Rockcity Rapland 1.1

Rockcity Rapland

Chapter 1: The Business

1.1 The Business: Retaliation

Camilla lay in bed reading the last chapter of a very good mystery murder novel. She always loved books about crime and murder because in most of them the good guys always won. The books she read were nothing like real life, where the good guys were often killed and the bad guys were rich.  She knew about real life first hand. Camilla’s father worked for very powerful man. He was the second in command to the boss of one the most ruthless criminal organizations. Camilla’s family often visited the boss’s house on holidays and special occasions. They were like family, dysfunctional but family nonetheless.

A couple of months ago the boss had died and his arrogant son took over the business. Her father had begun talking about getting out of the mob. He said he was tired of it and he was going to retire but Camilla knew this sort of life wasn’t something you could just retire from. He said he had a plan and it scared Camilla to think about what he would do. Leaving the mob was like leaving family and they considered it an insult. It was like leaving the people who took care of you. Camilla had just finished her book and was about to go to bed when the doorbell rang. She listened to see who it was at this time of night but no one opened the door. She slowly sat up in her bed. Two seconds later her mother and father burst into her room. Honey hide!!! Her father yelled. Camilla saw that her father had a gun in his hand. There was a loud beating at the door then a loud boom like someone had kicked the door in. Mr. Aquila! A voice yelled. You have something that belongs to me and I want it back! The voice screamed angrily.

What’s going on dad? Camilla asked. Don’t worry about it honey you and your mother just hide up here while I go downstairs he said. Camilla and her mother hide in the closet of her bedroom as her father went downstairs to greet the intruders. Camilla heard arguing but she couldn’t make out what they saying then there were two gunshots and everything went quiet. Her mother started to cry as they heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Camilla you stay here she said. No mom, where are you going? She whispered. They will kill you she cried. No matter what happens don’t you make a sound or come out of this closet her mother told her. Yes, ma’am she cried. Camilla’s mother quietly stepped out of the closet and closed the door. Camilla could hear her make her way into the hallway. Mrs. Aquila there you are she heard a man say. Your husband has taken something very valuable from me do you where it is? He asked. Please her mother begged. I don’t know anything she answered. See now I just don’t believe that, Mrs. Aquila! He screamed. No, I swear I have no idea where it is she pleaded. Then there was a single gunshot.

 

I Know Your Type 1.1

I Know Your Type

Chapter 1: The Itch

1.1 The Itch: Kill or be killed

 

Blood dripped down Dawns fingers as she took a deep cleansing breath. She loved the way his blood felt against her skin the warmth she could feel through the latex gloves, the sound the knife made as it sliced through his flesh. Slitting his throat was orgasmic for her. He was scum he didn’t deserve to live. He didn’t deserve his wife or children. Here he was in a hotel room with her at one in the morning while his unsuspecting wife and kids were at home. He was supposed to be on a business trip he told her but really he just needed space from his family. He said that being a husband and a father was hard; he said he got married to young that he never got to experience life. What about his wife? Dawn thought. What did she miss out on? What did she give up for him? He actually thought marriage being hard was a good reason to cheat. Well nothing was hard any more dawn thought as she stared at his lifeless body in a pool of blood laying in that king size bed.

She smiled then walked to bathroom to wash her hands. The water washed the blood off of her hands revealing her white latex gloves. There she stood in her bra and panties gazing at her self in the mirror. He thought he was going to get some tonight; well he got more than he bargained for she said. Her dried her hands and slipped the gloves off. She checked her wig in the mirror. As she picked her clothes up off of the floor she began to giggle. He had said this would be a night you’ll never forget and it was. Dawn slipped her dress and shoes back on then walked back into the bedroom. She admired her work, she always did. She was an artist. She took the gloves she was wearing and put them in a plastic bag in her purse. She never left any evidence behind it was her M.O. love them and leave them at least that’s what the news kept saying.

Dawn never wanted to kill him she was good girl. She was sweet, loyal and faithful but she had an uncontrollable temper. He had just set her off, she told herself it wouldn’t happen again but she knew it would because it kept happening over and over again. The first time was an accident but then she discovered she liked to kill. She liked hearing their screams for mercy it turned her on. They wanted it, they wanted to die and she wanted to help them. She could spot them a mile away an unfaithful man begging her to end their miserable lives.  She liked to see them cry and beg for mercy. She wanted them to pray for it to end and she wanted to be their savior. She wanted to answer their prayers. Amen motherfucker she whispered then she lit a cigarette and walked out of the room into the hotel hallway.

