Miguel grunted as the men dumped him onto the floor. He could do little more than grunt given the fact that not only were his hands, feet, legs, and arms tied, but his mouth was covered as well. He was surprised they didn't blindfold him, or wrap him up like a mummy ( Read more... )

Two down. Maybe they'd learn their lesson, maybe not. If he found them again, he wouldn't be so gentle.

But for now, there was fresh meat were fresh minds to educate.

Who would it be this time?

There's a new face in town.

Flying all around.

Children in his reach.

And he's out to teach.

So better beware

And be sure to take care.

Watch the skies

For a Goblin's eyes.

Cassie slept off and on all day and didn't stay awake long enough to do much of anything until there was a knock on the door ( Read more... )

They all found each other again ( Read more... )

The graveyard had been on the other side of town, just like the demons said.

Only when they poked around for a bit, the ground suddenly swallowed them up, and they dropped a long way, and were dumped in the catacombs beneath, separated, lost in the dark as the ground closed up over their heads...

They got away. Alive. All of them ( Read more... )

"I'm guessing we're not about to get carded." Teddy said dryly. After the performance, Iron Lad had reported that he'd met with Mr. Dark, who had told them to look for a Silvia Lucas at the Red Rain Saloon. The saloon was pretty easy to find, being on the ground floor of the hotel. Of course, it wasn't like there was anywhere else for it to be. ( Read more... )

It wasn't quite the greatest show on Earth, but they had an agreement with the circus. Food, lodgings (if they even bothered to sleep), what protection the circus could offer (and freaks looked out for their own), and a lead on where Scott Lang had gone. The late show had turned out to be much less late than they thought, however, but without ( Read more... )

Somewhere near the Oklahoma-Kansas state line, 1872 The sun beat down on the grasslands and the air was dry. Nearby a shallow stream burbled away, and far off in the distance were low, rolling hills. A prairie dog poked its head out of its burrow, but then, as the air started to vibrate ominously, it disappeared back down into its mound again. For ( Read more... )