Shadowsblade:year 2 PART 3
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.
This is the story of a man who finds a magic box, one that changes him into a Teenage Drow girl (a dark elf) and he has to deal with the very sudden change. Then handle all the memories of a Drow that was 'made' for a long lost war. This new part of him, has 40,000 years of memories of fighting that war. She has to deal with all that pent up PTSD, her enemy is here, but she loves her. Her old Queen is here and she wants to kill, that Queen ohh so bad!
So far in the story, Rohanna is being sent to a high school for mutants. While in school, she has to learn to keep that temper in check and her vast skills at killing others! She has been attacked in Boston while shopping, by her new lover by accident of fate and by an assassin that nearly kills her.
The last major hurdle in her short new life, is that a science project gone mad! Has made an exact clone of her and linked it mentally to her every thought, it reacts like an extension of her body now.
Life moves on and she makes a movie to get Fae kind more "Out there" and joins the NYPD as a teen cop!
An hour plus later in NYC
With their bikes parked down in central booking’s lower garage the pair made their way to the looker room and changed into NYPD uniforms that were more SWAT than street styled with a slightly thicker vest with combat system of pouches covering it. When all was done, they opened the envelope the chief had given them.
Rohanna read it and realized that the chief really meant all of the plan was secret! He did not even tell the other guards in their van or the drivers and just told them to show up, wait for whoever had this letter and then go. Then add the big thing, this letter was the only thing starting the whole process…the twins were the only ones outside of his small office that knew the whole plan!
The only thing or item pre-set was the vans needed for transport! Even the prison did not know this was coming and certainly ‘Force Fist’ did not know what was coming this early morning!
Rohanna walked into the office of the head of Central booking and Rehanna walked in behind her, then closed the door. He asked instantly, “What is this and what do you need?”
“Read this and call if you need to verify it.” Rohanna asked, handing him the letter.
He took it, obviously reread it at least twice and then made a call to One PP to talk to the chief personally on the matter. He was put through in seconds as the chief was waiting for this call, the man in charge of Central booking only needed a minute to catch up, then hung up the phone.
“I’ll call down and get him ready, it might be a half hour or better because his meal is being served right now. So I want him to eat so he has zero reason to bring it up in court and fuck all this up!”
The head of the whole prison started to make phone calls and called the other men and women on the twin’s letter into the office where they started to go over the plan with over a dozen inside the small office.
After that first call down to the cell blocks was made, ‘Forced Fist’ was getting his breakfast slid to him through a slot in the wall. He sat down on his bunk and started eating till he noticed his cup of oatmeal had two cups one inside the other. This was missed by the staff and guards as the cups were jammed together that well, then added the plastic lid covering all of that up. He pulled the two cups apart and found a note inside…he read it and smiled ear to ear!
Back upstairs, the twins checked out the van that was taking them and made the drivers check everything from the oil to the air pressure in the run flat tires. Next they made sure that each van matched the others as best they could and checked each one for trackers or bugs!
When they were done the van backs up to the ultra-max sally port and they wait for ‘Force Fist’ to show up in the elevator. The huge man grinned ear to ear as he stepped off the elevator, “Hi girls, ya going to dance or strip for me?”
Rohanna checked his huge handcuffs or in this case HUGE metal block that covered both of his hands and nullified all his powers, “Nope and we are not having a school outing.” that is when she applied a nerve pinch to his arm and he yelped in pain, “You will get even more pain if you act up or don’t shut the fuck up!” she barked at him.
Force fist growled back at the warning as he stepped into the van and Rehanna locked his steel booted legs to the floor and linked his handcuff block to the seat so he could not even move his feet or arms more than a few inches, “settle in for a long ride and you will not like the prize at the end.” she quipped while checking his restraints.
With Force Fist all settled in, the twins took the seats at the far rear of the van to give them room to act before the prisoner could fully act and across from him sat both of the other guards that kept at least one set of eyes on him at all times in case he tried to break free.
Outside the van the other four vans all lined up with the twins in the third one out of all five, they all left the vehicle sallyport and drove down the street together in a mini convoy for a few blocks and then each van made a turn here and there until the twin’s van was all alone
They left the garage and even without windows the twins knew where they were going and what street they were on almost down to the street address. The van made several turns and sped up and down with the traffic, the bumps and change to the sound of the tires told everyone the van was on one of the bridges…the drivers and the twins only knew what one was being used!
On the next turn everyone in the van rear section could make out a “toot” of a steam whistle and Rehanna looked at her twin, “That is strange?” she said then another one came.
Across the van from the twins sitting at the rear doors, Force Fist smiled thinking of the note he read hidden in his oatmeal…”You are being moved to Ultra-max right now and will certainly die there. Your cuffs and foot bindings have been sabotaged by me and when you hear two ‘toots’ of a steam whistle and they will release. You escape to waiting transportation there and from there YOU WILL WORK FOR ME for five years for free…your choice or die in prison.”
Force fist knew he was a walking dead man, one never got an appeal to work or a pardon when they killed dozens on LIVE ON TV and seen by half the nation LIVE or a few days later via recordings or cell phone videos. Then worst of all the cop’s own bodycam of him laughing over the dying cop’s body.
“Time to go…” Force Fist smiled(FF from now on for simplification) said under his breath as the large block that was a “set of handcuffs” over his lower arms fell away loose from his arms and the boots fully locking his feet fell off too.
His left hand flew out and smashed the guard to his left right in the face with the now open cuffs and shattered his skull instantly. Then he grabbed the guard to his right by the neck and snapped it. He used the deadman’s body as a temporary shield to the twins and the twins did not attack straight off thinking the man was still alive by his heartbeat...they did not want to kill a fellow cop!
Then he blasted the floor in the center of the van nearest the front with his left hand after he tossed the dead cop’s body at the twins to keep them at bay. The lightly armored floor of the van blasted down and detached more than a bit and acted like a giant brake or anchor that stopped the van from over fifty miles per hour to a dead stop in a few feet.
Rehanna fell forward by the force of the jolt and Rohanna held onto the van rear door handle to keep from being flung forward. FF raised his right hand right at Rohanna and she put up her left arm readying herself for the coming bast with the magical shield spell built into that arm's very armor hidden under her uniform…”oohh VITH!” she shouted just before he blasted her.
(oohh FUCK)
The blast struck Rohanna like a freight train and slammed her into the van’s doors hard, but her shield saved her from most of the damage till FF aimed both of his fists her way and cut loose.
A double blast hit her and blew her plus the door she was standing in front of right out of and off the van at high speed.
She sailed right out the back with the door, as she flew the door flipped away in the wind as a leaf would do and she continued to fly along till her body hit the short wall and rail of a row of townhomes. Her body bent wildly backwards over the rail with a series of bone cracks, a howl of pain ripped out of her lungs and then her body slumped down to the sidewalk with her sitting upright like she would normally lean on it.
Rohanna sat there coming to her senses, she was dazed and in deep pain. She felt a deep pain in her back, but strangely nothing from below her mid chest, “Ohhh shit I am paralyzed!” She cried out and looked back at the van where her twin was leaping out of the ruined van to battle with Force Fist just stepping out of the van’s wreckage.
Back at the fight just starting up at the van, Rehanna mentally yelped to her Twin, “You good?” she questioned while tossing two daggers right at FF’s head and they were blocked by his force field. Just one of his powers besides blasting!
“I can’t feel or move anything from my main chest plate down!” she said back mentally.
(note on Drows they have ribs going all the way down to their belt line that humans do not and a whole overlapped and joined ribcage. The lower parts are in smaller “plates” that are linked to the main cage so that they can ‘bend’ in the middle like humans do. With the overlapped ribs and other things linking them all. It's very hard to stab one and get past it all to a heart or their internal organs.)
“Shoot!” Rehanna said back, “this is bad REAL bad!”
“No shit!” her twin barked back mentally so loud it Rehanna winched a bit as she tossed a levin blot of magic at FF and his shields only quivered for a second.
Rohanna knew this was bad, her twin was fighting all alone and it was only seconds till FF spotted her and moving in to try and kill her. If he did make a move towards her prone body, her only defense was to port away and leave Rehanna all alone…something she was not going to do!
Rehanna popped in and out with her ports to confuse FF and each time she “popped” back she launched a new attack at FF. Even though she was surprising him each time, her attacks were not doing anything real to his shields and she made it a mental note “this was going to take time, time she might not have to wear him out!”
Rohanna saw the fight was not going well and knew both Lilac and her Violet were positioned between her and the fight…the pixies were going to defend their ‘big sister’ with their lives if need be!
“Get on in there you two, I will be fine here! Rehanna needs you to mix it all up and weaken him!” she ordered.
“But you are defenseless!” Violet worried out mentally and Rohanna could feel Lilac nod mentally to the warning.
“GO! I will be okay…GO NOW!” she ordered again and both buzzed away to join the fight rolling down the block that Rehanna was busy fighting.
The pixies flew off to join the fight but could not do too much to help, as FF was something new the twins had yet to encounter. This villain not only was strong as heck with lifting and easy five tons, then add he was a TK or Telekinetic tank that used his force field not only on this body like armor. But also had a full bubble around him for two layers of protection and worst of all, his shield even filtered the poison dusts the twins had used in the past to knock out foes like this. All of that was bad…then add his force blasts!
Rehanna was very busy being alone in the growing battle and was porting in and out to keep FF off balance. Once and awhile she would toss a levin bolt at him or fire or even ice to see if she could ‘peel’ off his defenses long enough to get him down or dead!
As Rehanna was busy the first cars of the local police department showed up and started to fire their guns at FF and he shrugged off the weak attacks like they were nothing. He knew his biggest threat to his new freedom was Rehanna for now and once he was done killing this little girl…her twin was next!
Rohanna pulled out her bow and started wrapping magic around or over each arrow before she cut them loose at Force fist and even that attack was not having any effect. She needed to get into this fight bad! She was upset at herself and her body for failing her right now, “DAMN you legs work!” she shouted while pounding a fist on each one so hard the bones were in danger of breaking!
Next she tossed the only healing spell she knew on her legs and at her back and spine, it was a feeble try that accomplished nothing, “I need to get up and fighting!” she growled then thought “I gotta do something!”
That is when she pointed at a puddle of water in the gutter, “Joan I call you to defend me!” and the water quivered up till the full form of a woman was standing there. Joan bowed to her mistress for a brief second before jumping into the fight with Rehanna, where she blasted streams of water at FF and tried to aid the town or at least distract the human so that Rehanna could end him!
Rohanna could tell even that was not enough, so she pulled a single match from her vest pocket and stuck it on the concrete and as it flared up she yelled out to it, “Kenna defend us!” and the flame grew till it too looked like a woman. Kenna after she finished rising up and fully formed. She looked at the situation and did not even take time out to bow in respect, she just leapt into the fight right off and started blasting away with gouts of fire so hot they bubbled the blacktop of the street as they passed over.
More cars of the local police department showed up and joined the fight and this time the ones showing up had better anti-mutant weapons made just for occasions like this. Force Fist saw the newly arrived cops as a new threat and started in on them. He lept over to a group of three, the first one died via him landing on the man and he was crushed under his weight plus the force field. The next one had his head crushed in and the last was smashed like a fly on the side of a wall wall as a force blast hit her like a fly swatter!
This was bad and like normal it got much much worse!
Rehanna just finished with a short but intense bunch of ports when she spotted five incoming capes or superheros, the first one was a woman in full suit of high tech augmented armor and she dropped off a Huge girl from over a hundred feet up that crash landed right on top of one of the cop cars, the impact flattened it like a pancake.
The giant girl stood up and shouted, “Princess Thunder is here and evil doers beware!”
All Rohanna could think was “Ohhh bother…corny!” till the “Princess” backhanded a cop so hard that he flew off at least a hundred feet and landed with a cash into a minivan where he did not move and Rohanna thought he might be dead or hurt so bad he was out of the fight till he got to an ER!
“YOU just hurt or killed a cop!” Rohanna shouted at the woman.
“Shut up villian, I will get to you soon!” the large woman shouted back and turned back to the fight where she started to gang up on Rehanna with Force Fist!
Rohanna was not about to let that happen and she was going to hurt that woman badly to protect her twin…a twin that was part of her! She pulled an arrow from her dimensional storage, one that was made of a strange metal decorated with engraved runes.
She nocked into her bow in one smooth utterly fast motion and was just activating the spells on it when a flying woman made of flame showed up and landed on the street at the edge of the battle. The flames coming off her body died down a bit, but not all the way to nothing. Rohanna could see a wicked grin cross her face as she blasted two cops with fire that looked very much like a world war two flamethrower!
Both cops screamed in horror and pain as they ran all around trying to snuff the flames, one of the cops was a woman and even with her rolling in a large puddle of gutter water the fire did not die down.
Rohanna was horrified, then so angry she stopped thinking and shouted towards the fight, “Kenna, ELGG ILTA!” she shouted an order in Drow (Kenna, kill her!)
Kenna nodded back to the shout, “Siyo Jabbress,” she said then she spun around from trying to roast Force Fist alive and reached out a hand towards the fiery human, balled up her fist like she was grabbing something then YANKED!
(yes mistress)
Ember Flame was about to blast yet one more cop to ash when her fire power just left her, it left so abruptly it hurt and she faltered, nearly falling to the ground! She just found out that she might be a mutant that controls fire…but Kenna was FIRE itself!
The Armored girl shouted down to the fight from a speaker built into her suit, “Ember look out!” she barely got that shout out before Kenna hit her with so much fire, it turned the street’s blacktop all around her into bubbling boiling tar and she fell to the ground burnt to the bones!
Seeing her friend cut down…no Bar-B-qued made the armored woman mad beyond measure and she flew down to strafe Kenna with a few hundred bullets fired from her twin arm mounted mini railguns and saw that attack did nothing but make her instantly Kenna’s next target for a blast of flame so hot that her onboard computer screamed a overheat warning to her!
Next the armored up woman swung around mid-flight and started to fire small missiles at Kenna to no effect, then switched targets to Rehanna when she spotted one of her teammates armed with swords running up to engage. She wanted to make a quick kill and steal the glory from her teammate!
Shellclad took aim and the figure that was battling a large man or mutant in this case, then she fired one of her best mini-missile, “Take that lawbreaker!” she smiled.
Rohanna saw the shot at her twin coming, “Incoming…leap to the far right to be clear!” She warned Rehanna mentally and Rehanna did so in pure instinct, as her twin was her second set of eyes in this battle.
The fired missile went wide as Rehanna ported away and right back into the fight from a new spot and Shellclad spotted that sudden move and started to aim a new volley at Rehanna. Rohanna noticed that attack was coming and was not about to let that happen again. So she took aim with the magically enhanced arrow she was going to shoot at Force Fist and let it loose at the armored woman instead.
That arrow flew off and when it impacted Shellclad it blew her right leg off at the hip, Rohanna had intended to strike that spot as she did not want to kill the ‘hero’ making a huge mistake just yet! With that leg now missing and the mini jets, plus control jets house in it gone, Shellclad pinwheeled away over a mile and crashed into a small building. Shellclad might have bled out if not for her armor self sealing the wound and binding her leg like a tourniquet to save her life.
A new hero off this team of five exited her teleport spell just in time to watch Shellclad be blasted from the sky, she felt the deep magic from the arrow and the blast and knew instantly by her feeling for magic that Shellclad was lucky to be alive. Next she watched her teammate start attacking a woman…no teenager dressed in a NYPD uniform or the torn rags of what was left of a uniform. That teenager was already fighting a huge man or mutant with a forcefield of some sort.
Crimsonblade, all dressed in her trademark red waded into the fight to engage the woman she was told was an imposter cop dressed in a NYPD uniform and that the large man with the forcefield was another hero trying to save the day! She was also told that any other cops on scene right now were imposters too. But for now she was going to get rid of this woman and then onto the rest.
The newly arrived hero raised her magical staff and was about to add her own powers to the fight Crimsonblade was entering with the woman. When that teenager pulled twin swords from nothing and wrapped each one in a spell so powerful it glowed to her magical sight, so bright it hurt to see it even!
It all started to add up inside her head…seeing the teen getting ready for battle with Crimsonblade and still having the ability to stay in the fight with the large man, next add the other teen who was a twin to this one leaning up seated on the sidewalk…the one that had fired the arrow at Shellclad.
She knew who they were.
“NO Crimson, they are not our targets. They are real cops and heros too!” She warned too late for her teammate to stop before the teen with the swords kept fighting the large man and took only a second to pause long enough to block two of Crimson’s swipes before she cut off Crimson’s right hand sending the hand and blade it held spinning off down the street.
Crimson was in trouble now and very much defenseless as she grabbed onto the stump that was once her right hand. Force Fist saw she was an easy target and a hero of some sort, so he blasted her with a force punch that sent her flying away towards Rohanna by chance and she landed with a smack that even made Rohanna cringe, “Did I sound like that when I hit the rail?” she asked no one!
The new arrival ran over to her teammate and started laying a healing spell on her fallen teamate Crimson, “Hey I am so sorry we attacked you, we were lied to that any cops here were fake and the big guy over there was the hero.” she explained to Rohanna only a few feet away.
A now angry Rohanna barked at the woman, “So your team just takes the word of some ‘THING’ and does not check it? What are you all STUPID or something?”
“We made a mistake and where is the fire mutant from my team? Her name is Ember Flame,” she had to ask just now realizing that she was missing.
“Ohhh that is who that WAS…look over there by the burned out car.” Rohanna sassed like a champ and the woman looked and did not see a person, so she shook her head in question, “Where?”
“The burnt skeleton cooked right into the blacktop…that was her.”
“You killed her!”
“Not us and she made the choice to kill two cops and she paid the price for that poor choice!” Rohanna shouted over the fight and loosed an arrow at the big woman that was keeping Rehanna at bay from taking out Force Fist…the Drow was fighting two big mutant powered “tanks’ for a better word and was barely keeping up!
“I am Azure Arrow,” the new woman introduced herself as, “And let me get Princess Thunder off your twin and help her in this fight.” and she tapped a small earpiece and that is when Rohanna spotted that the woman had elven ears!
“Mary, stop fighting the girl, the guy is the bad one…we were lied to!” she shouted and the woman did a double take that paused her long enough in the fight to almost get her killed by FF if Rehanna had not messed up FF’s force blast aim with a levin bolt of her own.
The only reaction from the huge woman was a shout, “SHIT!” and she spun off from attacking the teen and joined in with Rehanna. Now Force Fist was in trouble with two heavy hitters gunning to end him!
Azure Arrow finished with what she could do for Crimson and moved over to Rohanna, “Sorry again, can I try to heal you?” She asked.
“Fae magic or human garbage!” she asked while shooting an arrow at FF to help in the fight the only way she knew for now.
“Fae of course!” she said, starting a spell up, “What is hurt?” she asked very concerned that anything she might touch would cause even more damage or pain
“My back…I think my spine is shattered or I would be on my feet hurting that guy!”
“Who is he?” she asked, laying more essence into her spell to try and help.
“That is Force Fist and he killed two cops inside my transport and several more once he got out and then your bunch of morons killed even more!”
“Damn I should have recognized him, why did they only assign you two and two other regular cops? Why not a whole convoy?” she asked, trying her best to heal what injuries she could and most of the damage was far beyond her skills!
“Because if that plan got out or leaked, he has enough friends out here to make even a huge convoy a mess…this guy's next stop was death row and a cigar box for his ashes!”
Azure sighed in defeat, “that is the best I can do, I am sure your spine is well past my meager healing abilities.” she said, trying to apologize.
“I get that, but at least you stopped my pain for now. So let’s get back into the fight,” and Rohanna pulled yet one more arrow from her storage and lit off the spells on it. “Here take this and we three…you, me and my twin hit him at nearly the same time and end this!”
Azure took the arrow and studied it, the spells and craftsmanship on it amazed her, “So when do you want me to fire this?”
“Get your teammate in on this and I will tell you. I have control of my team and we are ready right now. Three of these arrows should drop all his defenses and then the rest of my team…the fire girl and water powered one will end this!” she instructed and Azure nodded as she pulled out her own bow.
Rohanna told her twin the plan and yelled instructions to her bonded Nymphs in Drow so that Force Fist did not know what was happening. Azure got a yelp of “Yes and ready for you to call it!” from Princess Thunder over their comms.
Azure nocked her bow and Rohanna did the same, “You fire first and we will use you as the count down…when you are ready go!”
Azure let the arrow loose, Rohanna followed when she felt it was right and then Rehanna ported away a few yards from the fight for her shot. Azure’s arrow hit first taking down most of Force Fist’s outer shield, then Rohanna’s arrow stuck a millisecond behind that one in the same spot taking the rest down and knocking his next body covering shield way down. Rehanna’s arrow hit next and finished the job…Force Fist was now totally defenseless for a second at least.
With his shields down for now, Joan was next to attack and surrounded FF with a huge ball of water that started to drown Force Fist. Then Kenna was next in her attack that heated the water till it boiled and cooked Force Fist alive till he was on the edge of death. Joan added new cool water for the next part where Rehanna strolled over to him, tossed one of her many poisons into the ball of water and he died from it…the poison then went inert, as simple water deactivated it and left no trace it ever existed!
Rehanna sighed and then walked over to her twin, then plopped down wearley by her side, “Well that is done, now we get some seats at the game as a reward?”
“Ohh you bet we are getting seats!” Rohanna barked.
Joan checked that Force fist was dead and watched on as one of the NYPD cops on the scene walked over to his body, smiled…then used a ‘mutant buster’ shotgun on his head several times till there was nothing left but a red smear, “Fucking cop killer!”
Kenna had taken that time to rush to Rohanna’s side, “We have to get you back to the grove and the Matron to be healed!” she said in Drow to keep others from knowing what they said.
“Go on and get to the Matron…I will come as soon as I can. I am farrrrr to pooped to port right now!’ Rehanna laughed.
Kenna nodded as Joan spun up her power over water and made a huge flow of it to lift the injured twin, then a bed of water shimmered as Rohanna’s body lowered right through it and vanished from sight. Then Joan’s own form lost all of its definition and she vanished with the water.
“Should I stay Mistress?” Kenna asked as she scanned the area for any new threats.
“No, go back to the grove and keep it safe,” Kenna nodded, saying that She understood the order and vanished in a puff of smoke.
Rehanna leaned back on the railing and sighed, “Well now we wait till the rest of the cops come, the detectives grill us and we watch as they scoop Force Fist up into a body bag.”
Azure took a spot next to her, “Maybe I should go find Shellclad?” she thought out loud.
“Your choice, but after my twin blew her leg off…she looked okay to us?” she laughed.
“Not funny!”
“Ahhh Very funny, she chose poorly and attacked my twin…threatened my back up cops and the fact she is even alive after doing that act where we saw it! Is us being VERY KIND THIS WEEK…we buried a good friend this week, so fucking with a fellow cop where we could see it? You get the idea!” she warned the hero sternly..
“I get it…we messed up and have to own it.” she admitted.
“Besides that armored chick can just build herself a new leg and call it a choice AND an improvement she made personally. AKA lie about it!” Rehanna laughed.
A few days later at Whateley Academy
Rehanna strolled into the main campus building and up a few floors to Mrs Carson’s office, where she dropped off a large file with a NYPD logo on its cover, “That last report from Force Fist’s prisoner transfer.”
“Girl she wants to see you and Rohanna too.” Miss Claire said, (she was Mrs Carson’s secretary)
“Rohanna is still out in the grove resting and healing her back.”