 

Where He Brought Me From 1.1

Where He Brought Me From

Chapter 1: More Than What We Are

1.1 More than what we are: Change

So today was a crazy day as is every day of my life. I love a boy who isn’t worth my time so I waste my time being worthless. Now I know I’m worth a lot but you couldn’t tell with the things I endure on the daily. When did I forget who I was? I think it was the day I lost my virginity and my vagina started telling my heart and my head that it knew what love was. Silly to think I was making love when I was only having sex, but I followed suit and look where I am. I’m married, but separated, lost, confused and somewhat hurt. I’m only 24 but then again I am 24. I’m only me but then again I am me.

                    Jessica

It was an unusually cold morning in April as Jessica was awoken by the sound of her alarm clock. She could feel how cold it was it outside in her drafty New York loft. As she could no longer ignore the sound of the alarm she reached over to her nightstand and pressed the snooze button. Ten more minutes she thought. Jessica pulled the covers up over her head and began to drift back to sleep.

She had just broken up with her no good lazy ex-con boyfriend of six months and she was a wreck. Jessica didn’t even want to get up out the bed. She had been in bed all week long watching Korean dramas. She seemed to attract a certain type of guy and she always fell in love. Jessica was married at age twenty-one and divorced by age twenty-two. Her ex-husband was verbally and physically abusive but abuse was all she knew. It was all Jessica had ever seen in a relationship, even though she knew it wasn’t what she wanted it was familiar. This time was no different than any other; Mitchell had used her just like every other guy. He was a bartender at Aloha’s one of the places she frequently performed. Mitchell seemed like a guy who had made some mistakes but wanted a fresh start, when he really was just an ex-con trying to get over. He lived at her apartment and didn’t help pay any bills. He would often come home late and drunk after losing his entire paycheck gambling. It was the final straw when Jessica caught him cheating with a waitress but she still missed his company. She hated being alone and Jessica always felt like she was alone.

Jessica Kealoha was a 24-year-old singer-songwriter who made her living singing in nightclubs and coffee houses. She was a woman with a grudge against men, a woman scorned and she let it show it her music. Jessica couldn’t be alone so she always found herself with some loser who would end up the subject of her next song. She felt like she was destined for more but she was stuck in a downward spiral, loser after loser, deadbeat after deadbeat. She had lost her father at the tender age of 14 to kidney failure and was left with an evil stepsister, a nonchalant mother and a cruel stepfather. She never really learned how to love because she never truly felt any love. Her talents often went unrecognized at home and it made Jessica feel alone. Her stepfather who was often in a drunken rage about nothing constantly harassed her while her mother sat and watched aimlessly. As soon as Jessica turned eighteen she moved to New York with her money from waiting tables in Pensacola to try and live her somewhat impossible dream. She knew impossible like a childhood friend she always never quite met the mark but little did Jessica know this morning was different, things were about to change.

Where He Brought Me From 1.2

 

Dirty Little Bitches 1.1

Dirty Little Bitches

Chapter 1: Best Frenemy

1.1 Best Frenemy: Dirty Deed

 

There he was this tall handsome olive skinned man. She had only met him once at a charity benefit but she knew everything about him. She knew he was a wealthy entrepreneur and he drove a Lamborghini. She knew he had a girlfriend that he had been dating for over a year. She also knew that were having problems. Raquel also knew she wanted him. Ever since she had first seen him in a photo she knew she had to have him. She knew how well he treated his woman and she wanted that same treatment. She wanted to be the girl on his arm and she was willing to do anything to make that happen.

Raquel saw Dominic across the room at the bar sipping a drink and conversing with a group of guys. Dominic was charming and sexy. His smile lit up a room and Raquel was determined to have him. Raquel was the type of woman you could never really be friends with because if you had something she wanted she had no problem taking it. Raquel was relentless and cutthroat two qualities that made her a piranha is the magazine world. She was at the top of her game an editor for one of the top fashion magazines. She had the best money could buy but she still wasn’t happy. Raquel wanted a husband so bad that she often was a mistress to already made families. She was getting tired of being the other woman she wanted a man of her own even if she had to take him from her best friend.

She had been a friend to Dominic’s girlfriend forever, they were like sisters but Raquel secretly hated her. She was beautiful, charming and talented. She was almost always the center of attention; people seemed to gravitate towards her especially the opposite sex. Raquel was always in her shadow and it made her sick how nice and sweet she was. She hated how she bragged about Dominic with his million-dollar security business, his fleet of tricked out old school mustangs and his Lamborghini. She hated how she always talked about her glamorous job as a model and actress. She hated her rich parents who gave everything she wanted. She hated her Ivy League school degree. She hated every perfect little thing about her. Raquel was so envious of her that wanted her life and she would start with her man. She knew how much her friend loved Dominic but to her it made things more fun. She was going to take everything from her one by one until she had nothing.

