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Terror Apartments Part Twelve

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven

The blade was within an inch of Kelly’s chest when Lenny took the shot. I figured he would have been aiming right for the gremlin’s head but instead it hit its hand, knocking the blade out of its grasp. I was about to do the same thing but Lenny already had his gun out and could get to it quicker. It was a good shot.

The gremlin yelped and cradled its hand, right where the new hole was. Every one of them in the room turned on us and were very angry.

“You stink of dead gremlin,” one of them said. I think it was the same one that we first saw. “Especially Mygle.”

Mygle didn’t respond but he didn’t lower his head and cower like he did before.

“You been here long enough,” the gremlin continued. “Die!”

All of them came at us. The door slammed behind us so we had no choice but to fight them in that tiny room. I have had some bad fights in my time but this is definitely in my top five. I think most of the hits against me were by either Lenny or Mygle. It wasn’t like I was perfect either. Even the gremlins managed to collide a few times.

I reached back with my axe and my hand slammed right into Lenny’s face. Thankfully it wasn’t the axe.

“Sorry,” I yelled.

“Watch it,” he screamed back.

“You’ve hit me, too, ya know.”

“Just shut up and keep chopping.”

I was very happy that Mygle was on our side and that he was a better fighter than the rest of the gremlins because if it were just Lenny and I we would have been screwed.

The comical fight continued and we were gaining the upper hand, narrowing it down to two of them. One of them jumped at me and I simply sidestepped and chopped off its head. The other tackled Lenny and bit him on the shoulder—not a very vital area. Lenny screamed like a little girl and then Mygle tackled the thing off of him. The gremlin pushed with all of his might and threw Mygle into the wall, but Mygle had managed to wound the gremlin.

“How could you?” it asked Mygle. “Your kin. Your own brother, for a human girl.”

“It was right thing to do,” Mygle answered him.

“The time is coming, Mygle. The King is gathering the army and soon the world won’t stand chance. Pick a side.”

“I already have.” Mygle darted forward and cut the gremlin’s head right off. They were all dead now, in case you lost count.

Lenny went over to help his team and I ran right up to Kelly.

“Are you alright?” I asked her.

“I’ll be fine,” she said.

We gathered everyone and headed out of the building. One of Kelly’s team members let the manager out of the closet I hid him in as the rest of us went outside.

“You guys are going to take care of all of this?” I asked her, pointing toward the building.

“Yeah,” she said. “It was good working with you, as always.”

“A pleasure of course. I’ll see you soon.”

“Unfortunately.” She walked away with a sly smile on her face

I walked over to Mygle. He was standing on the edge of the sidewalk with his head down. He looked very lost. I assumed that he was making himself invisible to everyone but me.

“Hey,” I said.

“Hi,” he said back.

“You OK?”

“Not really. You?”

“I’ve had worse days.”

He nodded his head.

“Why would the King be gathering an army?” I asked him.

“I don’t know,” he lied.

“Please, Mygle. Don’t lie to me.”

He let out a long sigh. “There’s someone.”


“I don’t know who.” He was lying but I was going to get some truth out of him. “He’s planning. All the monsters know.”

“What’s going to happen?”

“I don’t know for sure, but when does I don’t think even you can stop it.”

Mygle walked away. My life just kept getting better and better…

Terror Apartments: Part Twelve

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Posted by on March 12, 2014 in Terror Apartments


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Terror Apartments Part Eleven

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten

We walked up the stairs and headed up to the 8th floor. Mygle was quiet for the entire walk, which is not usually the case for him, but it was certainly understandable. I never knew that he had to kill his brother and that his father wanted him dead for it. He did it to save a human life. No other monster had ever done that. It really made me wonder.

“So what did you find?” I asked Mygle, finally breaking the silence. “When you got to this floor, I mean.”

“I didn’t go in there,” he said, “but I know they’re there.”

“How do you know?”

“Trust me.”

