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November’s kiss stories: The Job offer Part 1

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Prologue

– Good evening Newark citizens. This is Anna Moore here to give you a daily update on the business, politics and gossip and the kings concerts.-

I woke up on the floor on a dirty smelling matress on the floor with a headache and my head was bandaged up. The sounds of machines beeping a steady rhythm and a newsfeed from Newark daily news played on a vid screen somewhere in the room. I stared up at the dirty floor and wondered for a second where the hell I was.

“Mr. Cage. Your awake. Close call there. You’ve been asleep for seventy-two hours. You made it though. Do you remember what happened to you or who tried to kill you?” Fixer Michell Grey said.

“No. I don’t even remember what the hell I was doing before I got hit.” I said.

I realized was in my old mentor’s lab and I knew instantly what had happened to me. “Someone tried to kill me then? That’s a little surprising. I thought they would wait for when I turned seventeen next week.” I said.

Mitchell snorted. “They sure did or at least they tried to. I found you in alley in a city garbage dumpster. Your mother said you can return home if you came awake.” He said.

I sighed. “Thanks for the pick up?” I said.

“Thanks for what? You did pay me to keep a watch out for you in case something happened. It’s good you kept that tracker on you.” He said. “Your rite of passage is coming. You plan on taking it or faking your death and leaving the city?” He said.

I sighed and attempted to rise but found I couldn’t just yet. I stared up at the ceiling. “I’m taking my rite of passage. I told my grandfather I would and no nobody is making leave the city to leave as an outcast. I ain’t running. I got a plan.” I said.

“What’s your plan then Mr. Cage?” Mitchell asked with a funny serious tone to his voice.

I had no intention on telling him anything. I didn’t trust him in the least. Though I had an idea. “I’m going to be the king of the underground business district.” I said.

Mitchell’s hysterical hiccup laughter at my words was enough for to me know.

“A boy’s dream. It’s good to have dreams. Mr. Cage. The underground of the red district is a criminal black market. The underground has no rules or kings. You would be better suited to make your bread and butter in the purple district.” He said.

I had already tried doing that. That’s what got me in trouble. It came back to me slowly. I was in this place because of a former client.

One thing was for certain. I needed a job and some money. No way was I going to go back to my tribe. So now I needed to find a job, housing and connections. “You got my detapad?” I asked him.

“Sure thing. Sure thing. As per the contract we made. You have one detapad. Oh I got a message from your Pops I was paid to give you.” He said.

I groaned as I reached up for my detapad as Mitchell handed it to me. “He doesn’t want me to come home.” I said.

“That is the second part of the message. The first part is he advising you to make the most of your time and start early on your rite of passage in to Nomad adulthood.” Michell said.

I frowned and then thought of something as I looked at the shirt I had on. It wasn’t mean. “Did you find me naked in the dumpster?” I asked.

“Yes. Luckily I had some spare clothes. When you make your way. You can pay me back.” He said.

I sat up slowly and stared at Mitchell. He was short bald mam with enhanced hyper advanced eyes. He had a lab jacket on a dress shirt stained with coffee on the front and red bow tie. He smiled at me and his thick red mustache curved around his thin lips. “You don’t remember what happened to you right?” He asked.

I stared at him. “No. I don’t. I feel fine.” I said.

“Good. Good. You can leave now. I suggest you leave this city. It won’t go well for you if you stay. Your an ignma. A man with dark fate. A powerless man. I saw the mark under your forearm.” He said.

“Did my family group try to kill me?” I said snarling at him.

Mitchell shook his head. “The ignma don’t live long in this fucked up world of magic and cruelty. If you head into the outlands at leasr you’ll have a chance of survival. You best leave if you can’t crave yourself a place of power.” He said.

“I asked you a question.” I said.

“Yes. They did. Is that what you wanted to hear?” Michell said.

Damn. I should have expected this but, damn. “What do I do?” I said.

Mitchell put a cherry red cigarette to his lips and lit it with red lighter. He blew smoke out the side of his mouth. “You got two options. Try to survive on the streets or join the authorities or head out into the outland and maybe you’ll live for a year until magic elemental freaks come for you. Those are your options. Either way you won’t live the year out in the dream disk world.” He said and blew smoke in my face.

