Kris and Jack's Short Story

Battle for earth

The airships hovered overhead the ballistic and scarred battlefield as the soldiers below fell to their doom as the bullets sped through their tough armour. The airship landed behind a few buildings so the enemy bullets could not reach the disembarking soldiers dumped from the ship. The soldiers started checking their rifles. “Gentlemen!”  The general yelled “you’re here today because…” he didn’t even get that far. A giant creature snaked up behind him and two jagged blades protruding from its back into his chest .they came through bloody and teared his chest apart, revealing his exposed organs. “Oh my god!” some soldiers yelled as gun shots rang out from every direction. I took out my revolver and blew the aliens head into pieces. Some smaller creatures were coming through the alleyways towards me. “This’ll be a fun time” I muttered as my guns rose.

The door blew open as I waltzed inside. I looked around. I saw a man standing in front of a pane of glass, watching over the battle field “you must be the grey man!” I yelled out to the man. He remained silent. I knew something was wrong.  He slowly turned around. His face was half melted, his eyes bulging out of their sockets, a psychotic grin on his face. I lifted up my communicator and said in a calm voice: “bring in the heavy cavalry” I said with a smile on my face. A drop pod smashed through the ceiling and as it landed the sides popped off to reveal a mechanical being. It had giant robotic arms and legs attached to a small human body. The grey man realised what it was. It said in a loud, powerful voice:

“I’m a cyborg!”

It smashed the grey man through the glass, sending him flying through the air. It leaped out of the room after the small figure, smashing him to the ground creating a shockwave. Other pods opened up revealing soldiers wielding guns saying ‘moo moo cannons. “Fire!” the leader yelled as the cannons blasted out pounding beams from within. More cyborgs fell from the sky and loaded their ginger sproot blasters and fired rainbow beams of destruction. The aliens high tech machines were no match for the epic power of random stuff.

The battle was won.

By Jack Byrne and Kristoffer Gemmel

Sam & Ashley's Short Story

                                          COWMAGEDON!

By Sam Clark & Ashley Mills

Our top story tonight! Scientists have created a robotic cow that supposedly has a mind of its own. It went berserk and has broken free of the laboratory apparently seeking a girlfriend. The female cow has been wandering the streets and the robo cow follows it, and stops at nothing to meet the female! This has been our top story on 13 news, on Friday the 13^th.

Rufus flew through the sky, he was still chasing that beautiful chick (cow). Suddenly, right when he thought he would catch up to her, he looked down… to see that the army had set up barricades and were aiming their weapons straight at him. “damn it” thought Rufus. But thankfully, he had steel plated armour, and of course, a very handy disintegrator ray. ZAP! The entire army was disintegrated into a pile of dust. Rufus thought he was unstoppable, (not to mention handsome), but what he didn’t notice was a fleet of fighter jets headed his way. “Time to pull out the big guns!” thought Rufus.

Inside one of the jets, the pilot says through his walkie talkie: everyone quiet- what’s that noise? M-m-m-m-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi- MOOMOOMILK! WHAT THE- begins the pilot.

A jet of twisted light slices through the thick blanket of cloud , the green beam entwined with purple, blue, and red nears the jet & makes contact. The jet is ripped to shreds like a piece of paper, and the other pilots retreated, their aircraft soaked in milk.

Suddenly Rufus thinks: WAIT! I can’t just walk up to a lady looking like I’ve been in an aerial dogfight! I need to look classy! Suddenly he spots a guy in boss hog shades walking down the footpath. Rufus knew what he had to do. He took aim with his laser, and fired. Rufus flew down do the smoking pile of ashes and plucked the glasses from the top. He put them on his face and thought- I’m irresistible. So with that, he flies over to the female. He smiled at her, she on the other hand, looks utterly horrified.

Suddenly, a tatty looking farmer wearing patched up clothes and a battered straw hat, ran at him, his thin bony face red as a tomato fresh from his crop. Swinging a chainsaw wildly above his head, he shouts: you get awa’ from me lil’ daisy ye’ varmint! CHAINSAW!

Rufus’s instincts took over. He cries (in cow language): “I summon the power of cows ‘n’ cows ‘n’ cows!”

Suddenly, millions upon millions of cows start falling from the sky. They all hit the ground and start turning into: spider cows, giant hybrid robot cows, bouncing cows, and exploding cows! Cows in u.f.os start appearing out of nowhere, and nyan cows crash into the ground, causing massive explosions, and trailing rainbows. Tornadoes start forming and spewing milk & baby cows everywhere, and massive earthquakes occur, with giant cows coming out of them, and giant cracks open in the ground, filled with lava and milk, and spewing yet more cows everywhere! “stop! The universe will be ripped apart if you don’t stop!” cries the farmer.

