Zion: 15 Years Later….

Here’s yet another writing prompt from Teresa, this time about Espionage.

About this particular prompt:

Your challenge today, should you accept it, is to explore your darker side or sense of justice. Write your take on the thriller subgenre of Espionage and see where it leads…or whatever/wherever the picture takes you. There are no word limits or requirements of any kind. Just see where the picture or genre takes you and have fun.

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This short story will be using characters from my Zion trilogy, which I have published – specifically the characters Alexei and Anastasia (who are siblings). In this short story (which will take place AFTER the whole Zion trilogy has ended), it’ll include the siblings kids.


Anastasia ran over to the nearest tree, barely avoiding the projectile thrown at her. It skimmed her ear. “Argh!” she winced, crouching down behind the tree. “Kim, Jim, status report,” she said, touching the communicator embedded along the wrist line of her black finger-less gloves.

She heard several shouts, but no answer. “Hello?” Silence. “Hello?!”

“Sorry…(panting)…were taking…(panting)…taking heavy fire. Need back-up.”

Anastasia then heard a scream and the line went dead. “Kim? Kim!?

She peeked around the tree trunk and immediately pulled back as another projectile flew past her and slammed into a nearby tree, breaking apart. She touched her communicator, bringing her wrist back up to her mouth. “Kim? Kim, can you hear me?”

No answer.

She pushed herself to her feet and darted over to the next tree, going nearer to Kim’s last known position. “Kim, are you there?” She heard nothing but her own heavy breathing. “Jim? Jim, are you still on this channel? Acknowledge.”


Another projectile flew at her. She dropped to the ground and used her momentum to roll forward and sprang to her feet, firing unceasingly at the enemy.

They screamed and dropped, clutching their chests. Some went and began readying themselves to retaliate.

She didn’t give them a chance and immediately darted off, nearing Kim’s last known position.

She then reached the spot and ducked behind a bush, the snow crunching underneath her feet slightly. To her surprise, she heard giggling.

“I can’t believe that Mummy fell for it,” someone whispered.

It was Jim.

Another person giggled. Definitely Kim. “I know, right?” Kim whispered back. “When she runs over, scared out of her pants, we’ll hit her with our stack of snowballs.”

Anastasia smirked. So, that’s how you want to play it, huh?

Kim turned to Jim. “See Mum yet?” she whispered.

Jim shook his head. “No,” he whispered back. Then he gasped. “Wait! I think I saw movement over there!” and he pointed in a north-north-east direction. Kim crouched down next to him and peered in that direction.

“I don’t see-ARGHHH!!!

A large snowball smashed into her face and she tumbled back by the sheer force of impact and into Jim and they tumbled backwards into the snow. She sat up, coughing and spluttering, brushing the snow out of her face. Climbing off Jim, she helped him up and brushed him down.

“Who threw that?” Jim asked.

A twig snapped behind them.

They heard the others yelling and laughing.

Snow crunched behind them.

Bushes rustled around them.

Kim grabbed Jim’s hand. He grabbed hers.

They fell backwards screaming as something jumped out from the trees above them.

Kim then realised it was Anastasia. “Oh.” She chuckled sheepishly. “Hey, Mum.”

A dark shadow fell across them. Looking up, they realised that they had bumped into a tree when they fell and a large amount of snow was pummeling towards them.

“Oh no…”

Anastasia clutched her sides as she doubled over laughing at the expressions on the faces just a micro-second before the snow pile landed on top of them. “That’s what happens when you mess with your mother,” she warned them.

“Sorry, Mum,” came Jim’s muffled apology from underneath the snow.

Kim’s head popped up. “What he said,” she added.

“Alright, let me help you out,” she said and held out her hands for them to grasp. Just as they grasped her hands, something heavy slammed into her from behind and she was slammed face-first into the snow between Kim and Jim. Hearing laughing from behind them, Anastasia pushed herself up and turning around, saw her brother Alexei and his three kids and her other three all standing there laughing at her and Kim and Jim before throwing more snowballs at them.

Anastasia covered her head and then pulled Kim and Jim close and whispered in their ears: “Wanna’ kick their butt?”

Kim and Jim grinned. “Yeah!”

She sprang to her feet. “Then CHARGE!!!

Well, it STARTED as espionage.

Have a great day/night!


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