Odyssey 2012 Chapter 5: The Rainbow ConnectionThe Light Train took on a new timbre around her. Her knowledge unlocked, she did not ride, but drive. The Train bent around to her command. She yelled in triumph! Backwards, to before it began. She could stop him at the start. Kaylin steered the Train, her body, soul, one with the Light. Then it fought her, bucking and twisting.Odyssey 2012 Chapter 5: The Rainbow Connection3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Her eyes opened. Kaylin wasn't alone. She was there. Kaylin, in purple. Kaylin, in green. Kaylin, in blue, yellow, orange, and violet. Each one steering, fighting. Yellow died first, a possible future snuffed out, and it's Light joined the Train. The others, alerted to the danger, fought back, but her Zephyr sang as their's did not. Their numbers nearly took her, but she dodged and twisted, bending the Train around her. The other Kaylin's Zephyrs spent themselves uselessly on nothing. The purple clad Kaylin stood last and best. Purple seemed to draw the powers of the defeated to her, growing in strength with each death. Face to
Chapter 1: Odyssey into 2012It's static --Chapter 1: Odyssey into 20123 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
trapped between her fingers, buzzing in her ears.
A heartbeat lost in the echoes of her rib cage.
And yes, of course: the intermittent pounding, the thundering, the rush of blood through her veins.
Was that fear?
She'd once been foolish enough to believe that no one could lure her in to this. A ribbon of smokescreen smiles, flashes of deceptive lies, and she was sold for the price of forever. As the cold air smacks into her face and turns her hair to tangled strands, she struggles to maintain her hold on the tattered calendar. It's ripped from the wall, December 2011 in bold Serif typeface filling the upper left corner. Eight dates circled in red. Eight trials, none of them easy, and her mouth runs dry at the thought. She folds the calendar and slips it into the right pocket of her jeans.
The scribbles of "Zephyr" and "Tokyo", etched so hard onto t
Odyssey into 2012 chapter six: The Zephyr KeyKaylin struggled with doubt. The fear of what she had done set into her thoughts, piercing her with worry. She knew Darus would fight her at every turn, but she had fought off herself from different dimensions. She had absorbed their knowledge, turning it into her own strength.Odyssey into 2012 chapter six: The Zephyr Key3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Powers stronger than any she'd ever known now coursed through her. She knew that this was not Zephyr. She'd absorbed the powers of alternate dimensions. Notus, Boreas, and Eurus. These three powers had been added to hers, and it frightened her.
The light train struggled against her. Darus was trying to fight back. She concentrated her powers, all four, into the next gate. It appeared before her, beckoning her to pass through, but Darus stopped the light train.
"You think you've won?" Kaylin smarted to him.
"I know I've won Kaylin, though, I never suspected you would wipe your own memory." He appeared in the train with her, holding the same sword he had killed countless innocent people with.
"Your tyranny ends he
The Zephyr Key's HostKaylin struggled with all her might to keep the light train under her power as she willed it to continue on with the correct gates. The use of her power was draining most of her energy and now she stood at the front of the train, beads of sweat rolling down her neck and back. She gasped out once, forgetting to breathe because she was concentrating so much. She balled her fists tightly and then she saw a light ahead, relieved to find the next gate.The Zephyr Key's Host3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kaylin collapsed, exhausted, and knelt down as the light train turned brighter and brighter . . .
She found herself in a dark forest. Coldness wrapped around her swiftly, making her shiver. The ground was cold and hard beneath her shoes and when she walked the frosted grass crunched. But her footsteps were not alone. Soon she heard others and when she turned around she saw Darus.
"Kaylin," he said with a wicked grin.
Kaylin thrust her hand out and her Zephyr snapped the tree in half and it craned towards Darus. But he swiftly jumped out of th
Odessey Into 2012 Chapter 2: Just like old timesThis isn't the Tokyo she remembers.Odessey Into 2012 Chapter 2: Just like old times3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The hilltop view is chaos. Fires consume miles around, wind stirs the fumes, skyscrapers crumble. She gasps. Memories, however scattered, tell her this is wrong. They fixed this. Prevented this.
