Monday, November 8, 2010

Captain Blaze and the SPITFIRE

Long range scans proved I was right.
The outpost sent word they were coming.
They were there alright.
As we came in upon 'em, I could
See the name on her side.
SPITFIRE it said.
She was big and wide.
She had already destroyed the outpost.
She was still firing on it when we arrived.
"Shields up," I said from reflex.
"Phasers set on high."
We got her captain on screen.
I looked him in the eye.
"You've crossed our border and destroyed 3 outposts," I said.
"So what?" he asked, sneering,
And then, I heard him boast.
"Your puny starship can't defeat Captain Blaze."
"Surrender quickly," i said.
"Or you will die today."
They broke communication, and fired and hit our shields.
I thought of all the people those savages had killed.
"Torpedoes launch," I shouted!
"Phasers, open fire!"
By the time the fight was over
There was only dust left from the Spitfire.

I called HQ.
"They broke the treaty," I said.
"No, they were rogues," the admiral said.
I went to bed that night with a medal for my honor.
But i couldnt sleep, thinking of the families,
Who lost their sons and daughters.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Drake, the Gold Dragon

He was a gold dragon
A shape shifter
Drake was his name
He could raise the temperature
And generate heat
And cause things to burst into flames
He was born a dragon
But as everyone knows
The gold ones can look like us
He used his gifts to protect the weak
He didnt have to
He felt he must
One day, he was walking thru town
And in the alley he heard a scream
3 low-life thugs were robbing some girl
And harming people was their thing
Without hesitation the dragon went in
Shooting flames at the three jerks
They were not getting away from him,
Cause justice was his work
2 creeps ran for cover and tried to shoot Drake
From over there
But the heat that he was generating dissolved their bullets in mid-air
On the other side of the alley
The meanest thug had his victim and a blade
"Get out of here and let us go, or this bitch will die" he said
Well, that was a really stupid move
It just pissed Drake off
And suddenly, the thug dropped the knife cause it was so burning hot
In a split second, a stream of light knocked the villain outta the way
Then a wall of heat surrounded him and took the oxygen away
Then all 3 hoods passed out and fell to the street
When the cops arrived and found them, they had a tan that could not be beat.
The crime rate started dropping then
And i wouldnt call it braggin'
To say that the city owed a lot of thanks
To Drake, the gold dragon

Saturday, November 6, 2010

A CLOSE ENCOUNTER

BY RAYMOND NICHOLS.

Yesterday I lay down, just as I had lain down everyday before. I heard a crash, and I jumped to my feet. I ran to the nearby window, and I looked out. I saw absolutely nothing; I decided to try the window in the next room that looks out on the street. it was an awful pile-up. I rushed to the phone, and I called for the fire department. I laid down the phone.

I went outside to see if everyone was alright. I reached the cars. there were three of them. I looked inside one, and it was empty. I saw a leak at the back of the car. the car behind it was on fire. I ran from the cars, and I turned and looked at the cars again. I saw a funny-looking alien beside of the burning car. he pointed what appeared to be a ray gun at two people inside the car.

I realized the cars had crashed because of him, and he was vaporizing all of them. these were the last two. he shot them, proving me right. I decided to call the police, and I ran for the phone. the creature was following me slowly.

I grabbed the door knob. Oh no!!! Locked! I fumbled for the key. The creature was in front of me. He raised his gun,... aimed.

"Lay down the gun," I screamed. "and we'll be friends!"

"Okay," said the creature. "Let's play tag; you're it."

I clicked my heels together 3 times, and I said, "there's no place like home," repeatedly...

"There's your story, now I'm going to bed," I said. "Good night, dada," she said. "Good night," said I.

Friday, November 5, 2010

ROOT FOR JACKSON

BY RAYMOND NICHOLS.

The gnarled roots were very unusual; Jackson had never seen anything like them. They were packed in a wooden box imprinted with foreign names. It was odd that they should be left in the alley.

