|Zeus and I|
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 12 - Return to Gale It had been Empress Kaliya's wish that they make the trek back to Elekville at night. Even though Luciana was back safe at the Temple, she knew Emmanuel would want revenge and felt it prudent they travel under the cover of darkness.
By the time the griffin had landed, both travelers were nearly asleep. Fariet fed the beast and sent it back home, then led Sara inside where they both collapsed, slumbering until the afternoon.
Fariet had purposely refrained from telling his family of his return. There were eight days until the portal was set to open and he greedily wanted to spend every moment alone with the Earth woman. It was hard for him to believe that they had been gone for nearly two months. The house was tidy, but filled with dust and cobwebs. Sara insisted on helping him clean, so they both spent several hours scrubbing shelves, floors and corners.
Once the two had finished and freshened themselves up, Fariet prepared dinner. As Sara read one of the boo
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 10 - Sacrifice Emmanuel stepped away from the sacrificial table to the small marble pedestal a few feet away. He glanced at the scroll upon the stone and began the chant to call his demon god. Taking the iron forged athame to his hand, he sank the blade into the brewed potion before him. He turned from the large fountain and stepped back to face his daughter. The child stared blankly towards the two moons in the sky, unable to break free from the hypnotic state she had been placed under.
Chanting louder, he held the blade over her chest, positioning it to pierce her heart. Luciana managed to regain enough control over herself to stare at the dagger poised above her, yet she didn't find herself to be afraid. She just felt numb.
"I love you, Luciana," Emmanuel whispered in the coldest tone the child had ever heard. "I love you for the power you will bring to me."
"Pappa," the child spoke, her mind clouded by the spell.
What happened next occurred within a matter of se
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 9 - Altar The journey from the Grey Mountains towards the Shadow Keep had been relatively eventless. The group managed some small chatter, but it was clear the tension in the air made it difficult for them to be social. Everyone had heard the tales of the terrible Emperor who planned to stomp out all light and good and steep the world into eternal darkness. The key to his plan was the sacrifice of his own daughter, which would obtain for him unfettered powers. Despite the fact that the group had been the ones to safely guide the girl back to the Temple of the Elders, they never dreamed they would end up on a crusade to one of the dictator's safeholds. The thought of confronting the dark lord was ominous, and terrifying.
Fariet glanced around before looking up to the night sky. Stars twinkled in the darkness and the moons shone brightly down upon them. He turned to Dorian and Trinity. "We shall camp and rest here for the night, and make the rest of the way in the morning."
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 8 - The Elder Temple "We've reached the Gray Mountains!" Luciana exclaimed.
"At last," Fariet sighed as he took the girl's hand.
The forests gave way to vast fields. The team could see dozens of families and refugees making their way to the entrance. The Temple of the Elders was magnificent. It had been carved into the mountainside, creating a miniature city which was magically protected so that no evil could enter. Ahead, they could see mighty stone pillars and windows carved into the stone and a grand staircase leading into the temple itself.
The four travelers made their way along the path through the grassy field, lining up behind the rest of the refugees. There were children, weary parents, and haggard warriors -- countless people from all around Loreithia who had made the journey to the Gray Mountains to beg for protection against the Dark Emperor's evil forces.
The princess glanced up at an elven baby in front of her. The little boy stared back and gave a toothless
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 7 - RescueAnguished screams and pained cries surrounded her, death and destruction and a never ending veil of red. Many times she had felt guilty for what she was, never having wanted to be a vampire in the first place. Still, all she could see was the blood and hear the pained voices of the many victims -- not only of her own doing, but those murdered by her father.
Every time she had slept since arriving back in Loreithia, it was nothing more than one nightmare after another, the dreams reminding her of her painful past and her destiny. She didn't know how much longer she could last under the pressure. She had been feeling quite awful from the lack of sleep; travelling throughout the day always took it out of her.
The last thing she could remember was seeing the three large wolf creatures taking her into their arms and carrying her off into the distance. Shortly afterwards, she had blacked out. She wasn't sure if she had simply been overcome with fear or if something had forced h
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 6 - Neuri The group of five were beginning to grow weary when they finally reached the outskirts of Wind Hallow. It was a village not far from the edge of the vast Nightwinds. There were small fields on all sides which were mainly used for crops, but in the center was a cluster of inns and shops so travelers could stock before continuing on their journey. They were already in an area where the sun shone for a few hours each day.
