Myths from the P.o.D.

Welcome! Sorry for the late post, I've been slightly busy. Today begins another series! This series will be known as "Myths from the P.o.D.". Named after my stash of free-writing, this series will be stories from my free-writing. Some of these tales may have sequels added after them, while others may simply be stand-alone.

To begin, here is the start of a story which I call "First Theft". This story is currently unfinished.

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The room was simple in design; rectangular shape, smooth concrete walls, two exits and a low ceiling. At the moment the long table in the center of the room was occupied with the company's council members.

“I won't allow it!” Shouted one large man at the end of the table. He was fairly short with a stout figure, and his salt and pepper hair was nearly nonexistent. The other board members watched this man carefully, not wanting to be the one to incite his rage.

“It's already been done sir.” The oldest councilor stated, not bothering to look up from his papers.

“What?” The first man shouted, slamming his fist on the table. The oldest councilor gave a single nod, shifting through his papers.

“The test occurred late last evening. Suffice it to say, failure was the result.”

“Why wasn't I informed of this earlier?” The first man's voice held no trace of his former anger; a fact that terrified the rest of the council, for it meant that severe punishment was just around the corner. The oldest councilor finally looked up from his papers, to turn cynical brown eyes on the head of the company.

“Sir, if we had told you about the test before, then you would have shut us down. The risk was calculated, and found to be acceptable.”

“Acceptable? My son's life is not an acceptable risk.” Mendel Linch, head of Linch Enterprises, spoke with a cold detachment. While within, his heart screamed for the child he had lost. Regret far bitter then Mendel had ever experienced stabbed like knives as he remembered the last words he had ever spoken to his son.

“If you continue to defy me, then you are no son of mine!”

“Then I am not your son.”

“Foolish boy, she's nothing but a distraction!”

“No father, she is my fiancée.”

“Get out! If you marry her, then I will disinherit you!”

“Then this is farewell. Enjoy a frozen heart, and an empty home.”

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