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Thursday, August 28, 2014

Spectrum #7:To The Wolves (Part 1 of 2)

This chapter was so long I HAD TO WRITE TWO CHAPTERS FOR IT. What the shit...

Chapter 7: To The Wolves, Part 1

Maria continued to lead the group through the forest, carefully observing the map and constantly trying to reference her position with the map. She heard the rushing sounds of a river and quickly looked for a river on the map, finding one about miles from the school, and about a third of the way to the temple from their starting point.

She stepped through a clearing and saw the large river she just saw on the map, she tilted back to shout at Jonah and Lily. “River's here! It's bigger than I thought.” She claimed, Jonah walked from the clearing along with Lily, Jonah gently rubbing his cheek as it was covered with slightly red covered bumps. “If I knew it was mosquito season I would have brought some ointment or something...”

Lily giggled at that, her mouth stopped bleeding, but she had a red stain on the corner of her mouth. “Mosquitoes are attracted by smell, right? You must be sweating a bunch or something.” Lily jested, Jonah glared at her and stomped his foot. “Oh quiet, you! I don't smell!” he said, infuriated. But Maria just shrugged her shoulders and looked over the river. “Lily, Remember to not sleep anywhere near him.” Lily quickly saluted with a “Yes, Ma'am!” Jonah snapped back at Maria for saying that. “H-hey!”

Maria looked at the river and crouched down to place her hand in the water. The fast flow of water cover her hand and pushed firmly against it, she looked up and the water was flowing fast, though it wasn't shallow enough to cause white water. “It looks like this river might be tough to wade across.” She calmly observed before standing back up. Jonah walked up just behind her and looked over her shoulder, watching the water move by at the fast but steady pace. “Does that mean we should go around?” He asked, Maria shook her head and pulled her backpack out, shuffling through it's supplies.

“No, but it gives me an idea.” Maria began, wrapping a rope around her wrist and pulling it out. “Do either of you have any experience swimming?” Lily answered first, sounding a bit unsure. “N-not really...” Jonah replied just afterward. “Nothing that says I'm good at it.” He remarked, Maria shrugging her shoulders. “I'm only okay at swimming,” Maria replied, hefting the rope over her arm and onto her shoulder. “I was gonna ask if either of you knew how to tie a knot, but since it apparently doesn't matter who crosses, I'll assume I'm the only one for now.” She commented, beginning to wade into the water as it flowed to her ankles.

“I'll complain about that comment later, But how do you plan to get the rest of us across?” Jonah asked, with a hint of annoyance still in his voice. Maria just took a deep breath before turning back to look at both of them. “I'll swim across, tie this rope to a tree and throw it to you as you swim across, it should help you if it gets too hard.” She calmly stated, they both just nodded and without a warning Maria just quickly dashed into the water. Getting past her waist and nearly to her head as the flow of the current began to topple her off of her feet.

She felt her head dip below the water for a moment as she kicked forward and lifted her head to take a sharp gasp for air. She began to quickly kick her legs and cycle arms, pushing her forward through the strong stream. She was quickly being pushed downstream, but she was slowly approaching the other side. The water began to get even rougher, jostling her about and forcing her to roll a couple of times as she kept kicking forward. Eventually she was nearly a hundred feet downstream, but made it across, grabbing onto some nearby rocks and standing back up. Her coat and pants were wet, and she was nearly completely out of breath. She grabbed onto her knees and started to cough and inhale deeply as a voice shouted to her from a small distance away.

“Maria, you okay!?” Jonah shouted, she looked up at him, brushing the wet red hair from her eyes. He looked diminutive from just how far away he was. Maria was shocked that the river actually pulled her that far away. She just assumed she was a weaker swimmer than she thought. “Yeah, I'm good! Hold on a second!” She said, running along the waterline back to face them. Once she lined up, she gazed across the river and tried to guess how far apart she was to Lily and Jonah. She felt like the fifty feet of rope might just be long enough to throw across, but now wasn't the time for measurements. Maria spun around and tied the rope to the tree, making sure to use a tight knot so it didn't slip.

“Alright, guys. One at a time, run into the water and I'll toss the rope! Grab it and drag yourself across the rest of the way!” Maria shouted over the sound of the running water. Lily and Jonah nodded, looking at each other and discussing quietly. “Should I go first, or you go first?” Lily inquired quietly, Jonah chuckled and crossed his arms. “I'll let you go first, I don't know how well this will turn out, I wanna gauge my chances.” Lily sighed and walked forward to stand at the edge of the water, Maria nodded at her. “Take my backpack with you, alright?” Maria implored, Lily looked down and inspected Maria's open survival pack. She zipped it shut and placed it around one shoulder.

She dove into the water, backpack tightly gripped to her shoulder and side as the water was quickly getting past her waist. Maria lurched her arm back and tossed the rope as hard as she could upstream, the rope uncoiling as it splashed into the water. “It's in the water, Grab it!” Maria shouted, hoping Lily would hear her.

Lily flailed and came up for a quick breath of air. She looked to the right of her and couldn't see the rope, she leaned up to swim a couple more feet when suddenly, she felt something glance her leg. She took a gamble and plunged her hand deeper into the water, feeling the coiled rope texture sliding along her leg. She quickly grasped at it before lifting it to her arms and grabbing onto both. She slowly pulled herself along it before she realized that she was being dragged downstream fast enough to make the rope tense up and drag her to the waters edge. She quickly tried to stand up once she felt like the water was becoming more shallow, but stumbled and landing onto her hands and feet.