Raquel walked across the dance floor of the club to the bar and took a seat right next to Dominic. Dominic had his back turned to her as he continued talking to his friends. She held her vodka tonic in her hand as she stirred it with her straw. Raquel took very a provocative sip of her drink and licked her lips. Then Raquel sat her drink on the bar and purposely knocked it over. The drink spilled all over the bar and into Dominic’s lap. Startled he leapt up from his seat and turned to face her. Oh my goodness I’m so sorry she said as she grabbed a handful of napkins and started vigorously wiping the liquor from his crotch. Whoa! Whoa! He yelled. Don’t worry about its okay he replied. Really? She asked. Yeah it’s fine he replied. He didn’t even seem to recognize her. You got to let me do something to make it up to you, please? She asked. I just feel horrible I ruined your clothes, let me buy you drink she said. I’m Raquel she said as she smiled and shook his hand. Hi I’m Dominic he replied.

 

Invisible

Starving for attention

Maybe I’m an attention whore

Because every time you say you love me

I only wish you’d love me more

 

I’m transparent

I wear my heart on my sleeve

Maybe I’m invisible

Nothing’s here so you leave

 

Do I have to scream?

Maybe I should yell

Tell me can you hear me?

Or am I talking to myself?

 

Maybe I’ll pout

Then I’ll cry

Tell me would you miss me?

If I lay down and die

 

Yes I’m angry

Did you even have to ask?

Asking all these questions

But I never answer back

 

What’s wrong you ask me

Haven’t I said it all before

Is this all you can give me?

Because I’m starving for more

 

Is there any use of talking?

Will you really change?

Same ole’ conversation

Same damn thang

 

That’s why I’m silent

That’s why I’m mad

That’s why I don’t care

Would you care if had?

 

I’m starving for attention

Maybe I’m an attention whore

Because every time you say you love me

I only wish you’d love me more

 

Asia Tao and the Essence of the Dragon (Prologue Part 1)

Asia Tao and the Essence of the Dragon

Prologue: The Jade Stone

Songshan Mountain, Dengfeng County, Zhengzhou, Henan province, China: Songyang Academy

 

The sun was beginning to set, as Asia stood alone in the enormous courtyard. Imperial buildings surrounded her as she tried to center herself. Her long black hair wavered in the wind. Every few minutes her best friend Chang would come to check on her and Dong the class bully would come to tease her. Asia felt she had to prove herself being the only girl in her class. She stayed in the courtyard relentless practicing until her Sifu forced her to stop and go to sleep.

Asia felt defeated. She lay in bed grasping the medallion around her neck. It gave her peace to feel the cold metal on her skin. It reminded her of her parents. It was a circular shaped object made out of gold with these engravings of nine dragonheads all connected to the same body, which looked like a tiger. On the other side of the medallion was the symbol for yin and yang. Her dad had given it to her when they had come home from one of their extra long excavating trips. He promised that it would protect her.

Asia unsuccessfully tried to sleep. She had just closed her eyes when she heard a voice calling her name. Asia opened her eyes and looked up to see Chang standing over her in his Gi. His shoulder-length black hair was in a ponytail and he had a huge grin on his face.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to teach you the Li He Quan.” He said.

“Chang goes bed to bed it’s hopeless,” Asia said as she rolled over and closed her eyes.

“I got a secret that will help you master it,” Chang said.

Asia opened her eyes and sat up in her bed. “Really?” she asked excitedly.

“Get dressed, and I’ll show you.” He said.

“Okay, wait for me outside,” she said.

Asia emerged from her bedroom dressed in her gi. Chang had a lantern in one hand as he grabbed her hand with the other.

“Be very quiet,” he said as he led her through the concrete courtyard.

Asia began to blush, and her heart starts to beat faster. She tiptoed behind Chang until they reached a large staircase that led to the forbidden Fawang Temple on the other side of the courtyard.

“What’s in here?” she asked shakily.

Your destiny.” he answered as he smiled and began to walk up the broad staircase to the entrance of the temple.

“But we aren’t supposed to go in here,” nervously Asia said as she followed closely behind Chang.

Once inside the temple Asia looked around to see several ominous ancient looking pagodas. The most ominous of them all was a square shaped stone tower with endless multi-leveled eaves. To her dismay that was the pagoda, that Chang began to led her towards. With each step they took, it began to get darker as the moon rose higher in the sky. When they finally reached the pagoda it was pitch black, the only light came from the dimly lit moon and the lantern Chang held. Chang reached in his pocket and took out a Sifu’s master key that he used to unlock the tall doors that guarded the entrance into the pagoda.

