Random Stuff
I was going through my Stuff file and seeing what sort of things there were. Some Early Alec stuff:
Lieutenant Alec Troven felt his wings grow tiered as he soared through the air. He was nearing the end of a routine over fly of the area. Below him he saw the bases landing strips and quanset buildings all lined up like dominos. Above that, but still beneath him was a blimp. A large lumbering grey whale in the sky. On its top was a small figure. . .Crying.
Troven swung down for a look. A small boy about, four, sat on the blimp wailing for his mother. He had white hair and red eyes. “Must be a wer.” Troven muttered. He landed lightly on the blimp and half walk, half bounced, over to the boy.
“I want my Mommie!” the boy cried. Troven tried to smile and knelt down next to the wer-boy.
“Hey, Hi.” He said. The boy looked at him. “What’s your name?”
“Trelly.”
“Well Trelly, My name’s Alec, I’m with the ++++++. Now I’m going take us back to the base ok? But to do that i’m going to have to carry you, so I want you to hold on tight.”
Trelly knodded. Alec picked him up and opened his wings. A gust soon picked them up off the blimp and sent them into the air. The boy sniffled and buried his head in the lieutenat’s shoulder as he cirlcled back radioing in his find. As they began their descent, Trelly calmed down. He looked around at the ground and then bit Troven on the shoulder. Alec yelped in pain, a tried to dislodge the mouth. In doing so he lost his grip on Trelly. Who began to fall, screaming in fear. He muttered irritably to himself and dove after the boy. He manage to grab the wer’s hand and slow their descent.
“Careful he bites” he said to the officer recivng the boy. She smiled at him and knodded. Alec landed and rubbed his shoulder. David came up to him. His blue eyes sparking and his wide mouth moving talking to the people at control.
“Yeah he’s ok. We think the wer might be from the bat group that flew by a couple of hour’s ago, we’re checking into it.” David looked up and grined. “So, great stunt with the boy and all. It really impressed the ladies around.”
“What stunt? The runt bit me.”
“No kidding. Better have a med take a look at it then.”
“Yeah sure.”
He sat on the ground with a dumbfounded experssion on his face. Up above him on the bay horse sat his brother with a grim look on his face. The brother slid off the horse to him with slow measered steps. He scuttled backwards on the ground with a vauge memory of being in a similar situation. When he backed into a tree he stood himself up.
“You like to fight, eh little brother?” Greywolf asked coming towards his brother.
“No, ‘Wolf, please don’t make me fight you.” Alec moaned in a quiet voice. He backed up past the tree, his eyes as wide as moons, hands twitching at his sides. Greywolf took a fake swing which his brother easily ducked. He then began to circle him, his normaly cool eyes, burning with anger. He took a couple more jabs all which met air. “Please ‘Wolf I. . . I can’t fight you.”
“And why not?” He snarled and then lunged. His brother, shocked, put up no defense and plumeted to the ground underneath Greywolf’s wieght. Alec’s eye’s lost the frightened look for a split instence and his training took over, causing him to roll, while snagging the other’s robe. He ended up on top, and free. He then looked down at his brother and the moons returned.
“Oh gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd,” he muttered, backing away, slowly shaking his head “I’m sorry daddy, please don’ hurt me,” he whimpered. Alec tripped and fell on his back once more. “Ah didn’ mean to.” He said over and over again.
Greywolf aproached him slowly and touched him on the shoulder. Alec turned a tear stricken face away, burying it in the dirt. “By the light,” he whispered to himself “What happened? What did I do?”
“Lemme alone.”came the choked reply. He knodded and walked off to the bay. Accross the road he tied the horse and made camp, waiting paitently.
At dark Alec came shuffling in, his back hunched slightly like a small child, not like the soldier he was in the morning when they left the monestary. He sat down at the fire and stared at the flames.
“Do you want to tell me?” Greywolf asked handing him a plate of food. He took the plate and several bites of food before starring past his brother.
“Earlier, when you wanted to know how I knew what you looked like, it was easy to tell, you looked just like dad. I didn’t, I looked like mother, so he like you better. Well because of that and you were the oldest.