I turned my attention to my detapad and searched for the black market forum page. I reviewed through the runner freelance job listing until something caught my eye.

Search and destroy: Hunt down and destroy Pike Cruiser owned by CEO Victor Adams.

Rewards: Instant Solo status upgrade. 200 ebs. Bonus in a twenty four hour time period of posting. High powered rifle or business license.

This was it. Everything I needed.

I started to get up and take off the bandage on my head. Mitchell frowned at me.

“Where the hell are you going?” He asked.

“I got a job to do before some other asshole beats me to it.” I said.

“Mr. Cage. Shouldn’t you be getting the hell out of the city before you get yourself killed.” He said.

I ignored him as I got up and looked through his weapons case and took out a P.E. pulser blaster. “I’m borrowing this. I’ll give it back to you. I got to jet. Thanks for fixing me up. You might need to fix me up again when I get back. Later.” I said and walked out of the doctor’s laboratory.

“Mr. Cage! Mr. Cage. Sean. Come back.” Michell called after me.

James Potter and the Court of Owls Chapter 8

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James and Angus sat with their great great aunt in-law Hermione Granger Wesley in the back the store at long reading and study desk to sat down for chat while Luna went to go make some tea for them in the back of storeroom.

James was jittery the longer Luna stayed in the back to make tea. Angus cleared his throat and James looked toward him to both Angus and Hermione were staring at him with amused smiles.

“What?”

Angus shook his head at him. “I don’t think your going to make it as a political figure son. I can read every thought your making by looking at your face.”
James started and stared wide eyed at his father. “Dad. Are you a master of Legilimens as well as the wusxia arts?”

Angus snorted. “I’m not a master of Legiliments though I do know a bit it and I’m inclined toward Occlumency. No I’m just noting your body lanague and how you keep looking toward the back. You look like your wondering what’s taking Luna so long with the tea and I did notice how you seem to have known Luna previously.”

James stared wide eyed at his father. “I thought you said you weren’t performing Legilimens on me. How could you know all that without using magic?”

Angus only smiled. “There’s more then one way to control someone or understand how a person is thinking without magic son. It’s just a bit of guessing and knowing how people think depending on their age gender.”

“Hmm. Interesting. So you’ve studied psychology and mentalism.” Hermione said turning to Angus.

Angus shrugged. “I have studied psychology but mentalism isn’t real it’s just using a form of mental tricks and psychological word suggestions.”

Hermione grinned at him. “Your a lot more adaptable and book smart then Harry was. He would be proud of the magi you have become.”

James stared wide mouthed while Angus shook his head. “I don’t know about that Aunty Hermione.”

“When did you become a master of The Wuxia. I thought you only studied under them for only two years before you came back. Their books and spells engineering are so lovely to look at and read. When are you going to take James to see them? It must be soon. You most bring me back another one of their books for copying. I so do love-”

Angus put a finger to her lips gentle and smiled at her. “Give me a turn in the conversation though I love your mind works. I still want to answer your first two questions.” He said gentle.

Hermione blushed and leaned back away from his finger. Angus stared at her. “As I told you before. I’m still twenty years away from becoming an expert let alone a master. I plan to take James over to visit my master, six months from now. I don’t know if I can bring you another book to study though. What have you done so far with what I brought over to you the last time I returned from the Wuxia?”

Hermione pursed her lips. “I’ve made a little progress in understanding it. My sons, grandsons are farther along then me and my youngest great great son is already thinking about making a trip over the wuxia audition for a chance to train in the hidden temple. Why did you come to see me?”

Angus opened his mouth only stop as someone knocked on the front door loudly. They saw Luna come suddenly into the room with a tray of a tea kettle and five cups on it. He smiled started pouring a cup of tea for them as they waited for Luna to let in whoever it was that had come.

“I came to see you for one and I wanted to pick your brain on all the current gossip going on in the world you know.” Angus said in conversational mode.

“I see. Hmm.” Hermione said quietly.

