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Experiment KW: Chapter? Cre meets his enemy 08

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I was escorted into the main room of the ship where the queen controlled the ship and her armada of ships. She sat on a tall long dark ebony throne as I entered the flying ship queen’s room. She was dressed in a simple in black dress. A black vail over half her face. Her eyes were dark and plain looking but direct in their stare at me.

She got up flowing to her feet. She was about average height for a female and had slim body but curvy shape.

I bowed to her. “Queen of Dar. I greet you. I am Crescent of the Krull.” I said.

She nodded. “I am Dara of the Dar. I greet you Prince of the Krull. I am sorry we could not have met on more friendly terms before the departure of your cousin.” She said.

I nodded stiffly. “Your Highness ordered his judgement.” I said.

“Yes. I did order the judgement.” She said in calm voice. No apologies or explanations. Just the truth. I respected that.

I nodded. “My Elders and people wish to stick to ourselves and remain neutral. We understand your position over us in power but a joining of our houses would only be the end of people. We will serve you but we wish to remain a people intact to our ways. Is this agreeable to you?” I said.

The Dar queen was quiet as she stared at me. “You are a small tribe but powerful. Few in number and the projections given to me by my advisors say you will die out in less then a century. The dar are a producing race. Joining with my people will increase your numbers and survival.” She said patiently.

I nodded. “True. However, our people do not mix well together. The Dar have their traditions and codes. The Krull have ours. We would not get on well. Eventually you would destroy my race. If the Krull destiny is short so be it. We wish to go out on our own terms.” I said.

The Queen Dar shook her head. “I’m afraid that is not possible.” She said coming closer. She stood near me looking up into my face. “The Krull must live on even if that means they have to be reeducated and converted to our ways. If one or two of your males volunteers to join with Dar females this would ease tensions and help your people. Will this be acceptable?” She said in a whisper soft voice close toward me.

“I will ask them. I will not force any Krull to abandoned who they are. If they agree I think will that be enough to cool the tensions between our people.” I said.

The Dar Queen reached up toward me brushing a hand over my cheek. I felt movement behind and I knew it was one of her guards but I didn’t react. I caught her scent. She smelled beautiful. She stared at me. “Would you like to volunteer?” She asked.

“I prefer to walk alone your Highness. I am of little importance and I am to old to be conformed to the Dar way of life. I am a mere servent of my people. I am no one special.” I said calmly.

She stepped back slowly and sat on her throne. “I want five males to marry five Dar females. I wish you to be one of them. I have the wife fit for you. If not then you must swear to marry no one for as long as you live.” She said.

“On the honor of my ancestors. I swear to not marry or claim a female. The barrior over this planet.” I said.

The Queen Dar stared at me. “Present your male cousins to Lord Max today. The Barrior will go down on their wedding. You may go see the Breaker girl after the weddings to tell her the wedding is off.” She said.

“Your Highness. I gave you my word. I will not see any female from on. The Krull will serve you until we are no more. Thank you for your kindness.” I said.

The Dar Queen nodded and crossed her legs. I focused on her eyes. She was staring at me. “This planet is called the Krull for a reason. Your people made your home here because the world is as you are wild but tranquil. Before the Dar discovered you here no one expected star travelors to be able to live in such a harsh forest planet. The Dar don’t wish or need to claim it. If you wish to make your home somewhere else that is your concern. I would advise it to be on Dar 3. It is not far from here. Lord Max had no evil intentions toward your cousin. He was doing what I instructed him to do.” She said.

I stared at her. “Understood.” I said.

“What do you understand?!” She asked.

“Lord Max was doing what your Majesty told him to do sense my cousin violated your law. My tribe agreed to your laws if and when one of us violated it. The Krull for as long as we exist we honor our word.” I said calmly.

The Queen studied me. “Your people are a valuable alliance to the Dar. You are masters of combat and magical star travel. A true genuine people. One of a kind that pass on your talents by fathers and sons. You are a noble and capable leader.” She said.

I said nothing. The Queen sat in silence. “I will trust you to keep your word. We are short on time however. The wedding will take place now.” She said.

There was a silent command she conveyed to someone in the room. A second later I saw someone appear out from side black door. She was a tall maid dressed in white with white vail over half of her lower face. I knew her.

“You remember my maid Mai of course. She will perform the ceremony between the house of The Krull house.” The Queen of the Dar said.

I nodded my head slowly. I had been with Crowley once when he had met with the Breaker Princess. The maid had stood with the Princess the whole time as her guard.

I looked slowly back at the Queen of the Dar. “You are Moon Dancer of the Breakers. It is a crime of the Dar to impersonate their queen.” I said. This didn’t make any sense.

The Queen shook her head. “Max performs deceptions well to get things done. I prefer blunt truth. Max is a very clever man. In regards to his nation and their future I knew the moment I met Crowley that this would be the outcome.” She said.

I stared at her. “There is no Dar Queen. Max is the real leader.” I said.

“Yes and no. Max holds the power and authority. I was conscripted into his nation to aid in his quest. The nation of Dar needs you Cre for the war that is upon us. A greater threat is coming to both the Dar and the federation of worlds. An old enemy of your kind has been reborn. A threat that only Krull Prince and his queen are able to defeat together.” She said.

I felt a chill went down my spine. “The king of shadows. I see.” I said and I did. I held out my hand to Moon Dancer. She took and the wedding began.

End.

