Novels by QuickShot1445

Homeless Man: Dragging my cart behind me, I stop at a dumpster. Pushing open the lid, I dig in. I push past all the empty containers and wrappers before finally finding it. "Yes," I cry, smiling as I jump and grab it. Pulling out from the dumpster a box of expired candy bars, I immediately eat one while throwing the box into my cart. "Well, now that I've found dinner, I can go back home." I smile and sing to myself as I chew and savor the oh-so-ever sweet, sweet taste of chocolate and nuts. It's late into the night when I make my way back home. Parking my cart at the side of my home, I climb into my box and snuggle up with my blanket. Sleep comes quickly, and I feel myself about to drift away when, out of nowhere, I hear a boom. "Wha the--," I shout. I throw my blanket to the side and climb out of my box. Pushing myself up, I look around for where that boom could have come from. It sounded so close as if it was right in this alley, but I didn't see anything. Feeling nervous, I run

SpeedBlade: Screaming as the cannon fires, all four of us are thrown into the air. I hit the floor hard as I land. Landing on my front, I push myself over and up. Rubbing my head as I push myself up, I wave the smoke away. "Justice? QuickShot? JumpStart! Where are you guys? Hello?" With every step I take, I hunch over in pain. My hip hurts. My leg is aching. I am limping, not walking. "Hello? Can you guys hear me? Hello!" "SpeedBlade," someone yells. As soon as I hear my own name, I feel the pain eases a little. "Hello?" Still limping, I limp up and down as I try to pinpoint the source of the voice in all this smoke. "SpeedBlade," someone else shouts. "SpeedBlade, is that you?" "Yes," I answer. "Yes! It's me! Who are you?" "Ms. Justice," Ms. Justice shouts back. "Wait, where are you?" "Ms. Justice," a third voice says. "JumpStart? I can hear you guys but I can't see any o

QuickShot:Fighting through the headache as I push myself up, I hear Dr. Cho's voice."Fire," she shouts, "Fire and bring this whole place down!"I hear the sound of the energy cannon going off and look. A red blast is heading for a crumbling ceiling."If it hits," I tell myself, "If it hits, and the ceiling comes falling down."I look at Ms. Justice as I picture the ceiling coming down. I imagine her being crushed, and as I do, I feel something building up inside of me."No," I scream, shooting out my hand. As I shoot out my hand, it glows a bright red. I feel my power flowing out, only it feels different from before. It doesn't feel like I'm losing energy. If anything, it feels like I'm gaining more energy. Like I'm powering up myself.Using my newfound energy, I focus a barrier around the blast. I watch with a smile as the blast with a barrier hits the ceiling. My barrier is more than able to absorb the full power

SpeedBlade: I unleash my mightiest battle cry as I charge toward the Iron Fist armor. Swinging my sword, the Iron First blocks it, sparks flying off of its arms and I attack it over and over again. The Iron Fist throws its massive metal arm but I use my speed to run out of the way. Running around the armor, I rush forward and thrust my sword into the back of the armor. However, the armor withstood my sword. My blade slips and slides to the side. Hearing Dr. Cho, I look at her as her eyes glow. She raises her arm before sending it back. Turning back to the armor, I see its elbow heading right for me. Hitting and knocking me back, I hold my head and shake it. "Your sword is no match for my Iron Fist armor," Dr. Cho says, laughing as the Iron Fist turns around. "Do yourself a favor and just run. Run away, you old, old knight in dented armor." "I will run," I say, holding my sword with both my hands. "But I will not run away!"

JumpStart: "No. No. No. No. No! Ahh!" I scream as I stomp my fists against the table. "Where is that program? Where is it? I searched this whole computer but still can't find it! What if Silent is right? What if the water destroys it? If the water did destroy the program, then does that mean the end for my friends? QuickShot. Ms. Justice. SpeedBlade. No! I won't give up! I can't. They're depending on me! I have to find it! And if I can't, then I will make one myself!" I restart the search, going through every single folder once more. QuickShot: Pulling back the bowstring, I close one eye and aim at the target. "Dr. Cho," I shout. Dr. Cho turns toward me. "Watch out." I let go of the bowstring and watch as my arrows fly toward Dr. Cho. Seeing this, she quickly hides behind the chair. The arrows hit the chair and stick to it. "You miss," Dr. Cho shouts, "Shouldn't have given me a

Silent: As the four of us enter my throne room, I see a single light turn on right above my chair. The rest of the lights and even the monitors are turned off so it's only my chair in the spotlight. "Hello," Dr. Cho says, standing up and turning around. She eyes me the second she sees me. "I guess I was right all along. People, humans, will never stay loyal." "Loyal," I repeat, " You're the one that betrayed me. You kicked me out of my own armor after taking control of it! You then tried to use it to harm innocent people! People that never did anything!" "They destroyed my friends," Dr. Cho shouts back. "My only friends! I built these machines myself! From nothing more than leftover gears and wires! They talk! They sang! There were more friends with me than any other humans in my life! And what did the company do to them after finding them? They destroyed them! They called them creepy and scary-looking and destroyed them!" "En