“The water is way faster than I thought...” She commented, looking up to Maria as she reached down to help Lily back onto her feet, taking the backpack and putting it back onto herself. “Yeah.. That shocked me.” Maria commented, before walking up to the rope tied to the tree. Slowly pulling and wrapping the rope back on her arm as she looked over for Jonah, who was standing in the same spot he was just before. “Jonah, go for it!” Maria shouted, Jonah hesitated for a brief moment before diving into the water.

The sudden surge of water surprised him, he flailed for a couple of seconds as the currently lifted him off his feet, He began to spin and kick his feet to get himself to tread. He gasped and finally got upright, but he was being quickly pulled downstream. Maria launched the rope into the river and hoped he could catch it. The rope splashed and slowly began to pull downstream. He gritted his teeth and tried to swim for it, but he realized that the rope was still attached to the tree, and he was being pulled away from it. He swam harder, trying to get closer to the rope but all that happened was he drifted further away. He gasped, running out of energy and began to tumble around the water. “H-help!” He shouted.

“Shit...” Maria muttered. Running to the rope tied to the tree and untying it with a brief struggle, She quickly grabbed the end of the rope and used her other arm to coil it over and over around her other shoulder. Finally finishing, she pointed downstream. “Lily, Chase him! I'll try and get the rope to him!” Lily nodded and began to run down the water line, watching out for rocks as she tried to catch up to Jonah, who nearly was one hundred feet away from just turning away to untie the knot.

The river was quite fast, Lily had to actually break out into a run to keep pace with it. Maria followed behind, running just past Lily and eventually catching up to Jonah, who was trying to paddle closer, but kept being pulled away by the fast current. “Catch!” Maria shouted, launching the rope just in front of him. But she realized the river was actually beginning to widen, even though that meant the water was shallower, it also meant he was farther away. It missed by just a few feet, she growled, keeping the run as she coiled the rope back up quickly around her arm.

Jonah coughed and sputtered as he tried to look back at the two girls chasing after him down the river. Maria launching another coil of rope down the river, making sure to grab onto the other end. “C'mon, grab it!” She shouted, and he reached out for it, but it slipped away from his hand and Maria was forced to pull back the rope. “Damn it!” Maria cursed, picking up the pace and beginning to run at her full tilt. Slowly making past Jonah, but Maria wanted even more distance. She wanted to be far away enough to jump in and swim after him. She made it almost one hundred and fifty feet ahead as she began to heavily pant from how exhausted the sprint just was. She ran back into the water but noticed there was another splash just close by.

“I got it!” A male voice said, swimming toward Jonah who was still panicking from being whisked away from moderately fast water. Maria stopped and watched the boy swim, he seemed to be pretty alright at it, his dark chestnut colored hair was familiar enough for Maria to recognize him. “Gabriel!?” He grabbed onto Jonah's collar and dragged him through the water, swimming back to shore as Maria launched the rope at him, he was able to quickly grab it and pull himself along with Jonah ashore on the other side of the river. Jonah was panting quietly, laying on the ground coughing up excess water as Gabriel stand back up, giving a friendly salute.

“How the hell did you find us?” Maria wondered aloud, Gabriel gave a giggle as Erika walked up along side him from leaning against a tree, her huge waraxe attached to her back, her ginger hair dripping wet from clearly crossing the river. “Oh, you must have been walking a little faster than us, We got to this river and had to cross. Gabriel was just about done as we heard you guys yelling.” Erika explained trying to wring her shoulder length hair from all the water. Gabriel nodded, walking up and patting the handle. “Getting Erika's gigantic axe across was really hard, but we did it.” He said, excitedly. Maria nodded and looked down at her, she was completely soaked in water along with everyone else.

Her suit jacket was drenched, and her dress shirt was uncomfortably transparent, even if she wore just a black tank top underneath of it. She sighed and pulled off her jacket, wringing it out of the water as she talked to them. “Do you guys have towels?” Maria asked, Gabriel just shook his head. “Nope, We'll have to air dry.” Maria groaned at that, opening her backpack and checking to see if everything in it was still intact, luckily, the backpack was pretty waterproof and nothing even got damp. She took the canteens attached to it, filling both of them with the clean, flowing river water before closing off both caps.

She sighed and put it back on her shoulder, undoing the tie around her neck and just letting it hang off to dry. She gestured everyone to follow her, which they did, Jonah still quietly panting as they walked. The breeze from the feeling of their wet clothes drying off made everyone get a chill, Maria's skin felt damp, numb and cold, Jonah started to shiver as they walked. Maria slung her jacket around her shoulders as they walked deeper into the forest.

Lily walked up to Jonah, gently rubbing a shoulder to see if she could help him warm up a little bit, he looked at her with a smile as she looked back up at him. “So, Jonah... Tell us about yourself.”

He appreciated the question, giving a light nod as he spoke aloud. “Well, Lily. I'm super distantly related to Claire The Unifyer. She helped the 5 kingdoms gather together to fight off the Astrians over five hundred years ago.” Lily nodded at that, jaw dropping a little bit. “Oh, that's super cool!” Jonah chuckled a bit at that, quickly replying. “Yeah, but that was 5 centuries ago, so it's a very distant relation.” He mentioned, She nodded some more, legitimately curious and listening to what he said like she was a lost puppy.