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Experiment KW: Chapter? An Odd people 07

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Cre greeted Max with a cold curt nod and little show at being surprised to see him again or pleased at the idea. Max for his part was pleased to see Cre still in control of his emotions and people. The Krull were surrounded by Dar Empire soldiers and flying ships.

Yet, Cre was cool as he stood facing Max under the canopy. Max sat at a make shift desk and waved him to a seat on the other side of the desk.

Cre of course didn’t want to sit by he wasn’t much in a position to resist without things getting unpleasant for his people. So he sat straight back and on guard.

Max smiled at him. “Your a long way from the parcel of land we last met and . Where you planning on visiting the Breakers?! Whatever for I wonder.” He said with a grin.

Cre stared at him. “You have put a barrior over the planet meant to keep my people here. Where in my people’s contract with your people was that expressly said that warrented such an action?” He said.

Max laughed slapping a hand down on the desk. He pointed his manicured hand toward Cre. “It wasn’t forbidden in the contract either. This is the world your people chose to make their home. Why would their be a need for you to leave your own homeworld. The Dar Empire has made no plans to Rob you of your home. Again. The Dar Empire wants a marriage an lasting friendship between both people. Your people likes the arrangement until your leader made a miss step. What is the reason you returned the money and left your property.” He said.

Cre stared at him. “It is my people’s business not yours. We are different people. We wish no aggression or trouble with you or your empire or federation of worlds. You push your ways and your will on us. We are a simple people and odd and uppity people as you said once. We see no need to trouble you with any explanations of our desires to be left to ourselves. Let us move past this game. What do you really want?” Cre said.

Max chuckled. “You speak basic trade language well. You also know how to think in a reasonable manner. The short of it is the Queen of the Dar wishes to see you and discuss plans on compensation on your loss of respect and a tribesmen. However, I remember clearly telling you that the reason your cousin had to be judged was because he broke faith with me. He also refused to cancel his up and coming marriage. Do you intend on waking up that old matter. I thought it was settled. There was no need for you to run off.” Max said.

Cre stared at Max. “You wish there to be no marriage between my tribe and that of the Breakers?” He said.

Max nodded. “There will be no marriage between The Krulls and Breakers. Am I understood?” He said.

Cre stared at Max. “We have a deal.” He said calmly.

Max flinched back in his seat. He grimanced at the coolness of Cre’s reply. “On your word.” He said.

Cre nodded. “Of course and on your word as the Diplomate of Dar of course. We have a deal.” He said.

Max shook his head smiling. “What am I agreeing to. Give me the terms.” He said.

“You agree to have your head removed from your shoulders or that there will be never be a marriage between my people and yours for all time. Which is it to be. Will you give me your head or will you agree to there being no marriage between my people and yours the choice is.” Cre said.

Max sat back. “You wish me dead that badly? Come now lad. The Queen of Dar is willing to pay you greatly for your services. I represent the Empire of Dar and her queen to demand my head is to threaten the queen. You must calm your nerves and think reasonably.” He said.

Cre shook his head. “I wish you to leave my people alone. You have demonstrated I should not trust you or your people not to endanger my people or our way of life. But, you stand in need of my people in service to yours. You also threaten my people. I demand a price for that service. What is it to be? What do you expect my people to work for free?! That is not the Dar Empire way of doing business or politics. Nothing is for free. I have named my price.” He said coolly.

Max clapped his hands. “Now we come to a reasonable stance. My counter offer. You will meet the Queen of Dar. You will agree to not marry the Breaker Princess. If you can convince the queen of your request to remove my head you will get your way. If not my head then wealth will be a second best option.” He said.

Cre sighed and leaned back in his seat. “Counter offer. Remove the barrior over this planet and there will be no marriage to between my people and the house of the Breakers and you can retain my people’s hunting services. Nothing more.” He said.

Max chuckled. “The barrior will remain in place until you meet the queen of the Dar. There is no need for you to leave your own homeworld no one is forcing you away. In fact a marriage between your people and the Dar royalty would resolve this imaginary conflict you believe is between our peoples.” He said.

“You taught me once that each side must sacrifice something for a bargin to be reached. There will be no marriage between my tribe and yours. Do you agree to this one point? To gain everything else. It is a small price to pay. Do not tell me that I can’t even get you to abide by your own philosophy.” Cre said.

Max sighed. “No. Listen. Money. Wealth. Honor. I can offer you-” He said but stopped when Cre shook his head and waved his hand.

“Nothing.” Cre said. “If you can not give on one thing then nothing you say means anything. We have no need of your gold. Your lands. Your meaningless words of high praise. You are a empty talking killer. What? Have I offended you?! Are you angry to be told to your face what you are?” Cre said.

Max stared at Cre in utter blank indifference to his insults. He shrugged his shoulders. “No not really. I’ve heard much worse lad and your still being respectful about it. You took to your lessons well on Dar philosophy and trade talk. Your right. All the same I am in the position of power. I say you can’t marry the Breaker Princess. You must marry into the Dar royal family. It would strengthen your survival.” He said.

Cre nodded. “The deal is simple. No marriage between my people and yours forever. This is not about emotion or revenege. This is about respect and abiding by your own philosophy. You could have come to my elders and told them Crowley’s crime. You could have allowed us to handle it. No. You decided to handle the matter with disrespect. Then you demand I respect you and your position?! You have no respect for nothing and no one. I have no regard for you and your worthless people. I value my people. You do not.” He said.