“You could do no wrong, and it was always my fault, you know how it is. So when the men took you away and left me standing there with the frog I knew I was going to be in trouble. At first he yelled at me for being late and chasing frogs, then he noticed you weren’t there. When I told him what happened he got this look in his eyes, looked exactly like you when you whacked me off the horse. ‘You’re supposed to keep an eye on your brother, you’re not supposed to let anything happen to him,’ he said backing me into the wall. Then he hit me..
“and again, and again, and again. I tried to make him stop, I hit him, but it only made it worse. ‘You’re brothers.’ He said ‘what sort of brother let’s that happen?’ I couldn’t move when he was done. But I knew one thing, I had to find you. Course when I was thirteen he had to go and die, couldn’t let me make it up to him. He didn’t let me forget you though. Everyday he mentioned it. Eventually I began to hate you.” He stopped and stared down at the fire.
“So why’d you come and find me?”
“Cause, like dad said, you’re my brother.” He shrugged “so that’s what I did, I found you.”
Alec was nervous. He was edgy, and a little hungover, too. He need to let go all the energy he was building up inside him, but couldn’t. He ran his hand through his black, sweaty hair, and adressed the moniter again.
“I don’t think you understand captain. I need to do this, now, or the damage and loss of life might be alot worse. I can fix the damage too, just can’t replace the life.”
“I’m sorry, Ambassador, but we can’t evacute 16 levals, in a one mile radius, in five minutes. It just isn’t do able.”
“I can’t keep it inside, I’m going to explode...Just get them out as fast as you...” he stopped in mid-sentence as a new idea struck him. “Never mind captain, I... I have a better idea.”
“You don’t need to evacute the 16 levels?” the captain asked puzzeled.
“No, I’m sorry I bothered you. Good bye.” The moniter shut off.
“What was that all about?” The comander wanted to know.
“Nothing, I guess, the amassador was just a little edgier than useual.”
“Well maybe he’s having a mood swing.” The captain looked at her puzzeled. “Well he acts and thinks like a teen-ager. Maybe he’s having a mood swing like one.”
“Intersting to see, however... What the Hell!?” A screamed rocked through their minds sending them all to the ground, while a burst of flaming energy rocket right through them disingrating them at the touch. It roared through the staion, first the primal beastial scream that every man woman and child , human or alien felt in their minds, hearts, and souls. Then, right, after came the energy flame tearing through the bodies of everyone unregadless of rank or positon. The space station the flew apart into thousands of pieces.
Some of the pices floated out into space while others rammed into the planet that the station once orbited. The planet toke the barrage with minimal damage, but it wouldn’t survive. The same energies hit it’s surface and burrowed into its core. Melting and boiling it’s hot center. The magma seeped trhough fissures and the planet began to crack. Then in a single seconed the planet explode sending out a shock wave all around it, much like that of an earthquake’s, but this one was much, much stronger.
All around in different parst of the glaxey ships and planets were knocked off their respective cousre and orbits. The ships explode much like the station and the planets wavered and wobled off their orbits ruing citys within. Some planets orbiting closest to their stars were swallowed whole while other stars went nova taking their planets with them.
The shock wave didn’t lessen in power, being fed by the powerful energies that sparked this entire mass destruction. Then when it reached the outer limits of the galaxy it suddenly stopped spreding no further than the edge and went back. Back in space and back in time.
Ambassador Alec collapsed onto the floor on all fours. He was drained of the energy and had fixed everything. He knew he couldn’t bring the people back to life, but he could uncreate what had killed them by rewinding time, for he had much more control over time than life and death. As for the others they would just remember a bizzare feeling, it was better that they didn’t know what he was cappable.
There is no possible way that one cannot see that Raven and Greywolf are father and son. If you wanted to know what Greywolf would look like when he got older you merely had to look at Raven, and vis-versa. However there were differences one could see if the truelly look or if they knew the two. Raven had the temper. Looking into his eyes you could see a cold darkness. His face, when it smiled, had a cruel touch to it, as if he was going to enjoy hurting or doing something bad to you. Greywolf was grim, but not cold. He didn’t have and darkness in him. It was more of a resignation to fate. He, unlike Raven, rarely smiled, and when he did they were quiet, small smiles. He wasn’t one for violence, perfering his books and studing.
