Howlietzer Publishing

Tag: young adult literature

  • ReDemon Chapter 1

    Book 1: Beckham Institute for Prodigies

    Chapter 1: One of Them

    There was a ringing on the rooftop. On the tallest building in Beckham City, Takashi Momotari was standing, looking over the building’s ledge. His cell phone was ringing but he didn’t notice it.

    He was preoccupied with the streets below: people stumbling around, leaning against each other for support as they walked to their cars; red and blue lights turning on and off racing down the city streets; and criminals feeling up strangers in dark, abandoned alleyways. It was home, but not really. There were important pieces missing… He finally heard his phone.

    It was a cold day in December and the wind rustled his long coat around his knees while his long, white hair wrapped around his face. He took a hair tie out of his coat pocket and pulled his hair back revealing his red-lens glasses.

    “Mooshi mooshi,” Takashi answered into his headset, “I’m… unoccupied… 432 and Lincoln? I see. I’ll be there soon.” He hung up the phone and stared down the building. It was like any other building; steel, glass, cement, all working together to stand erect. He stepped up onto the ledge and began to walk down the side towards the alley below.

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  • Splitzo Frenetica: Chapter 5

    Sunny Chapman

    For the good of my mind, body, and soul, I must get rid of these other personalities… That’s what Dr. Kinless said. I guess I agree. I would love to have my time back. I find that when I black out, sometime I lose a whole day. Not to mention sometimes there is a path of havoc that leads from my cell. It seems that Terrance Stone is bent on escaping. He’s relentless and he is hurting so many people. I wish, most of all, that Terrance Stone would leave.

    “You must take control,” said Dr. Kinless, “You must convince them that you no longer need them and merge them into one psyche. One trick I would recommend, try to redefine yourself. Allow yourself the responsibility of a father…”

    “And what else? Become a flamboyant, homicidal lunatic?”

    “No, you’re missing the point,” said Dr. Kinless, “It’s not about becoming them, it is about allowing yourself to become similar. Terrance was born because a part of you was rebelling against an abusive father. Edward and Rina were born out of pure idealization. Sunny… Well I think Sunny was constructed to allow you to relax.”

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  • Splitzo Frenetica: Chapter 4

    Rina Kasotome

    I can’t help but feel a deep reassurance that someone like Edward Thompson is inside me. To know that there is someone there who is watching out for me. It’s… nice. I don’t feel like I’m talking to no one when I talk to him anymore. I feel like he actually hears me and is helping me along somehow.

    But to know that someone like Terrance Stone is also inside me, makes me feel scared. It seems like when he is out, the black outs last longer. I would prefer that Edward take control longer than Terrance, but it never seems to end that way.

    Dr. Kinless tells me that Terrance really wants to be free. I tell him that I wish I knew how to let him go without taking my body with him. He also says I should stop talking to Edward. I tell him that I don’t think I can do that.

    The days go by and I keep visiting Dr. Kinless. I learned that there were two other personalities within me. The one that was of particular interest to me was a girl personality named Rina Kasotome.

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  • Splitzo Frenetica: Chapter 3

    Edward Thompson

    “What can you tell me about Edward Thompson?”

    I woke up in my padded room. I had blacked out again. I have no idea what happened. I hoped Dr. Kinless was OK. All I remember is being strapped to the chair and the guards and the nurses and…

    I love the drugs. I don’t particularly like the memory lapses, but I do like that the drugs keep me from doing anything I wouldn’t be proud of. I guess it really doesn’t matter. I never remember what happened during the in-between time. I think it’s better that way. There’s always some force inside that, when it is all over, tells me it is going to be alright. Kind of like a father figure.

    I can’t say that I had much of that. My real father died. My mother remarried when I was 9, and he wasn’t a very good father. I think it was during that time that these memory lapses began. It started off small. I imagined my ideal father and eventually I began to talk to him. Maybe I was trying to talk to God. I don’t know. My step dad was always gone and if he was around, he was incredibly stressed.

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  • Bigby, The Pink Unicorn

    There was an ogre attacking the city, and all that stood in its way were two frightened guards, Richie and Clayton, and a large, stone wall built around the city in case of such dire circumstances.

    Now these two were no ordinary guards; they were in fact the lowest of the low in strength, experience, and looks. Though, mind you, looks don’t typically help in the case of fighting ogres, unless you are a pretty damsel with light blue eyes and long brown hair, but that is neither here nor there because both were in fact boys, if not young men, and Hedersberg, the city that now finds itself under attack, has barely any fine damsels to distress.

    Hedersberg is a lowly city that exists well beyond many of the other cities constructed by man, and pushes closer and closer to the woodlands and mountainous areas, very far away from any more distinguishable and, need I say, mentionable cities in the country of Blythe.

    Hedersberg is nothing in comparison to the shining city of Bellzadad or the capital city Couroach, but it does have its finer points. It has a sizable army within for protection. Though today that doesn’t seem to matter nor do the other finer points if the city is leveled by an ogre.

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