Experiment: KW chapter? 01

The killer stared at Cre with golden brown bright eyes and a handsome smile. The scent of death was in the tent. The body of the Krull’s crown prince lay on the carpeted floor. The eight tribes men stood frozen at the federation badge in the killer’s hand he held up as a sign of his diplomatic immunity even on the homeworld of the Krull. The Silver wings bird badge symbol was a sign of the empire that hired him. The Dar Empiral ebony knife was lodged in the center of the chest of Prince Crowley Krull’s dead body.

“Is there a reason a Federation assassin killed our tribes man prince? This looks like an act of war from the Federation on a small tribe of wanders.” Cre said calmly.

Max laughed pinning his badge to his clean grey suit. “His royal highness Crowley admitted to crimes against the Queen of the Dar and the Empire and Federation of worlds. He was sentenced to die on the spot. I being the witness and judge did so. It is in the agreement your people signed to become members of the federation. Any objections?” He said.

“What is this proof?” Cre asked calmly.

Max nodded his head. “Your a reasonable lad. You’re former leader was aiding the rebel pirates in resources that were exclusively for the Empiral agents and Federation alliances. He was given a choice. Cancel his upcoming marriage and allow Federation school to come onto your lands for education in Federation worlds laws. He chose to attempt running away from his crimes. I put judgement down on his alone.” He said.

Cre stared at the man. “Is your business concluded here?” He asked in a deathly cold voice.

Max smiled and nodded. “Almost son. Almost. I just need to talk to your elders about a few business and political matters sense your leader has passed on today.” He said.

Cre shook his head. “You will present your message to me and whatever orders you wish to convey and then you will be on your way. We have to bury our family.” He said.

“Listen-“

Cre held up a finger. “Wait. I forgot something.” He said took out a bag of federal coins and dropped them at Max’s feet. “There is your fee to say your peace and leave.”

Max laughed but bent down took the bag and pocketed it. “Alright. Federation wants to send in some people to culture your people up some. You will allow the people to come and live on your land. The Empire plans to deposit a hundred thousand in Empire coin for it. I would suggest you bring your people along to reason. You don’t have much choice in it.” He said.

Cre nodded. “You have made your point on it. The Empire will get the land and their people may arrive when they prefer. Is there anything else?” Cre said.

“Sure is. The Queen of Dar wants you to understand neither the Federation or Dar Empire wish you or yours any bad will. Her message is simple. We wish there to be a friendship and marriage between our people. Despite today’s events she does not see the Krull as enemies only family one day soon enough when your people have learned up on the culture and ways of the Dar and Federation of Worlds. I will be on my way.” Max said.

Cre nodded. “The Empire deplomate is leaving. No one will stop him, talk to him or do him any harm. Am I understood?” Cre said.

Max laughed as the others said nothing but they moved aside to give him room to leave. He nodded to Cre. “Good luck to you and yours. I might see you again some day. If I do-“

“-death will follow you. Thank you Mr. Maximum. You have given me a useful lesson on politics I will never forgot. Now that your job is concluded here I expect her Majesty has more cultures for you to visit and bring to heel. I have to tend to my burial of the last prince and heir to my tribe.” Cre said.

Max laughed. “You people are a very odd folk. Very stiff and uppity lot. You need to enjoy life more. It’ll work out lad. The queen does have a affection for your people inspite of this minor disappointment.” He said and walked out calmly with his hands in his pockets. He whistled a happy tone.

Cre stared after the assassin of the Empire. Woodrow opened his mouth but Cre looked at him. The other man froze. “You will allow that demon to leave here before he brings in the demons of the Empire on us. You will not endanger the tribe. We gave them our word that if one of us broke one of their rules then it was a death sentence. You will hold your frame or I will remove your tongue from your mouth. Tell the elders what happened.” He said but when Woodrow didn’t move fast enough Cre took out his Silver Fang knife. “I gave you an order. You’ll do as I say and nothing more or you’ll not leave this tent alive.” He said in heated whisper.

Woodrow looked around at the others. No one moved or said a word. Cre grabbed the front of Woodrow’s shirt. “I said get going. Move.” Cre said and shoved Woodrow back toward the entrance.

Woodrow turned and ran away. Cre turned back to Crowley’s body on the carpet. He knelt down putting away his Silver Fang in his shieve. He stared at Crowley’s emotionless spiritless face. “No sons to carry on your name or carry on our tale. They have robbed us my Lord. They have stolen you away from us. One day we’ll make them pay. May you rest with your ancestors. Sleep well.” Cre said and he closed the eyelids of Crowley.

Cre looked up as he heard someone come into the tent. The old one Rolle stood in the entrance. He took two steps in and then he knelt down beside Cre. “Woodrew attempted to defy you.” He said.

Cre shook his head. “I will have to kill him. He cannot control himself. He will get us all killed with his wild emotions.” He said.