Reaching down, Jackson touched one of them; he then picked it up. It was much heavier and softer than he expected. In fact, it felt a little like dead flesh. He smoothed its bumps and ridges with his thumb; then he put it back and felt vaguely uneasy. Its sweet odor was strange and unfamiliar to him. He wondered why the roots had been left in the deserted alley.

His mouth felt dry as he reached into the box again, and he picked up another one; it was smaller. It too was pulpy, and it had the same pungent smell. Using a handkerchief, he wrapped up the root, and he put it in his windbreaker. He glanced over his shoulder as he did this, because he suddenly had a strong, unmistakable feeling he was being watched.

When he got home, he put the root in his bedroom. He went into the living room; he wanted to grab a drink from the kitchen refrigerator. Suddenly, a blinding light shone through the window. A dark shape appeared in it, and Jackson felt as tho his head was held in a giant hand. The light died down, and the shape became visible.

It had the same unfamiliar odor coming from it, and its skin was the same as the roots'. It raised its odd arm and pointed its twig-like finger at Jackson. Jackson could not move. tho he could still use his senses. Five creatures, nearly the same size as the first, came from Jackson's bedroom.

"Daddy," said one, who moved beside the creature. The others followed it, and then the creature lowered his arm after listening to their senseless chatter.

"Thank you," said the father, "for taking care of my sons." He held up the box. "Our spaceship was stranded on your planet, and the children were ready to leave the larval stage and sprout from their egg when i left to find food. I left their mother in charge of them, but she was afraid of your enormous size, so she didnt attack you. I will take care to scold her for not telling you of our dilemma."

He then was engulfed, with his sons, into the light again, and they disappeared with it.

Jackson decided to tell no one of this, yet he did not feel it was over. He saw a seventh creature appear at the door, and he laughed when it asked to "phone home?"

ZAN, THE DRAGON SLAYER

By Raymond Nichols.

The great Duke Zan Was in his land
With a sword in his hand
The sun did shine
A light so fine
It brightened the whole land
The prince of Zeth
Quite out of breath
Rushed into the room
Thru pants of strife
His very life
He feared He soon would lose
"O mighty Zan," he strained to say
"The king requests your sword today
A dragon roams my father's land
Who makes a mouse of every man
My father said at last night's feast
You were the one to destroy the beast."
"Say words no more," sir Zan thus cried.
"For my homeland I'd give my life."
Duke Zan was told by Zac, his page
Dracul, the dragon, was seen in Dage
The prior day where he retired
The king's best men when he breathed fire
So Zan and Zac tracked down Dracul
Zan rode a steed and Zac a mule
Zan donned his shield his sword held high
The beast he swore would surely die
His charger shied from the breath so hot
Zan kicked its rib.
It then did trot
A harder kick
The charger ran
Zan's sharpest lance firm in his hand
A gopher hole was in his path
The charger tripped
Zan threw the lance
Straight and true the lance did fly
As Dracul's fire shot thru the sky
And in his heart the lance does rest
Thru mighty scales that cover his chest
A single place had been open
As the monster breathed out and in
Duke Zan today wears a mask
To cover the scars of his greatest task
His face was burned as fire seaped thru
Holes in the visor he once could see thru
Now the prince is king as fate would give
And blind Duke Zan
Now forgotten does live
People ask, "Did dragons ever live?"
But noble Duke Zan
No answer does he give
A hero's life is a lonely one,
Especially when the work is done

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Saboo, the Tiger

By Raymond Nichols.

He sat and stared at the blank page before him. He was a pro who had never had a loss for words. and now..."If Andrews loses, the beast will just be hunted by another. If Saboo were to lose, I'd be out of a job..."

"Dr. Andrews had been waiting for this chance for years. At last, it had come. He was face to face with the biggest, meanest tiger in all of the jungle. The cat had crouched and was ready to pounce on him. He slowly cocked the gun and waited. His shot would have to be true. If he winged the beast, he would be its next victim."

