Twitter #vss365 (Very Short Stories) ~~ February

February 1st
Prompt: Script

“And this script will extract the data we want.”

“It’s like he’s speaking a foreign language,” Ashton muttered.

“Agreed,” Darby said, frowning at the computer.

“How does an ancient god know more about computers than you two?”

“Too much time on his immortal hands.”

February 2nd
Prompt: Sanity

“Potential side effect: Loss of Sanity,” Ashton said.

“Very low chance,” the witch reassured Darby.

“I’m not sure it’s worth it.”

“Well, I hear purple’s in this season.”

Darby glared and snatched the bottle, his magenta skin flushing to a lovely shade of mulberry.

February 3rd
Prompt: Fantasy

Ashton wiped the ectoplasm from his face. “I have this fantasy, that one day I won’t be called into work to deal with poltergeists.”

“Last time it was a hellhound fighting ring, not ghosts.”

Ashton gave Darby a look. “You’re being pedantic, and I need a vacation.”

February 4th
Prompt: Frantic

“The woman was quite frantic,” Darby said. “They always are. She probably just saw an overfed house cat.”

“Or, it could really be the Cat Sìth.”

“If the King o’ Cats is hiding behind a pub dumpster in Kingsbury, I’ll eat my hat.”

“You don’t have one.”

“Exactly.”

February 5th
Prompt: Atlas

“They’re trying to sell the cloak of Atlas the Titan?”

“No, this was supposedly from Atlas, the first king of Atlantis,” Darby said.

“That tourist trap?”

“Tourist trap or not, the cloak could be an important piece of history.”

“Or a fake.”

“Possibly.”

“Likely.”

February 6th
Prompt: Ritual

“This some kind of demonic ritual?” Ashton asked.

“No, but I think they were trying to imitate one.”

“How so?”

“Unless they were summoning the demon of–” Darby squinted at a symbol, “–sweaters, it’s fake.”

“Demon of sweaters not a thing?”

“Not that I know of.”

February 7th
Prompt: Enchanted

Enchanted items are logged and sent to Obscurus.”

Ashton snorted. “If our sorcerer knows we’ve sent his doodad to MI13, he’ll disappear.”

“But–”

“Do you want to keep him from killing again, or follow protocol?”

“Both,” Darby ground out.

“Can’t have both. Choose.”

February 8th
Prompt: Mules

“You can’t turn kids into donkeys,” Ashton said.

“They’re mules, not donkeys,” the witch said.

“What’s the difference?”

“Mules are the product of male donkeys and females horses, and often sterile,” Darby said.

“Now the kids are, too,” she said with an evil grin.

February 9th
Prompt: Pride

“They say that pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall,” Darby said.

The demon rolled the possessed man’s eyes. “As though demons have a cornerstone on pride. Have you seen the human race recently?”

“It’s not wrong, you know,” Ashton said.

February 10th
Prompt: Request

“Did you put in your request for leave yet?” Ashton asked.

“Yes,” Darby said.

“Any plans?”

“I’m visiting a friend, and we’re going to observe a pack of chupacabras in Texas.”

“Don’t you get enough of that stuff here?”

“It’s interesting.”

“You’re such a nerd.”

February 11th
Prompt: Ally

“Will the vamps cooperate?” Ashton asked.

“Doubtful, but we don’t want them to be too friendly, anyway,” Darby said.

“Why?”

“What happens if the other supernatural groups think we are #allies with the vampires?”

“Chaotic political bollocks?”

“Exactly.”

February 12th
Prompt: Judge

“My stuff can’t even do what you’re sayin’!” the woman protested.

“SOCO will be the judge of that,” Ashton said, as the shelves of the occult shop were slowly cleared.

“Most of this is for tourists,” Darby whispered.

“You want to bet someone’s life on that?”

February 13th
Prompt: Empire

“Vamps have their own empire?” Ashton asked.

“The enclaves need someone to keep them from falling into squabbles,” Darby said.

“Who rules them?”

“An empress. We don’t know much about her.”

“Is she real?”

“As long as they behave, does it matter?”

“I suppose not.”