Max stared at him. “Meet the queen of Dar. Talk with her. If she agrees to bring down the barrior on the planet that will be your only shot out but the day you attempt to marry the Breaker princess…it will put your people in a difficult position. She’s waiting in the ship I came in behind you. This is not a threat. It’s politics. The Dar Empire value the skills your people have. You are a one of a kind people in the universe. The Breakers position would rise higher in challenge to the Dar. Crowley knew this and brought on this situation. Furthermore the Breakers breed primarily females. Your race would not thrive and your few as is.” He said.

Cre shook his head. “You are to strange to deal with. I will meet your queen maybe she is more toleratable. I want the barrior removed. Any deals my people have with yours will be minimum at best. You can not be trusted.” He said.

Max shrugged. “My motivations regarding you aline with your survival. That is the mandate my queen gave me. You’re still my best student to be educated on Dar philosophy and trade talk. First lesson I taught you was that it doesn’t matter to me what I feel or want. I have a job to do so I do it for the honor of my queen.” He said.

Experiment: KW chapter? Cre seeks out the lava Tooth 04

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I paused a moment as we faced the cave entrance. Drake’s Mouth was the right name for the entrance into the magical door way. I felt the heat from the mystic fires with in Drake’s mouth from our position on my face. I could see a little ruby like energy flame inside the cave flicking in the darkness. I wondered what type of weapon I would find inside the moutain or how I would call it forth out of the fires inside the mouth.

Zoom! Boom!

My head went up as my thoughts were jerked back to the Empire as I noticed their flying ships flying above the surface of the ground. They couldn’t see us though they searched desperately thanks to the spell Rolle had cast over our cloaks.

I knew the spell wouldn’t last though. My senses were still actively aware of time and the urgency I felt. I needed to get the tribe away from this planet and as far away and hidden from the politics of the galaxy. Rolle tapped me on the head with his grey staff.

I didn’t yell but I was brought back to the present. I looked at him to see his annoyed grimance on his face as he stared at me. “My apologies Rolle. My thoughts are on finishing the task so we can be on the road again.” I said.

Rolle sighed and leaned against his staff. “You are worried about the Empress’ hunter being on our heels. I told you we will not be found so easily.” He said.

“You are not worried though. I assume. You never seem to worry much about anything Rolle.” I said with a small smile.

Rolle grinned chucking quietly. He shook his head. “You are wondering why they are chasing after us still when we have given back to them all they have given us.” He said.

I shrugged. “It’s simple enough. We were useful slaves to them until they tried to handle us to roughly. Now their sore about it and want to recapture their slaves again.” I said.

Rolle shook his head. “They need us, Cre. Indeed you reminded them that we are much more then useful slaves as you put it. Yes. I believe the Empress will be vastly interested in claiming your favor on her side and most importantly for her future plans.” He said and turned and started walking up to the entrance of Drake’s mouth.

I followed him. “Me? I did nothing to warrent her attention or being special. If I did anything at all it was but try to keep everyone in check until that empirial devil from the Empress left us.” I said.

“One ponders these recent events though.” Rolle said in a thoughtful tone.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

Rolle shrugged. “It is a mystery why that assassin took out Crowley as he did. In broad daylight and then he walked away as he did. He was a teacher of yours once, I believe.” He said.

I shook my head at that thought. “He is an Empiralist that his country sent to teach our youth their universal language, customs and philosophy. He used his position to look down on us and hold us to our word while he robbed us of our Prince. He was luckily that we are not the savages as he might have thought.” I said with raising pang of anger at the humiliation I had to endure for my people.

Rolle nodded his head. “Still though. It seemed like he was fishing for something else when he judged Crowley. I think he might have gotten what he got. Sadly. We should have hidden our secrets better. What do you plan to do when you meet the Empress?” He said and surprising me by his train of thoughts.

I shook my head. I had no notion how his mind arrived that idea. “Me? I have no intention on meeting her. I doubt The Empress even knows me or cares who I am Old One. No. I know she doesn’t know me. I plan to keep it that way once we leave this planet. Nothing but trouble has happened to us every sense we came here and first threw our hat into alliance with the Empire and Federation.” I said.

Rolle had a rye smile on his face. His gaze was staring straight ahead but his gaze was distant. He was quietly looking within himself pondering. He nodded his head though finally after a few minutes of silence. “You wish for us too become a hidden nation again. It would be a return to proper form of the old ways during the time I was a boy.” He said.

I frowned at his speech and address toward me like I was in charge of the Krull. “It was not a plan. But an idea I got from you. It is best we disappeared from the eyes of the federation and Empress’ spies. Our dealings with them have stabbed us in the front and lost us our Prince who died childless. I will leave it up to you and the elders to decide though.” I said.

Rolle shook his head stopping. “No. We will do as you say. We will disappear from the eyes of the universe but not before you claim the Lava Tooth inside the cave and the Princess of the Breakers. Go. We will wait for your return.” He said.

How I Write a Parody?

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The Process of writing the James Potter series was a fun ride for my first parody. The writing wasn’t easy. This is my first parody series. A lot of lessons learned and work went just into the process of making as in the writing. Warning slight spoilers ahead.

