Free Stuff: The Complete series of James Potter

Well here it is the complete Five book series I started last year. Five volumes in total. James Potter is an action packed forward moving magical ride. It was total work of experimentation with elements of Harry Potter world mixed in to a fun parody of sorts. 2nd edition

The first volume is a stand alone but if you don’t read them order you will miss details here and there.

50 plus years after the events of the deathly hallows, Angus Potter a descendent of Harry Potter is an American now living in Fort Worth Texas. He has retired from his military service in the magical world and is living as a Rancher and magic weapons smith. That all comes to an end one fateful night

This is a continuation of the first volume that takes place several months later. James Potter sees visions of a masked man attempting to rob from a family of magi their ancient family treasure.

A new dawn for the wizards and magi in the western wizard magical world has come. It is the era of the sky. A sword from the masters of the wusxia is sent to the Dragon of the West. A time of magical advancement and a paradigm shift as begun. The young dragons will duel for the throne in the sky.

James Potter takes on new challenges and roles as seeks to build Hawks Landing and push himself to the limits to improve and grow as a wizard. Behind the shadows though the enemy of his family is making moves as well to stop him at all costs and finally put an end to the house of Potter forever.

A strange new arrival has shown up in Hawks Landing. A beautiful lady with misty blue crystal blue eyes clad in a the mists and looking for the man to give the sword of the true king. James has his reservations though Dago and everyone are welcoming of her and promise she brings.

It was a run time all around.

Experiment: Logan Jones (Sargent Jai) Ch4

Logan kept Darla close to him as walked to the entrance/exit out of the summoning room. Princess Jasmine waited at the entrance. She had a magical glow around her body that enhanced her already attractive appearance. Logan knew what she was doing. He was already feeling himself slipping into that trap though tried to push against the magic she was pushing out.

Darla brushed her hip against Logan’s side. He looked at Darla’s breasts then her face. Darla narrowed her eyes at him. “We will have sex tonight. Yes.” She said in a voice that was questioning if not a little innocently hopeful. Her accent reminded him of a Swedish model he had a wonderful time with on his vacation in Europe.

Logan stared at her. “Say that again.” He said.

Darla frowned. “We will have sex tonight. Yes. Why you look at me like that?” She said in the same Swedish heavy accent.

Logan grinned. “This going to be so much fun.” He said as he guided her along she opened her mouth to ask him what he was saying.

“Excuse me. I would to introduce myself. I am Princess Jasmine.” Jasmine said in font of Logan.

Logan paused to look at her at the same time his hand started to rub Darla’s side. Darla stiffen up but didn’t knock his hand away. He ran his hand lightly on exposed neckline. Darla’s reaction was instant. He smiled at Jasmine barely focusing on her. Darla’s breathing had changed as she got excited. “Hello, Princess Jasmine. I’m Logan Jones. Nice to meet you.” He said with a small bow of his head to her.

Princess Jasmine smile at him brightly and the glow around her body brightened for a second. Logan nodded. “Well I got to go. See your around.” He said and guided Darla away to join the others leaving quickly.

Princess Jasmine stared at him with a shocked surprise on her face. Her beautiful face frozen on a seductive smile as he moved around her without a second glance. Logan led Darla away with the crowd of youths as they were herded to the training and sleeping quarters.

Logan kept a possessive around Darla’s waist the whole time they were led outside. The young people took in the wealthy fantasy of castle as they passed down carpeted hallway.

Paintings of Harold and his daughter and the landscape of the kingdom of Grim Old proper were on the walls. The youths were all awe stroke while Logan could only grin sardonically to himself. They never noticed how there were no servants around. They just accepted the fact they were kidnapped from their home worlds with good intentions to be heroes.

Logan hadn’t bought into Harold’s story the first time. He had made on mistake though. This was his second chance he was smarter now and he had a plan. They were guided along.

Logan got more then a few odd looks from the youths at his open sexual interest of Darla. The ones that stared to long in judgment he flipped them his middle finger. The humans from earth got the message and quickly looked away. One man with jade Hair and blue eyes from another world stared at the jester wondering what it meant.

“Hey asshole!” Logan said in a friendly tone.

The man looked at Logan in confusion. “Asshole?! Oh hello. What does that jester mean with your hand?” He said.

“It means stay fuck out of my business before I break my foot off in your ass.” Logan said staring directly at him.

The man’s face flushed in embarrassment and he turned away. Darla herself remained quiet observing the behaviors and judgmental stares with indifferent. The females from earth giggled while the men shook their heads.

Everyone pretty much minded their own damn business after that. It was as they were entering an open outside area with sleeping quarters on the sides. There was a circular fighting pit area in the center of the complex. The place brought back a series of memories for Logan of pain and humiliations.

They were immediately divided into seven groups. He and Darla were put into a group together with Vince as planned by one of the none human instructors.

Sargent Jai was a tall green skinned man bare chested with dark brown trousers and leather boots on. He looked pretty normal but for his green skin magical presence around his body. The man even had a handsome kind enough face that made it easy for him to herd people into groups. They focused on his every word. Logan looked around at the training area. The scent of dry blood and sand attacked his senses. Logan kept his main focus on Darla though as he prepared for the shit show to begin.

“Welcome heroes. I am Sargent Zed Jai. I am your trainer. I will teach you to fight and survive in the world once you leave for your journey after three months. Today we will celebrate you’re arrival here. But first a demonstration of what you will learn to master.” He said in a friendly voice and clapped his hands like a king. He summons two young male muscled warriors with slave collars around their necks. They were naked from the waist up both wearing leather shorts and no bare foot. They walked toward the fighting ring. They wooden swords in their hands and lines of scars on their backs and arms. They got in the ring and quickly started to fighting it out with brutal fast force.

Logan frowned because he didn’t remember any demonstration on the first day they had come to this world. The other kidnapped youths looked on in sick fascination at the brutal contest between the two slaves.

Logan felt someone watching him and he looked toward Sargent Jai. He was staring at Logan with a look of open disgust on his face. Everyone else was distracted by what was going on in the ring. Sargent Jai blinked in surprised at being caught. He fixed his face with a calm look and nod of fake ass respect at Logan. Sargent Jai glanced at Darla before he turned his back on Logan and looked at the fight.

