(Again, we shall revel in my teenage originality. Everyone groan in unison.)
Disclaimer: Immortal Wars was the book I came up with and wrote in high school. I hadn’t even hit college by the time I wrote the first two books. That means I hadn’t developed my style yet, wasn’t good at self-editing, and the story was fairly basic. So, you’ve been warned that this is the ultimate author throwback segment for my blog and will show my author origins. FYI- I put the first book (The Summoning) through a Print-on-Demand publisher and the second one (Light, Blood, & Tears) never saw the light of day. Enjoy!
“Damn it. This isn’t good,” mutters Fate as he watches the girls get thrown into a pit and Solix gets put in a cage. Nearby is Psylon’s senseless body as well as the guardians’ melted weapons. Psylon is buried from the waist down, under a pile of rocks and every now and then she lets out a shuddering breath.
“That’s an understatement if I ever heard one. Is there going to be any change in your plans?” asks Infinity.
“Sort of. We’re going into that giant warship sitting over there instead of the unfinished building. There must be something in that ship we can use to save the others. Either a weapon or some kind of fast transport.”
“I see. Just one thing before we try this stunt. Are you crazy? The only reason we were able to beat Psylon was because of a lucky avalanche. We don’t know who or what is waiting for us in that warship.”
“I was the reason the avalanche happened, so it wasn’t exactly an accident. And I can see most of the bad guys circled around the pit. I see Adriana, Mindtrigger, and some of the others. Psylon is right here. Only Draveon and Cybro are missing from the gathering. Unless our mystery villain isn’t there, but I think that one is the robot,” explains Fate as they sprint to the rear of the dark green warship. When they find one of the back doors, Infinity and Fate manage to silently pry it off its hinges.
“I’ll go in first,” whispers Fate. Infinity just nods his head and follows his best friend into the gloomy corridor. They move silently and unchallenged until they run into a small patrol of brainwashed Palidors. The violet-skinned Palidors are leather-winged humanoids with bright, yellow eyes and giant, lower fangs. After the creatures figure out who the two intruders are, they take out serrated swords and attack while releasing an eerie howl.
“Was this little fight part of your plan?” asks Infinity as he jumps over two of the charging creatures. He telekinetically snaps the spine of one of the attacking Palidors and uppercuts another one through the ship’s thick wall.
“Would you believe me if I said that it was?” answers Fate as he cuts the head off one of his attackers with the steel knife he had in his belt. The last two Palidors charge him from opposite sides, but end up impaling themselves on each other’s sword when he cartwheels out of the way. The sight of the blood and internal organs on the floor make the Mars guardian extremely sick to his stomach. He quickly turns away and tries to get the gory sight out of his mind. Fate knows that he will see stuff like this many times in the future and he will become desensitized to it over time. But now the sight and smell make him feel like he’s going to throw up everything he ever ate.
“Do you think anyone heard the yelling?” whispers Infinity who has the same sickened look on his pale face.
“Doubt it. I don’t think any of the immortals would be exactly here in such a large warship. There isn’t much of a chance that we could possibly be that unlucky,” claims Fate in a low whisper. Before they know what is happening, a dark figure drops on top of them from a vent in the ceiling. Infinity bangs his head on the metal floor while Fate skillfully rolls out of the speedy shadow’s reach.
“Now be a nice little Mars guardian and give up,” orders the shadow. When the mysterious attacker moves into the gloomy light, Fate finds himself coming face to face with Kilanus.
“I don’t think so, Blondie,” Fate replies. He gives a quick, hard kick to Kilanus’ slim stomach and attempts to punch her on the top of her head. Kilanus catches his arm and savagely twists it far behind Fate’s back. Fate breaks out and throws Kilanus across the hallway. She nimbly bounces off the wall and ricochets off the ceiling. She lands on his shoulders, but Fate throws her onto her back with all his might. The force of her impact and the sudden pressure on her chest knocks the wind out of her in a loud gasp.
“Guess it doesn’t pay to have a well-developed body when that gets done to you. Gotta admit that you’re pretty good,” says Kilanus as she backflips to her feet. Fate makes a head first charge at her, but she steps to the side. She grabs his arm and twists it over and behind his head. Kilanus also wraps her left leg around Fate, so that he can’t move his other arm.
“Nice move. Has this suddenly moved from combat to kinky? I do have a girlfriend and I really have no interest in sexy psychopaths.”
“Don’t make me any madder than I already am, Fate,” growls Kilanus while she repeatedly rams Fate against the wall as hard as she can. At the same time, she is trying to snap Fate’s arm off the rest of his body.
“You seem to know who I am, but I have no idea who you are. Can you give me a name to go with the leather?” the Mars guardian says. He breaks her grip with lightning fast kicks to her shins and throws her into the floor by grabbing the bottom of her foot and pushing up on it with all of his strength. They fall in a tangle of limbs and Fate kicks Kilanus in the face as they roll away from each other.
“The name’s Kilanus! Not a common name, but it’s all I’ve got,” jokes the blonde when she notices crimson flowing out of her nose. She pulls her death scythe out of the shadows and swings it at Fate. The swirling white and black blade nicks his right leg, but nothing magical happens to him.
“What the hell? Your soul should be coming out of that cut while you scream and writhe in agony on the floor. What is wrong with this thing?” hollers Kilanus as she violently shakes the scythe up and down.
“I guess the batteries are dead,” responds Fate as he kicks the blonde directly in her jaw with all his strength. Kilanus drops on top of the half-dazed Infinity and starts cursing at Fate in a muffled, angry voice. Blood spurts onto the floor as she feels her jaw try to knit itself together and keep breaking due to her trying to talk.
“Not bad, young warrior,” says Draveon as a nearby door swishes open. The huge immortal blasts Fate with a repulsion beam of light from his sword, which sends the blond guardian crashing into the far wall.
“That’s your best hit, big shot? Some ultimate killer you turned out to be. I am severely disappointed,” moans Fate. He starts to use his luck powers on Draveon, but instead feels one of the heavy security cameras fall on his head.
“If you’re wondering what has just happened, then think about this. I was created with the power to turn any magic or birthright powers used on me against my attackers. So if you try to give me bad luck, your power gives you the bad luck. Good night, sweet prince. There will be on angels left once we finally let you die,” laughs Draveon over Fate’s groaning body.
Fate listens to the muscular man gloating high above him until he hears nothing at all and everything goes pitch black.