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Abuse of PowerAs the sun set over the city of Anduruna, the district of Calypsa was one of the first to be cast into darkness. As the shadows of the hills of Ruskol loomed over the area, many businesses closed down as others began their nightly shifts. As the sun lowered further, the light of glow orbs started to dot the streets. Residential streets quieted down as the dreamkeepers made dinner and other nighttime preparations, but the urban streets stayed busy with the foot traffic of those happy to be getting off work and those unfortunate enough to have to work a night shift. One of the latter was Daniel Loumann.Daniel looked to be a cross between a goat, wolf, and a healthy dose of anxiety. He was scrawny, but still capable enough to have landed himself a position at the Calypsa CCA District Office. His time there had thus far been chaotically uneventful; he had been called out to deal with petty theft, graffiti in an alleyway, and a store owner saying that he “saw some shady characters standing outside”. The tired look on Daniel’s face faded slightly when he noticed that finally reached his destination at the District Office. As he clocked in, he heard a familiar voice yell from the next room.“Daniel, we almost thought you weren’t gonna show up tonight,” The voice was that of George Trenton, a CCA officer who headed nighttime operations at the District Office, “You know, me and the guys were just placing bets on whether you slept in or just quit.”“Unfortunately, sir, it looks like no one wins this time.”“Heh, you know I’m just messin’ with ya, kid. Grab a seat and find something to do; it looks like it’s gonna be a slow night.”George was older than Daniel, but not by more than a couple of decades. He was a moose whose brown hair was threatening to turn grey, but had decided not to yet out of fear of retribution. George himself gave off the first impression of seriousness and grit that aided him in exacting authority in the field, but Daniel knew him well enough to know that his friendliness was sincere.Daniel took a seat at an empty table and surveyed the room around him. The room itself was slightly dingy, with only a few glow orbs providing dim light to illuminate a barren landscape of tables, chairs, and supporting pillars. Across the room were two other junior officers casually chatting with each other, both having chosen to mostly ignore Daniel from the day he was hired. In another corner of the room were two shock troopers, or “safety troopers” as he had been obligated to call them on the job, who were silently dealing cards to one another in some sort of game that Daniel didn’t care enough about to learn. Suddenly, a loud ring filled the room, causing everyone’s heads to shoot up in surprise. A data scroll hanging on the wall began to display a message, which was quickly relayed by George.“Alright, looks like we’ve got reports of a domestic disturbance, with indications of possible power usage,” One of the shock trooper’s ears perked up at the sound of those last two words.“You two,” George pointed at the shock troopers, “You’re coming with me, and Daniel’s coming as well.”One of the junior officers objected, “Why Daniel? He’s the youngest out of all of us, if there’s actually power usage, he could get hurt!”“Don’t start acting like you give a damn about his well-being all of a sudden, Riana,” George responded, “You know as well as I do that these power abuse reports are usually complete bunk, and Daniel needs the experience of at least moving around and getting on location way more than either of you two do.”Riana sat down with a dejected sigh and George looked over at Daniel.“C’mon kid, we got a job to do.”As Daniel made his way to the site of the report, he felt uneasy. He had been with the CCA for such a short time, and he felt vastly underexperienced compared to those currently surrounding him. In addition, he was being called out to a report of power abuse. Power abuse was taken extremely seriously within Anduruna, with the punishment for abusers usually being lifetime exile. Being called out to a report like this made Daniel even more nervous than he usually was, but George flashed him a reassuring smile.“Don’t worry, kid, you’ll be fine. Like I said, these reports are usually noth-” His voice trailed off as he eyed the house now in front of them. The front door had been broken in, but the house was completely silent. “This must be the place. Stay behind me, we’re gonna have to go in.”George sent off the neighbors that had begun to gather to find out what was happening and led Daniel and the troopers into the house. The house itself was dark and eerily quiet. Daniel held in a gasp as his boot crunched over the remains of a shattered glow orb. Suddenly, one of the troopers stopped and nudged George on the shoulder.“Hey, there’s some sound coming from a room at 2 o’clock,” she whispered, “Sounds like it could be heavy breathing or talking.”George nodded and motioned for the group to follow him as he found the door. He tried the handle and found that it was locked, so he stepped back and kicked the door at its handle, breaking it open. The two shock troopers flashed their springers into the room, ready to fire.“Put your hands in the air and cease all power usage immediately!” George yelled, but his angry demeanor faltered slightly when he saw what was in the room. On one end of the room were two bodies wearing dark masks lying next to each other, either unconscious or dead, with burn marks both on them and the wall behind them. On the other end of the room was a teenage boy and his unconscious mother. The mother looked like she had been shot and was bleeding from a wound in her arm; the boy knelt beside her and had a pale green halo above his head that dimly lit the room, signifying power usage. The troopers saw this and aimed their springers at the boy.“Please, please don’t shoot me. I need to use my power. It’s the only way that I can save her,” the boy pleaded, “She won’t make it to a hospital in time, you have to let me heal her!”As he spoke, green wisps flew from his fingers to the wound on his mother’s arm, the edges of which seemed to shrink slightly, the red of her blood being replaced by the white of her fur.“I’m sorry, son, but you know the rules,” George spoke with a recitatory tone in his voice, “Step away from her and stop using your power immediately or we will be forced to use force.”“Please, you don’t understand. She will die if I can’t help her,” he raised his arm up in front of his face, blocking the glaring light of the flashlight used by the shock troopers, “Just give me a little more time, and you can arrest me and get her to a hospital. Plea-”Suddenly, one of the troopers fired and struck the boy in the chest. He fell backwards to the ground in a heap.“What the hell,” Daniel yelled, “Why’d you shoot him! He was just a kid, he wasn’t going to hurt us!”“You don’t know that,” replied the trooper firmly, “He was raising his hand at us, I wasn’t about to let us end up like those two poor souls over there.” He motioned toward the masked bodies.Daniel felt the firm hand of George grab his shoulder, holding him back from moving toward the trooper.“It’s not worth it, Daniel,” George muttered, “You two, head back to the office and report what happened. I’ll deal with the paperwork once I get back.” He turned back towards Daniel and lowered his voice. “Listen, kid, we’re gonna be a bit late back to the station. I wanna have a talk with you first.”George sent the troopers on their way and called in for a medical team on his data scroll. Once they had arrived, finished taking care of the bodies, and left, George grabbed Daniel by the arm. Daniel did his best to not meet George’s gaze, but became confused when he saw George flash a smile out of the corner of his eye.“Don’t worry, this isn’t going to be anything disciplinary,” George said reassuringly, “But we’re probably gonna have to get somewhere a little more suited for conversation.”Daniel followed George as he strode down streets with a pace as if George had had to walk this way many times before. When they stopped, they were in front of a small bar. George held open the front door and motioned for Daniel to step inside with a small chuckle. The inside was cozy, with a fire inside warming up what was otherwise a typical looking bar. George took a seat at the bar and Daniel sat next to him. George held up two fingers and the bartender nodded, and slid two bottles of fermentae in front of George and Daniel.“Hope you like shayed, cause that’s all they got here,” George said with a grin before placing the bottle to his lips.“It’s… fine. I’m just so confused why you brought me here, to some random bar, to yell at me.”“Kid, I already told you I’m not gonna yell at you. I just felt like the conversation we need to have needed to take place away from all the hubbub and prying eyes down at the office.”“Conversation? Conversation about what? The innocent kid I just saw get shot in front of me?”George sighed deeply and brought his hand up to cover his mouth as he spoke.“Not technically innocent, but yes, about him.”“Fine, he wasn’t technically innocent, but he was still just a kid who was trying to save his mom after a home invasion. And… we just killed him.” Daniel held back tears at his recollections of the night’s events.“I’m not saying that I take any pleasure or pride in what happened back there,” George said, his eyes moving down toward the bar and into his bottle, “But what happened back there was an unfortunate necessity of how our society and our job functions. Our job is to keep order and to keep peace. Part of that is keeping control of power abuse and preventing it at all costs.”