Rolle shook his head. “The others held him back. The elders will judge him. We most leave soon. The Empire and Federation are coming to enslave us. We must find a new home.” He said and reached inside Crowley’s shirt to remove his royal family symbol. It was the symbol of oddly shaped star medallion. “I remember the day I placed this around his neck. It was mark of hope and new life.”

Cre nodded. “Yes. I remember. We must also find some means to defend ourselves against the invaders now that we know their intentions for us.” He said.

Rolle nodded. “I know. Luckily we won’t have to go far to forge a new beginning or alliances. There is still a wedding to be finalized with the Breakers.” He said and then he put the medallion around Cre’s neck.

Cre stared at him. “Elder. You can’t think to trick the Breakers into accepting me as a false Prince of the Krull. I am not-” He began.

Rolle shook his head. “You took hold of the role and you acted accordingly. We must bury your cousin now and head out to the mountains first before we head to the Breakers to finalize the wedding.” He said.

Cre frowned. “Why the mountains first?” He asked.

Rolle smiled rising to his feet. “You must claim the Catalyst only then will you have the means to lead our people to freedom and wed the Breaker Princess.” He said.

Plans for a Star Wars Parody…

I’m going to do it. My way of course. It’s something I have been thinking about off and on for a couple of weeks now. I have to start planning out what type of story it’s going to be but in general it’s going to be popcorn fantasy fun ride.

God I can’t stand Harrison Ford. That old fuck ruined the character Han Solo for me. I’m going to rant a bit. That old ass fuck is such an annoying asshole. Not a good fun loving asshole but pure bitter bitch drunken old ass asshole.

This dude hated Han Solo for his own stupid reasons. He was all to willing to have the chance to kill that character off when he came back for Disney’s the force awakens.

Anyway. I got an idea of sorts in my head. George Lucas said that he was going for a decent enough tribute to Flash Gordan. A space opera feel with family elements. Simple story though. Big bad guys have princess and young hero along with handsome asshole must save princess and defeat the evil bad guys in space.

Now. I didn’t grow up with Flash Gordan the TV show. I just saw the movie as a kid. Kick ass movie by the way.

What I grow up with is anime shows and action movies.

Most importantly video games. If I can stick to the formula it will be “Something Wars” I haven’t got the name just yet. But it has to be something with Wars in the name.

I’ll need a wise old man. A young hero. Princess. Impossible mission. A dragon or empire of evil. Underdog story. The antangist will have to be strong and scary.

Science fantasy theme. Maybe some horror.

hmm.

It’s a work in progress….

It need guns.

Experiment: Logan Jones (Nighttime study) Ch9

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 (Rebirth) Ch2

Logan blinked several times and then realized he was alive. He stood was again back in King Harold’s magical summoning great hall room. He was surrounded by many other young people ages from sixteen to twenty-one. It was a mixed group of youths all under the age of thirty. Though not all of them were from earth as Logan. He was dressed in a black shirt, jeans and boots. The same clothes he had had on when he had been working at his Uncle Frank’s gun range. He realized he had really gone back in time. He had gone back to the day he had been summoned to this world.

Many of the young people were from many worlds and in the realm. Logan knew most of them. There were more then a few handful youths that were going to die soon. Only a few of them would reach the country ruled by the demon lord herself.

He felt a sense he was repeating a moment in his past again. Only it was reliving a breath of a moment of confusion before a nightmare was about to begin. He was back where he started. The beginning from the day he had been summoned to this place with the others.

He looked around finding the members of the group he was going to be attached to in a few minutes. He ducked away behind a pillar away from the crowd of confused youths. “System menu!” He said.

His system menu appeared before him. It was a floating menu in front of him no one could see but himself. The pale blue floating menu listed his name and skill set.

Logan Jones

Class: Bard

Level: 219

Skills: Song magic. Minor healing. Marksmanship. Charm. Intelligence.

Alliances: None

There it was. A short list of all that he had going for him. He had upgraded to level 200 at least. He still didn’t have the necessary skills to survive this world. That was going to change though. He looked up when he felt someone watching him.

It was Darla. She stood taller then every youth in the group dressed like a archer in dark deer leather armor. She staring at him with sexual interest. She even gave him a little smile. A shy smile. He got a flash back to the first time he had saw her. He smiled and gave her wink. Her cheeks flushed with heat and her eyes were excited. He quickly looked away. He was surprised.

Darla was virgin and she had had a crush on him from the start. Well that wasn’t true. Darla had a obsession of Logan the first time they met. Logan had to shake himself out of that mod of thinking. This was the first time they met.

“CHOSEN HEROES. COME FOREWORD. WELCOME TO THE REALM OF GRIM OLD.” The chief wizard adviser spoke up from the front calling the kidnapped “heroes” to the front. King Harold and his wizards stood with him.

Harold was a tall handsome man dressed in shinning magical armor for effect. Harold studied them with his magical eyes. Logan felt that magical eye lock on him once before moving on to the others.

