Kylie lay on her bed with a small smile on her face. Clara Kingsman, Jack’s mother and Kylie’s guardian in the absence of her parents, had just left her room. The two had spoken for hours about how her Labour had gone, and it was safe to say that for Kylie, this talk had been very beneficial. Clara understood Kylie’s feeling’s better than anyone had so far, and she was quick to sympathize with her. She had spent most of the time comforting Kylie and assuring her that her feelings of guilt were proof that she was alive and warm, unlike the Undead. While she had said much of the same things that Michael and Davies had echoed long before her return to the family, for some reason, it sounded different coming from Clara’s mouth. Kylie could feel her heart regaining its light after speaking to Clara and while she had not forgotten the memory or feeling of her hands taking the lives of others, her heart was not heavily weighed down by that memory.*To think that after all that we told you, i
*You are sure that he is going to come? Huh*“I am confident. He knows I returned today. He will come today.”*I thought you didn’t know much about him. Was it not only recently that you two got closer? Yet you seem quite close now if you can predict his actions*“We may not have known each other very long, but I feel close to Grandmaster Kaizo. I know he will come today.”*Well, speak of the devil. He is already here*The night breeze found its way into Kylie’s room as a dark shadow made its way into the darkened room. His entry was as silent as a night whisper, and his intrusion went unnoticed by the scores of elite guards of the Kingsman clan. Even though the elders were staying the night, they too were unable to discern his visit. After all, how could they perceive what even the great Crowned Lion King, Galbraith Kingsman, could not?“It seems you were waiting for me,” Grandmaster Kaizo chuckled as he took his seat next to the child he regarded as his granddaughter.Unlike their f
The next day arrived swiftly. Each day was usually filled with normalcy in the Kingsman mansion, but today was bound to be different. After all, today, the great archangel Michael was going to personally train Kylie! Due to this, the elders had not left either and had chosen to attend the young Beastman’s training. If they would be unable to see the Hand of Destruction through petitions and requests, then they would wait for him to finish his training before ambushing him. There was no way that Michael would be able to avoid them all if they were in the same room as him. Or so they thought. When they arrived at the training grounds however, they only met the current instructor, Shattering Lion, and the other members of the younger generation. While Jack and Davies had returned to training, Kylie and the Hand of Destruction were nowhere to be found!“Where are the headliners of today’s main event, Shattering Lion?” an elder who bore a striking resemblance to Philip walked ahead of the
Many legends dominate the realms of men. And each one is as unbelievable as the others; for that’s what legends are. They boggle the minds and provoke the thoughts of the self-conscious man. They give adults a magical potion that keeps their kids satisfied at night and lure them into the deep embrace of sleep. For children, however, legends are things they can dream about without any reservations. This story is a legend that is true; a legend that to all other fictions acts as a reprove. This is the legend of the New Moon. But to understand this legend, you must first be sent back in time. To the time before the world truly began; before dinosaurs dominated the earth. This was the time of the rebellion.In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was GodThey say everything has a beginning. And that is true. For what can die that hasn’t been born? But to every rule there is an exception. And to every norm an abnormal. This abnormal was called God. He had no
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was without form and void; and great darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God hovered over the surface of the waters. The Holy Spirit watched the earth with great emotion. Oh how long it had been!It had been a century since the destruction of earth. Finally the Spirit of the Ruler came down upon it and rebirthed it; He returned to the land forlorn and rebuilt it. Like an architect visiting a once grand design the Spirit of the Lord sighed in sadness at the souls that had been lost. Those beings that had been created from His reflection had given up their place for a path that wasn't meant for them. He may have judged them justly, but His heart still ached at the thought of all who had been lost - especially the one who led it all. He gave it light in the form of the sun and moon and created everything in it. Once he was done he sighed in pity. For he could sense the auras of those that surviv
“Sorry Professor,” Kylie hastily apologized whiles scanning the room for Davies. She could lways count on him for a place in the lecture hall; for her friend knew her well enough. In fact he knew her so well that he always saved a seat for her. “How many times have I told you to keep your alarm on at all times,” Professor Dewsbury sighed. Kylie was an exceptional student. She was so good that Professor Kylie knew that if it wasn’t for the purpose of class credits, she wouldn’t bother coming to class. And that was why she had a soft spot for Kylie. For which teacher didn’t adore a student that made life easier for them? Professor Dewsbury only wished that Kylie would pay more attention to her time management. She didn’t know how the girl got the time to study with the number of fantasy and science fiction books she read each day, but it was becoming an issue. Since he wry first day they met, Kylie was always late to class.“27 times Professor,” Kylie chocolate cheeks developed a faint
“Mind your own business Jack,” Davies’ face twisted into one full of displeasure as he rebuked the boy who sat in front of them. He could do with Jack badmouthing him and picking on him, but he wouldn’t allow Jack to insult his friend.“This is my business,” Jack turned his head to face the two. He gave a small smile, revealing his dimpled cheeks and deep blue eyes. His face was exquisite, like a masterfully sculpted Greek stature brought to life. His broad shoulders suggested that he was of a fairly muscular build, and even his large overcoat couldn’t hide that. Around his neck was a leather chain that held on to a medallion that was hidden within his clothes.“How is it your business?” Davies asked with a sour expression on his face. He didn’t like Jack at all; for the larger boy loved to tease him and Kylie. Initially Jack wasn’t an issue. Davies had attended the same high school as Jack, and the guy was not aggressive nor was he a bully. He was actually quite a nice guy, especial
“Not this pest again,” Davies mumbled underneath his breath when he heard the unwelcome voice. Kylie’s expression wasn’t pleasant either. For she knew all too well who was behind them.Behind Davies was a blond haired lady with model good looks and an enviable figure. Loose strands of her luxurious hair straddled her swan-like neck, and a few more cascaded into her low cut blouse. Her floral skirt gave her an elegant appeal. Her brown eyes carried the grace of one who was placed above many others; one whose birth was celebrated by the stars themselves. She was gorgeous woman and a familiar figure to Kylie and Davies. This girl was Sam, a constant pest in Davies and Kylie’s side.“What did you say?” Sam frowned in displeasure with her eyes glued on Davies. Although Davies spoke underneath his breath, his clear voice was difficult to miss.“What does it matter what he said?” Jack turned to face Sam and asked. Although he pestered Davies and Kylie most of the time, he never looked down o