Logan simply smiled at the green two faced bastard. Sargent Jai had always hated Logan. He hadn’t shown it all the days he had trained Logan along with the others but Logan known it. He just hadn’t known that the green bastard had wanted to kill him as well. He also didn’t miss that look Jai gave Darla.

Hmm. Look like this was going to be the first shift in the time line. Things were going to be different from now on going foreword. He would have to adjust his plan on the go. He would use every bit of knowledge he could get to win. It was as he was thinking these thoughts that his system menu alerted him internally to special message before him.

System UPDATE!

LEVEL UPGRADE! SKILL UPGRADE!

Experiment: Logan Jones (Final Push) Ch1

Twenty-eight hours later. The once beautiful kingdom of the demon was set on fire and the town in ruin. Half the town was burning and the people still alive were on the run. Vince was as always leading from the back as Logan and Darla lead the others inside the palace. The palace was quiet. No one was inside but a light emitted from the double doors of the throne room in front of them.

Logan lifted his magical revolver and blasted the double doors to the thrown room of the demon lord apart. Inside a single figure was inside dressed in a beautiful white dress with silver glowing staff in her hand. She was beautiful lady with the wings of a eagle behind her back. Logan could only snort again at the comedy. He had not been told much about the demon lord. However, his masters had been crafted stories for his imagination to expect something different.

She was silent as she waved them forward. “I am Winter Glen. Come. Let us end it. I am the one you are looking for.” She said in a voice echoing around the room.

Logan advanced with Darla close at his side. He lifted his revolver to blast their enemy. Suddenly the demon lord shot fire and ice hit Darla in the chest full on. Logan was shoved to the side as Vince raced at the demon with his shinning sword and roaring. The others followed him.

Logan went over to Darla. He ripped away her armor exposing her chest. He placed his hand on her chest and called to the goddess to his aid to heal her. His hand glowed and energy passed between them as he felt coming back from the wall of the departed.

Darla opened her eyes as the hole in her chest was closed up. She glared at him and shoved his hand away from her chest. She tried to get up but fell back down.

Logan took her in his arms pulling her close as she tried to resist him. She froze when he kissed her. He started channeling his own life energy into her body. Her body glowed and she was healed. She gentle pushed him away and stared at his pale face.

“I hate you. You should have chosen me in the beginning.” Darla said.

Logan nodded. “Yeah. I should have. For what it’s worth. I regretted it every day. Let’s finish this shit.” He said getting to his feet on shaky feet. He started toward the demon lord as she fought off Vince and the others easily with her stance and magic. He started firing on her. Suddenly, he came to stop as he felt something punch through his back and out of his stomach. He looked down at Darla’s fist and smiled.

Darla threw his body at the Demon lord surprising her for a moment. It was enough. Vince finished off the demon lord taking off her head and kicking her body to the ground. Logan lay on top of the demon lord’s body as her blood flowed around him.

Vince and the others walked away Darla didn’t even spare him a second glance. Logan laughed. This stopped them. Vince looked back in mild surprise.

“Your still alive.” He said.

Logan chuckled. “I knew it was going to end this way Mr. Hero. Just know one thing. You and your piece of shit party never would have made it here if it wasn’t for me.” He said laughing.

Darla shook her head at him and walked away. The others followed her out but Vince stayed. “Your right. King Harold told me as much. It was the reason you were trained in healing arts coasted along in training by Sargent Zed. You were a tool from the beginning.” Vince said with a shrug. “It was either that or the others were going to die. We needed a healer and sacrifice. You were pretty useless to us and you would have been killed or enslaved either way.” He said.

Logan nodded. “I guessed as much when you put the fucking collar around my neck. Never did buy the disobeying orders bullshit. That pretty much is the end for me.” Logan said calmly.

“How are you able too still talk and are alive?” Vince asked.

Logan shook his head. “Fuck off. You won I lost. I don’t you owe anything. Get the fuck on Vince and let me die in peace.” He said.

Vince turned on his heels and walked away. Logan chuckled to himself. He felt his soul being called to the after life and wall between life and death was close. Everything stopped.

Logan felt it and then he heard a system alert go off before his system menu appeared before his eyes. Extra life granted. Level upgraded 110 Gold bard level.

Second stage of Demon lord rebirth confirmed.

Logan’s body was pushed aside. The demon Lord came to her feet in shining clothes and taking up her staff. She ignored Logan step over him walking quickly toward the direction of the heroes. Logan was used to being treated like this sense he had been kidnapped to this world.

He was bard class. Short and no powerful abilities but healing and magical fire arms. His system menu popped up again as he heard fighting and death outside the palace. The option to start over or pass on was before him in a menu.

He pushed Bard ree-birth button. He was instantly bathed in a white warm light that expanded around him.

Experiment: Logan Jones

Prologue: No more games.

Logan stared at the palace of the demon Lord Damon. The palace was a gleaming white palace set in the center of peaceful valley. It was capital Demon kind. He observed several farms and two taverns with a cultural mix of humans and Daemon fairy kind. He looked down on the main tribal capital in awe.

This haven’t been anything of what he expected or been told to expect sense he was summoned to this world. He smiled as the last lie the king had told them was exposed before his eyes.

Team 7 of heroes had been summoned from different worlds collectively by Harold the great and his school of wizards. They each collectively had skills and gifts. They were one of seven teams selected to go into the demon realm country. Their team was to hunt down and end the terror reign of Demon Lord Damon. The other teams were formed to bring about the structural government of the demon kind.

Logan knew they were little more then innocent people kidnapped from different worlds to be terrorists. He hadn’t realized the truth in the beginning of their journey a year ago but. Once he had killed and burned down villages he knew what he had been sent to this world to do. He had lost his soul before he had discovered he had had one.

“Logan. I want you up front with Darla.” Vince said. Vince was their leader the Sage and knight their group.

Logan felt his lease tighten around his neck as Darla the tall giant female glared at him. “Our champion gave you an order.” She said.

Logan snorted and looked at Vince. “This is the last line of our journey together mighty hero Vince. You planning on running away so we do the dirty work for you?” He asked coldly.