“Ohhh she must have been injured far worse than I knew…sorry.” she said back, concerned for one of the students' care.
“She will be fine, our healer is a great one and injuries like this are well within her vast skills.” Rehanna said as she started towards Carson’s office door.
“Here take your NYPD file into her and have your chat.” Miss Claire smiled at the teen as she entered Carson’s inner office.
Rehanna entered the office and closed the door right away, “You wanted to see me?” she asked Mrs Carson walking deeper into the office to place the NYPD incident report on her desk.
“Yes I did…so your twin is still out of action and out resting in the grove?” she asked, pouring herself a drink and pulling an orange soda out for the Drow. She knew the twins well and this was their drink and brand. Carson always kept some in the small fridge inside her office since they twins first came to school and she found out what the pair preferred to drink.
Rehanna took the offered soda and sat in the chair nearest the desk, "Yes Ro is out there resting for a few more days.”
“Well that is nice to hear that she is getting better, but I read over your report…the one you turned into the NYPD on the day of the prison break and I have some questions.”
“Shoot Mrs, Carson.”
“Read that Ember Flame died in the fight, she was burned alive and her body exposed to a fire so great in its heat and intensity. That it burnt away most of her body and left only her bones fused or melted into the blacktop of the street.” she asked while sipping away at own scotch on ice.
“That is about right.”
“So what or who killed her?”
“Her poor life choices are to blame.”
Carson had a less than friendly look on her face when she questioned the twins being sarcastic,”What do you mean by that remark?”
“She ran up onto a battle between cops and a death row inmate in transit…attacked the cops there, being US and did not check her source for any truth who was who…based on what her OWN teammate said at the time as to who they were helping and who were the bad guys, so to speak. So she attacked and killed two local Jersey officers and paid the price.” Rehanna said flatly, not even showing an ounce of emotion over the woman's death.
“Did you kill her?” Carson had to ask.
“Nope neither one of us did.” Rehanna smiled, not lying an inch as Kenna, one of the twin’s bond nymphs did!
“Did you order it?”
“Nope,” she kept smiling as Rohanna ordered it!
“Did…” Carson started to question.
“Do you really want to know…she killed two cops and that is it DARN IT!” Rehanna barked.
Carson was treading on thin ice, this was Rehanna the older part of the pair of twins and the one of the pair that did not stand for humans even questioning her choices or acts. She would yank the pair right out of the school and wait till all the humans that might want to punish them were long dead including Carson herself! Drows had a life span long enough that taking a few decades off was nothing to them…it was like a human taking an afternoon away from work.
“I understand…” Carson said sipping her drink, the older Drow soul was right in this case. Some questions are best left unasked.
“Anything else.” Rehanna asked, finishing off her soda.
“Yes, an attorney wanted to depose you Monday. He requested to have the interview here and the NYPD passed the request on to me. I said no, this mess is the PD’s and I told them…that she or they will meet the attorney there in the station or wherever they request. I am sure they wanted access to the school for some strange reason?”
“Who…what case?” Rehanna asked, knowing that they had many on the books and requests like this were going to come more and more as they worked with the NYPD.
“The case dealing with your arrest of the football player, he is gathering evidence in his case to discredit you and your twin in the arrest so he can get off the drug arrest…I am sure he is headed to a full decade in prison with all the drugs you found with a machine gun with filed off serial number?” Carson said while checking her notes on the case file that she had at the ready on her desktop along with a few others dealing with the Drow.
“Hummm we found him with so much cocaine it snowed and the gun was a freebee, he could have just bought any gun at a dealer that was a legal to own machine gun. But he had to have one he could toss in case he committed a crime, then add the darn thing was stolen too!” Rehanna shook her head at the utter stupidity of the man who had a college degree and now there was some doubt on the Drows mind that he cheated or got passed along by teachers or the orders of the college leadership to keep the foolsball team’s best player in the game.
“From what I read the case seems to open and shut with all the pictures and that two other officers swore they saw the same thing in their reports of the day. I have to wonder what his attorney is playing at, what is his angle on this case…what is he hoping to find?” Carson wondered out.
“We don’t have a clue, the file on this case is thick enough to build a house out of and if it ever got out into the wild he would never play again anyway! Even if he found a way out of this self made mess, no team would touch him.”
“I agree, but make sure you show up to whatever deposition the NYPD sets up for you and make sure you both show up. I know you think alike and know each other in ways we can’t even fathom…but they don’t and never should know.” Carson said as Rehanna stood up and started to walk out of the office.
“Understood Mrs Carson,” is all the Drow said before she closed the door.
Days later in New York at the legal center for the NYPD
Rehanna held the door for her twin as she walked into the room, both in basic PD uniform with one exception. Rohanna had what looked like a pillow of some sort in her hand and she found a seat that she liked, rolled it over to the table then sat down. Her next act was to place the somewhat hard pillow behind her in the small of her back and she seemed in a bit of pain till the pillow found the right spot, “Ahhh that is better,” she sighed out a bit.
It was not too long before the NYPD union representative and the city DA showed up in the room. The DA made fast work of laying out a few files on the case, she stacked her files and shuffled many papers to get all set. She then noticed Rohanna and that pillow.
“What is up with that? She asked, pointing it out.
“Well when you fly fifty feet out of the back of an armored van transporting a death row inmate, hit a concrete and steel railing for a row house and bend backwards like a horseshoe over it…it leaves a mark and a weeee bit of pain!”
“Ohhh you must have been in pain the day of this arrest?” she said looking at the case date and saw it was only a few weeks ago.
“Nope…Only got hurt last Sunday.”
“What?”
“We heal fast and our insurance is better than the department's.” Rehanna laughed and the union rep laughed too. As he knew who the twins were and the DA seemed to be out of that loop!
“You could not have been hurt that badly?” she asked thinking the girl might be trying to get some sort of disability claim started against the department.
“Ohhh no I was hurt and hurt bad. My spine was shattered so bad a jellyfish had more backbone than me afterwards! It's just we Fae heal better and magic is one hell of a drug!” Rohanna laughed now.
The DA looked confused then flipped the file open to the twins personal jacket and saw the marks for Mutant and Fae and Magic user…a rare combination in any police department in the US! “Ohhh I see that now, I didn't have time to read your files and the case notes too on the arrest. And I will say you did real good on collecting evidence, I have seen CSI techs do less!”
“Thanks!” Rehanna smiled.
The attorney for the football player showed up more than fashionably late and the DA was a bit mad at that fact, “Counselor, we almost called this a no show and would have billed your office for the DA and the department’s time!”
“Well I guess it's good I made it then?” the attorney sassed taking his seat at the head of the table. The court reporter shook his head to the statement and made a full note on his pad of what was said.
“Strike that from the record please,” he asked the reporter.
“Can’t do that for you. Your statement shows the court your respect or lack of respect for the process of the court.” he said deflating the attorney’s ego several notches and anyone could tell he took GREAT pleasure in doing so.
“Humm, so let's start then?”
“All on you to start or waste time…the state pays my salary!” the DA smiled.
“Okay I wanted this deposition held at your school. BUT I could not get permission. Heck I had to get a Judge to even obtain the school’s name. He obtained the information requested and then did not tell me…he said it was privileged, then even withheld even the state your school is in and what or who they have attending there!”
“Really?” Rehanna played at acting shocked and surprised with a giggle.
“Tell them the rest, why don’t you?” the DA smiled.
“I was told that even the FBI has to ask to come onto your campus and can be told to leave their weapons at the gate? What is this place?” I was a bit of an exaggeration, but why tell this blow hard attorney that the judge was just stringing him along to shut him up!
The deposition went on for over three hours and the DA had to shut the attorney down several times, not to mention the PD union representative had to cut in a few time when he went a bit too far, “I have to warn you again…DO NOT CALL THESE OFFICERS LIARS, they will not stand for it!” the rep shouted knowing the twins were more than offended, he personally knew they should not be called liars and why most of all!
“I call out a lie as I see them!” the well dressed attorney barked back.
“Well that was the last one…we are not sticking around for abuse!” Rehanna said standing up.
“Abuse, this is nothing. I wanted to serve a search warrant on your school and personal rooms for evidence in this case, BUT the judge shut me down!”
“Good for him…you would have found nothing anyway! But this is over?” Rohanna asked and looked towards the Union rep and the DA.
“Yes it is!” the DA said, closing her files and opening her briefcase up to drop them inside.
“Okay for now, I will see you both later,” the attorney for the football and drug dealer warned. The twins gave him a very evil eye that should have scared him if he really knew them!
Friday of that same week
Bill walked down the stairs of his home still dressed in his shorts and bath robe, yawning and sniffing the air. He could make out the scent of Jineen having made her morning coffee and he knew that was a very good thing, as Jineen without her morning coffee could be an Irish red headed hand full of anger.
“Morning honey!” He said, giving her a kiss on the cheek as she leaned on the kitchen counter top, “How did you sleep last night?” he asked as she poured him a cup and refilled her own.
“Well did I wake you?” she asked with a wicked smile.
“Nope…no knife in the back or a foot up my butt? So you slept well!” he chuckled.
“So what are the plans for today?” she asked, sipping her cup and more ready for the coming day than her hubby…she was already dressed!
Bill took a sip of his coffee and grinned, “Ohh this is the new stuff the twins got from school, I love the vanilla and mint flavor! But we got food all bought, pick up a few trays of food for our small gathering here and I help you clean up a bit!” he said laying out his plan for a rare four day weekend off!
“That sounds like a plan, I hope the job doesn't call you in?” Jineen worried that ARC always seemed to call in her hubby for some sort of nursing needs or a new mutant showed up?
“I told them not to call me no matter what. The only way I am going in is if the whole center is going to blow up or blew up!” he laughed that they would need a world ending incident to even get his attention this weekend.
“I already made a list for the store. We will get some sliders for the meat eaters, the twins and for the Fae I am getting a ton of cut fruit and a special made tray of several different styles and flavors of fries. Also for them and anyone else I am getting an order of fried fish and shellfish sent over Saturday.” she said placing a shopping list on the counter in front of Bill to read over.
“Ohhh good you added in stuff for breakfast, the ones staying overnight will mow through what you have in the pantry if we don’t stock up…darn teens always eat more than a NFL football team can in a week!” he warned.
“Ohhh ya but I do love the twins' friends, they always leave this place cleaner than when they got here! The last time they slept over they washed all the sheets and magically cleaned the carpets!” Jineen said more than happy that the kids were great guests!
Outside of Bill and Jineen’s condominium row home, a lone Pixie studied with curiosity the group of humans creeping up the walkway laying between the row of homes. She had first noticed them gathering out in the street a block away and then rolled up the street hanging off several large SUV’s. She knew what those humans seemed to be, a SWAT team of some sort…but not the local one! She knew the local teams well, one was ARC’s another was Whateley’s and the last was the tribal police…those Indians were mostly weres and thus nearly unstoppable!
The group of what seemed to be cops and SWAT stopped at the home’s gate and one slipped forward to open the gate slowly so it made no sound. Now Ceinlewen was concerned, guarding this home was her job and now the cops were sneaking about TOO close!
The small Pixie raised her hand and tossed a spell skyward…a call to action to all Fae nearby! She felt her home and charges might be under attack, but she couldn't act till there was violence so bad that Bill or Jineen might be hurt…she would wait for now, because she had standing orders not to call out a potential attack….she had to wait for one to happen!
One of the members of the first pack of SWAT stopped in his tracks, “Something is wrong…VERY wrong!” he warned the group.
“Stop being a wimp, you finger wiggler!” one cop whispered to the man an insult aimed at magic users!
“I am out of this…you go right on in and don’t say I did not warn you?” he said, sliding out of the stack of cops and walked at a fast pace back down the walkway.
“What do you see?” another cop asked the magic user as he left.
“I feel it and what worries me more is I CAN’T SEE IT or see anything wrong. BUT my bones are tingling that something very bad is happening magically, so I am gone!” he said back in warning and left even faster now.
Miles away at Whateley academy.
Kyley was going over her notes for class with Kevin the other “real” Drow at school besides the twins and ‘Sanctuary‘ one of the other regular elves here and the Fae creatures team healer. Ky was going over notes with the pair on american literature as Ky was having a bit of trouble with the plain “english” parts sometimes.
Jade strolled into the class room with Fey and sat at the table behind the small group, “Hey how's it going Ky?” Jade asked, flipping open her laptop and yanking a notebook from her bag.
“Doing fine,” Ky smiled as she pulled out her Japanese lesson book. This class was one of the wired combo classes that taught several subjects over the course of three hours, two days a week plus homework! This one was English literature, Japanese language and German language. The teacher taught all three subjects in the same room to save time with students shuffling around.
The twins ran into the room just as the teacher closed the door and locked it, “Barely made it with one second to spare,” the teacher said looking at her watch.
“Sorry Dr Kobayashi, we just got side tracked with Dr Tenent and she wanting a new x-ray of my back for the record.” Rohanna explained and held up an envelope holding old style film x-rays for her growing collection!
The teacher shook her head to the act and the fact the twins had a growing collection of x-rays of their ever increasing list of injuries! “Please take your seats and class we are starting with Japanese today…books or data pads to section thirty three.” she asked, walking to the front of the large classroom.
Rehanna warmed up her data pad and Rohanna got a notebook ready. They really needed to brush up on Japanese as the Lord of the Thrones movie was going to have an early media stop in Tokyo and other major cities in Japan.
The pair was listening intently to everything and one twin was keeping up with the lesson on the data pad, the other was making notes in their shared notebook. Yes the Drow might have an instant photographic memory but actually writing out Japanese characters was a skill one had to do by hand. The whole class in turn was running through verbally with each saying or sentence to make sure they all could say it all correctly to the teacher's satisfaction.
Back at Bill and Jineen’s home
Outside the condo the cops stacked up and got ready, one cop covered up the doorbell camera then stood back One rather large cop made his way forward to the door with a huge handheld ram, he nodded to another cop and that cops said in a normal voice, “State police we have a warrant open the door” and he knocked softly, so softly in fact it was like a five year old knocking!
The large cop didn't even wait five seconds before he stepped to the center of the door and readied a swing with the ram. He followed through with a strong swing and as he stuck the door an explosion of magic flung him back a dozen feet to flop with a scream of pain into Jineen’s favorite plum tree that he snapped to the ground…the plant was not going to get fixed without major help!
One of the shocked cops fired a single shot at the door and the bullet just stuck the magic shield there, hung in the air flat as a pancake for a split second and fell to the ground useless! ”Fall back fall back, this door has some type of shield on it!” The leader of the team barked and the group of men walked backwards with a small shield held by the last man covering his retreat.
Inside the condo, Bill heard the blast and the small shake of his home…not to mention the scream from the man sent flying! He looked over at his home security panel that happened to be right next to the kitchen area at what looked to be a small desk/nook/cabinet at the junction of all the home’s stairs. The video for his doorbell camera was blacked out and so was the one aimed at the front entry and garden…but the system read the cameras as “green” and working!
He tapped the panel and spun the recording of the camera’s back and found military dressed men or attackers slowly creeping up on his home just before the cameras went dark. When he saw that he hit the home’s alarm that locked all the doors, rolled armored shutters down over the windows and lastly sent an emergency signal to ARC who would be showing up in a few minutes with a platoon of battle armored guards.
“Jineen, we are being raided!” he shouted at his wife as he smacked a fist at the cabinet and a secret panel popped open that held two pistols and two small grab bags. Bill ripped the velcro sealed bag open and pulled out a necklace that had two medallions on it. Jineen did the same with her own small bag, “I am so glad the twins thought to use those cheesy cereal box toy spell medallions and make a permanent version of them for us!”
(note on the ‘cereal box’ medallions. It was told in an earlier chapter that the movie company gave the rights to a cereal company ‘lucky charms’ to make a movie tie-in toy medallions with spells on them and WHOOPS they did their research too well and made REAL spell medallions that could work if you had some basic magical essence to use. So the twins made more permanent ones for Bill and Jineen by adding a stone set into each one to hold essence. The married couple has two hanging from a necklace…one is a shield spell that can stop some bullets and the other is a well made invisibility spell)
Back at Whateley Academy
Everyone in the class was following along with the teacher’s lesson plan and reciting Japanese one at a time to make sure they were pronouncing the words or phrases correctly. Jade took her turn as one of the students at the table and then Rohanna was next, she flipped her notepad over to show her the notes on how to say the phrase right.
But before she could show the teacher her understanding of the lesson, suddenly both twins perk up and shout “Shit no way!” in english rather than their more normal curses in Drow! Then they both vanish with a port without speaking a single word.
Kevin reacted to them porting almost instantly, “Gee I felt that they were really mad and concerned for someone?”
“Yep they were PISSED!” Kyley said and stood up as she herself felt what the twins had felt before they ported away. “Dr Kobayashi, call Sam the only person in the school’s security team the twins respect...something bad, VERY bad is happening at their place in town. I can feel it’s being attacked somehow, as its magic shields just reacted and repulsed an attack of some sort?”
“Are you sure Miss Baron?” Dr Kobayashi asked and was already picking up a phone off her desk.
“So sure I am leaving right now to fly to my place in town and check it for my own piece of mind as I live about a block over from them or Bill and Jineen’s home that is!”
Ky was already thinking of her love Becky and was already calling her inside her mind, ”Are you at home my love?”
“No, why? I am out doing some chores before the weekend and have Tessa with me.” Becky asked back and Ky could feel deep concern flow over their connection.
“Someone is attacking or dumb enough to attack the twin’s place in town…I am flying home to see what is up! Don’t go home just yet, I will get back to you!” she said mentally as she zipped up her bag and then dropped it into a very secure locker in the hallway outside the class. She took time to slap a bright red warning sticker on the front of the locker “Class ‘X’ inside open or touch at your own risk!” She put that sticker there, as her books from ARC and other places were inside that book bag and those books could bend a human mind or kill just by opening one!
Becky checked several things flowing in from ARC on her car’s computer that was securely linked to their systems and found an alert had come in for her home’s area. An alert so bad, they strongly suggested not even going to that area till an all clear was sent.
Becky called up to ARC on the car’s com system to the best contact she knew up there, “Dr Otto’s office please it's an emergency please, “ she said to the main operator.
“Becky he is busy right now,” the operator said quickly…too quickly!
“Ohhh I bet he is…get him on the darn line as what is happening is right next to my home and Kyley is flying over there right now! So do you want to handle this now, or after two drows and a GOO go crazy down in Dunwich?”
There was a soft ‘pop’ on the line as a new voice came on, “Becky please tell me that the only resident GOO I have on staff right now is not headed down to the Dunwich condo homes complex?” Dr Otto asked…no begged!
“She is not headed down there…she is flying!” Becky jested to his pain!
“SHIT!” he barked, “we just got a full blown alert from the Leigh twin’s home and Bill is not one to jump the gun as they say, with him being an ex combat marine or in his case corpsman!”
“I know Bill’s past and him calling for help means something is really wrong…any phone calls or contact from them?” Becky had to ask as she had her own and knew the procedures on how to ask ARC for help in emergencies.
“It's strange, no phone calls, their cameras are down…the front door and front garden and their alert...call for assistance came to us via the satellite.” Dr Otto mentioned as he checked his own feed on the situation, “We will have something there in less than ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes…the twins could level the entire condo area in ten minutes and if Kyley gets dragged in even more!” Becky warned.
In the Dunwich condo community
The twins port onto the roof of their home and hide themselves with an invisibility spell before moving towards any edge of the row of townhomes, they peer over the edge and spot a SWAT armored truck from the state police.
“Ohhh they best not be here to arrest us or Bill and Jineen…that is not going to happen today!” Rohanna growls in Drow and her twin nodded in agreement.
“Let’s get inside, see how Bill and Jineen are doing and then figure out what the hell is going on?” Rehanna said and ported away.
Rohanna looked to the Pixies buzzing about her head, “Stay here, hide. We might need your eyes on what is happening out here!” she ordered and they nodded silently knowing their task.
Inside the townhome, both Drows port in across the dining area from Bill who is busy with the home security system. He is tapping buttons and features on the panel like mad, “Honey they cut the phones and the internet, plus jammed the cell phones…the only thing working is the satellite.” he explained and warned.
“Did they really think we would not know someone was ATTACKING OUR HOME!” Rehanna shouted out suddenly and startled both Bill and Jineen.
Jineen instantly ran over to the nearest Drow and hugged her, “I know Ro honey!” (she knew what twin was which and most could not tell)
Bill pointed to the panel, “Any idea who is out there?” he asked the pair of teens.
“They have state police marked units and SWAT armor down the street just out of sight of the windows and the cameras.” Rehanna explained as she went down the steps to the front door and started to add even more spell shielding to it.
When Bill heard that new information he tapped the panel and listened to the doorbell camera video that was black, he rolled the time back to listen to just before the spell guarding the door went BOOM and he listened to the cops very feeble attempt at serving a legal warrant with a whisper of “police warrant”. So he tapped the panel to send that video up to ARC and the legal teams there!
Next he tapped the doorbell camera speaker on, “Hey out there if you are REAL police come forward and show yourselves? I just heard that FAKE try at serving a legal warrant and sent that video file to our lawyers!”
“You come out!” they barked back from cover.
“NO you come and show us the warrant or we can wait for a few powered armored troops to show up or the local tribal police that cover this township and you can explain all of this to them?” Bill warned that he had back-up coming and it was not small!
Kyley was not one to hide when a friend was in danger, so she landed on the rooftop of the twin’s condo well within sight of the cops just on the walkway down the row of homes. The sight of a seven foot tall armored amazon was not exactly a friendly one. Then add as she landed, ARC’s dropship full of powered armor just arrived and started to hover over the area.
“Stop where you are, we are Arkham Research Consortium. We request that you stop all actions and be ready for the local police to show up and check your credentials and warrant. If you continue with any violent actions it will be met with extreme force!” a voice from the dropship warned.
The state troopers seemed to be arguing with a man in a suit out on the street a block away, a very well dressed man at that! They seemed to fight with words back and forth till a dusty jeep with a great off road kit rolled up and the side was emblazoned with “Medawihla Tribal Police”. A Huge man stepped out of the jeep with a noticeable creak of the jeep's body and he was big in muscles not fat!
The burly man was Stalking Bear or Joey Waters, the tribe's sheriff. “What is going on? He asked.
“Who or what are you? The well dressed man asked.
“I am the local police and we share jurisdiction over this village with the state and for the most part the state leaves us alone…so why are you IN my town unannounced!” he growled right at the state trooper's obvious leader, a captain by his rank bars.
“We are here to serve a search warrant and did not want you to warn those in the home beforehand.” the trooper said.
“So you are calling me and my department criminals or cheats?” he said, eyeballing the trooper captain angrily.
“No…but we have to be cautious. So tell the occupants of the condo to come out now!” he barked.
“I want to see this warrant?” Stalking Bear said, putting his meaty hand out.
“I want to see it too!” said a man just arriving in an upscale car, one that had an ARC logo in the windshield as a parking pass of some sort. Right next to the car from ARC was a security jeep from Whateley, it was unmarked but any local knew who or where it belonged to by the armor and the fact it was very new and clean…top of the line and pricey!
“And you are?” the well dressed man asked the newcomer, as Sam stepped out of her jeep to join in on the conversation and she nodded to Stalking Bear who winked back rather comically to lighten the mood a bit.