“But why? I don’t want to disagree with the CCA, I love them, I always have, and I’ve wanted to be a part of them my whole life, but it all just seems kinda nonsensical right now. Why did he deserve to die?”“He didn’t deserve to die, no one does, but he needed to die, in order to maintain control. Imagine what would happen if we decided to show mercy, if we hesitated for even a millisecond, and he used his power, even accidentally, to kill me or you or one of the troopers. There’d be chaos. You can’t suppress news like that. Next thing you know, every single delinquent, gang member, and wannabe rebel on the streets is gonna hear about it and think, ‘Well, if that one kid was able to fight back and win against the CCA, why can’t I?’. It’d be war. The amount of lives lost, innocent, criminal, and CCA, would be catastrophic. That is why he needed to die.”Daniel sat there, bottle still in hand, almost in shock. He felt a mixture of hatred, confusion, and understanding that he couldn’t reconcile within himself. George laid a hand on his shoulder.“I see that look in your eyes, and I get it. You’re still a rookie. You’ve only been with us for what, 2, 3 weeks? You shouldn’t have had to go through something like this so early, with no preparations. That’s my fault, and I apologize for putting you through this, but I’m gonna try to make it up to you. I’ll give you the rest of the day off, for starters. I think something like that is more than enough reason to write off the few hours you got left on your shift. Secondly, I’ll keep CCA eyes off you for the rest of the night.”“Wh-what? You can do that?”“Sure, I’ll just tell the guys patrolling tonight to not go looking for you as long as you stay out of trouble. Just don’t do anything that gets us called over to you, or else we’re both in some major trouble.”“What do you mean by that?”“Go out, get some stronger booze than this legal garbage, go find yourself a brothel, live a little! You’re only a rookie, try to live your life while you still can.” At that, George slammed his bottle down at the bar and guffawed loudly.“Th-thank you, sir, I’ll try to go and do something tonight, if I can.”“You don’t have to do none of that stuff if you don’t want, I’m just saying that you have the freedom to relax however you want tonight after what happened.”Daniel began to respond in gratitude once more, but he was cut off by a loud voice coming from across the room.“Spirits up above, Daniel, is that you?” The voice came from a shortish fox who was smiling widely at the sight of Daniel, “It feels like it's been forever since I’ve seen you out this late, man, get over here!”“Heh, looks like the spirits have already made plans for you tonight,” George joked, “I’m gonna make my way back to the office and leave you two to it.”Daniel waved goodbye and made his way over to the table where the fox was sitting.“Hey, Seth,“ Daniel spoke brightly, but couldn’t hide the forlorn look he still had on his face from earlier, “how's it going?”“Damn, man, what happened? You look like someone just died.” Seth paused. “Oh shoot, I better not be right on that one.”“No, it’s not that… exactly, I just… had a bad power abuse call.” Daniel stopped himself from saying anything more, it probably wouldn’t have been wise to anyway.“Well, you know my personal stance on the whole power abuse thing. We all got ‘em, why not let us use ‘em. But whatever, you’re the big, bad CCA guy now, so I probably shouldn’t be saying that kinda stuff.”Daniel cracked a small smile. “Don’t worry, I just got off the clock anyway. It doesn’t matter what you have to say on the subject.”“Speaking of that job by the way,” Seth started, placing down the empty fermentae bottle he had been holding in his hand, “I have not seen you nearly at all since this job started, and we’re roommates, man. I just hear you getting up to go to your med classes in the morning, and I get back too late from mine to catch you leaving for work.”“Well, that changes tonight. Apparently, my officer told me that he’ll take CCA eyes off of me for the night and let me do whatever as long as I don’t force them to go looking for me.”“Wait, really? You ain’t pulling my tail, are you?”“Nope, I can say that I trust him enough to believe him.”“Spirits, then what are we doing in this old place? I know this great bar on the other side of Calypsa that has super cheap Scinter’s Mark if you just slip ‘em a codeword. C’mon, man, what are you waiting for?”“Hold on, the other side of Calypsa, I have money with me, but not enough to pay for boat fare and buy Scinter’s Mark, even if it is ‘super cheap’.”“Don’t worry, man, I know I short way to get there from here, we just gotta cut through a couple alleyways and we’ll be there in no time.”With that, Daniel finished off the rest of his bottle and headed out the door with Seth. He had to run to keep up with Seth’s quick pace as they darted around a corner into a narrow passageway. He chased him as they ran between buildings, their excited paces never falling as Seth kept yelling about how amazing the bar was that they were going to. After a bit, however, Daniel called out to Seth for them to rest a bit.“I’m tired, dude, let’s just chill here for a sec while I catch my breath,” Daniel called out.“Fine by me, just don’t take all night, these alleys give me the creeps if I’m in them for too long,” Seth responded back.“Also, be honest with me, how much of the stuff that you’ve said about this bar is true?”“If I’m being honest, I know the owner of the place, and he’s just a pretty cool guy,” Seth laughed.“Yeah, I figured that after you started saying how the waitresses would let you do shots off their-”Daniel stopped. His ears perked up as he swung his head towards the far end of the alley.“Hey man, did you hear that,” Daniel asked, slightly concerned.Before Seth could respond, two shapes leaped out of the darkness and struck Seth to the ground, one pointing a Stinger at Daniel.“Alright, both of you stay on the damn ground and give us everything you got on ya,” one spoke, he looked to be a hyena, but the most alarming part of his appearance was the brightly colored tattoos that adorned his body, as well as his partner. They were part of the Neon Knives, and Daniel and Seth had walked right into their trap.“It’ll be alright, Seth, just do what they say and we’ll be fine,” Daniel said, his voice shaking.He took out his wallet and handed it to the one with the springer, who promptly looked inside.“28 lucre? Dammit, we caught another flop,” the bandit complained, pushing Daniel to the ground as she walked back over to the hyena.“Not completely,” he responded, “This guy was loaded, I got a couple hundred out of him.”“Fine, whatever,” she hissed back, “It ain’t worth this kinda trouble, but at least we’ll get a nice payday. Let’s just leave our two friends be.”“Hey,” yelled Seth, startling everyone with his sudden bravery, “You’re a CCA officer, ain’t you Daniel, can’t you do something about this?”Daniel’s eyes widened as the two Neons turned around to face them once more.“Oh, an officer, huh,” remarked the one with the springer, “It’s too bad for you that your friend gave away that juicy little tidbit. But honestly, how awful of a friend would you have to be to just give that away like that?” She turned to Seth, now wide-eyed, and shot him in the thigh. Seth screamed out in agony, but the Neon raised her springer again and aimed it at his head. “One more sound out of you, and you get a nice new hole in your skull.”She then turned over to Daniel, who was now sitting slack-jawed on the ground, unable to move or say anything.“As for you,” she spoke venomously, “We can’t just have a CCA officer with full knowledge of our faces living to tell the tale, so you know what I’ve gotta do now.”She aimed the springer, but was stopped by Seth slashing at her leg in desperation.“Damn you, you stupid fox, wait your turn,” she yelled, kicking at him.In that moment, Daniel felt as if he had lost control of himself. He felt adrenaline coursing through him like it never had before, and he began to notice a yellow glow coming from just above his head.“Hey, watch out!” The hyena yelled.“What do you mean, watch out,” The other Neon yelled back, “I’ve got this under control. It’s just- Oh, oh sh-”It was too late. In a flash, Daniel felt a shockwave emanate from his hand and towards her, shattering the springer and sending both Neons to the wall at the far end of the alley with a loud crack. Daniel barely had time to process what he had done before he rushed over to Seth. Seth was badly hurt and he losing blood incredibly quickly.“No, no, no, no, no, no, this isn’t happening. This can’t be happening.” Daniel began to mutter to himself frantically under his breath. “Okay, remember what to do. Keep the patient stable, tie the blood flow off.” Daniel took his shirt off and tied a makeshift tourniquet around Seth’s leg. “What am I supposed to do next? C’mon think, think, think! I can’t lose him, not now.”But before Daniel was able to finish his last thought, he heard a terrible sound, the sound of rapid footsteps and his officer’s quiet commanding voice. Daniel began to breathe even more rapidly as the troopers turned around the corner and met him face to face. Daniel looked into George’s eyes and found nothing but concealed pity and disappointment. “Please, I know what you’re thinking, but just let me save him first, he won’t make it to a hospital,” with every panicked word, the light above Daniel’s head only grew brighter, “Please, do whatever the hell you want with me, but let me heal my friend first.”Daniel subconsciously raised his hand in an effort to make a pleading gesture towards the officers, but realized too late what he had done.“No, no wai-” But it was too late. The last thing Daniel saw was George closing his eyes before a shot from one of the shock trooper’s springers rang throughout the streets of Calypsa.