Asia followed Chang into the dark building. “Wait here,” Chang said as he lit the candles along the wall of the pagoda.

Asia looked around the room, and it was empty except for a shrine for a jade statue of Buddha holding a jade stone. “See that stone?” he asked.

“Yes.” She answered confused.

“Legend has it a woman will come for it, and she will be the savior of China,” Chang explained.

“What does any of that have to do with me or Liu He Quan?” she asked frustrated.

“The legend says when that woman touches it she will be given all knowledge to complete her journey,” he said.

“A woman?” Asia asked in disbelief. “I’m not her,” she said.

“How do you know you aren’t her?” Chang asked.

“I know, I can’t believe you woke me up for this!” she yelled. “And I doubt the legend says it will be a woman to save China.” She snarled.

“Well not exactly but just touch it,” he said as he picked up the stone and tossed it to her.

Asia watched as he rock sailed across the room out of her reach and she dove to catch it. “Chang, you could have broken it,” she whispered.  “Look nothing is happening,” she said annoyed as she walked over to put the stone back in its place.

“Wait, it’s glowing,” Chang said.

Asia looked down at her hands in shock as the stone began to glow. “It’s hot!” she yelled.

Scared, she quickly sat the stone back in the statue and backed away. She and Chang ran nonstop back to her room.

They were frightened and out of breathing as the stood in her bedroom. “That was weird,” Chang said.

“Yeah, thanks for getting me burned, how am I suppose to be ready for tomorrow now? She asked almost in tears.

“I’m sorry Asia,” Chang said trying to comfort her.

“Just get out!” she yelled.

Chang turned and walked away heartbroken. Chang liked Asia and just wanted to help her, but he had made things worse. Asia lay in her bed and cried herself to sleep.

The sun rose and last night felt like a dream. Asia was awakened by the sound of a rooster crowing. She looked down at her hands and they weren’t burned. It must have been a dream she thought. Asia began to smile as she got out of bed and followed the rest of her classmates to breakfast. As everyone rushed to the dining hall she spotted Chang in the crowd.

“Chang!” she called out as she ran to him.

“You aren’t mad anymore?” he asked.

“About what?” she asked confused.

“About last night, your hands getting burned? He asked.

“That happened?” she asked. “I thought I was dreaming.” She said as she held up her hands.

“The burns are gone,” Chang said in amazement.

Asia and Chang ate breakfast as fast as they could. They were anxious to get to the courtyard and see if the stone had worked. Asia and Chang finished eating before everyone else in their class and ran out to the courtyard to test Asia’s skills. First Chang took her through the basics hitting and blocking. Asia had become extremely quicker and accurate. Every time Asia hit Chang, it sent him flying back 5 feet. Chang could tell she was not even using all of her strength. As they continued to practice, they began to draw a crowd. Everyone looked on in awe but Dong was not impressed. Dong was a muscular, bald, mean kid and he loved to torment Asia.

“That’s nothing you are fighting a loser, fight me,” Dong said. “I will even let you pick the style,” Dong said taunting her.

“Don’t listen to him,” Chang said.

“Its okay, I’ll fight him,” Asia said confidently. Chang smiled and moved out of the way. “Liu He Quan style,” Asia said.

Dong laughed, ”You don’t know that style.”

Asia got her in stance and waited for Dong to try to hit her. Dong threw a kick and missed as Asia ducked. Asia quickly countered with a fist to his face and knocked him out.

Dong’s body hit the ground like a brick just in time for their Sifu to see. He was a short old man with long black hair and a face that showed very little emotion. “Well done.” He said as he cracked a smile. “Everyone the show is over get to class now.” He said. “Except you two Asia and Chang.” He added.

Asia and Chang glanced at each other nervously as they stopped dead in their tracks. “Yes, sifu,” Chang said trying not to make direct eye contact.

“You two went into the forbidden temple last night and touched the jade stone.” Their Sifu said. “Do you have any idea of the magnitude of the decision you just made?” he asked angrily.

“No.” they both uttered with their heads lowered in shame.

 

“That stone was created by the eight immortals over a thousand years ago to defeat an evil dragon king, and whosoever touches burdens themselves with that task.” He replied.

“But there is so such thing as dragons,” nervously Chang said as if he were asking instead of making a statement.