“Council for ARC and for those inside the home, warrant please?” he now asked and Stalking Bear stepped back letting the new man take over. The new lawyer from ARC read the search warrant over quickly, “So you are looking for evidence related to your defendant’s drug and illegal weapons possession case?” he asked to clarify.
“Yes,” the well dressed man said back simply.
“You really don’t have any items listed here for what is “evidence”, who gave you such a general warrant that covers WAY too much and literally lets you take the whole home's contents as “evidence” in your case?” the ARC lawyer said as he pulled up the judge who signed off on this mess by his name and BAR number at the document’s bottom.” Ohhh I know this judge, he really has it on for anything even ARC related since he lost in court to them, this warrant is a bit tainted by prejudice…but we will let it ride and you can serve it under my watchful eye!” the ARC lawyer warned.
The ARC lawyer walked towards the condos while on his cell phone, he was talking directly to Bill inside the home. “Bill, I am Jones the ARC attorney out here and yessss they have the right paperwork sorry to say…they get to come in and I will watch them every second fight over each item touched or taken one by one. This might take hours, as I am not going to give them an inch!”
Stalking Bear the tribal sheriff was following behind with Sam and they both shook their heads in turn and Sam whispered to Joey, “This might go sideways…that IS their home and the twins are not even going to care about legal paperwork in my opinion!”
“No they won’t, but if they want to hide out on my tribe’s land…they are welcome and anyone is welcome to push past all of us weres and a grove full of Fae.” the large man offered and warned.
Kyley jumped off the building from her perch and landed in the middle of the walkway, “So Jones, you are letting them into the Leigh’s home…you know this will not go well?” she said as her armor vanished and her body shrank down to the normal blonde teen she was at Whateley.
“And you are? The well dressed attorney for the drug dealing suspect asked.
“Baron and a friend of the people in there,” she said and it must have really creep the man out as Kyley had not blinked for well over two minutes.
“What are you?” the state trooper captain asked.
“Concerned citizen.” she smiled in such a way that scared the man and you could smell it and see it as his hand was hovering on his gun.
Stalking Bear knew Kyley well, “If you pull that gun on her…it's all on you and you will not make it,” he warned.
“Step aside you blond bimbo!” the attorney ordered.
“BIMBO?” Kyley shouted, “Five words…FIVE WORDS!”
“What is this five words?” the state trooper asked and his resident magic user stepped up a bit to answer, “Ahh sir, five words could be…she only needs to utter five words and…” he ran his finger across his neck to show his throat being cut!
“Are you threatening an officer of the court?” the attorney asked.
“Nope…she promised you.” Stalking Bear smiled, “and she can do it too. “You will not die, but you might want to claw your own eyes out or rip your ears off your head or jump off a cliff…but you will not die at her hand is what I am saying!”
The attorney visibly ‘glupped’ and mentally noted that this bimbo had not blinked for what had to be well past five minutes now! “Is she human?” he asked once again looking around for an answer.
“No I am not” she grinned back.
“Kyley!” Sam shot at the ‘teen’.
“He asked, so I told him!” she smiled even more.
Jones the attorney for ARC arrived at the condo’s door and leaned down to the doorbell camera and yanked a piece of black tap off it and noticed another covering the camera looking over the garden/entry area, “Get the tape one off that camera too!” he barked as he pointed up and tossed the wadded up ball of tape right at the state trooper!
The trooper captain was not pleased at the act of defiance, but Kyley laughed to the sight, “I got this, I am the taller one here” she said growing back in size to that armored amazon and she pulled the tape off the camera lens and gave it a little cleaning with a cloth she pulled out of a hidden pocket…”all done,” she said shrinking back down to her ‘in school or public’ size.
“Thanks Miss Baron,” the lawyer said as he tapped the doorbell and he looked into the lens addressing those inside, “Bill…Jineen, I looked over the warrant and it's valid for now. It's full blown bullshit, but valid!”
“This is OUR home, we should not let them in!” the twins barked in stereo!
“Girls, we have to let them in. I don’t want to and I don’t want you to fight them and Bill and I lose you both!” Jineen said as she hugged one twin close and the other joined in, Bill patted one twin’s back gently, “I will make sure they don’t cross any lines in this home…I swear!”
Bill tapped the security system screen to reply, “We will let them in…but you are watching them and there will be rules. AND I want to know who else is out there on our side?” he said looking at the garden camera and trying to make out who was who?
“Ohhh there is me of course, then Sam from Whateley, the tribal sheriff and Miss Baron. There will not be any funny biz with all of us watching this mess!” Jones, the ARC attorney explained.
“Fine,” Bill said, walking towards the door and opening it and the cops were about to rush in when Kyley stepped in the way with Sam and Stalking Bear the sheriff. “Ohhh no you don’t!” the sheriff warned them and was clearly snapping his gun holster free.
Joes spoke up before it got worse, “I go in, their attorney goes in with two troopers, the trooper captain and the sheriff, plus Sam…then add Bill or Jineen will be there with all of us in each room searched and we will only do ONE ROOM AT A TIME!”
“Nope I am going in too,” Kyley said, “I will be with the twins, as I think that I know them best and Sam has their trust to watch over the cop’s search of THEIR home!”
Bill opened the door and Jineen was on the pack of people instantly…”Shoes OFF and now, I will not let you track YOUR dirt into MY home and do not even think to leave anything damaged or ruined OR I’ll!” she swore while literally vibrating with anger and warned loudly…they started to take shoes and boots off on the spot. Jineen was just that scary!
The attorney for the accused had the cops go over each room on the bottom floor and found nothing. Next was the bedroom floor and the first stop was the master bedroom where Bill made sure they replaced anything they moved in HIS drawers and kept it neat as they found it…a mad wife like Jineen was not a thing one makes even MADDER!
Now they entered the last room, the twin’s bedroom and bath. Rehanna was watching them going into HER room like a hawk, “Stay calm, let Bill or Sam or me stop them before you act please” Kyley asked in Drow.
“I might,” she said back.
“Please swear to me and I mean it…please, this one time. I don’t have many friends and I don’t need to lose one of the few I do have?” she nearly begged in Drow.
“I swear to what you ask to the point if no one acts I will speak once and only once then I will ACT!” the teen said in Drow.
The lawyer for the drug dealer looked at the pair very puzzled by their words, “What did you say?”
“NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS BITCH!” Kyley growled in perfect english…one would have to guess she was practicing that or anger made her many issues with speaking the English language vanish!
Sam was amazed, “You curse better than a marine does!” and even Bill nodded to that assessment!
The two state troopers started with the room’s large dresser and went through it pretty quickly, drawer by drawer as the twins did not keep many clothes here. Then they moved onto the room’s work desk and pulled all the draws out of it and one cop was about to just ‘dump’ one drawer right onto the bed before he was stopped by a grumble and that is when the cop pointed out the notebooks he found there, "I can't read these?” he said, flipping through the pages of handwritten notes in a language he did not understand.
“They are in Drow,” Kyley pointed out.
“Can you translate this?” the lawyer asked.
“Nope, not for you and certainly not for free!” she laughed back to his pain.
“What would you charge us?” he had to ask.
“Hummm five thousand per word, with a million dollar starting fee to even open the book.” she smiled back.
“I will find someone else then!” he barked, then waved to the cops “take pictures of all of that!”
“You will not find anyone else to translate that…that is not already inside this home. Not without having to make a deal with a demon of some sort?” Kyley pondered a bit thinking of who might read Drow besides her and the twins.
“Take pics anyway…”
“I would do that with great caution, as those might be spells or dangerous?” Sam warned and Kyley nodded.
The cop just took a few more pictures and placed the notebook back where he found it. The other trooper picked up the leather scabbard and dagger the twin’s human dad had used in the war and Rehanna reacted instantly to the sight.
“Put that back right...,” the twins started but Bill was already in action, he stepped forward and ripped the leather scabbard and blade from the cop’s hand, “Not while I breath are you even thinking of taking this out of MY home!” he growled to the cop and everyone in the room knew he meant it...and meant it in a very deadly way.
“Ahhh don’t even think it guys,” Sam warned, “that blade is far too personal to the twins…a family heirloom…for you to even touch it is sacrilege at best!”
Kyley kept a firm hand on Rehanna to keep the Drow in check and it was only the fact Ky was stronger that she could even hold the enraged Drow. “I think we are about done?” she suggested to the room feeling the rage just flowing off the Drow.
“That bad?” Sam asked, knowing that Kyley could influence other being’s emotions.
“It’s taking all I have to keep her calm and not let her pure rage take over.” she warned as she drained off the twin's rage and fed them back ‘calm’ as best she could. Doing this for too long was going to cost Kyley great pain later, but this was a close friend and she would endure it for them.
“Yes I agree let's call it done folks?” Sam asked the room.
But the search or mess was not over, a cop picked up the twin’s stuffed toy dog ‘Max’ and showed it to the lawyer, “Found this and it seems to have a loose seam sir?” he said, picking a finger at the old stuffed toy’s seam and suggested it might be hiding something.
“LET MAX GO!” Rehanna roared as she tried to leap at the cop’s face! But Kyley kept the now enraged Drow firmly in hand as Sam was next to act and snatched the plus dog from the cop’s hand and handed it over to Rehanna before one of the twin’s killed everyone in the room they did not personally know…Sam knew that was coming by how the pair reacted to the toy’s mistreatment in the recent past.
Meanwhile Jineen’s more than gentle hug on Rohanna is all the woman needed to keep the Drow calm…well all the room could see for now. As the Air Fae or wish fairy she was, shoved what little magic she had to keep the Drow’s anger and rage at bay. If it was not for Kyley and Jineen’s powers the room would be filled with bodies by now.
“We are done here, I am not letting you cops search anymore of this home!” Joey Waters the tribal sheriff barked.
“My state troopers have jurisdiction here too Joey and I say we keep going till the lawyer says we stop.” the captain of the troopers said and crossed his arms.
“Do you really want to get into a pissing match with my force and the real troops from ARC?” Joey warned that this was getting very serious and that he did have bigger guns on his side. His force was only three other officers, but he could call upon a tribe or well over three hundred were-creatures that were all sworn members of his force…an army! The captain did not know that most of the local tribe was mostly made up of were-creatures and in a fight would be a force to be reckoned with.
The captain hemmed and hawed over the idea of stopping the search of the home, “Fine this is over before we get to fighting amongst departments and mutants, let's leave the bloodshed to the courtrooms.”
After the captain said that Bill started shoving the cops out of the twins room, “OUT OUT GET OUT OF MY HOME!” he ordered, the cops almost tried to resist but the captain barked at his officers to stop, “Get moving, this is over and he is right!”
The state troopers filed their way out of the home and started to gather up their gear to leave, the lawyer turned back to Bill to hand him a card, “we might have to come back and look again?” he smiled.
Bill was about to say something when Kyley interrupted, “Over your soon to be demented brain…remember it's only five words and you will claw your very eyes out.” she warned again, she was fed up by this human and was very seriously thinking of harming him!
“See you in court,” the lawyer warned the twins and this time Joey just shoved the guy right out of the home, but was mentally thinking to take him out deep into tribal lands and “lose” him more permanently!
Joey did his part to get all the state troopers out of the home and ever quicker to get them rolling out of HIS town! After they left he checked in on the Varneys and the twins, “They are gone, I am going to have at least two of my auxiliary officers outside for a few days to make sure they don’t come back.”
“Don’t do that Joey, the twins have more than a few of the Fae watching the house right now. Any human that is dumb enough to come here now is not going to see their next day that I am very sure…well not at least see tomorrow alive or as a human!” Bill told the sheriff that they had protecting the home all in hand and not to bother.
“When did that happen?” he had to ask.
“Just before the twins went back up stairs and shut their door they called in a few favors with the nearby Fae and then add they needed some alone time to regroup, so we will call Whateley to tell them that they will not be showing up for the rest of the week.” Jineen said as she came down the stairs.
“You have my number Bill, call anytime day or night…I never leave that phone alone even for a second!” he said and tipped his ball cap to Jineen, “Tell the twins we will watch over the Grove this week for them and double up on our patrols.”
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Shadowsblade here.
This story in a joint venture with a group of fan fic authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Tormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.
Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
They say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hard
way.
The Way of the Dragon a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Born for eternity but vulnerable like a child, dragons shouldn't leave
their nest.
Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Watch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you ever
asked for.
This one is coming soon, bug him for it! lol
Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Struggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.
Vantier a Whateley Tale :Written by Shadowsblade
Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to
find her place in it.
You might ask yourself what is the Whateley Universe? To make it short,
here is a abstract straight out off the wiki.
Whateley is a Prep School for different teens. VERY different ones. Where else could a kid go to a school that has a resident demon living in the furnace? Or meet magic users, mutants of every imaginable kind, get trained in how to handle some rather odd abilities, and worry about
flunking Freshman English? Come visit Whateley Academy, nestled in the
lovely hills of New Hampshire. Just down the road from a town named
Dunwich... (Mythos jokes purely intentional).
This is the Whateley Academy Universe, a shared universe with over a dozen authors and more than a hundred stories (and counting). The stories range in size from vignettes to novels. It's a Mutant High scenario with both a strong transgender theme and a slightly watered down Cthulhu Mythos theme.
It's also very much a work in progress.'
If you want further information you will find them on.
http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Whateley_Academy_Wiki
or
But I have to thank, Both Branek and Nuuan for their vast input and the ability they both have to 'bounce' off ideas and improve them!
To all my readers who have e-mailed me and given support--THANKS!
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Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.
This is the story of a man who finds a magic box, one that changes him into a Teenage Drow girl (a dark elf) and he has to deal with the very sudden change. Then handle all the memories of a Drow that was 'made' for a long lost war. This new part of him, has 40,000 years of memories of fighting that war. She has to deal with all that pent up PTSD, her enemy is here, but she loves her. Her old Queen is here and she wants to kill, that Queen ohh so bad!
So far in the story, Rohanna is being sent to a high school for mutants. While in school, she has to learn to keep that temper in check and her vast skills at killing others! She has been attacked in Boston while shopping, by her new lover by accident of fate and by an assassin that nearly kills her.
The last major hurdle in her short new life, is that a science project gone mad! Has made an exact clone of her and linked it mentally to her every thought, it reacts like an extension of her body now.
Life moves on and she makes a movie to get Fae kind more "Out there" and joins the NYPD as a teen cop!
The Dunwich condo community inside Bill and Jineen’s condo
Rohanna grabs the last of her personal items from on top of her room’s dresser, “I hate moving out my stuff, but this place is a target for that slick lawyer and if he touches Max or my dad’s blade again I WILL CHOP OFF HIS HEAD!” the enraged teen barks her threats.
“Honey, Joey Bear got the Medawihla tribe to fix all of this. We became fully adopted members of the tribe and then they made our condo tribal land. That makes the next search warrant one hundred percent illegal unless a federal judge that has tribal authorization and training signs off…and I have been assured that there is no judge in the whole nation that will sign a search warrant for Medawihla tribal lands. There is none crazy enough to do it!” Jineen pleaded with the teen to leave her stuff in the twin’s shared room.
“We trust you, we trust the tribe…we do NOT trust other humans not to try this sort of invasion of our lives again!” Rehanna spat.
“Yes this all goes with us, because at Whateley we have a whole army that will not let them on campus. But we are leaving a dozen pixies here with orders no human enters this home alive unless you let them in.” Rohanna said checking the bathroom for anything they might leave, but still want to be safe.
“Ahhhh that is a bad idea?” Bill warned.
“So who is going to arrest a pixie?” Rohanna sassed, “There is no way they could even catch one, let alone hold one for any time longer than a few hours!”
Bill tilted his head to the idea, “Good point, who could catch a pixie and who would be that crazy or powerfull…well ones that you don’t already know personally?”
“Honey, you know this is your home and we try to keep it safe?” Jineen explained and hugged Rohanna close.
“We will come back when all this is over…we just can not have our most valued treasures vulnerable to that MAN! If he had damaged Max or dad’s blade? We would have taken months to kill him and done so in such a public way they would HAVE to jail us...if they EVER could!”
“We would have to do it publicly as a warning to all humans…don’t mess with DROW!” Rehanna spat once more.
Rohanna broke Jineen’s hug and nodded to her twin, “We have to get back to Whateley, if you want to see us…see us there for now.” and they both ported away.
As they left Bill’s anger finally cut loose and he smashed a fist through the hallway wall next to him, “I have to get this attorney off the twins or he will test them too far and they will over react.” he warned his wife who nodded back and went hug her man.
Days later
Bill stormed out of a meeting between himself, ARC and the attorney for the sports star that was trying to get the twins not to testify against him in court or at best discredit them!
“Ohhh you best make sure he keeps to the deal of us or ARC suing him and his sports hero…because if he comes to my place again or near the twins. HE will….” Bill shouted at the well dressed attorney who was laughing at him till the ARC attorneys pulled him away.
The lead ARC attorney stared at the high priced fool of a man still laughing at Bill, “He is not grandstanding, Bill has seen his share of death in combat and his warning should be heeded…now the twins on that matter. If you really knew them SIR, you would quit your profession and send them gifts each year you live past this one.”
“Gifts?...For what?” he laughed.
“For them letting you live one more year.” and the ARC attorney walked away without one more word.
A week later at Whateley
Sam walked into the school’s security department after her regular visit to Crystal hall to over watch lunch time of most of the academy and keep the infighting to less than lethal!
She flipped through the watch desk reports of happenings while she was away and the notes of the staff made as they returned from patrols. She was checking one report on an entry on school grounds by a car with an escort, when she noticed someone sitting in her office, “Who is that?” she asked the desk sergeant on duty.
“Ohh Sam, that is Akiko Yamamoto of the Tokyo Yakuza clan. She is the leader or ‘boss’ for this whole section of the east coast, going from Maine down to Virginia. Miss Yamamoto, arrived while you were out and wanted you to read this before you met with her,” he said, sliding her a large sealed envelope…”the envelope has the school’s seal from the board of trustees.” he added in.
“I can see that thank you!” she almost barked as she thought about who this lady was and then had her system link to the deep web to ‘look her up”...in a millisecond she had the info she wanted or dreaded. This woman was the boss of Summer Dillard, the woman that ran the Syndicate operation that kidnapped the twins a few months back…Summer did not live through the meeting to see winter!
An hour later
A well dressed Asian woman sighed as Sam was giving her a second run down of the school's rules and why she was not about to let ANYONE be in a room alone with a student let alone the twins!
“I understand all of that Everheart, but I have pre-approval of the whole board for this meeting and will assume all the risks of the meeting…consequences damage to myself, my mind or my full death or disappearance. No one including the Leigh Twins will see a day in court or be punished in any way.” she smiled and said in perfect english, that one educated in the hallowed halls of a place like Harvard or Yale might use.
“I get that…but I have to know what you are going to say to them or question them?” Sam demanded.
“That is very personal business just between us.”
“Then tell me this, are you going to ask them to commit a crime? Because I know very well who you are and what you do!”
“I promise you that I will not ask such an evil act out of them.”
“I have checked you out VERY THOROUGHLY and you are a woman of your word…I must ask you not to mention you were in charge of “The Syndicate” operations in New Jersey when they had an issue there a few months back.”
“That is why I am here.”
“You tell them that…you are going to die today and I can not say a word to stop that from happening. You were involved in that mess and the killing of a cop they cared deeply about.”
“That is why I am here…” she said with a sigh.
“Who do you want me to call if this goes the way I am sure it will?”
Akiko handed Sam a simple white envelope, “This is all the information you will need. I died by my own hand if my body is ever found.”
“You are one brave woman…and if they kill you, they will never find the body. But my guess is that you will live and regret this choice.”
“Live?” Akiko asked.
“Well live… as in still alive? But in what shape or form over the next few hundred years, who knows…the twins are powerful mages and know powerful Fae and other beings!” Sam warned that death is not the worst case here for this woman!
Deep down Sam knew that a few of the Twin’s servants or fighters or bonded Fae were humans once, people that had crossed the pair in some way and the twins punished them by changing them into nymphs or other Fae. Sam had met a few of them from time to time. It only made sense to come to this conclusion, for a human to vanish in one case and suddenly a few weeks later the twins had a new servant or bonded Fae of some kind of fashion.
“I still request my meeting with them.” Akiko said, but this time she added a slight bow of respect to Sam.
“This letter says I can’t deny you this meeting and even goes farther to mention if you get harmed, all the documents are to vanish afterwards!”
“Well let's start by burning that letter in your hand, then erase the video tapes of my arrival here.” Akiko asked and pushed a decorative ashtray on Sam's desk over her way. That tray was a souvenir of her time way back in the SEAL teams, when she was in Asia stalking a few bad guys for the US. She never used the darn thing, the only use it had was for candy around halloween or Christmas time!
“Go ahead, might as well get that part over and add this letter of where you might want your remains sent to,” she said handing over the letter after memorizing it…as if she could forget anything in her life with being over ninety percent nano-computer after her two “accidents” in the last few years.
Akiko readied herself for this meet, one that might be her last act in life. She could have just walked right into Whateley and spoke to the twins without telling anyone. But it was only proper and polite custom to ask, rather than fully demand…everyone saves face and honor this way.
An hour later
The twins strolled into the security department and walked up to the desk sergeant, “We were told to see Sam about something?” rohanna asked while her twin Rehanna looked at the flier on the bulletin board for a shooting competition this next week.
“Sam will tell ya…in her office.” the desk Sergeant said thumbing over her shoulder towards Sam’s office
Rehanna tapped the flier on the wall, “We should do this one?”
“I’ll sign you both up on the system while you chat with Sam” the sergeant offered and he quickly went to work on his new task for the twins.
“Thanks Daniels, I am sure we are going to love that one!” Rehanna smiled as she had to nearly race after her twin into Sam’s office.
Rohanna stepped in the door of Sam’s office and leaned up on the door jamb, “So what's up Sam?’ she smiled and Rehanna leaned in over her twin’s shoulder, “Sam up what’s So?” she did in jest, like a mirror of speech might show the words printed out in reverse.
Sam did not even look up from her work, “You have a visitor that wants to have a little chat with both of you, they are waiting in interrogation two.”
“Sam?” Rehanna reacts with a tilt of her head, “You are acting real funny?”
“Just meet with the woman in interrogation two please,”
“As you say Sam…only because you asked us to.” Rohanna sighed as she stood up straight.
Both teens walked across the security department over to where the hallway leading to the cells was and the short hall with the interrogation rooms. Rehanna took the lead into the hallways as her twin held the door and noted the control panel on ‘interrogation two’ by pointing her finger at it, “This might be why they wanted us here?” she said tapping the panel and all the lit lights indicating that the room had its jammers on blacking all ways to listen into the room’s occupants via a radio bug and the rest of the lights showed all the rooms privacy systems were on full bore!
Rohanna found the door was already unlocked for them, so she waited for her twins and nodded…”Hummm they have it all open for us, so that means she is not locked up as a prisoner or really dangerous to the school.”
Rohanna flipped up the cover on the small “peep” window of the room and found an Asian woman inside pacing a few feet on the far side of the smallish space, “Well she is very well dressed for starters, that is the latest from Takahashi!”....yes the twins follow fashion worldwide, when you only sleep about an hour so in three or four days…means you got tons of free time to read things off the net!
The woman was the only thing in the room besides that four very strong chairs and table made from very fine steel that could take the punishment mutants teens might give it.
Rehanna grabbed the door’s handle and gave it a slow twist and opened it cautiously, “You requested a meeting with us? She asked using most of the door like a shield till she was sure of what or who was in the room and if they were a threat. She spotted the only thing out of place was a small simple wooden box already sitting on the table.