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Abuse of Power
As the sun set over the city of Anduruna, the district of Calypsa was one of the first to be cast into darkness. As the shadows of the hills of Ruskol loomed over the area, many businesses closed down as others began their nightly shifts. As the sun lowered further, the light of glow orbs started to dot the streets. Residential streets quieted down as the dreamkeepers made dinner and other nighttime preparations, but the urban streets stayed busy with the foot traffic of those happy to be getting off work and those unfortunate enough to have to work a night shift. One of the latter was Daniel Loumann.Daniel looked to be a cross between a goat, wolf, and a healthy dose of anxiety. He was scrawny, but still capable enough to have landed himself a position at the Calypsa CCA District Office. His time there had thus far been chaotically uneventful; he had been called out to deal with petty theft, graffiti in an alleyway, and a store owner saying that he “saw some shady characters standing outside”. The tired look on Daniel’s face faded slightly when he noticed that finally reached his destination at the District Office. As he clocked in, he heard a familiar voice yell from the next room.“Daniel, we almost thought you weren’t gonna show up tonight,” The voice was that of George Trenton, a CCA officer who headed nighttime operations at the District Office, “You know, me and the guys were just placing bets on whether you slept in or just quit.”“Unfortunately, sir, it looks like no one wins this time.”“Heh, you know I’m just messin’ with ya, kid. Grab a seat and find something to do; it looks like it’s gonna be a slow night.”George was older than Daniel, but not by more than a couple of decades. He was a moose whose brown hair was threatening to turn grey, but had decided not to yet out of fear of retribution. George himself gave off the first impression of seriousness and grit that aided him in exacting authority in the field, but Daniel knew him well enough to know that his friendliness was sincere.Daniel took a seat at an empty table and surveyed the room around him. The room itself was slightly dingy, with only a few glow orbs providing dim light to illuminate a barren landscape of tables, chairs, and supporting pillars. Across the room were two other junior officers casually chatting with each other, both having chosen to mostly ignore Daniel from the day he was hired. In another corner of the room were two shock troopers, or “safety troopers” as he had been obligated to call them on the job, who were silently dealing cards to one another in some sort of game that Daniel didn’t care enough about to learn. Suddenly, a loud ring filled the room, causing everyone’s heads to shoot up in surprise. A data scroll hanging on the wall began to display a message, which was quickly relayed by George.“Alright, looks like we’ve got reports of a domestic disturbance, with indications of possible power usage,” One of the shock trooper’s ears perked up at the sound of those last two words.“You two,” George pointed at the shock troopers, “You’re coming with me, and Daniel’s coming as well.”One of the junior officers objected, “Why Daniel? He’s the youngest out of all of us, if there’s actually power usage, he could get hurt!”“Don’t start acting like you give a damn about his well-being all of a sudden, Riana,” George responded, “You know as well as I do that these power abuse reports are usually complete bunk, and Daniel needs the experience of at least moving around and getting on location way more than either of you two do.”Riana sat down with a dejected sigh and George looked over at Daniel.“C’mon kid, we got a job to do.”As Daniel made his way to the site of the report, he felt uneasy. He had been with the CCA for such a short time, and he felt vastly underexperienced compared to those currently surrounding him. In addition, he was being called out to a report of power abuse. Power abuse was taken extremely seriously within Anduruna, with the punishment for abusers usually being lifetime exile. Being called out to a report like this made Daniel even more nervous than he usually was, but George flashed him a reassuring smile.“Don’t worry, kid, you’ll be fine. Like I said, these reports are usually noth-” His voice trailed off as he eyed the house now in front of them. The front door had been broken in, but the house was completely silent. “This must be the place. Stay behind me, we’re gonna have to go in.”George sent off the neighbors that had begun to gather to find out what was happening and led Daniel and the troopers into the house. The house itself was dark and eerily quiet. Daniel held in a gasp as his boot crunched over the remains of a shattered glow orb. Suddenly, one of the troopers stopped and nudged George on the shoulder.“Hey, there’s some sound coming from a room at 2 o’clock,” she whispered, “Sounds like it could be heavy breathing or talking.”George nodded and motioned for the group to follow him as he found the door. He tried the handle and found that it was locked, so he stepped back and kicked the door at its handle, breaking it open. The two shock troopers flashed their springers into the room, ready to fire.“Put your hands in the air and cease all power usage immediately!” George yelled, but his angry demeanor faltered slightly when he saw what was in the room. On one end of the room were two bodies wearing dark masks lying next to each other, either unconscious or dead, with burn marks both on them and the wall behind them. On the other end of the room was a teenage boy and his unconscious mother. The mother looked like she had been shot and was bleeding from a wound in her arm; the boy knelt beside her and had a pale green halo above his head that dimly lit the room, signifying power usage. The troopers saw this and aimed their springers at the boy.“Please, please don’t shoot me. I need to use my power. It’s the only way that I can save her,” the boy pleaded, “She won’t make it to a hospital in time, you have to let me heal her!”As he spoke, green wisps flew from his fingers to the wound on his mother’s arm, the edges of which seemed to shrink slightly, the red of her blood being replaced by the white of her fur.“I’m sorry, son, but you know the rules,” George spoke with a recitatory tone in his voice, “Step away from her and stop using your power immediately or we will be forced to use force.”“Please, you don’t understand. She will die if I can’t help her,” he raised his arm up in front of his face, blocking the glaring light of the flashlight used by the shock troopers, “Just give me a little more time, and you can arrest me and get her to a hospital. Plea-”Suddenly, one of the troopers fired and struck the boy in the chest. He fell backwards to the ground in a heap.“What the hell,” Daniel yelled, “Why’d you shoot him! He was just a kid, he wasn’t going to hurt us!”“You don’t know that,” replied the trooper firmly, “He was raising his hand at us, I wasn’t about to let us end up like those two poor souls over there.” He motioned toward the masked bodies.Daniel felt the firm hand of George grab his shoulder, holding him back from moving toward the trooper.“It’s not worth it, Daniel,” George muttered, “You two, head back to the office and report what happened. I’ll deal with the paperwork once I get back.” He turned back towards Daniel and lowered his voice. “Listen, kid, we’re gonna be a bit late back to the station. I wanna have a talk with you first.”George sent the troopers on their way and called in for a medical team on his data scroll. Once they had arrived, finished taking care of the bodies, and left, George grabbed Daniel by the arm. Daniel did his best to not meet George’s gaze, but became confused when he saw George flash a smile out of the corner of his eye.“Don’t worry, this isn’t going to be anything disciplinary,” George said reassuringly, “But we’re probably gonna have to get somewhere a little more suited for conversation.”Daniel followed George as he strode down streets with a pace as if George had had to walk this way many times before. When they stopped, they were in front of a small bar. George held open the front door and motioned for Daniel to step inside with a small chuckle. The inside was cozy, with a fire inside warming up what was otherwise a typical looking bar. George took a seat at the bar and Daniel sat next to him. George held up two fingers and the bartender nodded, and slid two bottles of fermentae in front of George and Daniel.“Hope you like shayed, cause that’s all they got here,” George said with a grin before placing the bottle to his lips.“It’s… fine. I’m just so confused why you brought me here, to some random bar, to yell at me.”“Kid, I already told you I’m not gonna yell at you. I just felt like the conversation we need to have needed to take place away from all the hubbub and prying eyes down at the office.”“Conversation? Conversation about what? The innocent kid I just saw get shot in front of me?”George sighed deeply and brought his hand up to cover his mouth as he spoke.“Not technically innocent, but yes, about him.”“Fine, he wasn’t technically innocent, but he was still just a kid who was trying to save his mom after a home invasion. And… we just killed him.” Daniel held back tears at his recollections of the night’s events.“I’m not saying that I take any pleasure or pride in what happened back there,” George said, his eyes moving down toward the bar and into his bottle, “But what happened back there was an unfortunate necessity of how our society and our job functions. Our job is to keep order and to keep peace. Part of that is keeping control of power abuse and preventing it at all costs.”