_A/N: This is a story taken from an excerpt of a book I am making. Sorry (or not) for the cliffhanger! ;)_

The sound of snow crunching underneath boots fills the outside of what remains beneath the whiteness, the seemingly almost emptiness of the lands, devoid of any color except for the one known as swans. Snow and swans were similar in a way. With the graceful movement, the silence that comes w...

_January 4th, 1963. Somewhere Woods._

_'There's an old car in the woods that seems to be related to the case you're tracking. Why don't ya' go investigate it? Huh? Could give you some new information on whatever you were doing in the first place.'_

Cicadas chirping breaks the silence of the area that was currently occupied by an individual. The individual scoffs a bit, a frown dusting their face ...

_A/N: This is based off of the song, Devil's Train, by The Lab Rats. The story here is based off of the meaning behind it, contains some of the lyrics, and I would totally recommend you to listen to it!_

The rain patters down onto the pavement as quiet panting fills the outside. A man is running, away from who knows what. His footsteps are heavy, kicking the gravel that is dusted alongside the g...

Statement of Xavier Huynh, regarding a meeting with an unnamed individual, and a small leather bag that he had received with an odd black box located inside of it.

Statement begins.

It was about 8:41 at nighttime, which could possibly explain why the streets of London were weirdly quiet. Usually, there were people out in the town that had been roaming about, and either causing a ruckus or doing...