Oddly enough, the youngest of Raven’s children, Alec, was extremly like him in personality. He, like his father, lived in an inner darkness that overshadowed his lightheartedness. He had a hot and burning temper, but he would never show it in front of Raven, in fear of his father and his father’s temper. Therefore Raven never knew that the son he who was just like him, was the one he neglected and abused.
If Raven ever knew about his youngest son, then perhaps Alec’s life and judgement and morals might have been different. Instead of being heavily influnced by his mother and later his brother, his father would have completley corrupted him killing the light that glows in his darkness, thus preventing him from doing something that reality would never recover from. Infact he might have never have gotten the Chaos power, for the power requires the light tainted darkness. And if Raven had had his way with Alec early on then there wouldn’t have been any light left in Alec’s soul.
Raven couldn’t taint Greywolf because he doesn’t have his fathers darkness, instead he has his mother’s light and morals. Their sister, and alec’s twin, is in the middle, perhaps the most balenced of the three children.
Finding a name
Who are you? I asked him. He stood silently not answering. He kept himself in the shadows. I couldn’t see his face. I couldn’t see him. He was just at the edge of my consciousness. What is your name? Still no answer. Then: I am not interested in answering your questions yet. When I am ready I will come into the light, and you will know my name. But until then you must be content. But I must know. I insistead. He ignored me and faded back into the recess of my mind.
There was a madness inside him, Raven noticed as his son grunted under the exertion. He could see it dancing in his eyes; it was faint but there. He swept the Skane to the left dragging the sword and the boy who was holding onto it with the movement. How to exploited this madness? Raven wondered. Would it be worth it, would it be what he need to bring the boy under his unwavering control? The boy had untangled the sword from the Skane and was breathing heavily. He glanced at his father, blood dripping from a cut on his forehead, before stepping back. Why back? Raven stood his ground not wanting to follow just yet. The boy stepped back again, the bloodstone pendent gleaming against his bare skin. Raven decided to go forward. The ground rumbled underneath him and he stopped, but it was too late, the trap was sprung. A hump of earth sprung into the air with Raven on it. Suddenly it cut out and he fell to ground cursing. He had forgotten about the boy’s abilities. But part of him was excited, the boy was willing to use them in combat, to fight, and perhaps, perhaps kill.
Hrmm... that's enough for now. I may put up more later.
Lieutenant Alec Troven felt his wings grow tiered as he soared through the air. He was nearing the end of a routine over fly of the area. Below him he saw the bases landing strips and quanset buildings all lined up like dominos. Above that, but still beneath him was a blimp. A large lumbering grey whale in the sky. On its top was a small figure. . .Crying.
Troven swung down for a look. A small boy about, four, sat on the blimp wailing for his mother. He had white hair and red eyes. “Must be a wer.” Troven muttered. He landed lightly on the blimp and half walk, half bounced, over to the boy.
“I want my Mommie!” the boy cried. Troven tried to smile and knelt down next to the wer-boy.
“Hey, Hi.” He said. The boy looked at him. “What’s your name?”
“Trelly.”
“Well Trelly, My name’s Alec, I’m with the ++++++. Now I’m going take us back to the base ok? But to do that i’m going to have to carry you, so I want you to hold on tight.”
Trelly knodded. Alec picked him up and opened his wings. A gust soon picked them up off the blimp and sent them into the air. The boy sniffled and buried his head in the lieutenat’s shoulder as he cirlcled back radioing in his find. As they began their descent, Trelly calmed down. He looked around at the ground and then bit Troven on the shoulder. Alec yelped in pain, a tried to dislodge the mouth. In doing so he lost his grip on Trelly. Who began to fall, screaming in fear. He muttered irritably to himself and dove after the boy. He manage to grab the wer’s hand and slow their descent.
“Careful he bites” he said to the officer recivng the boy. She smiled at him and knodded. Alec landed and rubbed his shoulder. David came up to him. His blue eyes sparking and his wide mouth moving talking to the people at control.
“Yeah he’s ok. We think the wer might be from the bat group that flew by a couple of hour’s ago, we’re checking into it.” David looked up and grined. “So, great stunt with the boy and all. It really impressed the ladies around.”
“What stunt? The runt bit me.”
“No kidding. Better have a med take a look at it then.”
“Yeah sure.”