“Follow me and let me enlighten you two.” Their Sifu said as he began to walk through the courtyard towards the forbidden temple. “Long ago in ancient China the people were ruled by four dragon kings.” He began. “There was the azure dragon who ruled the east and was the essence of spring.” “There was the red dragon who ruled the south and was the essence of summer.” “There was the white dragon who ruled the west and was the essence of fall.” “Then there was the black dragon who ruled the south and was the essence of winter.” He went on.

Chang and Asia listened attentively to their Sifu as they entered the forbidden temple and made their way the pagoda which held the jade stone. Once inside the pagoda, he motioned for them to sit at the foot of the shrine of the Jade Buddha that held the jade stone.

“Do you two know who this is?” he asked.

“Buddha,” they replied in unison.

“Yes and no, see Buddha is a title meaning enlighten one, blessed one, or to become awake not the name of one man.” Their Sifu stated. “A long time ago the term Buddha was a title for an African man or group of men from an ancient Egyptian priesthood but just like many things the originally meaning has been changed or pervert to mean something else.” “The Buddhist religion was established 500 years before Christianity in Egypt around the same time as Judaism.” He went on.

So Buddha was a black man?” Chang asked in disbelief.

“The original Buddha was a black man but a Buddha is anyone who has been enlightened or awakened to the true meaning of life, someone who has been totally transformed and reborn.” Their sifu replied. “This particular statue is of a very enlightened man who saved China thousands of years ago named Longwei Lao.” “He was a descendant of the ancient black Chinese from the Shang Dynasty who ruled from 1766 B.C. to 1027 B.C.” He added.

“Ancient black Chinese?” Asia questioned in confusion.

“Well it seems I have to give you two a history lesson as well as a lesson in obedience.” He replied as he sat down next to them. “Okay the first African arrived in China about 60,000 years ago.’ He began. “The first two dynasties in china the Xia and the Shang both had black rulers they were referred to Xuan Di which means black emperor but the Shang was the first documented governance.” “King T’ang the founder of the Shang dynasty was of African descent, he and the Shang dynasty were responsible for unifying China to form their first civilization.” “The Shang was referred to as Nakhi which means black man and were described as having black and oily skin.” He went on. “They were known for being great warriors and humble a people so when it came time for a hero the eight immortals chose a man from their bloodline to save China.” “Do you two know who the eight immortals are?” he asked.

“Okay this I know my grandmother used to tell me about them to make me behave.” Chang replied. “They were eight people who got the attention of God by suffering with no complaint and giving more than received.” “They were given powers and an eternal life as a reward for their service on earth.” “They were also tasked with the responsibility as serving as a supernatural council for China.”

“That is correct.” Their Sifu said. “What do you two know about the last Dragon King?” he asked.

 

“Just the myth that says he was an evil king who ruled China a longtime ago and that he was the father of the nine dragon children Longwei slew to harness the essence of the dragon,” Asia replied.

“Well yes that is correct but there is more to the story.” Their Sifu stated. “See the four dragon King’s who ruled ancient China were his brother’s.” He said. “They were the last of their kind.” “The brothers were said to have been born in Triassic times and were chosen to rule China by God.” “All but one brother, the gold dragon.”

“So they were dinosaurs?” Chang asked in disbelief.

“Yes, dinosaurs that were spared by God, given powers and made immortal when he destroyed their world millions of years ago.” He said.

“Why didn’t the gold dragon get to rule China?” Asia asked.

“The myth says that God didn’t think that the gold dragon possessed the virtue required to rule China.” Her Sifu answered. “The gold dragon was angry at God’s decision so Instead of trying to prove his worthiness to God and his brothers the gold dragon committed a forbidden act in order to get back at them.”

“What did he do?” Chang asked intrigued.

“He fell in love with a mortal and had nine sons.” Their Sifu replied. “When the supernatural council discovered what he had done they created the jade stone and the dragon sword that would give a worthy human the power to destroy him and his offspring.”

“Why couldn’t the immortals just do it themselves?” Asia asked.

“Because the immortals were spirits who made a vow to do no evil and that included murder.” Their sifu replied.

“But what about his brothers what did they say?’ Chang asked anxiously.

Their Sifu laughed. “I’m getting to that.” He replied. “The eight immortals told his brothers about their decision to destroy him and his brothers were given one last chance to deter him from his evil ways.” “But when his brothers confronted him he killed them and stole their essence.” “See the gold dragon couldn’t bear the thought of killing his children.”

“They wanted him to kill his children?” Asia asked sadly.