Logan noticed when Harold’s attention locked on Vince. Vince was dressed in a white military navy academy uniform and he stood out among the crowd. Vince had just graduated from military school with honors. Logan followed the crowd staying in the back mostly but he did notice how Darla was drawing closer to him.

Princess Jasmine a beautiful golden hair witch dressed in white armor. She stood to her father’s right watching the crowd. She was studying them all. She focused on Logan then. He knew the plan she had going in her head. She had played him and distracted him in pivotal moments that cost him time and education in magic.

He had to block that witch from fucking with his plan. Darla was close enough now. He turned toward when the others were up front more and they were the last to gather closer. The king was about to make a bullshit speech to enchant the crowd of fools into a death march.

Logan held out his hand to her. “I’m Logan Jones. What’s your name?” He asked her smoothly.

Darla stared at his face before she snapped out of her sexual trance before she took his hand. She started to speak in her own language until it shifted into something I could understand. “I’m Darla Demure of Saints. My profession is archer and magical warrior. What is your profession Mr. Logan?” She said.

Logan nodded. “Nice to meet you Darla. I am a marksman by trade and a I like to entertain people especially women. I hope we’ll be able too get know each other in the future in personal way. Do you like to be entertained?” He said.

Darla frowned. “You wish to have sex with me?” She asked in open honesty.

Logan nodded his head again. “Of course. That’s why I’m talking to you as you know. That’s also why you’re talking to me now. You want want to ride too. I know you do.” He said smoothly.

Darla stared at me. “Oh. Well you’re sure of yourself.” She said.

Logan smiled at her until her cheeks flushed with heat.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 32

Beau sat in wheel chair in his apartment dorm room facing a wide screen 22 inch wall plat screen television. There was a live news footage of Rider getting out of prison. Rider walked with careful walk. His eyes were staring straight ahead as he carried his box of personal items and his duffle bag. Rider silver blue metal necklace was around his neck. He was dressed in casual jeans and white dress shirt and beat up sneakers. He doubted it was the outfit that he had went in with. It was outfit that had been assigned to him to wear for the photo shoot.

Beau took a sip from his tall glass of ice sweet tea. He grimaced wishing it was wine but then he shook his head knowing that wouldn’t a good idea. He was twenty-four months sober and trying to keep it that way for Jessica and Angel’s sake’s.

Beau watched as a camera focused on Rider. He walked up to news platform set up outside of the prison. President Smith and other politicians stood and waved him toward them to speak at the podium. Rider looked pale a lot leaner. His eyes though is what made Beau’s head began to hurt. Rider was still riding the line between control and madness. Nightmares swam behind his dark eyes.

Rider still obeyed the summons from the President. He shook hands with her. He nodded his head to whatever bullshit she said to him. He then took his position facing the reporters and looked down at the speech prepared for him to read.

Beau set his glass down on the floor. There was a beep on his communicator. Beau took a breath. “Mute Television.” He said. The plate screen and the words muted in red letters was on the screen.

Beau tapped his communicator pin attached to his jacket. “Techno here.” He said.

“Beau. Are you watching the press conference with Rider?” Martin asked.

Beau was quiet watching Rider read off his speech. He couldn’t hear the words and was thankful for it. “Yeah. I’m watching it now. He just needs to get through it before they’ll let him go.” Beau said in calm even toned voice.

“Brother. He knew what he was getting into when he took that deal. At least now he knows who these bastards really are. I know he was your friend but we did try to warn him they would turn on him.” Martin said.

Beau chuckled. “He’s not as smart as you are brother. He never saw this coming. He’s just a victim of his own ideals. The only thing I want now is for them to leave him alone. He belongs to us now. He survived though I know they had to put him through the shit. He survived.” He said.

Martin was quiet. “I’m sorry brother we couldn’t get him out.” He said.

Beau sighed and then stared at the screen as Rider lifted his hand and pointed at someone. He froze. “Volume on!” He said.

The volume on the plate screen was turned on.

Rider was speaking to a young pretty Super. The young mutant had silver blond hair, she was dressed a white suit jacket and skirt who was standing up. The crowd of reporters around her were silent. Pictures flashed but Rider held her gaze. “My time is done. Save our people. You’ve got a long fight on your hands of a different kind now. It’s a fight you will need different types of weapons to fight. Your speech and your Super noble mind. The future of our kind and generations to come depend on your wisdom and your determination. This time it’s not some dead alien. This time it’s your own government. Your own people. Your own normal country men. You fight for your children and their future. Fight to make sure they don’t fall. You want a hero to look up to look in the mirror sister. You’re a mother and sister of our kind. You’re ready to fight encourage our kind to push on when many would see us dead and gone. That’s my hero.” Rider said and turned started walking away as pictures flashed.

Beau’s mind flashed back to that moment when he was speared in the chest waiting to die finally. Wishing for it but he wanted to live. He felt it.

