Mutating Stories

"We were born different. Not everybody could do what we could. Me and my sister, I mean. We were different in many ways...special... How we were special was simple. We were each in tune with one element. We couldn't do much, our abilities didn't use to stray far from lighting the fireplace or filling the duck pond. But then there had been rumours. Rumours about evolving. Rumours that the abilities of some elementals were mutating. But we knew it was more than just a rumour." ~ Benjamin "I didn't want to go there, the place they took the Concealed. I didn't belong there...none of us did. I heard rumours that they'd drag us there by our ankles, ignoring our begging and pleas. That they'd chain our limbs and strap us to metal tables next to trays of sharp scalpels. I didn't ever want to be one of the students to just disappear, leaving everybody wondering what happened to sweet, young Meg. I didn't want to be the one to find out if they were truly rumours. Need I go on?" ~ Megan Cover by: ImperiaX2000 (i think the cover is a bit girly. That's just my opinion.)

Horrifying carnivorous seaweed is clearing beaches of sunbathers -- Can only one man on a rusty sandwich board bicycle find a solution fast, before beachside hotels turn into haunted sea wrecks visited only by one-legged zombie seagulls?

A man who possesses the ability to transform into animals must stop a colleague from trying to forfeit his DNA.

This is a creepypasta story don't like don't read.