“But why? I don’t want to disagree with the CCA, I love them, I always have, and I’ve wanted to be a part of them my whole life, but it all just seems kinda nonsensical right now. Why did he deserve to die?”“He didn’t deserve to die, no one does, but he needed to die, in order to maintain control. Imagine what would happen if we decided to show mercy, if we hesitated for even a millisecond, and he used his power, even accidentally, to kill me or you or one of the troopers. There’d be chaos. You can’t suppress news like that. Next thing you know, every single delinquent, gang member, and wannabe rebel on the streets is gonna hear about it and think, ‘Well, if that one kid was able to fight back and win against the CCA, why can’t I?’. It’d be war. The amount of lives lost, innocent, criminal, and CCA, would be catastrophic. That is why he needed to die.”Daniel sat there, bottle still in hand, almost in shock. He felt a mixture of hatred, confusion, and understanding that he couldn’t reconcile within himself. George laid a hand on his shoulder.“I see that look in your eyes, and I get it. You’re still a rookie. You’ve only been with us for what, 2, 3 weeks? You shouldn’t have had to go through something like this so early, with no preparations. That’s my fault, and I apologize for putting you through this, but I’m gonna try to make it up to you. I’ll give you the rest of the day off, for starters. I think something like that is more than enough reason to write off the few hours you got left on your shift. Secondly, I’ll keep CCA eyes off you for the rest of the night.”“Wh-what? You can do that?”“Sure, I’ll just tell the guys patrolling tonight to not go looking for you as long as you stay out of trouble. Just don’t do anything that gets us called over to you, or else we’re both in some major trouble.”“What do you mean by that?”“Go out, get some stronger booze than this legal garbage, go find yourself a brothel, live a little! You’re only a rookie, try to live your life while you still can.” At that, George slammed his bottle down at the bar and guffawed loudly.“Th-thank you, sir, I’ll try to go and do something tonight, if I can.”“You don’t have to do none of that stuff if you don’t want, I’m just saying that you have the freedom to relax however you want tonight after what happened.”Daniel began to respond in gratitude once more, but he was cut off by a loud voice coming from across the room.“Spirits up above, Daniel, is that you?” The voice came from a shortish fox who was smiling widely at the sight of Daniel, “It feels like it's been forever since I’ve seen you out this late, man, get over here!”“Heh, looks like the spirits have already made plans for you tonight,” George joked, “I’m gonna make my way back to the office and leave you two to it.”Daniel waved goodbye and made his way over to the table where the fox was sitting.“Hey, Seth,“ Daniel spoke brightly, but couldn’t hide the forlorn look he still had on his face from earlier, “how's it going?”“Damn, man, what happened? You look like someone just died.” Seth paused. “Oh shoot, I better not be right on that one.”“No, it’s not that… exactly, I just… had a bad power abuse call.” Daniel stopped himself from saying anything more, it probably wouldn’t have been wise to anyway.“Well, you know my personal stance on the whole power abuse thing. We all got ‘em, why not let us use ‘em. But whatever, you’re the big, bad CCA guy now, so I probably shouldn’t be saying that kinda stuff.”Daniel cracked a small smile. “Don’t worry, I just got off the clock anyway. It doesn’t matter what you have to say on the subject.”“Speaking of that job by the way,” Seth started, placing down the empty fermentae bottle he had been holding in his hand, “I have not seen you nearly at all since this job started, and we’re roommates, man. I just hear you getting up to go to your med classes in the morning, and I get back too late from mine to catch you leaving for work.”“Well, that changes tonight. Apparently, my officer told me that he’ll take CCA eyes off of me for the night and let me do whatever as long as I don’t force them to go looking for me.”“Wait, really? You ain’t pulling my tail, are you?”“Nope, I can say that I trust him enough to believe him.”“Spirits, then what are we doing in this old place? I know this great bar on the other side of Calypsa that has super cheap Scinter’s Mark if you just slip ‘em a codeword. C’mon, man, what are you waiting for?”“Hold on, the other side of Calypsa, I have money with me, but not enough to pay for boat fare and buy Scinter’s Mark, even if it is ‘super cheap’.”“Don’t worry, man, I know I short way to get there from here, we just gotta cut through a couple alleyways and we’ll be there in no time.”With that, Daniel finished off the rest of his bottle and headed out the door with Seth. He had to run to keep up with Seth’s quick pace as they darted around a corner into a narrow passageway. He chased him as they ran between buildings, their excited paces never falling as Seth kept yelling about how amazing the bar was that they were going to. After a bit, however, Daniel called out to Seth for them to rest a bit.“I’m tired, dude, let’s just chill here for a sec while I catch my breath,” Daniel called out.“Fine by me, just don’t take all night, these alleys give me the creeps if I’m in them for too long,” Seth responded back.“Also, be honest with me, how much of the stuff that you’ve said about this bar is true?”“If I’m being honest, I know the owner of the place, and he’s just a pretty cool guy,” Seth laughed.“Yeah, I figured that after you started saying how the waitresses would let you do shots off their-”Daniel stopped. His ears perked up as he swung his head towards the far end of the alley.“Hey man, did you hear that,” Daniel asked, slightly concerned.Before Seth could respond, two shapes leaped out of the darkness and struck Seth to the ground, one pointing a Stinger at Daniel.“Alright, both of you stay on the damn ground and give us everything you got on ya,” one spoke, he looked to be a hyena, but the most alarming part of his appearance was the brightly colored tattoos that adorned his body, as well as his partner. They were part of the Neon Knives, and Daniel and Seth had walked right into their trap.“It’ll be alright, Seth, just do what they say and we’ll be fine,” Daniel said, his voice shaking.He took out his wallet and handed it to the one with the springer, who promptly looked inside.“28 lucre? Dammit, we caught another flop,” the bandit complained, pushing Daniel to the ground as she walked back over to the hyena.“Not completely,” he responded, “This guy was loaded, I got a couple hundred out of him.”“Fine, whatever,” she hissed back, “It ain’t worth this kinda trouble, but at least we’ll get a nice payday. Let’s just leave our two friends be.”“Hey,” yelled Seth, startling everyone with his sudden bravery, “You’re a CCA officer, ain’t you Daniel, can’t you do something about this?”Daniel’s eyes widened as the two Neons turned around to face them once more.“Oh, an officer, huh,” remarked the one with the springer, “It’s too bad for you that your friend gave away that juicy little tidbit. But honestly, how awful of a friend would you have to be to just give that away like that?” She turned to Seth, now wide-eyed, and shot him in the thigh. Seth screamed out in agony, but the Neon raised her springer again and aimed it at his head. “One more sound out of you, and you get a nice new hole in your skull.”She then turned over to Daniel, who was now sitting slack-jawed on the ground, unable to move or say anything.“As for you,” she spoke venomously, “We can’t just have a CCA officer with full knowledge of our faces living to tell the tale, so you know what I’ve gotta do now.”She aimed the springer, but was stopped by Seth slashing at her leg in desperation.“Damn you, you stupid fox, wait your turn,” she yelled, kicking at him.In that moment, Daniel felt as if he had lost control of himself. He felt adrenaline coursing through him like it never had before, and he began to notice a yellow glow coming from just above his head.“Hey, watch out!” The hyena yelled.“What do you mean, watch out,” The other Neon yelled back, “I’ve got this under control. It’s just- Oh, oh sh-”It was too late. In a flash, Daniel felt a shockwave emanate from his hand and towards her, shattering the springer and sending both Neons to the wall at the far end of the alley with a loud crack. Daniel barely had time to process what he had done before he rushed over to Seth. Seth was badly hurt and he losing blood incredibly quickly.“No, no, no, no, no, no, this isn’t happening. This can’t be happening.” Daniel began to mutter to himself frantically under his breath. “Okay, remember what to do. Keep the patient stable, tie the blood flow off.” Daniel took his shirt off and tied a makeshift tourniquet around Seth’s leg. “What am I supposed to do next? C’mon think, think, think! I can’t lose him, not now.”But before Daniel was able to finish his last thought, he heard a terrible sound, the sound of rapid footsteps and his officer’s quiet commanding voice. Daniel began to breathe even more rapidly as the troopers turned around the corner and met him face to face. Daniel looked into George’s eyes and found nothing but concealed pity and disappointment. “Please, I know what you’re thinking, but just let me save him first, he won’t make it to a hospital,” with every panicked word, the light above Daniel’s head only grew brighter, “Please, do whatever the hell you want with me, but let me heal my friend first.”Daniel subconsciously raised his hand in an effort to make a pleading gesture towards the officers, but realized too late what he had done.“No, no wai-” But it was too late. The last thing Daniel saw was George closing his eyes before a shot from one of the shock trooper’s springers rang throughout the streets of Calypsa.