February 14th
Prompt: Rookie

“I don’t see why we have to get the rookie,” Ashton grumbled.

“It’s only for a few months,” Darby reassured him. “Plus, we’re one of the few liaison teams, and training more will lighten the workload.”

“If he survives,” Ashton muttered. “I give him a week.”

February 15th
Prompt: Parody

“Is this supposed to be a parody?” Darby asked.

“Actually, I think they’re trying to be serious,” Ashton said.

The man in a ghastly werewolf costume dropped to his knees, then did a poor imitation of a howl.

Darby cringed. “I’m not sure Hamlet needs werewolves.”

February 16th
Prompt: Creed

“I thought human sacrifice went against their creed?” Ashton asked, looking up from the body.

“It’s Rede, not creed. ‘An ye harm none, do what ye will’,” Darby said.

“This looks harmful.”

“Then it wasn’t a wiccan.”

“And this?”

“Anyone can buy a pentagram.”

February 17th
Prompt: Greed

Greed does crazy things to a person,” Ashton said.

“Yes. Using ghouls to kill his grandfather for the inheritance was terrible,” Darby said.

“He got his, though. There was barely enough of him left to fill a gym bag after they turned on him.”

“Comeuppance, indeed.”

February 18th
Prompt: Infiltrated

“How did Mr. Bailey not notice a barghest had infiltrated his flock?” Ashton asked, going over the report.

“Bad eyesight?” When Ashton gave Darby a look, he shrugged. “His real dog and sheep didn’t seem to mind.”

“Did it kill him?”

“They’re omens, not killers.”

February 19th
Prompt: Purpose

“You did that on purpose!” Darby accused, brushing himself off.

“Of course I did. You should have seen your face when they dove at you,” Ashton said.

“Cockatrices are dangerous–that was not funny!”

“Maybe not for you.”

“Ridiculous. You and this illegal breeder.”

February 20th
Prompt: Soldier

“You were a soldier?” Darby asked.

“Yeah,” Ashton said, not elaborating.

“Did you see anything in the middle east?”

“Yeah, sand.”

“No, I mean–”

“I know what you meant.” There was a long silence. “There’s things out there best left alone, and not talked about.”

Twitter #vss365 (Very Short Stories) ~~ January

January 1st
Prompt: Charlatan

When Ol’ Jenny came to town
They threw stones and tore her gown

Charlatan!” the townsfolk cried
When the crops withered and died

Preacher claimed a witch she be;
They hung her at the crossroad tree

Cursed ’em with her final breath
And now their lands know only death.

January 2nd
Prompt: Obfuscate

Obfuscate!” she yelled, throwing her hand up in a stop gesture.

A chuckle followed her from the dark as she staggered away.

“Oh, Little Witch, you won’t be rid of me that easily.” His thrown knife ended the sentence, and her cry of pain pulled a smile from him.

January 3rd
Prompt: Unicorn

“Is that–“

“No.”

“It really looks like–”

“I said no.”

Someone had tried to keep the zombie horse’s mouth shut by impaling it with a machete, making it look like…

“It’s not a unicorn .”

“No, it’s clearly a zombicorn.”

“I almost hate that enough to kill you.”

January 4th
Prompt: Latent

“Did you check the house for latent spells?”

“Do I look like an amateur to you?”

“I’m not sure you want me to answer that question.”

Ashton scowled, but responded; “Yes, I checked. Happy?”

“Not particularly. Three dead, and a missing warlock? I’ve had better days.”

January 5th
Prompt: Disinter

“What’s he done now?”

Disinterred corpses, and relieved them of their personal effects.”

“Jewelry?”

“And body parts. Best of both worlds, really. Jewelry to pawn, and parts to the black magic folks.”

“You’re sick, Darby.”

“No, just practical.”

“Same difference.”

January 6th
Prompt: Yip

“Should he be doing that?” Ashton asked, leery of the yipping man.

“Well, he is a werewolf,” Darby said hesitantly.

“What do we do, Mr. Expert?”

“Animal control?”

“Not likely.”

“Have you got a collar and leash?”

“Don’t try to rope me into your kinks, Darby.”

