Smoke - A 100 Word Story
December 07, 2009 flash fictionThis was again part of the 100 Word Stories Weekly Challenge. Voting's back, so you can vote for it and listen (and read) the rest of the stories over at the 100 Word Stories site. If you just want to listen to mine alone, you can do so using the player below. (If the player's borked - like in some feed readers - try this link.
The demons came from the campfire's smoke. Jonah woke at Reyald's scream. Boyd slept until Reyald's head bounced off his stomach.
"Last time I let Reyald stand watch," Boyd grumbled, drawing his sword.
"You know," Jonah said as he parried a claw, "I think that someone wants us dead." He thrust upward, drenching himself in demon blood.
Boyd dodged a tentacle. "Nah." He stabbed the tentacle before it could grab Jonah.
"Thanks," Jonah replied, pouring holy water on a demon. "But disagree?"
Boyd sliced open the last demon's abdomen. "Yeah." He sat down. "I think someone wanted these demons dead."