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Monster by ZephyrLyall
Mature content
Monster :iconzephyrlyall:ZephyrLyall 6 1
Literature
An Exert from - Assault on Frost Manor
Chapter 3 - "Zanshin" - Remaining Mind... Disorientation was the first thing I felt… it was that same feeling you always get when you first wake up after you’ve slept too long. It’s the usual questions that pop into your head; “Who am I – Where am I – What am I feeling – What’s that sound – What’s that smell?” Then things begin to come back to the surface of you mind and you remember the answers to those questions; “My name is Niero – I’m in my bed – I feel warm and safe – I hear the birds in the morning sun – I smell the dew from the night still left over.” This time though… this time was different…I began to wake but so many things felt off. I knew my name, sure, but all I could smell was dirt, grass and metal instead of my warm cotton sheets. I wasn’t lying down either; I was sitting up against my back and I did not feel warm… Actually, I felt cold and sort of damp. No wait, my face was warm… and wet, or rather my eye. “Is there water on my face,” I thought. I tried to pull my arm up to wipe my face, but my hand wouldn’t move. My arms were stuck behind me. “Maybe I slept on them,” I thought. My mouth opened enough that some of the water on face began to seep through and it tasted like metal… it tasted like blood.I shot awake with a startle and a gasp as my face screamed at me in pain. I tried to open my eyes and see where I was. It was dark, and I could only see blurs and colored shapes and only one of my eyes was open. My right eye was pinched shut and wouldn’t budge. I tried to get up, but my arms and legs were tied and wouldn’t move. I couldn’t help but panic and struggle until I fell over onto my side. The change in my position, the blood in my mouth, the screaming agony of pain on my face, and the disorientation were too much as I felt myself throwing up and coughing before everything faded back into darkness.I dreamt of flying; I always dream of flying. This too was different through. As I flew higher and higher, the ground came closer; and the chains around my body and my limbs, when did they get there. As the ground came closer and closer, I screamed but something hot covered my face, and I came crashing into the ground.I awoke quietly this time. The smells were the same, but my arms and legs weren’t buckled or tied anymore. I still couldn’t move but I was lying on my back. My face was hot, and I could smell water and a cloth of some sort this time. I tried to open my eyes but still only me left eye responded. My head was still dizzy, so I tried not to move but took in my surroundings as best I could and listened. I could hear a crackling, was it a fire? I could see a on orange and red blur beginning to clear… it was a fire but the orange blur next to it was something else; or rather, somebody else. I heard a voice this time, but it sounded far away.“Oh, good… your awake, please, don’t move, you’ll just make yourself sick again.”I could feel the wet cloth rise off my face only to come back with a warmer cloth to replace it. It was covering my right eye. “is that why I can’t see,” I thought to myself.“Please, shtay calm and don’t move, your badly hurt. If you move, it’ll be worse for both of us. My name is Elrizabet. Can you talk, can you tell me your name?”I tried to open my mouth and speak but nothing but air came out… and now I was thirsty… so dry. Maybe this Elriza-whatever knew somethin because a little bit of water came into my mouth. It was warm and the taste was old and burned like… sulfer? I swallowed what little water I could and coughed up what little amount fell into my lungs. I didn’t care about the flavor, it was wet, that’s all I wanted.“what... where… late… dinner.” It felt like I hadn’t spoken in years and as I did, I felt myself beginning to lift off from, well, whatever I was lying on. I felt a small hand push me gently back down and the faraway voice came again.“You don’t need ta worry about tat; you had a bad fall, I tink you gotta concussion. You also got a black eye and it swelled up pretty bad. You gotta stay shtill and rest.” Said the voice… had it always sounded so young… and broken?As my mind drifted in and out, I could hear conversations and noices… there were other people here too. Two voices seemed to be the loudest though. One was loud and impatient… and smelled awful. The other seemed meek and timid but… somewhat more dangerous and always angry. They seemed to fight a lot.“… why don’t we just leave him, if hes gonna die than just shoot him and get it over with so we can go.” “NO, I mean, no, we can’t kill him. Whoever this stupid kid is, he came falling out of the sky right in front of me while I was bagging the brat. I WATCHED him get back up and look at me like as if he KNEW what we were doing.”“Then again I *cough-hack* wanna know why we’re *gulp gulp gulp* keeping this flightless wonder alive if he knows what we’re doing.”“Because you lard-ass, he had a halo, I SAW IT! I almost pulled my stupid pistol on him, but a brick fell on his head an’ knocked him out cold. You heard what Frost wants. “Kids with potential,” and “We gotta build an army.” This kid is already tapping into something these other useless whelps we bring in will have to spend months trying to grasp.”“But you know what hes going to say when frost sees that we got somebody else OTHER than who he chosed. You know he hates surprises. And you know he says, “we only pick those who are worthy of my gifts.”“Yeah, well, it’s not like I had a choice, he fell from the fucking sky… LITTERALLY… and he saw me with the brat so it was either kill him and raise an alarm, or bring him and deal with Frost.”“But those cloths, I seen ‘em before. That’s what they wear in that capital school… this kid’s got some rich family that’ll be looking for him.”“well then we’ll just lay low after this job for a month and search in one of the other districts until the heat dies down. Besides, Maybe frost can ransom ‘im or something. The man has an army of power wielding zealot children, he’s gotta get funding from somewheres right?. AND YOU, toothy brat… is he getting better, we’re almost out… food and jumbo… last bottle of… I don’t… hunting again. What... day or 2….”The conversation I listened too, though really bizarre, made me acutely more aware of my situation. As much as I wanted to continue listening, I couldn’t stop myself from fading off again. The conversation did help me remember what I was doing the day before this weird event in my life. I was up on a rooftop, practicing my wing flaps. All I ever seem to do really is just hover for a couple seconds before falling and gasping for breath. “Stupid midget wings” I thought to myself. I had closed my eyes to really focus on staying in the air for at least 15 or hell even 10 seconds for once.I must have drifted towards the edge because when I opened my eyes and saw the alley way below me, I lost control and m wings crashed into each other. I tried to grab the edge, but my hands slipped on a loose brick. I think I hit an awning or two. No, the second was just the ground. I remember getting up and feeling like a complete idiot as usual before I looked up and saw… a scrawny blue and white canine with lopsided horn on one side of his head. He had some little girl with him and a pistol in the other hand. Then I remember hearing a loud crack and my vision went white before going black.I awoke again, this time to the warmth of the sun above me. The cloth on my face was cold and my face hurt but not as much. I could even feel my right eye beginning to open. I tried to sit up slowly; I didn’t feel nearly as dizzy or disoriented as I had last time. I could feel my hands and feet were still tied but I was at least able to sit up and really look at my surroundings. For what felt like years, I was finally able to see the world around me with clarity. The ropes were old but tied tightly on my hands and feet. I was still wearing my school uniform, but it was covered in muck. I smelled like dirt, sweat, blood, and vomit.“Spirits above I need a shower… and a toilet… hell just give me the whole stupid bathroom.” I thought to myself as I felt my stiff joints pop and begin to loosen.As I looked around, I began to piece together my current situation. there was a fire pit next to me but it only had a couple embers burning at this point with a couple dead logs around the edges. There was a light snowfall around us. “Wait… us…” I realized then that I could see my other companions, for the first time.A young girl with orange fur and big tusks on her jaw. “That would explain why she talked so funny,” I thought. I saw the blue and white canine from my memory sitting next to the fire, asleep; a springer pistol in one hand, and a half empty bottle of Fermentae in the other. I heard noises behind me and decided I wasn’t ready to have a full interaction with anybody yet, so I laid back down and pretended to be asleep as a very large blue and gold canine with a similar horn but on the other side. “Siblings maybe… twins?” the thought crossed my mind as I tried to seek a better look at the large man. He outweighed the other by almost double… maybe even triple his body and he was carrying a lot of firewood; he also had a Springer pistol, but this one was loosely tucked into his back pocket.