“Her son became a doctor, and took the Oath Of the Sworn Doctor to always treat a patient. His son became a doctor as well.. and onward through the generations all the way to me. My father is a Surgeon and my Mother a Dietitian, Hell, I think my uncle is also a Doctor. ” He clarified, Lily nodding again with a look of curiosity. “What kind of doctor?” She asked, Jonah laughed awkwardly and looked at the ground, quietly mumbling something. She leaned a little closer, not exactly hearing that. “Could you say that a little louder?” Jonah sighed and kicked a small rock aside as he was walking, “Fine, he was a Proctologist, okay?” Lily blinked a couple of times, and heard a Chuckle from Maria up ahead. “Your uncle is a butt doctor then?” Maria said mockingly, Jonah looked flustered, pointing at her as he complained.

“Hey, butt doctors are just as important as any other doctor!” He loudly exclaimed., and Maria just sarcastically chuckled. “...I meant Proctologist, that's supposed to be an official title! Don't try and defame it or anything!” Maria grinned at him. “Butt doctor.” She quickly quipped, Jonah just sighed and sunk his head in defeat, before looking back at Lily. “They wanted me to be a doctor as well, but I can't handle gore and I have a lingering feeling I'll leave some Forceps in a guys stomach or something if they put me on a surgery team one day...”

Lily chuckled at that, but then picked up her pace to walk next to Maria, She inspected her face and noticed that the stitches in her forehead were gone. “Hey, When did you get your stitches removed?” She asked, Maria shrugged her shoulders and rubbed the bumpy scars on her head. “I asked for them to be removed the day after I left the infirmary. So that'd be... about 4 days ago?” Maria answered, not entirely sure because she'd been passing in and out of consciousness from the nightmares she's been having.

“Hey, is it alright if I asked you something?” Lily wondered, Maria looked at her and folded away her map, tucking it under her arm. “Go ahead.” Maria responded. Lily took a deep breath and just got it over with. “Why did you do that to our room? Like.. the curtains were sliced up, the dresser got totaled and there were holes in the walls.” Maria was taken aback by that, but slowly just looked at the ground as they walked. “I don't think you'd understand. So it's none of your business, Lily.” Maria quietly dismissed her, the ghostly bird perching on her shoulder and quietly speaking just afterward. “Maybe you should apologize, Maria.” Maria scoffed a little at that comment, sliding her hands into the pockets of her pants.

“What does that mean?” Lily inquired, feeling slightly upset for Maria not telling her. “It means exactly what I said, Lily.” Maria interjected, crossing her arms and looking away. “You wouldn't get it, it's weird.” Lily frowned and shook her head. “Can you not brush me off, Maria? I need to know if you're okay.” She said, frustrated. Maria just glared at her in response. “I told you everything you need to know, Lily. It's complicated and I'm sorry it involved me screwing up the room... I couldn't tell you more unless you wanted to think I was insane.” She said, walking away from her before going back to checking her map, Lily just sighed, slowing back down to walk along with the other 3 members of her group.


The sun slowly turned a pale orangeish red as the dark forest canopy grew darker, the light underneath the trees began to fade into an almost night like darkness, the only light was the orange sunlight shooting between the gaps of the leaves. Maria stopped and turned to the rest of the group to make an announcement. “We're running out of daylight, but I have some good news.” She started, looking around for a nice clearing as she spoke. “We've made it just about 2/3rds of the way to the temple, another 6-7 hours of walking and we'll be there.” She said, Jonah sighed in relief and stretched as he gave out a yawn. “Oh thank goodness, My feet were getting blisters...” Jonah said, relieved from his yawn. Maria nodded, but continued to speak. “But we're losing sunlight and we don't have a light source, We're gonna search for a spot to camp for the night.” She said, folding up the map into her pocket as she looked around.

Maria turned away from them and issued a simple order. “Find an open enough spot for us to sleep.” They nodded and broke away from her, beginning to search the area for a place to rest. She began to walk underneath the trees and quietly began to pick up sticks and branches, carrying them under her arm. Along with that, she found some fuzzy remains of a dead tree which were very dry and bundled up, and she put that into her hand. She kept gathering sticks until she head the distant yell of Erika just a couple hundred of feet. “Found a clearing!” Maria looked up, noticing that the sound came from the left, so she began to head that way. “Everyone, Over here!” Erika shouted indiscriminately, trying to get everyone to head over to her directly.

Maria walked over the thick tree roots into a small clearing, the canopy opened up to reveal the slightly star filled twilight sky, several small clouds drifting overhead. Jonah arrived next. “Oh god, finally a place that isn't one hundred percent tree.” He said, taking a seat in a patch of grass and yawning. Lily and Gabriel arrived next together, sitting beside each other on the grass as Maria stood up. “Well.. I might as well ask if any of you know how to make a fire?” Maria inquired, with no reply. The silent became kind of awkward, Maria sighing and taking a seat. “Guess not.” Maria placed the bundle of sticks in a patch of flat dirt, grabbing a small log along with a stick. “Welp, I saw this on TV, it shouldn't be hard.” Maria said quietly to herself. The bird interjected, standing atop her head and peering down. “I'm not sure that's how you do it...” He commented, Maria just sighed, grabbing the stick and rubbing it between her hands on the piece of tinder resting atop the log. “Hush up already.” she said, under her breath as she tried to get enough friction to light a fire.

But even after 5 minutes of straight twirling her hands back and forth like an idiot, she didn't even see any smoke. On top of that, her arms were starting to get tired, she growled in frustration, grabbing the stick and throwing it aside, causing it to careen and smack into a nearby tree. “OH FUCK THIS!” She shouted, standing up between the other four. “Do any of you have any ideas to light a fire?” Erika raised her hand, Maria turning a shoulder to look at her, and in her hand was a small metal lighter.