Jump:"The government had asked for our assistance again," Headmaster Noah said. "The animals have attacked three cities. The fighters managed to force them back but were badly wounded. If the animals attack again, they can't do anything. Forget what you heard. This is a private conversation."I repeat what Headmaster Noah said over and over again in my head."What were Headmaster Noah and Headmistress Amaya talking about? Why is the government asking for Headmaster Noah's help? And what is this about animals attacking cities? That's nothing new! Animals are always attacking cities. That's why fighters exist. What's going on?"While trying my hardest to think what is or could be happening, I hear someone snapping their fingers."Hey," Hothead says, snapping his fingers. "Jump. Jump! Are you in there?""Ahh. Oh, hey Hothead. Sorry. Did you say something?""Yes," Hothead answers, nodding his h

Clementine Mira:"This is all you will need to make a tourniquet," Professor Hadley says, picking and holding up a piece of string.We all look at each other, wondering if what Professor Hadley said is true."Hey," Honey says, covering her mouth and leaning in close. "What's a tourniquet?""A tourniquet is anything used to stop or slow blood flow," I answer. "It's used often when someone is badly cut.""How do you know," Chadd asks."When I was a novice fighter, I took a lot of classes in medicine and medical training.""Also," Honey says. "So this must be, like, review for you. Awesome! We got this!"Honey smiles and punches her palm."Uhhh," I say, moaning before clearing my throat. "I don't know if it would be that simple. Yes, I did take classes but it has been a while. I doubt I remember everything."Looking down at the medicine supplies on the table in front of us, I feel someone tapping on

Jump:"Hmm," Headmaster Noah says. He and Assistant Headmistress Amaya stop and look at the wall in front of them. Stepping forward, Headmaster Noah reaches out and grabs his arrow. He pulls it from the wall and slides it back into his quiver. Lowering his head, Headmaster Noah drops to one of his knees and rubs his fingers against the floor."Someone was here," Headmaster Noah states, looking at his fingers."Here," Assistant Headmistress Amaya asks. "Impossible. All students are supposed to be in their rooms. Curfew started three hours ago.""Just because curfew starts doesn't mean everyone goes to sleep."Standing back up, Headmaster Noah looks around. He looks in my direction and I try to push myself even deeper into the shadow.Looking in my direction for a little longer, he then looks down. Looking around some more, Headmaster Noah finally stops."Forget what you heard," Headmaster Noah yells, his voice echoing

Hothead:Bursting through the doors, I look around the nurse's station and find Shocker sitting on the bed with his team around him."Shocker," I yell, running toward him. Shoving and pushing his team to the side, I grab his arm and examine it. Groaning slightly as I pick it up, I let out a chuckle."Sorry about that, but are you okay?"Shocker nods his head."He's fine," Jump says, pushing me out of the way. "You're fine, right?"Again, Shocker nods his head."Oh, man," I say, wiping sweat beads from my forehead. "I can't tell you how worried we were when we heard a predalion bit you.""I can't believe a predalion bit you in the first place," Jump says. "Yellow Sun Academy had predalions?""Of course Yellow Sun has predalions," Alodia says, walking in with Renee behind her. "It said in the brochure they keep animals here for training. ""Brochure," I repeat. "You got a brochure?""Yes. Did

Shocker:"In the Wild," Professor Double Hits says, looking at all of us students. "You must always be ready to rely on your partners."The Professor, a tall, built man with a white headband tied around his head then stomps his foot. The sound is so loud it gets all our attention and makes us look right at him."Your partners, your team must know that you are reliable, that you are dependable, and that you will not let them down!"The Professor stomps his foot again. The sound is so loud some students have to slam their hands against their ears."You and your team must be a well-oiled machine," the Professor states. "You must work in unison. You must work together. You and your team must be able to move as one and fight as one. That is why we are here."Professor Double Hit stomps his foot twice this time. He then raises his arms high in the air before stepping to the side and showing us the academy's private arena.Y

Hothead:I try my best. I really do try my best. I shut my eyes. I cover my mouth. I even bite my tongue to the point where I think it's about to fall off, but I just can't hold it in much longer. My mouth is forced open while water starts to flow out from my eyes."Hothead," Jump slowly starts. "Are you...crying?"Instead of answering Jump, I slam my hands down on the table and jump up."Yessss," I cry out. Falling back onto my chair, I start to cry. I hide my face in my arms and start crying into them. "I hate this! Argh! Jump! I hate this so, so freaking much!"I raise my head and look at Jump with teary eyes."There is soo much homework! It's never-ending. I feel like I've been sitting here for years! No, decades! No, centuries! What year is it? How old are we? Did we just skip by the best years of our short lives? Are we already old? Do we have no teeth and white hairs?""These are not the best years of my life," Alodia says, flipping through her textbooks.I turn to Alodia. As fa

