No Life Kid 21

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School hallways, no matter the state, always smelled the same. Cheap floor cleaner didn’t really have much to change about it. Time or place didn’t do a thing. Whether it was DC in 2015 or Forks in 2005, it was a scent that Zander Cray had inhaled in two different lifetimes, across two separate generations,…

The vampire launched himself forward; a blur of muscle, mass and a near century of combat experience compressed into a single superhuman charge as he aimed to tackle Zander under the dirt. Feet moved before the rest of him, Zander sidestepping like a matador. “Olé!” As Emmett flew past, Zander grabbed the meathead’s massive arm…

Alastiriona “Alexis” Elspeth Armstrong sniffed the air, nostrils flaring from where she crouched on the edge of the six-story brick tenement. Late night air over Seattle was all damp concrete and diesel fumes, the salt off the Puget Sound enough to remind you that all the urban development in the world couldn’t scrub away the…

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“Rasta maaaan, how’s it going?” It was a good thing he was wearing sunglasses, because Zander’s eye roll would’ve been visible from orbit. “S’all good, Kenny.” He tossed a wave over his shoulder as the senior in the letterman jacket yelled something across the hallway that Zander didn’t bother even paying attention to, not even…