James was frowning and folded his arms as Luna opened the door and in walked in a young lady with straight platinum blond hair that fell to her hips. She was dressed in black dress with a pink belt around her thin waistline and she had long expensive leather pink knee high boots on. She looked. She was staring between James and Angus kept pursing her lips and had her hands cupped together.

Angus waved to her. “Hello, aren’t you a pretty young lady. Would you to join us for some tea?” He asked.

“Yes. Yes. I very much would thank you.” She said lightly.

She walked over with quickly and stood close beside James who was frowning folding his arms across his chest. Angus was smiling though. “So how you to know each other?”

James nodded stiffly. “Yes. We met at HogWarts and became friends second year. Mara this is my father Angus Potter the patriarch of the house of Potter. Dad this is my school friend Mara Scamander. She’s Luna’s grand daughter. Mara has been head girl in house Gryffindor for six years. She’s a specialist in dueling and historian in magical history. Mara helped me out a lot in my studies.” He said.

Angus nodded his head. “So did you two have a falling out?”

“No.” They both said.

Angus nodded. “So. Do you trust Mara?”

“Yes. I do. She won’t tell anything that is going on here. She’s just like younger version of Luna.” James said still frowning and looking uneasy.

Angus nodded. “That’s all I needed to hear. Aunty Hermiona. What do you know about a man named The Count of New Jersey.” He asked and then poured her a cup of tea.

Hermiona readdressed her large glasses before taking the cup and sipping before speaking. “Hmm. Well. He’s a real count for one. That’s just what he changed his name to. Wait a bit.” She paused before taking out her wand and the moved the tea tray and cups aside with wave of her wand.

“Informational-Expand-Dio.” She spoke with a wave of her hand a large leather bound book appeared on the desk.

Hermiona waved her hand again and the book opened and leafed through to a page of titled Count Jersey. A picture of the Count appeared along with description of early life and history.

James frowned as he saw the information change on the page slightly adding or editing information to something else. “Why is it changing like that?”
“It’s updating dear. Information changes you know as time goes by and new changes or marriages happen. So D.A has to keep records current. Let’s see here.”

Hermiona looked down on the page flicking her finger over it upward more information came and picture disappeared.
“Hmm. Let’s see. Alright what do you need to know Angus? I have everything you would need to know about this gentleman’s hobbies to reasons his last two marriages failed. It wasn’t because of lack of gold.”

Angus grinned at her. “I just need a report on his art and treasure collection at the beginning of the year and a list of his enemies.”

Hermiona placed her finger and then began to highlight a paragraph before tapping the highlighted section and then with a wave of her two pages appeared in Angus’ hand. He was looking them over as Hermiona glared at the book as she flicked through information and then stopped.

“So Ava has attached herself to the Count recently. Interesting.” She said but her voice sounded more annoyed.

Angus nodded started to get up after taking a drink of tea. “Come on son. We have to get going. We’re on the clock. Say goodbye to your friend.”
James nodded and turned to Mara who gave him several kisses on his lips before hugging his neck tightly. “I’m going to marry you. We’re going to married don’t forget that. Your all mean.” She said in a dreamy singing tone.

Angus frowned and tapped her shoulder. Mara looked at him. He whispered something and waved a hand in front of her face.

“Dad. She’s just very affection loving toward me. It’s fine.” James said calmly.

Mara tightened her arm around his neck. “What’s wrong?”

Angus smiled. “Nothing. When I get a chance. I would love to have a game chess with your father when I get a chance. Tell him I will send him an Owl.”

Mara grinned and nodded. “Thank you so ever much.”

James sighed and came to his feet with Mara still holding his neck. He carefully unwound her arms from his neck. He nodded to her. “I will see you in six months. I am training under my father right now and I have to start my new job with my mother’s company. So please stay calm and concentrate on your studies and work.”

Mara stared at him. “I can do my work anywhere. That’s why I picked my field of study. Can you not give me promise. Something.”
James looked at his father but Angus was digging in his bag and then brought out a red cloak. He stared at it as Angus held it out to him.

“James. It’s your choice. If she makes you happy then she makes you happy. You can figure out the rest before the wedding.”

“What about mother?”