He stopped."Maybe I should call it all off. Jerry did such a magnificent job with the drawings, but heck, people are tired of the tiger always winning. I've been doing the same old crap for years. Saboo always wins. It's not right."A long, mindless stare at the wall."Yes. thats what i'll do. i'll kill the tiger. The readers will devour it."He turns to the typewriter. Banging like a crazed madman. He hears a noise at the back door. He ignores it. He keeps typing. another noise louder. He keeps typing...

The next day, the inspectors stand over the body."No sign of forced entry. must be a suicide."

"Looks like he was attacked by a large animal to me."

"But the doors were all locked. and the house is empty.

"How could he have torn himself apart like that alone?"

The inspectors scratch their heads as fresh blood drips from the top of the desk.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

THE LAWMAN

He rode into town one hot summer day
Soaked with sweat from riding the range
His horse was white; a palomino
His gun was silver
His bullets gold
His hat ten gallons
His vest held a badge
"MARSHALL" it said
He lived on the edge
His draw was like lightning
His gun his best friend
When he found a villain
Its career would end
His name was Art Laws
He stood for the law
He protected the weak!
Did i mention his draw?
He came into town with a warrant in hand.
To arrest a villain who had killed 30 men
The man was a cad of this there's no doubt
He was really bad inside and out
Art tied up his horse by the sheriffs place
He entered the room to make a request
He asked where to look to find this bad man
The deputy shrugged and shook his hand
The marshall got a room at the nearby hotel
Then he went to the saloon to look for himself
He asked a few questions but got no replies
He noticed the fear in the bartender's eyes
He ordered a gin and he sat down to relax
The room slowly cleared except for 1 man in the back.
3 men entered and all wearing guns
The piano player then left on the run.
"Marshall," one called. "we've come for you.
If you want to take Billy you'll have to take us, too."
"Well if you insist," Art said with a smile.
By this time, he was facing them all.
One hit the floor. Art's gun smoked.
The other 2 drew, and both hit the floor.
Art turned about, his gun was still drawn.
There stood a man at the back of the saloon.
"Thanks," said the Marshall. The man sat back down.
"I hate unfair fights. not allowed in my town!"
The Deputy walked in "you got em i see!"
"Thanks to that citizen over there who helped me."
"Who?" asked the Deputy. "Theres no one back there."
Then Laws looked back and saw an empty chair.
The Deputy smiled,"Very funny.
Next thing you'll tell me the Sheriff was there.
Billy and his friends killed him right over there."
Marshall Laws left town the next day,
But he stopped to look back as he was moving away.
"Dont worry," said the Sheriff
Who was standing there.
"Long as im on the job, Their kind will be rare."

NICK.

LORD OF THE DARK

Night at last
The vicious sun has gone to sleep
The blue sky faded to black
The twinkling stars appear like angels watching the city
Feeding time again
I am the King of the Night
The Lord of the Dark
I rule the streets at night
Feeding on the evil
Here i am god
The people on the streets My cattle
They disappear
People scratch their heads but no one misses them much
My little meals on legs
Scum of the earth
The dealers and pimps
Thugs and thieves
No one will miss them
My cattle
Worthless wastes of space
Only good for one thing
Nourishment
Tonight i rule the streets
In the morning i will sleep
I am the night owl
God of the Dark
Master of the streets
Tonight i feed and tomorrow will be a brighter day
Thanks to me
The Lord of the Dark

NICK

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

THE UNWANTED EMBRACE

I just stopped by for a drink
Like a dozen times before
I guess i was more thirsty than i thought
Once i got her on the floor
As i quenched my insatiable thirst
I came to realize
This girl that i was preying on
Was just about to die
As i came to my senses
I saw her in my arms
This vessel i called friend
A victim of my charms
And soon she would be gone
Because of my mistake
And the Prince would have my head
Did i deserve this fate?
I could not let her die
The regrets would never stop
And so i bit my lip
And let her taste a few drops
And soon she arose again
And walked the night with me
And tho we are no longer friends
She arose you see
And now she is Kindred
A creature of the night
Forever in the dark
And running from the light
We walk the world of darkness
The dark childe and i
Tho years come and go
The damned can never die