The woman was a bit startled when Rehanna spoke, as the drow had opened that door very quietly. “I am Akiko Yamamoto,” the obvious to anyone that looked Japanese woman said, as she stepped forward and gave a slight bow of respect to the twins.
Innerly Akiko thought this might be her last day and that only the Twins would decide her fate…either accept her heartfelt apology that the ones under her had overstepped their bounds by an INSANE margin…or they would kill her…in a single heartbeat or make her death longer painfully over decades!
Akiko pulled a business card case from inside her jacket pocket and presented the card with respect, “My personal number, call upon me day or night.” she offered and once again she gave a slight bow. This was a tradition to exchange business cards and this one was a very personal one for Akiko to hand to anyone. It did have a number she would answer anytime day or night! The ‘card’ itself was made of finest materials. The core of the card was a thin yet strong core of Mithril, that was then covered in several layers of gold and then finally wrapped in a last layer of engraved gold wood. She had two of the cards made just for the twins to honor them and the cost for the small batch was substantial!
Rohanna was the first twin to step into the room and took the offered card and as she did, her sight noted the extensive tattoos covering both of the woman’s wrists that marked the woman as either a tattoo enthusiast or Yakusza! Rehanna also stepped inside of the room as room was made for her, closing the door behind lastly with a soft click and again the woman presented her with a card that was the same as her twin’s.
Both twins stood between Akiko and the room’s only door, so she started to explain the reason for the meeting, “I am the leader of ALL Syndicut operations on the east coast, from Maine down to Virginia and westward to the Mississippi river. I also lead all the Yakuza of the Kanto region of Japan and a little beyond.”
Rehanna’s head tilted a little bit to that statement just before she spoke and started to side step a bit to give her room to strike, “So you are the leader behind what happened in Jersey?”
“YAAA that little child sex trafficking ring we busted up and turned your underling leading it into a Jackson Pollock painting all over her office!” Rohanna growled in warning.
“I understand your anger,” Akiko said as she stepped back two steps and her back hit the room's far wall…nowhere to go in a room with two enraged Drow, many beings never made it out of this kind of situation alive.
“...Understand…she says,” Rehanna laughed as she thumbed Akiko’s way for her twin.
“Yes we ‘understand’...soon you will understand all the wonders of the universe after your death.” Rohanna warned.
Rehanna shook her head to that idea, “Death…ohhh fuck no…this punishment is going to last decades!”
“If you want to end me…fine I understand the anger behind it. BUT please let me explain first?” Akiko asked the pair.
Rohanna shrugged, “Fine…you are not going anywhere soon…” she smiled and gave ‘air quotes’ when she said “soon”, like it was final!
Rehanna stepped over to one of the room’s chairs on one side of the room and pulled it out from under the room’s only table and she offered it to Akiko, “please sit, rest, take a load off while you tell us a story?” she grinned ear to ear.
Akiko did as the drow asked and watched on as Rehanna took the chair next to it and jammed it under the room’s doorknob, thus making sure it would be VERY hard for anyone to open the door from the outside! Then she took a seat across the table with her twin…the span of the table looked like a continent to Akiko. One side was her living and the other was certain death…the twins!
“So Lucy get to Xplainign!” Rohanna said in a faked Ricky Recardo accent!
Akiko started to explain or ask why she should be forgiven by the pair and why ‘The Syndicate’ should not be held responsible for the acts of a few rough players in New Jersey. “I have seen that all involved in leading or planning or finally majorly profiting in the Jersey child sex ring and sex slave ring are very dead,” she started.
“We already saw to Summer’s demise.” Rehanna stated.
“More like painted a room with her!” Rohanna boasted with ease and that did not bode well with Akiko as the pair admitting to a major crime like murder…said her odds of leaving the room alive were very low!
“In any case they are all gone and nothing like what they do or did, is what ‘The Syndicut’ approves of. We see crimes of that matter or evil…they might be money makers, BUT the attention they create or attention they pull in towards our other operations is far worse and loses money in the end for us…so we ban anything like them fully!”
“Well that takes care of the persons leading the place for the most part, but what about the kids you hurt?” Rehanna asked.
“We are helping all the kids you released and reuniting them with family or taking care of them with the help of the state or local authorities.”
“And the ones that got sold?”
“We are trying.”
“Get on your phone and TRY FUCKING HARDER! I want you to find every one of them, rescue them, buy them back and help them for life!” Rohanna made her demands heard with a shout of anger.
“I can’t do that task dead…now can I?”
“You are Yakusza…make it your last order and bound your underlings by honor to fully obey it!” Rehanna smiled knowing the way of the crime family…honor was the top most linchpin of the whole operation, without it…it would have crumbled a hundred years ago plus!
“I will do as you demand, after I plead my case and before you both render your verdicts on my life.” she nodded.
“Well are you going on, or are these your last words?” Rehanna smiled her question to the lady.
“I have a bit more to offer,” she started
“Better be good, because I have yet to hear anything that is going to save your life so far?” Rohanna said in anger.
“Your friend Officer Garibaldi…” She started, but did not get to finish the rest of the sentence before Rohanna kicked out against the table with both of her strong legs, which sent the steel table sliding across the floor at high speed towards Akiko. The table smashed into Akiko’s body with enough force to slide her backwards into the wall, where the table smashed into her once again as Rehanna finished shoving it towards her till it pinned her body to the wall. The whole act had broken several of her ribs badly.
Rohanna jumped on top of the table in one smooth motion and pulled one of her blades from nothing, “Say his name again and I ram you through right now!” she barked and cried at the same time while shoving the blade at Akiko’s heart…you could hear the deep grief shaking in her voice.
“Sorry?” she gasped back at the twin clearly in pain, “I will never say that name as long as I live!”
Rohanna sighed as she stepped off the table, “Go on and keep to your word and promise!”
“I have made sure all the people that ordered his death are gone.” Akiko croaked in agony as she shoved the table back off her midsection, before she wrapped an arm around her waist in pain from the impact and broken ribs.
Rehanna smashed a fist on the table, the act of anger dented the table a bit, “We should have been given that pleasure of ending their lives or finding a suitable punishment…not you!”
“I am sorry, I just thought I would save you the trouble. Just know their end was not a quick one. I do have video tape of each one if you want it right here,” she said sliding a memory stick across the table.
“We will look at this later.” Rohanna said pocketing the small item quickly.
“And there best not be any surprises in that stick, because the person that will look at it for us will find them and then…queue up that bad kind of music you’d hear in a horror picture and bad ending for you and lots of people around you!” Rehanna warned!
“On my honor there is only video on that stick, but I will also add we will help or support your lost freind’s family for their lives.” she offered.
“He only had his young wife, they were planning on a huge family and already had a huge home ready for all those children” Rohanna choked up, “But you killed him before he could have any kids…you ended his bloodline!”
That is when Akiko pulled an envelope from under that small handmade wooden box she had on the table, “Please read this after I have left or after you punish me, it's good news about your friend and please…wait till after you choose my fate.I do not want what is inside there affecting my fate for the good or bad.” she asked.
“Fine and go on?” Rehanna huffed as she spun the envelope around and around the table like it was a fidget toy…she was growing very impatient by the second, she wanted to end this mess and maybe end Akiko right now.
“I have this last item to offer, one that is demanded on my honor and by the Yakuza oaths I swore to almost from my birth.” she said and started to open the wooden box’s lid on the table.
Rohanna stopped her hand from pulling the lid off the top of the box, “I bet there is a very nice knife inside that box…you do know it will not kill either one of us before you lose that cute head of yours?” the angry drow teen asked and told at the same time.
“Yes there Tanto in this box and it's so I can perform, Yubitsume ("finger shortening") to return at least part of my honor or face?” She told Rohanna with a look of determination on her face, she needed to do this act…it was her honor at stake before she died by their hands, to deny this act told her, that she was one hundred percent worthless to them…honorless forever!
Rohanna lifted her hand and then sliced a finger across Akiko’s left arm just below her elbow, “I think a little finger is not going to cut it as an apology in this case, perhaps most of your arm might be better?” she suggested with an evil grin and a nod.
With a port, Rehanna appeared standing next to the seated Akiko and placed her sharp blade to her throat, “I think chopping off your head would be best?” she suggested and Akiko’s breathing made her neck swell against the blade just enough for the action to start slicing her. Blood started to flow in drops, then as her neck pressed the insanely sharp blade with each breath. A small river of blood flowed along the blade and down her neck.
“Your choice, my life and honor are in your hands Rehanna.” Akiko said, trying not to make the growing cut in her neck worse…for now anyway!
“Let’s hear her out,” Rohanna suggested.
“Fine, let's be gentle with humans…in my day she would be dead…all the Syndicate leadership and most of the Yakuza leadership in Japan by the next full moon!” Rehanna barked her threats as she retook her seat across the table!
Well it was all laid out before Akiko now, she had to make this apology count or the twins would tear right through most of the Syndicate's leadership before they could appease them or even think to stop them!
Akiko slipped off the lid of the box and pulled out the white handled Tanto and placed it to one side as she pulled the rest of the box’s contents. She unfolded a large white silk square on the table, a smaller square of the same silk, then tore two long strips off the smaller square and started to tie them around her ‘pinky’ finger and ‘ring’ finger as low as they would go. She pulled the strips insanely tight till they made tourniquets!
Normally one would sacrifice a single knuckle or segment of a finger to regain your honor or as punishment and in the worst case, two on the same finger. Akiko was planning to sacrifice two knuckles of two of her fingers to appease the twins. She had gone through all of her life in the Yakuza without ever having to do this act of regaining one’s honor…thirty one years!
“I hope this act regains my honor and your forgiveness Leigh…Sans.” Akiko said as she sliced off her pinky and moved the blade over to the next finger to slice off the next one in such a smooth motion it looked natural. The action was as if she had practiced the act many times, she did not waver or even whimper as she cut off her own fingers. She wrapped her hand in silk and then folded the now cut off digits in the larger cloth, then slid them over to the twins as an offering.
“I want to let her go for now.” Rohanna mentally told her twin.
“Why? She deserves death and you know it!”
“She might do more good living, in helping to find those missing kids than her underlings might do with her dead…her honor is at stake.”
“Fine she lives…for now!” Rehanna barked mentally.
Rohanna shook her head, “Now just get out of here, keep your promise to find those girls and boys you enslaved and we best see some results by week’s end. Remember spending YOUR money on fixing this had better NOT have a limit? Because fixing that mess is the only way your leaders will all see the coming years!” she threatened and stood up to open the door for Akiko’s escape from the room!
“Yes Leigh san, I will and may your lives be long and joyful.” she offered before going out of the room and down the hallway, Once outside of the holding room and interrogation area, she was spotted by Sam.
“What happened in there and why is your hand all bloody…did they hurt you?” Sam asked.
“No the Leigh sans did not harm me, I did this to regain my honor and as I said before this was all my choice…they did not force me to this act…I swear on my children's lives. I must go!” she said quickly leaving the security department as fast as she could muster with broken ribs to save some face and personal honor.
The twins sighed in unison before leaving the interrogation room, Rehanna stared at her twin, “She best do as she promised or I am going to be mad at you for being so easy on her!”
“Akiko will keep her promises and help those kids…I know it's a gamble. But the bet is, my personal bet is she does better alive than dead.” she reasoned to her twin and Rehanna just growled back, “She better do just that and better, because I am thinking of several ways to make her life hell for decades!”
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Shadowsblade here.
This story in a joint venture with a group of fan fic authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Tormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.
Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
They say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hard
way.
The Way of the Dragon a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Born for eternity but vulnerable like a child, dragons shouldn't leave
their nest.
Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Watch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you ever
asked for.
This one is coming soon, bug him for it! lol
Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Struggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.
Vantier a Whateley Tale :Written by Shadowsblade
Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to
find her place in it.
You might ask yourself what is the Whateley Universe? To make it short,
here is a abstract straight out off the wiki.
Whateley is a Prep School for different teens. VERY different ones. Where else could a kid go to a school that has a resident demon living in the furnace? Or meet magic users, mutants of every imaginable kind, get trained in how to handle some rather odd abilities, and worry about
flunking Freshman English? Come visit Whateley Academy, nestled in the
lovely hills of New Hampshire. Just down the road from a town named
Dunwich... (Mythos jokes purely intentional).
This is the Whateley Academy Universe, a shared universe with over a dozen authors and more than a hundred stories (and counting). The stories range in size from vignettes to novels. It's a Mutant High scenario with both a strong transgender theme and a slightly watered down Cthulhu Mythos theme.
It's also very much a work in progress.'
If you want further information you will find them on.
http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Whateley_Academy_Wiki
or
But I have to thank, Both Branek and Nuuan for their vast input and the ability they both have to 'bounce' off ideas and improve them!
To all my readers who have e-mailed me and given support--THANKS!
Please feel free, to add a review to this story and others. As those kind words are 'cookies' that keeps that muse well fed on the 'sometimes' long breaks between stories!
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced,
distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including
photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods,
without the prior written permission of the Author, except in the case of
brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other
noncommercial uses permitted
this warning is for our story stealers off site, not the BC family of readers we all know and love!
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.
This is the story of a man who finds a magic box, one that changes him into a Teenage Drow girl (a dark elf) and he has to deal with the very sudden change. Then handle all the memories of a Drow that was 'made' for a long lost war. This new part of him, has 40,000 years of memories of fighting that war. She has to deal with all that pent up PTSD, her enemy is here, but she loves her. Her old Queen is here and she wants to kill, that Queen ohh so bad!
So far in the story, Rohanna is being sent to a high school for mutants. While in school, she has to learn to keep that temper in check and her vast skills at killing others! She has been attacked in Boston while shopping, by her new lover by accident of fate and by an assassin that nearly kills her.
The last major hurdle in her short new life, is that a science project gone mad! Has made an exact clone of her and linked it mentally to her every thought, it reacts like an extension of her body now.
Life moves on and she makes a movie to get Fae kind more "Out there" and joins the NYPD as a teen cop!
Days later
Missy bent down into the passenger window of the car that had just dropped her off at the very lonely looking barren turn-off, “No I will be fine Mr Higgings, I have a friend that will meet me right here in about an hour or so?” she said kind of lying.
“Don’t feel right dropping a teen girl off at a turn-out on a road this far from anyone…all that is here is this two lane and a dusty never used fire road there right behind ya?” the old man behind the wheel worried for the teen.
“I am fine, but I have your address and let's keep in touch?” she smiled back.
“Okay, but you stay safe and if you see trouble coming I would say run into the woods where they can’t find ya?” he said and pulled back onto the small two lane road leading back down the mountain to the tourist trap better known as the small dark town of ‘Dunwich’.
Missy was lucky to find a ride even coming close to here, she had overheard Mr Higgins talking in the diner of the HUGE truck stop “Plucky’s” home of over two hundred gas pumps and the biggest selection in the world of jerky in the US! Mr Higgins had mentioned to the waitress that he was heading up into the mountains up to Dunwich in order to pick up a table his wife found on the net and then head back home…so Missy asked for a ride and he luckily agreed!
The car drove off vanishing around the next bend in the twisty road and Missy turned towards the fire road leading off the large turn-out, “Well the dark web said this is where Whateley Academy is…and I don’t see a thing? Not a sign, building or even tire tracks in the dirt! Kind of like some of them on the net said it would look like…all hidden from sight and some junk!”
Missy took time to tighten up the straps on her large backpack and started to hike up the fire road. A few yards away from her, a very well hidden camera that was part of a very fake tree took notice of the teen walking up the road and swung, panning slowly to follow her.
Over a mile plus up the fire road, a guard in the School’s security department made a note of the teen and clicked on her radio, “We have a walk in and it's a teen…about fifteen in age, five-nine and thin. She has on black jeans, brown coat and large pack…advice?” she asked after describing the new intruder to someone unseen on the other end of the radio.
The guard nodded to her earpiece and must be following some unheard instructions as she switched to the next camera in line with the teen’s travel. She stopped the video, scanned off a screenshot of her face that the guard started to use as a base of data for an identity trace or match off a huge network the school was connected to. The picture of the teen girl was processed by the vast system of the school, it was enhanced by a very basic AI and then a map was made of her face.
As the world of computers tried to match the face scan Whateley had sent out to it for study, the guards called the local Tribal police to maybe head the teen off…but the only unit they had was too far away to arrive before the teen would find the “fire road” flipped over from dirt, gravel and rocks to well disguised black top that “looked like”...dirt, gravel and rocks from space!
The ground under Missy’s feet changes from dirt, gravel and rocks over to some sort of ‘dirt’ colored blacktop with an embossed pattern of gravel and rocks, “Ohhh I must be getting close…you round the bend coming up here…then BOOM the road changed from shit AND over to well made and maintained!” She smiled looking down at the clearly smooth road, that only had some well blended groves in its surface for better snow traction for tires.
So Missy kept to her path and kept walking up the slight hill at a good pace. Soon enough she faced an entrance driveway in a tall stone wall with a Gargoyle guarding each side…she actually ‘felt’ them looking at her…”Hi guys I can guess you are real, can you please tell Rohanna and Rehanna I am here for a visit?”
Sam was watching the girl’s progress on the security department’s wall of monitors and when she heard the teen say that last line and the name, all Sam could muster was “FUCK…I really did not need this shit today!”
Sam sighed out long and hard as she placed her cup of coffee down, “Just thought I might get to finish one cup before hell busted out each day?” and then she started to walk out of the office at a fast pace. Sam knew that girl’s face and would never forget it…she was the kidnapped teen that was housed with Rohanna in the New Jersey kidnapping-human trafficking debacle. But she was supposed to be sent back home to her family till any court trials came up…so Sam was told!
Missy strolled up to the academy’s guard gate and waved at the men in the large armored booth, “Hiya I am here to see Rohanna and Rehanna?” she smiled from behind the locked gate that could stop a tank.
Just after Missy spoke, Sam rolled up in one of the academy’s armored jeeps with three other jeeps coming from several directions and Sam stepped out waving to the men in the guard shack, “I got this guys…keep playing cards and gambling away your lunch money!” she growled at the fact she had just caught them not watching over the school yet one more time!
One of the guards shrugged, “Fifty push ups Admiral?” he asked meekly knowing he was caught and maybe just lost his next raise.
“When you clock out, you are not doing punishments on my dime kids!” she barked at them like an angry father that had just got home from work and one of the men tilted his head down in shame knowing that she was mad…very mad.
Sam walked up to the gates and she gave it a ‘mental’ tap with her built-in computer systems, the heavy gate slid away and opened to her. “Miss Imahara, I thought you went home after the NYPD was done with taking your testimony?”
Missy’s eyes lowered, “I did, but it was kind of how I left it and grew worse after I got back. So I headed out to New York one night and was going to stay with a kid I knew from that PLACE…but they went missing? So I talked to the cops and they say the whole family vanished one night in the middle of their dinner. The place was untouched, but uneaten dinner was sitting on the dining table and on a TV tray…someone took them. SOOOO I thought, I best hide myself and thought…’self’ where should I go? WELLLLLL I came up with the idea of heading out to find the twins as I knew they had a place at a school for mutants and the dark web led me here!” she bubbled out a long winded story in an accent that said Los Angeles valley girl all over it…the accent had come back in fashion recently in LA to Sam’s pain. As some of the students had taken to using it insanely too much for her sanity, then add ‘taken to it recently’...that meant the practice would last for many more months among the students!
“Missy what am I going to do with you? You really can’t stay here, one you are not a mutant or any of the many types of kids we normally educate here.” Sam warned the teen that she had VERY LOW odds of staying at the Academy for any long time.
“Call the twins and let's see what they have to say!” Missy demanded with a little but cute stomp of her foot.
“I am too old for this shit.” Sam said facepalming and sending a call via her internal computer link for the guards on that side of campus to go grab the twins for her.
It was not a long wait before yet one more armored jeep showed up with two bickering, and yelling twins in the back seat. One of the twins jumped out of the rear door and started to say to Sam “What is up Sam and why…” she asked, then jumped over to Missy and gave her a huge hug.
“What are you doing here?” the Drow twin hugging Missy asked the teen girl.
Missy was starting to tear up, “I went home thinking I was wrong and it was not that bad there. BUT I got home and found it was the same…and WORSE! My mom was all over dad for me running away, my brother hates me for all the heat he personally caught when I ran off and I left again.”
“It's okay now,” Rehanna said as she went to hug Missy and those that knew the twins could tell it was Rehanna because she was the only one of the pair that wore “Death skull hello kitty” T-shirts!
“Now tell them about New York?” Sam asked the teen to add to her story.
“Well I went to New York to stay with one of the girls I made friends with at…you know where…and I found her place all locked up with a cop car sitting out front watching the place. So I asked what happened and the detectives showed up, checked out who I was and told me the whole family up and vanished while eating dinner…plates left out all covered in food…stuff all tossed over the table like there might have been a small, but short struggle…GONE all five of them!”
“Okay so why did you not stay with the cops?”
“I don’t trust one of them, I used my skills on the dark web, tracked you both down to here…Can I PLEASE STAY HERE?” she asked with teenager puppy dog eyes.
“I think so?” Rohanna said and asked Sam…Sam shook her head till Rehanna spun Missy around to face her. “Sam, can you resist this CUTE face…she is pleading with us for protection…WE GOTTA STEP UP!” Rehanna added in.
Sam stepped back and put her hands on her hips, she was tired and needed a vacation, she told herself mentally! “Fine, we can put her up for a few weeks then.”
“Nope we put her up for as long as she wants to stay!” Rohanna demanded, “We have the Fae scholarship to cover the costs!”
“She is not a Fae?” Sam asked.
“If we say she is Fae…then she is FAE…who are you to tell us FAE that we are wrong?” Rehanna angrily reasoned that no human tells the Drow what is Fae and what is NOT FAE!
“Fine I will get the paperwork started and since I already know who she is….this will be easy. You take her over to Poe and have Mrs Horton find her a room, as it's best she be housed there and the rest of the students know that a “norm” like her is not to be messed with since she is protected by you and the rest of the Fae.” Sam said and started to walk away, while mumbling on how she was going to tell Mrs Carson that we now had a regular human staying at Poe cottage!
As the teens walked away, Rehanna grabbed a campus map off the dash of one of the school’s jeeps, “This is the map to your new home and never leave without it till you know the full campus…can’t have you get lost!”
“Yes and if you see a sign that says “Stay out or no entry”...do not go there even if a student says it’s okay…IT'S NOT. You have to remember that you are a human and this place was not exactly built for humans!”
“Yep and we have underground tunnels between many of the buildings here for use in winter, stick to the clearly marked main ones...do not go exploring.” Rohanna warned.
“We had some students go exploring decades ago and we still can’t find them.”
Missy laughed…and Rehanna looked at her, “We are not joking”
“Ohhh shit!” she gasped back as Rohanna nodded, “We found one or he popped up decades later…he vanished in the Seventies, THEN poof up he pops four whole decades later and didn't age a single day.”
“Ohhh man this place is weird!” Missy admitted and started reading from the map that was more smaller pamphlet than a single page map! This one had layers, several layers underground and went on for what seemed to be miles! Above and below ground!
“Weird…if ‘weird’ had a capitol, this school would be it!” Rohanna laughed and somewhat cringed!
“Let’s get you set at Poe where we stay at, then over to the store to get you all set up.”