"I'll be happy to have some daylight," Sara sighed.
Fariet kept the lead. "We shall rest here. That gold we found on the bandits should buy us an inn for the night, some supplies, and..." He looked sideways at the adventurer. "Some bandages."
Rogan rolled his eyes and quickened his step so he was standing next to the redhead. "You have to be careful here. Members of the Black Corp operate in Wind Hallow. They are mercenaries. They will work for a price, but they can't be trusted."
"How would I know them?" she asked in a whisper.
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 5 - NightwindsDespite Sara's inability to use the gold to hire a guide, the money proved quite helpful. Traveling solely at night due to Luciana's vampirism was not a pleasant thought. Sara bought a heavy wool cape and gloves which would protect the girl from the sun, so they could make some distance during the day. She also purchased a new bow and some arrows for Fariet, as she wanted to assure he had the best weaponry on their journey. For herself, she found a small bola and a rope with a claw hook. Not nearly as sophisticated as her bola and grappling back home, but she hoped it would suffice.
After tearful goodbyes at Fariet's uncle's, the trio headed to the edge of the village. The Great Forest lay ahead of them, stretching miles, through several provinces. It would take them most of the way to the Temple.
"The first leg of the journey shouldn't be too difficult," the elf said, pulling a small map from his bag. "However, things can get perilous quickly. We should be able to stop a
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 4 - LoreithiaLuciana never liked the idea of returning to Loreithia, she had a much happier life at the Gale Home with Sara and the children. After all, everyone made her feel like she was loved and belonged. As time had passed, she had grown fond of the the idea that the orphanage would be her home forever. But, alas, it wasn't meant to be. Happiness never seemed to last long for her. Audrey and Lucas had been proof of that.
With time closing in, the girl found herself restless and unable to sleep well. She woke often, plagued by anxiety. Sometimes she would sneak off to another part of the building so as not to disturb her roommates. But still, the dreams would come. It wasn't long until the portal was due to open and she would have to return to Loreithia, and face him. It was a terror that even slumber couldn't spare her from.
Sara had allowed her to spend the night in her apartment in the hopes she could get some rest. Luciana tossed and turned, beads of sweat f
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 3 - RevelationsLuciana's eyes fluttered open and she groaned softly. She could hear the sounds of two voices nearby and she could tell they belonged to a man and a woman. Glancing around, she could see almost nothing in the darkness, save for a small glint of light beaming in from under the door. She appeared be in some sort of cabin, but other than that, she had no idea where that may be or how far she was from the Gale Home. When she went to to rub her eyes, she could feel heavy chains attached to her wrists, weighing down her arms.
Bound to an old wrought iron bed with only a thin foam mattress beneath her, she sucked in a ragged breath. I'm in trouble yet again, she thought as the tears began to fall. There was no doubt she was in danger, and the seriousness of her situation became apparent as she listened in to the words of her captors.
"It's only four days until the portal opens and we can receive our payment," the male voice spoke. "They'll come through to take
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 2 - AwakeningIt had been nearly a week since the Black Torrent had told Sara Wolff of the mysterious girl on the street. In that time, Luciana had acclimated to the Gale Home well. She'd managed to make a few friends, which was a wonderful experience,since she had never known many children before. Sara eventually had to go back to her duties as Administrator, but still made time to be with the girl each day. And every night Sara allowed her to feed. Properly cared for and sufficiently nourished, Luciana was safe, secure, and happier than she had been in a very long time.
Sara had invited Michael to the Home to see how the girl was doing. He was immediately impressed by how well she looked. Her cheeks were rosy, her face bright, and she even managed a smile. However, that was contrasted by the fact that Sara was looking pale and weak.
"This is my brother," Sara said to Luciana. "His name is Michael."
The ebony haired child smiled. "I have a brother. His name is Lykaios." It was
When Worlds Collide - Chapter 1 - Arrival
A strong wind blew in from the north. The Black Torrent shivered and pulled his cape around himself. For a late May evening, it was unseasonably cold. The change of weather had come on quite suddenly and it almost seemed there was something more in the air than a mere chill. Breaking into a run, he hoped the movement would warm him. He darted to the edge of the building and leapt over to the next rooftop. As his feet hit the slate, a buzzing came from his belt. He pulled out the small communicator, recognizing the code for Officer Derek Blake. He switched on the device.