“Yes they were an abomination.” Her sifu replied. “And when he didn’t agree and killed his brothers the eight immortals were forced to go through with their plan to destroy them all.” “The immortals searched high and low until they found a worthy ally a young blacksmith and martial artist by the name of Longwei Lao.” “The myth says that an immortal possessed a human and tasked Longwei to make a sword for him with specific requirements, that sword would become the dragon sword.” “The immortal was also said to have paid Longwei with a stone made of pure jade and that when he touched it he gained superhuman abilities and skills.” “The immortal then revealed himself and the mission that Longwei must complete to save China.”

“And he just agreed?” Chang asked skeptically.

“Well probably not right away but the myth only tells us that he accepted the task and killed the nine dragon children.” Their sifu explained. “When the gold dragon found out what had been done he built an army led by Xiang Yu.”

“Wait, Xiang Yu that name sounds familiar,” Chang said.

“Yeah, Longwei helped the emperor Liu Bang defeat warlord Xiang Yu in the battle of Gaixia in 202 BC.” Their sifu replied. “He was also the uncle of Longwei’s best friend, Chin Ho.”

“That must have been awkward.” Asia chuckled.

“Yeah especially since when Longwei harnessed the essence of the dragon Chin-ho got powers too and they didn’t exactly see eye to eye on how to use them.”

“What, how did he get powers too?” Asia asked.

“Because everything in life must be balanced the yin has to have a yang.” Their sifu answered. “Now back to Xiang Yu.” “Xiang Yu helped the gold dragon kill hundreds of black Chinese men who resembled Longwei and enslaved hundreds more black Chinese including women and children in an attempt to lure Longwei out of hiding.”

“Why was he hiding if he had the dragon sword and the essence of the dragon?” Chang asked.

“He wasn’t hiding Longwei just needed time to adjust to the superpowers the essence gave him.” Their sifu explained. “Once he mastered his powers he defeated Xiang Yu then went after the gold dragon whom he defeated as well.”

“Well if all the dragons are dead then we have nothing to worry about,” Asia stated.

“That’s not the end of the story though.” Their sifu said. “See Chin Ho wanted revenge for Longwei causing the death of his uncle.” “But the only thing that could kill Longwei was the dragon sword and it never left his side.” “So while Longwei had been traveling all over China becoming this great warrior while Chin Ho spent his life searching for ways to defeat him.” “Years later Chin Ho finally got his chance at revenge.” “Longwei came home to Szechuan to retire and Chin Ho lured Longwei to his home with promise of a truce.” “He got Longwei drunk and then murdered him with the dragon sword.” “When Longwei took his last breath Chin Ho lost his powers and the story says he spent the last few years of his life searching for ways to get them back.” “See when Longwei decided to come home and retire he had a spell cast to trap the essence in a hidden medallion so that if he died the essence wouldn’t get into the wrong hands.” “ He also made it so that the essence could only be found by the powers of the jade stone which was linked by the eight immortals to Longwei’s bloodline.”

“So that means I’m a descendent of Longwei.” Asia said. “Ok so if Chin Ho lost his powers then he was no longer immortal so that mean that he’s dead too.” “So exactly who is there to save China from?” she asked.

“There will be people who want the essence, evil people and they will be willing to kill to get it.” Her sifu replied. “You are the key to finding the essence, you are connected to it now just like Longwei, and that means people will be looking for you too.” He said.

 

 

Asia Tao and The Essence of the Dragon (Prologue Part 2)

 

 

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Karma 1.1

Nikki Anderson was a bully. She was evil and mean. She never missed the chance to belittle someone or hurt someone’s feelings. Everyone thought she was a spoiled brat but no one would tell her to her face. Nikki was the richest and most popular girl at Woodham high school. She wore designer clothes and always had the most expensive weave. She thrived on the power that came with dating an older man who was one of the biggest drug dealers in Pensacola, FL. Everyone at school either feared her or wanted to be her. Therefore, when a new girl showed up in Nikki’s senior year that was richer and prettier she was pissed.

 

 

The new girl was even nice, so everyone genuinely liked her and they were not just pretending to. It had only been a month and the new girl had completely taken over. She was dating the plug that supplied Nikki’s boyfriend. She had been made the captain of the varsity cheerleading squad and she had gotten lead in the play. She had everything Nicole wanted. Her name was even prettier, Arianna.

 

 

Nikki had to pretend she liked Arianna but really, she hated her guts. Every day she would pray something bad would happen to her. Like she would fall off the top of the pyramid at cheerleading practice and sever her spine. However, little did Nikki know when you pray whole-heartedly for something bad to happen to another person the devil hears. If Nikki had known the severity of her words, she might have been more careful with what she said. She might have been more careful about what she wished for. If Nikki knew the power of the tongue and the effects it could have over her life she would have been a better person. Nevertheless, she did not know and by the time she had realized what she had done her fate had been sealed by karma.