On the way to Poe cottage, Rehanna leaned over Missy’s shoulder and pointed out the major spots for her on the map, as she then pointed out the “place” named... “that over there is Crystal hall the school’s cafeteria and next to that is one of the places where they will test you out for what classes to take…and it's the admin building too!”
Shortly they arrived at Poe’s door after a pretty long walk!
Rohanna grabbed the door’s handle, but had to speak and ask Missy for a promise…”Missy the students in here are a bit strange like us and most of them are housed here because they flipped sexes when they mutated or are LGBQ you name it in some way and need a safe place. PROMISE you will never speak of it outside of these walls!”
Missy nodded, “I promise and understand.” The teen understood all of the ways others lived their lives and didn't really care what they enjoyed as long as it hurt no one!
Once inside, the twins introduced Missy to Mrs Horton and got her all set up in a single room on their floor. Mrs Hroton was just fine with a human staying in Poe, she jested as they all left, “Maybe we can dump a vat of green radioactive goo on ya or have one of our more mad students test something on ya?”
“Ahhh that is a no…no one like Jobe is getting hands on her!”
“”Jobe?” Missy questioned with an evil grin.
“NO!” both twins barked in stereo, “HE…SHE might turn you into GOO in a jar!”
“Hey now I am GOO! And let me tell you this new kid, we are very nice!” Kyley laughed as she entered Poe’s door and passed by the group.
“Goo?” Missy asked again.
“Yes GOO as in Great Old Ones, Deep ones, Eldar Gods, Demons, Angels or lastly alien, it all matters on who you ask and how they feel about me at the time?” Ky explained in a long winded matter that was normal for her.
“A what?” Missy asked again as Rehanna dragged her away “I’ll explain all of THAT” she said eyeballing Kyley “as we go see the room Mrs Horton picked out for ya!”
As they vanished up the stairs, Sam showed up with a stack of papers for Missy to sign off on and handed them to Mrs Horton, “Her are all the forms she will have to sign off on by hand, I filled them out on my computer and printed them out to save her some time and grief filling them out!”
“So You found a project for the twins to do…and filled that empty spot with a human teen?” Kyley asked.
“Kind of,” Sam shrugged.
“Good, Drow need something to work on that is not them or war…they are kind of like working dogs you humans have.”
“How?” Mrs Horton asked, thinking that Ky might be slighting the twins or insulting them.
“Ohhh if you don’t find them something to do, they CERTAINLY WILL find something to do and you might not like it.”
“I thought the job in the NYPD was helping?” Sam said, sighing.
“It did till that cop died and then they fell off a mental cliff…sooner or later it would have gone bad for them or the world. Good go Sam…you fixed a mess before it became one!” she smiled and started to go up the stairs to her room.
“Kyley…girl you are hiding something.” Sam said while looking up the stairs at her.
“I am a very old being…we always hide something from the young, that is our job in the multiverse!” she laughed back as she kept climbing the stairs.
About an hour later inside Whateley’s Huge student store…or mini-mall!
“No Missy, get three sets of sheets. One is on the bed, one is maybe being washed and the last is in reserve in case you need it!” Rohanna said as she tossed yet one more bagged sheet set into the quickly overfilling cart.
“Let’s just grab a few clothes for ya now and really tear up the credit card in New York or maybe a LA shopping trip?” Rehanna suggested as she dropped a dozen huge towels into the cart.
“I still can’t get over how big this place is?” Missy says while still marveling over the huge student store, that is partially underground and the size of a mini-mall!
“It has to be this big, some students can’t leave campus because of how they look or health reasons and others don’t want to because they feel unsafe out there or are "on the lamb” from certain groups. Here they are safe because “nearly” no one is dumb enough to attack a school full of heros and villains!” Rehanna adds and makes a mental note to add “nearly” as the school was attacked just before they arrived here…it did not go well for the attackers, a few students got hurt and staff were killed.
Rohanna’s bunny phone rang as Missy started to look over the bathroom supplies she might need and Rehanna just started to toss stuff into the cart unless Missy shook her head to it “No I hate that shampoos smell or that soap hates my skin!” she might comment to each and deny its entry into her ever filling cart
As the phone rang, Rohanna noted the caller ID and smiled at who it was, “Soooo Tim what is up?” she sang to the talent agent that was handling the twins “hollyweird” stuff!
“Well I was just going to ask if you wanted to do a warm up for all the pressers you both will be doing for Lord of thrones?” he asked and Rohanna could just “feel” the plastic smile sound in this voice even over a phone!
“What do you have in mind?” Rohanna asked, thinking of all the press events and “red” carpets she had done as crew decades ago when she was still a human and male and NOT a TWIN!
“The show is out west in Lost Wages and on that Pawn Palace cable TV show,” he started.
“The one where the owner Mick offers about twenty percent of what a thing in question is worth, then whines about how he has to hire staff to “clean it up” and make a “price card” before they show it for sale…as if all that “work” costs a thousand bucks for each small thing they sell!”
“I know, the guy owning the shop is a drama queen, but he has a very real seller that states “that he has three elven swords and two daggers” for sale that are thousands of years old and worth millions. Or so he says?”
“We will see,” Rohanna silently shrugged, the odds on an elven blade lasting this long in human hands was lotto winning ticket rare times a thousand!
“I’ll send over a packet for ya with an itinerary, tickets if you need them and hotel choices. Sadly I know you can’t gamble, but we might be able to swing a charity card game while you are there?” Tim added in hopes to soften the blow to the pair that they were not adults in the eyes of the law, but he knew the pair WERE full adults in reality!
“What card game?” Rohanna grinned at the screen.
“Texas hold-em or blackjack…I’ll look deeper into it for you!”
“We’ll do it, just send the info over to the school’s main building and make it look or sound like we have no choice BUT to come out there!” she laughed and he knowingly winked back as Tim cut the line.
Missy could only say “What?” dimly and quizzically when Rohanna spun back to look at the pair still shopping.
“Well we are not going to shop in New York or LA for now…we just got a TV show gig in Las Vegas! So let's shop there and maybe LA if need be?” Rohanna told them with a wicked wild grin of one that was looking forward to fun!
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Shadowsblade here.
This story in a joint venture with a group of fan fic authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Tormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.
Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
They say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hard
way.
The Way of the Dragon a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Born for eternity but vulnerable like a child, dragons shouldn't leave
their nest.
Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Watch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you ever
asked for.
This one is coming soon, bug him for it! lol
Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Struggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.
Vantier a Whateley Tale :Written by Shadowsblade
Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to
find her place in it.
You might ask yourself what is the Whateley Universe? To make it short,
here is a abstract straight out off the wiki.
Whateley is a Prep School for different teens. VERY different ones. Where else could a kid go to a school that has a resident demon living in the furnace? Or meet magic users, mutants of every imaginable kind, get trained in how to handle some rather odd abilities, and worry about
flunking Freshman English? Come visit Whateley Academy, nestled in the
lovely hills of New Hampshire. Just down the road from a town named
Dunwich... (Mythos jokes purely intentional).
This is the Whateley Academy Universe, a shared universe with over a dozen authors and more than a hundred stories (and counting). The stories range in size from vignettes to novels. It's a Mutant High scenario with both a strong transgender theme and a slightly watered down Cthulhu Mythos theme.
It's also very much a work in progress.'
If you want further information you will find them on.
http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Whateley_Academy_Wiki
or
But I have to thank, Both Branek and Nuuan for their vast input and the ability they both have to 'bounce' off ideas and improve them!
To all my readers who have e-mailed me and given support--THANKS!
Please feel free, to add a review to this story and others. As those kind words are 'cookies' that keeps that muse well fed on the 'sometimes' long breaks between stories!
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced,
distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including
photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods,
without the prior written permission of the Author, except in the case of
brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other
noncommercial uses permitted
this warning is for our story stealers off site, not the BC family of readers we all know and love!
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.
This is the story of a man who finds a magic box, one that changes him into a Teenage Drow girl (a dark elf) and he has to deal with the very sudden change. Then handle all the memories of a Drow that was 'made' for a long lost war. This new part of him, has 40,000 years of memories of fighting that war. She has to deal with all that pent up PTSD, her enemy is here, but she loves her. Her old Queen is here and she wants to kill, that Queen ohh so bad!
So far in the story, Rohanna is being sent to a high school for mutants. While in school, she has to learn to keep that temper in check and her vast skills at killing others! She has been attacked in Boston while shopping, by her new lover by accident of fate and by an assassin that nearly kills her.
The last major hurdle in her short new life, is that a science project gone mad! Has made an exact clone of her and linked it mentally to her every thought, it reacts like an extension of her body now.
Life moves on and she makes a movie to get Fae kind more "Out there" and joins the NYPD as a teen cop!
Three days later.
The huge well dressed crowd at the teleporting center of Las Vegas stopped mid action or words when three humans appeared with three Drow and no less than Seven other Fae or elves! These rich tourists visiting Las Vegas had never seen a Fae, a Drow or elf let alone a whole pack of them!
Bill looked at the crowd around then staring and all he could say or shout was “WHAT? Never seen an Fae in your short lives…well now ya have, so move the fuck along and get over it and get back to gambling, buying hookers or keeping your trophy wives happy with shopping sprees!”
“Chill Bill, let them stare and be amazed by us!” Rohanna giggled at the crowd.
“More like FEAR us!” Rehanna growled a bit under her breath.
“Take a picture…it will last longer!” Gwen quipped at the nearest teen who was pointing a cell phone camera at them like they were zoo animals or a clown show and that is when Fey pulled out her bunny phone and snapped a pic of the teen girl in reply “Hummm never seen humans in herds like this before and this one must be a runt or one of the dumber ones? She sure is UGGGGLY!” she giggled.
“RUNT!?” the girl barked back, as she perked up at being called a name and having her looks insulted.
“Yes…runt, as in flat as a board! AND That face, I have seen better faces on cartoons” Fey beamed back a snide comment with an award winning grin and spun slightly to show off her shapely model body!
“Honey, let's not be cruel to her,” Jineen smiled at Fey.
“You're right, she can’t help it?....But girl just dress it up a bit and show what LITTLE you got a bit better?” She suggested to the teen, who pulled at her clearly designer clothes wondering if they were really good enough!
The rest of the pack of teens was made up of the new arrival at Whateley, Missy that the twins would not let out of their sight. Both of the kids that the twins saved from an assassin squad. Tonya, who was now an elf and her brother Kevin the only fully changed male Drow on earth right now.
The rest of the pack of teens were all regular elves, Rascal Rehanna’s other main elf boyfriend, Sanctuary the group's elf healer and Whisper the group's tech elf.
As all of the teens got rounded up by Jineen the mother hen of them all as Bill spotted a man waving and pointing at a sign that had “Lee Twins” printed on it. “That must be our local guide and let me go chat with him…keep them in a herd Jin honey!” he said to his wife walking off that way towards the man.
Bill walked up to the man and the three others standing there with him, “I am Bill Varney and the Twins are with me…so you are our local contact?” he asked and offered his hand to shake as a greeting.
“Yes, “ the man said waving to his group of two women and one other man to push luggage carts over to the arrival area to collect the group's baggage.
“Before we go with you, name and show your ID…I have to be careful!” Bill warned and extended a hand towards the new man, as he requested the ID Bill wanted to see before he even trusted the guy an inch. Bill was being a bit more careful these days after that judge let an attorney wreck his peaceful home and made the Twins so mad, they left the condo for now!
Back across the room Jineen kept all the kids in a herd as they gathered all their luggage that teleported in with them by way of the twins' powers. But Whisper went wandering slowly off to that one teen that was snapping pictures of them all and bowed in on the teen talking with a travel bestie she had, “Want a selfie with a real elf…I know my friends can be a bit mean so lets?” She smiled and winked one of her huge almond shaped eyes that showed what seemed to be circuit board traceings in silver of each “green” iris.
“Sure!” the teen bubbled and Whisper took the phone from her hand and closed up with the two. As she did, the nanites in her body connected with the simple phone and programmed it to delete all the pictures of elves, along with any video from here in an hour from now.
Whisper gave the teen her phone back , then went about using her powers again to hack the local network and delete any video of the group's arrival and departure, then set the system to conveniently delete any and all elves it would ever see for good. “All safe for us to come and go as we wish unseen by anyone for years!” she smiled to herself.
“All taken care of?” Fey asked Whisper or Nicole as she came back, “Yep and you know me so well to know I would wipe any traces that we were even here!” she giggled.
The local guide man just handed Bill his ID and Bill checked it with his scanner built into his phone, a soft beep told him it was legit and that the man was indeed their contact. A file linked on Bill’s phone also showed the rest of the man’s group with all their info, ARC was not kidding anymore with the twins' security and Bill was sure that there were a few ARC security teams mixed in amongst the crowd around them.
A few minutes later Bill showed back up to the herd of teens with the guide and three others with luggage push carts, “This is our Las Vegas contact and his team, they have a few mini buses waiting for us out in the secure passenger loading area…so all you kids let's go and make sure all your bags are accounted for before we leave.” Bill warned as the helpers loaded up the bags for the teens and the kids milled about counting each bag…and of course Fey had the most of the pack, with 3 clothing bags and one huge makeup case half the size of a footlocker !
Once outside, Rohanna looked over the secure passenger loading zone that was very well hidden from the rest of McCarran airport and the James Doohan teleport terminal…yes Scotty of Trek fame! Most of the secure complex was one story under the airport's regular parking building and yet the place was tall enough for even a Semi-truck to enter!
Rehanna looked the Minibuses over that could hold up to two dozen easily, the film company had sent two of the large vehicles to cover all bases in case the twins added even more friends to their trip. As it was now, the group was numbering over a dozen if you counted the local guide and his pack of baggage handlers !
When Rehanna boarded the bus, she tapped the glass a few times with her finger, “armored?” she asked the guide from the film production.
“Yes level four, ARC insisted we do that at least for you two and Fey and….” he looked at his notepad to check, “Nicole or Whisper too?” he asked.
“Yep, they care so much about us and how much money we make for them!” she giggled and finished boarding the bus with Rohanna dragging Missy right behind her and most of the elves in the rest of the pack.
“Why did I have to come?” Missy asked again why she had to come along to Las Vegas with the pack of fae, she really wanted to explore the campus more alone.
“Ohhh no, we are not letting you roam the campus till everyone knows for a fact not to mess with ya! Besides you need some clothes and a bit of time off not worrying about who or what might be creeping up on ya…and this group right here can make sure no one even gets close that wants to do you harm!”
Sammi was the last to board the bus and sat down near the door, “I hope we stay at Camelot, I love castles!”
“Nope, I have been in far tooooo many castles to want one as my hotel!” Rehanna laughed.
“Maybe the pyramid one?” she asked again.
“No way…the Titanic wreck stuff is being shown in it and I am not staying or getting anywhere near that level of BAD and CURSED ju-juuu!” Rohanna said.
“Why?” Bill had to ask, as he kind of loves the story and history of the ship.
“Bill the ship was a grave,” Rohanna shook her head to the man at having to deal with explaining it to him…was he this dense at times?
“I get that, but it's historic.”
“Okay so you would be fine with salvaging a ten ton slab of armor plate off the USS Arizona in Pearl harbor and putting it on display for MONEY along with a few belt buckles off the dead marines from the wreck?” she explained, a bit to the extreme…but on point.
Bill sighed, “Now I understand it.
“Yep everyone that boarded the Titanic expected to live and EVERY sailor or marine on the Arizona knew there was a chance they might die on that battleship everyday…that is why it's cursed to us!” Rehanna added in next.
“So where are we staying?” Gewn asked the local guide, trying to change the subject to something more fun.
“We reserved you all one of the larger private floors in the Fontainebleau towers, all set and paid for by the studios!” he said, clicking away at a link on his data pad and sending a feed to the 3D holo at the bus’s center to show off the room and the casino’s amenities.
The place offered the usual five star amenities of huge rooms, a few private villas and the normal pools, plus day spas. The night offerings were, three night clubs, and one of the three costs five hundred per person just to enter the doors…small but VERY exclusive. One just did not show up and pay to get in, you had to be offered a chance to buy a ticket!
At the huge hotel complex
The twins were set up in a larger suite with a bedroom with twin queen beds for them, Fey and Gwen got a room each. Then Bill and Jineen were given a room across the hallway to enjoy by themselves away from the teens if they wanted to.
Gwen smiled at the room offered and all the comforts it contained even for a short trip, “Nice”...then she flipped into speaking Elvin. “Ro…is there an elven run hotel in Lost wages?” she asked, taking a seat on the leather couch and grabbing a small bag of chips off the tray full of them on the coffee table next to it, that she started nibbling on.
“I heard of one, but it's really far off the strip I hear and so far out it will be a pain to go back and forth to…SO…maybe next time we all visit we can stay there? She smiled back, as she herself took a bag of nuts off the same tray and after she tore off the top she tossed a few of them into her mouth.
The guide dispersed the kids into rooms and amongst themselves they split up, traded room keys or bedrooms to better fit their personal needs besides what plans the guide had or not. Missy found herself in a room with a fellow girl that was a new arrival to the school too. “I’m Missy and you?” she asked the shorter and younger looking girl that was dropping her bag on the bed.
“Ohhh they call me Sammi.” she said and pulled off her sweat top, then let her wings unfurl from what looked to be very exotic tattoos covering her back…”Ahhh that is better to let them air out!” She smiled, stretching her back out this way or that and then fluttering her wings wildly enough that she hovered for a brief second off the carpet as she flipped off her shoes and landed again in her sock covered feet.
“Wow you are a fairy?”
“Nope, just a pixie or as Kyley in Poe cottage says to me all the time…a HUGE pix!” she laughed.
“Were you born this way?” Missy asked as she stepped closer to look Sammi’s wings over.
“Nope I mutated or was changed by magic just a few weeks ago and don’t touch the wings. They are very sharp on the edges, plus it's kind of a personal taboo!”
“Okay, but so cool!” Missy nearly shouted excitedly, “I have to ask, can I get changed by magic too?” Missy questioned wanting deeply to be something else in her life or someone else!
“Mine was more of an accident than planned out act and I am not sure…The twins might know or Kyley might? Ky is really old and she knows everything it seems!”
“The big blonde girl is old?” Missy asked, having been introduced to the tall blonde once and only for a few seconds while she toured Poe cottage with the twins.
“She is not even close to being human and yes she is old..ancient OLD!”
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Shadowsblade here.
This story in a joint venture with a group of fan fic authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Tormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.
Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
They say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hard
way.
The Way of the Dragon a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Born for eternity but vulnerable like a child, dragons shouldn't leave
their nest.
Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Watch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you ever
asked for.
This one is coming soon, bug him for it! lol
Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Struggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.
Vantier a Whateley Tale :Written by Shadowsblade
Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to
find her place in it.
You might ask yourself what is the Whateley Universe? To make it short,
here is a abstract straight out off the wiki.
Whateley is a Prep School for different teens. VERY different ones. Where else could a kid go to a school that has a resident demon living in the furnace? Or meet magic users, mutants of every imaginable kind, get trained in how to handle some rather odd abilities, and worry about
flunking Freshman English? Come visit Whateley Academy, nestled in the
lovely hills of New Hampshire. Just down the road from a town named
Dunwich... (Mythos jokes purely intentional).
This is the Whateley Academy Universe, a shared universe with over a dozen authors and more than a hundred stories (and counting). The stories range in size from vignettes to novels. It's a Mutant High scenario with both a strong transgender theme and a slightly watered down Cthulhu Mythos theme.
It's also very much a work in progress.'
If you want further information you will find them on.
http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Whateley_Academy_Wiki
or
But I have to thank, Both Branek and Nuuan for their vast input and the ability they both have to 'bounce' off ideas and improve them!
To all my readers who have e-mailed me and given support--THANKS!
Please feel free, to add a review to this story and others. As those kind words are 'cookies' that keeps that muse well fed on the 'sometimes' long breaks between stories!
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Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.
This is the story of a man who finds a magic box, one that changes him into a Teenage Drow girl (a dark elf) and he has to deal with the very sudden change. Then handle all the memories of a Drow that was 'made' for a long lost war. This new part of him, has 40,000 years of memories of fighting that war. She has to deal with all that pent up PTSD, her enemy is here, but she loves her. Her old Queen is here and she wants to kill, that Queen ohh so bad!
So far in the story, Rohanna is being sent to a high school for mutants. While in school, she has to learn to keep that temper in check and her vast skills at killing others! She has been attacked in Boston while shopping, by her new lover by accident of fate and by an assassin that nearly kills her.
The last major hurdle in her short new life, is that a science project gone mad! Has made an exact clone of her and linked it mentally to her every thought, it reacts like an extension of her body now.
Life moves on and she makes a movie to get Fae kind more "Out there" and joins the NYPD as a teen cop!
Back out in the main room of the suite for the twins down the hallway
“Miss Leigh, if we can,” the guide nearly begged the teens “the show would like an hour of your time right now to pre-plot out tomorrow's shots at the pawn shop and see how you want to present your appraisal of the blades this seller is bringing into the show and shop to possibly sell.” Then he went back to busily checking off items on his data pad.
“Already, we just got here?” Rohanna kind of pouted back to the man, as her twin leaned back into the bedroom to stare at him from her looking the huge bathroom over, “What?...give a girl time to get all cozy before we have to go back to work?” Rehanna complained along with her twin.
“We or the production office has a very tight schedule for both of you…blocking out how you want to appraise the blades now, a short interview down at the casino high rollers area for the film, we only have a short time for that as Darrick Rankin is here and doing one of his interview stops while playing in the celebrity Texas hold-em event.”
“Ahh fucking Darry Boi hates us and only put up with us because Peter dropped off a dump truck load of money in his driveway! Besides now that the filming is over…if he talks shit to us…I’ll break his fucking legs!” Rehanna growled.
“Note duly made about you having issues with Darrick and Peter will be down there too…”
“Down where? The interview or the card game?” Rohanna asked.
“Both.”
“Ohhh then let's go on down there, because Peter will bitch slap Darry if he talks shit and ohhh boy if Art is down there…” Rehanna slices her finger across her neck and makes the Throat slicing sound, “Art would skin him alive!”
“We have a car standing by to drive over to the pawn shop and then back here for the interview.” the guide said as he went to open the suite’s door and held it open for the twins.
Bill saw that the twins were being dragged off by the production’s guide and hurriedly followed behind them as he shouted back into the room, “Jen honnn…got to keep the girls out of trouble and you can hold down the fort here?” he asked and Jineen just laughed back “Got it all handled deeear!” as she was busy drooling over the information sheet of offered in suite amenities she could order…masseuse, spa treatments, manicures and the list went on!
The guide led the small pack down to the hidden VIP loading area and right into a large executive car that was waiting for them. The twins took the back seat, Bill took shotgun up front and the guide levered his way into what was left in the back with the twins.
“Here is the basic info on the blades the seller is showing, it's all your choice to give an opinion of value now or only on the show…they prefer to be surprised unless it's a dangerous item?” He said thinking of magic, fae curses and who knows what dangers could be hidden inside each blade just waiting for a true Fae to touch the blade and to activate them!
The car rolled up into the parking lot and the outside store itself seemed to be kind of busy with everything from tourists that had seen the show, to locals or out of town gamblers pawning items to pay for a “winning streak” to come soon?
A line of folks that just wanted to see the place stretched for about twenty heads and there was zero line for pawning or picking up items. To get in the shop you either needed an item to pawn in hand or a pawn ticket to skip the longer line of tourists and fans of the show.
The production guide led them through the door meant for real customers and straight right to the back of the shop where one could see all the TV lights that brightened up the area hung from small triangle trusses hanging over the few glass display cases at the store’s rear.
