Flash Fiction: Headquarters

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PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. Other stories featuring the prompt can be found here.

Note: Visited my novel story world again this week. Something about that fabulous window!


\In the dirty old part of the city, headquarters stands, unassuming and hidden from the spotlight. On paper, a tax dodge, a write off. The outside shabby, dirty. The inside a different story; home to high tech, shiny floors. A modern interior. The haven provides safety for the underground movement. Operations secret. A vault contains weapons and forbidden substances, items only seen on the black market. The Rebels source their materials directly; phoenix feathers, unicorn shavings, metals, and gems. All forbidden by the laws of The Guardians. Disarm any resistance under the guise of protecting humans. Time for a new world order. Let the final battle begin.


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