The four female members and one brunt older man member of their group were all silent. Vince’s silver blond hair glowed in the afternoon light a grim look of determination was on his face. He was dressed in shining enchanted armor. The Iron armor of the female members of their group were made of the same magic protection. Vince had only one weapon a silver sword that was at his side. Logan was the only member of the group without armor and the magical slave collar around his neck. He was dressed in common traveling clothes of a leather jacket and gun belt around his hips. A magical revolver rested at his side. “I need you to stick close to Darla because you seem to heal her faster then the others. That’s your job cowboy. Your here to be a healer. Once Demon Lord Damon is killed we’ll go back to the human capital and be-” He said.

Logan laughed. “We’re not going back to our home worlds. This isn’t a fairytale. We’re here to assassinate the asshole that rules these people. Are you going to lead us in or have you finally lost the nerve. Your the mighty hero chosen to murder the Demon Lord. You been falling back a few times during our last fights while we been losing men.” He said.

Vince glared at him. “What do you want from me?” He said.

Logan waved a hand at the collar around his own neck. “Take this damn collar off my neck and I’ll make sure you get all the honor and praise you want. I’m tired of being your dog. If I’m going to die. I’m going to die a free man.” He said.

Vince snapped his fingers and the collar around Logan’s neck was dropped away. Logon took in a breath and sighed. He nodded his thanks. “Let’s end this shit.” He said started running into the valley.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 26

Beau was smiling as he directed Homeworld agents to put up posters of Jessica in uniform and erotic poses in lock up. Martin and Ethan were in the room. Ryu sat on his bonk keeping a watchful eye on Ethan who had Beau’s special made pistol in his gun belt.

“Why are you here Ryu?” Beau asked him.

Ryu was focused on Ethan. “I got bored with the military so I talked my way out. I was recruited by Ethan a year ago.”

“Hmm. You sure about that?” Beau asked. “Can you even remember what led to this boredom?” Beau asked.

There was an explosion outside. Martin checked his phone. “Shit. Beau it’s happening. They’ve taken her.”

“Taken her?! Who the fuck is her?” Ryu demanded.

Beau nodded to Martin. “You better take Ethan with you. I’ll be fine.”

Martin looked at Ethan. “Stay here. I’m going to get her back.” He said and quickly hurried out the room.

“Who the fuck has been taken tell me?” Ryu demanded raising to his feet.

Beau held up a finger shaking it lightly. “You know who has been taken and why. Hmm. Do you really think they just let you go simple because you used your little trick on them to get out? They had their reason you know for letting you go.”

“Let me out of here.” Ryu said in his special voice.

Neither Ethan or Beau moved to comply. Ryu stared at them. “How are you able to do resist me?”

“The door is open. You can step out any time.” Beau said. “Of course you won’t be going nowhere but a grave afterward. You got to understand. They didn’t let you go. Your the distraction. Jessica is the one they were after the whole time.”

“I could say the same thing about you.” Ryu pushed. “They didn’t just let you go. I’m stronger then you and I’ll only get-“

“I don’t give a fuck.” Beau said. “You maybe a strong young bad ass but all the same Ethan beat you and he’s a lot younger then you. Everyone has a peak and Ethan doesn’t need a party trick to lead. Me. I’m just cripple old man in a wheelchair. Your the enemy of our kind.”

Ryu narrowed his eyes on Beau. “Your reaching. I only do what I need to do to survive. I didn’t make Jess do anything she didn’t first want to do. Let me out of this cage. They won’t be strong enough to get her back without my help.”

Beau smiled at him. “What makes you believe I’m the one holding you in here?”

“You’ve fooled all of them good old man but not me. Your too damn powerful for your own good but I’m still the stronger.”

“Touch my family and you die.” Ethan said softly. “Why did you come here?”

Ryu smiled. “You got me that first go but-“

A spinning shield of metal appeared in front of Ethan as Ryu punched blue and red flames at Ethan.

The shield took on the fire channeling it into a warm hole inside the shield. Ryu cut off his attack and looked Beau.

Beau snapped his fingers and the device fell away returning to spare pieces of parts on the floor. He looked at Ethan who stood unsurprised. Ethan’s gaze was still focused on Ryu.

“Isn’t my power working on you?” Ryu asked.

Beau shrugged. “It is working on me. Ethan is the exception. He has some edge over you. In any case. If you want to get out of the cage alive to help rescue Jessica. You know what you have to do and who you have to give it to.”

“I’m not giving you a blow job.” Ryu said calmly.

Beau grinned. “I’m not looking from one at least not from you.. I’m not in charge here.” He said and nodded to Ethan.

Ryu glanced at him. “What you want Ethan?”

Ethan shook his head. “Nothing. My father and I will get back my sister back. I’m kicking you out. You can go be someone else’s problem.”

“Why did you suggest me joining up then? You suggested it because I’m a fucking bad ass power house.”

Ethan shrugged. “Yeah but you keep fucking around swinging your dick around like you own this place and the people here. Your ego is unwarranted. The problem isn’t that you want my sister. The problem is you think you can fuck with her mind and emotions and think I won’t kill you for it. We ain’t friends and I don’t like you at all. I will and I can kill you if need be. Nothing you say or do will change it. No one fucks with my family or my people. I would die for every last one of them. You should just leave Homeworld and go be a fucking king over some people willing to put up with your shit. I ain’t the one. I have never found you charming or likeable just useful. I tolerate you. I don’t like you.”

Ryu stared at him. “Damn. Well damn. Fuck me running. Alright. Boss. Please allow me to join the rescue mission. Please.” He said.

Ethan waved him up. “Let’s go asshole.”

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 21

Beau woke up on a stiff cool steel surface and released instantly where he was and what was about to happened. He was tied down to the table.

Men and women in white masks and white medical operation outfits. They had told them were going to need to have a look at his body to get a idea for what happened to him and if they could replicate it and made body armor for their special soldiers.

“Mr. Lucas. I am Doctor Miranda McDonnell. I will be handling your procedure this morning to find out the damage the alien did to your body and then we can figure out how to best to help you-” She paused as I began to laugh at her.

“Let’s get to it sexy. It’s been a while sense I’ve danced with death.” Beau said.

There was a moment of silence that followed that lasted more then a few minutes. The four doctors stared at him in confusion.

