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The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon What am I?
"Please take a seat," Vera said and Molly and Det. Brighton sat down on the long couch; adjacent to the rocking chair she was sitting on; knitting on and swinging herself gently from front to back."I'll go and prepare some tea," her daughter said."Thank you baby." She walked out of the room as the two just sat there looking at each other and then back at her as a good amount of silence swept; with Molly not knowing how or where to even begin."You are not the Molly from that day are you?" Vera asked."No I'm not," Molly responded."Mm, who are you today?""Molly Hammers.""I see a motherly aura around you," Vera said knitting on."Um yes . . . Molly Hammers is a mother. A single mother to a six year old boy. Dylan.""Well, isn't that interesting?""What's happening to me?" Molly asked. "I keep dying and coming back over and over again . . . Why? Why is this happening to me?" Vera stopped knitting and paused for
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon There's nothing that can be done, it's over
A moment later, Molly and Det. Brighton were at the park sitting down on one of the benches; with her drenched in tears and him just sitting there with his head down completely lost on what to say or do. Molly believed Vera was going to provide her with the answers needed to help her end what was happening to her but no, what she just told them was the worst thing she possibly could. She was supposed to tell them how to stop the chasen from taking more of her lives but she didn't, all she said was that the chasen was going to continue coming after her and that there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. Was that all there was going to be to her life? The chasen killing her and her waking up as more random people. It was bad enough that there was nothing they could do to stop the chasen but her lives running out, that was what had them both breaking out into one cold sweat right after the other. Not being able to do anything to stop the chasen from kil
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon I promise
"I don't understand mom, why do I have to go away?" Dylan asked as he, Molly, Det. Brighton and the three officers that were watching their apartment through the night, stood outside the apartment building; next to the open passenger door of Det. Brighton's car. "You have to go so that you can be safe," Molly kneeling down in front of him said as he stood with a back pack on and with his face so low it sunk. "Safe from what?" "It's just not safe for you to be around mommy right now so Det. Brighton is going to take you somewhere safe o.k." "No. I don't want to go," he said and started tearing up. "You have to go baby." "I don't wanna. I want to say here with you." "I know you do baby, even I want you to stay but it's not safe for you so you have to go so that you can be safe," she said. "Safe from what? Why am I being taken away?" "Because there's a very bad person after mommy and if you stay with me and he come
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon I could not be here tomorrow
Morning came and as Det. Brighton was sleeping, with the blanket at his waist and his chest exposed, Molly was lying on her pillow next to him watching him; smiling to herself at how gorgeously the light coming in through the see-through curtains of the window fell onto his face. Last night was everything she dreamed it would be. The way he kissed her, the way he looked into her eyes, the way he held her in his arms and the way he made love to her, everything was perfect. She had made love to Capt. Grant a few days back but that was nothing compared to this; it wasn't just a physical and sexual connection like it was with Capt. Grant, this one was physical, sexual and emotional and that just made it mean so much more. His bare skin against hers, the sound of his heart heavily beating and his hot breath on her neck, Molly was in ecstasy, and looking at him remembering how perfect the night was, all she could do was blush and quietly chuckle to herself.
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon I'm a single mom not a ninja
"I'm sorry what!" Molly said. Rodrick had just told her that if she wanted to survive the chasen she was going to have to kill it. "Yes," Rodrick said. "Are you mental?" "No I'm not. I killed mine so you can kill yours." "Uh no you have super strength I don't," she said. "And to even have the slightest chance in killing it I'd have to fight it, fighting which I don't even know how to do. You want me to go up against a mountain with absolutely zero skill. No." "You have to do it or it is going to keep coming after you and it is going to kill you." "Again," Det. Brighton added. "Again? What do you mean again? If that thing gets you then you are done. It's over," Rodrick said. "Well . . . It has gotten me a few times actually," Molly said. "What do you mean by that? Gotten you how as in killed you?" "Yes." "A few times?" "Yes." "I'm sorry, the chasen has been after you and it has kil
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon You're not going to lose me
A couple of days went by and Molly was still alive. The house she was staying in had been flooded with strong smelling flowers and herbs that were so beautifully pungent it was like they were living in a magical garden, and they had managed to do what they were intended to do which was to shield the scent of the fear she had for the chasen and so far it had been working like a charm. Molly had been Molly Hammers for over a week, the longest she had stayed a Molly since the whole thing started happening.It was night time and Molly had just gotten back from yet another intense training session with Rodrick and was having an ice bath. After being one of the best MMA fighters in the business he was one of the best MMA trainers in it too. He had won many championships; not just as a fighter but as a coach as well and he was using the very same mentality towards Molly and pushed her more than he had ever pushed any of his other fighters because unlike them she was actually fightin
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon Eric!