She'd made a deal once to forget all this, to move on. Was her mind clearing?
Behind her, a rustle. A man. Tall fit. Dressed simply, holding a tattered book.
"Who are you?" She steps back.
"I trained you. We were... partners. For a while..."
"...Jackson." She eyes the city. "Didn't we... fix this?"
"We did. We fixed everything, actually."
"You left. We made the world perfect. Fixed history. Then sat. We had thought we were working towards going home. Cycles passed, Darus soured, believing we were all fated to traverse the gates without true course, forever. But you... You left with the only ticket out. Then Darus devised a plan: undo some of our greatest repairs…"
"And bring me back…"
chapter 4: Where the end begins The breeze brought the scent of pine needles to her before she got off the train. She touched the bark of a tree.chapter 4: Where the end begins3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The breeze suddenly picked up. Her eyes did not widen in surprise this time-- they stayed solidly open as she saw a shadow form in front of her. She had time only to jump to the side before the tree whose bark she had touched was impaled by a sword-- his sword. The tree quivered, sighed, and then there was nothing where it once stood.
His eyes met hers.
She knew how he fought. Everything about Darus-- the timbre of his voice, his unforgiving eyes, his majestic fighting style, his laugh-- everything came flying to the front of her mind. He would cut her down, but not if if she kept moving. Speed was her forte, her game to play, the only one she was sure she could win.
Hunted, panting, determined, moving. The endless circle of predator and prey continued, but she knew it had to end. Eventually, one
The End and The BeginningNow is now.The End and The Beginning3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kaylin is stepping off the Light Train. It's dark and the dry wind scratches at her face. It's the one place that doesn't come to mind when you think of New Year's Eve.
In front of her blooms a different kind of darkness. It's wet and humid. She turns around and Darus is there.
"This is it," he says. "The final gate. The last trial." He spreads his arms, and the wet warm dark spreads out and presses against her dark. He pulls his sword out of the scabbard. Kaylin stands in front of him, tensed to run.
"Running again?" He flourishes his sword. It's giving him an unfair advantage. The sword disappears.
"You should sacrifice yourself now, if you want to win," he says. The fear in his voice is unmistakable. "A fair trade, one life for all, don't you think?"
"I don't want to die," Kaylin says. Her voice is strong and afraid. She closes her eyes, and opens them. A portal of light appears between them. They both blink.
"I didn't do that. You can't do that." Darus says.
"I did." Sh
Labyrinth of Dreams - Midnight OdysseyAnother clumsy jump and a stumble with outstretched arms...... Kaylin was back on the train. "Light is faster than words" the book had said, and she swore it was being cynical. "But not thought!" she shot back. That should shut it up for awhile.Labyrinth of Dreams - Midnight Odyssey3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
They said the Light Train waits for no-one, but it waited for him. Or as long as the speed of light can wait. But it was enough for Darus. And as soon as he stepped in she knew the threshold had been crossed. She was no longer safe. The traps were set. The game had begun.
Her mind was invaded. He brushed everything aside light as a wind, rushing through memories she didn't know she had. She only caught snatches: a sad smile, a blue-white ribbon (it had to be lost), and a burning heart.
She was thrust into his mind. Memories trapped her. At every turn she had to shield herself. A labyrinth of dreams. They pressed in on her, overwhelmi
The Zephyr and the StormOdyssey into 2012The Zephyr and the Storm3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Chapter 8: The Zephyr and the Storm
Time is but the storm, my love, nothing more; but you—
you are the Zephyr, the wind that carries the storm.
The words still rang in her ears like so many church bells,
a clarion thunder announcing the birth of some false prophet.
After all this time, she couldn't possibly be the Zephyr—
but she was. She could feel it.