Angus shook his head. “Your a man now. Your choice. I made mean younger then you and never have I regretted it once.”

James sighed but reached out and took the cloak. Mara frowned in confusion until he offered it to her. “This is my family’s treasure and legacy. It’s all I have to give you as a promise. If you take then the first you’ll have to give it to will be our son.”

Mara burst into tears and hugged his neck even more tightly dragging him down to the floor.

James Potter and the Court of Owls Chapter 3

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James jumped at the sound of someone knocking on front door. He noticed that Angus didn’t move but his focused had locked in the direction of the front entrance.

“Are you expecting a guest?” James asked.

“No one but your mother or Professor Longbottom are welcome on my property and both them have a key so they wouldn’t be any need for them to knock. Hold on!” He said and walked over to his bookcase easing a book from the shelf and removing it. He looked inside and opened it to remove his 1911SC and silver magazine.

He checked the magazine that was loaded with ruby glowing bullets and then he eased it inside the weapon. James noticed that the hybrid magi/non magi weapon glow for a second before it returned to normal.

The presence of danger around Angus intensified making the hairs on James arms and neck stand up. Angus had changed.


James took out his wand, that was blue Horn Snake core but Angus held up his hand. “That won’t work. Put that away. I need you to stay in here. I’ll deal with it and come back.”

James frowned. “I got top marks in dueling and mother paid to have me tutored by retired Aururs in London. I can help.”

Angus smiled looking at his son. James stared at the cold stare. James stared back holding his father’s steal gaze. Angus nodded then as the knocking continued. “Your man now. So you got your say. Just remember. Follow my orders. Don’t use any any disarming spell if your going to use that thing then you better intend on harming or to kill because whoever is at the door is intending on doing the same to you.”

James nodded. “Yes Sir.”

Angus started forward with his Hybrid weapon aimed in front of him and that level of dangerous energy around him expanding out as he went on the hunt.

James frowned as new strange understanding of his father came to him from where he didn’t know but he trusted in the knowledge knowing it to true. They came to the front as whoever was at the door continued knocking with persistent knock though not overall pushy.

“Turn around and leave my propriety you are not welcome here.” Angus said in a commanding and dominating voice.

“Angus! It’s Ava. Honey my key doesn’t work. Will you let me in.” Ava voice called from the other side.
Angus stopped James from going to the door with a raised hand. “If you have the key it should work just fine for Ava. I need you to turn around and leave my property. I will not repeat myself.”

“Angus I-”

The door was blown apart. Angus fired his weapon. A fireball of gold flames and electrical energy came out the nose of his weapon hitting whoever it was in the chest and sending them flying backward outside.
James stared in shocked surprised. He had never seen anything like that show of raw power in duel or sparring match.

“Easy son. It ain’t over. It’s coming back.” Angus said calmly.

“It?! What?” James began but stopped as feeling fear shook him to his core at the tall figure that came back inside through the whole in the front of the house. The creature was in the figure of a tall man but wrapped up in a cloak of darkness and then suddenly it was Professor Longbottom stood before them.

“James I came to-Ah!” The creature screened as Angus fired another fireball of lightning hitting it in the body and setting it on fire this time. The creature screamed and screeched out in horrible blood chilling sound of pain and rage.

“James. You going to use that wand or pick your nose with it?” Angus said in deadpan serious voice that woke up James from his stupor.

“Dad. What the hell is it?” James asked.

“Dementor of course.”

“What?!”

Angus nodded as he studied the creator. “The court of Owls sent me to hunt down the last remaining of their new breed that had come over from the old country. I thought I got them all that’s why I came back early form my job. Well if you not going to do anything I’d best.”
James straitened up away from his father and thought of one spell. Raising his wand he pointed at the focusing his mind on the happy memories of he had of being with his mother and father all together and shooting at the gun rang home.

“EXPECTO PATRONUM!”

Ah loud bang came from his wand as a pale blue horned snake flew out of his wand’s end and slivered around the room and around the Dementor wrapping around it smothering it in it’s body before biting down on it.
The Dementor roared in pain before exploding into pure light as Angus fired one more time at the deadly creature and exploding it into nothing.
Angus finally turned to face James and nodded to him. “A bit slow but you did good for your first battle. A horned Serpent Patronus. Nice. You’ll make a fine Auror.”

