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Divide and conquer
by Walrusdick
Chapter 44 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Morning came without bringing hope. Rain still drummed softly against the towering windows of Blackthorn Manor, the gray sky outside matching the mood inside. The manor, usually filled with Harold's dry observations and Crystal's sarcastic commentary, had become unnaturally quie...
1 week ago 1,016 Words 3 Likes 85 Views -
The dig
by Walrusdick
Chapter 43 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The gates of Blackthorn Manor exploded inward. Valerie practically carried Malcolm through the opening, one of his massive arms draped over her shoulders while Elias stumbled beside them, his robes scorched and streaked with blood. "GRETA!" Valerie shouted, her voice cracking....
1 week ago 978 Words 4 Likes 82 Views -
Turn about's fair play
by Walrusdick
Chapter 42 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Morning settled heavily over Blackthorn Manor. For the first time in weeks, no one was laughing. The long dining table had become an impromptu war room. Maps covered its polished surface. Satellite photographs sat beside centuries-old hand-drawn charts. Elias had somehow manag...
2 weeks ago 1,207 Words 4 Likes 120 Views -
Happy fun bunch
by Walrusdick
Chapter 41 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The next morning began with pain. Not the life-threatening kind. The educational kind. Joey lay flat on his back in the training yard behind the manor, staring at the gray morning sky while trying to remember how breathing worked. Greta loomed over him with her enormous arms...
3 weeks ago 968 Words 2 Likes 153 Views -
Cold blooded
by Walrusdick
Chapter 31 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The fair smelled like fried sugar, sweat, and bad financial decisions. Which honestly made it one of the better dates Joey had ever been on. Taylor walked beside him carrying a giant stuffed penguin he had won after an embarrassingly intense battle with a basketball shooting ga...
3 weeks ago 1,094 Words 0 Likes 99 Views -
Birds of a feather
by Walrusdick
Chapter 30 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Joey spent almost twenty minutes rewriting a three-word text. \*\*Hey Taylor :)\*\* Delete. \*\*Hey Taylor, it’s Joey from Burger Chief\*\* Delete. \*\*Hey Taylor, wanted to see if you maybe wanted to hang out sometime if you’re not busy or if this is weird then ignore this...
3 weeks ago 1,131 Words 4 Likes 388 Views -
Coming home
by Walrusdick
Chapter 40 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The heavy iron gates of Blackthorn Manor swung open with their usual mechanical precision. Harold's calm voice greeted him before he'd even parked the aging sedan Greta had arranged for him. "Good evening, Mr. Joey." Joey smiled tiredly. "Evening, Harold." "I detect elevated...
3 weeks ago 989 Words 3 Likes 135 Views -
Occupational hazard
by Walrusdick
Chapter 39 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Joey had officially decided that working for Greta was the strangest job on Earth. Possibly in several dimensions. He stood in the center of the workshop wearing thick leather gloves, heavy goggles, and what Greta insisted was an "explosion-resistant apron." It looked suspicio...
4 weeks ago 1,125 Words 4 Likes 146 Views -
Getting to know you
by Walrusdick
Chapter 38 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
For perhaps the first time in what felt like forever— Joey had absolutely nothing to do. No artifact inventory. No training. No vampire hunters. No lizard men. No cursed swords screaming battle cries. Just... a day off. He intended to enjoy every minute of it. \--- The...
1 month ago 933 Words 3 Likes 134 Views -
Strange days and quiet nights
by Walrusdick
Chapter 37 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The first few weeks at Blackthorn Manor were almost disappointingly normal. Almost. No assassins. No lizardmen. No vampire hunters. No ancient monsters trying to kick in the front gate. Just training, routine, and the slow realization that life had somehow become very stran...
1 month ago 1,134 Words 3 Likes 134 Views -
Lights
by Walrusdick
Chapter 32 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The carnival lights suddenly felt very far away. Behind the rows of games and food stands, hidden past the employee-only fences and humming machinery, the atmosphere changed completely. The smell of funnel cakes and popcorn gave way to hot oil, wet concrete, gasoline, and the co...
1 month ago 1,292 Words 3 Likes 163 Views -
The Butler
by Walrusdick
Chapter 36 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The drive took nearly an hour. Which was surprising. Not because the property was particularly far from the city. But because Greta drove like a woman who viewed traffic laws as personal insults. Taylor sat rigidly in the passenger seat. Crystal spent most of the trip altern...
1 month ago 1,053 Words 3 Likes 197 Views -
Moving on up to the east side
by Walrusdick
Chapter 35 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The next morning felt strange. Not bad. Just… final. Joey stood in the middle of his apartment holding a half-empty cardboard box while staring at the disaster his life had become. Or maybe upgraded into. Honestly, it was getting difficult to tell. Crystal sat upside down o...
1 month ago 1,101 Words 3 Likes 162 Views -
Taylor Made
by Walrusdick
Chapter 34 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Wait,” Joey said slowly, holding up one hand. “If you’ve been hiding for twenty years… how old are you exactly?” Taylor visibly hesitated. “Well…” she said carefully, “do you mean this body? Or my essence?” Joey immediately rubbed both hands over his face. “My head hurts alre...
1 month ago 1,214 Words 3 Likes 180 Views -
Aftermath
by Walrusdick
Chapter 33 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
With the scene behind the carnival littered with dead lizard creatures and blood slowly running through the concrete drainage grooves, Cassandra knew they could not stay there another minute. The distant sounds of carnival music and laughter felt surreal now. Like they belonged...
1 month ago 1,047 Words 3 Likes 270 Views -
The hangover
by Walrusdick
Chapter 29 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Morning came slowly. Not peacefully— Joey suspected his life had permanently lost the right to peaceful— but slowly. His bedroom sat wrapped in soft gray light filtering through the blinds, the city outside still half asleep. For the first time in days, there were no alarms b...
1 month ago 988 Words 4 Likes 208 Views -
Where everybody knows your name
by Walrusdick
Chapter 28 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The bar was called \*\*The Hollow Bell\*\*. Which Joey immediately decided was either the coolest name he had ever heard— or the absolute worst. “There is no middle ground,” he announced while staring up at the ancient neon sign flickering above the alley entrance. Crystal lo...
1 month ago 1,000 Words 4 Likes 210 Views -
Battle for Joey’s apartment part 2
by Walrusdick
Chapter 27 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Chaos swallowed the apartment complex. Gunfire echoed between buildings. Car alarms screamed. Blue rune-light from Elias’s traps flashed across the parking lot like lightning while hunters scattered for cover behind vehicles and concrete barriers. Joey had officially lost tra...
2 months ago 977 Words 7 Likes 299 Views -
Battle for Joey's apartment part 1
by Walrusdick
Chapter 26 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
The ride back to Joey’s apartment somehow felt both safer and infinitely more dangerous. Safer because they weren’t alone anymore. More dangerous because Joey had now witnessed firsthand what counted as “backup” in Cassandra’s world. Which apparently included: One emotionally...
2 months ago 1,064 Words 6 Likes 234 Views -
Time to meet the wrecking crew
by Walrusdick
Chapter 25 in Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Greta’s back room smelled like cigar smoke, gun oil, and something old enough that Joey’s instincts told him not to ask questions about it. The massive wooden table in the center of the room had been cleared off except for weapons, maps, and several glasses filled with a dark am...
2 months ago 1,177 Words 5 Likes 305 Views
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