Category Archives: the Librarian

“This pizza’s great,” said Zeek. “Uno’s,” said Dusa. “What’s that noise?” asked the detective, taking another slice. Everyone listened to the droning. “If you’re all wondering what that noise is,” said Gabe, slamming through the doors, “It’s Zeek’s followers.  Some … Continue reading →

“Slow down,” said Detective Stone.  “He took your car?” Mr. Waters nodded.  “I don’t think he meant to steal it, I mean, I think he’ll bring it back, but when he saw that the body they had marked Wilson Cormack … Continue reading →

The detective leaned back in his chair and looked at the domed ceiling, where Buttercup was practicing her loops.  “She cute.” “She could kill you before you even knew you were in a fight.” “Tell me again, about the places … Continue reading →

“You’re Wilson’s brother?” asked the Librarian, staring at the disheveled man.  “I thought you were supposed to be dead?” “I escaped.” “Well, I hate to be the one to tell you, but your brother is toast,” she said. “Toast?  What … Continue reading →

Sam, who had flown to where the Aces were staying, looked through the window and saw the battle begin.  He flew back to the library, went through the open window in the tower, dropped down to the first floor and … Continue reading →

James Waters was standing in front of the library doors, swinging a broom at the men trying to get inside.  He was tiring fast. He was short, overweight, and out of shape. “Drat,” he wheezed, “I should’t have eaten that … Continue reading →

“Don’t do it,” said Gabriel, sitting perfectly still. Detective Stone was in the midst of an internal crisis.  He wanted to shoot Gabriel, he really did, but he had never actually held a gun to anyone’s head and just…pulled the … Continue reading →

“You okay?” asked the Librarian, holding out her hand to help the detective get off the cement. He took it and said, “Yeah.  Just a little surprised, I guess.  People aren’t supposed to have wings.” “That’s true.  But, we aren’t … Continue reading →

“Did you mean it when you said we were telling Detective Stone what we are?” asked Dusa. “I did.” “Do you think that’s a good idea?” “Only one way to find out,” said the Librarian. “We made quite a mess … Continue reading →