And if she let herself, she knew she would carry this storm
off the edge of the world, and then next year would never come—
tomorrow would never come. No, it was too much power for her.
The storm would end in Tokyo.
"You're doing the right thing," he tried to assure her.
With a wave of his hand, another gate opened.
She pulled him close, gave him her last kiss. "I love you.
Odyssey Chapter 1 The GardenA tingling sensation came to her hand. It was like a thousand tiny swords were stabbing her there over and over and over again. But she was enjoying her sleep. It was so comfortable. So safe. Safe fromOdyssey Chapter 1 The Garden3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Safe from what?
Her eyelids flew open and she sat up, her vision blurring as a head rush consumed her momentarily. As her vision cleared, she managed to get a sense of her surroundings. She was in the middle of a garden, and a strange one, too. All the flowers seemed to change in the dimming light of the sun, fluctuating and returning.
Shakily, she got to her feet, her head spinning.
Safe from what?
The question remained in her head, as she began to walk around and further examine her surroundings. She was on a dirt path with small dusty blue stones embedded in the soil. Off in the distance the sound of a fountain was evident and there was a faint song in the air. It went softly and sweetly, the lyrics moving with grace and beauty.
The little girl ran to hell and back
To hell an
Can't Love You BackOf all the ways he could have lost her, this was the one he least expected.Can't Love You Back3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He didn't know why, but as she left that day, he followed her out. He stood outside the door of the apartment building, wishing she could stay longer. He wanted to tell her that, too. Instead, he said simply, "See you soon, Annabeth," because he didn't believe in saying goodbye. He always thought that "goodbye" sounded too final. You'd always see them again. No matter what.
And, as the cab pulled up to the curb, he told her he loved her. She stopped with her foot already in the car and glanced back at him one last time. She smiled. She said nothing. She didn't have to.
He watched as the cab drove off and stopped at the light, in front of a long line of other cabs. The light changed. The car moved forward. And it was all over.
Faster than lightning, a truck ran the red light and the cab that she was in crumpled. It skid for several feet. It flipped over. It stopped
Chapter 1 Odyssey - Capital of MeltdownChapter 1 Odyssey - Capital of Meltdown3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Looking up at one of the mess hills, she sees a hand moving up out of the rubbish to salute her. Involuntarily, her own hand raises to her forehead. She does not recoil at the sight of the missing digit, but instead smoothes one finger over the lumpy flesh of her thumb. Emerging from the mess is a smaller boy, teeth black, smile half turning up.
Not knowing the politest way to start a conversation, she runs her hand over the paper in her pocket, feeling its edges, knowing only that it must not be left for long without care. When the boy points to her hands, his face moves the other way.
'Where am I?' she says.
'You really don't know where you are? I'll tell you. Tokyo, the capital of meltdowns,' he says.
'Who are you?' he asks, picking a sticky, brown banana peel from his arm, sniffing it before throwing it over his shoulder.
'If I knew I would have forgotten,' she says. She looks around at the ground, searching. When she finds the piece of scrap, with all its numbers scratched out, sh
Odyssey Into 2012: KyotoShe had a strange, powerful feeling in her left hand, it felt more dexterous than her right. Like it had a purpose. Her hair felt rigid... and burned, had her hair been scorched before she landed on this abandoned street in Tokyo? Maybe the paper would give her answers... she ran her long, slender fingers across the scrap of paper, it smelt of intrigue and mystery. She liked mystery, it was a constantly blowing wind leading to new and exciting places, Kyoto sounded like an exciting place. Suddenly frightened, she paused midbreath, her vision blurred..Odyssey Into 2012: Kyoto3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Kyoto. How did I think of that?".
The blurring subsided and then she found out as she looked down, the words on the paper were changing. Tokyo was quickly rearranging itself in to the word Kyoto. Oh god, oh god -- OH GOD?
Who was god? Why was she remembering all these random snippets of unexplored information? Was she regaining her memory? The blurring came back, then it went but then it returned again! A shooting pain