I was bored this morning so I decided to write a story about being a Ginger Slayer. This is because there is a chick at work that is a Ginger and she tells us that she steals souls and every one of her freckles is a stolen soul. I hope you guys enjoy!
*Ginger Slayer*
It's been 10 years. 10 years of slaying the demon spawn that are Gingers. I wish I could say there have been a lot of close calls because those make the stories all the more interesting, but to tell you the truth, there haven't been. I'm too good. But I received a letter in the mail that will change all of that. A letter with the name Nita S. Pankin.
It was time to prepare. This would be the hardest kill of my Ginger slaying career. This was the head honcho of them all. You see, Gingers steal souls, leaving their victims emotionless and boring. In the worst cases, turing them into Gingers them selves. I grabbed my holy water, trident, matches, lucky quarter and my polar bear Mandy. The holy water is to wash off the SPF Gingers use to be able to walk around in the sun, trident to injure them, matches to set them on fire (being the only way to truly kill a Ginger), lucky quarter to help make the tough decisions and Mandy to ride into battle. I set off into the sunset.
I came across countless dangers on my way, as was expected having to travel 2000 miles and climb to the peak of a massive mountain which I'm unable to list in this story due to its secrecy. The base of the mountain was surrounded by a labyrinth. I entered and made my way through. When I reached the middle, something wasn't right. The air became still and stale. Then I was surrounded by 10 minotaurs. They breathed heavily in anger, waiting for the chance to rip me apart. I dismounted Mandy and prepared for the worst, my hands in my trench coat holding the trident. They charged at me all at once. I backflipped into the air, easily clearing their 10 foot heights and stabbed with the trident with deadly precision. One by one the minotaurs fell to the deadly sharp points of my weapon and the razor sharp claws of Mandy. In a matter of minutes they were dead and I moved on, making my way to the end of the labyrinth and to the base of the mountain.
I started my assent, having to leave Mandy behind. I was alone. Luckily I took all kinds of useful mountain climbing classes and was able to swiftly climb my way up the mountain's almost cliff like side. I reached the top and saw the entrance to the cave that would lead me to Nita. I also spotted a beautiful Indian trail that led all the way down to the mountain's base which coincidently didn't have a labyrinth. I quickly realized I need to start looking around a little more... There were fresh shoe prints on the trail which could only mean one thing; Nita has lured an innocent to her lair for soul stealing. I immediately made my way into the cave, hoping it wan't too late.
The cave was musty and damp. Water trickled down the walls and the jagged floor made it impossible to go any fast than a walk. I soon came to a fork in my path. Both ways looked identical. I heard a scream. This confirmed the traveler was still alive but for how long? I reached into my pocket and took out my lucky quarter. Heads I go left, tails right. Heads... I set off. The floor was now smooth, allowing me to sprint. The passageway let out to a massive opening and in the middle... the traveler and Nita.
Nita was incredibly disgusting. Long red hair, thousands of freckles (each being a soul stolen), pasty white skin, cross eyed. She was the very embodiment of all that is repulsive about Gingers. She was holding the traveler by the collar, sucking her soul out of the mouth and into her's. She soon saw me and dropped the beautiful woman, laying limp at Nita's feet. I sprang into action, letting loose my trident only to miss Nita, who had the superior speed. She was on me in a matter of milliseconds. Lucky she wasn't a quick thinker at all and didn't know what to do when she got to me, letting me know she was extremely stupid. I grabber her by the arms, spun her around and threw her into the cave wall. The wall happened to be paper thin and she fell outside in the blazing sun. The sun disorienting her long enough for me to retrieve the trident and make my way back to her. I pinned her to the ground by the neck and poured the holy water on her, washing off the SPF and watched as she screamed in agony as the blisters started forming.
This angered her to no end. She grabbed the trident and snapped in in half. What strength! She swept my feet and now had me pinned. I immediately felt strange, a sort of tingling and a growing feeling of emptiness. I realized she was starting to suck my soul from me. I started to reach for the matches but couldn't find them, I couldn't think clearly. Every second that passed, the cloudiness in my head, the growing feeling of nothing, swelled stronger. I found the matches. I lit one on the ground (as awesome people are able to do) and set her ablaze!
My soul rushed back into me as Nita released her hold and started frantically thrashing around in a panic. She fell to the ground giving away to the flames, but she did not die. She was too powerful for that. She soon woke, no sign of blistering or burning on her. Her memory gone and soul sucking abilities washed away. She was a normal, powerless daywalker. I decided to take her back to society, giving her the chance to start anew.
I went inside to check on the beautiful traveller. Her name was Jessica Biel. She was so thankful for my rescuing her we made passionate, moist hot love right there on the cave floor.
Nita is now living amongst normal people. I keep a watchful eye on her, making sure she doesn't regain her memory and evil ways. If she does, I'll be there to put an end to her once and for all.
