Flux23

PHOTO PROMPT ©Jill Wisoff

Flux23 dropped to her knees, panting on the rooftop of the skyscraper. In seconds she morphed from a suit-wearing white male into herself. Brown hair and pale skin. A blue scaly patch behind her ear the only tell-tale sign of what she was.

The city lights blurred in front of her. She felt woozy. That little girl caught her unawares, staring at her, then at her father lying in a pool of blood. She threw the gun into an air vent. They’ll catch up to her. She would run anyway. Her life as an assassin for Nation444 was over.

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Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Write a story in 100 words of less. Thanks to Jill Wisoff for this week’s prompt!

Every week I intend to write comedy, and everything but comedy finds its way onto the post. This week, it is sci-fi. Shapeshifters. Loosely based on the X-men character, Mystique.

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Maple leaf rock

PHOTO PROMPT© CEAyr

 

Thyleia pushed the magic crystal sphere deeper into her satchel. Her wings were dripping wet, and they felt heavy. Ferris hovered under a broad maple leaf, shielding him from the rain.

“Why don’t we find shelter?” Ferris called out to her.

“We must get the sphere to the gathering of The Elders tomorrow.” she replied.

“We’ll never get there on foot. We need to keep our wings dry.”

Thyleia spotted a hollow in a rock nearby. She gestured for Ferris to follow her. Inside, it was dry but cold.

“Rest Ferris. When the rain stops, we fly till dawn.”

 

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The Wishing Chair

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

The cold water sent shivers up her spine, but Mariyah sloshed towards the chair. She remembered the old lady’s advice, Go to the Wishing Chair. But wish for only what your heart wants most.

She sensed a warning in her words. She had a choice to make. Go to the wizard school as her parents wanted, or write for The Jupiter Daily. Her heart swelled at the thought of the newspaper, but she reigned it in with a deep breath.

Sitting in the hard chair, she wished, “May whatever happen be for the best.”

The chair remained still. Good.

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Written for my favourite flash fiction: Friday Fictioneers hosted by the awesome Rochelle.

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If you enjoyed this, take a look at my other posts on my blog or read the first of the Scars series. Thank you!