“I forget I have this, sometimes.” She quietly commented, Maria scowled and walked up, taking the lighter out of her hands and inspecting it. “Is it full?” She nodded, “Yep, my dad gave it to me before I moved out so I'd think of him. He's kind of a smoker...” Erika commented with a chuckle. Maria just sighed, flicking open the cap and seeing inspecting the spark wheel, before shaking it a couple of times to confirm. “Great, now I feel stupid.” She bent down to the woodpile, flicking the spark wheel and causing the tip to set ablaze. She leaned down near the ember, but her hands began to shake. The hair on the back of her neck began to stand up and she quickly closed the lid. She sighed, standing up and tossing the lighter towards Jonah with a “Catch.”

Jonah was surprised, catching it just barely and looking at it. “Why can't you light it yourself?” He asked, Maria just walked over to take a seat next to Lily. “That doesn't matter.” She said, trying to brush him off. Jonah shook his head and bent down, lighting the fire quite easily. Sighing and taking a seat in front of the campfire. He glanced over to Maria, only to notice she was about ten feet farther back than when she was previously sitting. “What's with you, Maria? You're acting all weird..” He mentioned, Maria looking at the floor and mumbling to herself. “What was that? I didn't hear you.” Jonah said, leaning up to see if he could hear her. “I DON'T LIKE FIRE, OKAY?” She shouted across to him, Lily looking away with a soft sigh as everyone else just kinda looked at her.

“Fire doesn't bite, does it?” Gabriel added with a smile to try and reassure her a little. “You don't know fire like how I know fire.” She replied, leaning against a nearby tree before starting to explain. “Lily didn't bring her sleeping bag, so one of us will have to just not sleep in one.” Lily awkwardly chuckled as Maria brought that up. “Yeah... my fault! I kinda... acted irrationally.” She explained, Maria trying to act like a calm leader while huddling up in a fetal position, clearly displaying her commanding sense of leadership. “I'll keep watch, you four can sleep.” Jonah frowned a little bit at Maria opting for an all night watch duty. “That's a bit crazy to just stay up all night to keep guard, everyone needs sleep y'know.” Maria stood up and stretched her back just a bit, putting on her coat.

“I'll live.” She responded tersely. They just agreed and began to set up the sleeping bags, sitting onto them as they talked. Eventually after nearly half an hour, Maria managed to sit close enough to the fire to not require shouting at her as Jonah leaned forward with a grin. “Well... Since we're setting up to get to bed. Maybe we should share scary stories!” He said with the excitement of his dormant 12 year old personality, even if he was nearly 18. Lily smiled, raising her arms with enthusiasm with a big grin. “I've never done that before! This will be really cool.” She said with the stupid grin on her face, Maria shrugged her shoulders as Jonah scooted up to the fire. “I'll start.” He said, clearing his throat.

“There once was a cabin... deep in the forest.” He started, leaning up so his arms rested onto his knees as he gave quite the smug smirk. “Did it have plumbing?” Maria interjected, her voice a dull monotone. Jonah sighed, shaking his head and looking up at her. “Maria, that doesn't matter in this story.” Maria shrugged her shoulders. “It matters to me, if he doesn't have a well or something he'll just die of thirst.”Maria said, it was pretty clear she was just being a sarcastic jerk, not actually interested in the story or anything. Jonah looked bemused, before sighing and rubbing the back of his head. “I dunno, he lives next to a river or something.” He explained with a throwaway answer, but immediately Maria snapped back. “Does he even purify the water? Man, he'd have so much Cholera in his system..” Jonah gritted his teeth at that, clearly annoyed. “Maria, shut up and let me continue the story.” He implored, but Maria just shrugged again.

“Alright, good.” Jonah started, going back into his storytelling position. “He was at his home, when a phone began to ring. He went over and picked it up... and there was a voice. A raggedy, upset kind of voice. He said... 'Where are your children?' He wondered what he meant by that... First of all, how did he know he had children? Second... How did he know this number? Well, here's your answ-” Jonah was interrupted by Maria with another sarcastic quip. “How the hell did he get a phone connection in THE MIDDLE OF A FOREST?” Jonah just face palmed by Maria's attempts to pick apart or derail the story, he just sighed and stood up. “Okay, screw the story. Let's just go to bed already...” He said, nonplussed, Maria gave a chuckle and shook her head. Walking over to a nearby tree and slowly climbing up it.

“What are you doing, Maria?” He asked, Maria balancing on a low, thick branch and leaning against the trunk. “Being up here means I can keep night's watch better, also there will be less insects to mess with me.” She explained casually, but he just frowned. “it's because you're afraid of the campfire, isn't it?” Maria growled at that and looked away from him. “How bout shut up?” She said, trying to brush him off.
He just sighed and got into his sleeping back, and eventually everyone else began to as well. Things got quiet except for the whispers, the sun faded and the starry night sky began to shine, covering everything in faint moonlight except for the orange glow of the campfire. Even the whispers began to settle down as people actually fell asleep in their sleeping bags, even if they didn't have a tent. Maria pulled her weapon out of her bag and lightly rested it on her lap as she sat up on the tree, hovering just about ten feet off of the ground.

The bird once again stood on her shoulder. “I think you have nice friends, Maria.” He said, trying to sound chipper with his super calm, gentle voice. Maria sighed, looking at him and his softly glowing orange eyes, and see through body. “I don't really consider them my friends, I barely know them.” She contested, her voice quiet enough not to wake anyone up. He chirped some, surprised that Maria didn't want to try smacking him upside the head. “But you know Lily, isn't she your friend?” He asked, curiously. Maria looked at the floor and sighed. “I knew Lily, but I don't know her. She might want different people in her life and I wouldn't even know it.” He sighed some and looked around. “Well... That Jonah boy seems nice, when you aren't completely ruining his scary stories.” Maria gave a slight chuckle at that. “Well... I think he's okay. He's sort of a wuss though.” She commented, looking at the bird, she was too tired from walking nearly thirty miles in one day to actually be angry anymore.