“Mr. Lucas. We will be making a discovery mission only in this procedure. That will last no longer or less if possible then four hours. You were told about this procedure and agreed to it?” She said.

Beau grunted. “I’m not making fuss sexy about the situation I’m in. It is what it is? I would rather you not bullshit around with me about it. I’m the property of the United States Government. They have every right to do anything to my body. Will you put me to sleep during the process?” He asked with a hopeful note in his voice.

“You have been given a pain reliever. You won’t feel any pain.” She said.

Beau doubted that shit much. Pain relievers didn’t work on him anymore. Another bullshit side effect that he had as by product of his mutation. She must be a rookie? He thought. She was about to learn the facts of life right here and now.

“Is there any possibility I get some music to listen to?” I asked.

“Yes. I did bring some music to play. I hope you like classical.” She asked.

Beau hated classical music but he nodded his head. “Play sugar.” He said.

“Echo! Play Ludwig Van Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony.” Miranda said.

Beau stared up at the fluorescent lights as he listened to the music begin. His eyes teared up as he felt the blade cut into his chest.

Tears flowed down his cheeks as he stared up at the lights. He pictured his Rider and Angel in his eyes. The music continued on and on flowing from one song to the next. The pain. The pain was intense but it was as much as the day he had first died and been reborn as mutant blue face freak. He smiled in laughter.

Beau lay on the floor unresponsive as his guard kept pumping his chest to keep his heart going. He didn’t know why they bothered he didn’t much care that he was feeling his broken body finally shutting down until he heard the sound of classical music over the income and recognised it as Bach’s music.

He smiled and wondered maybe. Just maybe if he lived a little longer. Another year at the most and then he could hope to see Rider again. He remembered that E had finally been allowed to visit him and told him about her possible cure for Rider. She had it but she wasn’t there all the way perhaps he could think of something. Yes. He had to live a little longer to help Rider live.

That’s what he would do. Beau decided to live just a little longer. He had something to hold on to for now. Something he had to do. He had to work with E to get the device working to nullify the effects of his mutation. It was a way that could help him out.

Beau pushed his wheelchair into the Major Benjamin’s office. The Major stared at his shaky form and pale face and skinny body.

“You did a good job in helping with the new cure and collar program for your kind.” He said.

Beau said nothing he just stared at him and waited for him to be given all the platitudes. Major Benjamin smiled at him. Beau frowned at him. “Can I go back to my cell now?” He said.

Major Benjamin’s smile fell away. He straightened up as he stood over Beau. “Your military service is done Mr. Lucas. You have received an honorable discharge. When you leave this room you will be given the clothes you were given. Your penchant is still active and your time here you will be paid for and you will be shipped to the destination of the mutant district in Baltimore Maryland. Thank you for your service.” He said and saluted him.

Beau didn’t believe a word that was said but he returned the salute to Major Benjamin. The behind me opened up. I let my salute fall as I leaned back in my chair. Strong hands took hold of the handle of my chair behind me and the man started to turn me around.

“Alright. Mr. Lucas. I will be your ride out of this place. We will stop by your room and get your stuff and be on our way to Baltimore, Maryland.” He said in deceptively delightful sounding voice that gave off a positive energy and power in his tone.

That was it then it seemed. He was wheeled around and out of the room toward the room. He sighed. Five years. Five damn years of hell. He thought he was going to die in the place on the floor struggling to breath.

Beau was rolled into his room/office. A box was on his small bed. The guard behind Beau wheeled him over to the bed. Beau picked up his box putting it on his lap to see his stuff inside and short note inside.

Beau smiled as he was wheeled out of the room. He felt it then. He was broken, beaten but he still had friends and people that hadn’t forgotten about him.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 13

“Shit. Angel. Let me out me out of the dream baby girl. Let me out.” Beau yelled out. He got no response.

Beau ran over to the side of the building and jumped off the side only to land on the roof again. A chill went down his spine. Angel was forcing him to stay in the dream.

“Angel. Let go of my hand. Angel let go right now.” He said.

Nothing. The dream still held. Damn it he would have to see this one through to the end point.

Beau felt a sense of vertigo as he blinked and realized he stood on a platform with Rider and three other blue mutant New Yorkers as the President took the podium and addressed a small crowd of the Blues and a few normal humans. He was having another spell because of the pain in his legs and injured arm. Luckily that was over.

He smiled along with the others standing with him. He looked at the president.

“It’s been a long hard road for us as Americans and earthlings. But, today marks a new stage in our course correct to get back to the business of living.”

Beau half listened. It was all the show part.

They had made it. It had taken his friends and people six months of work but they had bartered a deal with the U. S. Government to get their people out by the reopening of New York City to the outside world.

His eyes looked out out over the small crowd of his friends and people he had grown to know as his family. One person was missing and one seat left empty between Jay and Freya Newton.

Angel.

Beau blinked back the tears and tried not to think of her. She should be here. She would have been here if he had made the choice to save her while he could have. Jay and Freya glared at him in animosity and hatred.

He had had no choice. It had been for greater good of them all. That he had chosen to take out Vlad and his son then….

Beau realized what he thought and looked back over his memory from a few days before….

What the fuck?

Beau kicked opened the door and fired his assault shotgun into the room killing Vlad, his children and wives. He had taken fired once executing Vlad dropped his weapon and raced up stairs to the roof with the gang and Vlad’s sons firing rounds into his back as he barely made it to the roof and dove off into the waiting arms of Rider who was floating in the air waiting to pick him.

The memory hit Beau like a shot gun shot to the face and left him shaking at the strong memory of it. He remembered the violence and smell of blood and rush of violence he felt. The crash afterward had left him wanted to vomit afterward.

No. No.

Beau shook his head he couldn’t have done that he wouldn’t have. That was going to far. He blinked tried to replay or remember the day better in the dream. It only got worse.

First it was Vlad and his family then it was Vlad, his family and Rider. Beau stopped looking back and realized it was no good.

When the fuck was this nightmare going to end?

Major Benjamin clapped Beau’s shoulder. Beau blinked up at the older man. “Sir. I’m sorry you were saying.” He asked.

