Fairy Knights
Fairy Knights: The First Hunt
Here is a sample of Fairy Knights: The First Hunt I hope you enjoy. The full story is available on my author page published as a part of Other Realms
Here is a sample of Fairy Knights: The First Hunt I hope you enjoy. The full story is available on my author page published as a part of Other Realms
Fairy Knights
The First Hunt
It happens at Midnight
1.
A sanguine moon rises over the high
cliffs, in the valley beneath them a vast untamed jungle stretched out in all
directions as far as the human eye could see.
All of it hidden from the eyes of the world on a mysterious uncharted
island. The whole area seemed out of
place and time. From the highest point a
set of eyes as purple as the night sky, quietly watched. The moon was almost to its zenith. Quietly to herself the owner of the purple
eyes whispered. “Almost time, midnight”…. A deep breath “midnight is when that
fool intends to try and force his way in to the Forever Forest.” Her thoughts drifted to the past, to a girl
with a set of orange eyes like that of the setting sun. A smile crossed her face “I wonder how Aura
is doing? Two hundred years” sighing
mournfully she watches the moon as it rises.
“Two hundred years since I last saw her and Gramps….” Giggling “Gramps,
man I have been hanging around the humans too long.” A gust of wind whipped her silvery hair up in
the air. “It’s begun, show me the power
of these humans Arcane…show me their power” she shouted at the top of her
lungs. Her words fell silent as a loud
gust of wind came up from the valley below her.
Her partner sat silently watching the scene below them unfold. As he watched he suddenly spoke “now it is
time to see if all that junk he had the wolf pack gather is worth a damn!” His eyes were as silver as starlight but as
gentle as the waters of a moon lit pond.
Possessing a strong physical build, he held a pair of binoculars. Beneath the moonlight his shadow betrayed his
true form. It sat beside him like a
caged wolf.
In a clearing far below them, the
trees formed a circle at its center was a hole that descended deep into an inky
foreboding darkness. Listening closely
you could hear voices carried on the wind.
“Master Arcane the system is ready and waiting, the noise levels are
stable.” The voice echoed bouncing all
over the place. The man who spoke was
wearing a white lab coat and carrying a clipboard. With the middle finger of his left hand he
adjusted his thick rimmed glasses. As he stood overlooking the machinery, a
dull hum filled the air. Everywhere you
turned there was either a huge machine or a stalagmite reaching toward the
ceiling! All the lights from the many computers
twinkled like the night sky, however you want to look at it, this operation was
clearly a secretive one more cloak than dagger. There were many wires
crisscrossing the ground all of them seemed to lead in a single direction, a
circle of mushrooms basking in the sanguine moonlight lay at their exact
center, surrounded by a metal circlet.
Each of them connected to a different vial or tank, containing liquids
that could only be described with the word arcane, like the name of the man who
had organized and funded this vast operation.
His name too was Arcane and it seemed to
describe him perfectly. Across the cave
stood a large statue of a hooded woman holding a tray covered by a glass dome,
three shining crystals sparkled beneath the dome, one was blue like the depths
of the ocean, one was as yellow as the sun and the final one was as red as
blood. The statue appeared to be made of
bronze at first glance, but too a trained eye it was clearly not bronze it was
another metal alloy one called orihalcum.
Three large computers were connected to the statue. Seated below it was a man with long flowing
black hair, his crimson eyes gazed over the room, practically crawling with men
in lab coats. A crooked smile gleamed on
his face. Deep in thought he watched all
of them, these humans may have lost the power of magic but with science look
how far they have come. If enough of
them want a thing they will move heaven and earth to get it. With the power of the microchip I will have
it; the Elven Light will be mine.
Laughing as he rose to his feet, he stood towering above them casting a
very imposing shadow. His blood red eyes
burned with a desire, a desire shared by many hidden in the darkness. To return magic to the world, Arcane himself
was very old he had walked the earth since before time began, more or less his
vampiric lineage has served him well through the countless ages he has
survived. He was not a pure blood, but
being an ancient had its perks though he was powerful, and highly feared by the
pure bloods. If you asked for him to be
described, many would say he is chaotic and too loud, spending far too much
time among humans.
