Thurday Doors Writing Challenge : Morgarna Part Three.

This is my fourth entry for Dan Antion’s Thursday Doors Writing Challenge. This is my four entry and it is part three and the finale part this current story of Morgarna.

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The hallway was long and narrow and had lots of doors on both sides…”This is weird babes! ” said Merlin scratching his head. “I checked this place out as we approached and there were no spaceial or time querks around here. “
Morgarna opened a door to her left, it revealed a brick wall…as did all the other doors up to the end of the hall. They both laughed .
They heard music and voices … The voices were arguing and just as they reached a highly decorated door at the end of the hallway it burst open blinding them with light and deafening them with music. Just then the Anomaly flashed to the side of Morgarna. She was not impressed with having a gun shoved into face or being moved roughly into the room behind the door!

Picture caption: Door picture by Resa McConaghy

Looking to her side Morgarna noticed that Merlin was gone… “That bastard shit jumped and left me to cope…what’s more he must have dialed it up! Immortal or not that shit’s days are numbered, I swear! ” Morgarna thought angrily.
The guy with the gun shoved her into a chair and said to the other guy
” I thought you’d killed this bitch”
“I did and I made a good job of it too! Then I threw her in the dumpster a block away. “
“That bits true she smells like something died!”
Hackles rising , Morgarna held her tongue and kept a tight reign on her temper …she could easily wipe these two lowlifes out with one look but that would not solve this mystery.

Suddenly the guy who’d run her down, reversed over her and dumped her in the rubbish, ran his hands all over Morgarna. He was astonished that her only reaction was to bristle! He checked her bones and limbs then he couldn’t resist her ample chest. Big mistake! her size three Doc Martens came up swiftly and hit him hard in the crown jewels. He screamed in pain and passed out. ( A kick from an immortal is not to be sneezed at! )
The other guy lost his nerve and started shooting at Morgarna but she just swerved and ducked as each bullet missed her.
“Oh! Bless ” she said with a smirk on her lips…”can’t you kill me either” Standing up Morgarna leaned across to the chap, she shoved him into a chair behind him and asked him… “Do you want to grab a handful like your mate here or are you going to explain this?” She indicated the mess of wires, timers and explosives on the table.

Back at the Lab Merlin was drinking coffee and eating Gail’s banana cake. “When’s Morgarna coming back ?’ Gail asked from the doorway, I need to make sure there’s enough curry for her, she’ll be starving when she gets back. “
“She will indeed and filthy too” Merlin replied. Gail looked at him sideways.
Smiling sheepishly Merlin said , “She’ll be five minutes” he was busy with his laptop so Gail went back to the kitchen and started to get a feast ready for Morgan.
Morgarna had her boot nicely wedged in the the guy’s crotch and was applying some not so gentle pressure.
He was now sweating profusely and singing like a bird!
“Come on big boy tell me all Morgarna cooed, as pressed harder.
“We need to make people listen ” the guy was screaming now , really panicking.” No one was taking us seriously so we needed to make a huge statement “
“And a bomb in Times Square was the only way? What about all the innocent people out for a night of fun”
“Yes indeed it’s the only way! And if people get hurt than so be it”
Just then Morgarna’s stomach rumbled I’ve have had enough of this she thought, I’ve got all the names and places and contacts now . I stink and I am starving ..”sod this” she said pushing her Doc Martens in until the blood could be seen oozing out! Picking up the phone she rang the FBI and gave them all the information, and where to pick the terrorists and all of their group up from. Adding as an after tought they might need a couple of ambulances too.
As soon as she heard the sirens she woke both guys up, ” pain she smiled is so close to pleasure”….. then she sent a message to Merlin.
The Anomaly arrived just as the FBI and the Paramedics arrived. Morgarna jumped leaving a the FBI to discover two guys rolling about in agony, lots of blood and a terrible smell!?
Splash… Morgarna landed in a beautifully hot bubble bath …”That shit Merlin is trying to make amends!” She thought, “It won’t work with me she snarked!”
Later smelling as sweet as roses Morgarna and Gail were having a fabulous curry in the garden, Morgarna had had the best part of a bottle of Shiraz and was just lighting a cigarette. “Where is shitface?” she asked Gail.
“He said he had to pop out ” replied Gail.
“Huh! I bet he bloody did”
“Where did you put your dirty clothes?” asked Gail, “I will see if they are salvageable?”
” Oh! Yer, I put them in his bed!” Smiled Morgarna!
Gail winked…”I guess they can stay there awhile “.

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Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light. My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.

26 thoughts on “Thurday Doors Writing Challenge : Morgarna Part Three.”

  1. Oh yes, Willow, a bubble bath, complete with a bottle of Shiraz, perfecto, …especially after Morgarna’s adventure, …and that door fits in perfectly, a time warp invitation methinks,…. 💫🤗💙💜💫

  2. Hahaha Go Morgarna! BTW, you are the popular one these days! Another great picture of you and another book! You are certainly getting what you deserve, young lady!

  3. Thank you Marsha that Morgarna needs no encouragement!
    Thank you for the support I really appreciate it . I also appreciate Dan trusting in me too 💜💜💜

  4. Yay! The bad guys got theirs, with a little extra for all the trouble they caused her, and Merlin will soon get his when he tries to get some sleep. Well done, Willow. Enjoy the curry and the wine.

      1. No, I loved the story, Willow! I was apologizing for calling Morgarna Morgana–without the letter ‘r’! in her name.

      2. Oh, most definitely! I just have a thing about misspelling names and I felt so bad when I did that with Morgarna’s name. Mine usually always ends up as Louise, or Louis, or as Dan’s jokes that his fingers type in, Loid. Dan is always forgiven. 😆

      3. Lois , I shall make sure I spell your name correctly… Morgarna is quite happy now and ready to parrrtay! Yes you can always forgive Dan! …💜💜

  5. Wow!

    Quite the story ending, Willow. I’ll read the first 2 this weekend. Seems I’m always reading backwards on blogs!

    Thanks for using my door pic! Yahoo!

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