“Beau?! Beau are you seeing this? What the hell is happening?! Is he doing what I think he’s doing?!” Martin said in growing alarm.

Beau nodded his head. “He’s using his powers on her but his powers are expanding out through the damn camera and crowd. He’s gotten stronger. What the fuck is this!?” He said.

Beau’s phone went off in his pocket. He got it out and answered it. “What the fuck have you’ve done? He was supposed to lose his powers when he was collared.” Beau said.

E’s laughter sent a chill down Beau’s spine. “I told you brother. He would survive. The threat of his illness and his loyalty to the normals has been stomped out. He’s fully on the side of his people. Do you want to meet him?” She said.

Beau hung up on her without answering her. This wasn’t what he wanted. This complicated things and he already could see trouble for Rider once they’re enemies realized what Rider’s real powers were. This wasn’t at all what he wanted.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 20

“What the fuck is this?” said the male mutant that was supposed to kill Beau

Beau turned to the fire and lightning breather. “This us turning ourselves in. It’s what you and the government came in here to do. Take us in.”

“Your fucking around.” The Fire breather said. “Your just fucking with us to hide your power. I’ve seen the footage of you and Rider in action.”

Beau smiled. “You sound a bit fearful. What’s a matter son? You afraid your staring at your future.”

The fire breather took out his gun and shot Beau in the chest. The bullet knocked Beau back in his seat. Beau hissed. “Son of bitch that hurt.” He gasped out and spat blood on the floor. He smiled at the Fire breather. “You must be the mercenary of the group.”

“Beau! What the fuck happened? You son of a bitch.” E said moving out of her chair and fell to the floor. “Damn it. Damn it.” She pounded her fists on the floor. “What the fuck is happening? Tell me!”

“I’m fine. Calm down. Sit down and don’t get up again.”

“Mr. Lucas. Could you explain the situation with you and your friend’s mutations.” Major Benjamin asked.

Beau pulled himself up with one arm. “The fall out of the alien’s radiation damaged our bodies in different ways. I-I died the first day and was brought back barely in this form with no legs or ability to barely function without the powers. Even then I’m limited to the time I have to spend using the powers. I’m in consent pain from using the radiation to form legs and two weeks ago I lost fifty percent ability in my right arm.

My sister behind me lost her sight and some movement functions after the blast. She can use the radiation to see blurry images of individuals forms but she can’t see in 20/20 or anything near that vision. She’s blind. It’s common for the Supers hit hardest in the hell zone to have handicapped abilities.” Beau said and looked at the fire breather. “Where you in the city when the alien landed on us?”

The fire breath frowned. He said nothing. Beau nodded though.

“You have side effects to then. You either don’t know about them or your covering them up. It’s no use living that way. Reality is still reality.” Beau said.

“What side effects does Lightning Rider have then?” Major Benjamin asked. “He seems to have more stability then you and the-“

“He’s dying.” Beau said bluntly. “Rider will be dead in less then five years because of the radiation and heart failure. He’s on borrowed time. So he has to make the most of his time before he goes. All of the people the president had on the podium have side effects of some kind that will shorten our life spans. Major. Is there a cure or some type of hospital care we can get in jail or whatever place your taking us to.”

“Stop lying to them.” E said. “There is nothing wrong with eh.” E stopped talking because she went into a coughing fit that lasted several minutes until she stopped to catch her breath slowly. “Damn it.”

Beau stared at Major Benjamin. “Is there any way you can help us? We’re willing to go to prison or do whatever service you need us to do. But, we would like some medical assistance. We’ve been surviving and waiting months for the government to let us the hell out of here so we can get treatment of some kind.. We can’t go on like this. This like a slow fucking painful death for most us.” He said.

Major Benjamin shook his head. “I’m sorry son but I can’t guarantee anything right now. We’ll take you in and I’ll talk to my supervisors for you and your friend. Once they see how serious your situation is something will have to be done. One last question before we go. What about the tunnels?”

Beau shrugged shaking his head. “We searched them and made contact with people left down there. Anything above sub ground level is dangerous enough. You go below and it’s a different world with even more deadly mutations. They die like flies down there. They want to be left alone to suffer quietly. You won’t be able to open the subway system again right now if not a hundred years from now. Can you please take us away from this place?”

Major Benjamin straightened and nodded to his people who put their weapons down. “Are you ready to leave?”

Beau snorted in laughter. “Sir. I’ve been ready to leave this prison island five months ago. If they put me in a prison hole it will be better then being in a place I’ve seen my friends die in my arms from radiation poisoning. Let’s go.”

Beau woke as he was being wheeled down a white hall way. He looked around but E was gone. He was alone. He looked behind to see a muscled guard in grey uniform pushing down the hall way toward a black door with the letters BT on it.

Beau noticed a few things. 1) The pain his legs was down to low ache. He could hear whispers behind the other closed doors to his left and right. 2) There was a strange buzzing sound coming from the florescent lights above his head. It hurt his ears to hear and made the hair on his arms stand up at attention. The last and most important thing he noticed a part of him was missing. His powers were gone. But something was off about it. He still felt it. Something of that power an echo of some kind was in his mind.