“If you know that they are in there then wouldn’t they know that you’re out here?” Lenny asked.


“OK, good. So much for the element of surprise.”

The 8th floor looked just the same as the rest of the building and felt just as empty. I still wondered where all of the people were because even after the last fight no one came out to check out what all of the noise was. Not even the man that I had just spoken to came out of his room.

“Why does it seem so empty?” I asked openly, more to Mygle, though. “I mean no one seems to hear us fighting.”

“Maybe the walls are just really thick?” Lenny suggested.

“I’m pretty sure they would hear a gunshot, even with thick walls.”

“It’s my kin,” Mygle informed us. “They are keeping hallways quiet so they can sneak around.”

“Then how did people notice them in the first place?”

“Once they get in the room they only as quiet as their feet can be.”

“Fair enough.”

We reached the room number that the man told me to go to and stood in front of it.

“Do we knock?” I suggested sarcastically.

“We barge in,” said Mygle. “Be ready. There will be a lot.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way. On three?”

They both nodded their heads. I counted down and then I kicked the door in. It dented in the middle and the hinges snapped off with a loud crack. It flew down the hallway of the apartment and crashed into a very nice looking armoire. We charged in the room and readied ourselves for attack. There wasn’t one, however.

I looked around trying to figure out what was going on, figuring maybe they were in one of the other rooms, but they weren’t. The only living thing in the apartment was the guy who lived there and he looked terrified. I tried to imagine if I was in his shoes and three people—one being a gremlin—came barging in my apartment with weapons drawn right after they kicked my door 20 feet, I think I might have crapped my pants.

I put my axes away and slowly walked to him with my hand outstretched.

“Hi,” I said.

The man jumped, so I backed up.

“Sorry about your door,” I apologized. “I’m Wes.”

“D-D-David,” he stuttered.

“OK David, there are some gremlins that look like that guy over there.” I pointed over toward Mygle. “We need to find them. Have you any of them.”

He nodded his head.

“Were you the first person to see them?” I asked him.

“No,” he replied.

“Who was?”

“Old Lady Haggard.”

“Thank you.” I turned to Lenny. “I assume your company can take care of the damages?”

“Yeah,” he replied.

“OK. Let’s go.”

I let the two of them get out first and erased David’s memory. There was no need for him to have to remember what I just did.

We travelled back down to the 4th floor where the old lady we saw before lived.

“I thought you said you knew they would be in there,” Lenny barked at Mygle.

“I did,” Mygle responded. “That’s why they move.”

“Same strategy?” I asked them. They both nodded.

I kicked the door in and this time we were met with a much different situation. The gremlins had the rest of Kelly’s team and the old lady strung up on the wall. They looked like they were still alive. One of the gremlins was holding Kelly and had a knife held right above her chest. It brought the knife down straight at her…

Terror Apartments: Part Eleven

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Posted by on March 10, 2014 in Terror Apartments


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Terror Apartments Part Ten

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine

In the split second that I had before the gremlin was going to stab me in the back I could do nothing but let it happen. That was until Mygle popped out of nowhere and tackled the gremlin away from me. I had to say that I was not expecting that.

The two of them wrestled on the ground back and forth across the hallway. I wanted to jump in and help him but I was afraid that I was going to do more harm than good. So, I just let the two of them work it out.

Mygle took his little knife out to stab the other gremlin but it knocked the knife away and kicked Mygle off of him.

“How could you?” the gremlin asked.

Mygle didn’t say anything.

“You betrayed us once,” the gremlin continued. Already. I am assuming the thing wanted to say already, or before. Really it could be anything that would make a complete sentence.

“I did had to,” Mygle spat.

“I can’t wait to cut you open and tell the King.”

That seemed to sting Mygle a little bit.

“I can shoot the other one,” Lenny whispered to me.

“No,” I said back. “Let him work this out.”

“I have a clear shot.”

“Trust me.”

Lenny was aggravated but he didn’t shoot.