  1. Outline and note taking. I had to sit down and write down a plan. Charecter sheet. World building rules. Chapter word count. Moral focus. Themes. Several pages and lines of notes. I did this to save time but also to have a clear beginning middle and end for the first vol.
  2. Research. I had read the entire series of Harry Potter books 1-7 and saw some the movies. So I had some knowledge of the world and feel of it. I still needed to refresh my memory on somethings. I used Harry Potter world wiki site as my guide and consulted an expert on the fictional world. Once I had the feel of the world down I broke it down again and added my own twist to it.
  3. Parody. I wanted this to be a parody with the elements of comedy and other fictional devices included in the book. James Potter would not be Harry Potter. James would be archetype of three charecters. In fact the book would be like a mirror echo from a mirror universe. But, have a similar feel to the Harry Potter World.
  4. Fictional genres. There are a dozen fictional genres I included in the series. The book is current era popular fiction online. All intentional. Eastern magical martial arts storytelling to isakai fiction and magical guns. A host of other themes as well.
  5. Inspirations. Spaceballs. Storm Riders. Battle through the heavens. Western movies. Harry Potter.
  6. How original is James Potter? I would say the book series is it’s own thing. It’s loosely related on Harry Potter book series. Harry Potter books 1-7 I would grade 12-17. I would grade the James Potter series 17 for Mature with guns & Roses and whole lot of action.
  7. Audience. I made this shit for men and myself. I like action movies and 1911s.
  8. Concept. The idea of the dark Lord getting blasted to hell with a magical 1911. Fucking awesome my dude.

Experiment: Logan Jones (Training begins) Ch10

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Chapter 10

Logan woke up to scent of warm meat and talk. He opened his eyes to stared up at the ceiling and then he rolled out of bed. He hurried over to the breakfast that had been brought into the sleeping courtiers of the male chosen. Vince along with the twenty others young males were all laughing and eating a table set with food.

Vince of course set at the head of the table. Logan noticed their wasn’t left room enough for him to sit down at and eat. He didn’t care. He merely made room for himself by sliding on the side. He snacked up a bowl and wooden spoon he started dipping his spoon into a steaming pot of beef stew. Once his bowl was filled he snatched up bread and fruit. He started eating fast and casting occasionally glances at the doors.

“Why are you in such a rush Jones?” Vince said loud enough to gain Logan attention. The others quieted down. “We have a good amount of time before we’ll start our first training sessions with the masters.” He said frowning at him.

Logan smiled at him. “It’s a habit from back home. Always in a rush to finish breakfast and get to work. What are you going to be learning today?” He asked attempting to distract Vince. Logan already knew what they were going to be learning.

Vince grinned. “You planning on learning with us today? I thought you had planned on going your own way and all that shit. Strange thing at that. Seeing it’s your first day here and you know as much as we all know about Grim Old.” He said.

Vince’s comment caused a lot of overindulgent energetic laughter from the others at Logan’s expense. Logan continued to eat ignoring the laughter at him and open sneers from the others.

“Well?” Vince asked.

Logan looked at Vince in question. “Well?! Well, what?! Oh sorry. Did you ask me question. I wasn’t listening.” He said.

Vince stared at him as the others laughed at Logan. “We were having a conversation. You forgot that quickly?” He said.

Logan shrugged. “I was bullshitting with you Vince. I don’t give a fuck what the fuck you’re doing to do. I was just trying to make conversation with you to past the time by. Looks like breakfast is over.” He said pointing to the door as it was opened outwardly.

Sargent Jai and two other slave trainers greeted them with a bow of their heads. Jai stood aside and waved them to follow him outside.

“It is time to begin your training. Your trainers will be outside. I will train you in the basics then Trigger and Ran here will help you in practical combat. Now. It is time for our first session.” He said and turned on his heel and walked out.

Logan grimanced as he knew what was going to happen next. He got up at the same time as Vince. He waited as Vince turned and lead the others out. He followed from the back.

So far everything felt like it was going the same way it did. Logan saw the Trainer Zim standing in the fighting ring. Vince and Ed Dent were called to the ring. Logan smiled when he sensed Darla creep up from his right side as he was the last one to step out of the bunk house.

Darla was dressed the same as yesterday but she smelled like fresh flowers and morning dew scents coming from her body. Her hips swayed as she came up to stand close up to him. He slipped his arm around her waist as they walked out together.

“You smell like a good day baby. You get a good night sleep?” He said.

Darla shrugged. “It was pleasant but it would have been better with you in my bed.” She said in that thick Swedish accent.

Logan cupped her behind once and sighed. “That is the most sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.” He said.

“Why do you react so strangely when I speak simple answers?” She said in a purring voice and direct stare.

Logan had planned to tell her some sweet pretty line. The idea was cast aside in his own head quickly enough. It would only be a waste of time. The truth seemed more time effective.

“Honestly. I like your voice and you have a nice ass. The idea of putting a baby in you sounds fun every time look at your hips. We have no time for that sadly. I will have to settle for bending you over occasionally when we have a moment of privacy.” He said in a private voice to her openly shocked face.

Darla’s cheeks flushed with heat. She stared at him and breathed in his scent. Darla nodded her head slowly. “That is a high compliment you have given me. Thank you. I look forward to you keeping your promise.” She said and intentionally adding a husky whisper to her voice.

Logan’s lips curved into a wolfish grin but he only nodded in answer to her reply. He then turned his attention toward the fighting ring. “Only being honest baby. Let’s see what the heroes are going to learn.” He said.

Vince and Ed faced off against Trainer Zim. It was supposed to be a muck fight but used with real swords. Vince and Ed attacked Trainer Zim with the swords at the command of Jai. They went at it with him.

