Well, That’s Just Irri


Remember that one sentence I said I found in a draft last week? Well, I decided to expand upon it a little bit and turn it into the makings of a sci-fi/fantasy story. Since I’m so obsessed with mythological plots, I figured I should give it a try myself. Obviously, it’s still a work in progress, but the writing in and of itself is fun and therapeutic. So yeah, take a gander and let me know what you think. Maybe whenever I get some free time I can chip away at it and have a short little story on my hands. Yippee!

Oh yeah, I don’t have a title yet.


She sat there with pieces of her past strewn on the floor in front of her. Numbly, she fingered the black and white photographs, looking without really seeing.

A faded, smiling woman suddenly became distorted in her hands, and she realized she was crying. The tears had cleared a path through the dirt on her face, forcing to be noticed as they hungrily absorbed the aged ink of the picture. Angry, Irri wiped a soil-stained fist across her face, stopping the tears in their tracks. Bastards.

Irri considered herself emotionally stunted. Crime and death followed like a plague, and hunger was so common to her sometimes she found herself deceived, thinking it more friend than foe. Her skin was more armor than anything; she had taught herself how to keep the pain out, but it came at a price where the rest of the world was shut out, too. That was okay, it meant that she was safe. But we’re never really safe, are we?

The hushed rustle of feet meeting leaves made her forget the pain of the past at once. Human? Animal? Worse? Instinct took over, and all that mattered was not being detected. Being unnoticed was always of the utmost concern, and Irri had mastered the art. After all, she had the advantage. At least she had that.

In one swift movement, she brushed the photographs back into their hidden hole, shuttered, and it was done. Around her, the world expanded and her vision shifted from vivid colors to blurry ones singed with infrared. The footsteps stopped, and it became a waiting game. Whatever it was had sensed the change. In the sanctuary of trees, Irri had the advantage of staying hidden, but they couldn’t hide her forever. I have to get out.

Responding to the thought, her body moved as one; a thick muscle moving soundlessly across the forest floor. Her body curved around the corner, staying close to the wall and exposing herself to the sun an inch at a time. A raccoon. It seemed harmless enough at first glance, but one could never be sure. Sticking out her tongue, Irri tasted the unwanted visitor, and recoiled instantly, a hiss escaping her before she could stop it.

At the noise, the furred bandit turned, locking eyes with Irri. These were not the eyes of a common woodland forager. Could it be? No, she reassured herself. There are no more left. The animal’s eyes were the sparkling blue of sapphires, and seemed to bore into her, violating both mind and soul. Back off. She hissed again, slithering her body out into the open, focusing on where she would sink her fangs and give the kiss of death.

Moving forward, she shuddered again and felt herself lengthen and widen, tripling in size, feeling the sudden surge of venom enter her body. There was enough coursing through her now to eradicate a herd of elephants; she knew it was more than necessary, but there was no room for error. Especially if this was what she thought.

Her prey had frozen; the stench of fear was emanating off of him, and Irri read it in his eyes as well. Maybe it is just a raccoon, but I can’t take the risk. If it was just an ordinary animal, then at least she found dinner. As Irri continued to take the offensive, the raccoon got its wits about him again, and she saw in those blue pools that she would be too late. NO. She coiled and struck with the speed of an expert huntress, but her fangs only found empty air.

Cursing to herself, she shuddered and felt the comfort of bones solidifying in her body once again. In another instant, she was stretching out and seeing the immense span of wings in her peripherals. Irri couldn’t help but feel a glimmer of pride at the sheer size of herself, and how powerful she felt as the ground disappeared beneath her well-muscled legs. In seconds, she was well above the treeline, sniffing for the strangers scent.

It was faint, but there. She circled, letting her eyes zoom in and out in search of the intruder. There. Huddled in the crook where branch meets trunk, was a sparrow a third of her size, with the piercing blue eyes. He looks so lost, but she couldn’t let his vulnerability affect her. You made a promise.

Like a rocket, she shot towards the petite bird with too much force. Both sparrow and eagle went crashing through the trees at reckless speed, and before she could react, the ground was rushing up to meet Irri and her prey. And then her world went black.


About azuremarie

Bonjour, I'm Azure; a healthy dose of eccentricity best taken with a grain of salt. Most people describe me as sassy, and I like that. I love words, and think that anyone who can twist them in their mouth and make something beautiful come out is sexy and someone with whom I want to spend my time. I read a lot (bordering on too much), and am baller at boggle. I happen to be addicted to concerts/live music, and will listen to anything that can carry a beat, and even those that don't. I believe that being normal is boring, and love bright colors. I have a soft spot for animals, particularly dogs and horses, but I am beginning to be a cat person as well. Sometimes, I will admit that I like some animals better than some people - they're great listeners and don't judge. J'adore voyager. Someday I want to be able to look at a map of the world and say "I have been there, there, and there... and there", and have a memory attached to them all. I've recently begun to work at an organic juice bar, and diet/holistic health is starting to become a main passion of mine. I want to be able to experience our world, as well as help save it. Oh, and unicorns exist.

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