I don’ care! Shouts Rufus in a strangely comical Scottish accent.

Suddenly as you probably have guessed by about now, the universe EXPLODES!

“Well.” Thought Rufus. “ there might be cows on Uranus!” as he flew off into the blackness.

Milla and Brina's Short Story

The House at the end of the street

After falling off a swing when she was young Kelly-Ann has been utterly demented. At the age of 13 and the weight of 47kgs Kelly-Ann’s madness became worse!

While her parents snooze on a thunderous winters night Kelly-Ann selects the two most biggest and deadly weapons in the house. Knives! The old floor boards under Kelly-Ann’s feet creek and moan as she strides towards her parents with her long brown hanging over her eyes. Her dirty white night gown flows behind her as she walks.

Suddenly she pounces onto her parent’s bed landing perfectly in between them. After the count of three the knives enter her parent’s hearts in perfect sync. The shrill sounds of screams filled the room as thick red blood pours out of their hearts, onto the pristine white sheets. Her parent’s dead bodies turned as white as sheep’s wool and as floppy as noodles.

That very night Kelly-Ann got hold of her murdered father’s chainsaw. Blood splattered everywhere as she chopped her parent’s cold white bodies over her deceased dog’s grave. The last thing Kelly-Ann did that night (Friday 13^th August) was hanging herself off her parents balcony.

Two weeks later family and friends gathered with Kelly-Ann’s brother Jacob to grieve.  Kelly-Ann, now an alarming ghost living in the dark cellar of Jacobs’s house wasn’t pleased to see such a big crowd. She had a plan…

As family members were weeping like a fresh deep cut on your leg, all of a sudden she swooped into the room of guests. Doors started opening and slamming, glass started shattering, blood was being drawn all the while screams fulfilled the room. Jacob hid in a cupboards shaking with fear until it was only himself and his terrified thirteen year old cousin Ethan left breathing.

Jacob looked through a gap in the cupboard horrified to see Ethan in the process of being murded. Instead of arm he saw a waterfall of blood and his eye was missing. A cross of blood appeared over his small heart and he fell to the ground dead. The room was mottled in blood.

Jacob noticed his ghostly sister walking towards him. Suddenly the cupboard doors flews open yet another scream filled the room.

‘Why did you kill everyone” cried Jacob after a while

“I lonely in hell” replied the ghost “if you tie this rope around your neck and jump we can be friends in hell.”

She handed him the rope.

Although Kelly-Ann had offered she tied the rope around his neck and pushed him off the balcony. His death was quick but painful.

To this day the rope still hangs in exactly the same place he died. Kelly-Ann and Jacob are now friends in hell and enjoy making unseen murders. Every day when the kids do the paper run they sprint past the house. The house known as the house at the end of the street.

By Milla and Brina

Lydia & Rene's Short Story

Don’t You Dare Dream It

Well, I woke up one Sunday morning, and looked into the mirror. The first thing I noticed was my usually brown eyes were violet, and my waist length blonde hair was aqua, and short.

I usually wake up feeling plain, but today I felt like doing something crazy … I was flabbergasted … My hair was already crazy, and my eyes were already strange. My personality wanted to match. I wanted to look shocking and unreal, so I put on a fluorescent yellow dress and six inch diamond incrusted stilettos. I wobbled a lot, at first, and fell down the stairs. I ended up with a big bruise on my forehead – but, oh well – it completed the look.

You should’ve seen the LOOK on Jeffery’s face when he saw me. “What the hell have you done to yourself Ria!?” he told me to go and fix myself up, but I didn’t know how.

We began to yell at each other. I told him I never, ever, wanted to see him again. I didn’t mean it, of course, but he took it seriously. Tears ran down his face as he ran off. “You’ll be sorry you said that, Ria” he yells over his shoulder.

I turned up on Camilla’s doorstep. I don’t know how… but I did anyway. Camilla opened the door. Her jaw dropped and she stared at me as if she’d never seen me before. ”What?” I said. “well, what’ve you done to yourself, Ria?” Oh. Right. About that… “Nothing. I woke up like this.” She looks at me for a moment – “the shoes? The dress?”

Camilla screamed! I laugh. Tears run down my cheeks… until – Jeffery turned up with a gun. Oh. That’s why Camilla screamed. I wasn’t very happy about that. So I decided so run up to him and him a lovely lip smacker. Yeah, sweetie, don’t try that. He just pulled the trigger.

WOKE UP

My eyelids jutter open. Thank god. It was just a dream. I hop up and look into the mirror to reassure myself. The first thing I noticed was my usually brown eyes were violet, and my waist length blonde hair was aqua, and short. OH GOD.

By Lydia and Rene.