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Artistic Slashing Ch.17
Chapter 17Showdown at the Rest Stop Inn.Betty slipped out of the back door of her chalet and into the storm. The rain lashed her face as she scanned the area. The poisonous bitch Ja’net was in the last occupied chalet, and Betty could see the life signs in there fading one by one.That must have been what was wrong wi...
The Waystation Ch.43
Chapter 43The City of the Sun IIIThe interior of the tower was far from welcoming. An imposing entryway flanked by stone knights, complete with the familiar bronze sun symbol on their chests, led into a wide, curved room with a long counter on one wall.Bert wandered over to it, his eyes caught by some writing carved in...
Artistic Slashing Ch.16
Chapter 16Hitchhiker IIBetty lay back, her hooves resting on the tub's edge, and enjoyed the warmth as steam rose gently from the bath. The advantage of such a large bath was being able to revert to her true self.Having a tail sounded cool and different, but really, it was a hassle. You could never sit comfortably,...
Artistic Slashing Ch.15
Chapter 15Hitchhiker I“You need to be more careful, Bet’ti,” Sa’ra said as she frowned at her.“I know,” Betty sighed. This woman was starting to get on her nerves. Betty had never been a fan of unsolicited advice. More so when that advice came with a heavy dose of condescension.“That last town before I me...
Artistic Slashing Ch.14
Chapter 14Bonkers IIBetty dashed from alley to alley, sprinting between backyards and fences as she moved back toward the richer area of town where the two women lived. It was exhilarating. She grinned to herself as she approached the first target. It seemed like that crafting session had taken longer than she planned....
Artistic Slashing Ch.13
Chapter 13Bonkers IThis wasn’t a hunt; it was a bloody joke. Or rather, a bloodless joke. The three hooded women had exited the shop, their hoods dropped and stuffed into their handbags. They were… well. Dull. Three nattering middle-aged women, no different than any of the others. If they had been from Earth, they ...
The Waystation Ch.42
Chapter 42The City of the Sun IIThe steel spike bit deeply into the stone, and the Hudson Express’ treads bit into the roadway as it strained. Groaning noises came from the giant stone pillar holding up the gate, but it refused to fall.“Bloody hell. This thing just won’t give way!” Bert growled in frustration a...
The Waystation Ch.41
Chapter 41The City of the Sun IBert was willing to admit he was hiding. He felt no shame in it at all. Anything to avoid the near nuclear war that was Bell and their ‘daughter’ having a discussion.It looked like a blazing argument to him, but they were both very firm about him merely overreacting.He winced at a ser...
Artistic Slashing Ch.12
Chapter TwelveAn Evolving Situation IIBetty strode away from the camp for the last time. A quick nap and a long shower had left her feeling refreshed and ready. The forest opened before her as she moved away from the field where the bus had landed a few days ago. Following the direction that it had left from was all th...
Artistic Slashing Ch.11
Chapter ElevenAn Evolving Situation.Betty stared at the words, the world still frozen and unmoving.“What the Hell is a class evolution?” She asked.Class Evolutions are offered at-First Class - Level 25.Second Class - Level 50.Class evolutions allow the Class to change and gain new abilities or specialties.Proceed?...
Artistic Slashing Ch.10
Chapter TenSnatch and Grab IIYou have died…Betty wasn’t sure what she was expecting when she died. Various faiths had theories and beliefs about the subject. All of them, she was sure, consisted of more than three words and three dots.She waited for something to happen.Nothing did.An age passed as she rested in com...
Artistic Slashing Ch.9
Chapter NineSnatch and Grab.Betty slipped out of the water a few hundred feet down from the Docks. A quick Slasher Step moved her deeper into the forest before she crouched down, scanning the area with her Slasher Senses.Nothing was moving near her. She could dimly hear movement over by the Boat Shed, but that was fine...
The Waystation Ch.40
Chapter 40Buried, Burned, And Bloody IIIThe Express trundled through the night, slowly towing the enormous Trailer One. An hour had passed since they first got underway, and their speed had barely increased.“I wish I could go check on Scruff,” Wendy said as she lay on the dashboard and stared into the night. “Do ...
The Waystation Ch.39
Chapter 39Buried, Burned, And Bloody IIBert stood in front of the Waystation and felt the sweat beading on his neck and back. This place honestly terrified him. His mind flashed back to the first time he had seen the rolling grasslands before him. The shapes that had moved in the grass. It had been blind luck that his ...
The Waystation Ch.38
Chapter 38Buried, Burned, and Bloody. IBell watched Bert nervously. He had been very quiet and withdrawn since they left the new town and its weird cult-like people. He had barely eaten or slept. All he did was sit and stare ahead as the Waystation rolled its slow way across the scrubland.Even irritating him didn’t s...
