Inktober 2018–Chicken “No!” Silver cried, leaping out of the cupboard, “Dad!” Old White fell, Nis’s sword sticking out from his side, blood staining his white robe. Nis held his side, the blast from Old White’s Light Power had wounded him. “So there is a brat! You’ll be next, pup!” he cried as he stumbled from the cabin. Silver had been powerless to stop it. He wasn’t brave enough. He was a coward. And now, his dad, Old White, was dead. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.