January 7th
Prompt: Obviate

“Staking a vampire does not obviate the removal of the head.”

“How informative,” Ashton said. He pulled out the hacksaw, then gave it to Darby. “Being a liaison doesn’t obviate your duty to make sure the vamp is dead,” Ashton explained with a grin at Darby’s grimace.

January 8th
Prompt: Usurpers

Usurpers!” the caged pixie shrieked as Ashton put him in the back of their car.

“Murderers!”

“Will he do this all the way to the station?”

“Human filth!”

“Probably. He’s on the fae drug he’s been dealing.”

“Which one?”

“Revel.”

“Oh, he’s in for a rough night.”

January 9th
Prompt: Kinetic

Darby displayed the sigil on the bottom of the swing. “They’re reaping or feeding on the kinetic energy created by the children.”

“That’s why they’re tired?”

“Yes, and it urges them to keep swinging.”

“For how long?”

“With no one to stop them? Until they pass out.”

January 10th
Prompt: Inquisitive

“Darby, get this thing off me,” the creature said. The satori sat on Ashton’s tensed shoulder.

“It’s just inquisitive , no need for hysterics. The Japanese liaison will be here soon.”

Then the satori growled at Darby.

“Couldn’t agree more,” Ashton said.

January 11th
Prompt: Lively

“Quite the lively bunch,” Ashton said.

“Yes, but mostly harmless,” Darby reassured him.

“Mostly?”

“There are good and bad nixie.” He gestured to the otters playing in the park pond. “These nixie chose to be around humans, but wild nixie warrant far more caution.”

January 12th
Prompt: Languor

Ashton’s body and mind were languorous, and the only thing that mattered was her.

Darby shouted for a medic, and did his best to drag Ashton along with him.

“I’d rather like to visit her again.”

“Not if I can help it,” Darby muttered. “Damnable sirens.”

January 13th
Prompt: Opaline

“The murder weapon is a fancy dagger?”

“It’s an athame; a ritualistic dagger used by certain practitioners of magic.”

“Right, so a fancy dagger.”

Darby sighed. The opaline quality of the gem in the hilt shimmered. “Anyway, I think they’re using it to trap souls.”

January 14th
Prompt: Fibrous

Ashton eyed the #fibrous material of the noose from which the homemade doll hung. It was too fine for normal rope.

“What is that?”

“The victim’s hair.”

“How’d they get enough for a noose?”

“The victim recently donated their hair. A good deed turned bad by voodoo.”

 

January 15
Prompt: Flourish

The man waved his arms with a flourish, grandly pronouncing words of utter gibberish.

“I believe this is one of yours,” Darby said, eyes avoiding the man’s stark form.

“Not a wizard or sorcerer, then?”

“Certainly not.”

“Tough break for him when he finds out.”

January 16th
Prompt: Yearning

“Their bites are like a drug–destroying the vampire won’t kill the yearning.”

The man was in cuffs in the back of a police vehicle.

“Guess he thought it didn’t hurt to try,” Ashton said.

“He could have died.”

“Maybe he’d rather be dead than live with that need.”

January 17th
Prompt: Riparian

“Kelpies are usually found in the riparian zone of a river or body of water.”

“You should have gotten me a pocket dictionary for Christmas instead of a tie. English please, Pointdexter.”

Darby pinched the bridge of his nose. “On the shore.”

“See? Was that so hard?”

January 18th
Prompt: Muddled

“He’s muddled on his account of the incident.”

“Fae mischief, or embarrassment?”

“Both. Would you want to admit to relations with a goblin you thought was a daoine sídhe, because she illegally used glamour?”

Ashton grimaced.

“Exactly. I’ll contact Fae relations.”

January 19th
Prompt: Articulate

“Having decomposed, the skeleton’s bones are articulated with necromantic magic, allowing it to move.”

“Great,” Ashton said, reloading his weapon. “How do I kill it, Professor?”

The sharp report of his shot rang through the air.

“Um…”

“If I die, I’m haunting you.”

January 20th
Prompt: Jasmine

“Can I tempt you with some jasmine for your garden? To attract love to your door?” With a coy smile she ran a finger down Darby’s chest.