Major Benjamin smiled. “I’m just glad to hear your joining up with my unit on the Supers West division. I’ll be making you team leader.” He said.

Beau nodded but frowned. “I thought Rider would be a natural-“

“No. Rider is a bit of wild card. We’ve already given him a temporary contract for hire to handle our dangerous situation.”

Beau blinked and started to speak but E caught his arm and jerked him away from the Major.

“Excuse me. Major. I’ll be right back.”

Major Benjamin grinned but nodded. “Take your time.”

Beau jerked his gaze to her E. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He said.

“You need to talk to Rider. He’s worrying me. He’s to fine with all these changes.” E said tightly.

“He hasn’t said anything to me yet. He’s going to be working for the government again freelance but he’ll get some work to do.”

“You need to reconsider the government’s offer. Rider and our people need you around. Have you heard of the ghettos they have lined up for us. Their in Baltimore’s high crime areas.” E said.

Beau grimaced but nodded. “I know. We’ll make it work. I’m not abandoning our people. I need to take this job to us a high position in the government to help them.” He said.

“Your acting delusional. Talk to Rider and keep an eye on him tonight. He has to be watched. Losing True Steel and Artemis really as been affecting him a lot lately. He needs you. Promise you’ll watch him.” E said.

“I promise. Nothing is going to happen to him. I’ll talk to him and reassure he’s still got us to back him up.” Beau said though kept wondering. When the in living hell would Angel let him out of the nightmare cycle of hell point possible futures he was in. None of this shit was real but Beau knew if he was seeing the possibilities of what the future could be then he was screwed.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 8 ACT 2

Two months later…

Beau waited until for half an hour in abandoned car until it was safe to move out in the night. He eased out of the SUV with his rifle case and made sure to keep his hoodie up just in case someone saw him. He checked his wrist watch to see that he was running late. He brought the watch close to his mouth. “Scan area for enemies.” He said.

The glowed for a second and then energy echoed out expanding around him. He looked down on as a digital screen expanded out and showed him a map of the area red and blue dotes moving around.

The there was a building marked in green as the place he had to head to. He quickly waved away digital image and started moving adjusting his rifle carrying case as he crept soundlessly through the empty streets that where abandoned and looted cars remained.

He made half way to the building he had been asided to go to before he watched alerted him to an enemy attack. He turned in to a crutch and shot the enemy. He got off one round as a shot hit his head sending him down to the ground at the same his round went into the chest of the woman.

He lay on the ground motionless and waited as he felt his wrist watch alerting by vibrations that he had several other enemies around.

“Maddy? You alright?” A male voice called out to the female on the ground.

“Shit. Yeah. Asshole caught me lucky his shitty bullet caught my body armor. I got him. The sisters are going to pay us big for his Tecnomancer’s head.” Maddy said.

“You sure it’s him?” The male asked her.

“It’s him. Stop being a pussy and take his head off. I’ll grab his weapons afterwards. He might be able to some of his powers if we can cut him and eat him. Get to it Tom. Time is no on our side. We got to get back to the sisters before day break.” Maddy said.

“Yeah. I think’s going to taste good.” The male voice the said coming close Beau.

When he was close enough. Beau sprang to his feet and shot the man in the head. He turned as the Maddy started running away really fast. Beau took aim and shot her in the back of the head.

Beau then put away his pistol and picked up his rifle case and started for the building quickly moving to make up for time. He got inside the business and found the stairway fast. He started running fast and taking leaps up flights of stairs at a time until he got to the door of the penthouse suit and roof.

He started his step. He began to put his rifle together piece. Until it was complete and ready to go. He lay down on his belly and took aim where his target was set to be. He didn’t have to wait long. His target Vlad the gangster ruler of the east side gang was up already as the day broke doing his exercises.

Beau looked through his sniper scope at his target as he performed a martial arts routine. He was on the mark. The man was naked form the waist down with grey sweat pants on. His feet was bare as he moved on the roof top of the penthouse he and his gang had taken over.

Young children played around him outside the training area he had in the center of the roof top. Beau took his hand off the trigger and put his rifle down. He couldn’t believe it had come down to this shit. He couldn’t do. He had done a lot of shit over the past two months that turned his stomach over just to protect the people that were trapped in the prison island that New York City had become sense the government had locked it down two and half months ago.

He was tired of this shit. There had to be a way around this shit. He needed to have a meeting with the team. They had to find a way to end the lockdown and get their people out.

“Are you starting to turn in to a pussy?” A female voice said behind him.

Beau turned and he couldn’t help smiling at the curvy female dressed in all black with full head mask around covering her face. Her thick black hair came out the back end of her mask in a ponytail.

She had a military utility belt around her wide hips and sword behind her back. He nodded to her. “What’s going on gorgeous? You had fun staring at my ass for last for minutes.” He said.

“Sure did.” Artemis said just as smoothly. “You were supposed to take Vlad out today. You getting soft.” She said.

Beau shook his head turning fully toward her. “I take him what happens to his gang? What happens to his children?” He said.

“Hmm. We’ve talked about that. The children would come to us and Doctor E would handle taking care of them.” She said.

Beau shook his head. “You missed the first half of my round of questions. Vlad maybe a gangster and a son of bitch but he’s stabilised a lot of the violence in this city so far. Killing him what happens to the bastards under him that he’s keeping in check.” He said.

Artemis shrugged. “His son could take over or his second in command. There are people to step up. We have to terminate him. We all agreed to this and it is apart of Doctor E’s plan to end the block aid.” She said.

Beau shook his head. “It doesn’t feel right. Vlad isn’t a monster. I’ve had to put down a lot of them a lot of them over the past couple of weeks worse or unstable. It doesn’t make sense to get rid of him and you and me both know that his elder son won’t take over. The grim sisters would just kill him and his family and take over this section of New York City and grow their power.” He said.

Artemis shook her head at him. “He isn’t all that much of a good man as you think he is. He had two of his best come hunting for you.” She said.

“I’m not doing this anymore. We’re only spiralling into a cycle of taken out one enemy just to make room for another and there something else.” Beau said.

Artemis stared at him. “We have a tradior in our camp.” She said.

Beau nodded. “I can hide anything from a mind reader.” He said.