"Hey, we were wondering if you could come down to Fifth and Clark. We have a kid here and we're not sure what to do with her."
Glancing at his watch, he grimaced. It was nearly 2 a.m. "I'm not covering that area tonight," he said, even though he was already heading to the location.
"I know. But...well, you'll see when you get here."
It took Torrent twenty minutes to make it
The guy sure knows how to flatter a lady.
‘Successful collaboration’ he says. If I didn’t know any better I’d say that was flirtatious talk for something more intimate.
“I think you should go.” Daedalus says.
At last, a chance to prove my own brilliance.
Not that I was ever left in any doubt about it mind you, but I’m a modest girl and keep it to myself. I’d hate to make everyone else feel inferior.
“Really?” I probably should have tried to sound a little less eager, but it's time for me to fly baby.
“Yeah, sure, don’t mind me, I’ll just croak quietly when you’re not looking.” he wheezes with a laugh.
“Are we still playing the whole 'dying' game then?” I ask. The old fart is a little too fond of dragging things out. "Aren't you bored yet?"
“Just get out of here and save those two.”
15 - A Quiet RevelationCamelot Command (Co-ordinates Classified)
Dark Nebula, Clan Jade Falcon Occupation Zone
22 December 3053
“What is that awful fracking smell? Like… Sweaty feet in old socks, on a really hot day?”
“That,” Jerry Bishop says to his companion, “is the light and delicate fragrance wafting up from this wreck’s pantry. The food stocks must have spoiled before the galley froze up solid.”
The Bomb swallows down hard and pulls the air mask back up over her lower face. “Wonderful.”
The two of them are inside the forward-starboard ’Mech cubicle aboard the ruined Leopard, up on the pilot-access gantry running along the bulkhead directly behind the deactivated Commando. After hours of patient repressurisation, the dry-dock bay is now safe to enter without need for bulky EV suits. That said the vast oblong chamber is still quite cold, so an
A dreadful escape
A trickle of still warm blood slid down the cold steel of the sword. Drops splattered onto dry leaves, staining them red. Bohai pressed his back against the old pine's gnarled trunk, rough bark scratching his skin through his thin shirt. Ten feet away lay a corpse, one stretched arm reaching for a curved dagger discarded in the leaves. Bohai waited with eyes closed and barely breathing, sword in hand and listening. Silence reigned, like a blanked did it cover the old forest. A faint breeze blew over him, carrying the scent of apple blossoms from a nearby orchard and the cool dampness of an approaching storm. He ducked his head around the tree trunk, reassuring that nobody had trailed the man he just killed and breathed a sigh of relief. Either were they stupid or overconfident and Bohai didn't think them stupid. He sheeted the sword and hurried off to where he had left his wife and child. Leaves rustled in a sudden wind, a change in the weather was on the way, he could feel it as sure
Pomegranate Seeds Persephone hugged her knees as the cold stone she sat upon slowly numbed her. Never before had she noticed stone, having spent her life in fields and meadows. Wide open spaces, the soft flowing grasses, the cool shade of the trees, the warm soil, and the heat of the sun warming the hard stone. If she ever was able to see the surface again, she would never view rocks the same.
Light from the torches flickered, giving some illumination to the otherwise black room. In her meadows at home, if it were ever this dark, she could look up at the stars and the moon. Night was something she never feared, but this darkness now haunted her. It was inescapable. Helios would not ride across the Tartarus sky bringing light to this world of death. No one ever escaped Hades and the Underworld. Persephone was no goddess. She was a demi-god, daughter of Demeter an
The Temple******Nation-state Po Li, Capital city Changdo, Temple of Desna; late afternoon******
A woman half staggered in through the open doors of the temple before slumping down next to one of the pillars near the entrance. The last thing she saw before passing out was one of the servants running towards the back of the temple shouting excitedly as he ran. “Cover’s been blown already, hells…” She whispered to herself before passing out.
******Temple inner chambers, 3 hours later******
The woman awoke in a simple but comfortable bed with candles lit at multiple points in the room as the only source of light. Once she figured out what was going on she sat up a little to see a robed figure sitting on a small chair next to her. She noticed the hood was pulled up over the head so she couldn’t make out any details. “Hey thanks, I take it you had me brought here to recover after I passed out up front?” When she noticed some
11:Elle's Wedding Day"Miss! Miss!" Thomas cried.