James stared at his father. “Who are the court of Owls? Are they a magi para-military group in the Magical congress of magic?”
Angus grimaced but he shook his head. “Yes and no. The President is the primary Chief of the court.” He said in a somber tone.
James frowned. “I’ve never heard of the Court of Owls. They must have been established recently.”

Angus smiled shrugging his shoulders. “In a way yes. Listen son. I think you should have a talk with your mother today and hear her out on her job offer.” He said.

James studied his father closely. “Okay so does Mother know about the Owls?”

Angus sighed. “I don’t believe so. But, son I think it would best you didn’t mention anything regarding the Court to your mother. It’s not that I want you to keep secrets from your mother but I’m not really ab liberty to reveal any of this to the general magi public.”


James stared at him. “Okay. But would it be okay for me to ask you questions regarding the Court of Owls?”

Angus stared at him. His lips shook a little. “If your new gift you’ll find out eventually and your witness to me finishing a execution order then it’s okay. But, please remember not to reveal this to anyone else outside of you me and a member of the Court of Owls. I got your word on it.” Angus said and held out his hand.

James smiled taking his father’s hand. “I promise not to tell mother or anyone else not associated with the Court of Owls. I got one more question though. How do I use back sight?!”

Angus opened his mouth then closed it. “Ask your mother she’s much more smarter on the subject and I got a lot of repair work to do now on the house.”

TITAN OF THE SIN Chapter 3

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It was late into the night but I could feel the dawn of a new day arriving soon. I opened my eyes to the sight of Aaron moving in a strange dance on the deck of the ship. He was silent and I could barely hear his foot steps and spinning turns on the deck. A sword was in his left hand and a piece of moving rock spun around his body that he was attacking.

“The dirty mud boy is awake.” A soft voice said from my right.

I turned to see Adora floating an inch off the deck staring past me to Aaron who was still dancing around the rock he was cutting to pieces. I looked down at Aaron’s feet to see dirt and dust had gathered around him. He had been at his dance for a while yet.

“I’m not dancing.” Aaron said again hearing words in my head I had not yet spoken. He turned to me dropping from his dance to stare at me. “I’m practicing using ground magic and what fighting skills I have learned from my time training in the western Kingdom. We are arriving soon into the borders of our pack lands. Do you feel it?”

“He is nothing Aaron. Nothing but a slave. You are counting to much on father’s instincts. He won’t be able to take what plans you and father have for him. I have a better-“

“Silence.” Aaron commanded her. “Muddy. Come to me.” He said softly. There was something strange in his voice.

I got to my feet and walked over to Aaron. I froze and turned toward a patch of land that was glowing. I felt it. I felt energy from that small patch of land. I heard foot steps behind me and I knew Elmo was behind me. I walked over to stand beside Aaron. He pointed at the land that seemed to vibrate with energy that I felt.

“That is the Sharo. The land of the Sharo pack. The pack your are now apart of now. As long as Elmo of the Sharo exist the Sharo exist.” Aaron said.

“You would be wrong on one point. The Sharo is the land. It’s the people but more importantly. It’s the pack.” Elmo interjected. “As long as there is a Sharo pack and a male Dan, we will always exist. The power of the Sharo however is only for the Dan of Sharo. The Sharo follows the Dan. The power. It is the unexpected thing in a room filled with endless treasures. The one thing that signifies the Dan, set apart from everything else. It is not given to a man. It is taken. Only the true male master can see it, control it and dominant.”

I held out my hand and started to feel it. The energy of ground and land called out to me. “The land is calling to me?” I said.

“Then go to it.” Elmo said. “Aaron. Give Muddy his first lesson.”

Aaron took my hand. “Let’s go. Muddy.” He said and then started running for the edge of the boat. I felt a spark of fear and at the same a feeling of thrill of the pulling from the Sharo to bring me inside. Inside what?