He sat on the ground with a dumbfounded experssion on his face. Up above him on the bay horse sat his brother with a grim look on his face. The brother slid off the horse to him with slow measered steps. He scuttled backwards on the ground with a vauge memory of being in a similar situation. When he backed into a tree he stood himself up.
“You like to fight, eh little brother?” Greywolf asked coming towards his brother.
“No, ‘Wolf, please don’t make me fight you.” Alec moaned in a quiet voice. He backed up past the tree, his eyes as wide as moons, hands twitching at his sides. Greywolf took a fake swing which his brother easily ducked. He then began to circle him, his normaly cool eyes, burning with anger. He took a couple more jabs all which met air. “Please ‘Wolf I. . . I can’t fight you.”
“And why not?” He snarled and then lunged. His brother, shocked, put up no defense and plumeted to the ground underneath Greywolf’s wieght. Alec’s eye’s lost the frightened look for a split instence and his training took over, causing him to roll, while snagging the other’s robe. He ended up on top, and free. He then looked down at his brother and the moons returned.
“Oh gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd,” he muttered, backing away, slowly shaking his head “I’m sorry daddy, please don’ hurt me,” he whimpered. Alec tripped and fell on his back once more. “Ah didn’ mean to.” He said over and over again.
Greywolf aproached him slowly and touched him on the shoulder. Alec turned a tear stricken face away, burying it in the dirt. “By the light,” he whispered to himself “What happened? What did I do?”
“Lemme alone.”came the choked reply. He knodded and walked off to the bay. Accross the road he tied the horse and made camp, waiting paitently.
At dark Alec came shuffling in, his back hunched slightly like a small child, not like the soldier he was in the morning when they left the monestary. He sat down at the fire and stared at the flames.
“Do you want to tell me?” Greywolf asked handing him a plate of food. He took the plate and several bites of food before starring past his brother.
“Earlier, when you wanted to know how I knew what you looked like, it was easy to tell, you looked just like dad. I didn’t, I looked like mother, so he like you better. Well because of that and you were the oldest.
“You could do no wrong, and it was always my fault, you know how it is. So when the men took you away and left me standing there with the frog I knew I was going to be in trouble. At first he yelled at me for being late and chasing frogs, then he noticed you weren’t there. When I told him what happened he got this look in his eyes, looked exactly like you when you whacked me off the horse. ‘You’re supposed to keep an eye on your brother, you’re not supposed to let anything happen to him,’ he said backing me into the wall. Then he hit me..
“and again, and again, and again. I tried to make him stop, I hit him, but it only made it worse. ‘You’re brothers.’ He said ‘what sort of brother let’s that happen?’ I couldn’t move when he was done. But I knew one thing, I had to find you. Course when I was thirteen he had to go and die, couldn’t let me make it up to him. He didn’t let me forget you though. Everyday he mentioned it. Eventually I began to hate you.” He stopped and stared down at the fire.
“So why’d you come and find me?”
“Cause, like dad said, you’re my brother.” He shrugged “so that’s what I did, I found you.”
Alec was nervous. He was edgy, and a little hungover, too. He need to let go all the energy he was building up inside him, but couldn’t. He ran his hand through his black, sweaty hair, and adressed the moniter again.
“I don’t think you understand captain. I need to do this, now, or the damage and loss of life might be alot worse. I can fix the damage too, just can’t replace the life.”
“I’m sorry, Ambassador, but we can’t evacute 16 levals, in a one mile radius, in five minutes. It just isn’t do able.”
“I can’t keep it inside, I’m going to explode...Just get them out as fast as you...” he stopped in mid-sentence as a new idea struck him. “Never mind captain, I... I have a better idea.”
“You don’t need to evacute the 16 levels?” the captain asked puzzeled.
“No, I’m sorry I bothered you. Good bye.” The moniter shut off.
“What was that all about?” The comander wanted to know.
“Nothing, I guess, the amassador was just a little edgier than useual.”
“Well maybe he’s having a mood swing.” The captain looked at her puzzeled. “Well he acts and thinks like a teen-ager. Maybe he’s having a mood swing like one.”
“Intersting to see, however... What the Hell!?” A screamed rocked through their minds sending them all to the ground, while a burst of flaming energy rocket right through them disingrating them at the touch. It roared through the staion, first the primal beastial scream that every man woman and child , human or alien felt in their minds, hearts, and souls. Then, right, after came the energy flame tearing through the bodies of everyone unregadless of rank or positon. The space station the flew apart into thousands of pieces.