“Why did you do that, anyway?” He asked, trying to groom at one of his wing feathers, even though he was intangible and it didn't actually matter, he seemed to realize that soon enough as well. “I'm just not a fan of scary stories.” She replied, the bird just responded with a flat “Oh.” She sighed and leaned back against the tree trunk. “It's gonna be a long 48 hours, sitting here waiting isn't going to make it go by any quicker.” She said, he looked at her and tilted his head some. “Well... You could always talk to me, if you want.” He said, hoping that was enough to convince her.

“I still haven't gotten past the fact you killed my parents.” Maria said, lifting her knee up just high enough to rest her arm on and rest her chin in her hand. “I mean it, Maria. It was just an accident, I couldn't control myself anymore.” He explained with a voice tinging of sorrow, she sighed and leaned back, looking up at the stars. “It's not that I'm calling you a liar... But you still were the culprit, my feelings stand.” She replied, crossing her arms and closing her eyes for a brief moment.

“I'm still sorry...” He said, leaning up a little bit to look at her. “Whatever, bird.” She said, reaching up and scratching her head a couple of times before yawning. “You can just call me Gale, instead of bird.” He started, hopping back down and perching on the branch in front of her. “So... Why didn't any of your family adopt you after you lost your home?” He inquired, giving another chirp as he slowly gazed down at everyone else sleeping. “No one wanted to bother, I guess. I knew my uncle could have adopted me but... He was weird and barely talked to me, he could barely stand seeing my dad in the same room as my sister.” She explained, looking up at him as he looked at the area curiously. “Did he tell you that?” He asked, but Maria just gently shook her head.

“No, but I could see it in his eyes and his sudden shift in attitude whenever dad was brought up. Dad hated him just as much, he always took away my TV when I told him I went to go see him... Anyway, he was too focused on raising his perfect little daughter then having to worry about a second one.” She clarified, trying to shuffle into a more comfortable position on the tree. The bird looked down with a sigh. “Oh... I see.”

Maria yawned, looking around for any threats while she talked. “So... What are you?” She asked casually, he looked up at her and tried his best to explain. “Actually, because my original body died, a lot of memories died along with it. I do know a little bit and will try my best to explain” He replied.

“The burns caused on your back by me contained ashes directly from my body. Ash in the body causes Ash poisoning usually, but you didn't have enough to die. When Spectrum tracked me down and killed me, I was still close enough to transfer a small portion of my soul to the remains left on your back. I'm very weak and can't interact with anything, but I still have my consciousness.” He clarified, Maria nodded and unzipped her blade to inspect it. Pulling her sword out as he talked. “Though, I was dormant, grabbing that blade awoke your magical abilities. I took a very small amount of it to manifest myself, It's why you got dizzy when you grabbed it the first time.” He continued, walking up and looking up at the tree, before flying atop to perch right on Maria's head.

“That still didn't explain just what you are.” Maria criticized, he nodded and began to talk once again. “All I know is that when I fell from the rift, I grew insane. Many of my brethren fly into a blind rage once they arrive here. But being held within your soul I'm so weak that I'm able to retain my old personality, even if I don't remember what was on the other side of that rift.” He chirped, flying back onto her shoulder. “That good enough?” He asked, Maria didn't reply. He looked at her and realized she just quickly fell asleep after several hours of sitting in a tree, so he decided to let her rest.

A couple hours passed, Maria not moving from being deeply tired and trying to get some rest, Gale panicked and whispered to her to wake up, even if it meant that she would have another nightmare as soon as he spoke. “Hey... Wake up! Somethings wrong...” He said, worried, Maria began to sweat and shake, before waking up with a shriek and careening her out of the tree along with the weapon on her lap and smashing right into the ground underneath. “Ow... Okay, I'm up.” She said, still tired. It was still night, but it was pretty clear that a couple hours have passed. “There are beasts nearby... I can sense them.” Gale said, glaring around the area, Maria dusted herself off and looked around.

Fear stuck her immediately as soon as she looked into the forest, there were pairs of red eyes surrounding the campsite, the flame slowly beginning to die as she locked eyes with them. She heard one of them quietly begin to growl. Maria leaned down to pull her sword from the bag, holding it in her right hand as she slowly walked over to try and wake the others. “Shit... this looks bad.” She said, before running down to shake Jonah's shoulder.

“Huh..whuh...?” Jonah said, in a haze, groggy and starting to rub his eyes. “Maria.. it's not even morning yet...” Maria grabbed him by the shoulder and quickly pulled him up to stand up with her, even if he stumbled just a bit from the sudden move. “We're under attack, wake the others.” Maria stated, Jonah suddenly snapped back to being fully awake when she said that. “R-really!?” Maria gave a quiet nod and pointed over to wake the others. Maria holding out her blade in preparation for the attack of whatever was hiding in the forest.

“We're in for a long night...” She said, not breaking her stare away from them in case that the fight began.

Thursday, August 14, 2014

SPECTRUM: 4

Somehow updated more than once a week.
Chapter 4: Reason

Morgan took the money she got and quickly pocketed it. Maria insulted her on her way out but honestly she was thick skinned enough to know that wasn't even close to the worst thing she's ever heard. She had the rest of her day free to do whatever she pleased, so first she headed back to her dorm to put up her huge sword somewhere safe. She crossed Maria who was busy leaning up against a wall and staring at the sky, so she didn't even bother to talk to her on the way in.