Trainer Zim beat them away easily at their first attack. They continued the attack on Trainer Zim. The goal was simply to smack him on the shoulder or ass.

Vince was the first to lay a hit on Trainer Zim by using magic to light up the blade of his sword and distract him. He attacked and smacked him on the arm. He didn’t ley up his guard though as Zim sliced at him with air magic.

Vince blocked the attack with his own magic using his blade. He got pushed back and landed on his back.

Ed attacked and sliced Zim’s chest. Ed cursed and held up his hand. “Sorry about that. I went to far. My apologies.” He said with a smile.

Logan had saw the move and knrw it hadn’t been accident. Logan frowned. That was new.

A wizard came up and raising her hand. He pushed magic at Zim and healed his wound.

Zim nodded to her. He turned to Ed. “Again. On guard.” He said.

Ed attacked heatedly while Zim stood still accepting the attacks. Suddenly, he paried a attack and sliced Ed’s chest across the chest twice.

Ed roared and lost his shit. He attacked for blood and then he was dead and headless. Some of the young heroes threw up. Vince stared in dispassionately. Logan frowned shook his head and glanced at Darla.

Darla stared at him. “He was a fool.” She said.

Logan nodded. “Yes. Ed forgot he was facing a trained warrior.” He said.

“Indeed. Hero Logan Jones.” Sargent Jai said.

Logan noticed then that everyone was watching him. Logan grunted. One of the young heroes tried to take a swing at him. Logan chopped him in the throat quickly and kicked him in the chest.

The young hero was coughing and staring at Logan in fear. Logan shook his head at him. “Do ever do that shit to me again. You come at me side ways I go for the win. Remember that.” He said.

Sargent Jai nodded to Logan staring at him differently. “You are correct. You are all being trained for war and survival. There is no safe place or moment to lose your thinking head.” He said and looked around at everyone. “Now. Please respect your trainers. Do not forgot they are trained warriors if you threaten their life you will suffer the same fate as Hero Ed.” Sargent Jai said.

Logan had to give him a nod. Sargent Jai was a bastard but he was smart in the lesson. It served two purposes. To train them to take their lessons seriously and to control the moral perception of what happened.

The wizard that had healed Zim. She bowed to him. “I am Clara of Dans. I am to train you how to heal at level of mastery.” She said.

Logan snorted. Darla drew closer to him. “Are you now? Do you happen to know where Smiths place is near here?” He asked.

Experiment: Logan Jones (Nighttime study) Ch9

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Chapter 9

Logan couldn’t sleep and he was on edge about what was going to happen in a few hours. He waited until everyone in the sleeping courtiers had fallen asleep. When the time was right he crept out.

The guard at the door was sleep on his feet back leaning against the side of the door. He moved fast on quiet feet. He made his way by memory back the way into the castle up the flight of stairs they had come. He turned to the left and walked quickly toward the library. The castle was quiet. No one was around not that he expected servants to be up or a night watch guard. Logan knew the reason for this.

Logan finally found his way to the library. There seemed to be one man inside. The wizard sat behind a table of writing desk facing the door. A blue magical lamp illuminated his hand as he wrote in a book. Everywhere else was dark in the small library.

Logan noticed how quiet it was. Even when he walked inside he couldn’t hear his own foot steps. He felt eyes on him. Logan ignored the feeling and the possible pair of eyes watching him.

The wizard at the writing desk didn’t look up but Logan knew he noticed him. “I got a question and a favor to ask you?” He said.

The wizard shook his head. “No favors. What is your question?” He said.

“I need to become stronger. I need to read the books here so I can be ready after we leave to face the dark lord.” Logan said quietly.

The Wizard shook his head. “You have trainers. They are more then able too help you in your quest as a warrior. Besides the point the books here would be useless to you. You can’t read magic languages. I have not the months or years to teach you. Go.” He said.

“I can read magic just fine. I just need the means of time to study to improve on my technique. I just need an hour of study time here every night until I leave. That’s all I’m asking for.” Logan said.

The wizard looked up at him. “You can read magic?” He asked.

“Yes. I can.” Logan said.

“I am Weiss. You pick one book to study for tonight. You will not take any book or damage any books while you are here. Do you understand me?” He said.

“Yes Sir. I’ll follow your rules on it.” Logan said and started to move toward a bookshelf near him but Weiss held up a hand forestalling him. “What?! What is it?” He said.

“Wait. For a few moments please. I have to check something.” Weiss said but he didn’t move or rise up from his seat. He stared at Logan without blinking for several moments.

There was moment of silence. Logan felt something in that moment like a quiet magical energy pass through him and then nothing happened.

Weiss nodded his head and looked back down picking his writing pen and went back to his work. “Pick one book for tonight. An hour of reading is what you requested you will be granted nothing more. After you have finished the hour you will return back to your sleeping bed for the night.” He said not looking up and then he proceeded back into that strange silence totally ignoring Logan again.

Logan quietly proceeded to the bookshelf he had come to intentionally. He did make a show of brushing his fingers lightly over the books. He looked over the books shelved. Though he knew what book he wanted. He stopped his hand on that particular book and he pulled it out. An overhead magical lamp light turned on above his head. Logan made sure to keep the excitement from showing on his face.

”Get to your study. You must get your sleep for the busy night that is ahead of you.” Weiss said.

Logan nodded. “Yes. Sir.” He said and started to turn his body slightly away from Weiss’ vision. His heart hammered inside his chest. He looked again at the title of the book.