“So we ready? The guide asked one of the pawn shop’s staff who was standing there.
“We are waiting for Jackson, the guy pawning or selling this stuff to show up.” The disinterested woman smiled and just barely seemed to care that twin Drow were in the store and starting to eyeball the shop’s collection of school lunch boxes from the fifties and sixties.
The guide walked back over the twins and made a few notes on his pad, “the seller is running late and if they are too late we have to keep to schedule and move along.”
“Whatever you say Jeeves…” Rehanna jested back to the man and Rohanan pointed out one lunch boxes, “I or we had that one from disneyland…god I loved that place when it opened. It was less of a huge theme park back then, but so much more at the same time.”
“I am going to call it in ten minutes if they don’t show!” the guide warned as the show’s real stars walked into the store’s showroom and greeted the twins. “Glad you made it and hope this moron gets here. But this is Castor Troy the historical 'expert' from the university...Best known as the ‘wild grin of knowledge."
Just as the show’s leader and the store’s owner introduced Troy to the twins, a man almost ran into the shop with a long briefcase in his hand. “Sorry I am late, but the casino where I am staying had trouble finding a person to open the high security safe to get this out!” he said, opening the case and pulling out cotton and silk wrapping or covers that he slowly unrolled to show each of the blades.
The man rolled out all the clothes and placed each blade on a black display showcase topper that protected the glass display cases from damage or breaking. One blade was very ornate and clean, one was very plain and simple and the last one was encrusted with several layers of unknown crud that must have taken hundreds of years to cover the blade and its hilt.
“There they are, it took me years to track down this one.” he said proudly pointing out the best looking one and Rehanna picked it up, then handed it over to Rohanna who almost instantly put it back. The next blade, Rehanna only took a few extra seconds to look it over versus the near instant it took her to pass the very ornate one over to her twin.
Now the last and worst appearing blade of the three shown, that one Rehanna took her time with. She studied the blade, took her time with hefting it, seeing what its balance point was, how well it spun in her hand…she even gave the blade a long sniff and rubbed a finger across it to rub off some of the grains encrusting it and TASTED it.
Rehanna gave the blade to her twin that looked it over and finally pulled out one of her own blades to “ting” it against and then did the same with the ornate blade…she seemed very displeased by the pleasant bell like tone the ornate blade gave off versus the worst of the three sounded like Rebar being hit by a hammer!
Jackson, the man selling the blades, seemed very displeased at how little time the twins took appreciating his best blade, “Is that all?” He questioned how short their time was looking any of the glades really well over.
“We will give you and the TV show our appraisal and what we think their value is on the show and leave it for a surprise” Rohanna said as her twin pulled the show’s guide to one side, “We need a stone or a rock or better yet…I have an idea” she smiled brightly, “one of the parking lot curb stops to bash one of the blades on to show its indeed the one and real deal!”
“I don’t know if he will do or let you do that?” he said back as the store’s owner leaned in, “I overheard that request and what will that test show?” Mick asked, truly intrigued.
“Fae blades are thousands of times better than the best human made metal and will cut a stone with ease. Doing this test of purity or craftmanship right on air will show the world the blade is true and really worth the big money we say it's worth.”
“And if he says no?” Mick Solo, the store owner asked, pointing at the seller just starting to repack his blades.
“Well we can’t really give a true appraisal then and the blade might fetch five or even six figures only because it is made of some level of purity Mithril or we show what it or they can do and get seven or eight figures at auction?” she smiled back evilly and knowingly…humans loved money!
“Fine you can test the blades anyway you wish…I know my blades are real and will be the best one can find!” the blades owner said when he finally overheard the questions the twins made.
Rehanna snickered, “Best you can find?” and she produced one of her own blades from nothing with a wave of her hand, “This is the best you might ever see human…look at it, stare at it, lust after the purity of its Mithril! Dream of the magic it took to forge such a blade…then remember you will never see a human make anything even close!” she smiled as her hand snatched the blade from his sight and it vanished just as quick with a simple flip of her wrist.
Rohanna put her arm up in the classic 'round-them-up’ motion, as she started towards the car, “Let's get going, you all have our needs now. SO plan out your shots and what you all might say during the show and we Drow can wing it for the rest!”
A short time later at ‘The Emperors Palace’ Casino
The twins walked across most of the huge noisy bustling casino with their escort, “Can we drop a few bucks into a slot machine or is that off limits for us Drow?” Rohanna asked about having the most human part of the pair and loved visiting the town during her long past human days!
“Sorry, the laws see you both as kids no matter what I personally know about you.” Bill warned, “But I can stop and wrestle the one armed bandit for you both a few times?” he smiled, pulling a short stack of silver dollars out of his pocket. Bill seemed to be prepared for the pair wanting to gamble a bit and had the coins standing by at the ready in his pocket!
Bill slotted the coins one at a time as the twins watched from a few feet away and as each spin ended the machine ate the coins in turn and gave nothing back as winnings…”We lost…the house wins!” he laughed.
A very cute media girl was asking British born Darrick Rankin, a classically trained older actor that played the main villain and the one that ordered the twins characters to track down and kill the film’s heros a question as she flipped her hair as a sexy tease to the camera.
“So Darrick, you are the main lead in Lord of the Thrones?” she smiled brightly.
“Well Pam I am!” he said proudly just as Rohanna plopped right into the director's chair next to him and she laughed, “Survey says…that is a lie!”
“Well I am and I am the best actor in the film with all my classical training to my name…so the lead!” his voice strained as his anger rose.
“Well trained…yea that is true. BUT the lead? No damn way…it's a tie between US and Westly Seagal for the film’s leads!” Rehanna said, taking a place right behind him and next to her twin.
“I was the lead, you are not an actress at all!” he sneered, “I am the only true actor in the film, Westly is only an action star…a…” he trailed off and left the potential insult hanging out there.
“Nope we are not actresses…and not QOUTE acting like DROW UNQUOTE…we ARE DROW!” Rohanna warned as Rehanna laughed at him and then placed a kids cereal box on each side of Darrick’s head facing towards the camera. One box front was of the twins in full costume, armor and drawn swords on the cover and the other was Westly in his armor from the film.
“Darry boi…we or Westly are the film’s lead…as I have not seen your ugly mug on a cereal box!” Rehanna laughed again as she kissed the box with her face on it and then signed the box, next she handed it over to Rohanna to add her own signature quickly and then she tossed the box to the nearest kid in the front row of fans that was watching the interviews.
Derrick was fuming and fuming bad at the twins embarrassing him so bad that he might be the better actor right now, they and Westly would in the long run be far far more famous and get paid much much more than he would make in a decade of working year round...that is when Peter Martin the film’s director and major producer showed up and Rohanna gave him her seat. She respected his age and knew Peter could not stand for the weeks of time she could.
“Heya Peter, glad to see you show!” Rehanna said as she leaned over him and wrapped up the older man in a bear hug from behind and then Rohanna took her turn, “Anything I can go port and get ya?” She asked genuinely.
“Ahh hun could you get me a bottle of Rose Lemonade?” Peter said, giving Rohanna a Ten British pound note.
“Got it!” she smiled and vanished from sight with a port.
“Peter, she doesn't have to go get you a drink. We have several right here?” Pam the interviewer said, spinning in her chair to get a production assistant's attention.
“No trouble, we like going out and getting new stuff!” Rehanna said just as her twin popped back up a few seconds later and handed Peter a rose colored bottle that said ‘not US made’ all over it and the plastic bag she pulled it from had the brand logo and address for a small chain in London!
“Thanks!” he said, popping off the bottle’s top and taking a long sip.
“Got some chips for us,” she said tossing a bag of ‘walker’s’ crisps to her twin…curry flavor and Rohanna had a bag of BBQ smokey flavor for herself, “The change I dropped in the Royal Marines donation kitty,”
“Fine by me!”
For the next hour plus several interviewers took their turn in the “media” seat on this presser stop for the film, most stuck to asking Peter questions or the twins with Derrick getting the least questions by several times less. The twins kept themselves busy handing out toys from the film and autographing everything the vast mob of kids handed them!
Rehanna or Rohanna autographed anything the kids handed to them and made sure each item got one of their magical stickers that had a 3D magical image of them bonded into each one…making those small stickers took the twins several days to imbue the rolls of thousands of the small stickers with enough magic to work! The kids loved being handed a ‘bit’ of very real magic!
Each one of the stickers the twins added to the item they autographed, had one twin swish the air with a sword before the other twin popped up and blasted away with a spell. All of the action contained on the small sticky plastic disk looked very real and was bigger than the sticker in many ways! The action floated above the sticker and beyond its edges, this was not a simple hologram.
Peter let the twins interact with the crowd as he fielded questions from each interviewer on the press junket team. The main reason for these media stops was to have interviewers from dozens of TV channels or internet sites across the globe get a short and sweet ‘interview’ so the movie would gain tons of free press all in one day of work.
“I have to ask Peter, what are the twins doing here with you in Las Vegas? It's not as if they can enjoy table games like the adults do?” The next interviewer asked her first question with a wide grin.
“Well they are here to play in the celebrity card game and appear on Pawn Palace as an expert in a few items that are up to be pawned to or maybe be bought by Pawn Palace.”
“Ohhh so we should see them this season on the show?”
“Yes and in just a few weeks!”
“Filming is tomorrow then or later?” she asked again.
“Tomorrow…right girls?” he asked the twins and looked over at their handler or guide to be sure and they nodded back to Peter. When the interviewer saw the jester of agreement, she made a note to make it over there to film some background video of the twins!
As the interviewer made her notes, one of the handlers shooed her off to open the chair to the next media hound. At the same time, the twins handler leaned over to whisper in Rohanna’s ear, “Time for the card game to start, Peter has this and when you leave I am sure Westly will take your spot.”
“Westly is here?” she asked.
“I just heard he was up stairs in the casino and is coming down to the presser now. He will join you at the card game in about an hour…we have to get moving along…please?” she asked.
“Okay.” Rohanna said thinking back to the many nights she would play poker or blackjack versus the other kids in poe or the other elves. She found that “bluffing” was not the same as outright “lying” so her power as a lie detector did not work on most. She usually fell back on body tells or ticks…the best skill or power, was hearing the other players heart rate and then figuring out when down meant “bluff” or up meant “bluff or huge bluff!”
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Shadowsblade here.
This story in a joint venture with a group of fan fic authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Tormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.
Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
They say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hard
way.
The Way of the Dragon a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Born for eternity but vulnerable like a child, dragons shouldn't leave
their nest.
Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Watch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you ever
asked for.
This one is coming soon, bug him for it! lol
Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Struggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.
Vantier a Whateley Tale :Written by Shadowsblade
Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to
find her place in it.
You might ask yourself what is the Whateley Universe? To make it short,
here is a abstract straight out off the wiki.
Whateley is a Prep School for different teens. VERY different ones. Where else could a kid go to a school that has a resident demon living in the furnace? Or meet magic users, mutants of every imaginable kind, get trained in how to handle some rather odd abilities, and worry about
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Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.
This is the story of a man who finds a magic box, one that changes him into a Teenage Drow girl (a dark elf) and he has to deal with the very sudden change. Then handle all the memories of a Drow that was 'made' for a long lost war. This new part of him, has 40,000 years of memories of fighting that war. She has to deal with all that pent up PTSD, her enemy is here, but she loves her. Her old Queen is here and she wants to kill, that Queen ohh so bad!
So far in the story, Rohanna is being sent to a high school for mutants. While in school, she has to learn to keep that temper in check and her vast skills at killing others! She has been attacked in Boston while shopping, by her new lover by accident of fate and by an assassin that nearly kills her.
The last major hurdle in her short new life, is that a science project gone mad! Has made an exact clone of her and linked it mentally to her every thought, it reacts like an extension of her body now.
Life moves on and she makes a movie to get Fae kind more "Out there" and joins the NYPD as a teen cop!
Upstairs in the main casino
The twins were guided to a large room off to one side of the main casino floor, one that was shut off from the huge gaming area for the rest of the gamblers and had over four dozen poker tables set up with about ten chairs placed at each. Several of the games of the tournament were already running, the guide placed one twin at one table and one across the room to keep other players from even suggesting the twins are cheating…and end up in blood being shed.
One of the event staff set a tray of chips before each twin, the face value was fifty thousand dollars and in the case of the twins it all represented a “donation” to the twins’s favorite kids charity, as minors they could not gamble by law…even if really they were older than anyone in the room, each in their own ways!
As the game played out and hours passed by, it came out that Rehanna was playing against a set of very unreadable players. She could not really tell when they were bluffing. Rohanna on the other hand was facing literal billboard players that almost told her in shouts “I AM BLUFFING!” So she was winning most of the time and was up over four hundred thousand as she forced a few players off the event with them losing all their own chipsl.
Rehanna across the room was down to her last five thousand and an hour later that was all gone. She shook her head at the idea of buying back in, “Not with my money, now if the film donates more I am game” she asked. The guide shrugged back to the drow teen, “that is all I could get funded for either of you?”
The other elves of the group had slow walked into the room and had stood by as Rehanna lost that last hand, “better luck next time Re!” they all cried out as best they could and not get yelled at.
The game played on, but the staff would not let Rehanna anywhere near the table where her twin was playing her own hands to avoid the complaint of possible cheating, not everyone in this game was playing for a charity with donated funds. Most were playing with their own personal money and losing this game meant the whole year might be financially ruined for them.
An hour later the game Rohanna was playing in was ramping up as most of the players at her table had bowed out as they had lost all their ‘buy-in’ and could not buy back in till the next round with a ‘spare’ one hundred and fifty thousand.
Rohanna sitting at her table had the other players beat, since she had over three hundred thousand of the five hundred the table pool contained in total. So she could “buy out” the game to win, but that was not allowed. One player slid the rest of his stack into the game pot on a whim, “all in miss” he said slowly.
Ro eyeballed the man, he was clearly bluffing, but she looked him over once more then glanced down at her two hold cards. She had one of the top ten hands that could be dealt to a person and this guy did not have the other ones by what was showing so far on the table, the odds were impossible for him to win.
“All in too” she said coldly and slid her trays forward into the middle of the table to match his play.
The last player sighed “might as well” and followed up with his more meager stack.
The dealer flopped the last card and Rohanna won with ease, “DARN IT, its those damn eyes of yours, I can’t read the fucking things!” the other player swore as he jumped from this seat in defeat.
“Hey now keep it civil” the other player seated at the table with the smaller stack warned the bigger man, “It's just a game and she won, go for the buy-in later and see you then?”
One more hand and that last player was done at Rohanna’s table, she had killed them all off and won the whole table pot for the next round of the match.
“Break time, all returning players to be ready or bought in two hours from now.” the table’s handler told the players still around.
Rohanna got up and walked over to the group of waiting elves, “Well I move on to the next round. Are you all staying up for the fun or hitting the sheets?”
“We want to hit up a breakfast buffet in the morning while you are out at the Pawn shop doing your thing for the TV show and save the afternoon for the two huge theme parks on the strip we are hitting up.” Gewn said and Fey nodded along with most of the other elves packed in around the twins.
“Yep, one of them has a thirty story drop that hits well over one hundy per hour and then the other is just plain nuts with all the spins it can do!” Tonya added in with glee.
Whisper jumped in next with her favorite “Ohhh and that raft ride one is really cool, one of the longest in the world and the ride takes more than half an hour AND you might even hit the special route that takes even longer and gets wetter!”
“I do have a very special stop for all of us to take late tomorrow…if you are all okay with it?” the guide asked the group about an unplanned stop she had and seemed to be kind of excited about doing it, only if the twins agreed it seems?
“Okay let's have the local guide…do some guiding of all of us towards some fun. We will take it!” Rehanna laughed at the idea, she loved locals that knew the area. They always had the best ideas of what to do and where to eat!
As they spoke some of the game’s sponsors and a casino owner came up behind the pack of kids, one tried to place a cap on Rohanna’s head with an event logo on it. She stopped him and looked the cap over, “Nope I can’t wear human made synthetics, they hurt my skin.” she informed the man, who smiled back and waved over to one of his staff. “Get her and her sister one of our organic cotton hats!”
One of the staff ran over with a stack of hats in his hands and the casino owner started to hand them out to all the kids, “Here ya go kids, cotton, organic cotton. I made sure they are the best, not artificial dyes or colors and pure unused cotton!”
The pack of elves took the offered caps, put them on their heads and posed for a huge group shot with the twins and the group of event runners, “Okay go grab a quick snack, order anything you all want at the event…nothing is off the menu for you all!” the casino owner laughed and one of his staff started to make sure the kids got whatever they wanted!”
Four hours later
Rohanna tugged at the cap on her head, “That is fifty thousand to you miss.” the dealer reminded her and she scanned over the last two men still in this hand and pot, then slid in her stack of five chips. “All in,” she said coldly.
The dealer flopped over the last card and Rohanna won with three aces over two queens. “FUCK!” the man across from her shouted…”it's those damn eyes she has!”
A few dozen hands later, Rohanna pushed a few chips towards the table’s pot, “Raise you ten.”
“Raise twenty,” a man across from her smiles back and adds to the growing pot.
The dealer flops the last card and Rohanna loses to the other man, “Good one,” she grinned over to him.
An hour later, a man shoves the last of his pile at the pot, “Up fifty.” and Rohanna tosses what is left in her meager stack to the pot and all it’s gone. “All in,” she says, pulling that new cap lower down her face to cover up part of her eyes…trying hard to read the man and hope that she can still win with a poor hand.
The next card is flopped by the dealer and Rohanna loses the hand. She is out of the tournament, with being marked as twenty first in the event and the event takes a pause to gather the last twenty players to play the last part of the event. “Well I did my best, I might need to play some more of this back at school to get better at it. I was mostly playing by memory and the rule book on what hand was better…then add, I memorized the odds charts for all hands!”
Just as the table was being cleared up and set for the next and last round. Rohanna stood up as the casino owner came over to her, “Well your spot gains you fifty thousand and since you are a minor we have to donate that in your name…what charity would you like?” he asked with a grin as several people and members of the press took photos of them shaking hands.
“Most of the time we would suggest some organization that benefits us Fae, but after this last month we feel it should all go to the NYPD widows and orphans fund.” Rohanna suggested.
“Fine and I’ll match it out of my pocket. But I have to ask why that charity?” he asked.
“We work or volunteer to help the NYPD as Police reserve officers, our partner Leon Garibaldi was killed in a bomb blast that was most likely meant to kill us.” Rohanna said and then just simply walked away as the owner stood there silently in shock. Then Rehanna stopped to look at Bill, “Let's go grab breakfast at the huge buffet here.” and she turned to catch up to her twin.
After the twins had walked off several yards the owner asked Bill, still standing there next to him, “She is joking I hope?”
“Not one bit, Officer Leon Garibaldi died and his partner was wounded when criminals were trying to murder the twins. The bomb itself was especially made to kill one of their kind. They had just left patrol to go help with teleporting accident victims to an ER and supplies back from all over the nation to save dozens of kids' lives.” he said, starting to follow after the twins.
The casino owner grabbed the shoulder of one of his staff, “Go after them and make sure that anything they want, they get!”
Bill followed the twins to the huge all you could eat buffet in the casino’s lower level, “Now there is a challenge!” Rehanna chuckled while walking in.
The casino staffer that followed them waved to the cashier to let them in and pointed out more private guest tables for the pair, as they certainly stood out and the kids around already knew who they were before the movie had even sold one seat…advertising months in advance, selling cereal boxes and toys paid off in the movie box office!
Before they sat in one of the separated booths hidden from view of most of the buffet, the twins grabbed trays, put two plates on each and piled them high with breakfast goodness. Rohanna stopped and waved to one of the staff on the other side of the large warming tables.
“Could I get say six of the tea cup plates and two sets of little kids silverware?” The staffer grabbed what she asked for and placed them on her tray.
Once all set, the twins grabbed their seats, Rohanna and Rehanna put the small plates on the table before they cut some pancakes off their bigger stacks, then put them on the smaller plates.
The pixies became visible to all and started to dig in by tearing open a syrup packet and pouring the gooey goodness over their smaller plates. They used the smaller forks to scoop up some butter off the chilled dish of it already at the table and dug in with gusto.
“Mmmmm vanilla!” Violet said, taking another bite.
Bill noticed that the pair were sitting and eating silently for the most part, “You still upset at that guy for reminding you about Leon?”
“It's just that I know I had to leave them and go save those kids. I get it was the only choice and in life saving all those kids would outweigh the loss of Leon…BUT that scale never seems to balance in my mind,”
“It never really does”
“I hate it, the scale tips all out of balance and it hurts Leon’s family and me. His wife lost her love and I lost a great friend and then there is this mess.” Rohanna said pulling a small envelope from the either where she stored items like this.
“Where is this from?” he asked before opening it.
“Akiko Yamamoto, that Syndicut leader and she runs the Yakuza in Tokyo”
“The one who was in charge of that New Jersey mess and what happened to Missy?” Bill growled knowing this might be bad, “How did you get this?” he said waving the envelope around that was made of fine paper and had Akiko Yamamoto’s name in gold Japanese language embossing.
“She visited us a week back and just read it…I don’t know what to do with it.” Rehanna said for both, they must have been dwelling off this all week and all night!
Bill read the letter, then flipped through several technical looking pages along with it and then reread it two more times to be sure he had not misunderstood any of it. “Is this true?” he had to ask.
“I had it checked out via one of my best contacts and we even popped over there one night and looked for ourselves. It's all there and seems very real.”
“This means he, that Leon left part of himself behind thinking he might get hurt or dead and wanted his wife to have the choice of kids or not to have kids.” Bill has to sigh.
“Yep he left a plan “B” at the sperm bank and even had some DNA samples made up for past that…in case they needed to ID a body or blood one day.”
Bill shook his head at the idea and then thought it might be a good choice for him to do the same with ARC for his Jineen, “I kind of get why he did it…the NYPD is not exactly a safe job. It's like my past as a Corpsman, but in my day I had no wife to leave behind.”
“So should I tell her or not?”
Bill knew the twins were asking, no begging for a way out of the choice and Bill knew what he would want if he was Leon, “Tell her and then you…heck all of us support her and the kids if she has them!”
“I hope she wants to have kids, I would love to be an aunt or something?” she smiled.
“Humm the best educated, trained and most protected kids on the planet!"
An hour later
The twins had just cleaned off set of plates number two, when the rest of the teens led by Jineen showed up and started to raid the whole buffet. Eight hungry teens, most of them fae, save one human ‘Missy’ took to the rows of mouth watering food by storm. The Buffet might be in trouble of running out of food for the rest of the guests if the pack of teens stayed too long!
Rohanna had to smile as the kids took the booths next to her’s, “You all slept in?” she kidded the group of noisy teens.
“Yaaa we did…you know that Fey needs at least ten hours of sleep to keep looking good!” Gwen joked back as Fey tossed a slice of toast at her in jested retaliation.
“So who won last night?” Kevin asked, hoping his girl had come in a winner or at least finished in top slots!
“I came in twenty third, and Rehanna came in…what forty eighth?” Rohanna grinned as Rehanna shot eye daggers her way.
“Well it was your first competition, you got years to get better and learn this game of Texas hold-em better?” Kevin suggested as he ate his waffles.
“Yep if they let us mutants or fae gamble, these humans always think we are cheating somehow?” Brianna said, “In my case if I wanted to steal from a casino, I would hack its main frame in say ten minutes and have them send my money to offshore accounts while I lounged about poolside in Barbados!”