Aaron led me forward and off the edge of the boat. We fell dropping from the sky and then I still felt that pulling grow tighter around my body and jerking me down. Aaron still held my hand tightly in his grip.

“Do you feel it, Muddy?” Aaron asked me.

I nodded. “I do what-“

“Reach for it. Do it NOW!”

I did. I reached for whatever it was that was pulling. I caught it with whatever spark was in me. “I’ve got it. I’ve got it.” I said in excitement.

“Good. Let’s test out your theory.” Aaron said before he let go of my hand.

I felt something drop from my hand as I started falling like a rock toward the Sharo. I raced and raced down to the ground to the back of large house and then I landed in thick mud. I wasn’t hurt but my body shook as I heard laughter above my head.

I looked up in time to see Adora descending down slowly to the ground with her father beside her shaking his head at me. “Look at the little Mud boy. He’s probably broken every bone in his mortal body.”

Aaron was the first to touch down on solid ground. He wasn’t smiling. He just looked at me with his arms crossed in front of his chest. “Are you hurt? Any broken bones? How’s your head?” He asked me calmly.

I sighed but shook my head. “I’m fine. Strangely I don’t feel hurt at all. I feel good.” I said. I frowned and started rising out of the mud easily to stand in front of my new master and his children. The mud around me became more solid under my feet. I was dirty again but I felt good.

Elmo stared at me and then he nodded his head. “You will learn from Aaron now on all that I have taught him and you will become stronger and master all my tools. You have five years to become something worth living or by the end of that time you will die. Do you understand me?”

Some of the good feeling faded away as it was replaced with fear but I stared up at Elmo and nodded my head. “As you wish master.”

Elmo nodded his head. “Good. Good. I like your acting. You’ll do well until realize what you are. Until then always remember. Power is not given. It is taken. Always remember. Now sense you failed your first test. You will make the attempt again until have successfully come down to the Sharo in the proper manner of a Sharo. Let’s try this again.” He said and held out his hand toward me. His hand glowed red and then I felt a gust of wind knock into my chest.

I was lifted up and up into the sky and high above the large red house then I stopped when Elmo held me up staring at me with his glowing magical eyes.

“Remember. Reach for it. Take a breath and descend. There will be no stopping of this test until you get it right Muddy.”

Elmo dropped his hand and I started to fall again. I screamed as I fell down to the Sharo.

Brainstorming…let’s take Resident Evil 1 & 2 remake game, Cyberpunk and Predator (movie) part 7

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Chapter 2

Jil

I watched Chris walk out the door and then I had to sit down a moment and stare at the body he had destroyed on the floor.

I couldn’t believe how strong he had gotten. I had seen him do amazing things because of his upgrades up but this was crazy. I glanced at Berry to see him watching me.

“When did he get his latest legs upgrades?”

Berry stared at me. “Chris is still, Chris. Don’t make a thing of it. He wouldn’t want to see you worried. It’s my job to protect you.”

I glared. “I know that you old rust bucket. Did he have any surgery to his legs on his last mission?”

“No. He’s a T1 model. He just got stronger. You ready to go or are you going to stay here worrying about the shit for twenty minutes.”

Damn it. I had to keep it together. I got up and led the way out of the dinning room into the main hall. The front doors were closed and locked up but I could hear dogs outside slamming into them.

I ignored it and walked toward a door and tried to open it. Locked. I fumbled in my pockets for my lock pick.

Berry tapped my shoulder. I looked at him. He held out a pocket lock picking multi tool. I took it and went to work on the lock.

“When did you start picking locks?” I asked.

“I didn’t. I got it for you. Happy Birthday.”

I smirked as I got the lock open. Berry took hold of my waist and lifted me placing me to his side. He got out his gun and eased the door open.

The inside was dark but someone was inside. I could them hissing. A half naked female mutant jumped out at Berry. Clawing and biting his neck.

Berry calmly slammed the mutant against the wall and held her by the throat until she stopped moving.

He let the mutant fall and brushed off his combat vest and neck. I check his neck seeing no marks. Good. The things couldn’t bit down hard enough to get through his exo body.

Berry smiled and let the door open waving me inside. I flipped him off and walked inside.

Warm Regards,

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