 

“Come on guys! We got a game tomorrow!” Arianna yelled. “Pep it up!” she yelled.

 

“Man I hate her,” Nikki whispered to a fellow cheerleader.

 

“Yeah she’s so perfect it’s annoying,” Carmen whispered back.

 

“So you don’t just love her like everyone else?” Nicola asked jokingly.

 

“No, anyone that perfect has got to be hiding something,” Carmen said.

 

“I know right.” Nicole laughed.

 

“She’s not even that pretty,” Carmen said.

 

“I thought I was the only one that thought that.” Nikki giggled. “I don’t know what Brandon sees in her, she’s average to me.” “We should hang out after practice.”

 

“What happened to your girls Ashley and Brianna?” Carmen asked.

 

“They are both up Arianna’s ass,” Nikki replied.

 

“Damn. These hoes aren’t loyal.” Carmen laughed.

 

“Nikki and Carmen can you guys please pay attention!” Arianna called out. “We have to get this dance right and you two are a step behind.” She said.

 

“Did she just call us out?” Nikki asked Carmen angrily.

 

“I think so,” Carmen said.

 

“I’m so sick of this bitch!” Nikki exclaimed. Nikki dropped her pompoms and stormed to the front of the gym where Arianna stood. “Who do you think you are telling me that I’m a step behind?” Nikki screamed.

 

“I’m the captain!” Arianna yelled. “If you don’t like it you are welcomed to leave,” Arianna said with a smile.

 

“You know what? I think I will leave, I quit!” Nikki exclaimed.

 

“Me too!” Carmen yelled as she dropped her pompoms and followed Nikki out of the gym.

 

“I can’t believe we just did that!” Carmen exclaimed when she and Nikki reached the parking lot.

 

“That bitch is going to regret the day she ever crossed me,” Nikki said sternly.

 

“What are you going to do?” Carmen asked stunned.

 

“I don’t know yet but she is going to pay,” Nikki replied. “I hope she breaks her fucking leg!” Nikki yelled and she meant it with every fiber of her being.

 

 

 

 

Welcome To Fiction Diction

Weekly line up

 

 

Monday

(Runs asynchronously)

 

Death Before Dishonor

“Your dad always loved the ladies.” Bobby laughed as the locked the door to the gym.

“Yeah, that and stealing,” Roger said.

“You need a ride?” Bobby asked as they walked down the sidewalk to his car.

“Yeah, thanks,” Roger said.

“Hey, do you know that girl that comes into the gym every once in a while?” Bobby asked.

“Yeah she’s hot I tried to talk to her but she blew me off,” Roger replied with a smile.

“Well, you must have made some kind of impression because her father wants to train you,” Bobby said.

“Bobby you know I can’t pay for that,” Roger argued.

“He said he’d do it for free I heard he’s some kind of Kung Fu master,” Bobby said. “Here’s his number,” Bobby said as he handed Roger a piece of paper. “Kid this could be your big break.” He said as he unlocked the car door.

Roger ray smiled. I sure hope so, he thought.

 

Karma

Nikki had to pretend she liked Arianna but really, she hated her guts. Every day she would pray something bad would happen to her. Like she would fall off the top of the pyramid at cheerleading practice and sever her spine. However, little did Nikki know when you pray whole-heartedly for something bad to happen to another person the devil hears. If Nikki had known the severity of her words, she might have been more careful with what she said. She might have been more careful about what she wished for. If Nikki knew the power of the tongue and the effects it could have over her life she would have been a better person. Nevertheless, she did not know and by the time she had realized what she had done her fate had been sealed by karma.

 

The Bottom

As the music began to play Alexandria could feel everyone’s eyes on her. She began to feel less confident about her talent and when the beat dropped she froze.

Tony quickly stopped the beat. “You missed your cue.” He said.

“I know, play it again.” She said.

“Okay.” He said sarcastically as his friends began to snicker.

As the music started over Alexandria took a deep breath and this time when the beat dropped it was like a beast had been unleashed. If anyone had doubted Alexandria’s talent previously at that moment she had put all doubts to rest. When she was finished she smiled and took her headphones off.

“Can I hear it?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Tony replied.

 

Tuesday

 

Asia Tao and The Essence of the Dragon

Asia missed her parents dearly. All she had to remember them by was some weird ancient Chinese medallion that probably cost them their lives. Why did they always have to trek the world going on some dangerous adventure for ancient artifacts? Asia remembered her father saying the medallion was supposed to have some sort of magical powers back when they were searching for it but it just looked like an old piece of junk to her.