Ashton snickered as Darby let out a strangled; “No,” then backed away. “We’re here to ask about wood nymphs.”

She sighed. “Pity.”

January 21st
Prompt: Obstinate

“The ichthyocentaurs combine the most frustrating traits of its parts: obstinance, pride, and vanity.”

“They sound like real winners.”

“Well, they certainly think so, and they’re starting trouble with the local seafolk.”

“Of course they are,” Ashton grumbled.

January 22nd
Prompt: Rigmarole

“What’s this rigmarole about vamp murders?” the Captain barked.

“You make it sound like they’re the murderers.”

“Aren’t they?”

“Not this time,” Ashton said, before Darby went into a diatribe.

“Then find who’s re-killing ’em before a fang freak cries to the press.”

January 23rd
Prompt: Cacophony

The cacophony from the cages was deafening.

“When our guy found a magical way to fuse animals, his first idea was this?” Ashton yelled, and pointed to the screeching, flapping creature.

“Maybe he likes Wizard of Oz?”

“Well, we’re definitely not in Kansas, Dorothy.”

January 24th
Prompt: Happen

“Why did you let that happen?” Darby gingerly touched his nose.

“Is it my job to step in front of the punch when you shoot off at the mouth?”

“I beg your-”

“You asked the witch if she was, ‘a lady of the night’.”

“Well–”

“You’re lucky all she did was punch you.”

January 25th
Prompt: Amaze

“Do you know what amazes me?” Darby asked.

“Will you leave off?”

“Every time I tell you not to touch something, you never listen.”

“It was a doorknob. Not some magic doodad.”

“A doorknob to a trap room.”

“You going to complain, or help me look for a way out?”

January 26th
Prompt: Range

“What’s the range on this heart-stopping spell?” Ashton asked.

“It depends on many factors.”

“So you don’t know?”

“I would know, if I had all the necessary information.”

“Should I update my will?”

“Only if you plan on subjecting the spellcaster to your presence.”

January 27th
Prompt: Adversary

“Vampires and weres wax and wane as adversaries throughout history,” Darby informed Ashton.

“Isn’t that some kind of urban legend made up by Hollywood?”

“Not exactly, but greatly exaggerated, to be sure.”

“No one is immune to war, I suppose.”

“People rarely are.”

January 28th
Prompt: Could

“How could you let that roam free?” Ashton asked, pointing to the wolpertinger in the cage.

“It wasn’t harming anyone.”

“Except the local livestock, and your neighbor’s cat,” Darby observed.

“Serves her right. Mrs. Davies has always been too nosy for her own good.”

January 29th
Prompt: Tremendous

Tremendous job on that werewolf kerfuffle, you two!” the captain said.

“Thank you, sir.”

Once the captain was gone, Darby whispered; “We didn’t do anything, just mediated.”

“Take praise where you can, Darby. Especially from the captain, and especially with you.”

January 30th
Prompt: Extra

“Do you not have any #extra salt on you?”

“I left my condiments in my other jacket,” Ashton scathingly replied.

“Leave it to you to not pack basic supplies on a witch investigation,” Darby scolded.

“I thought we were here to interview her, not cook her a meal.”

January 31st
Prompt: Rosy

“Her cheeks were #rosy! She’s a vamp!”

“She’s not a vampire; that was make-up for her funeral,” Darby said.

The patrol car took the man away, and Ashton shook his head. “Good thing stakes don’t kill a vamp, or we’d have more twice-dead corpses than we could handle.”

Twitter #vss365 (Very Short Stories) ~~ October

October 1st
Prompt: Night

Deep within’ the darkest night
You’re prayin’ for that mornin’ light
Pounding hearts and gasping breath
Looking back will be your death

‘Run,’ the hungry voices bade
Sharpened claws like burning blades
Blood so hot; the moon is black
You’ve made such a lovely snack

October 2nd
Prompt: Murder

The woman was accused of murder,
and they hung her from a tree.
She cursed them as she choked;
her body swaying in the breeze.

Little did the townsfolk know,
she committed not the crime.
Now neither her nor my husband,
will hurt this heart of mine.