*Ginger Slayer*
It's been 10 years. 10 years of slaying the demon spawn that are Gingers. I wish I could say there have been a lot of close calls because those make the stories all the more interesting, but to tell you the truth, there haven't been. I'm too good. But I received a letter in the mail that will change all of that. A letter with the name Nita S. Pankin.
It was time to prepare. This would be the hardest kill of my Ginger slaying career. This was the head honcho of them all. You see, Gingers steal souls, leaving their victims emotionless and boring. In the worst cases, turing them into Gingers them selves. I grabbed my holy water, trident, matches, lucky quarter and my polar bear Mandy. The holy water is to wash off the SPF Gingers use to be able to walk around in the sun, trident to injure them, matches to set them on fire (being the only way to truly kill a Ginger), lucky quarter to help make the tough decisions and Mandy to ride into battle. I set off into the sunset.
I came across countless dangers on my way, as was expected having to travel 2000 miles and climb to the peak of a massive mountain which I'm unable to list in this story due to its secrecy. The base of the mountain was surrounded by a labyrinth. I entered and made my way through. When I reached the middle, something wasn't right. The air became still and stale. Then I was surrounded by 10 minotaurs. They breathed heavily in anger, waiting for the chance to rip me apart. I dismounted Mandy and prepared for the worst, my hands in my trench coat holding the trident. They charged at me all at once. I backflipped into the air, easily clearing their 10 foot heights and stabbed with the trident with deadly precision. One by one the minotaurs fell to the deadly sharp points of my weapon and the razor sharp claws of Mandy. In a matter of minutes they were dead and I moved on, making my way to the end of the labyrinth and to the base of the mountain.
I started my assent, having to leave Mandy behind. I was alone. Luckily I took all kinds of useful mountain climbing classes and was able to swiftly climb my way up the mountain's almost cliff like side. I reached the top and saw the entrance to the cave that would lead me to Nita. I also spotted a beautiful Indian trail that led all the way down to the mountain's base which coincidently didn't have a labyrinth. I quickly realized I need to start looking around a little more... There were fresh shoe prints on the trail which could only mean one thing; Nita has lured an innocent to her lair for soul stealing. I immediately made my way into the cave, hoping it wan't too late.
The cave was musty and damp. Water trickled down the walls and the jagged floor made it impossible to go any fast than a walk. I soon came to a fork in my path. Both ways looked identical. I heard a scream. This confirmed the traveler was still alive but for how long? I reached into my pocket and took out my lucky quarter. Heads I go left, tails right. Heads... I set off. The floor was now smooth, allowing me to sprint. The passageway let out to a massive opening and in the middle... the traveler and Nita.
Nita was incredibly disgusting. Long red hair, thousands of freckles (each being a soul stolen), pasty white skin, cross eyed. She was the very embodiment of all that is repulsive about Gingers. She was holding the traveler by the collar, sucking her soul out of the mouth and into her's. She soon saw me and dropped the beautiful woman, laying limp at Nita's feet. I sprang into action, letting loose my trident only to miss Nita, who had the superior speed. She was on me in a matter of milliseconds. Lucky she wasn't a quick thinker at all and didn't know what to do when she got to me, letting me know she was extremely stupid. I grabber her by the arms, spun her around and threw her into the cave wall. The wall happened to be paper thin and she fell outside in the blazing sun. The sun disorienting her long enough for me to retrieve the trident and make my way back to her. I pinned her to the ground by the neck and poured the holy water on her, washing off the SPF and watched as she screamed in agony as the blisters started forming.
This angered her to no end. She grabbed the trident and snapped in in half. What strength! She swept my feet and now had me pinned. I immediately felt strange, a sort of tingling and a growing feeling of emptiness. I realized she was starting to suck my soul from me. I started to reach for the matches but couldn't find them, I couldn't think clearly. Every second that passed, the cloudiness in my head, the growing feeling of nothing, swelled stronger. I found the matches. I lit one on the ground (as awesome people are able to do) and set her ablaze!
My soul rushed back into me as Nita released her hold and started frantically thrashing around in a panic. She fell to the ground giving away to the flames, but she did not die. She was too powerful for that. She soon woke, no sign of blistering or burning on her. Her memory gone and soul sucking abilities washed away. She was a normal, powerless daywalker. I decided to take her back to society, giving her the chance to start anew.
I went inside to check on the beautiful traveller. Her name was Jessica Biel. She was so thankful for my rescuing her we made passionate, moist hot love right there on the cave floor.
Nita is now living amongst normal people. I keep a watchful eye on her, making sure she doesn't regain her memory and evil ways. If she does, I'll be there to put an end to her once and for all.
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asphyxiate:
You know, with a few additions I think you really could publish this. You have an awesome imagination and description of action. If you added more dialogue and embellish the battle in the labyrinth a bit more, you'd be golden!!
masierra:
Well thank you. I've had a few people at work say I should write more stories and get them published but I'm not sure. I rarely write anything. The last thing I ever wrote was back in 2010 (and like this one I was just screwing around) but if I end up writing more, I'll post them on here to get feedback!