He was quiet as he neared the door and it slide open to reveal a office room with computer workstation and a single sized bed on the floor to the near wall. It was small space.

The wheeled him inside and then placed a black folder in his lap. Beau picked up and opened it to see a set of projects he would be assigned to finish for the current month for a series of weapons and technical advancements to weapon systems.

Beau knew he could get them done by the end of the month. He just wondered if he could get away with imputing melfunctions into the medels without them noticing.

“You can’t!” The guard answered hearing his thoughts.

Beau didn’t look up. “Do you know anything about weapon designs or have a degree in engineering?”

“No. But I can read your mind from a mile away and know when your planning on bullshiting the normals. I would ordered to terminate you.”

Beau nodded. “Well then sense you can’t help me with my work you take your fat ass out of my cell so I can get to work. Like you said you don’t need to be in my way to read my mind so get the fuck on bitch.”

The guard was quiet but then turned and left the room. The door slid closed and Beau heard a loud audible heavy lock fall in place on the door.

Blue Technomancer CHAPTER 6

Beau was stationed on the ground just outside the store entrance with the rifle and pistol while Rider was inside trying to find out how many people they had to deal with. He had his back against the wall. Suddenly, the ground started shaking but only in the store. Beau looked inside the store. A thick blue fog was inside. But I heard the sound of fighting.

Seconds later six mutants Rat humanoid blue men came out fog screaming with guns. They saw Beau and charged toward him yelling. Beau swung his pistol around took aim and he fired on them killing one and wounding the others and ducked behind rocky cover to reload. He heard a flash bang sound go off suddenly and followed by a dying scream before several bodies fell down.

Beau peeked out to see Rider coming to him and threw him a pistol with two other people and the mutants dead on the ground. Rider held up an extra magazine. Beau reached out with his right hand the magazine flew into his grasp. “What happened?” He asked.

Rider shook his head. “It was a set up. The mutants wanted to eat us. I made a deal the two gentlemen with me though if they help us out I’ll get them weapons, food and medical treatment from Doc E. I’ll introduce you.” He said helping Beau up onto his back and lifting him up.

Beau turned his attention to the two twenty year old men walked over to meet him. They were dressed in jeans and leather jackets. Rider pointed to the man in looked in his mid twenties with short red hair blue eyes that gave off a pale glow. His skin also had a tint of blue in it. “This is Eddie Long. He’s an earth specialist. His friend over here is Vince. He can see through walls and is good with communication. Fellas. This is my partner Beau Lucas. He’s our marksman and he’s got powers that work best with metal and machinery.” Rider said.

Eddie snorted. “Look at this shit. A fucking lightning guy and a cripple gun nerd with magic techno powers.” He said laughing at Beau’s condition.

Vince grimaced and studied Beau with flash of blue light that came out of his eyes. “Is what the lightning guy said about you helping us with food and medical treatment true? The truth.” He asked.

Beau nodded his head. “Yeah. Doctor E will help you and tell you if you need treatment for your conditions.” Beau said quickly not thinking about how easily he talked and answered without thought. “That’s scary.” He said as he realised that Vince had an ability to make people do things on command.

“What’s that?!” Rider asked.

Beau gave Rider a steady gaze. “Vince has an ability to use light or some type of hypnotic light and energy with in his eyes. Light and a few commands and he make anybody do what he wants. It’s a clever trick.” Beau said.

Rider grunted in acknowledgement. His eyes changed.

“It’s not a trick. It’s my power. It’ll be helpful to you to if you make good on your word about the doctor.” Vince said.

Eddie shrugged. “Not really. It’s how his power works. Here’s the deal. My friend and I aren’t getting into any bullshit danger yo help you. If you two yahoos want to go up against the ape men…well.”

“Ape men. That’s who has the women?” Beau said and looked at Rider. “How did you know?” He asked him.

Rider stared at Eddie. “Your sure they’re ape men. Blue hair and giant brick shit houses.” He said.

Eddie and Vince nodded. “So we got a deal then?” He said.

Rider nodded. “We have a deal but you can’t punk out on us the last minute. We’ll take care of the danger you get in to position and protect the females when they need it.” He said.

Eddie looked at Vince. “Do it!” He said.

Vince looked at Rider flashing a light into his face from his eyes again. “Kill the cripple and take us to Doctor E first and we’ll..holy shit.” Vince said but stopped as electrical energy suddenly surrounded his body in a force field of lightning and violent energy.

Eddie snarled and the ground under them shook. “Let him go fucker or I’ll send you and legless to fucking China.” He said.

Rider’s eyes glowed with lightning power as he lifted his hand. “No more games. If you attempt to hurt my friend or use me to do so. I will kill you and your friend instantly. I will keep my word to you but if you fuck with me again all bets are off and I’ll take your asses down with me to hell with me.” He said.