“The King has wanted you dead since,” the gremlin said.

“I have no king,” Mygle replied.

“No you don’t.”

The gremlin jumped at Mygle but he simply sidestepped and killed the gremlin with the knife. For the longest time we all just stood there. Lenny had gotten the proof that he needed that Mygle was on our side. I was sure that he wouldn’t question it for the rest of the time that we were in there.

Mygle was hurt. I could see it in his eyes. He had turned against his kind a long time ago but that didn’t meant he wanted to kill another gremlin. I slowly walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

“It was a Monday,” Mygle started. “The night was there and it was raining.”

Lenny and I both walked a little bit closer to listen to him.

“My brother, Jenk,” he continued, “had found our dinner for that night. I was so hungry and I could smell the girl from mile away.”

I suddenly felt like I didn’t want to hear the rest of the story.

“There was nothing better than human flesh,” he admitted. “I craved it day and night. The thought of being to eat on your people meat was the best. Sorry.” Mygle stopped for a second and just shook his head. “I walked up to my brother and saw that it was just appetizer. The girl was no more than three I guess. She was crying for mama. Something snapped in me that day. It was just a baby and it didn’t know better. Most of the time gremlins don’t care but I did. I asked my brother to let her go, to find another human. I tried to stop him.”

“He ate the girl?” Lenny interrupted.

“No.” Mygle was agitated.

“You said you tried to stop him.”

“Yes, and I did.”

“Come on, Lenny, really?” I said. “Let him finish.”

“Sorry,” Lenny apologized.

“I killed my brother and brought the girl home,” Mygle told us. “I followed the scent to bring her back. My father not happy.”

“Is your father the King?” I asked him.

Mygle nodded.

“Gremlins have a king?” It was surprising to me.

“He was going to have me killed so I ran,” he said.

“Mygle I had no idea.”

“Now you do.”

I nodded my head and brought us back to the situation at hand.

“Why did you leave us again?” I asked him.

“I was looking for them,” he answered.

“You couldn’t tell us that?”

“Sorry. We have to go to the 8th floor.”

“Yeah we know,” said Lenny.

“Oh. Let’s go then.” Mygle walked down the hallway. “I won’t just take off this time.”

As we walked down the hall I thought about what Mygle had done and what he had to give up. He had to kill his own flesh and blood to do what he thought was right and be hunted by his father. I had a new found respect for him…

Terror Apartments: Part Ten

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Posted by on March 7, 2014 in Terror Apartments


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Terror Apartments Part Nine

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part EightPart Ten

This time I didn’t wait to see what the red devils were going to do. So, I charged at them with my axes held at my sides. Two of them came at me while the other two disappeared. I assumed they were going after Lenny but I started to think that they wouldn’t really see him as a threat, for good reasons, and were probably going to surprise attack me.

I spun around and swung my axes at the two gremlins, both of whom jumped at me. Both axes sliced and hit nothing but air. Planning for the other two gremlins to appear in front of me I pushed off the ground and did a barrel roll. It was the perfect thing to do because the other two did appear in front of me and tried to attack my legs. As I spun through the air I swung one of my axes and managed to cut one of the gremlin’s head in half. The other one rolled out of the way.

When I landed on the ground they didn’t give me any time to gather myself as they were on me again. I glanced at Lenny and saw that he had his gun pointed in our direction.

“I’d rather you didn’t shoot that please,” I told him.

“I can’t just stand here,” he said.

I knocked one of the gremlins away from me and back flip-kicked another one that was charging at me. I caught it under the chin and I thought for a second that I might have broken something but they are resilient creatures. Instead it flew across the hallway right by Lenny.

“There you go,” I said.

“Thanks?” he sort of thanked me.

“No problem. Try to cut its head off.”

“Yeah, piece of cake.” I ignored his sarcasm.

Now that I had one of them off my back fighting two of them was much easier. We went back and forth for a while and, I don’t like to brag but I had the upper hand.