Billy Goat gets lost

Billy Goat was a playful fellow
He loved to play outside
One day when Nanny Goat looked away
Billy went to hide
He ran into the woods that day
And soon could not be found
He ran deep into the brush
As far as he could go,
Then he stopped to look back
When he couldnt run no mo--
He saw no one had followed him
And Billy Goat just smiled-
They'll never find me now he said
I lost em by a mile
Then Billy looked around and saw
Some tall grass growing near
So Billy started eating and
When he eats he has no peer
He ate and ate and ate some more
Until he got his fill
And then he fell fast asleep
From his enormous meal
He slept for, oh, an hour or two
Then woke up in the dark
And thats when Billy figured out
He was lost there in the park.
He called out to his Nanny Goat
And then to his friend Tom Cat
Then Billy realized that no one
Was there to lead him back
He tried to go back the way he came
But which way was that?
It was getting dark and cold
And Billy Goat was lost and fat
He searched the woods for trails
That might lead him safely home
But whatever way that Billy went
He still wound up alone
He sniffed the air for scents
That might show him the way
But never found a scent he knew
He'd not get home today
He heard coyotes howling
Somewhere down below
So he turned and ran the other way
As fast as he could go
Then he saw 2 bright and glowing lights
In the woods ahead
And he heard the farmer's voice and cried,
"Hooray, it's time for bed" the farmer took
Billy home to Nanny Goat that night
And Billy went straight to bed
He'd had an awful fright
The moral of this story is
Dont run too far away,
Cause coyotes hunt in packs my friend
Each and every day.

Monday, November 1, 2010

THE INVADERS

By Raymond Nichols.

A lizard ran down the beam that was all that was left of a large section of the fence. The building was much like the fence, covered with slime and growth. The woods had almost claimed the house. The door was cracked; Lekers never knew how to use doors.

Inside, 4 Lekers had 2 Earthers captive.

"He hates Terrans anyway," the leader was saying. "If i give you to him; it'll be too bad for you."
"No please," the female begged. "Please don't!"
"I'm sorry, but if you don't talk, I simply can't help you," the Leker said.
"Drop dead," said the male. "Earth is going to slaughter you."
"Now such harsh language," the Leker said. The Leker motioned to one of his men. The soldier put a gun to the female's head. "And in front of a lady, too... Maybe you don't care about your mates like we had heard Terrans do."

"I'm ready to die for my country," she said proudly. "Don't tell them a thing, Don."
The Leker hit her with the gun."Shut up," he said.
The male jerked trying to free himself from his bonds.
"Kill her,"the Leker shouted!

A Leker aimed his ray gun at the female, then he fell on the floor dead, from a blaster burn. A blaster bolt struck the leader in the face next. A third blast hit the third alien, and the fourth was struck down next.

Don looked at the door. in it, with the sunlight shining thru from behind, stood a droid in battle armor.

"Thank God, you're here," the male said. His migraine was subsiding now. "Cut us loose; my arms aren't circulating anymore."
The Ranger stepped into the room; he walked over to the captives. He removed a survival knife from its holster on his side. He brought it to the man's chest, and he thrust it into Don's heart.The female screamed and struggled to get free. The ranger blasted her and took out his transmitter.

"Droid 3. Report 31. dead; 4 Lekers, 2 Terrans; continuing search," he said, and then he left the building.


The Legend of Hellhound Woods

Doctor Victor Von Frankenstein created a creature from bodies he bought from the graveyard. he brought the creature to life with a bolt of lightning one halloween, and named it Adam.
Adam was hideous and deformed and although his heart was beating, his flesh was still rotting and falling off his body. the villagers were afraid of Adam and burnt him in an old windmill. Adam blamed Vic for his misery and killed his servants and family. then the creature promised, he would return at halloween and kill Vic. then he disappeared into the woods, shouting, "I'll kill you father," maniacally.
Vic hired an old witch, named Lillith, to protect him from the monster.

Lillith brought 6 hellhounds from Hell and caged them outside Vic's home. on Halloween night, Lillith returned to Vic's home, only to find Vic and the 6 hellhounds all gone. the doors to the cages were sitting open, but Vic was never to be seen again.  