Artemis nodded. “Okay. We need to get in contact with the outside world now and figure out a plan to make them deal with us so they can get the others out.” She said.

I snapped my fingers and pointed at her. “Bingo.” He said.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 4

Beau’s world fell away into complete darkness and then he felt something with a strong hand on him pulling him somewhere from the darkness. He couldn’t understand what the hell was happening and then realized something important. He wasn’t dead. He was having an extremely violent nightmare.

“Open your eyes, Mr. Lucas!” A girl’s voice said.

Beau opened his eyes as he stared at beautiful young girl with tan blue skin deep black hair that flowed down her shoulders like silk. She was Asian American. He had been watching. Her glasses were off but here eyes closed tightly now. She was crying.

“I’m sorry. I won’t take off my glasses again I promise. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” The girl said with pleading in her voice and a hint of child like fear.

Beau realized she had made him have the strange dream. He also realized it hadn’t been her intentions. She didn’t have control over her powers.

Beau frowned at her shaking his head and picked up her glasses putting them back on her face. “I just had a bad dream Angel. You didn’t do anything wrong.” He said.

Angel shook her head. “I took my glasses off. Doctor E warned me not to do. I won’t do it again. Was it a death dream?” She said.

Beau flinched back and stared at her. “Yes. Honey it was just a dream. We’re all going through major life changes right but we’ll pull through. It’ll be alright.” He said lying to her knowing nothing was going to be the same after today.” He said.

Angel sighed. “You have to remember your dream. Doctor E said there patterns. She says you can break a pattern. But, it depends on the timing.. Promise me you’ll remember to break the pattern. Please.” She said.

Beau had no idea what she was saying. But, he knew had to calm her down. “I promise. Now lay back and rest your head some.” He said.

“Can you tell me about your family. Your family back home? What’s Texas like? I always wanted to go there. My grandpa is from Texas.” She said smiling at the thought.

Beau laughed and then was surprised at the sound. “Texas. It’s a big place with a mixed bag of friendly cultures all mingling together. There is no place on earth like it. Trust I been around a bit and seen somethings. My family isn’t that big to most. I got three younger brothers and two little sisters. My mom and Dad are the best. They raised us to be good people. Fun loving people. I was planning on seeing in a few days. That plan kind ah went to shit. I mean hell.” He said.

Angel giggled. “I don’t mind if you curse. My Daddy likes to it do it a lot when he watches Football.” She said.

Beau laughed. “Angel. How old are you?” He said.

“I’m fifteen. I know I look pretty mature for my age.” Angel said.

Beau snorted in laughter. “Aw. Yeah. Your pretty mature and funny. Where are you from Angel? Here or some place else?” He said.

Angel smiled. “I’m from Orlando, Florida. The sunny state of the world.” She said and then frowned. “Will I ever get to see my house again?” She said.

Beau couldn’t lie. “I don’t know but you got your family here with you and home. Well home is where ever your family is sweaty.” He said.

“Are you a soldier?” Angel asked suddenly.

“Well yeah. Special forces. I’d your Dad a soldier too?” He said.

Angel shook her head. “My Grandpa was in the marines. He retired recently. We came here to see him and vacation. He…he died.”

“I’m sorry.” Beau said.

Angel’s lips trembled. “I saw it happen. It was a heart attack. I-I didn’t know what to do. I thought-“

“It wasn’t your fault.” Beau said. “No matter what happened. I know your grandfather wouldn’t want you worrying about whether it was your fault or not. You got to remember that.”

Angel started crying silently. But she nodded. “Thank you, Beau.”

Rider arrived at the hospital early in the morning but he wasn’t alone and he had on a military vest and pants. He had a rifle case with him.

Beau had been dozing half through the night as he watched a young girl and make sure she didn’t remove the sunglasses on her face.

Rider met with Doctor E explained somethings to her in a low tone. She waved Beau forward. Beau got to his feet feeling the pain spike through him but fought through it.

He walked toward them. Rider’s gaze locked with his. “You good with a rifle. I need back up.”

“You find my girl?” Beau asked.

“I don’t know yet. If you can’t handle your emotions then you can stay. I can’t afford to mess up the mission. Can you keep your shit together for a few hours? I got two men who are willing to go with us we just need to take out two big sum-a-bitches that killed their daughters.”

Beau stared at him. “I’m not murdering two random assholes. How the hell do you know-” He said but the direct stare at Rider gave him made him pause.

“I saw it happen.” Rider said. “The assholes snapped their necks before I could do anything and then I had to get them out before assholes mowed us down with bullets. I spent the last few hours tracking them down after I helped the fathers bury their kids. I can’t take them out on my own. I need a shooter.”

“Damn.” Beau said turning to look at Angel who was asleep in her bed and then looked back at Rider. “I feel bad for the fathers but-” He said.

“There’s a strong likelihood your girl is held up with the other woman by the big gang in the city. If you want to get her back. We need men willing to go with us and take them out and get the women and children free.” Rider said all business.

Beau started and stared at him. “Wait a minute. You said they were only holding women.” He said.

Rider shook his head. “I was wrong. The gang isn’t particular about their ages. Are you with me or not. I need an answer right now.” He said.

Beau held out his hand. “Give me the case.” He said.

Rider nodded and handed Beau the case. “It’s good for two rounds. That’s it.. Let’s head out.” He said and turned walking away.

Beau followed him.

“Beau!” Angel called after him.

Beau turned back and looked at her. She looked pale and stared at him.

“Remember the dream. You can break the pattern. You promised.” Angel said in a whispering voice.

Beau felt a chill go down his spine and looked down at the rifle case in his hand. It was the same case like in the dream. He looked up Angel. She was staring at him. Her lips shaking.

“I’ll remember.” Beau said.

“Beau. Stop fucking around. We have to go.” Rider said in annoyed voice.

Beau started and turned to go following after Rider quickly.

Forty minutes later, Rider and Beau were walking down a block of stores. Beau caught his image in one of the windows. He stared a few seconds.

“Stop fucking around. We have to move. It’s getting late. We have to get to the store before long.”

Beau started looking around he caught one of the blue ape men watching them. He started out toward them. It was a signal to the others to begin the attack.

“We got trouble.” Beau said dropping the case.

