Black Scribbles chapter 2When Hiro opened his eyes, he had no idea what had happened as he stared down at the pavement before him.Black Scribbles chapter 2 by DarkwingFan
He could hear the sirens from a distance getting louder as they drew closer to the scene along with various people murmuring about nearby.
The toxic smell of smoke was enough to make him sick to his stomach as he continued to breathe it in, trying to catch his breath and the last thing he remembered was his brother rushing into the raging inferno to save Professor Callaghan.
‘Callaghan’s in there. Someone has to help.’ Tadashi’s voice rang through his head upon the thought.
"Tadashi..." Hiro exclaimed, pulling himself up off the ground as fast as he could and turned around towards the sight of what was once the exhibition hall.
Now all that remained in its place was a charcoaled shell of flames and thick black smoke with no sign of either Tadashi or Professor Callaghan to be seen.
“TADASHI!” he screamed, hoping his brother somehow made it out of
Short Story PrologueIn the world of video games, there are so many famous characters. Many of them are heroes, villains, or just fellow competitors. As for me, though, I'm not any of these three. As a non-playable character in a dancing game full of humanoid anthropomorphic animals, I'm just a background character in the crowd that watches all this dancing. Did I mention I'm also a possum? Yeah, I'm a rather tall, skinny, teenaged possum with glasses and goth/punk clothes. You can say I'm a bit of a giantess, though my body parts aren't really much bigger than those of most other people in my age group or older. My proportions are just more elongated, I guess. Not the most attractive-looking character, I bet. Well, I don't really have a problem with my role. In fact, I've pretty much gotten used to it. Besides, as far as I remember, I've never been terribly social or cared much about "fitting in", both in and out of game play. It's noShort Story Prologue by itshappybunny1234