“You’re dead, paladin,” one of the gremlins threatened.

“You’re voice is terrible,” I replied calmly. That seemed to get the reaction I wanted. I really don’t know why I have to antagonize everyone.

The gremlin came at me with a renewed anger and moved quicker than I had expected. It slashed at my face with its razor sharp claws. I moved out of the way but it still managed to put a good cut across my right cheek. Right as it landed I kicked it like a field goal kicker as hard as I could. I wasn’t too happy that he managed to cut me.

As the gremlin flew through the air I shot it right in the head. It wouldn’t be dead but it was definitely unconscious. There was one left for me and Lenny was struggling with the other one. It was like watching a two-year old trying to catch a ball. I almost laughed out of amusement.

“You need help there?” I asked him.

He grunted in response.

“OK then,” I responded.

The gremlin that was still attacking me swiped at my left leg. I lifted my foot off the ground and when its hand was in the right spot I stomped down, right on its hand. The thing yelped in pain.

“I thought I was going to die?” I said, right before I lopped off its head. “Hmm. Guess not.”

I looked down on Lenny and he was struggling with the gremlin on top of him.

“Come on, Lenny,” I whined. “It’s no bigger than a child for crying out loud.”

I grabbed the gremlin and threw it in the air. As it was coming back down, after it bounced off the ceiling, I chopped down and separated its head from its body. I turned back to Lenny who was still on the ground.

“Lying around on the job?” I teased. I put my hand out to help him out. He knocked my hand away and got up by himself. “Fine.”

Lenny was looking at me differently.

“What?” I asked.

“Nothing,” he said. “You’re pretty good.”

“Lenny you are so sweet to me.”

“Shut up.”

I laughed and he actually cracked a smile.

“It’s kind of hard to tell because they all basically look the same but those ones seemed different than the ones from before,” I pointed out.

“I couldn’t tell,” Lenny admitted.

“Hmm. No sense in dwelling on it.”

“This seems like a lot of gremlins. I thought they travel in small packs, like three or four.”

“Yeah. There has been a lot of that lately.”

“Kelly told us about the town of werewolves.”

“Ha. That was a doozy.”

Lenny just nodded his head.

“Let’s get moving,” I ordered. “There’s a guy on the 8th floor who might have some answers.”

I had my back turned, facing down the wrong direction of the hallway. One thing you should learn from this is never have your back turned to an enemy, even if you think they are dead or unconscious.

I could see it in Lenny’s face. One of the gremlins that I had shot was jumping at me with something sharp in its hands. It was too close for me to turn around. I had made the dumbest mistake…

Terror Apartments: Part Nine

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Posted by on March 5, 2014 in Terror Apartments


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Terror Apartments Part Eight

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Nine, Part Ten

“I’m gonna kill that little jerk,” Lenny promised. He didn’t say jerk but I have decided to keep this as clean as possible.

I couldn’t believe that Mygle had taken off on us again. He was acting very strange.

“He’s acting weird,” I said.

Lenny was looking at me like I had three heads.

“He’s acting weird?” he asked me.

“Yeah,” I replied.

“How should a gremlin normally act?!”

“I don’t know, but I know Mygle and he wouldn’t just run away like this.”

“Apparently he would.”

I felt like punching Lenny right in the face but I held it back. I didn’t want to spend time fighting with him. So, I buried my anger deep inside and would let it come out later when we found all of the gremlins.

With no help from Mygle we needed to search the old fashioned way, again, by asking questions. We traveled up to the next floor and decided to split up by going door to door. After each one, assuming someone would answer, we were to meet back in the hallway so neither of us lost the other. For the first three doors no one answered. Finally on the fourth one a man answered. He wasn’t as old as the previous lady I spoke with but he was definitely much older than I am.

“Yes?” he asked.

“Hi,” I said. “My name is Wes. I’m an exterminator. I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions?”