Evening came and Molly was at the house taking a warm shower from having her ice bath. Enjoying the feel of the warm water upon her cold skin when just then she sharply turned her head to the side as though having heard something, as at the same time a strange shiver ran down her spine. She had had shivers run down her spine many times before but this one was different, it almost hurt and for a while she just stood there wondering what it could mean. Was she sick? Was she coming down with something? Was her life in danger? There was that feeling that came over her when the chasen was about to show up but it wasn't that either. It was like it but much more subtle which meant it had to be something else, but what? What was this strange feeling that was coming over her? At the same time, Det. Brighton was on the road driving to the very house from work; listening to some country music playing on the radio and quite collected on the outside but on the inside eager to see Molly;
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon Hey I'm a lot tougher than I look
Five months later, it was a new year and Molly and Dylan had moved to a house in a quiet suburban neighborhood; two stories high with a green yard and a swimming pool in the backyard. Molly was out front seeing Dylan off, he had gotten into the Rosenborg Academy and he and classmates were going on a two week trip to Italy to learn about ancient Rome as part of their history tour. Every year each class would fly out to a different country on a two week trip to learn as much as they could about its history and at the end of it a paper would be written on it; a way that the academy makes learning fun and exciting. "O.k. so Mrs. Felix has your phone and your phone has my number so when you get there you call me and I mean immediately young man, you call mommy and tell her that you've landed safely and then when you get to the hotel you call me again to show mommy how nice the place you're staying at is alright? So that she can feel like she's in Italy too o.k.?" Molly sa
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The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon I love you
Going back to that fateful day after the chasen lifted Molly and disappeared behind its portal with her, a moment later Rodrick woke up; gasping like he had been deprived of air for minutes which he had because he was dead. The chasen he was fighting had beaten him dead but when Molly held him in her arms and her hands started glowing she healed him and he came back to life. He still had blood all over him but the bruises, cuts and internal injuries had been healed. He sat up and quickly got into looking around for Molly but there was no sign of her. There was no sign of anything. The chasens, both dead and alive, were gone and all the portals that had been opened there were closed. The only thing out there with him was the back pack with the bomb and detonator in it a few meters away from where he was, and seeing it his heart dropped. If the bomb was still here it meant it wasn't with Molly and if it wasn't with Molly then there was no way she could set it off and blow up the chasen'
The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon Oh hey, you look handsome
Admiral Baylanche's eminent weapon powered all the way up and began to extract her soul; sucking it out like a liquid into a syringe and with Molly just floating there screaming and crying on. She had her arms stretched out and her hair was waving about. Her soul started to leave her; white but glittery just as Vera said, like small little diamonds sparkling in the sun. It felt just like when the chasens would suck her soul out but this was different. This was more. Before she felt like even though the chasens sucked her soul out there was some of it that remained but this time that wasn't the case, she felt like all of it was being pulled out together with her internal organs. Like someone had stuck a huge straw down her throat and began sucking out all of her insides with it. Molly thought she knew pain but that was her greatest pain thus far. A pain that spread across her entire body. She felt like she was being stabbed repeatedly by massive knives all over her bo
The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon Admiral!
After the fight, a battered, bruised and unconscious Molly was carried on a floating glass bed to her room with the female chasen guiding it. The elevator doors opened and out the chasen guided the bed to Molly's room where they entered it and the glass bed floated above the actual bed and tilted itself to lay her gently on it. The chasen then tapped on the screen of her arm panel and the glass bed floated out of the room as she then tapped once more on the screen and the lights on the bracelets on Molly's wrists elevated her arms off the bed and changed colour from green to white and almost immediately her hands started glowing; exactly like they did back on earth when there was a chasen around. The bracelets were deactivated so that she could access her power to begin healing herself otherwise she was going to die and the marked soul was going to leave her body and disappear from Admiral Baylanche's grasp once again. The chasen stood guard and wasn'
The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon I'm not backing down
Molly was on the verge of dropping to the floor and dying. Her soul was darkened; like the ocean deep where no light ever went. She had such beautiful memories of her family and in mere seconds those memories were wiped out and reduced to nothing like their existence was useless. It obviously was useless to the admiral but to them it wasn't; to them those memories and the way they lived was what made their lives as precious as they were. They didn't have everything; actually they had more to nothing than they did everything and they wouldn't have it any other way. What they had was more than enough. Yes they didn't have proper infrastructure, they knew nothing of science other than making fire, farming, making simple tools, building and fishing and they didn't even have proper clothes, they wore animal skins that they cut up to cover their private parts. It was a very simple life but they had love and they had peace and those were one of the two most priceless things a being
The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon That was my planet . . . My home?