“well if you got ta energy to pretendin’ to be asleep, you might as well get up before I kick you…”“ssshit…” I thought, as I began to sit back up again, only this time I realized that the first guy was also awake and getting up. Then I realized the second one was talking to the short one and both weren’t even aware I was awake yet… but they were now.“WELL now that your highness is bloody fucking awake… we can finally LEAVE this Spirits forsaken spit of land we’ve been at for almost 4 days now!” Said the scrawny one, where by he downed the last of the bottle and through it into the woods.“You best thank little miss “Suzzie Nursemaid” here, since she’s da one that kept you u’live… you ungrateful lil shit. Now get up so we can go, we got 4 days of traveling to catch up on.” Said the big on as he bent down to tie a rope around my neck and cut my legs free. I could see now that I was tied up to… Eli-whatever her name is. She was also beginning to wake up and gave me a big toothy, or rather, ‘tusky’ grin. She wasn’t even really wearing any decent cloths either; a pair of shorts, torn and worn out, and a shirt 2 sizes too big. It looked like kid pretending to wear her parent’s cloths. “How old was she… 10... 12... It doesn’t matter.” I thought as I began to stand up slowly, not wanting to be kicked by anybody at the moment. I tried to hold my composure but did as they asked… for now anyways.As we walked along the forest in the brisk fall morning, there was only one thing that that mattered. I kept my focus forward and tried to show my compliance rather than my true aim. I was hungry, I was filthy, I was tired, I was sore, I was tied at the neck to some little kid, my hands were still tied in front of me, and both our captors had pistols. The scrawny guy waived his at just about everything that moved… including us sometimes. But the big guy rarely ever touched or even looked it, sagging in his back pocket. If I was going to get out of here… I had to get my hands on that gun and I had to do it quickly… preferably before I met with this Frost guy.-END Chapter 3-- thank you for the taking the time read this, however do be aware this work of fiction is only a work in programs, and only a small part of a much larger project. I hope it has you gripped as it had me when i wrote it. (in one go mind you, i couldn't stop)
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Literature
The Last Outpost
Chapter 1- “Power Up!” I’m not exactly sure how to start one of these but I guess I’ll start with a friendly hello, I am Arkius Jackilak, not exactly the most prominent of names but it’s the best way I can start my introduction is by telling how I earned my name, I never gotten it till I was just a week or two old. I never knew or met my parents, hell I don’t know how I was alone out in the desert in the first place, I was an infant all alone with no mother or father to call my own, I try to think why I was left for, I use to cry myself to sleep thinking if they abandoned me, or died for trying to keep me alive out there but if I’m to be honest, I feel grateful in a weird sort of way. I don’t exactly believe in fate but out of strange circumstances I was found by a savaging team of a far off village fortress, I was near dead practically coughing up sand, I was done for yet they pressed on to save me no matter what others said. Its then I was taken to a place called “The Outpost” a towering fortress complete with farmland, an economy, but with an overwhelming rate of soldiers protecting it. The location was in between the Diony Dessert but much closer to the Starfall Mountains…kind of stupid position if you ask me, but there it was easy to find water and suitable soil to start up farming, it baffles me to this day that all the people in just a small village can start a running society. Why the Outpost was in the middle of nowhere out of Dreamkeeper civilization is a rather interesting piece of history, it was built solely as a scouting position and wall to keep any enemy’s such as bandits, dark Dreamkeepers, monsters and the legendary nightmares out of the city of Anduruna so people can continue their process of building the grandest city of the Dreamworld, even granted permission of allowing soldiers to use their powers when in combat. Yet as time went by people forgot about the fortress except for one place, the soldiers won’t tell who but they provide us with various materials to keep our society afloat, but that changed once the law of no Dreamkeeper will enact their powers. However there were plans to connect the current Outpost with the native ones up in Starfall and near the cliffs, but Anduruna basically forgotten all about it, how the society kept it afloat is adopting banished Dreamkeepers from the city after a proper interrogation, I never seen Anduruna with my own eyes but it’s nice to hear stories from newcomers to know what its really like there. To finish the history lesson the soldiers stayed saying that this fortress will stand guard no matter what happens, they kept the old ways of training, they also built mines in the mountains to find various ores and materials for weapons, lucked out in saving many from the desert waist, and kept standing still fending off enemy’s which is surprising since it was just one lone fortress alone in a dessert, yet no matter what it’s never a dull moment in this small friendly community. However the springers they used were fairly old but constantly modified by the blacksmiths and local inventor which happened to be one of my founders and adoptive father, his name was Walter Zenker he was pretty good with the tools even taught me over time when I stayed along with his son Raymond and wife Zania, his son became my best friend over time after years of bickering and fighting though, we kind of stopped after we broke each other’s noses and developed a bond between brothers, or step brothers. Getting back to when I was found I was doctored for weeks by medical personnel in a hut, for spirits knows how long till a certain Dreamkeeper offered to put her health in jeopardy just to save me, but to do this she had to use her healing ability to do so. Within a few days I was healthy as can be, yet the old woman that offered her life to save me perished in her efforts to keep me alive, her name was Arkadia Jackilak, in remembrance for her sacrifice and to honor her name I was named after her by the community, a child raised by an entire village with a loving family to boot, little did they know exactly what they were getting into when they took on the role. As a kid I kept getting myself and Ray into trouble, never wanting to stay in one place I enjoyed exploring various abandoned areas searching for treasure, while making things difficult for my foster family for it. I never was ungrateful for them taking me in, just at the time I never exactly knew how to show it, they gave me so much and I keep seeking ways every time I see them to show it. Back then though I use to make a habit for stealing homemade sweets, pranking the village seniors by giving them near heart attacks with fireworks, and also giving the local soldiers a run for their money when sneaking out of the fortress on their watch. Anyway I- “Yo Ark!!! Quit your scribbling were gonna be late for training!” A canine looking Dreamkeeper shook Arks arm in an urgent fashion, being about 6’3” having tanned fur mixed with neon orange leopard spots, he resembled a Labrador with feline ears and a curled furred tail. For a male Dreamkeeper he was fairly physically attractive, though most of the males in the facility were already strong looking, more than most, whereas Arkius was fairly scrawny yet lean showing he is still building up. “Yeah yeah I’ll be there in a moment Ray, you go on ahead ill catch up alright?” Ark responded with a tired sigh when closing his journal hoping to continue his written work later on, with a hop off the side of his bunk and started to prepare his day of training. Compared to his friend he was 5’8” with a rather basic expression Arkius resembled more of a raccoon feline mix with long lynx ears that rest behind his head pointing to the floor at all times, being a tortilla brown furred color he had a certain bark pattern mix whereas his stripes are a dark coffee brown. Gripping his dusty grey jumpsuit he started to prepare, his last name was stitched on the left side of his suit with a red star on each side of his shoulders, no one really asked what it represents just know that its the symbol of their core. All the jumpsuits were handmade whereas the older soldier outfits looked ancient and the fabric kept falling apart. Racing out his bunk room shaking a leg to get the pants leg of his uniform to fit while getting his tail through the back hole he finally zipped himself up and caught up to his canine friend. “The hell you were writing? A book?”