Now every Halloween, you can hear the sounds of the hellhounds howling in the woods, now called Hellhound Woods. and some say they have seen the glowing red eyes of the beasts. some even claim to have seen the monster dragging the doctor deep into the woods, and heard the doctor's screams in the night....

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Motel 666

by Ray Nichols.

I was traveling across country to do a job when my van, i noticed, was almost empty. I was on a back road and didnt know how far it would be to the next gas station so i stopped at the nearby station to fill er up.
The guy at the register gave me a dirty look when i went inside and nodded to him as a greeting. He was a large fellow in bib overalls with a wad of tobacco in his mouth. He had grey hair and a beard and his name tag read "JOSH". I grabbed some chips and gators for the trip and went to the front to pay.
As i was leaving i saw that the sun was about to rise and i was in need of a nap so i went to the motel nearby and got a room. As i walked to the room i heard the store clerk outside talking to his pals who had just pulled in.
Apparently he had taken a liking to my gold card but i had been driving all night so i had to take a nap before leaving. I locked up the van and went inside. Locked the door and turned up the air and hit the sack. In no time i was out for the day.
Later that evening i woke to find Josh and his friends and the motel manager in my room and going through my wallet. "hurry the hell up Bill. He's waking up." "i've got it. Ron shut 'im up," the motel manager said pulling out my gold card. Then one of the other guys walks up and hits me with a wrench.
This time i wake up wrapped in bloody plastic. Laying in the grass beside a lake. The wind blows and rattles the plastic and makes my splitting headache even worse. Josh's buddies are standing close by me and putting on plastic gloves.
"Damn Ron. You tore his head wide open."
"what was i post a do, Frank. Give him back his billfold." Ron walked over to me. "Damn. He's still kicking." Ron kneels beside me and puts the plastic over my face and pulls it tight. "Die boy. Just die." I felt the plastic over my face. He was pressing down hard.
Stupid man. You cant kill a dead man, I thought. I waved my arms in the air cause that is what they expected. I Grabbed Ron's arm and saw the other people he had killed. Saw him and Frank laughing at them as they struggled and begged for mercy. Men women and children. Murdered. Someone had to end this. Now. I reached his throat and pressed the pressure point. Until he passed out.
I lifted Ron up and off of me. Frank drew a gun so I let him empty it into Ron.
"Thanks. Oh dont worry, he had it coming." I take the gun from him and put another bullet in it. He tries to run but I am not through with him yet. I twist his arm around and pin him to the ground.
"I am going to ask you one time. Where is my wallet?" He was sniffling and tears were rolling down his cheeks.
"Josh," he said. And that was his last word. I vamped out and drained him dry. The blood restored my health and I had taken a hell of a beating. I needed it and they owed me.
With the vessel emptied i licked the wound to make it heal. All better. I stood up and thought for a moment.
"Frank shoots Ron then self." I put the gun in Frank's mouth. 2 down. 2 to go.
Josh was in the store looking at my card and smiling when i got there. Funny thing about vampyres- we cant be filmed unless we concentrate. Same with mirrors. we have to try to be seen. Otherwise, we are just a blur. A ghostly image in the film.
"You didnt use that yet did you?" I asked but I knew he wouldnt answer. He stared at me and his cigar fell on the counter.
"Arent you dead?" he asked.
"Well yes. But then I have been dead for decades." I took my card and put it in my pocket with my wallet. Then I picked up the lit cigar and took a drag from it.
"Not bad" I said. "Steal that too?"
He reaches for the alarm so I break his arm then as he is screaming I break the other one too just to be safe.
"This is for all the other people you killed Josh. Its judgement day and i am the reaper." I drain the creep dry and drop him on the floor.
Then i carry the empty vessel to the motel room and go to the office to fetch Bill.
"Boy did you guys pick the wrong guy to kill." I grab Bill by the arm. He struggles so I break his arm. Then I take his other arm and lead him to the room and drain him dry.
"Payback is a bitch." I tell him as his heart stops beating.
Time to leave. So I bring in the gas can from the van and paint them both with it. As i carry the empty can back to the van to leave I toss the lit cigar back to Josh. The light from the bonfire is nothing short of spectacular.
But the night is young and I have places to go. People to eat. So I start the van and drive into the dark night once more.