She opened the door to the closet in her side of the dorm, slipping the blade into a big carrying case and zipping it up before leaning it against a wall. When she opened the door, there stood the somewhat shorter angry teenage redhead everybody 'loved' Maria. “What is it?” Morgan asked her, leaning against the door frame. “Nothing... Just.. Nothing.” She said, turning her shoulder and grazing past her quickly.

Morgan shook her head and slowly went over to grab one of her own bags she used to unpack a couple of days ago. Maria climbed onto the upper part of her bunk bed, the carrying case for her weapon in hand, Morgan said nothing to her and gently closed the door behind her. 'She's really inconsistent...' She thought to herself. Maria always seems to flip back and fourth between quiet, sarcastic, loud and sad at pretty much random times. She's never really gotten to talk to her before, but she's not even sure it would be anything pleasant, it's probably more likely to be an argument.

It's not like she hated Maria or anything, Maria had a lot of bad shit happen to her. You can't really get out of that and end up as the same person you were before. But even then, if she's going to have the same room as Maria does, she'd rather have Maria actually be pleasant to be around and not just... whatever the hell she currently is.

Morgan headed out the front door of the dorm, walking along the courtyard and into the parking lot placed just to the side of the front gate. She pulled a key from her pocket to pop the seat open to her dark red colored motor scooter, pulling out a helmet and pulling her black hair out of the way of her eyes while she put it on her head. She replaced the seat, and turned on the ignition, getting on it and twisting the gas handle a couple of times to warm it up. She slipped the bag onto her shoulder and slowly pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road.

The shadow hours began while she was driving. The sun would drift behind the rift around noon and last a couple of hours, making it look like a mixture of a sunset and an eclipse, luckily it wasn't really too dark and she could drive without turning on the lights. She finally got to her first destination, a small corner market she could get supplies from. She turned off the engine and climbed off, with the bag over her shoulder and resting under one arm, the pushed the door open with one hand, hearing a little bell ringing that was attached to the door swinging.

“Welcome!” An elderly man said at the front desk, Morgan walked up and nodded her head. “Do you mind if I use this big bag for what I'm going to buy?” The old man nodded, adjusting the cap on his balding white haired head. “Oh it's fine, Missy. Just remember to pay for it.” She turned away and began walking the small aisles. “Of course I will.”

She walked into the canned goods section, looking over the price tags and grabbing what she could, stuffing them into her big shoulder bag.

She wouldn't stop filling it until it was much heavier than before, stacked to the brim with cans of soup, pasta, fruit, vegetables and sauce. She carried the entire thing to the front, placing it in front of the elderly man with a soft thump from the weight of it. “Do you have something I could take on the go?” The old man nodded. “You could probably get one of those milkshakes from the refrigerated section. “Go ring that up, then. I'll get one of those milkshakes for myself.” He nodded, pulling out cans and slowly scanning each one.

“What do ya need all these cans for? You doin' a picnic or something?” Morgan shook her head, grabbing a milkshake and placing it beside him for him to scan after he was finished. “I had some left over money, so I wanted to give it to some people who need it more than I do.” He nodded, scanning the last and charging her the money. She slipped him the 100 Geld note and he gave her back a couple of coins in change, she pulled them over her shoulder and waved to the old man as she left. “Have a good day, lil' lady.” He shouted to her as she closed the door.

The scooter started back up, chugging a bit from the extra weight, but once it got going, everything was mostly back to normal. Getting to her next destination was quite the long drive, and those bags would probably start hurting her shoulder after a while but honestly she didn't mind it much.

The city was quite a nice place to live in, it was one of the bigger cities in all of Rosewall. It received a lot of attention recently for being one of the biggest economical powerhouses after Ash was introduced along with Spectrum being built. But that brought good attention along with the bad. People began to sell Ash weapons in unofficial channels, knowing that most people had no right to use it unless they had an academy license to do so.

Citizens didn't like how they were so restricted on using these weapons to protect themselves. They had people to protect them, but they always had to rely on someone else they didn't even know for their safety. So people actually protested it at first, saying that they wanted to be able to protect their own homes and families without having the Academy have to travel there and possibly fail.

People have come to accept it more recently, but some people use the ash weapons to hurt more than protect. This caused a massive rift in the community and a lot of violence broke out over it. Even a war between Rosewall and Astra, a country to the north over how important the weapons were going to be. Morgan knew Lily's father was pretty much the main driving force behind that choice, refusing to license anything that wasn't directly sponsored by him pretty much caused a monopoly on the whole market.

Her thoughts continued to wander, looking at the construction workers slowly repairing a building with their huge construction tools, the monster attacks have been causing less collateral damage in Riverside, but she wished that was the news in the rest of Rosewall as well. The damage and death has been nice and steady on the outside, these academies were still being built and they've only been starting to get marginal success recently.

She pulled around a corner and parked her scooter once again, hiding her helmet and tucking the keys back into her pocket when she turned it off. She kicked the stand and walked along the sidewalk, before coming before a rather large building amid the suburban homes. It looked like a re purposed church, the walls were slate and made of stones, held together by mortar. The windows formerly used to be stained glass, but were replaced with oddly arched windows instead.

She walked up the staircase, it was stone and lined with more stone on each side to lean onto, she got up to the wooden door, hefted the bag back up to her shoulder and gave it a couple of heavy knocks. There was a silence, but the door slowly creaked open with a sound that only a couple hundred year old church could only make.