The truth even though they are his food he had
always admired the human spirit. He was
one of the few creatures that gave humans some respect, he knew all too well
not to underestimate them. Even after so
many years as a vampire he had never forgotten what it meant to be human. Arcane had never really liked being a
vampire; living forever can get pretty damn boring as he would put it. And now this, a grand experiment using their
science combined with his power to gain entry into another dimension. He had a dream, something so human and to
achieve his dream he needed something from the forgotten home of the Elves the
Forever Forest; it would bend to his will this night. Smirking he looked up through the hole at the
moon. Tonight magic and science
collide. These humans using what they
call Scalar Physics and Quantum Mechanics will help me. Science provides them an explanation of the
world and how it works. Thing long and
hard this scene looked so familiar to him, then he recalled it Alchemy, oddly
enough these two sciences shared quite a bit in common with it.
“Master Arcane” it was the man with
the clipboard again. “We are ready to
begin, if you are ready?” Looking down
at the man whom he towered over he spoke “So all I need to do is put a few
drops of my blood in the middle of that Fairy Ring?” The man adjusted his glasses and looked
up. “Yes my master, with our combination
of Alchemic principles, other sciences and your power, we should be able to
breach the Faye Barrier protecting the Forever Forest.” Laughing Arcane walked over to the Mushroom
ring and said “let’s begin those Fools will never know what hit them.” Calmly he drew a knife and slit one of his
fingers. As the blood made contact a
pillar of light rose high into the sky hitting the sanguine moon and refracting
back down at the earth, slowly it began to spread.
A world away, a young man sat petting
a cat, out of sight of everyone and everything.
This in itself is nothing special except the cat is a spirit that few
can see. He knew he was real and that is
all that really mattered to him. The cat
had walked with him as long as he could remember. It had always been by his side. As a child everyone thought it was an
imaginary friend that would vanish with age.
The cat had been his only friend for a very long time; his parents had
died when he was very young. Kurt grew
up self-reliant; he had short well-kept jet black hair a muscular build and the
deepest green eyes anyone had ever seen.
Looking into his eyes was like looking down upon an endless windswept
meadow. Something he had always
remembered. “Take good care of Twilight;
he will guide you to your destiny.”
These were his great grandmother’s last words to him before she
died. The most shocking part of it was
not that she could see the cat but that she knew his name. Kurt was a known loner; he really did not
mesh well with normal people. The only ones he seemed to get along with were
psychics and mediums, mainly because they could see his cat. For as long as he could remember he had
problems with and many dealings with anything supernatural. He even learned he had a technique called the
mystic eyes, his eyes could see through the veil straight to the truth. They gave him the power to just know. With nothing more than a glance he would know
the true nature of anyone he met or just casually encountered. Over his life this got him into trouble; with
all manner of different beings many of which were not human. Time and time again the only reason he
escaped was due to Twilight’s protection.
His cat proved to be more than he seemed, shapeshifting from a small
house cat to a large saber toothed tiger, as well as various other forms of
large cats. The cat seemed to love
eating demons at least that is one of the ways he protected Kurt. A demon would crop up threaten Kurt Twilight
would devour it. Then just sit looking
smug with himself. Kurt could only guess
at how many dark entities Twilight had saved him from. What
he did know; you did not want to mess with this cat.
On this particular evening he was
seated at the outside bar of his favorite hangout Lucy’s Bar and Grill, drink
in hand just gazing at the stars.
Basking in the light of the sanguine moon, as he raised his glass to
toast the moon, his cat Twilight was seated on the stool next to him. Before he knew it a beautiful woman was
standing at the bar between him and his cat.
Without missing a beat she petted Twilight and said “It happens
tonight!” Kurt was too shocked for
words, her hand gently cupped his chin; she was an inch from his face. Her eyes were silver, strikingly beautiful;
they reminded him of starlight, but the only thing he could think was I’m
staring into the eyes of a beast. Her
presence was ominous; it sent chills up and down his spine. She seemed to give off the same type of
energy as Twilight. She spoke again “You
haven’t awakened yet……..I hope you are ready!”
With a sudden gust of wind she was gone.
As the shudder faded from his spine he realized all he could remember of
her was she could see his cat, and those piercing silver eyes. She had left crippling fear in her wake.
He was visibly shaken muttering to
himself “those were the eyes of a beast” in the midst of his panic he became
aware that someone was talking to him.
He looked up with relief to see it was just Lucy the bar’s owner and
almost single handed operator. “Can I
get you another Bud Lite?” Pausing a
moment to think, He calmly answered “No thanks, Can I get a Long Island Iced
Tea instead? With a smile the bartender
turned and said “coming right up Kurt.”
It was the fact that Lucy remembered his name and gave him the space to
breathe that kept him coming to her bar.