October 3rd
Prompt: Blood

“The price is blood! You have me–don’t do this!” she cried, pulling on her chains.

“Oh, child,” the witch cooed. “Who said it was your blood?” The slice was quick and deep. Her lover could do nothing more than widen his eyes before he died. “Enjoy your immortality.”

October 4th
Prompt: Organs

“What’ll be yer pleasure?”

Her grin was a hair too wide, but he was too drunk on her beauty and tequila to notice.

“I won’t spoil the surprise,” she said, stroking a finger down his face. It trailed lower, over his abdomen and the tasty organs inside. “Or my dinner.”

October 5th
Prompt: Away

Crosses for the vampires
With demons it’s a prayer
Wolfsbane for a lycanthrope
Avoid all caves; they’re lairs
Listen not to sirens’ songs
Cold iron for the fae
Listen now, and these will
Keep these creatures well away

October 6th
Prompt: Demon & Delusions (Poem)

Hiding behind her smile
Was the demon lurking inside
My heart fell for her kindness
And my soul fell for her lies

Though I know I’m damned
And my delusions are shattered
I’ll love her even while I burn
‘Cause she’s the only one that’s mattered

October 7th
Prompt: Music

Thunder of paws
Panting breath
Howls shatter the night

The thrill of the hunt
The fear of the prey
Teeth bared for the struggle and fight

Down they fall
Pain and screams
On toward death they spiral

Eternal dance
Bloody and joyous
Moving to music most primal

October 8th
Prompt: Perfume

At first, he smelled her perfume everywhere: the store, the park–even her grave. It faded with time, until it never happened.

He woke with a start, her scent heavy on the air.

“Did you miss me?” she asked with a hoarse voice, and then kissed away his screams.

October 9th
Prompt: Bones

She rolled the bones, which were yellowed by age and firelight, and they clattered in the circle.

“What do they say?” the other woman asked.

“Depends on your view.”

“What?”

“Good for me. Bad for you.”

Her gods demanded blood, and she was happy to oblige.

October 10th
Prompt: Lovers

“Please,” he begged, as his cracked lips bled.

“What? Not having fun?” she asked, and then licked away the blood on his mouth.

He shuddered, and the chains holding him rattled, but he didn’t pull away.

“Remember, lover: you’re the one who summoned the succubus.”

October 11th
Prompt: Skin

He took her skin and kid it well
The Maiden of the Sea
Her mournful calls to kith and kin
Did not deter his glee

The selkie soon became his wife
And gave him many sons
But when she found her skin again
Back home she did run

October 12th
Prompt: Monster

“I’m not sure if we should leave you here, or take you with us.”

“Or kill her,” Jeffrey rumbled.

Mr. Hoffman’s eyes cut over to his bodyguard. “You don’t repay someone saving your life by killing them, Jeffrey. I’d like to think I’m not that much of a monster.”

October 13th
Prompt: Pearl

“Did you hear about Susan?”

“Everyone has. Her poor mama must be clutchin’ her pearls!”

“She’s always been a bit of a wild child, but a vampire?” The woman shuddered.

The other woman nodded, but resisted the urge to touch her inner thigh and the bite scars there.

October 14th
Prompt: Worse

When the Darkest King is called
Man’s empire will surely fall
Chaos yearns for pain and death
Calling for your final breath

Then will come the King of Light
To purge away the Darkest night
But Light’s reign may just be a curse
Be careful, or things may get worse

October 15th
Prompt: Alone

And what can I say
When at the end of the day
The cracks in my mind
Have grown so wide
I’ve fallen right through?

I’m left there alone
My broken thoughts sown
With the darkness inside
I’m barely alive
And I’m screaming for you

October 16th 
Prompt: Chunk

“It was a small chunk,” she protested.

“Small? A mouthful is ‘small’?”

“Well, next time don’t leave your snacks out for all and sundry.” The woman gestured to the pale man lying on the carpet, a tourniquet on his leg.

“Fine. I’ll label them next time.”

October 17th 
Prompt: Darkness

His face was hidden by a giant deer skull mask, with antlers like tall branches, and darkness for eyes.

“You can’t take my sister!” Thomas yelled.