. “Journal, been wanting to write for a while, besides you suggested I write one right?” Ark responded with a pant, adjusting his zipper and collar as he approached the crowd of soldiers flooding out the door. Raymond’s expression was rather dim at first but slowly lead to him to break into a snicker “I was being sarcastic! Besides it looked like you were making a memoir more than a journal” “I want people to know who I was and where I come from isn’t that the whole point of a journal? besides, I'm 100% certain you want me to mention you in it” “…well I am an essential part of your life I better be in there…though I highly doubt anyone would read it, I mean who really reads those things? and no offence, you’re writing skills needs some work” “First off ouch, and secondly if you prefer maybe I should make a self-help book, a step by step process of how not to be a douche, Step 1, don’t hang out with other douches like you” Ark responded with a sarcastic grin on his face. “Oh Ho! Touché brother” he says with a laugh giving Ark a strong punch to the shoulder in his friends arm knowing full well it is just playful banter between buds. The two Dreamkeepers felt their bodies squeeze between the rest of their training company as they tried their hardest to get through, with time and effort they finally approached the swivel doors leading to the sandy training grounds in what looked like a courtyard surrounded by a mix of old and new fortified stone walls. There were two castle like towers for snipers to camp in and a balcony for sentries to walk across and stand guard both the inner and outer walls constantly keeping a watchful eye over the desert beyond their boarders. Both men and woman Dreamkeepers stood in rows of 10 a solid 3 feet away from each other side by side while the others behind them are 5 feet away, each and every one kept their arms behind their back awaiting for Sargent Osborn’s orders. There were below 600 soldiers staying within the Outpost walls while the civilians community population behind it kept to a low 1500, a small army protecting not only their home but any and all Dreamkeepers beyond their boarders is what each soldier stood for, at the least most do. The Sargent that looked after Arkius and Raymond’s company was a female Dreamkeeper resembling a grizzly bear, yet has a mane of red feathers mixed with her Ivory fur leading to a long tail dazzled with a multitude of tropical feather colors along it, she had a fairly attractive physique if you’re the kind of person that likes muscular woman, her jumpsuit was also slightly opened to reveal part of her bodice in which some took notice due to its endowed size. She wore a darker jumpsuit compared to the privates, her wear symbolized her rank with her star on her shoulder being outlined in black stitching where the soldiers in training had no such outline on their own. With her commanding tone the sergeant call out to her soldiers in a loud bellow “Attention!!!” every shoulder straightened up and stepped on the ground at the same time causing a rumble to the ground they stood, with their eyes forward and heads up high they had their fullest attention to their commanding officer. “Now normally id throw all you maggots out and about for a nice jog across the hot sands to start this lovely plus 35 weather day today…but seeing as ‘some’ of you in this company are actually showing progress in not just the basics in combat training, today all of you in pairs of two will work together to train with your powers” everyone who had ears lifted slightly showing interest as they all haven’t fully used their powers often in basics, it’s an exciting day to start advanced power training. “Don’t get yourselves too excited, today I’m going to learn you all how to properly execute your powers, you will all learn new ability’s you never knew you could do, all of you will be pushed harder than ever before, I’ll push your power to grow to the farthest limits of your being-” “She’s defiantly pushing something to the farthest limit” A soldier whispered with a snicker to his fellow soldier buddies, little knowing Arkius and Raymond were right in front of them hearing every word. Their vulgar talk was most annoying to everyone around them Arkius himself found it disrespectful seeing as they acted like children and thought it especially insulting to their comrades of the opposite sex. “…we’re in the middle of training show some respect for spirits sake” was all Ark can say in an irritated yet silent tone, knowing full well it’s a Dreamkeeper he isn’t entirely fond of, it was Michaels that’s commenting on the Sargent’s current look. It was silent for just a second till Michaels spoke out again in a hushed tone “no one cares what you think ’Arkius the Anarchist’, it’s none of your fucking business” he spoke in a snide tone knowing full well of his actions when he said so. Arks bright golden eyes darted to Michaels who stood right behind him, glaring at him with fury when he mentioned his cursed nickname, he already felt his fist burning hot, the top of his head flickered showing his halo was barely showing but just itching to be awakened, being ridiculed for the last time on the nickname he hates the most. A yellow paw then touched Arks shoulder strongly yet carefully as it was Raymond looking down at him, shaking his head softly as tell Ark to stop now and not indulge what he really wanted, then his eyes looked to Michaels with a rather intimidating look. “I would not use that kind of talk around here Michaels, though it would be one hell of a scandal if everyone knew about that one time you were drunk on All Spirits Eve” Michaels’s smug grin and expression quickly vanished whereas Arks fury was quickly changed to a slow smirk knowing full well of what Ray mentioned. “The both of you can suck my dick you don’t know fucking shit!” “I don’t think that’s possible when you’re already a dickless prick” Ray smirked in response whereas Ark couldn’t help but grin to Michaels’s tightlipped expression seeing in his eyes he was thinking of a way to retort to the two. “Michaels! Zenker! Jackilak!” shouted Sargent Osborn causing all three of the men to straighten up in a panic. “Was there something the three of you like to share with the rest of the class?” All three responded in a paced shout “NO SARGENT!!!”. Arks ear dropped lower than usual, thinking to speak out against Michaels but knows full well soldiers don’t take too kindly to snitching out others, however the sergeant had a certain nose for lies and can tell right away even before she called the three out something was up. Removing her sunglasses her light blue glazed eyes glared to the three “well seeing as the three of wont tell me and might I add that you all seem the most anxious bunch I think it’s only fair if the three of you can clean the courtyard by 1600 hours tonight after demonstrating how to properly use your powers to subdue an enemy for the entire company to watch”. At first Arks head bowed with the other two in a sigh to their Sargent’s orders and responded individually in a soft defeated tone “Yes Sargent” haring their pitiful response made her give them a sour look and responded by shouted right in their faces “I CANT HEAR YOU!” immediately they straighten up and responded all together in unison shouting louder than ever “YES SARGENT!!!”. Both Ark and Ray looked at each other with concern because they will be showing everyone how they use their abilities, whereas Michaels slammed his shoulders past the two friends to gladly show off what he himself can do. He was about as tall as Raymond but the Dreamkeeper had a certain duck like appearance, he himself was masculine just like the rest, had basic feathers and fur, more navy blue however. He looked over to Ark and Ray with a distasteful look as they followed up behind him standing right beside their Sargent and faced their company. Once up Ark was actually looking forward to stand up front searching for someone he knew from the crowd hoping she was there, it’s then his eyes met with neon jade eyes that locked to his own, it was Sierra Barron. All the male soldiers agrees that she was in fact one of the many attractive woman of the entire area, most prominent to be promoted as well yet a rare few get to actually talk to her due to not exactly finding an easy task to trust others, yet out of pure luck her and Arkius formed a friendly bond, they mainly spend their time as study and sparing partners, he was mainly the study coach where she the sparing coach. The female Dreamkeeper looked like a pure white cobra, her wide hood attached to her head and body had hidden patterns tucked away when folded whereas the rim has slight razor spikes surrounding it. She also had dusty grey fur in slight patches across her curvaceous yet strong build,all on her elbows, tip of her tail and a slight mane over her chest. What made her most attractive in Arks point of view was both her eyes and her smooth pearl like skin and the fact