Rider turned and started up his power. His power flickered and went out. Beau felt his face shield flick over his face. He reached out his hands and pulled two glocks into his hands. Beau took aim at an ape man charging at him and put a bullet in his head.

The others screamed and ran off. Rider blinked looking at him in surprise. “That’s a neat trick.” He said.

Beau nodded. He knew it wasn’t over though. Someone else was out there watching them. He didn’t know what it was but he was going to be ready for it tonight. He turned to Rider. “We won’t make it to the target store it’s to late. We better find a place to hide out for the night.” He said giving Rider a signal they were being watched.

Rider nodded catching the signal Beau gave him. “Yeah. Good idea. I’m kind of tired.” He said.

Beau picked up the rifle carrying case and took a hold of Rider around his back.

“Who the fuck is watching us?” Rider whispered to him.

Beau shook his head. “Don’t know. They’ll be tracking us though. We’ll have to be ready tonight. You need to get some food and as much rest as you can.” He said. “They’ll be coming for us tonight.” He said.

“How?” Rider whispered.

Beau shook his head. “I’ll tell you later.” He said.

November’s kiss stories: The Job End?!

I stared into the mirror of the gas station bathroom at the image of the ignma on my left forearm. I held the burner blade up heated and charged up as I prepared to finally burn the damn thing off finally. It cost me a lot trouble and loss of friends and family. I had no one now because of it. I was a roin.

They called my kind ignma. A destination for a type of human that isn’t born with elemental powers like most everyone else in this world. I was born different. I saw things differently but mostly importantly. I grew up knowing I would have to make my own in the world. I wasn’t born to be ordinary. I was special. I didn’t have magic powers to fall back on.

I heard a knock at the door. “Hey. I got to take a shit. Hurry up in there.” A male voice called to me.

I sighed and shipped the blade in the protective sleeve and quickly put on my black shirt and jacket. I opened the door and evaded the man as I walked past him.

I looked at the cashier at the front. He gave me a look and nodded out side. “You got five minutes kid.” He said.

I nodded to him and walked toward the door. I walked over to a bike parked at filling station.

I saw Victor Adam in his ride chating with a model while his bodyguard a big solo agent with bands of fire element that wrapped around his arms as a show of his power and status as a highly powerful elemental. He looked up at me once.

“You looking to make trouble youngster. Think again.” He said sensing trouble from me but not sensing the real danger.

I leaned against the motorcycle like it was mean. “How did you become Solo?” I asked him.

The man stared at me. “You a runner.” He said.

I nodded. “Been a runner part time sense I was twelve. I’m sixteen now. I’ll be seventeen soon. My Pop sent me on the rite early. Is there anyway I can skip past becoming a Solo to be a fixer.” I asked.

“Your powerless.” He said and grinned shaking head at me. “You been working sense your twelve and haven’t advanced yet. You’ll never make it. Head to the out lands.” He said.

“So I have to become a Solo first. Alright. If that’s what I have to do. I’ll do it. I just don’t understand why the order of things can’t be changed.” I said.

The Solo frowned at me. “Your father never explained to you the ranking up of trust and talent?” He asked.

I frowned at him. “The ranking of Trust and talent? What is that? Is that the core to the underground system?” I asked.

“Yes. It’s about trust and talent. Runners are trusted with small jobs because they have little talent and haven’t built up their ranking of trust. Solo’s have built higher skill levels and power to do bigger jobs and get bigger pay. Fixers were trusted with connecting clients to underground agents or figuring out how to plan out a job to get it done in the first place. Though fixers aren’t needed now a days when we have the black market forum to get jobs. No need for a middle man and you don’t have any power so your stuck. I would advise you to the out lands be field hand or slave. Powerless have no room for advancing anywhere in society. Sorry.” He said.

“Thank you the information. You can keep your opinion about me to yourself or shove up your ass for all I care though.” I said.

The Solo blinked at me. “Oh really?!” He said in a dominant tone meant to make me back down but I nodded staring at him in the eyes.

“Yeah. I’m smarter, better and will be more richer then you’ll ever be. Before your hair turns grey Mr. Solo. You’ll be answering to me with the respect due a free king. You can believe that shit.” I said.

He laughed in my face but he froze and pointed a glowing hand of fire at me as I reached inside my jacket. “Don’t try me powerless.” He said.

I looked at him. “Was the information free?” I asked.

“You want to pay me for information I gave you?!” He said in confusion.

I nodded. “Yeah. The last thing I want is for you to think I owe you something when I take over the underground. What’s your account transfer number?” I said.

A slow wofish smile curved around his lips and he shook his head. “I forgot my manners. My account number is 3988b20 ebs. 20 ebs will do fine. Youngster.” He said.

I took out my detapad and looked down and started the transfer as Victor got out of his vehicle.

“What the fuck is the hold up?” Stop talking to this trash, pump my gas and so I get the fuck on to my place. I got Mindy for a few hours until I have to return her to the agency.” Victor said.

“The Transfer is done. Check your account.” I said looking and ignored Victor.

“Hey shit head.” Victor said.

The Solo nodded his head. “You good young blood. Better luck next time young blood. I know why came here. You’ll have to find another job.” He said.

I nodded. “Thanks for the information elder. Oh you better get your money from Mr. Adams quickly because his crediters are coming for his ass in twelve hours from now to take all his shit.” I said and walked away.

Victor laughed nervously but the Solo stared at me. “Oh. I see what this is. Your a runner looking to steal my ride. You little shit. Your dirty lies aren’t going to work on grown adults.” He said. His eyes glowed with elemental green energy of the earth dragon.

I shook my head. “Not really. I checked you out credit history and networth online Mr. Adams. Your a broke ass son of bitch that is in deep debt to loan sharks and running around town banging old models on cheap credit. I wanted to talk to your Solo bodyguard because he had information I needed. This was the only way I could get the attention of a vetern Solo to talk to me long enough to get information. Oh. Respectfully you should take down that job offer. It’s against black market forum rules to put up false job ads. You don’t have any ebs to pay anybody anything. You pay everything down with cheap low grade credit with no show of collateral but your failing family group business and the old classic piece of shit cruiser you own. Your better off selling your ride then trying to get somebody to destory it for the insurance money. Later asshole!” I said showing him my tongue and flipping him off with both fingers as I backed away.