A woman stood in front of Morgan, she was in her 40's, her hair was a silver shade of gray and pulled into a low ponytail. Her skin was tanned, and besides a wrinkle or two on her lips and forehead she still seemed healthy for her age, She smiled at Morgan, stepping aside. “Welcome back, Morgan.” She nodded her head, stepping inside and looking around.

“Wow, this place never seems to change.” She commented softly. The older woman nodded, giving a slight chuckle. “Yep, Greyhill Orphanage has been pretty much the same for decades now. Same old stone and mortal walls, same hard wood floor as it's always been.” The older woman said, looking at the bag over Morgan's shoulder as she hefted it onto the table. “What did you bring?” Morgan opened the back, grabbing some of the cans and pulling them out, holding them in her hands. “This place is still non-profit, right?” The woman nodded. “Well, since I came across a bit of money recently, I wanted to make a donation of food to you guys.”

The woman smiled and ran over, gently patting on Morgan's shoulder, Morgan kind of had a couple of inches up on her since she was pretty tall compared to the older woman. “Oh thank you, sweety. I know most people who live here usually want to get out when they become an adult, but I'm really happy you seem to enjoy actually coming back.”

Morgan nodded, taking the bag again and shrugging her shoulders. “I've lived here most of my life along with my brother Nick. I felt like I should thank you guys for taking care of us when no one else would and donating seems like the best way I could” The woman nodded some, leaning onto a table. “Well there is another way you could help, Why don't you just volunteer here?” Morgan shook her head with a sigh, grabbing some of the cans and taking them to a nearby food cabinet. “I'm sorry, Annette. I'm with Spectrum now, They don't let people work on the side or anything. All I can do is these short visits and not much more.”

She nodded some and grabbed some cans as well, putting them up along with her, but letting Morgan get the higher shelves thanks to being a good 5-6 inches taller. “Yeah... But that academy is dangerous. You're risking your life to help people when you could just help here instead.” Morgan shook her head, finishing the cans Annette couldn't reach, walking over and leaning against a nearby wall. “Nowhere is safe, Annette. One of the people on my team had nearly her entire family killed off while they were at home. I'd rather just... face the problem people are suffering from head on instead of just repairing and providing relief in their wake.” Morgan explained, her voice much calmer than whenever she spent time with her team.

Annette closed the cabinets, turning to face Morgan as she walked toward her, placing her hand onto Morgan's shoulder. “I know, Morgan. You always wanted to look your problems in the eye. But still... I helped raise you with my grandmother, before she died. I just don't want to see people I took care of getting hurt.. That goes for you, your brother and anyone else who ever walks through these doors when they need help.”

Morgan smiled with a sigh. “Honestly, I'm still glad this place is still up and running.” Morgan said with a smile. Annette nodded, releasing her shoulder and crossing her arms as she kept talking to Morgan. “We barely scrape by usually, it's pretty consistent even if we can only just barely make the expenses every month.” Morgan frowned at that.

“Only barely? Was it like that when I was here, too?” She said, concerned a little bit, but Annette gave a soft nod to that. “Same as it ever was.” Annette replied, grabbing an apple from a fruit basket sitting on a nearby table, taking a bite into it. Morgan sighed and sunk her head. “Look, I want to help. I'll give you half of my paychecks from Spectrum to help you pay the bills” Annette looked a little apprehensive and walked up to her, raising her hand slightly.

“I couldn't do that to you, Morgan. I don't want to take money from you to help this place running, that's your livelihood I'm cutting into.” Annette said with concern, Morgan shook her head and replied. “There was something I learned from living here for 12 years of my life. We take what we get for granted. What people usually need is not what they want, because the truth is, all they need is food, water, a place to rest and stay warm, and clean clothes on their backs. Spectrum has all of that, free of charge. Anything else I get isn't really a requirement. I'm offering this to you out of kindness, not out of spite.”

Annette nodded again. “If you want to do that, then I can't stop you.” Morgan smiled again, and Annette Turned away to check behind a door. She saw some toddlers play with their toy blocks before closing the door quietly and looking back at the young raven haired adult. “Have you seen Nick recently?” She wondered, Morgan shrugged her shoulders at the question. “He apparently met some friends who got him a job, but he hasn't been answering my phone calls. It's been nearly 4 months now, and I still heard nothing.” Annette sighed and shook her head. “Well try and find him, tell him I sent my greetings.”

Morgan lifted her head to nod, before noticing a door pop open, and a child's head poke out. The look on his face suddenly got excited, the dark brown haired kid running up and hugging around Morgan's waist tight, his cheek pressing against her stomach. “Morg!” He shouted, She chuckled and rubbed his head a couple of times to mess up his hair. “Hey Johnny.” She said with a smile. “You got taller in the past couple of months, didn't you?” He nodded a couple of times. “I'm 9 now!” He said with excitement, he let go of the hug and looked up at her, she bent down and grinned. “Well a happy birthday to you, then. I got you guys a bunch of food, but I'm sorry I couldn't get you a gift or anything.” He nods a bit. “It's okay!” He said with enthusiasm.

Morgan stood back up. “Well don't you worry, I'll get you something when I come back next week, alright?” He nodded again when she said that, and she grinned a bit. “You know, I'm sorry to cut this short, Annette.” She started. “But I can't be away for too long before people start wondering where I left, so I'm going to head on back.” She smiled and walked up to give Morgan her own hug. “Take care of yourself, sweetie.” Annete said, Morgan quietly hugged back. “Of course I will.” She said, pulling out of the hug and turning back around to head outside the door.