Molly was back in her room; sitting by the window and crying to herself. It was over. Everything they had worked so hard for was over. The plan had failed and now mankind was going to perish.No wonder the chasens were so evil, with a madly driven leader like Admiral Baylanche who wouldn't be. Because of what she had been through she had programmed them to be lethal killing machines whose main job was to take life with no questions asked. And to think it all started from her wanting to be the head her planet's science bureau, the admiral had surely come a long way.She sought revenge on the ones that did her wrong and that wasn't enough. She had proved that she was far smater than the lot of them combined but still that wasn't enough, she wanted more and with the vision she had, she was going to stop at nothing to get it.It was dark and it was frightening and knowing that there was nothing she could do about it was even more frightening. They were right to say
The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon Eminent weapon?
A moment later, Molly was walking through the hallway of the building she was in with the female chasen leading the way. It was all white with the same white ring lights on the ceiling but in a single line down the middle and about a meter apart. Also here were small box tables with strange silver flowers on them and round translucent glass doors leading to other rooms that had whatever in them. Molly and the chasen reached the end of the hallway where a glass elevator was and when it walked up to the security panel on the side of it, it opened and a blue light scanned its face and access granted the elevator doors then slid open. "After you Molly Moon," the chasen said and Molly walked in and she walked in after her. The elevator doors then slid closed and it started descending as Molly turned around to look more at the view of the moons and the dark ocean. Below was more of the concrete yard that had more chasens standing on it; a sight that
The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon My name . . . You know my name
A portal opened and out of it walked the chasen. It was back to finish Molly off. She saw it and she thought it would come straight for her but the first thing it headed for were its fallen chasens. It reached the first one and threw it through its portal and it closed behind it. It then did the same to all the chasens and all the portals but one closed. The chasen then turned to look at her and started walking up to her. Molly was on the ground on all fours; she was still crawling and pulling the back pack with the bomb and detonator inside it behind her but had stopped for a breather, struggling to breathe whilst coughing out even more blood. Not only was she bleeding from her mouth and nose but from her wounds as well, losing more and more blood and strength quick. So drained that when the chasen showed up her hands glowed but with a very dim light; her body didn't have the power to light them up to the capacity they were at before. It walked up to her, kicked the back pack away
The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon Rod!!
Molly, Det. Brighton and Rodrick were out in the desert waiting on for the chasen to show up; with her tapping into more of the fear she had for it so that it could sniff her out and show up. "This is going to work right?" Det. Brighton asked. "Yeah," Rodrick answered. "It has to." "And she's going to come back right?" "Absolutely. The plan is going to work and everything is going to be o.k." "O.k." An hour later the sun started to rise in the horizon and out of nowhere from just laying there still with her eyes closed, they popped open and Molly quickly sat up. "She's up, something's happening," Det. Brighton said as Molly then stood up. "Oh man, something is definitely up." They got themselves more into position as Molly then took a few steps back; looking all around her like she was waiting for something to happen. Just then her hands starting glowing and they all immediately knew what it meant. "Dammit, her
The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon Everything's going to be o.k.
A new day came and it was time to head out. They packed everything they needed into the back and just like that they were off; Molly, Det. Brighton and Rodrick, leaving Vera behind who they all hugged before they left. Especially Molly who she held onto for a good minute. "You are so brave my love, what you are doing, it is beyond what anyone should ever do. Such sacrifices are too big for one person to make. It's not fair," Vera said. "It's o.k. Vera. Everything's going to be o.k.," Molly said; holding on to her too as tears came to both their eyes; taken so much by the warmth that came from being in each other's arms they didn't want to let go. That could be the last time they were ever going to do so. That could be the last time they ever saw each other and so they had to make that moment last for as long as they could. It was Vera that brought the truth to light. If it wasn't for her Molly wouldn't have known what she really was, what was going on with he