Introduction of magical weapon transmutation by Grand magi Edgar Hugo Styles.

Logan opened the book and a light emanated from it as Logan felt his skill activated. He flipped through the book’s pages until the end. He then turned back to first page and started reading slowly each page at a time. A smile played on his lips as he read through it for pleasure.

Weiss cleared his throat. Logan put the book back where he took it in the bookshelf. He turned back to Weiss who was up and looking at him.

“I’ll be heading back to the slave sleeping room.” He said.

Weiss held up a hand. “Did you finish reading the book?” He asked.

Logan smiled. “I need a little a couple of more nights until I can understand what I read.” He said with a sheepish grin.

Weiss nodded. “You are honest learner. Four weeks should be enough. I will send you back.” He said and waved his hand and suddenly Logan was facing his bed.

Logan took off his boots got into bed and fell sleep the moment his head fell on his pillow.

Experiment: Logan Jones (A dance in the air) Ch8

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Chapter 8

The grand dinner that had prepared was like Logan had remembered. A set of long tables were set single file one at a time lined up in a straight line down. Logan sat next to Darla with his hand in her lap and his hand closed around hers. They talked little Logan was busy practicing wind magic tricks at the table and his mind making schemes.

Sargent Jai called an end to the meeting and they were waved off to separate gender courtiers. A male and female slave lead the males off to their respective areas. Logan stopped the male slave Barko a tall man with a magical purple collar around his neck.

“Barko give me a bit of time here before you take me away. I want to try something for ten minutes.” He said.

Barko frowned at him looking toward Jai first. Jai nodded stiffly. Barko then turned back to Logan. “You may do what you desire but we must go soon Hero Logan Jones.” He said in a respectful voice but it was layered with annoyance and his regard for Logan.

Logan laughed in his face. “Thank you for the kindness. I’ll be sure to return it in the future to you.” He said with a grin.

Barko frowned at him in confusion while the others stared between them silently. There was something in Logan’s tone or wording that suggested he meant something else. Logan’s words sounded friendly enough to their ears but the Marksman was a strange one they were beginning to discover.

Logan waved away the female slave named Cin that was towering muscled barbarian. She tried to take Darla along with her to the female courtiers with the others. She frowned at him almost about to ignore him and took Darla’s arm but Darla calmly smacked Cin’s hand away.

Cin snarled but Logan lifted his hand at her pushing her away knocking her off her feet. The slave girl flew back and landed on her ass. She bounded to her feet but she stared as Logan smiled.

“Easy. Darla doesn’t like to be handle by anybody weaker then her. I just need ten minutes Miss Cin and then you can take her away. So relax beautiful.” Logan said in kind voice.

Cin bowed her head to him. “As you wish.” She said in submissive voice.

Logan came to his feet holding out his hand to Darla. She took his hand and then she gasped as she floated up on the air. Logan guided her up into the air.

They started to guide up into the sky hovering over the training area. Darla was wide as Logan stared at her.

Darla’s clothing glowed jade green as they enbraced and then a glow of magical wind shield surrounded them. They became hidden in the shield.

A few seconds later strange sounds and heat emitted from the magic shield. The sound of a female’s heavy breathing followed before a shout of pleasure came from inside the shield.

The minutes ticked by slowly. Until both Darla and Logan finally appeared. Darla’s cheeks were flush and her eyes half closed as a smile was on her lips. They floated down to the ground finally until they stood back on the ground.

Darla breathed a soft sigh of displeasure as Logan moved out of her reach. He smiled at her. “That was fun. Hopefully we can do that again some other time. I’ll see you later.” He said and headed toward the male sleeping courtiers.

Vince stared at Logan in shocked surprise along with everyone else. Logan took hold of his shoulder and guided him along as well to the sleeping courtiers. “Vince. Tell me my friend what was your life back where you came from?” He asked.

Experiment: Logan Jones (Sargent Jai) Ch4

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Chapter 4

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 (The Marksmen) Ch3

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Chapter 3

Logan noticed a sudden pause in Harold’s speech. He glanced out the side of his eye to see Harold paying a close attention and focus on Darla. Logan let go of Darla’s hand to the small of her back casually guided her to the crowd.

Harold started up with his speech again. Logan paid little focus on it. It was background noise and flowery words meant to tug on the youth around them. Logan felt the tug of the magic Harold used in his voice attempting to work on him. He purposely turned his focus away. He looked at Darla. He noticed her scent. She smelled of fresh air and woods.

Darla was watching him though he knew she was still aware of everything Harold was saying. She had advanced hearing along with other natural enhancements. He stared at her with open interest.

“You are playing a game with me?” She said using a private soft voice. Her right eye brow raised though. “Are you using me to whet your interests?” She said already suspecting him of more then a sexual interest in him.

Darla was sharp to suspect he was up to something. She was a key element in his plan. The game was played against him from day one he got here. This time he was going to play his own game. He was aware of a few eyes looking at him and Darla.

“When man finds a woman on your world to be his woman. What do they call that relationship on your world?” Logan asked her.

Darla frowned at him and she shook her head. “Relationship?! What does this word mean. What does this have to do with sex?” She said.

Logan smiled. “What do you call a man that has sex with a woman continuously?” He said.

Darla’s cheeks flushed but she stared at him seriously. “A female would be his slave or his mate but there is no difference in my realm. Are you attempting to make me your slave? I thought you just wanted sex?” She said.