Elle opened her eyes with a groan to find Thomas leaning over her, his little hands on her shoulder as he tried to shake her awake.
"What time is it?" She croaked.
Stretching, she turned onto her side and glanced at the porthole, frowning when she saw that it was still dark.
"It's just after dawn!" Thomas said, sitting beside her on the narrow bed.
Elle sighed, tugging the thin sheet more tightly around her shoulder. She had made it a habit to sleep as late as she could, not because she was depressed, she assured herself, but because it meant less time spent anywhere near Elias, and more time spent devising a plan.
"Why on Earth are you waking me up so early?" Elle asked, just as a deafening BOOM rocked the ship.
Elle shot up in the bed, grabbing Thomas protectively around the shoulders. "What the hell was that?" She shrieked.
Thomas laughed. "It's alright Miss, just a signal shot to let Tearny know we intend to make port."
Elle stood up and stretched
Efia Bherlold - Origin StoryThe story of how Efia Bherlold came to join the Rebellion is a tragic story, which is sadly so often the case due to the cruelty of the Galactic Empire.
Her mother and father worked as a type of junk dealers on the world of Formos. Their specialty was building new weapons out of the parts of damaged or destroyed weapons. Many weapons abandoned on battlefields and collected by scavengers could be restored to working condition with a little work, but other weapons would be almost completely destroyed, with only a few working components. By combining together those working parts from various weapons, new weapons could be created from what was previously junk.
They were already living a dangerous life, since they would sell weapons to anyone who could pay for them. Then they started selling weapons to the local cell of the Rebellion. Their family had no love for the Galactic Empire, which changed into an anger as the rumors and tales spread of the brutal and ruthless things
Persephone and Hades
This is my story, the one of love and loss. Hate and distrust theft and the regaining of what I lost. My name is Persephone; my mother is the Greek goddess Demeter. Many, many human years ago, I was stolen from my mother by the god of the Underworld, Hades. He claimed me as his bride, forcing me to eat a berry from the Underworld so that I could not stay outside of it for very long or at least without him near me. But Im getting ahead of myself; I want to tell you everything.
I remember my last day on the planet we gods and demi-gods called Earth, where we let the mortal humans run around and be free. Mother had sent me with a few maids to pick flowers for her, especially since she was already angry with some farmers who had not given an offering before they planted their crops. I was obedient and left immediately, throwing on a dress no one would look at me twice in.
SMOKE AND SHATTERED MIRRORS - 2. Speech
SMOKE AND SHATTERED MIRRORS
A revolutionary saga
Paris, AD 2053
Walking across the stage, Isol gazed out across the gathering crowd. The citizens of Paris shifted restlessly, their technicolour outfits bringing colour to an otherwise gray concrete landscape, as did waving banners and boards and she could feel the audience growing impatient, their chanting and clapping having a kind of frustrated, tense rhythm to them. Mistrust, as if they feared that she was nothing but another glib politician. Although, they weren't the only ones showing their exhasperation.
"Santiago, people out there are waiting," Isol prompted from her corner of the stage. Santiago Murias, one of the leaders of the Alliance Lumiere, looked up from his spot at the base of the stairs, the annoyance on his face unmistakable. Over the past months he’d had an incredible weariness in his gaze, just as nearly everyone in the Alliance. Yet he looked sharp in his aviator jacket and brown leather pants and th
SMOKE AND SHATTERED MIRRORS - 1. Hotwired
SMOKE AND SHATTERED MIRRORS
A revolutionary saga
Paris, AD 2053
"Now, we're taking over this party," Chai Mei said as he used the large pliers to cut the thick wire. There came a sharp snap followed by a fizz of sparkles that flew all over the concrete floor for the briefest of moments before they died down and the burnt scent of ozone vanished. "Hand me the other end of your wire, Pascal," he then asked and Pascal bent down to lift the wire, handing it over to the nimble Chinese man who instantly began forging the wires together, huge gloves of supraplastic protecting him from getting fryed by all that Voltage. He worked for a bit more than five minutes but not as long as ten as Pascal idled nearby, longing for a cigarette. But he'd given up on that shit and it wasn't often he regretted it these days, because for the first time he was actually feeling scents in the air again. Like the one of female perfume that came drifting his way while Chai was nearing the end of his wo