“Fine. Fine. Damn it. Fine. Fine. Your crazy psycho. We’ll take you to them and help rescue the girls.” Eddie said.

“Good.” Rider said and let the fore field down around Vince.

A second it was let down Beau lifted his hand and formed a collar around Vince’s neck. The collar had a blue light on it that flickered. Both men freaked.

“What the fuck is this shit? Get it off me!” Vince said as he attempted to pull at the collar.

“Get that collar off him freak. We had a deal.” Eddie said.

Beau looked at him. “Wrong. You had a deal with Rider. You tried to use my friend to kill me. We ain’t got shit between us mother fucker. You’ll take us to the building. You’ll help us out with the rescue and I’ll let your friend live. You try any of your sneaky shit again all pop his head off like a cherry bumb and put a bullet between your big ears bitch mother fucker-ah.” He said.

Eddie stared at Beau. “Holy shit. Your a black dude aren’t you.” He said.

Beau smiled. “Fuck you.” He said.

The building was one of the few still standing in Times Square. The reason for that was the large pieces of alien body parts logged into it. This left the building glowing like a night light in the twilight of day and evening.

“The fuck. Their in there. I ain’t going inside that alien monster building.” Eddie Long said voicing a fear they all had of entering the other worldly building.

“You’ll go inside or I’ll fucking blast your ass with electricity. A deal is a deal. Vince can you see what section the females are held in?” Rider said.

“5th floor. Damn it. They’ve got fucking kids in that space. Some of them are…damn it. I’m going in. Eddie.” Vince said and looked at his red head friend.

“Fine. Shit. Fine.” Eddie cursed. “I’ll take us up. Mother fucker, you will have to distract or draw them away from the females. I ain’t fighting them fucking blue demons. Leave the cripple behind. He’s no good to anyone even with a gun.” He said.

“Rider let me down.” Beau said.

Rider did so as Beau gathered metals around from the building and in the city and formed legs as he got to his feet. Two blue 1911s appeared in his hands. His full head helmet formed over his face and head surprising the two men as he turned to look at them as he came to his feet ready for battle.

They stared at him with wide eyes. Vince shook his head. “What the fuck are you?” He said.

“Shit man. You could have told us you could do that shit from the jump man. Shit.” Eddie said with unease in his shaky voice.

“Long. Figure out a way to shield the hostages with your power. Vince you try to keep the women and children calm. Rider and I will be the distraction and take out their main forces. If you and friend run out on us and they end up all dead. I’ll find you Eddie and I’ll send you ass to son with hell storm of bullets. You can be sure of that shit.” He said and walked toward the building with Rider following.

“Fuck you too man. Hurry up. We’ll keep up our end of the deal asshole.” Eddie said.

The guards at the entrance drew on them but Beau was already unloading bullets in them before they walked past the entrance. Beau jumped over the bodies and headed inside with Rider quickly running fast catch up with Beau as they advance toward open door way that lead upstairs.

They moved fast taking the stairs two at a time. They reached the third floor and a door burst apart as a muscled ape man grabbed Beau and threw him over the railing.

Rider roared blasting the ape man with lightning only to stare as the ape man knocked him aside and started strangling him.

Beau leaped over the railing kicked the ape man in the head sending him flying back. Rider grasped for air and stared as Beau faced off against the ape man with shot gun in his hands and unloaded a blast of blue shotgun rounds into the ape man twice before kicking him over the railings with both feet.

“Fucking hell.” He said and turned to Rider throwing him the shot gun. “Save the lightning shit for a full on punch. Let’s go.” He said.

“How the fuck! Did get back up here?! Can you fly?” Rider asked.

Beau grinned. “Jet boots. I got the idea from you.” He said with a wink.

Rider stared at him and snorted. “Fucking hell Beau. Let’s go!” He said

Beau’s pistols came to his hand and he started advancing up the stairs leading the way. Rider took a breath looking shaky for second as he leaned against the wall and then he dragged himself up using the wall and pushed himself to follow Beau. Beau got to the 5th floor and the door exploded apart as gun fire rained out into the hallway and then stopped a moment.

“Jackie girl. You in there.” Beau yelled.

“Beau?! Run. Beau your alive!? No wait. You can’t ahh!” Jackie was silenced with a loud slap.

“Son of a bitch. Fuckers. Let the women and children go or I’ll fucking paint the walls with your blood.” Beau said.

“Come out Beau. Is it?! We’ll give you your girl. But want those nice guns of yours. Threw em inside first.”

Beau grimaced and prepared to head inside Rider stopped him shaking his head. “Getting killed isn’t going to help her or the rest. We need you with us if we’re going to stand a chance to take out these fuckers.” He whispered to Beau.

“I’m open to any ideas you got.” Beau said.

“Can you make a mirror so we can see inside?” Rider asked.