Logan grinned. “You know I think I kind ah like you’re world operates.” He said with a chuckle.

“YOU! FACE ME!” Harold said in a commanding voice of magic. Logan turned on his heel and faced the attention of Harold’s deep magical focus. “State your name and class. Hero.” He said to Logan forcing compliance from him. Harold’s eyes glowed intently with a striking impact of magical energy.

Logan couldn’t lie. It was a truth tell. A spell Harold used on Logan many times before and the others to find out the truth. He focused his mind on what he did in his home world. He had been trained and educated from the time he was ten in marksmanship and hunting. He thought about the competitions he entered won and lost. His family had been soldiers, hunters and tradesman. “Logan Jones. Marksmen is my job class. Entertaining women is my leisure time.” He said and got some laughter at the end of his words from the youths.

Harold snorted shaking his head and blinked freeing Logan from the spell. Logan rolled his shoulders as he stared at Harold now.

Harold’s magical eyes still glowed with power but amusement was in them as well directed Logan now. “Well Marksman. Are you trained in any other weapons besides firearms and such?” He asked and punched a little magic in his words at the end to make it a command.

Logan felt punch but he was able too keep on his feet and keep his mind focused. “My people taught me to use all kinds of weapons in combat. I also have a talent for using many kinds of magic.” He said.

Logan could see the interest in Harold’s golden magical eyes now. The wizards behind him as well were perked up with interest at Logan now. “Healing magic. That can be very useful in heroes group. Do you have talents in that?” Harold asked.

Logan shrugged. “A little bit here and little bit there. It depends on what you’re paying me.” He said and got a shocked silence afterward.

Harold stared at him in surprise. “You have been called to be a hero for this land. A fated savior for the good people of Grim OLD. A land of peace and-” Harold said but he stopped when Logan opened his mouth wide and yawned. Harold’s wide eyes and face showed shocked amusement.

Logan waved a hand. “Ah yeah. Mr. King. I don’t give a damn about that shit. I’ll do the job you called me here to do. I just got a small fee for it and I’ll fit into the position you want. I don’t work for free.” He said.

Harold stared at him. His eyes glowed staring at Logan scanning his body and then he nodded at Logan. “What is your small fee?” He asked.

Logan nodded. “I want knowledge on light and fire magic. That’s my fee.” He said.

Harold seemed to relax visibly and even smiled as he nodded his head. “Indeed. You will be given that training more then enough training. We have combat teachers that will help you.” He said.

Logan shook his head. He knew already knowing where Harold was trying to screw him over again for a second time. The trainers wouldn’t teach him shit or give him the skills needed for his plan. “No that’s not what I mean. I want books and space and time to get myself ready for whatever job you called us here to do. Respectfully I’ve already have training from experienced warriors and such.” He said.

Harold looked a little annoyed but laughed it off. “It must be a miscommunication between us or you are not hearing me clearly. I said you would get what you combat teachers that will help you onward in your destiny. Enough talk. Your teachers are at the door and will lead in education and training.” He said a little bit more heatedly with smile. The crowd seemed to calm and smile at his face.

Logan knew it was the magical charm he was using on them. Logan shrugged seeing this conversation going a direction he didn’t care to go.

He ignored Harold as he stared at the wizards behind Harold. His gaze focused on a wizard staring at him.

Logan remembered him. The wizard had a position he held in the castle library. A plan formed in his head as a smile curved his lips. He looked at Harold to see him studying Logan very closely not smiling now.

Logan turned to Darla and putting his arm around the back of her hips. He then started guiding her to the crowd meeting at the exit. Darla frowned at him not saying anything at how casual he had taken to leading her around. Logan saw Princess Jasmine wave at him and give a pretty smile. She stood among the kidnapped youths waiting for him.

“Do you care if I have a mate already?” Darla asked in a light tone that implied she didn’t care much herself. She was just asking a question.

Logan shook his head staring at her face. “None whatsoever. Why should I? You want me. I want whole bunch of you so nobody else should matter at all between us but a good time. You smell very nice.” He said smoothly.

Darla moved closer. “Thank you!” She said softly.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 22

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Chapter 22

Beau heard the buzzing of his alarm clock go off on the floor beside. He reached for his bottle and brought it to his lips only to find it was empty. He sat on his futon bed and threw the empty bottle of Jack Danel’s against the wall smashing it against the white wall of his tiny closet apartment. His toy robots started waking up now he had to get up and use the bathroom.

He crawled to the bathroom, relieved himself and then washed up. When he was done he crawled back inside his bedroom and started getting dressed. He was dressed when he heard a knock on his door before it was opened with a keycard.

Two twin young men skin Supers came into his apartment. They glared at him. “Techno. Man. You drunk again?” Alex Wade asked him.

“Techno bro. This is to much.” Dexter Wade said.

Beau snorted shaking his head. “I had a bad night. I’m not drunk. I have hang over from last night. I’m ready to go. Just get my stuff ready. I got to make to make my rent and fill you two gentlemen’s pockets.” He said before he pulled himself up into his wheel chair. He smiled and reached down to carelessly roll up his futon over and then started wheeling himself to the door.

The two brothers said nothing but hurried to get a table and toys ready. Beau sighed wheeling himself to the elevator as his two friends and helpers got his table and box of merchandise. They took the stairs while he waited for the elevator to arrive.

It took a bit of time but soon enough the elevator arrived and the automatic doors opened up. A man in a dark suit and sunglasses was waiting for him. Beau wheeled himself inside nodding to the man. He spun around. “Could you hit the 1st floor.” He asked.