“Let's not mention giving their staff a whammy charm and have them walk out of the vault with a ton of cash to load up into my waiting Rolls!” Fey laughed.
“Well I’d love to plot how to bust this place out, but we got a TV shoot to get to and a seller to disappoint!” Rehanna said standing up from the booth.
“Disappoint?” Rascal asked.
“Yep he think he as some Fae or Elvin swords that was worth a lot, but we will give him the bad news”
“Tell us before you go?” Sanctuary asked.
“Nope watch the show and watch as his heart breaks…MUHAHHAHA!” Rohanna cackles evilly.
Both twins stepped away as Jineen finished up her plate and took over watching the pair from Bill who needed to get some rest. The pack of teens could handle themselves inside a theme park and no one would really mess with them considering the theme park was connected to a casino…plus its huge security staff!
Jineen took her bunny phone out and was about to ring their guide, but she called first and informed them a SUV limo would meet them at the VIP pick up area out front. “Finally got someone that is competent, that one guide we had assigned to us in Australia…the first one was a total failure…so bad I had to fire him on day three!”
“You are not ever going to let that one go, I know that goofball got us lost but he was young and his cell phone GPS really messed up?”
“When you are guiding clients like you and are working for the movie, a movie of that scale…you memorize those maps the night before, print shit out and have at least three back up phones or tablets!” she barked, then giggled in embarrassment “I am still mad?”
“Yep REDHEAD!” Rohanna laughed back as Jineen gave her back the stare of death with a small smile.
The SUV dropped the three women off at the pawn shop that was a bustling hive of activity, part madness was fans shopping or pretending to shop while watching a TV show filming being set up and then bigger part was the TV show’s crew itself setting up lights all over and three cameras on small tripods or zero ‘G’ shoulder mounts.
In Rohanna’s human past…a TV show being ‘filmed’ in a space this small, usually meant only one camera would get utilized at a time and then they would swing around to grab “reaction” shots of who was speaking or spoken too in a later series of shots. Back then one TV camera was the size of a coffee table and took a rolling tripod the size of a round dining table to move around. Now all of that was so small you could hold most of it in one hand and the tripod was nearly nothing and allowed one to swing a camera all over with ease and still be level, plus smooth and shake free!
The pawn store’s staff and TV show stars were busy with the Item’s seller and his part of introducing this wares…the three blades that he claimed were all Elvin made and the best in human hands! Certainly worth millions at auction! After he was finished they brought in Castor Troy the historical "expert' from the local university…”the wild grin of knowledge" to give his own evaluation on the three blades, he of course agreed with the seller on all parts…the twins snickered a little bit at his wild claims of “Extensive knowledge” of Fae items and antiquities!
Castor had said, that the engraved blade… it “Belonged To a long past royal bloodline, a high queen most likely!” He even took time to put each blade inside a very complex analysis device that showed how pure the blade was and what metals it was made of, “Pure Mithril!” he said, pulling the most ornate blade from the scanner.
The show’s director took a break while they re-set the shots for the twin’s turn at evaluating the blades. At the same time part of the crew went outside to get “the test” ready the twins asked for, it consisted of being out in the parking lot and a concrete tire stop out there.
When all was done, the seller wrapped his blades back up his protective cloths and was ready for the shot establishing shot of the twins “arriving” at the shop. The twins filed in the shop’s main door to the outside and drifted in pretending to look over some of the stuff up for sale, “So Mick we were told you have some elvin blades for us to look over and see if they are real or even worth anything?” Rohanna asked with a smile, taking note of the show’s comic relief, a tall skinny kid that was standing there right next to Mick…Audie or "Huckleberry" named after the cartoon hound. The kid had the one of the DUMBEST looks on his face, the light bulb might be on inside that vapid head BUT it never lit up even a single brain cell!
The seller, Jackson Poulk unrolled his blades and set them out for the twins to look over. And once again they took turns like the last time. Yesterday when they looked the blades over, to study each one in turn and studied them very close…to the point over even tasting the crud coating the surface of the worst looking blade.
For the last test they both pulled out a blade of their own and tapped the spine of the blade to the spine of theirs. Two rang out like musical bells that made both twins faces sour to the sound, the worst one rang out like rebar hitting a steel beam...”CLANG!” they kind of seemed to like that one better for some reason.
Rohanna put the last and worst looking blade back down on the display case, “Well there is one real one here, the other two are junk and not worth more than melt weight for the little Mithril they contain.” she informed the pawn shop owner.
“I knew it, the one with the engraving is the real one and best!” boasted the blade’s owner. “What of the other two?” he had to ask in defeat.
“Not actually…that ornate one is the WORST of the three and most fake of the bunch” Rehanna smiled in such an evil way, like a cat that just ate the canary!
“What, you must be wrong?” the man suggested the pair had made a vast mistake.
“NOPE!” Rohanna said, shaking her head, this engraving is wrong,most of the parts are backwards and some even written like in a mirror or even up-sidedown! Parts are not even Elvin and are Pix or even just old human runes that mean nothing, just the humans trying to copy the magic runes the Fae used each day.
“You have to be wrong?” He suggested again that the pair were mistaken.
Then Troy spoke up, “That blade is Mithril, I tested it with my analyzer and it showed pure Mithril! Humans don’t make stuff like this all the time to fool people at auction?”
“Your scanner sucks ass, it can not see past the thin coating of mithril on the two fake blades.”
“Well then how do you test for pure Mithril then?” he asked and demanded.
“Like this!” Rehanna said, grabbing all three blades to walk outside into the parking lot, where she placed them on the blacktop near the concrete parking stops the pair had asked the crew to get and make TV ready with a fresh coat of paint and the “Pawn Palace” logo. There were three of them waiting for use.
“What are you going to do with my blades?” the man demanded of the teen.
“Prove once and for all they are real or very fake?”
“They are real!” he boasted.
“Then they should be able to chop this human made concrete with ease and not be marred or bent…or they are fakes. Your choice, I test them my way or we walk and you get ZERO real proof the blades are real, backed by REAL elves!?” she asked, hunkering down and yanking the scabbard off the most ornate blade.
“Fine then…test them” he sighed.
Rehanna laughed, “Ohhh this will be fun!” and swung the ornate blade high over her head, then came down with surprising speed and force. The blade struck the concrete with a BANG and bent both in length and warped the blade along its edge badly. The block was cut deeply but not all the way through!
“See now you ruined it and the concrete failed!”
“You call this ‘failed’...watch this!” she said pulling one of her own blades from the dark either and swung down on the block…the blade but it like butter. One part of the concrete curb stop rolled over as the other sat there like it was untouched…the cut was SO CLEAN you could barely tell it was ever touched if you placed the block back together and that is just what Rohanna did as her twin went over to the next block with the second blade to test.
Rohanna showed all the cut concrete and the twin’s blade after Rehanna tossed it her way, “See this blade took me a month of hard work at night, worked on or created during only full moons to forge correctly, over six of your human months in total passed. THAT is elvin or Fae craftsmanship!” She boasted to the camera and stars of the show, “I have seen many blades in my time and only a few are made better than this is.”
The next blade failed even worse…it broke under the extreme test and Rehanna stood up to show all its core, “See only a thin coat of Mithril, like it was dipped in molten Mithril then forged a bit more before being made into a blade. I’d bet the center core is a hunk of meteorite or star metal or maybe made by some long lost human steelmaking process, that was only refound very recently by you all?”
The man looked over that blade and held up the now bent ornate one, “And this one?” he questioned.
“It has a bit more Mithril in it or coating it, with a core of meteor metal I’d bet…when a blade composed of Mithril and steel hits another blade it sings like a bell, because of the metals harmonizing inside. Mithril, PURE good Mithril does not make a sound if it strikes another good PURE Mithril blade…it's SILENT or everyone would know that you are fighting and come running to kill you! We elves rather love our silence when we kill.”
Rehanna took the last blade and swung down with it on the last concrete parking stop and the blade made zero sound as it struck and sliced the concrete like butter. The gritty grime that covered the blade fell away in large crumbles and Rehanna flicked it all off to show a shiny glint now shown to all, “Now that is an elven blade, not the best I have seen BUT still very much elvin made. I would say a regular soldier’s blade handed down and lost or given to or stolen by humans thousands of years ago.”
The teen drow stood up, dusting herself and hands off, then gave the blade back to the owner, “I would give you about say two hundred thou for that blade, just to make sure its back in elvin hands…the hands it should be in.”
“I bet I could get more at auction?” the man gave back.
“You might? But my offer is firm, now and only valid till we leave Vegas in two days.” Rohanna said.
“Do you have that amount in ready cash?” Mick the pawn shop owner had to ask.
“I got paid for my…” Rehanna glared her way and Rohanna corrected herself “our parts in the movie already, We will be due our back end percentage and then add we have no real bills day to day.”
“Okay I will consider the offers, but what about these?” the blade’s owner asked, holding up the pair of damaged blades.
“We could try to fix them for five thou each and there is a risk it will not work. But if it does work you have two blades you can sell as high end recreations.” Rehanna shrugged.
“Yep and after we are done fixing them, you can even kind of claim “elvin made” Rohanna gave with finger quotes at the end.
Mick looked over the blades again and had to wonder aloud, “Why is the real blade’s handle so ordinary and the blade not covered in runes or engraved?”
“The original handle must have fallen off with age and use, Then…why engrave a sword made for a private in an army of tens of thousands of foot soldiers. Doing so would be like gold leafing an “M” one rifle during world war two.” Rehanna reasoned back, taking one of the bent blades from the owner and looking it over, figuring out how to fix it. “If we try to fix this, we make zero promise it will work and we might make it worse.”
“We could buy those off ya for a few thousand and we melt them down for our own personal uses.” Rohanna offered. Knowing that it's easier to purify Mithril once you have some to MAKE pure, versus making it from scratch!
“I’ll think it over, but I think your offer for the real blade is a bit low?” He said fishing for more money since the other good looking blades were a bust or shown as fakes now.
“Hey I am always looking for a bargain!” Rohanna laughed back.
Mick jumped in next, “I’ll bid up to three hundred thou for all three,”
“What do you two think?” the owner asked the pair of teens.
“Us?…we have no idea what silly humans will pay for a blade. You all put insane values on things we feel are common to us Fae.” Rohanna smiled back as she started to walk off, “You all cut your deals, sell your wares. We are off to find our friends and have fun!” she gave lastly before walking out the door of the pawn shop.
Once outside, Rohanna shooed the guide the movie provided away, put on her illusion of the blond cheerleader and looked to Jineen, “ready to get going we are porting.” and Jineen nodded back in agreement just before all three vanished in a port.
Outside ‘Camelot’ the castle themed Casio
Jineen checked her bunny phone to show where the pack of teens were at in the HUGE theme park in the rear most section of the casino’s vast tract of land. Putting all the kiddy rides and fun in the REAR. Made the parents walk through the maze of a casino to even find the theme park’s entry and thus maybe drop a few “C” notes off along the way gambling!
“Of course” she huffed, sounding tired.”They are all the way in the back!”
“Why walk when we can POOF!” Rehanna laughed and tapped Jineen’s hand as she ported the both of them back there to the park’s entrance. The twins had taken time out to memorize all the key hotspots the group might hit up while here in Lost Wages and so Rehanna didn't need to look the spot up before she ported away.
Rohanna shook her head to the act, “Jineen likes to be told we are porting her first!” she mumbled before she ported away herself.
When Rohanna appeared Jineen was standing there giving her twin “dagger eyes”...”How many times have I told you to warn a lady before doing that…You forgot I am a bit magical too and that kind of messes with me a bit?”
“Whoops?” Rehanna fake smiled.
Rohanna shook her head as she pulled out the passes the casino had given them all and handed them over to the woman manning the ticket booth. When she was done, she handed the still mad Jineen her ticket, “Here ya go and you could shove my twin into the huge lake inside the park for fun?” she suggested and walked into the turnstile line to enter the park.
The girl who took Rohanna’s ticket handed her back a plastic band for unlimited rides in the park and a “meal” pass for them to eat for free on…the best part! Once inside Ro studied the map board and tapped out a message to the group of fellow Fae already inside the park…”Where in the fuck of this place are you all?” she sent
Rohanna’s phone beeped a message back, “We are near the dragon coaster, at the wizard cafe getting our fourth snack of sweet N sour chips and cheese!” The message had five happy faces eating!
A few seconds later she showed Rehanna and Jineen the message, “I guess we go there and eat?”
Jineen pointed out the monorail that went into the rear of the park and had a stop very nearby where the rest of the kids said they were at, “But lets port?” Rehanna asked.
“No, let's see this place and have fun?” Jineen suggested in her motherly way. She won out on the spot so the three of them hopped on the train and rode it around the huge theme park. The twins saw what Jineen meant and enjoyed the trip by watching all the people having fun! The best part of the trip was a dark tunnel that was all set up to recreate a huge underground caverns like Carlsbad Caverns had and a mine where it showed medieval mining going on, then the last part a huge weapons forge powered by a captured dragon and its fiery breath.
“Hummm dragon fire forged weapons? Might have to try that one as Lily back at school grows up…might be fun to try that with her dragon breath in a few decades!” Rehanna suggested to Rohanna’s quick nodding in agreement.
We rounded a corner after being dropped off by the train and found Fey smiling as she shoved chips covered in melted cheese into her mouth at a surprising rate…”WOW you really WOOF food down when the rest of the school is nowhere in sight girl”
“No I don’t” she barked back and the air crackled with magic.
“Calm down Fey before you mess up and fry something?” I reasoned back and then played with her “Hey Gewn, how many of those has she had?”
“Four and that is one more than me AND I was hungry!” the green haired elf of the best acid trip hallucination spells laughed.
Fey stood there filling the air with sparks only us Fae or magic users could see, “Well I best try some of these chips that sang a siren's song so sweet they made Fey give up on her diet?”
That is when she saw the jest and caved in laughing, “Damn Drow always testing me!”
“And you failed…got to keep that anger and rage in check girl or it will eat you just like it did her,” and Fey knew I was speaking about Aunghadhail, the now gone spirit or ghost that inhabited her body only last year.
Fey looked at me with a sad face, she knew what I meant and that I only meant good for her and the harsh words, plus the memory of a lost Aung still hurt. But she still needed to learn that lesson the old Aung had never learned how not to become a queen bitch that hurt thousands and this was one of those more harsh lessons.
“I’ll buy the first one for ya!” Fey finally beamed to us twins and walked us over to start the order at the nearby window.
“Says the girl that knows for damn sure that we all eat for free today…big spender!” Rohanna laughed following the red head teen.
A short time later, us twins were tossing our fifth serving of the ‘sweet and sour chips and cheese into a trash can, “Man I am sure happy we got the recipe for that and vendors list for the food goods to buy off one of the cook staff and sent it over to Whateley for the cafeteria! The whole school is going to love that stuff!”
We all came around the next corner and found a new display from the huge wax museum in downtown Lost Wages was there “visiting” and was showing off a small copy of their latest show…a display of my movie ‘Lord of Thrones’!
The display was of Westly Seagal in his hero garb with sword out and defending the main heroine Lynda Coter and her larger than life…boobs from all comers or gropers. God that corset she was made to wear, it made a damn shelf out of her boobs and she was very proud of the pair, so much so she insured them for a million…EACH!
The crowd looking over the two statues was huge and seemed to slow as each rollercoaster train for the “dragon's back” ride dumped off a new load of guests right into the store showing the exhibit and the toys from the movie. In turn most of them would pose with the statues for selfies or in packs with their family.
We all looked the exhibit over and Fey noted a picture on the wall, “Hey!” she pointed at the main picture covering the wall, “you all are in it too!”
“Thank god we are in disguise, with this stuff here would get mobbed us elves by the kids!” I pointed out that all of us were hidden, by either our own long hair covering our trademark ears or illusion charms for us three Drow.
Sammi being from LA had spent lots of her time around the Hollywood or hollyWIERD area, the headquarters for movies and an evil idea formed in her brain, “Hey you two?” she said tapping Rehanna’s shoulder, “Don’t you have a set of that armor you wore in the movie in your personal storage in the either?”
“Yaaaa?” Rehanna said slowly knowing this or admitting that she had the armor was a bad idea…that feeling was hanging in the air right now like a curse ready to pop!
“Don’t you see it?” she asked with a wide grin…an EVIL grin.
“See what?” Rohanna chimed in puzzled too!
“You get out those sets of armor, wear them and then stand there like a statue in a pose fighting Westly till the fans show up annnnnd then…BOOM surprise them!”
Jineen shook her head to that on the spot, “More like HEART ATTACK them…Drows are not exactly teddy bears to humans. It's like genetics that they should fear them!” she warned.
“Nawww we get the staffer over there in on this and have them hold up the next batch a bit till the twins get all staged. Then when one of the fans steps in for a selfie they jump scare them!” Fey laughed knowing this would be good!
“I don’t know guys, I really rather have enjoyed this trip with just us all.” Rohanna gave and seemed to be genuinely “hemming and hawing” over this idea….she didn't like it
“Me too, I’d rather not be mobbed the rest of the time we spend in this park by a pack of humans and us Fae just have some fun while we still can. Fame and or the spotlight we’ll have aimed right on us very soon might or will take this kind of fun away.” Rehanna sighed…and having the twins agree on something was a rare event.
“Hey all they are right, times for having fun like this with fans of the movie will come with the twins being scheduled for TV shows and a few SyFy and comic book conventions. They will have fun with you all there?” Jineen smiled and pointed out the next ride, "Let's grab a train off the coaster and fill it with just us?” she suggested something fun for them all to do instead.
Jineen led the pack of nine teens into the line for ‘Vanquish the Dragon’ roller coaster that boasted a two hundred foot first drop into an underground tunnel, then followed up with two three-sixty loops and a final triple corkscrew!
The group boarded the coaster as a pack and took up most of the train. Fey and Gwen grabbed the first car and would look forward to having one crazy ride! The twins piled into a center car with Kevin and Tony sitting beside them. Kevin wanted that ‘boyfriend’ time with Rehanna!
Fey screamed when the train left the station, “I am gonna die!” and Gwen just laughed at her terror. Gwen was one of the kids that “free ran” or did parkour off of tall buildings for fun! Her idea of fun was tumbling off a building twenty feet and skittering off into the night over the rooftops!
The first drop was eye watering with speed and the dark tunnel at the end scared most of the riders, most of the Fae could see the pit beyond the darkness and were not as frightened as the humans on the ride.
Missy loved the ride as she sat next to Whisper. She loved the adrenaline feeling and found even though her heart should be beating like a machine gun, it was not and she rather loved the calm feeling she had during the ride…she was hooked on excitement!
The teens all laughed as the train came back into the station, Fey’s hair was a red mess, Gwen was laughing like a maniac at the sight. Missy wanted to ride again, she loved that rush she just got. Whisper wanted to hack the systems to make the darn thing go faster and ride again!
Kevin was trying to help Rehanna out of the car when they started to exit, he extended a hand to help her out of the car and got slapped away “I am not sick or a child or so old I can not walk…MALE!” she spat at him. He had forgotten one thing…never show weakness as a Drow and Rehanna felt a bit insulted at being coddled. Manners are one thing, but Drow females really don’t see it that way in a case like this and holding a door is one thing. But holding a hand out like he was doing was an insult…he had much to learn about his own kind!
Jineen did not really want to ride that coaster again and asked the group out of breath, “How about something a bit slower…like the haunted forest boat ride?”
Rohanna shrugged back, “Fine by me…gives us a chance to grab one more huge snack and eat while riding!”
Most of the rest of the day of fun went like this, the teens gathering for rides, eating till they were stuffed and repeating till the sunset and it was time to head back to the hotel. Poor Bill and Jineen were spent, regular humans could never keep up with mutantant and Fae teens…then add sweets for that extra boost!
Two nights later
Kevin was wandering outside of Poe, looking for Kyley because he kind of needed her help and advice on things Drow. He knew if she was not in her room and not in Lille the schools dragon, the two of them had taken up the late evenings to play ‘wizard's chess’ a game where you had to cast complex spells to make a piece move on the board and then add the extra compilation that the rules magically changed every few moves!
He knew they loved a spot not far from Poe cottage just past the hot tub cave on the edge of the picnic area where a concrete chess table and two benches sat and sure enough he spotted them sitting there playing. To a human it was just two girls playing chess, but to his Fae eyes a magical light-aura or glow lit up the area and waves of magic pooled off the chess board dripping back into the earth with each play they made.
Kevin sat down on the bench next to Kyley, “I kind of need your help and a bit of guidance,” he said, cradling his left arm and winching a bit in pain.
“So what do you need?” she said back, making a small fire spell to empower the next mover of her pawn on the board.
Lillie studied the board as her clear move vanished as the rules changed for the game, now all the rooks could move like queens and taking both rooks ended the game and she smiled as a spell for making sand enabled her new empowered rook to move, “There…” she smiled again in triumph, “If the rules don’t change again I’ll have you in six moves!”
“Hummm” Kyley said while studying the board.
“Can you help me?” he had to ask again and she sat silently studying the board.
“Did you hear me Ky?” Kevin had to ask the girl.
“Ohhh I did…now I am thinking about my next move and waiting for you to say something I can help with?” she said resting her chin on her left arm and fist, just then a timer magically popped into existence over the board and counted down that only five minutes remained for her to move. “Great, now we have a timer?” she sighed as the rules changed yet again!
“Well I was kind of hanging out with Rehanna in their room and..” he started and Lilie interrupted him mid sentence, “Alone?” she asked with a knowing wink.
“Yes alone.”
“Neat, Drow boy is standing up to home plate and might get on base?” she joked back in her German accent.
“Well…I…her…we…SHIT she broke my arm, then I got mad and shouted at her and I asked why. Then she tossed me out of the room…like TOSSSSSED me across the hallway and our hallways are not that narrow inside Poe!”
Lille just laughed at the thought of the teen flying several feet and Kyley giggled as she cast an invisibility spell to finally move one of her pawns to capture a rook, But the rules changed again and now all pawns moved like queens. The rest of the rules jumped back to normal chess.
“Our Male Drow has no idea how his own kind even interacts, does he?” Lille said, pondering her next move.
“No he does not, but he was a human last year and only became a Drow a few months back.” Kyley said as she finally felt the boy’s badly broken arm and started using a spell and her powers to repair the break.
Kevin pulled his arm back, “Is this going to cost me something in trade?” he had to ask knowing that the goddess or godling that she was rarely did things for free!
“This child” she almost scolded him, “…please, now if you lost the whole arm you might owe me a pizza! This is for free.” she smiled once again taking the arm in hand and starting to repair the damage.
“Why did she break my arm? He asked both and Lillie made her move capturing a knight.
Lille laughed at the boy, “You don’t know really?...you REALLY don’t know?” she laughed, making fun of his pain and lack of knowledge.
“Like I said before, he was human only a few months ago and you yourself were not a Dragon last year. I am the only one sitting at this table that is now as what they were born.” Kyley said in Kevin’s defense.
“Touché touché! All true, but should I tell him or you?” she smiled like a cat that had a mouse trapped.
“You do it, I have this chess move to look over and his arm to heal.” Ky said, tossing a healing spell on the arm and looking over the board to make a move, she tossed a water spell to move her queen in striking distance over Lille’s king.
“Well Kevin, you have to know your kind…Drow are not exactly cute and cuddly when they…you know. They do not like weakness, they can not stand it and that rule of life especially applies to females, they DO NOT like or look for WEAK mates.”