Artistic Slashing Ch.8
Chapter 8Hide and Seek. IIIt was Betty’s Slasher Senses that saved her.She was jogging lightly toward her mine when she noticed something at the edge of her perception. There was a life sign in the tree up ahead. That was weird; she had never seen a living creature other than the camp counselors since the bus left. N...
Artistic Slashing Ch.7
Chapter Seven.Hide and Seek.Betty crouched behind a boulder and peered at the scene below her. It was pretty amusing. Someone had tried to use one of the Campers’ Cabins to get a little frisky. Too bad they chose the one with the dead bodies in it.That’ll spoil the mood in a hurry, Betty thought as she grinned.It s...
Artistic Slashing Ch.6
Chapter SixThat’s what Trash Mobs are for. II“Bleh,” Betty said as she woke up. She really needed to find some toothpaste. She rinsed her mouth out with some water and did her morning stretches, well, afternoon stretches… what time was it anyway? She never carried a watch. Who did these days? “Would have been...
Artistic Slashing Ch.5
Chapter FiveThat’s what Trash Mobs are forBetty followed in the forest as the Trash Mob boy moved through the camp. He left the counselors’ area behind and went into the Cafeteria briefly. Coming back out with a bottle of drink and some weird green chips that tasted like grass to Betty.He moved on through the campg...
Artistic Slashing Ch.4
Chapter FourYou made me do this. IIShe moved slowly as she went back, eyes peeled for anything of use. A commotion from the counselor’s cabins drew her attention to the area. Betty arrived just in time to see SerialSam getting dragged from his cabin and beaten by the other boys as the girls cheered. A grim smile play...
Artistic Slashing Ch.3
Chapter ThreeYou made me do this.The first day after she found her new hidey-hole was pretty bad. That first night of sleep had come with more nightmares than she could count. First, the faces of the two aliens she had killed chased her through the night. They asked her why and called her a murderer and a monster. Wors...
Artistic Slashing Ch.2
Chapter TwoThis wasn’t my idea. IIFollowing the water line as she went, Betty kept thinking about what happened. The… whatever it was, attacked her first. It gave her no choice. A glance over at the water made her freeze. Mirrored in its surface, Betty squinted at the twin suns. Red and yellow, twins. An asteroid f...
Artistic Slashing Ch.1
Chapter OneThis wasn’t my idea.Betty glared at the fence. How on earth did she end up in this situation? Her family had been nagging at her, that’s how. Apparently, saying you wanted to spend your thirty-fifth birthday alone in a nice hotel room, eating room service, and watching pay-per-view movies was ‘sad’ a...
Artistic Slashing - A Mistverse Novella!
Hey everyone,In the last few weeks, I have been working on a small spin-off novella set in the same universe as The Waystation.I'm pleased to tell you that it is nearing completion and will be posted soon!Next week I will release the first half of the book right here on Patreon for everyone, with the second half co...
The Waystation Ch.37
Chapter 37The Way Back IIIWith most of the wall completed, the Waystation began to creep forward. It took over an hour to move out of the town completely. The various spikes were moved as needed, maintaining control of the land.Ultimately, it had taken another full day for Bert to be ready to move the Waystation out of...
The Waystation Ch.36
Chapter 36The Way Back IIThe figure leaped into the air, clearing the walls in a single bound. Their feet slammed down, leaving little craters as they landed.“Bert J. Hudson! Get your ass out here right now!” The voice called into the night.Bert growled as he rolled out of bed. He was sure he remembered getting mor...
The Waystation Ch.35
Chapter 35The Way Back I“There’s a whole world out there,” Bell said in a sing-song voice.“I like your road,” Bert said, trying to change the subject. He and Bell were once more in the control tower of the Waystation. The expansive circular stone room was lit by the see-through crystal walls that gave a full ...
The Waystation Ch.34
Chapter 34Farming, Fighting, and Feelings III“Six months!” Felicia stormed back and forth in Larry’s Study. “I can’t even talk to them for six months!”“It is of no importance,” Larry said soothingly, “They are coming. The window would have long passed even without this… complication.” Larry tried ...
The Waystation Ch.33
Chapter 33Farming, Fighting, and Feelings. IINadine frowned and watched the Lich King of the City of the Dead walk out into the night.She was back.Her Ale House was back too.Now what?She turned around, casting a careful eye over the new Waystation. It was almost exactly how she remembered it… except… she could feel...
The Waystation Ch.32
Chapter 32Farming, Fighting, and Feelings. IA Banshee’s smile can mean many things, most of which Bert suspected were bad news. As the pixie reluctantly put away her knives, to the visible relief of the fairy whose fingers shook as she put away her own knife.“I don’t think we have any refreshments,” The Banshee...