“Why would an exterminator need to ask me any questions?”

He had a good point. “We are having trouble locating the nest of rats and we were asking around to see if we could locate the source.”

“I guess that makes sense. Come on in.”

I stepped into the door after he opened it fully for me and the apartment was very bare. Clearly this guy lived alone. The one thing it did have going for it was the huge TV and the surround sound system that was set up. The man noticed that I was looking at it.

“Nice, isn’t it?” he asked me.

“Yeah,” I answered. “Wish I had this setup.”

“I can’t really turn it as loud as I want. The walls are pretty thick and everyone else’s hearing around me is pretty bad but still, so is mine.” He laughed to himself. I smiled so he didn’t think I was rude. Plus, it was kind of funny.

“Bet it cost a pretty penny?”

“Yeah, but I’ve got more money than I know what to do with and no one to give it to.”

I felt a little awkward after that.

“So you were looking for the critters?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “The rats.”

“Funny looking rats. I think it’s disgusting that there are rodents in this building.”

“You’ve seen them?”

“No but I’ve heard. Old Lady Haggard downstairs talked about them and a gentleman on the 8th floor said something about it, too.”

“Are those the only ones?”

He thought about it for a moment.

“Yeah,” he finally replied. “I guess. The only ones I talk to anyway.”

“OK,” I started. “I think I already talked to Mrs. Haggard so I should probably go talk to that other man. What is his name?”

“Fred Hill.”

“What apartment number?”

“Eight zero three.”

“Thank you.”

I got up and headed for the door.

“I’m going to go talk to him,” I said.

“No problem.”

I walked out the door and met up with Lenny in the hallway.

“I’ve got a lead,” I told him.

He didn’t say anything but just kept staring down the hallway.

“What?” I asked him.

I looked down in the direction he was facing and saw four gremlins, staring at us…

Terror Apartments: Part Eight

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Posted by on March 3, 2014 in Terror Apartments


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Terror Apartments Part Seven

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part EightPart NinePart Ten

“Whoa, guys,” Mygle pleaded. “Don’t kill me.”

“Explain why we shouldn’t?” I demanded. I was really mad.

“Because if you do you’ll have a hard time finding your friends.”

“I don’t care,” said Lenny.

“Don’t.” I stood between the two of them so he wouldn’t shoot Mygle.

“Do you think that is going to stop me?”

I had to admit that I really didn’t think it was going to stop him. If he got to shoot the both of us he might actually come out of this happy, even if Kelly and the rest of them did die. I hoped he was better than that, though.

“Yes?” I said.

He looked like he was going to shoot for a second but stopped and put his gun down instead.

“I don’t trust him,” Lenny admitted.

“I do,” I told him.

“If we are going to let him help us then he is just going to turn on us.”

“I won’t,” Mygle promised.

“You just did.”

“Actually I didn’t. I didn’t help my others fight you.”

“You took off, though,” I pointed out. “Why?”

Mygle just shook his head. Something was really bothering him and I didn’t want to push it right then. But before this was all over I was going to get to the bottom of it, regardless of his feelings.

“He asked you a question,” Lenny informed him, stating the obvious. Why do people always say it like that as if the other person, or in this case thing, didn’t hear them? It never really made sense to me.

“Leave him be,” I said.

“Fine,” Lenny submitted. “If he turns on us, I’ll kill him.”

“I’ll help you.”

Lenny walked away. I turned to Mygle.

“Do you mind telling me what that was about back there?” I asked him.

“Yes I do,” he said.

“Fine. Just don’t do that again.”


It was odd. I had seen Mygle frightened before back when we fought the trolls but something had him really scared. I needed to find out what had happened to him that made him eat other monsters and not humans.

We all headed down the hallway in search of all our missing friends.

“So where are we going?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” Mygle replied.

I stopped and turned around. Lenny looked like he was going to explode.

“What?” Lenny was growling through his teeth. “If you don’t know then why did you make it seem like you did?”