Beau started to nod but then stopped. He smiled. “I got one better for you. Flash Bang! Can you do it?” He said.

Rider frowned and then laughed. “No problem.” He said and snapped his fingers.

I loud bang of light flashed inside the room. Women screamed and then bodies fell down.

Beau and Rider raced inside as Eddie and Vince floated up on an earth pillar and put a wall of earth between the women and the men.

Rider unloaded shotgun rounds on the nearest ape man and then sent a shock wave into the rest of them. But they all shook it and started to attack. The floor gave way under ape men suddenly sending them down several flights of floors to ground level where they died.

Beau’s mask and guns fell away as the wall of earth vanished and he stood face to face with Jackie. She was the same Red headed beauty in blue jeans and green blouse. No. Her eyes were different. She stared at him and then held up her hands with came near him.

“Don’t touch me.” She said.

“Honey. I know I look different but it’s still me. The same Beau Lucas.” Beau said in confusion and hurt in his voice.

She shook her head. “No. No. Your not him. He’s dead. Your just some freak pretending to be my Beau. Your not my Beau.” She said with tears in her eyes glaring at Beau like he was monster come to steal her soul.

James Potter and the Court of Owls Chapter 4

James sat by the fireplace waiting as an image of a beautiful woman in her early forties appeared in the flames of the fireplace. She smiled at him.

“Happy Birthday Harry. Today your real journey begins today.” Ava Nightingale said in voice filled with warmth and pleasure.

James smiled at her. “Hello mother. Your looking well. Dad tells me you have some job offers to talk to me about. I’m up for hearing them but I also have somethings I wish to discuss with you.”

Ava’s image blinked in confusion at him and then studied his face closely and her smile faded away. “Something happened. Are you alright? Is your father with you?”

James nodded and tried to keep up his smile on his face in order not to overall worry his mother. “Yes. We got a visitor to our home looking for dad. He and I dealt with it there was also something else that happened.”

Ava shook her head. “Can you give me a little bit more detail on what or who came looking for your father?”

James looked over at his father who was now busy repairing the large hole left by the destruction of the Dementor. Angus glanced back at him and smiled and waved him back to his conversation with Ava.

James looked back at his mother. “It a creature Dad had been hunting for the-his boss. It was a dangerous creature. He had to use his hybrid weapon on it. I used my Patronus. We destroyed it so now we’re all safe now.”

“Hybrid weapon? Is that what he calls that silly monstrous weapon now?”

Angus started laughing in the background as he started to his work with some plywood, hammer and nails. He said nothing else so James focused on his mother.

“No. That’s what how I think of his 1911SC. A hybrid of magi craftsmanship and non-magi technological advance. It is very powerful weapon he uses to focus his power.”

“Angus allowed you to go into battle with him?” Ava asked in a strange tone.

James nodded. “Yes. I am of age. I told him so and he accepted me as an adult.”

“Harry. Your father did not need your assistance. He is a powerful wizard in his own who has not yet even reached his full measure of his powers. He will become the most powerful wizard in the modern era. You come a long line of powerful lords of magic and you are his heir. You have decades to go before you even touch his level and you are his heir.”

James nodded but still stared at his mother. “I know. But I am an adult now. I am a man. If I am to achieve me promise then I must-”

“-If?!” Ava said at him in shocked surprised. “You are Harry Potter. You will become every bit of strong wizard as your father and his fathers before him. Why are you doubting yourself at the beginning of your rise?”

James looked away. “I-I felt dad’s power when he took hold of his weapon. It was like a blanket of raw power and intent to destroy anything that got in his way. I don’t know. I know if I can live up to it.” He said honestly.

“James.” Angus called out to his son.

James looked up toward his father. Angus stared at him. “You are your own man now I’m proud of who you right now.. But, your still my son. Your mother and I didn’t leave nothing out in raising you. You hear me?”

James stared at his father and then nodded. “Yes Sir.” He said and then turned back to his mother that was studying him.

Ava was quietly staring at him as he finished explaining to her his thoughts on his father’s weapon. “Indeed. Did something else happen before the Dementor arrived.”

James frowned. “Yes. I had a dream about the night you sent me to live with father.” He said calmly.

Ava stared at him. “Did your vision involve me or my parts of the events that night.”

James grimaced but shook his head. “No. The dream was centered around Professor Longbottom, Tan Tan and dad having a short chat before they handed me over to dad and left. It doesn’t make any sense. Why am I having dreams like this now of all times?!”

“It wasn’t a dream. I made a mistake and underestimated how jealous people are of the Potter name and how many enemies your father has. Your father is a powerful wizard. Your father could have had any woman he wanted before after me.” She said staring at him.

Angus snorted in laughter and James looked at him. “What? Mom likes you a lot.”

“Tell your mother if she’s so grateful toward me then she can come around the house and I can provide her couple more kids for my grand legacy.”

James stared at his father. “Dad. Are you serious!?”

“Tell her!” Angus ordered.