she was just like him. She was found in a desert alone like him only she had the harsh reality to know the truth about her parents. She looked to Ark and nodded softly with a soft smile, signaling that he can do this, with returned smirk Ark nodded in return finding the confidence in himself to show the company and that piece of shit Michaels exactly what Arkius Jackilak can really do. “Alright men….power up!” her command rang out in their ears as bursts of light in individual colors illuminated on each of their heads showing they can call upon their power on command with ease. Michaels halo shone in a blackish brown with a slight white glow around it, Raymond’s a neon yellow, and Arkius a bright red halo over his head. “Michaels…you first” Sargent Osborn’s halo then flashed over her head with a darkened lemon color to it, lifting her hand a wave of energy fluttered across it like waves, only to see she was levitating three crudely made training dummies, all three flew slowly over everyone's head till they were placed in one of the four empty stone crescent areas made for firing ranges well away from the balcony, the tower and the company. Michaels strutted over to where Sargent Osborn stood looking like he had no worries what so ever with demonstrating his powers “subdue the target and make sure your eyes are focused at the target when you do” she added in a slight growl noticing that he was giving what he calls the love gaze to some of the woman of his group, this caused him to straighten up as the previous time quickly looking away and straight forward once caught “Yes Sargent!” he chanted in a panicked tone. Once she backed away with the two friends Michaels took a deep breath letting his halo hum, he smirked as he lifted his leg up high and struck the ground with a stomp causing the earth to crackle and pulse till a piling row of rocks sprouted up like pillars in various sizes to the targeted area till with a loud ‘THOOM’ his target was crushed under one large stone pillar. He then backed up letting out a soft huff seeing as he successfully took down the targeted dummy wit style, his friends cheer him on, clapping as a few did in turn with just their fingers tapping their palms. “Not bad…definitely powerful but sloppy…extremely sloppy, change your ability to make only one row of spikes when handling a single target” Sargent commented when passing Michaels by with an unimpressed expression while passing one of his pillars and pushed it over with just the tip of her finger. Her eyes then met to Raymond when standing by the next location, with a whistle and a snap of her finger she motioned him to come over “your next Zenker”. Raymond’s ears perk up as she addressed him, keeping his head up high he marched to his commanding officer while passing a rather disappointed looking Michaels. Arkius himself didn’t relished the idea that the duck billed male stood beside him but it’s better than having to listen to him talk, more importantly he worried for his friend as he’s unsure what he will do. Once Ray made it to the firing line and the Sargent walked out of the way standing in between Ark and Michaels to watch what he will do from a distance. Ray focused on his target thinking of various ways to take it down properly, he then smiled seeing as he found out exactly what to do in performance for his instructor and his company. His left palm faced the dummy as waves of energy seemed to hit it but showed no effect, with a flick of a wrist with his palm facing himself the dummy then flung across the firing range charging towards him till he met it with a right hook. The impact broke the dummies face in splinters, but Raymond was far from finished with it. Quickly it flung up into the air like a spring, but it’s only when it started to fall Raymond acted. With a back spin kick he struck the dummies abdomen forcing it to slam onto the ground but followed up his attack with his finisher and smashed both his fists down with his power activated to use gravity to crush it beneath him with great force causing dust to surround the impacted area . Ray kept a controlled look on his face looking like he had a sense of unease like he could have executed that better, his gaze then turned to Osborn waiting for her verdict. “You had the right idea but in battle, but if it was that simple to crush your enemy I’d suggest not to over exert yourself like that” the Sargent says with a sighing tone like she expected more from Ray yet he seemed surprised she went a little easier on the criticism. The company clapped for Ray rather enthusiastically especially from a few admirers of his. With a slight shine from Osborn’s sunglasses she didn’t need to say anything when looking to Arkius when it’s his turn, without a word she pointed to the final demonstration point. When passing Ray his good friend leaned in quick to whisper encouragement “rootin’ for ya buddy”. Ark did hear Michaels coughed an unsettling comment under his breath which made Ray slam his shoulder to the smug looking Dreamkeeper to keep his mouth shut. However Arkius found it more unsettling that everyone fell silent now it’s his turn to use his ability in front of them. Once standing in front of the dummy Ark felt a chill go up his spine as he doesn’t use his power often, if not at all, flashes of a previous bad memory rings across his head as a gust of wind blew through his fur. Swallowing down his nervous feelings he shook his head and hands to gain back his composure, clenching his eyes shut he can visualize where he is aiming, and with a twitch of his ear his halo glowed ever brighter showing he is in fact prepared. From his forearms red energy slid down to his palms like veins till it slowly built up to a small red energy ball gradually getting bigger and bigger till it filled his entire hand. With a whirring sound building in the air he lunged to his target, pulling one hand up to launch his attack, it left off like a rocket making a loud cracking burst when it flew, when the ball hit its target it lets off a grenade like blast ‘BLOOMM’. However oddly enough a rock lifted over Arks foot causing him to trip, time just stood still as he started to fall down to the ground, so close to the ground yet his mind screamed at him to move, quickly he took the effort to use this trip to flip himself sideways and pitch his final attack when landing back onto his feet, even if he could of landed better he did strain his ankle doing so. His pitch made it to his mark causing the second blast to cause more of an impact then the last ‘KRA-TOOOOM’, his eyes widened seeing he actually did it, all he could hear was his breath, breathing rather deeply like all that build up took everything he had, which would be pretty embarrassing he thought if it was true. His eyes then looked over to his comrades who all had a rather stunned look on their faces, yet the first ones to clap was Ray, Sierra, then the rest of his company in utter surprise and praise. Osborn however kept her usual stone cold face and approached Arkius slowly “you certainly pulled off a dazzling performance, showed resourcefulness and action when a mistake was about to be made, next time watch where you step you can’t be so lucky not out in the field, avoid making mistakes or it will cost your life”. In Arks mind that’s probably the best compliment he has ever received from her, he held back a smile and stood proud with his chin up saluting his higher officer “Thank you Sargent!” “Now you all see what a soldiers power in offence can do, there are plenty of ways to put your abilities to use, all of you will work on that today, except for you three, you will start up on cleaning the courtyard ill have you all on kitchen duty if not done by requested time do I make myself clear?” she says once Ark stood by Ray both smiling rather widely to each other not really caring if they got cleaning duty they did amazing in their mind, they all chanted together with more enthusiasm minus Michaels “YES SARGENT!!!THANK YOU SARGENT!!!” To be continued…...
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In the dark room with at least four pillar-like beams keeping the ceiling together, light begins to shine from the door sliding open. A familiar chimpanzee-Dreamkeeper, Augustus, slowly steps in the dark room and shuts it behind him. He was only wearing his light body vest with two shoulder pads sewed onto his grey t-shirt’s shoulder blades in an asymmetrical format. His pants colored dark-green with his combat boots similar to any shock trooper-design. He turns to see the source of light coming from the Glow Orbs that’s sitting on top on the right side of the office desk.
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Yershenko wore his commissioned officer's uniform decorated with various medals for his dedication to the city’s safety after bringing down a wanted governor whose crimes against Anduruna are far worse than any most dangerous delinquents out there in the underworld. The city's future is now secured thanks to him.
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