“I can. She has eaten our food, and drank of our spring. She is ours.”

“No!” But he was too late–they’d vanished.

October 18th
Prompt: Ghost

“Are you a ghost, or am I crazy?” he whispered.

One side of her mouth quirked up in a smile, and humor danced in her eyes. “Maybe both. Maybe neither.” She shrugged, and held out her hand. “Does it matter?”

“No, it doesn’t.” He sobbed and reached for her.

October 19th
Prompt: Devour

There are tales of succubi
Whispered hushed and low
And for a single coin of gold
I’ll tell you what you want to know

Call to her in middle night
Then bow before her power
And if you ask her nice enough
Perhaps your soul she will devour

October 20th
Prompt: Dirt

“God made dirt, and dirt don’t hurt,” he drawled, and patted the coffin lid in a comforting manner.

The screams and pleas were barely audible over the man’s humming as he lowered the coffin into the ground; each thud of dirt on the lid a proverbial coffin nail.

October 21st
Prompt: Oblivion

“Art drank himself into oblivion again,” Ethan said.

Ken chuckled. “Where’d they find him this time?”

“Professing his love to the horse statue in town square.”

“Yikes. How’d Laura take it?”

“Well, I hope her sister hides her knives before Art gets out of jail.”

October 22nd
Prompt: Soul

*Traitor!* the ghosts wailed.

“Traitor, but not a murderer,” I whispered. “I won’t kill them.”

*Someone must pay,* they growled as one.

Justice hadn’t been enough.

“I know.” At this, they washed over me like a tsunami, ripping my soul to shreds.

“I’m sorry…”

October 23rd
Prompt: Invincible

“You’re not invincible, you know,” she said, as the needle poked through the solid flesh near his ragged wound.

“I know,” he grumbled. “But why be immortal if you can’t push your limits?”

“Being gutted in a bar fight is not a ‘limit’.”

“Says you.”

October 24th
Prompt: Cellar

“Why would a ghost be in our cellar? Seems a stupid place to haunt.”

“Some kid got murdered down here, or something.”

Neither boy went down the stairs, but Jack was patient. He had plenty of time to ‘make’ new friends, and smiled wide as the boys closed the door.

October 25th
Prompt: Alive

“If we find her alive, Zan can work the diplomacy angle all he wants,” Kailen said, checking his gear one last time.

“If she isn’t?” Nic asked.

Kailen’s eyes remained on his sword as he sharpened its edges. “Then they won’t be, either, for much longer.”

October 26th
Prompt: Horror

Alec watched in horror as the men in black armor cut down everyone around them. He grabbed the arm of the Commander, and shouted; “Stop! You said no one would be hurt!”

The man looked down with a half smile. “They’re not hurt if they’re dead.”

October 27th
Prompt: Shriek

The shriek of the ghost was relentless, as it had been every night from 3 to 4 a.m. since they’d moved in.

“I can’t take much more,” Jake mumbled into his coffee.

“You’re the one who wanted cheap rent,” Gail accused, her voice like acid on his frayed nerves.

October 28th
Prompt: Grave

“You are in grave danger.”

Quint raised an eyebrow. “So? What else is new?”

The angel in white robes blinked in shock. “You are not taking this seriously.”

“I move questionable magic items, so danger is the status quo. Unless you have a real warning, buzz off.”

October 29th
Prompt: Eternal

Some will claim their love’s eternal;
More plentiful than the stars in the sk
y.

But take some advice from this immortal:
Eternal love is life’s cruelest lie.

October 30th
Prompt: Warm

The cicadas sang, and humidity hung heavy in the Florida night. She shivered, and pulled the blanket tighter around her.

“Will I ever be warm again?”

“Not even while you turn to ash beneath the sun,” he replied. He’d told her, but no one ever listened.

October 31st
Prompt: Raven

Raven , raven, black as night
Mocking laughter
Keen eyes bright

What omen ill brings you to me?
Your knowledge vast
From Prophecy

Have you, then, foreseen my death?
Are here to guide
My soul to rest?

“Begone,” I say! I beg of thee.
“I won’t go!”
I flee

I flee