Black Arachnid 2.0 and Black Arachness are...
The Arachnids in “Little Miss Monster”
by Marz Workman
This story is set in the Modern Age, 2019.
An SUV rides down a highway during midday. The two occupants are travelling, looking for someone.
The Arachnids in “Little Miss Monster”
by Marz Workman
This story is set in the Modern Age, 2019.
An SUV rides down a highway during midday. The two occupants are travelling, looking for someone.
"Do ve
rrreally have to listen to yourrr kountrrry music?", asks Ana with a droll
look on her face.
Everett looks at
Ana confused, "Are you kidding me? This is the best music on the planet."
"Bozhe
moy!" Ana turns and stares out the passenger window, "Arrrrghh !"
"Calm down,
Sweetheart. No need to get your per'ya in a ruffle."
"Nice one.
You have been studying RRRussian?"
"Da. Malen'kiy," says Everett, rubbing his chin.
The SUV turns into
a local diner and parks near the entrance. Everett and Ana exit the vehicle and
enter the diner.
They sit opposite
each other in a booth. Ana grabs a menu as the waitress walks up, "You
folks ready to order?"
Patty shifts her
weight and points her pen at Everett, "Our lunch special is fried chicken,
mashed potatoes, green beans, and a roll."
"Perfect!
We'll have that."
"Comin' right
up, Sugar!" says Patty as she walks toward the kitchen.
Everett turns to
face Ana and crosses his arms on the table, "So, where is this
'experiment' we're looking for?"
"Close.
Verrry close." Ana turns to look out the window, "She alone and
skarrred."
Ana turns her head
a few times, staring blankly into the air.
"Exkuse me. I
must use rrrestrrroom." Ana leaves the table for the restroom.
Everett pulls out
his phone, dials, and places it to his ear. A few seconds later, he begins
speaking, "Joe. Everett. How are things back at base?"
He nods a few
times, "Good," he pauses, then speaks again, "Yeah, we found
another one. I hope this one is a little less aggressive than the last
one."
Another pause and
some nodding, "Will do, General. Later."
“Here ya go,
Sweetie!” says Patty, as she places the dinners on the table. She tears off a
ticket and lays it face down on the table, “If y’all need anything else, just
give me a holler.” She walks away from the table.
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Ana exits the back
door of the diner. She pauses a moment to slowly look around, then begins
walking toward her right. When she reaches the street, she turns left, walks
about fifty feet and stops in front of an abandoned gas station.
She walks through
the door slowly, “Hello? I know you arrre herrre and what vas done to you. I
frrriend herrre to help.”
A few seconds
later, a sweet voice comes from the back,” Go away! I don’t want to hurt you! I
don’t want to hurt anyone!”
Ana creeps through
the piles of trash and forgotten relics, “You vill not hurrrt me. I also have
been in experrriment. I have safe place forrr you to go.”
“Please stop! Go
away! I don’t want to hurt you!” the voice cries, “I can’t control it! It wants
to hurt you! Please go!”
Ana turns her head
to her left, sensing the danger, “Oh, crrrap.”
Just as the words
come from her lips, a little girl, around 11 years old, bursts through the
wall, surrounded by a glowing red aura in the form of a demon, or some other
hideous monster.
Ana jumps out of
the way but receives a three-clawed scratch across her mid-section. She lands
on an old desk, surrounded by junk. She goes into camo mode, but the monster
girl can still see her and attacks again, leaping and clawing relentlessly. Ana
continues to evade and counter with little effect, taking a few hits along the
way.
“Why do you avoid
the inevitable?” says the monster girl, in a very dark, ethereal voice, “You
cannot defeat me! I have lived for thousands of years. I have fought warriors far
greater than you and defeated them! I! Am! Forever!”
Ana lies on her
side, barely able to hold herself up. Her face is scratched, and her eye and
lip are bleeding, “I vas vaiting.”
The monster girl
looks confused, “Waiting for what?”
All of a sudden,
the monster girl begins to shake violently, with arcs of electrical energy
dancing across her body. She then goes limp in the trash, smoking.
“Me!” says Everett,
as he holsters his pistol.
“Vat took you so
long?” asks Ana as she slowly lifts herself from the rubble and junk.
Ana walks up to
Everett. He puts his finger in her face, “Do not ever do that again!” He puts
his hand down and calms his face, “I am not going to tell the General about
this, but if you ever go out on your own like this again…”
“Spasibo,” Ana
says hugging Everett.
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“She looks so
sveet, doesn’t she?” Ana stands at the glass wall of the cell where the monster
girl is being detained. She is asleep.
Everett stands
behind her, to one side, “Hard to believe that little girl can become a raging
demon.” He puts a hand on Ana’s arm, “Ready to go?”
Ana turns her head
slightly toward Everett, “I vill need moment, please. I vill meet you outside.”
“Take your time.”
Everett then walks out of the room.
Ana places a hand
on the glass and tears begin to roll down her face, “I vill help you, mladshaya sestra. I vill find the bastarrrds who did this to us. I prrromise.”
Ana turns to leave
the room, “I prrromise.”
To be continued...
This Flash Fiction featured:
This Flash Fiction featured:
- Black Arachnid 2.0 (Everett
Snowe – Open Source) https://marztales.blogspot.com/2019/09/black-arachnid-20-open-source.html
- Black Arachness (Ana
Shvets – Open Source) https://marztales.blogspot.com/2019/09/black-arachness-open-source.html
- Patty, the waitress
- the monster girl
© 2019 Rayland Marzette Workman. All rights reserved.
Glossary
per'ya (перья) = feathers
da (da) = yes
malen'kiy (маленький) = a little (small)
bozhe moy (Боже мой) = oh my God
spacibo (спасибо) = thank you (thank)
mladshaya sestra (младшая cестра) = little sister
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