Tristan Harlow:"Get out of here," Marcus screams before swinging his hand. Looking right at me, I stop sneaking toward the soldiers and look closer at Marcus. He's holding up his hand, and I can see something small and silver hanging from his finger.Just as I realize the thing hanging from his finger is a pin, an explosive kicks me into the air and knocks me back. Screaming as I hit the ground, a loud ringing sound pierces my ears."Ahhh," I say, slamming my hands against my ears. "Fuck."Despite the ringing sound in my ears, the overwhelming headache, and the aching chest, I still push myself up."Marcus, what the...hell?"As I push myself up and look, I don't see Marcus anywhere. Instead, I see three dead soldiers lying on the ground near me."These are the three soldiers that surrounded Marcus," I think, "But where the hell is Marcus?"About to run to where I last saw him standing, I stop

Rebecca:"What the hell are you talking about," I ask. "Marcus, come on! Get over here.""How," Marcus asks. He lifts his camouflage shirt and shows me his bloody chest."Son of a bitch," I say, covering my mouth as I step back. Marcus's stab wound is worse than I expected. Even though it's wrapped, there is still blood flowing out of it. The area around the wound is black. Looking at Marcus, I finally notice him. He is barely standing straight. His body and face are drenched in sweat and he's as pale as a ghost.Biting his tongue as he pulls down his shirt, Marcus looks to the right."There," Marcus says, pointing at one of the bunker's walls. "That, over there, is the maintenance tunnel I mentioned earlier. 20 years ago, when the bunker was being built, the construction workers used it to move supplies and vehicles in and out of here. Afterward, the bunker was constructed and they sealed the entrance.""They sealed the ent

Marcus Fellow: "Get down," I yell, jumping over Rebecca and shielding us. A second later, gunfire destroys the wooden pallets, and wood chips are raining down on us. Staying on top of Rebecca, doing my best to protect her, I look behind when the wood chips stop raining. Pushing myself up, I look through the wooden pallets and see the soldier who was shooting at Rebecca dead on the floor. As I look at his dead body, I see his weapon, an assault rifle, lying beside him. "Rebecca," I shout, "There's an assault rifle! Grab it now!" Rebecca nods her head and hands me her double-barrel shotgun. "Cover me," Rebecca says. Running directly into the line of fire between the bunker people and the traitorous soldiers, I do my best to cover Rebecca. Runni

Rebecca: I scream as I crouch down and cover my head. "Fuuuccckk," I yell as the soldiers keep shooting at us. They keep Marcus and I pinned down, not giving us a chance to fire back. Among all the gunshots, I can still hear footsteps quickly approaching. "They're advancing," I think, crouching down even further when a piece of the wall comes off and almost hits me. Still hiding behind the wall, I stick out my hand and blind fire. I fire two shots and then pull back my hand. "I'm not even sure if I hit anyone but at the very least, I stop them a little." I look down at the handgun. "I can't waste shots. I only have half a clip left." Listening to the footsteps as they keep advancing, I look at Marcus who had his back slammed against the wall. He keeps trying to fire back but is always forced back into hiding. "Marcus," I yell, cupping my mouth. "Marcus!" Marcus looks at me and I point at the two of us before swinging my hand. Marcus stares at me for a few seconds before finall

Jacob: I scream as I pull back my head. My cry echoes throughout the bunker as I look down and see myself bleeding. "Ahhh," I yell. I slam my hands on the bullet wound and push down. I stop screaming and bite down on my lips as I try to endure the pain. While enduring the pain, I look up and see the barrel of a handgun pointed right at me. "Why were you trying to steal food," Jim yells. I try to answer him but when I open my mouth, all that comes out are screams. Jim shakes his head as he shoots in the leg. I scream even louder as blood pours out from my leg. "Why were you trying to steal food," Jim yells again. He aims his handgun at my head. I can't answer him. I want to answer Jim but I can't. It hurts too much. My body is on fire. Everything burns, and all I can do is shake uncontrollably. "Come on," Jim says, waving his gun in front of me. "Say something! Why were you trying to steal food?" I look around a

Marcus Fellow: Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I then shake my hand clean. From high up, I keep a close watch on the soldiers guarding the motor pool. Looking at the old commander's building, I smile and nod my head when the bunker's bell rings. "Midnight," I say. "Finally." Inhaling through my nose and exhaling through my mouth, I prepare myself and push myself up. Biting my lower lip as my waist burns, I fight through it and walk toward the others. "Hey," I say, lightly kicking Rebecca on her leg. "Hey!" "What," Rebecca says, her eyes snapping open. "It's time," I answer. "Wake up the kids." Rebecca rubs her eyes and cracks her neck before getting up. She walks over to where Nicholas and Bailey are and lightly shakes them awake. "Hey, kid," Rebecca says as she shakes Bailey. Not responding at first, Bailey slowly opens her eyes. She moans as she places some fingers on the bandage around her head. "