To him it was a peaceful place, not like those noisy night clubs
downtown. Here you could hear yourself
think and relax. He had managed to put
up a calm front but the calm demeanor he had shown the bartender could not be farther
from the truth he was still really shaken up from his encounter with that
woman. Looking down at Twilight he could
not help but ask “that woman who was she, what was she?” Twilight not unlike most cats just looked up
at him with those bright yellow eyes and mewed.
“You are no help!” He could think
only of how unnerved she had made him.
In an eye blink his new drink was in front of him, squeezing the lemon
into the drink and stirring it with the straw he took a huge gulp and breathed
a sigh of relief as the tension left his body.
The moon had reached the midnight alignment, in mere moments Kurt’s life
as he knew it was going to come to an end.
The Date was the 13th, Friday the 13th. Twilight jumped up to the bar and walked till
he was in front of Kurt, he stopped and sat down, looking to the sky. There was a bright light on the horizon and
it was moving this way. As Kurt looked
up at the approaching light the silver eyed woman’s words came back to haunt
him, her haunting voice echoed “it happens tonight!”
The Light
2.
The light was now upon them,
everyone around him was panicking, as for him he was frozen in awe, He and
Twilight were standing in the middle of a vast forest the likes of which he had
never seen before, standing less than three feet from him was a woman with long
flowing silver-Blonde hair covering slightly pointed ears. Her eyes were as orange as a sunset; she had
shapely hips and a very nice muscle tone.
Looking to Twilight who just meowed “she is so beautiful” those were the
words that escaped his lips and just like that he was standing next to the bar
staring at a blank wall. Everyone around
him was lying on the floor unconscious.
All of the power was out too. It
was as if everything and everyone had just stopped. Suddenly fear gripped Kurt as the thought
crossed his mind am I the only one left alive.
To his great relief he realized everyone on the ground was still
breathing. It was then he noticed, he
could feel a pair of eyes watching him “Who’s eyes are those” he yelled. Just like that the feeling vanished. Behind him in an upstairs window curtains
fell back into place. In the distance a
loud wolf like howl echoed through the air as he just stood there staring at the
sanguine moon.
Out in the forest alone, the owner
of a pair of pretty orange eyes stood frozen.
“What and who was that?” These
words were spoken aloud to herself as animal calls sounded the alarm. Her breath drew short her eyes dilated, and
then she heard it loud and clear “INTRUDER”………
“A VAMPIRE HAS BREACHED THE BARRIER!”
She took off running for the village by the time she arrived it was in
flames, many lay dead or dying. The
attack had been brutal, she knelt down next to one of them placing her hands on
his chest, he looked like nobility but what was he doing so far from the Royal
Court, “Light of life come to my humble hands and deliver us!” The man had been bleeding to death, the
blood flow stopped and his breathing returned to normal as he regained
consciousness. With a passing breathe
“Thank you” she turned to him, “Don’t thank me yet, we are still under
attack.” The barrier around the village
prevented the fire from spreading to the forest but at the same time was
churning the flames even higher. She
looked into his eyes, “Can you stand?”
He answered weakly, “I think so; your name is Aura right? I have heard of you, this is the first time I
have ever seen you though. You are
nothing like what they say about you.”
He realized who she was when he saw her orange eyes. Even in the world of the elves orange eyes
are out of the ordinary. Aura knew who
she had saved; though it had taken her a few minutes to figure out, this man
was the only son of the king of the elves.
She was shocked at how nice he was being to her, a mixed blood one
quarter elf on her mother’s side.
Traditionally since all ties were cut between the world elves have hated
humans and anything to do with them, the mixed bloods were no exception.
Aura stood about 5’5” had long
flowing silver-blonde hair, a very well-proportioned muscular body and these
beautiful orange eyes like the color of the setting sun. She always wore this leather based armored
outfit, and was usually seen carrying a long bow and quiver full of
arrows. Today however she did not have
her weaponry with her, she had been in the forest visiting her grandmother,
mother and father’s graves. Her
Grandmother and Father were the only humans ever deemed worthy enough, having
been buried in the sacred home of the Elves was proof enough of this. To shake things up even more when the light
hit she had seen a man in the forest that should not have been there, all she
could remember of him was his deep green eyes and the spirit cat that had been
by his side. She could not get his eyes
out of her mind they were like an endless windswept meadow. The man and the light vanished, soon after
that she had realized there was an alarm.
If you guys want more of these characters their story continues in my blog series 1313 Cemetery Way
If you guys want more of these characters their story continues in my blog series 1313 Cemetery Way
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