Bad Man, Bad Choice

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Photo credit: Rachel Lyra Hospodar



Following a new lead, Sharl swept through the shadows, weapon in each hand, unlocking spell readied.  She growled, itching to confront him at last.

The rusty door stood half-open.  A trap, or she was too late.  She squeezed in, immediately leaping to one side.

No movement.  No sound.  Only that familiar stench.  They’d been there.

She risked a finger-light.  Empty.  Blood stains, yes, but not enough.  No… parts left behind.

Where there was no body, there was hope.

She’d find him.  If he couldn’t produce her brother, alive and whole, he’d beg for a quick death.

He wouldn’t get one.



Word count: 100.   Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers flash fiction challenge.  Thanks to our tireless hostess, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, who also provided the original prompt photo, below.  Click on the link to write your own story or poem of up to 100 words, and to read the other entries!

Sorry for going a bit gruesome this week.  I blame being down off and on for six days with stomach flu, or possibly food poisoning.  At one point I thought I had a bad case of Alien about to burst through my stomach, but apparently my immune system is strong enough to kill an alien egg.  Go natural defenses!

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Photo © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields



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53 thoughts on “Bad Man, Bad Choice

    • Well, she’s good with weapons and apparently good with tracking and also can cast magical spells, so it seems like she’s got a lot of skills! I was imagining her as some type of assassin or specialty fighter. Thanks for stopping by!

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  1. Love the tension of this one. I was on edge from word one, and totally into it. I hope she gets her man, and her brother back. I’m kinda wondering though, how could she cast spells with weapons in both hands?

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    • What a nice compliment, thank you! Unfortunately, there’s no more to give you in this case. The rest of the story sounds far too gruesome and distressing for me to think about, much less write. Suffice it to say, she gets the bad guy and he gets what he deserves, and her little brother is traumatized but otherwise unharmed, the end.

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    • Thank you, Michael. I am happy to say I feel much better now (albeit extra-stressed since my work did not magically do itself while I was incapacitated). I like happy endings, so I’m going to say that she found her brother and it all worked out as well as could be hoped. Thanks for reading!

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  2. Ooh, what a a suspenseful story. Revenge is such a powerful motive to explore in stories, and this could be the beginning of an ongoing tale – or, perhaps, the end of one. Great imagery, and I love that intriguing phrase: “Only that familiar stench”. Very well written, Joy.

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    • I agree — although right now her main motive is to rescue her brother. And *then* revenge, and lots of it! I liked the stench line too; always trying to remember to use more sensory clues in my stories. Thanks for reading, Millie!

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