James turned his head back to Ava’s concerned face. He smiled. “Dad says sense your so grateful to him for giving you a child then he would gladly provide you with more children if you were so inclined.”

Ava stared at him. “Harry. Now that you are in your adulthood. You’ll have to decide the course you need to take in life. I have positions in my company in the entry level of magical spell engineering. You can have it any time you want?”

“James. What’s her answer to my question.” Angus asked.

James’ face flushed with heat. “Mother. Ah Dad would like an answer to his question.”

Ava sighed. “Tell your father I will consider it when you have figured out your course in life and gone off on your own however, I will be around later in the week to have a cup of tea with him when I have finished my work. Remind him I still have the port key he crafted for me.”

James turned to his father. “Mom said she has to finish up some stuff at work and send you an Owl when she’s freed up but she also still has the port key your gave her so be ready when she comes by for a cup of tea.”

Angus nodded. “Alright. That’s good. I’ll do my best to convince your mother in bed when hit the sheets. Does your mother know about the Horn Serpent Patronus of yours?”

James nodded his head silently. “Yeah. Dad could give us a moment.”

Angus held up his hands. “Alright. Alright. I’ll leave you and your mother be. I got to go get other tools in the back down go near the front until I get back.” He said and then held up his hand a magical shield went up around the front of the entrance before he turned and left.

James turned back to his mother to see her smiling at him again. “What?”

“Your not coming to London.” Ava said with a nod her her head. “Your staying in the States?” She said with and assurance in her voice of it.

James sighed. “No. I’m not sure right now about it. I’m interested in getting an Auror position here. The plan will still be the same. I’ll work my way up the ministry and then head into the position of President like we’ve planned out.” James said.

Ava nodded. “I hear a but somewhere. What do you want?”

“Power.” James said softly. “I want what Dad has. Mother. Dad is powerful. He has real power.”

Ava pursed her lips but nodded. “Yes he does.”

“Have you seen him use that weapon he has. He killed a Dementors with it. He shoot fireballs of lightning out of it without being drained of any energy it seems. It was wicked. I have seen or read about anyone do what he does without using a phoenix core wand. He’s even the president here. How is that possible.”

Ava shrugged. “Maybe you need to ask him but at this point I wouldn’t ask him why he never chose to become the President of the American Congress of magic.”

James froze. “Why wouldn’t you?” He asked her.

Ava narrowed her focus on him. “Because it’s not a good question. Your father has his own reasons for why he’s in the position he’s in. Your a back sight you have the power to see into the past events of peoples and hear their thoughts. It’s a gift that takes time to develop over time and your going to end up working out the gift backwards and and present. No. I can’t explain it to you. You’ll have to experience it yourself. You’ll eventually find out the reason for that question but a better question that serves your purpose of gaining power is-”

Ava paused to give James time to think of the answer. He frowned shaking his head. He couldn’t think of it the only thing that came to his mind was-”

“Say it!” Ava said.

“Why did he stop using a wand?” I asked. “Did you ever use your back sight to see into his past? Did you ever find the answer?”

Ava shook her head. “No. No matter how many times I’ve tried. I can’t figure it out and I don’t know the reason he chose me. It’s like he walks outside of our reach to see into the events and patterns of the past or the power of oracles to see into the future. I don’t know. But, if you want to become like your father or gain his level power then you need to ask him or-”

“-I need to ask him to teach me become just as powerful as he is.” James said softly.

Ava nodded. “Yes. You can become his apprentice and shadow him and you’ll find your answer.”

“Mother. I read letter. Do you still think that way about yourself?” James said.

Ava stared at him. “It doesn’t matter.”

James pursed his lips. “I think your a powerful and a brilliant wizard. I think that’s the reason Dad choose you and wanted to start a family with-”

“-I have to go Harry. I love you. If your father approves of taking you on as his apprentice then you must obey his ever command and never doubt any decision he makes is to protect you because he loves you. We both love you and that is the only thing that matters. Remember that.” Ava said before her image disappeared and the fireplace became empty.

James stared at the empty fireplace and wondered if he had gone to far but then he knew that nothing was going to stop him.

Terry Sergio: Silverback Episode 18

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End of 2nd series….

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Astro Bros Episode 20

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End of 2nd Series…..

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Unleash the archers: Green & Glass video review

Honestly, never heard of this band in particular but I like the sound and energy of them. The lead vocals is pretty good and again digging the sound. I will have to give the song a couple of listens before I will decide if I really dig it.

The music video is what I want to talk about. A day coworker of mean suggested I give the video a look and see. He said it has the artistic echos of ordinarily HeavyMetal the movie.

I have to say I agree. It’s all done with A.I. models and dystopia setting. It’s not a entirely copy of HeavyMetal but has that look and appeal to it though the story is different.

It gives me ideas though for improve my cyberpunk dreams story world. I give the video and story 4 out of 5 or hell yeah it’s fun and good storytelling.

Warm Regards

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