They only come for you in the Darkness

It was a cold Halloween night, not long ago. and a young girl strolled into the woods. the moon was full and the stars were twinkling and she could hear the sound of the campfire crackling in the distance. kids playing and her friends laughing and telling jokes around the fire.

As she stepped into the woods, she heard crickets chirping and an owl hooting nearby. another step, and she couldnt hear the children or the campfire or her friends anymore. the moon was full and the shapes of the trees stood out in the moonlight. she stepped a little further in, and she heard the owl again and she felt the wind blowing her coat and hair. she thought she heard voices whispering in the woods, but all she saw was trees. she took another step and she listened for sounds. she heard the wind blowing and she thought she heard a young girl weeping in the woods for just a second. she heard whispers in the dark, and she felt something stroke her back, or maybe it was just the wind.

Another step, and she saw the foliage on the trees nearby. the woods were darker now, and she heard voices whispering something in the darkness around her. she looked back, and saw the light from the campfire. she felt the wind blowing on her face. she heard a girl crying up ahead. she heard someone whisper her name and she felt someone grab her foot. she looked down and saw that she had stepped into a vine with thorns. she heard a young girl crying up ahead, and she heard whispers in the wind. she saw three glowing figures in the darkness up ahead, for just a second. then she realized that she was just seeing headlights on the trees,... or was she?

The little girl stopped crying and called for help. she heard wolves growling near the child. the child screamed and called for help. she felt someone pull her hair back and whisper in her ear, "Join us, Lisa." she turned to see who it was and she saw a skeleton standing beside her, smiling, and reaching for her. "Join us," the skeleton whispered, its gold tooth twinkling in the moonlight. the wolves growled in the darkness now, and the small child screamed.

Lisa ran into the woods to get the child. into the darkness. to the weeping child. she ran to where the sounds were coming from and she saw a child's blue coat in front of a tree. she grabbed the coat, but it was empty. she saw ghosts and skeletons coming toward her. the woods were pitch black now. all she could see was the glowing ghosts and the white skeletons and, nearby, glowing red eyes. she heard growling, and then she saw a were wolf come to her. its glowing red eyes, and its bloody fangs stood out. it reached for her, and the ghosts chanted slowly, "Join us; join us; join us..."

Lisa gripped the coat tightly and ran back to the campfire. she couldnt see the fire anymore, and her fingers and toes were freezing. she ran for what seemed like an eternity. she could hear the wolves and ghosts following her. she couldnt see anything but darkness. she wondered if she would ever get out alive. then she felt something grab her head. her toboggan came off, but she kept running.

Suddenly, something grabbed her foot. she tripped and fell and lost her shoe. she heard the ghosts coming closer. and she felt the wolves breath on her cold cheek. "join us! join us!" the spirits called to her. she felt bony fingers grab her legs and arms. she saw red glowing eyes all around her. she heard laughter as she felt the hands pull her. dragging her into the darkness.

She kicked and screamed and shoved at the ghouls. she struggled until she was on her knees. then crawled for the clearing, screaming and kicking the hands off of her. at last, she made it out of the woods.

She ran to the campfire and went home. She couldnt turn off the light all night....

The next morning, she went back to the woods with her friends to look for her shoe. at the edge of the woods, they saw her shoe, stuck on a thorny vine. and a little further back was her toboggan stuck on a tree branch. they went inside and got the toboggan, but Lisa wanted to leave right away. as they turned to walk out, she heard the little girl scream behind her.

She turned around and saw the bloody blue coat lying at the foot of a tree, and beside it was a gold tooth. She turned to leave and she heard the skeleton laugh from the darkness. now everytime she turns off the lights, they come for her in the darkness. chanting her name, and beckoning her to "join us." but she will safe enough, for you see, they only come for you in the darkness....