She went down the stairs as the door closed behind her, she got back onto her scooter and rode quietly all the way back to the academy. She headed back inside the main dorm and headed up the stairs to their room once again. Robin was standing in front of it and gave a soft bow of her head. “Just a heads up, Morgan.” She said calmly. “Maria seems to be falling in and out of consciousness from her head injury. I suggest you stay quiet and try not to wake her up.” Morgan shrugged at that and gave a friendly chuckle. “She's a big girl, she can handle being woken up from nap time.”

Morgan blinked some, before adding to that previous statement. “Well big in the age sense, she's pretty short.” Robin stepped out of the way of the door to let Morgan in, but she stayed still and looked up at her.

“I have a question for you, Robin.” Morgan stated, folding her arms and leaning against the door frame. “Yes, Morgan?” She replied, reaching up to adjust the bun in her hair to be a little cleaner looking. “Don't take this the wrong way, but why did you join?” Morgan asked her, a look of curiosity on her face. Robins lips pursed and moved more to one side, tilting her head and pondering some. “You might need to rephrase that, what do you mean?”

“Well... you're 22. I'm not calling you old or anything, but wouldn't you have figured out what you wanted to do with your life a couple of years before that? You're a freshman but you have nearly 4 years on me and 2 years on our instructor.” Morgan observed casually, Robin's face plastered with a somewhat unsure look on her face, placing one of her hands onto her hip and looking up at her. “To be honest, originally this wasn't what I wanted to do. But... My brother wanted to do this. I joined so I could keep a close eye on him.” Robin revealed, blinking a couple of times as they stood only a couple of feet apart, looking up at the much taller black haired girl.

Morgan frowned a bit, she didn't expect that kind of answer from Robin. “Florence is pretty young, but didn't you trust his decisions at all? I'm pretty sure if he really wanted to do this then he would have been prepared for it.” Robin sighed, walking over to a nearby water fountain across the hall and taking a sip from it before turning back around to reply. “He's still not an adult, it's my responsibility to make sure nothing happens to him, since I'm really the only one here he knows.”

Morgan shook her head, pinching between her brow with a look of irritation. “I think you're only just coddling him, how is he supposed to learn anything if you can't even let him do anything on his own?” Robin scoffed some at that, lifting her chin and lidding her eyes some. “I'll teach him anything this academy doesn't, I don't see what the problem is.” Morgan tilted an eyebrow at that.

“That isn't what I mean, haven't you heard the proverb? 'Learning is hearing, knowing is watching, understanding is doing'? He's not going to understand any of this unless he does it himself.” Robin placed her hand onto Morgan's shoulder, her face cracking the veneer of calmness and looking just a bit upset. “I just want my only brother to not get killed, please don't tell me how to raise my own family. They aren't your problem.” Robin protested, her voice raised slightly from getting called out by Morgan.

Morgan lifted her hand, pushing Robin's off of her shoulder and furrowing her brow a little bit. “Suit yourself if you want to think that way. But for you, Robin? You need to come here for your own reason, not someone else's. If you don't come up with your own, you're just going to end up regretting everything you've done.” Morgan turned away, slowly walking down the hall as she spoke. “Spectrum is no place for regret, I hope you keep that in mind next time.”

Robin sighed, opening the door and heading back to her dorm room to check on Maria. She was out of her school uniform and in a pair of night clothes, a simple black pair of pajama pants and a tank top. She was on her back, breathing deeply while she was out cold. Robin walked in and held the back of her hand to Maria's forehead. It was clammy and hot, as if she almost had a fever. Robin sighed some. “I should probably get her some food.” She exited out the door and began to walk back down the hall.

“My own reason...” She muttered to herself. 'What's the problem with not having a specific motivation for joining into a good cause?' She thought to herself, heading down the staircase slowly. 'Isn't me being on the front lines enough of a reason for me to be here? People are scared and they need every person they can to fight back against those monsters...”

Thursday, June 12, 2014

ADA Alert: SPECTRUM in progress

It's about colors or some shit.


Hey guys, Alli here. I wanted to update my blog and just say I haven't forgotten about it. I've just been busy looking for jobs and hunkering down to write the first of two of my stories. This one is called SPECTRUM, it's kind of a weird side project I've been working on for a couple of months. And here's a weird reason as to why it's being made.

There is a popular show on youtube made by Rooster Teeth called RWBY. I gave it a chance... and I fucking hated it. I thought the plot was bare bones, the characters were flat, and the setting was uninteresting. The entire thing is an excuse for action scenes, and they barely even have them in the damn show. So I started wondering if I could possibly do any better if I tried to use my amateur writing chops and create my own interpretation with it. It went pretty swell at first, but then I noticed that I was beginning to scrap entire plot elements, everything including all of the characters, the setting, some of the plot points... It barely resembled the original work. It went from a fanservicey waifu show about teenage melodrama and getting into fights... into a strange post apocalyptic world where the young generation of people just entering adulthood need to learn how to combat strange monstrous creatures to ensure the survival of humanity.

The characters grew darker, I swapped from the Ruby gimmick to a chromatic arrangement gimmick. It turned into less slice of life and more comprehending the complex emotional relationship between people who've seen things a normal person would go insane even seeing.

So now that it has become an original setting with none of the characters intact, I can't really call it a derivative work any longer. It's more an interpretation based on an abstract concept similar to the original idea, and I'm proud of the work I've done so far.


Hopefully you will be too, as it's going to be released for free, online in a chapter by chapter format.

Tata!