“Mr. Adams. You owe us twenty-five hundred ebs.” A man said.

“Mr. Adams. We need you to sign over your cruiser to my company to pay your debt.” A man said.

Suddenly, men started converge on them. The model was taken out of the car. Victor looked at me. “You set me up!” He said.

I grinned at him. “They paid me more then we’re offering.” I said.

Victor attempted to attack me but the Solo grabbed him and jerked him back. “You’ve been light on my last two checks. I want my money now or I’ll destoy your ride and take the insurance money as payment. Give me my money you little shit.” He said.

The cashier stood outside smoking and nodded to me. “The money is in your account. Did you burn the mark?” He said.

I sighed.

He stared at me. “A deal is a deal. You gave your word. We pay and do what was agreed upon or you and word are worthless and we’ll make sure of that you’ll get work from anyone in this city.” He said.

I smiled and took off my jacket throwing it to the ground and then took off the knife and hit the button on the center. the electrified blade heated up instantly. I placed the blade on my skin where the mark was and pressed into my skin. I smelled burning skin for a few second until I finally dropped it.

The cashier threw my bottle of some type of liquid and I put it on my skin. The wound. A ugly scar was in place. I placed the bottle down and got out my detapad.

“You did the right thing kid. Your already a target being without any elemental powers no use in having a silly mark to make matters worse. You’ll receive a link to your job digital check in station. The company will do right by you if you be a good boy and do what your told. Oh you pay grade will have to go down to 50k. Sorry but your not worth the 80k ebs because of your ignma status.” He said.

I searched the forum until I found what I was looking for. “Your James Martin. Vice president of Credit industries? Aren’t you?” I said looking up at him.

He stared at me. “How the fuck did you know my name?” He asked me coldly.

I looked up at him smiling. “Do you know a Miss Hellen Baker?” I said.

James didn’t return my smile. I nodded. “Yeah. Miss Baker and her tribe came into some money the last time you two were together. She never forgot you or that night you showed your ass and went to far with her. Her family has got a big fat bounty on your head old man. It’s far bigger then 80k. I didn’t just contact you and your corporation for Mr. Adams. I was hoping that your old man would seen you in to to over see matters seeing how much he hated Mr. Adams. It’s funny how things work out isn’t it.” I said putting away my detapad.

James suddenly threw his cigarette into my face surprising me and drew a pistol from under his vest jacket. I lifted up my hand as he shot it. I felt the jolt from the shock waves at it hit my cyberpunk arm taking on two shots before I knocked him back drew my blaster and fired on his ass taking him down with two shots to the chest and sending him flying through the glass of the door. James lay on the floor of the convivence store bleeding and motionless. My ears were ringing. Someone took my pistol from my hand and put me down to the ground.

“Check my detapad. I’m a runner. He had a bounty on his head. I took the job.” I said. I couldn’t hear shit but someone grabbed my detapad and from me and then a second later I was let up to sit on the ground. The Solo smiled at me shaking his head. He showed me my profile on the black market forum. I looked at it and looked at my ranking.

Well that was a start. Not where I was going to finish but it was a start to something.

8 tips for becoming a professional web novelist

These are some tips and tricks I research that seemed to have done well for most writers.

Many web novelists write in a serialized format, with chapters ranging from 1,500 to 5,000 words, posting frequently to keep the audience engaged. Successful web novels tend to focus more on consistency and pacing rather than hitting a specific total word count.

Web novelists can make money through several different avenues, depending on their platform, audience size, and monetization strategy. Here are some of the most common ways:

  1. Ad Revenue:

Websites/Platforms with Ads: Platforms like Wattpad or Royal Road often show ads to readers. Web novelists earn a share of the ad revenue generated by the traffic their stories bring in.

Personal Websites/Blogs: Authors who host their web novels on personal sites can generate income by placing ads, such as Google AdSense, on their site.

  1. Paid Chapters and Subscriptions:

Platforms with Paid Content: Some platforms, like Webnovel, Tapas, and Radish, allow writers to lock chapters behind a paywall, where readers have to pay either per chapter or for early access.

Patreon: Many web novelists use Patreon to offer exclusive content, early chapters, or special rewards to readers who subscribe. Patrons pay monthly in exchange for these benefits.

  1. Crowdfunding and Donations:

Donations/Tips: Platforms like Ko-fi or Buy Me a Coffee allow readers to give direct donations or tips to support their favorite writers.

Crowdfunding: Some writers use platforms like Kickstarter or Indiegogo to raise funds for specific projects, such as turning a web novel into a physical book.

  1. Sponsorships and Affiliate Marketing:

Sponsored Content: Writers with a large following might receive sponsorship deals from companies that want to promote products related to their novel or writing style.

Affiliate Marketing: Authors can include affiliate links (e.g., to books or products on Amazon) on their site or in their work, earning a commission for sales generated from those links.

  1. Publishing Deals:

Traditional Publishing: Successful web novels can attract the attention of traditional publishers, who may offer a book deal, allowing the author to earn royalties from book sales.

Self-Publishing: Some web novelists compile their work into e-books or print books and sell them on platforms like Amazon Kindle Direct Publishing (KDP) or IngramSpark.

Audiobook Rights: Authors can also turn their web novels into audiobooks and sell them through platforms like Audible.

  1. Merchandising:

Merch: Once a web novel becomes popular, authors can sell merchandise like T-shirts, posters, or other branded items related to their novel or characters.

Artwork and NFTs: Some authors commission fan art or create digital content (e.g., NFTs) that they can sell to fans.

  1. Film, TV, or Webtoon Adaptations:

Adaptation Rights: If a web novel gains a large following, there’s potential for adaptation into other formats like TV shows, films, webtoons, or manga. Selling adaptation rights can be a lucrative option.

  1. Writing Competitions:

Some platforms hold writing contests where web novelists can earn prizes, money, or contracts for top-performing stories. Winning can also provide exposure and increase readership.

Web novelists often combine several of these strategies, especially those who write serialized stories. Many focus on building a dedicated reader base first before implementing monetization strategies, as long-term success often depends on maintaining a loyal audience.