Friday Fiction: Luck

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Today's prompt is to write about "Luck". 

Friday Fiction is your opportunity to write a short (short, short, short) story. Many participants use more than one minute for Friday Fiction prompts, and I don't generally take the length of the post into account when I name a Friday winner.

Moonlight 9

Adria and Pepper burst into the semi-darkened and empty gymnasium. Adria shut the doors behind her while Pepper dashed towards the other door on the opposite end of the room and secured it. For safety measure, she also locked the doors leading to the locker rooms. When she returned, she was still gasping for breath and her face shone a barely restrained panic that she fought to squelch.

"Please tell me you have a plan?" Pepper took another deep breath and glanced around the huge room.  It was empty but there weren't a lot of hiding places they can use to their advantage. She noticed a baleful moonlight streamed through one of the upper windows of the building. "Because this place is ripe for Horror 101."

Adria nodded in silent agreement and followed her friend's gaze up towards the window. She just saw a shadow figure ducking away.

"With any luck, Rick and other guys will deal with them before they get inside." Adria crossed her fingers.

 

Friday Fiction: Flash

Today's Friday Fiction prompt is: Flash. For more Friday Fiction entries hop over to The One-minute Writer 

As another challenge for me, I decided to continue the one-minute story started from the previous prompt. I don't know if it will work eventually but hopefully it will. ☺I just have to get the third installment out soon. Lolz. I know Jules you're waiting for it. ☺

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Adria ducked as the creature hurled another acid ball towards Pepper and her. The room they were in was starting to become a deathtrap if they don't get out. A strong hissing sound erupted from behind and fumes tried to engulf the pair but it was this side of the wall they wanted melted down if they want to escape.  A hole gradually formed on the wall, offering an escape route. It was time. The girls simultaneously hurled the beakers toward the creature that appeared to be a cross between a slimy troll and a garden-variety mushroom with beady eyes.

Friday Fiction: Pepper

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Adria stole quietly into the darkened chemistry lab and jammed the only the entrance of the room with a chair but she knew it wasn't going to be enough to keep  the creature out. It was systematically searching for them now.

"Great choice of room," Pepper whispered back. Her eyes glinting with anticipation as she crouched before the glass cabinets that  housed the acids. "Molotov cocktail would be good for tonight's special drink." Her flaming locks swayed as she tilted her head towards the cabinet in front of her.

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Friday Fiction: Rows

For more Friday Fiction, visit One-Minute Writer. ☺ You'll enjoy it. Write a brief bit of fiction using the prompt "Rows."

Napa Valley by En Vino Veritas

The gaggle of noise rose higher now as more and more of the seats were claimed by the students in en masse. She snapped several more shots for the school paper and at her final picture, she snapped a photo of Rick Lineheart while she steadied her somersaulting heart. She thanked for small favors that she was at the other end of the auditorium, far from anyone to see her flaming cheeks. She afforded a nervous giggle when the principal cleared her throat beside her. Adria flushed again but this time with embarrassment and started to leave the stage but before she turned her heel, she scanned the rows. She was surprised to see Rick was seated three rows behind Sally and not at the same row as she thought. She could hear "Your The One I love" by Jon McLaughlin playing in the background or was that in her head? She walked on clouds that day.

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Friday Fiction: A.S.R.

"Dark Corridor" by Angvil

For more Friday Fiction, check out One-Writer. Write a brief bit of fiction using the abbreviation  "A.S.R." You decide what the letters stand for.  


A pair of beams crisscrossed along the walls lighting his way. Then the lights disappeared  just as Ulysses glanced down at the handheld scanning device he was carrying. The monitor showed no other blips on the same floor and movement was still confined at the basement level.  He switched on his search lights that came from his eyes and the light beams fell on the name  "Arthur S. Rom" attached on the wood panel door.

"Gotcha, A.S.R."

Before he could enter the room, a sound of something metallic connecting to another metallic surface, clanged from behind the door he was about to open. He backed up and glanced around for another exit.  He found one to his right and dashed toward it. He had just closed the door quietly behind him when heavy footfalls navigated around the room and were closing in. Ulysses welded shut the metal doorframe with his finger and left to find another way to get inside A.S.R's office.

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Friday Fiction: Reptile

By malikimram

Adria kissed the ground when a deadly machete came flying straight at  her. A dull thud followed when the machete embedded itself on the trunk of massive tree. Noises of a fight between her team and the bad guys continued with  frenetic energy just a couple of yards away that their grunts and fists smashing against flesh were subdued by a sound that chilled her blood. A dangerous rattle repeatedly jingled close to her elbow.

She froze and willed her furious beating heart not climb up her throat. 

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Browse through One-Minute Writer for more Friday Fiction. This  Friday was about writing a brief bit of fiction involving a reptile. 

Friday Fiction: Ink

One-minute writing suggested a new writing prompt for today. I know I'm late into this (time zones and all) but I wanted to try it out.

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