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Write a story from the antagonist’s point of view.

Posted in Character on Aug 9, 2024

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Commute

Submitted to Contest #263

Fred's ruined face stared back at him from a fractured, mold-spotted mirror. The remains of breakfast pooled around his feet. A pair of lace panties clung to his shoe, glued there by God knew what. Bits of flesh stuck between his yellow teeth, along with the sodden remains of a "hand wash only" label. There was no denying that he'd seen better days.Being a zombie is no picnic. Compelled to pause and take stock of himself, Fred wiped his gore-stained hands on a filthy shirt, unsure if he was cleaning the hands or the shirt. His right eye...

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The Farmer's Daughter

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He was a lordly sort of young man, with an average height and an average face. He was overweight—and it showed; yet he still was weakly built. His family had a small title, and small lands, though they were wealthy enough. He was rough and rude (a trait he came by honestly, though not for several generations), and was overly fond of drink, brandy especially. He had the habit, now he was the master of his own house, to have friends over most nights; and a raucous, loud, crude lot his friends were. His own lands were prosperous, entailing two...

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Precognition

Submitted to Contest #263

I’d been watching this man for hours. He seemed so normal. They always did. A few hours ago he had pulled into his driveway and I had hoped that he was alone. No such luck. Two little girls popped out of the back, and a squat woman with brown hair and Jackie O sunglasses exited the passenger door. The girls ran around their parents to the front door giggling. He was laughing at something the squat woman was saying. They looked like such a normal suburban family. He looked like such a normal suburban man.  The man’s name was Norman Kleas...

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Through Neon Pink Colored Glasses

Submitted to Contest #263

TW: sexual violence, physical violence, gore Another news crew had caught the girl zipping by their studio. They didn’t get much. Just a horizontal flash of bright pink, and she was gone. The busted bar TV wasn’t helping either. A strip of see-through green ran down the flatscreen where a customer had thrown a plate upon the loss of his chosen hockey team. “If you or anyone you know has any information on this individual, the Chrysalis Police Department and Superhero Council urge you to come forward,” the anchor said. “Here’s what Police Sup...

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In the Shadow

Submitted to Contest #263

The candle in my hand flickered, as the sound of our voices filled the auditorium of the 19th century school building during the evening of December 13th 1991. Lucia. The outline of the audience was barely visible from the stage, but I knew they were there. Dressed in a white gown, a red sash around my waist, and a lingonberry greenery head-wreath, I was pleased that I no longer wore tinsel on my head as had been customary when I was younger. But I was still just a handmaiden, positioned next to, and yet behind the Lucia. I was in her shadow...

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The Stalker

Submitted to Contest #263

I knew he was in love with me. I could feel his gaze upon my every movement all of the time. He would watch me in the college’s library as I read or studied. He would watch me as I left the building to begin my walk home after classes. There have been many times where I have caught him quickly looking away from me after I would turn and catch his eyes resting upon me. He did not have many friends. Barry was his name.  I was sitting on campus on an outdoor bench underneath a tree, looking at a book. And there he was, sitting on the table...

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THE BRUJA IN ME

Submitted to Contest #263

I flew in fear; the dark of the night surrounded me. The tree branches were hitting my skin and a burning sensation with each stroke. The cold air touched my face and the tingling feeling of my hair as the wind hit it. There was light approaching and the dark forest fell behind. A familiar place that knew my secrets, my comfort and my sanctuary, home. I ran inside and cried on my bed waiting for it to all end. If I was this Amazing person changing the world why must I feel this anger? Why haven’t things happened the way I was told they would...

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Aguas Poseidas

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William sat against the old wishing well, enjoying the cool stones on his back, while feeling disgusted with how his life had turned out. This was a special place for him and he liked to come here to think whenever he was depressed.  The well calmed him and gave him a sense of control over his tumultuous life. He had been here several times this summer alone.  Things hadn’t gone the way he had expected them to over the past year. He thought once his marriage with Edith ended, his life would improve. But that hadn’t happened.  ...

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A Father's Tale

Submitted to Contest #263

A Father’s TaleTrigger warnings: Mental health, substance abuse, physical abuse, and harsh language. “Ashik, what is wrong with you? How can you be so stupid?” I exclaim. Ashik looks over at the grey leather couch that I sat in. Dressed in baggy ripped clothes with stains on them, and a beer bottle in one hand. My son was lying on a white hospital bed with the couch across from me. The hospital put him on suicide watch after his attempt on the bridge. I continued to stare at Ashik, hoping for some sort of a reaction. The room was filled...

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"I AM....MAN!!"

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I’m really a nice guy. I am a husband and father of two little girls and a boy. I love my family dearly and am a good provider. My friends and family know this, but most people do not. For I am a professional wrestling villain. You know me as “Man.” Not “The Man.” Not “Mountain Man.” Not “The Big Man.” Just “Man.” I wouldn’t have it any other way. Of course, like everyone I have a birth name. It’s Marvin. Marvin Manley. A good name and I like it. But it’s not a good ring name for a villain. I did not ask to be a villain. It was simply the w...

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Sidekick

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I'm the sidekick. She's the hero. You’d never guess it from the way she looks. She’s an ordinary beauty, with a messy brown braid and bright blue eyes that always sparkle like she’s up to something. I was only eleven years old when I met Flynn at a town fair. As usual, I had no interest in spinning rides or sticky sweets, so I’d escaped beneath the branches of a shady tree. I was tired, bored, and under the impression that no one would bother me if I kept my eyes on my book. Flynn proved me wrong. She came bounding through the grass, so full...

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Endgame

Submitted to Contest #263

The warm lilting notes of Bach’s Cello suite no.1 in G Major drifted through the palatial dining room. Doctor Stephen Werner pulled a chair from beneath the huge black oak table and eased his wife down into the seat. She wore an emerald green dress that flowed over her pale skin and down to the floor; the material bunched around her pronounced baby bump. An intricate plat of her long black hair hung down the centre of her back with a huge crystal hair clip in the shape of a butterfly at the bottom.The doctor kissed the top of her head and br...

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The Anti Hero

Submitted to Contest #263

They say a hero would sacrifice someone to save the world and a villain would sacrifice the world for someone, I beg to differ. Hero's like Captain Shock cause havoc in the name of heroism and stopping some scruffy criminals. It never bothered me till it tore my world apart. Two weeks ago Captain Shock took on her arch nemesis, Doctor Delta, who had rapidly flooded the city, many civilians were in the flood water but the water was slow moving and only the most unexperienced swimmers were at risk of harm. Did Shock care of all the civilians i...

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On the search of chaos

Submitted to Contest #263

527BC 21ST AugustoOh diary, today I felt like writing an account of this plan. Perhaps I should have started a diary the day my thoughts about Meica began turning twisted and contorted, but I’m not late.They are bound to call me foul and sick for what I plan to do. Do I care? No. Caring is only for those who have never faced death. I have. Right in its eyes, I promised it I would come for him one day, that his blood would be mine.Many moons have passed ever since I left my homeland, or at least felt like I’ve been part of it. I have lived o...

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Letters in the Ashes

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I never thought anything would bring me back to Dover again. It had been sixteen years since I had left my hometown, would be seventeen in December. I hadn’t visited since then, not even once.But here now, sitting in the passenger seat of a beat up blue Ford Explorer, I continued down the highway to the small, secluded town. The road had seen better days, but again so had I, seeing my reflection on the dusty rearview mirror. Somehow my face was no longer familiar to me. My skin had lost the glow it had in my youth, though I still viewed myse...

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