 

Shift

Ahote was a 17-year-old Native American from Greasewood, Arizona of the Navajo tribe. He and his family lived on a reservation especially for people like him. Ahote was a shapeshifter and hundreds of years ago most of his kind was killed off and forced from their tribes on suspicions of being a witch. Today shapeshifters from his blood tribe and other tribes from all over the world and different ethnicities lived on this private reservation in Arizona.

 

Wednesday

 

Poetry 

 

Thursday

 

Where He Brought Me From

Jessica Kealoha was a 24-year-old singer-songwriter who made her living singing in nightclubs and coffee houses. She was a woman with a grudge against men, a woman scorned and she let it show it her music. Jessica couldn’t be alone so she always found herself with some loser who would end up the subject of her next song. She felt like she was destined for more but she was stuck in a downward spiral, loser after loser, deadbeat after deadbeat. She had lost her father at the tender age of 14 to kidney failure and was left with an evil stepsister, a nonchalant mother, and a cruel stepfather. She never really learned how to love because she never truly felt any love. Her talents often went unrecognized at home and it made Jessica feel alone. Her stepfather who was often in a drunken rage about nothing constantly harassed her while her mother sat and watched aimlessly. As soon as Jessica turned eighteen she moved to New York with her money from waiting tables in Pensacola to try and live her somewhat impossible dream. She knew impossible like a childhood friend she always never quite met the mark but little did Jessica know this morning was different, things were about to change.

 

Dirty Little Bitches

Raquel saw Dominic across the room at the bar sipping a drink and conversing with a group of guys. Dominic was charming and sexy. His smile lit up a room and Raquel was determined to have him. Raquel was the type of woman you could never really be friends with because if you had something she wanted she had no problem taking it. Raquel was relentless and cutthroat two qualities that made her a piranha is the magazine world. She was at the top of her game an editor for one of the top fashion magazines. She had the best money could buy but she still wasn’t happy. Raquel wanted a husband so bad that she often was a mistress to already made families. She was getting tired of being the other woman she wanted a man of her own even if she had to take him from her best friend.

 

Friday

 

Flash Fiction

 

Saturday

 

I Know Your Type

Dawn never wanted to kill him she was a good girl. She was sweet, loyal and faithful but she had an uncontrollable temper. He had just set her off, she told herself it wouldn’t happen again but she knew it would because it kept happening over and over again. The first time was an accident but then she discovered she liked to kill. She liked hearing their screams for mercy it turned her on. They wanted it, they wanted to die and she wanted to help them. She could spot them a mile away an unfaithful man begging her to end their miserable lives. She liked to see them cry and beg for forgiveness. She wanted them to pray for it to end and she wanted to be their savior. She wanted to answer their prayers. Amen motherfucker she whispered then she lit a cigarette and walked out of the room into the hotel hallway.

 

Rockcity Rapland

“What’s going on dad?” Camilla asked.

“Don’t worry about it honey you and your mother just hide up here while I go downstairs,” he said.

Camilla and her mother hide in the closet of her bedroom as her father went downstairs to greet the intruders. Camilla heard arguing but she couldn’t make out what they saying then there were two gunshots and everything went quiet. Her mother started to cry as they heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

“Camilla you stay here.” She said.

“No mom, where are you going?” She whispered.

“They will kill you!” She cried.

“No matter what happens don’t you make a sound or come out of this closet.” her mother told her.

“Yes, ma’am.” she cried.

Camilla’s mother quietly stepped out of the closet and closed the door. Camilla could hear her make her way into the hallway.

“Mrs. Aquila there you are.” she heard a man say. “Your husband has taken something very valuable from me do you where it is?” He asked.

“Please.” Her mother begged. “I don’t know anything.” She answered.

“See now I just don’t believe that, Mrs. Aquila!” He screamed.

“No, I swear I have no idea where it is.” She pleaded. Then there was a single gunshot.

 

Codename: Bonnie and Clyde

“Look, Agent Bonnie, I know you guys have history but you two make a good team,” he said calmly. “I don’t want to take you off this case because we’re so close to catching Kimura but I will, so take it or leave it,” he said.

Angelica thought about it for a second. Clyde severely annoyed her but he wasn’t useless like everyone else, he could at least do his job.

“Okay, I’ll take it.” She uttered unhappily.

“Good.” He replied. He pressed the intercom on his desk and said, “Send in agent Clyde.”

Sunday

Inspirational Words