“I said I didn’t know where they were,” Mygle informed us, “but I didn’t say I couldn’t find them.”

“Good. Find them.”

“It isn’t that simple.”

“Once again, why are you here?”

This whole thing was going to be tough with just Lenny and I, but now I had to keep the peace between him and Mygle. Although, it was nice to not have Lenny put all his hatred towards me for once.

“Just walk that way,” Mygle pointed down the hall.

We listened to him and started walking in the direction that he had pointed.

“Hey, Mygle,” I said, as I turned around. I was surprised to see that he was no longer behind us. He had ditched us again…

Terror Apartments: Part Seven

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Posted by on February 28, 2014 in Terror Apartments


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Terror Apartments Part Six

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part SevenPart EightPart NinePart Ten

Let’s take a look at the situation: Kelly and almost all of her team were just kidnapped by a group of gremlins and most likely were going to be eaten. Mygle had taken off and left me high and dry. All I could think of, however, was that I was going to have to figure the rest of this out with Lenny, the one person in the world I hated more than anyone else. I knew that I was going to have to work with him at first but I didn’t think it was going to be just the two of us. I could tell he felt the same way.

We both got up and stared at each other. We looked back and forth at the hallway and it was kind of a mess. Some broken up plaster and blood were spread out on the floor. I was surprised that no one had come out to say anything yet. We were making so much noise I’m sure that everyone in the entire building would have heard us.

A door opened up next to me. I always speak too soon.

“What’s going on out here?” asked the old lady that we were just speaking to.

“Uh,” I stumbled. “I fell.”

For what fell like forever she just stared at me. There was no way she was going to buy that bull crap story.

“Are you OK?” she asked.

Seriously. She bought that. “I’m fine.”

“Should I call an ambulance?”

“No. I’ll be OK. We’ll clean up here, too.”

“Alright.” She closed the door behind her.

I looked over at Lenny.

“That was weird,” I said.

He just stared at me.

“Why isn’t anyone else coming out?” I asked.

“Seriously?” he asked me.


“Kelly and the rest of my team were just taken away.”


“Then what does it matter if people heard us or not?”

“Calm down, Lenny.” I didn’t see the need to mock him at the time. “It isn’t like I haven’t been in this situation before. We’ll get them back.”

“Let’s go then. Now.”

I put up my hands in surrender and followed him as he took off. I could understand his panic. It wasn’t like I wasn’t freaking out a little bit on the inside but it didn’t do anyone any good to start throwing a fit.

We headed off in the direction that the gremlins had been dragging the bodies but there was a lot of ground to cover. There was no telling where they were heading and there was no trail because they had done their amazing teleporting act. Or they might have gone invisible, but I didn’t think they could make humans go invisible, too.

“There’s no telling where they are,” I pointed out. Lenny was freaking out and moving around erratically. “They could be anywhere in this building.”

“You don’t think I know that, idiot?” he asked. He had turned around to say it right in my face.

“Name calling isn’t going to get us anywhere.”

“Can you just shut up?”

I grabbed him by the arm and whipped him around.

“Look,” I began, “I know this situation sucks but it is what it is. We could search this place top to bottom and probably wouldn’t get to them in time. We need to pull ourselves together and figure this thing out. They are in here somewhere and the gremlins would have picked a place to nest. If we ask around we can find out where that nest is.”

Lenny looked at me like he wanted to say more but he was professional. He knew that I was right and we needed to work together to get this done.

“Fine,” he spat. “Just follow me.”

“I really think it would be better if you would follow me,” I said.


“I have more experience and I’m better.”

“I’m older.”

“You’re uglier.”

“I should just shoot you right here.”

“Try me.” I don’t know how we got here.

“I can lead the way,” said Mygle.

Lenny and I both put our differences aside and pointed our guns directly at Mygle’s head…

Terror Apartments: Part Six

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Posted by on February 26, 2014 in Terror Apartments


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