Some of the pices floated out into space while others rammed into the planet that the station once orbited. The planet toke the barrage with minimal damage, but it wouldn’t survive. The same energies hit it’s surface and burrowed into its core. Melting and boiling it’s hot center. The magma seeped trhough fissures and the planet began to crack. Then in a single seconed the planet explode sending out a shock wave all around it, much like that of an earthquake’s, but this one was much, much stronger.
All around in different parst of the glaxey ships and planets were knocked off their respective cousre and orbits. The ships explode much like the station and the planets wavered and wobled off their orbits ruing citys within. Some planets orbiting closest to their stars were swallowed whole while other stars went nova taking their planets with them.
The shock wave didn’t lessen in power, being fed by the powerful energies that sparked this entire mass destruction. Then when it reached the outer limits of the galaxy it suddenly stopped spreding no further than the edge and went back. Back in space and back in time.
Ambassador Alec collapsed onto the floor on all fours. He was drained of the energy and had fixed everything. He knew he couldn’t bring the people back to life, but he could uncreate what had killed them by rewinding time, for he had much more control over time than life and death. As for the others they would just remember a bizzare feeling, it was better that they didn’t know what he was cappable.
There is no possible way that one cannot see that Raven and Greywolf are father and son. If you wanted to know what Greywolf would look like when he got older you merely had to look at Raven, and vis-versa. However there were differences one could see if the truelly look or if they knew the two. Raven had the temper. Looking into his eyes you could see a cold darkness. His face, when it smiled, had a cruel touch to it, as if he was going to enjoy hurting or doing something bad to you. Greywolf was grim, but not cold. He didn’t have and darkness in him. It was more of a resignation to fate. He, unlike Raven, rarely smiled, and when he did they were quiet, small smiles. He wasn’t one for violence, perfering his books and studing.
Oddly enough, the youngest of Raven’s children, Alec, was extremly like him in personality. He, like his father, lived in an inner darkness that overshadowed his lightheartedness. He had a hot and burning temper, but he would never show it in front of Raven, in fear of his father and his father’s temper. Therefore Raven never knew that the son he who was just like him, was the one he neglected and abused.
If Raven ever knew about his youngest son, then perhaps Alec’s life and judgement and morals might have been different. Instead of being heavily influnced by his mother and later his brother, his father would have completley corrupted him killing the light that glows in his darkness, thus preventing him from doing something that reality would never recover from. Infact he might have never have gotten the Chaos power, for the power requires the light tainted darkness. And if Raven had had his way with Alec early on then there wouldn’t have been any light left in Alec’s soul.
Raven couldn’t taint Greywolf because he doesn’t have his fathers darkness, instead he has his mother’s light and morals. Their sister, and alec’s twin, is in the middle, perhaps the most balenced of the three children.
Finding a name
Who are you? I asked him. He stood silently not answering. He kept himself in the shadows. I couldn’t see his face. I couldn’t see him. He was just at the edge of my consciousness. What is your name? Still no answer. Then: I am not interested in answering your questions yet. When I am ready I will come into the light, and you will know my name. But until then you must be content. But I must know. I insistead. He ignored me and faded back into the recess of my mind.
There was a madness inside him, Raven noticed as his son grunted under the exertion. He could see it dancing in his eyes; it was faint but there. He swept the Skane to the left dragging the sword and the boy who was holding onto it with the movement. How to exploited this madness? Raven wondered. Would it be worth it, would it be what he need to bring the boy under his unwavering control? The boy had untangled the sword from the Skane and was breathing heavily. He glanced at his father, blood dripping from a cut on his forehead, before stepping back. Why back? Raven stood his ground not wanting to follow just yet. The boy stepped back again, the bloodstone pendent gleaming against his bare skin. Raven decided to go forward. The ground rumbled underneath him and he stopped, but it was too late, the trap was sprung. A hump of earth sprung into the air with Raven on it. Suddenly it cut out and he fell to ground cursing. He had forgotten about the boy’s abilities. But part of him was excited, the boy was willing to use them in combat, to fight, and perhaps, perhaps kill.
Hrmm... that's enough for now. I may put up more later.