30th

30th October: he was born.

"He's coming".

It was a Thursday morning. October 30th 1997 in Minna. The wind blew harder than was expected,
considering the weather of the past 29 days. The forecasts predicted a warm morning with a lot of sunlight in
 the afternoon, but it was not even close. By 7:00am, that was already obvious.

Sinistar: rise of Underground (short story)

Here's the short story I promised yesterday.

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Sinistar #1: petty scam

Two boys were seen in a fairly busy junction, behind a parked car. They were having a discussion.

"What if we get caught?" Said the less confident one.

"Trust me, this'll work" It was probably this one's idea.

"This road is as busy as people are impatient". Said the sharp-looking guy in a polo shirt.

The wake #10:eclipse (finale)

The wake #10: eclipse

As Blimey regained his consciousness, he saw two people standing over him. Waiting for him to wake up.

"Nice to finally meet you". Netsa (A.K.A Darkshadow) started the conversation.

"I wouldn't say the same", Blimey replied.

"I can't argue with that, son"

"Don't call me that you villain!" Blimey spat. The eyes he looked at him with, Netsa could only be glad he was tied up.

"Now why would you call me that? I may look like... This" Netsa said, referring to his face. "But on the inside, I'm a good person. You'll see"

Encounter with myself

This may or may not be a true story.

Artwork by ViKing

A story of how I met "myself"

The wake #9: awakened

And here is the ninth.

The wake #9: awakened

"Arghhh". Blimey screamed like he was being crucified. It was like he had lost control of himself. He was walking aimlessly and bashing himself into things. And everything was blurred. His sight was just like the noise displayed on a TV screen when there's no signal.

There was a lone slow minion left behind and he (or it) was coming to catch up with the rest.

The minion kept coming, and Blimey kept rampaging. And then they met.

Blimey bashed the minion with force. They both fell to the ground.

Blimey's arm became normal again, and somehow, the person he bashed into was himself again.

He looked like a "garage boy", but he was probably a student. He yawned. Then stretched. All Blimey could say was " Hm".

The wake #8: Darkshadow

The 8th installment.

The wake #8: Darkshadow

The horde came at them like a group of hungry tigers hustling for meat. The looks on their faces was weird. Their eyes were red and looked like they were going to pop out, and most of them had their teeth out wide open. What made it even more scary was the fact that they were actually real humans before. While Smiles was making we're going to die jokes and Yusuf was just quietly considering his life so far, Blimey was thinking... And he just got an idea.

the wake #7: horde

I've finished writing "the wake", and it feels good. After this, there are three more, which I'll publish here:
wake #8: Darkshadow
wake #9: Awakened
wake #10: eclipse

Don't miss any of it. And if you've not been reading at all, please start from the beginning. Its easy to find, in the sidebar.

The wake #7: horde

In the underground facility where most of his operations were done, Netsa was supervising his henchmen and making sure everything went as planned. Then Seb came to him.

"Hey man. How's it going?"

"Why don't you go straight to the point? Its about my sleep isn't it?"

"Sorry. I wanted to ask the general question first". Seb said.

"Well, since that dream interrupted my planned two hour streak, I've been me since".

"Why is it that every time you get a taste of sleep, that dream comes up?"

"Can you even call it a dream? I can't even call that sleep. My eyes were just closed and I remembered"

"Netsa, don't worry. Were getting close".

"Oh, really? And have you found a match?"