SCS(MD): Rise of a New King

*Chapter One* I sat in the Warden’s new chair, signing the contracts I’d received in a packet from Yurika, among other things that arrived that morning. Most of the paperwork was for clearance and money transfers, as I now provided the majority of funding to Mythos Peak, and being that this was a private institution,…

MOI(1): Dangerous Girls

*Chapter Three* The stairs seem to go on forever, it was a dizzying downward spiral that never seem to end, I wiped the mixture of blood, sweat, and tears from my eyes, feeling exhausted as I noticed I had only made it down to the twenty ninth floor. The place where this dance with death…

RDC(CLG): Redemption

*Volume V* +++ …*What’s wrong with the path you chose?” I asked sincerely, she had to have had an eventful life, she had to have had experienced so many amazing things through the years. “I’d have to start from the beginning, when I was still but a girl, yet becoming a woman. It was before…

RDC(CLG): Reparations

*Volume IV* 《 May, 1965 – Hour Unknown 》 Faces continued to change above me, and occasionally I’d feel the pain of entry, luckily most of them must not have been above average. I stopped counting once the the sixth man had crawled atop of me, and I no longer cried, as my body had…

RDC(CLG): Treason

*Volume III* 《 May, 1965 – Hour Unknown 》 “Gail..” Was I dead? The voice of God sounded so soothing and familiar, the way it caressed my ears reminded me of love, the strength in the tone gave me hope, my soul could finally embrace the serenity of death. “Gail, please..” Why did God sound…

RDC(CLG): Warrior

*Volume II* 《 April, 1965, 2100hrs  》 The heat was unbearable, and even though the sun had set, the humidity left us sopping wet and ripe. Some of the men had blistering on the soles of their feet from the excess friction and moisture, I had warned them to take precautions but they claimed I…

RDC(CLG): Taboo

*Volume I* 《 August, 1959, 0500 hrs 》 “Next recruit, please step forward and state your name for me.” “Private Woodrow, Baxter Woodrow.” I looked up from my notepad, when the resonant baritone rang out, my eyes assessed the man dressed in nothing but a pair of regulation boxer shorts for only a moment. His…