The man nodded silently hitting it and the doors closed. They were both silent as they went down stairs. The man in sunglasses turned to Beau. “Mr. Lucas. I take it.” He said.

“I’m not interested.” Beau said.

“I work with a particular organization that is interested in hiring you for your brilliant mind. A hundred grand a year plus benefits and an studio apartment.” He said.

Beau smiled. “Do you work for BlackWater?” He asked.

The man was silent. “Hmm. Yes. That is remarkably excellent guess on your part.” He said.

Beau shook his head. “I’ve had a lot of offers sense I’ve been let off from the government. You were the last one. I was expecting to come and a hundred thousandth a year sounds like minimum wage with today’s with the weight of inflations going. All I’m interested in is dying quietly and being left the fuck alone.” He said.

“If it’s the government having a problem with you working with us. I can assure you-” He began but stopped when Beau looked at him.

“I’ve seen you watching me for a bit of time. I also seen the fed your working with tailing me when I was trying to talk a good time girl into giving me a discount on head rub. I’m not interested in working for the government directly or indirectly anymore. No games. I just want to die quietly and be left the fuck alone. Sorry brother. I’m only interested in living quietly as much as I can. I don’t have that long on me and my days are pretty much drinking and trying not to think of anything to make to end myself. So with all due respect fuck off.” He said.

The elevator door opened and the man smiled taking off his sunglasses revealing his glowing mirrored eyes. “Good evening to you brother.” He said and walked away out of the elevtor.

Beau sighed and wheeled himself out toward the front of the apartment building on to the side walk where his two young friends had set up his booth and he wheeled himself over as his customers started coming up to his desk.

He smiled as a young girl with horn on her head came up with dollars in her hand smiling at him. He grinned at the girl. “How’s it going baby girl. I got your doll for you right here for you.” He said reaching over to a box with package on it and handed to her the box. The girl handed the money over to him and took the box with an excited giggle.

She ran over to her parents who stood off to the side with their hoodie’s up and face masks over the lower half of their faces. They nodded to him in thanks. He nodded and put the money in the box he kept the money.

Beau looked up to the clear blue skies and sun shinning down on him. He grinned.

“These are amazing. Did you make them yourself.” A charming feminine voice called to him.

Beau was half drunk but his mind focused on the genuine admiration at his skill in making the pet robots on the table. He had been sober for two months until he got the news they had put Rider in prison for two years but not before collaring his powers.

Rider was collared and put in to the general population. If he survived Beau knew his old friend wouldn’t know how to cope with the new world again once he got out.

E had called him to promise he would be watched but her words did little to ease his mind. It had taken E five damn years to find a means of halting Rider’s biological time bomb from going off.

“Excuse me. Sir.”

Beau shook himself out of thoughts of his friend and looked up at a young blond woman dressed in an leather jacket and jeans. She stared at him with sensual sky blue eyes that had a mystical glow about them. She had average looking face and easy going smile that hinted at ready sense of humor and brown chestnut hair that reminded him of his mother. She stared down at Beau with eyes that were mystical blue mirrors of concern as she studied his face.

“I sure did Darlin. I’m a straight up wonder with making things. It’s one talent I still have going for me that is of some use.” He said.

The Beauty held his gaze. “Your hero Technomancer.” She said.

It wasn’t a question it was more like a statement of fact like she already knew him and a whole lot more.

“So…are you a back sight?” He asked.

The Beauty shook her head. “No. I have employee at my company that deals in temporal patterns but I have a friend that pointed me toward you. You are a fine engineer. I could use you on my team.”

“I don’t work for the government…anymore. I mean my own business. I don’t want no trouble.” He said kindly to her.

“Pardon me. I forgot myself. I’m Jassica Remo.” She said and gave him a card.

Beau looked at the name of the company and her position. “Senior VP of Homeworld industry. Homeworld. Interesting name. What do you do at your company?” He said and then he noticed the logo on her earth world globe on her jacket.

Jessica smiled. “We consult for private parties and act as private security for clients in need of protection or otherwise.” She said.

Beau had heard of companies like her’s when he was in the service and had fought along side some of the agents of such companies. Mercenaries. Professional Mercenaries. Hired guns. Hell who was he to judge. He had done his time under contract with the government before they sent him to prison and after.

He just had one question. “Did someone send you to me?”

Jessica smiled. “Like a said a friend pointed me in your direction. We’re based in the city and Baltimore but have operations in Hawaii as well. There is room in board a decent paycheck and you’ll work with brillant ladies and gentlemen.”

“Did Rider send you or E. You have to tell me. I most know.” Beau said surprising himself by his old charm creeping back into his voice.

Jessica giggled. “You’ll have to come with me to find out. Though. I have a guess it will be surprising for you what your friend has accomplished over such a short time period.”

It had been five years sense he saw or heard from his old crew. Rider was busy doing his super hero thing and getting cartoon shows made after him and his early beginnings.

Angel.

Damn. He hoped it wasn’t her. All the same he didn’t know and he had to find out. Beau nodded. “Alright you talked me into it. I’ll go with you.”

“That’s excellent.” Jessica said with a smile. “When would be a good time for you to visit the-“

“Today would be good enough for me. I’ll travel with you. I got a bit a cash to spend on a ticket and I got nothing holding me here. I’m ready when you are.” Beau said quickly.

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