“I kind of heard of that being the deal with us Drow, but she broke my damn arm!”
Kyley laughed, a big almost belly laugh, “That means she likes ya Kevin, she REALLY likes ya!”
“What the fuck!?” He questioned the thought of busting an arm means ‘I love you’ in Drow.
“If she did not like ya she would not even hurt you, she would treat you like a soft child, weak and not worth ever being treated like a true Drow…a REAL WARRIOR!” she smiled, finishing up on healing his arm.
“So what should I have done?” he had to ask, flexing and testing out his arm to see if it was all good.
Lille took over, “Well what you should have done, was sucked up the pain, not even a tiny whimper and let her take control from there. She might try to heal you as best she can and then you are heading towards first base my boy.” she patted his back like congratulating him, “Next the REAL fun begins as she kind of tests your limits for stress and or pain or both and sees if you are warrior material and thus worth even dating.”
“So if she stabs me in the guts and opens me up like a potato?”
“Ohhh you would be rounding third base and heading home with that kind of test on the first date…she would REALLY REALLY like ya! But I don’t think Rehanna will go that far?” Lillie said and moved her rook with an air spell that blew a small Tornado across the board to move her piece…then the rules changed again and the rook became a twin king.
“What should I do next?”
“Not complain about tonight and maybe show her that you are learning to fight a bit better in the Fae combat class they both teach?” Kyley suggested.
“I am trying, but it's all so hard.” he complained.
“Life is hard for humans, life for a Fae is even harder, then Drow life was the worst at times. You have to show them that you are ready for that hard life before they trust you with their lives, they have to trust and count on you to win…or.” Kyley warned, “I know this is rough, but so is being an adult of any sort and you will be just that in a few short years Kevin.”
“Can you help train me a bit?”
“Ohhh no, the ways I would train you and the skills I would show you. The twins will know instantly you are training with an outsider and get more than mad at you and me too! Now magic class I can help you with!” Kyley offered to Kevin and hoped to give him some help.
“I might do the magic, but one other thing is been bugging me.” he asked
“Well out with it!” Kyley smiled as she moves her new King and took Lillie’s king in the sudden attack, “Six moves you said?” she quipped to the dragon girl.
“Scheiße!” Lillie cried out in anger (SHIT!)
“What I am asking is I see all the other elves or Fae have a power of some sort, some are based on one of the five elements like my sister is fire. Then Sanctuary is healing, and the twins can port real well. I so far, can’t seem to do anything!” he complained.
“Just give it time, you should not be in a rush…you are going to live thousands of years child.” Kyley said, trying to comfort the teen.
“I am not a child.” Kevin started and then realized who or what he was talking to again, “Sorry I forgot.”
“Just come on by now and then and we will teach you magic as best we can.” Lillie offered as she spun up an illusion spell to move her bishop to protect her queen.
The rules changed again just before Kyley’s move, her pawn changed into a queen and was just two squares away from Lillie’s queen. Kyley smiled as she made the winning move, “Well I win, the rules change made it far too easy, but good game!”
“I’ll be going, cya both later in class.” Kevin said standing up.
“Just take it day by day and if Rehanna breaks your leg? Consider it a good thing and she really loves ya! And if you need to talk to someone, my room is the place to come…the door is always open, just knock first," Kyley said as the teen walked off into the darkness.
“That Drow is going to really feel some real deep pain soon, I can tell even without empathy like you got Ky that Rehanna loves that boy and loves him hard. She has been keeping it all in check for weeks!” Lillie laughed out loud.
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Shadowsblade here.
This story in a joint venture with a group of fan fic authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Tormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.
Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
They say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hard
way.
The Way of the Dragon a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Born for eternity but vulnerable like a child, dragons shouldn't leave
their nest.
Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Watch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you ever
asked for.
This one is coming soon, bug him for it! lol
Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Struggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.
Vantier a Whateley Tale :Written by Shadowsblade
Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to
find her place in it.
You might ask yourself what is the Whateley Universe? To make it short,
here is a abstract straight out off the wiki.
Whateley is a Prep School for different teens. VERY different ones. Where else could a kid go to a school that has a resident demon living in the furnace? Or meet magic users, mutants of every imaginable kind, get trained in how to handle some rather odd abilities, and worry about
flunking Freshman English? Come visit Whateley Academy, nestled in the
lovely hills of New Hampshire. Just down the road from a town named
Dunwich... (Mythos jokes purely intentional).
This is the Whateley Academy Universe, a shared universe with over a dozen authors and more than a hundred stories (and counting). The stories range in size from vignettes to novels. It's a Mutant High scenario with both a strong transgender theme and a slightly watered down Cthulhu Mythos theme.
It's also very much a work in progress.'
If you want further information you will find them on.
http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Whateley_Academy_Wiki
or
But I have to thank, Both Branek and Nuuan for their vast input and the ability they both have to 'bounce' off ideas and improve them!
To all my readers who have e-mailed me and given support--THANKS!
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Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.
This is the story of a man who finds a magic box, one that changes him into a Teenage Drow girl (a dark elf) and he has to deal with the very sudden change. Then handle all the memories of a Drow that was 'made' for a long lost war. This new part of him, has 40,000 years of memories of fighting that war. She has to deal with all that pent up PTSD, her enemy is here, but she loves her. Her old Queen is here and she wants to kill, that Queen ohh so bad!
So far in the story, Rohanna is being sent to a high school for mutants. While in school, she has to learn to keep that temper in check and her vast skills at killing others! She has been attacked in Boston while shopping, by her new lover by accident of fate and by an assassin that nearly kills her.
The last major hurdle in her short new life, is that a science project gone mad! Has made an exact clone of her and linked it mentally to her every thought, it reacts like an extension of her body now.
Life moves on and she makes a movie to get Fae kind more "Out there" and joins the NYPD as a teen cop!
Kevin sighed as he laid in his bed, his roommate Bobby Joe was across the room from him. Bobby was totally out having spent a day plus building up a new bike engine for the twins and of course it was one of two he would make. They did not put a deadline on the poor guy, he was just driven to get one project one hundred percent done before moving on to the next one.
He would normally be out with one of the twins training at night, but tonight was a bit of a break after Rehanna busted his arm a few days ago. She gave him the day off to reflect on it…aka she was still mad at him!
In the meantime, he was just waiting to be sure Bobby Joe was sound asleep and then he would get back up and leave the room the best way he knew to be silent…jump out the still open window!
Bobby’s breathing slipped into that REM state as his heart rate dropped and Kevin knew he was out for the night, normally it took a bomb to wake Bobby once he was out for the night! The teen Drow flipped his sheet off his body and then swung his legs over the bed’s edge to slide into his urban camo pants and black sneakers, he topped his outfit off with a black shirt. He was still trying to learn to creep around silently like the twins, but it all took practice and even they admitted it took a few years of daily use to obtain real silence and their movements be untraceable by humans.
He crept over to the room’s window, popped the screen free and stepped out onto the ledge, then closed the screen to keep the bugs out of his room. Then he checked the area around him for any other students, then jumped down the small roof covering the BBQ for the dorm in the building’s student recreation and gathering quad/patio and then ran past the many cameras keeping watch on the area for the security department. He knew the darn things were one hundred percent useless to video a Drow like him when they wanted to remain hidden, that was the gift all Fae had…hiding from the human’s tech right in plain sight.
Once outside the dorm, he ran off towards the Grove, next he crossed the school's jogging track that circled the whole school where he paused in a small clearing just before the Grove and quickly spun up a spell that created a shimmer right next to him. He stopped for the barest second before he stepped into the shimmer and was now standing in Los Angeles at the twins favorite donut shop.
“Great, I am really getting better at making my own teleporting spell shit!” he smiled walking into the doorway of the business where the owner greeted him, “So where are the girls?” the man questioned not seeing the twins along with Kevin.
“Ahhh they're back at school, I am here alone on this run and let's get a dozen of what they like best?” the teen boy asked the owner.
“Yes…” the shop owner said, starting to open a new box and began placing several fine donuts inside with a wax paper covered hand to keep the sticky treats unmarred. When he was finished he added two extra, “those are for you son. I know if I don’t add a few just for you…you will get none!” he laughed as he rang it all up on the till.
Kevin CRINGED at the price shown on the display and since he had never paid for donuts here, so he had no idea how much they really cost…the final charge and damage to his wallet was over sixty dollars! He was in shock…”Man they have expensive taste!” he thought silently!
With the box of sweets in his hands, Kevein walked back into the shop’s parking lot and put the box down a short wall at the parking lot’s edge to free his hands to spin up the porting spell again. He knew he had to practice more often as the twins rarely used hand gestures to create a spell, they only used a hand to aim a spell much like a gun sight. Then add Kyley would chew on him for using a “crutch” she called anything that was not pure magic…think it or think spell…equals create spell…then spell happens in her world. None of her kind needed any wild hand, arm or finger gestures to create or use magic.
Kevin spun his spell up, the air near him shimmered and his mind guided the spell to link to a new location at its new end. The new location was something he had been working on in secret, tracking the twins by this strange link or feeling he got from them…”must be a Drow thing”, he always thought about the strange feeling or connection.
He quickly grabbed the box of goodies off the short wall and made a small step, as he ported he saw where he was about to go. The ending place for his teleport spell was near ARC, in the hills miles from the school and he saw that the twins were not alone. Thus,he did not want to land right there at their feet so he guided the port over to a pack of trees and bushes a dozen yards away that was well hidden from sight of the twins when the spell faded behind him.
Kevin took some tree sap and wiped the box with a little bit to cover its scent of fresh donuts and tried hard to slow his heart plus breathing so the twins would not spot him. He watched on, hidden intently listening for each word the pair said or their guest. The one with the twins was listening intently to a dark haired woman he had never seen in his handful of times up at ARC. The other twin was busy keeping watch towards the huge ARC complex where most likely any threats might come from.
He strained a bit to listen in to what was being said and it made no sense to him. The woman, Keven could only see her back side, was ranting on wildly about her job and not being appreciated. Then she got even more angry about that she had to deal with her new boss and was not promoted. Then she handed one twin a folder and said sternly, “Deal with this like the last one, but not so messy this time DAMN IT!...accident is the key word you two Acccc...EEE...DENT!” she sounded out slowly with intent and anger dripping on the words and slow intentional spelling of "accident".
Both twins said in stereo very flatly to the human woman, “Yes Mistress, your will be done and as ordered.” and they vanished from sight with a port.
Kevin shook his head to the idea, “What human orders the twins and they just do it? Zero back talk, no mouthing off, zero SASS! No way…that is VERY unlike them! They always talk shit to anyone ordering them!”
“What to do now?” he pondered silently for a few minutes, then came to an idea and spun up a new spell.
He popped up in front of Poe cottage, walked up to the door and rang the bell for one of the large cottage’s rooms. He had no passkey to enter the cottage this late at night, so he rang the only room he knew might hold answers…Nikki and Gwen’s room.
A sleepy Gwen’s voice came back on the speaker with a spifiled yawn, “What the fuck do you want at four AM!”
“Gwen I am sorry, but the twins…I got a real important question that only a real friend and Sidhe like you might know” he begged the camera and the small TV screen that showed a very haggard looking Gwen looking back at him.
“Okay come on in, but this better be good or else!” she threatened him with a fist at the camera and then she buzzed him in.
Kevin swung the door open and Mrs Horton’s door peaked open to him, “Here this late and the twins did not get you in?” she questioned the very late visit by the boy.
“I got some…Sidhe questions that Gewn and Nikki might know and I don’t want to ask the twins if you understand?” he smiled and tried to look embarrassed.
Horton nodded to the teen, “Okay I understand that, but try not to wake everyone on the floor?”
“Got it!” he whispered and started hopping up the steps four at a time.
Kevin took no time to arrive at Gwen and Nikki’s door and tapped lightly to enter, a still sleepy Gwen answered the door with a growl, “This had better be good REAL good or I am going to beat you senseless and Nikki will help me!” She let him in and closed the door softly to keep the noise down.
Nikki was still snuggled in her covers, but mostly awake, “Well what is it?” she barked at him without even taking her head off the pillow…he could tell that she was more than mad at him right now.
“I get it but you have to hear me out!” he begged, laying that box of donuts on the room's study table as he took one of the task chairs at Gwen’s desk and rolled it between them. He smiled, “I was going to give them these but you can have them instead.” he said opening the box a bit for them to see the sweet treats.
Gewn peaked inside the box and took one of the treats, then took a bite and her face just went ‘ohhh I am in heaven!’ to the others, “Ohhh I am eating these, but Nikki should not have them as she is starting to ‘GAIN’ an ass!” she jested and got a slipper tossed right at her as Nikki finally got up to grab one for herself.
Kevin signed out slowly, then he described what he had witnessed up by ARC just now and they asked back to him questions…many questions as the pair nibbled their way through the box of sweets.
“She ordered them like they HAD to do as asked?” Gwen asked, “Yes, they flatly obeyed like this was normal” Kevin said.
Gwen shook her head to the madness, “Not the twins I know, they would talk shit to any human really thinking they could order them!”
“So you have never seen the woman before?” Nikki asked next, “Nope, never seen her…ever, this time I only saw her back and heard her voice! I know I have heard that woman’s voice somewhere before, but I want to be sure it's the same person" he said quickly back and worried even more now.
“If you saw her again would you know her or know her by voice?” Gwen reasoned in.
“Yes I will not forget that voice anytime soon.”
“Hummm I will see about getting access to the ARC employee database and see if we can find her on that. BJUT…Can’t do it tonight, I don’t have access from here at school!” Nikki said.
Gwen bubbled up with an idea, “We both know a certain cat…a cyberkitty that can hack anything. She can get access for us tonight!”
Kevin nodded to Gwen, “Sounds like a plan, I don’t really know who that is? But can we go right now and see if she can do this for us?”
“I’ll take you over to see her, but I can’t guarantee she will be there or will do it?” Gwen said getting up, “Now go stand outside while I get something on!” she demanded and Kevin did so instantly.
While waiting in the hallway, a few other of the “Poe” kids came back from night classes and spotting a random Drow male in the hallway was a bit strange considering the twins always ported Kevin straight to their room and then add Kevin was standing by Nikki and Gwen’s door for a change…a strange change!
Gwen exited her room dressed in sweats and sighed slowly, “I hope this goes somewhere…no I really mean I hope this is nothing, because if some silly human has something on the twins to make them blindly obey her? I’ll kill her myself!"
“I would join ya in a second!" Kevin growled.
“You and just about every Fae on campus!” Gwen added and led him down the stairs and over to the Hawthorne cottage basement via its connected tunnel. She stopped at one of the very few rooms on this floor, one room was Sara’s and she was still missing. Another was being used by Eldrich, who for most nights spent her time at the range, or on patrol with the security department or lastly over at the magic annex making something crazy powerful with magic.
This door was the last one and had a cartoon anime cat painted on the door, then add the wall lining the hallway had a dozen cables for fiber optic internet linked into the room and the school beyond…far more than any main frame made for a huge company like Amazon would ever need in one place.
Kevin looked at the door, “I have been here before, so her name is cyberkitty too? No one ever told me that!”
“Yep this is cyberkitty that is her code name!” Then Gwen knocks once and taps a button on the room's intercom/doorbell, she waits for a few moments before the intercom comes alive and “You rang?” comes from it sounding like the Addams family butler ‘Lurch’.
“Paige we need some personal info and really can’t talk about it in the hallway girl!” Gwen spoke out and the door slid open to her, then she entered the room followed by Kevin.
“So what do you need?” a girl that Kevin had rarely seen on campus so far said from her spot curled up on a small love seat eating a bite off a snack cake.
“We need to look into something and this is ONLY between us in this room and Nikki for now.”
“What is that?” She smiled back silently intrigued by the idea of elves and a Drow asking for help.
“Something might be wrong with the twins, we need to look over the employee list from ARC and see who is mixed up in this.” Gwen said.
“Ohhhh Drow stuff and with the only male Drow on the planet involved and the twins…we doing the Thang?” she gave Kevin a knowing wink and got up from her seat.
“No!” an embarrassed Kevin squeaked out and if he could show red skin he would!
“Take it easy DrowY” Paige played with him and tossed two snack cakes for him to nibble on while she took a seat at her control station and laid down in the reclined chair as it hummed up from stand-by.
Paige’s eyes shut and the vast computer system in the room lit up with activity, a disembodied voice of hers sang from the room’s speakers as a cartoon cat version of her appeared in the small holo tank near her chair, “Well where do we start?”
Gwen spoke first, “Woman that works at ARC or for ARC, black hair regular body. Kevin the rest as you saw her?” she asked.
“Ahhh younger than thirty, under five foot eight, medium build, cute but not beautiful at all and dresses like an office person, one that was not upper managment…she did not look like money and ohhhhh she has a boss, a very new one she ranted about. So that alone says she is low level cubicle gerbil of some sort.”
“Looking…but even with just using the local ARC it's a few hundred employees and consultants that fit that description and that is if you only go with her hair color not being a bottle dye job!”
“Cross reference any department that hired or promoted a new head and then cross that info with anyone that has seen the twins even once…maybe add Fae or magic creatures research too?” Gwen reasoned out and added the new parameters to her ongoing search
Paige hummed over the speakers for a few seconds, then a picture came alive in the holo chamber where the cat Paige once stood, “This her?”
Kevin looked at the woman’s face in the display for not even a second before he shouted angrily, “Yes that is the bitch…WHO IS SHE and WHAT IS SHE DOING! This is the second time I have seen or heard her deal with the twins like this!” he demanded and his eyes glowed deep blood red
“Humm Ellena Blackwood again?” Pagie says suprised…”age 29, deary is about to expire in the human dating market this year,” Paige giggle at the the fact Ellena was hitting the BIG THREE ‘O’ this year “She works in the research department and does translations of books and other things that ARC finds. AND has a specialty in Fae languages and the languages of Sidhe, or elves!”
“Anything else?” Gwen asked, studying the vast list of info Paige was showing on her wall of screens.
“She knows some Fae history and loves the old Queen parts of that vast history like Aunghadhail and Nikki.”
“What were the cross overs with the twins and add in anyone else here at Whateley?”
“Well she had one and only one…one on one with them over going over some translations on books and that was it. STRANGE no notes or audio recordings in the system for that in person meeting and that is not normal for her or the department? Maybe the twins told her not to dig or get hurt?”
“Any others?"
“She made several normal requests for Fae books and tomes from Homestake and ARC and even the tribal vaults…the ones Kyley was working on. Half were denied on the spot by Kyley with an added note to block Ellena from further access to that section. ARC did so for the most part and put anything Kyley translated or touched so high up in clearance, that Ellena would have to climb VERY high in ARC to ever see any of them and still might not!”
“Let’s ask Kyley for more?” Kevin asked, thinking back the last time the pair talked about Blackwood might be messing with the twins.
“Ohhh you are going to ask a GOO a question? Got a few loose souls to make a trade with her for that info?” Gwen shook her head to the idea, “Besides, do you want her to know all about this plain human telling the twins what to do too?”
“We have to find out why they are even listening to this woman let alone obeying her!?” he begged.
“Well you will have to trade Kyley with something, as any GOO like her might not be evil per say. But they do have limits on human interactions without asking a price in return.”
“I am blank on what to offer?” Gwen said flatly.
“I could get daddy involved and have them meet? He might have something he feels is nothing to him personally and that she feels has great value to herself or her growing clan so to speak?”
“Would have to be an introduction, because if he knocked on her room’s door or her condo’s door? She would split him in half with that huge axe of hers, she does not like Gothmog’s family at all!” Gwen warned flatly.
“Daddy?” Kevin questioned just catching up to the conversation.
“Yes Godfather so to speak…via Sara. Ya see Sara and Paige are REAL close friends...REAL CLOSE and ya see Sara is a GOO, a real one hundred percent real GOO, but a good GOO and Gothmog is Sara’s real dad.” Gwen gave and got Kevin very basically all caught up for now.
“Let me dig a bit more before we start calling GOO’s…Gods and other monsters in on this?” Paige said and went back to digging up the ARC main frame, one act that she should not be doing!
Both Gwen and Kevin left Paige’s room and went back to Gwen’s room in Poe cottage. After walking her back to her room, Kevin left a sleepy Gwen for the rest of the night and ran back to the Grove to practice a bit before sun up. When he was practicing his moves and trying to sharpen his skills, he felt the Grove was a bit ‘off’, the spirits of the Grove seemed on edge tonight.
Days passed
Kevin flowed from class to class with the thoughts of what might be wrong with his girl in the back of his mind each day. They stayed in the depths of his thoughts, but came up every time he was near the twins. He did not see anything wrong with them but he felt something was wrong deep down…it was this little, no tiny nagging ‘hint’ at best of something amiss.
The worst part of this passing week for Kevin is those nightmares of being trapped or in prison invaded his dreams each night and seem to be growing worse each day of the ongoing week. Last night’s nightmare was a very bad one, he felt the lingering dread of that one even this afternoon…several hours later. He could not escape the feeling he had just killed a woman, an innocent one in his dream from last night.
It all weighed on him most of the day and at lunch he grabbed a spot on the lower level near the cafeteria's waterfall and pond. He loved this spot because it was a slice of what the Grove would offer and then add Kyley’s guest Tessa and her pet ‘dragon’ or wyvern Lily were kind of entertaining to watch while eating a meal...like a free show!
Lily was normally in Tessa’s room most of the day or when she was out, she would be very hard to spot with her being nearly invisible. At lunch the wyvern would meet Tessa here and eat a stack of fish by the edge of the many pools and splash around a lot for fun.
Kevin was taking his time eating, while studying his math class notes and enjoying Lily splashing around the pools under the waterfalls when Paige sat down next to him and placed a magic charm on the table. She activated it with a swipe of her finger and now anything said or shown within a ten foot bubble would be blurry or silent to outsiders.
He waited till she was done, then checked the room again for the twins, “Looks clear and let me guess this is about the twins?” he asked with a sigh of defeat.
“Yes, Blackwood's boss was found this morning dead from ‘natural causes’.” she air quoted the last two words with her fingers, “And it looks like Blackwood would get a promotion of some sort from this. The next part is we all wait to find out who gets the department seat and I bet all my allowance for this month that they end up dead via “natural” causes” too!”
“You think the twins?” he had to ask.
“Yes, after what you said to me and then add the same week a person in Ellena’s way to climb the top goes suddenly…very dead! And then add, the twins to quote a Bond villiain…"I am a professor of forensic medicine. Believe me, Mr. Bond, I could shoot you from Stuttgart and still create the proper effect."...when Bond said that shooting him from across a room would look like a murder versus a natural death or a suicide!”
“Ohhh man we gotta be sure, very sure it was them and then add I have no idea who or how to talk to anyone about this without them going to jail,” Kevin said kind of wide-eyed knowing that the twins might be in real trouble now.
“I am going for us all hunting around the edges for more info first and see if others outside of our close group can help,” Paige thought.
“Who?”
“There is only one person that knows how Drow work, knows Blackwood and can affect her without getting hurt. The Twins can fight but…” Paige started and Kevin had to interrupt, “I hope you are not thinking of her.” he asked.
“Yes Kyley, she knows way more than she can ever tell us and can run along the edges and change or help the twins somehow…I know she can!” Paige felt something special for the twins, because they were with Sara before she pulled a disappearing act and Paige knew for a fact Sara would be demanding that she help them anyway she could!
The feeling of defeat was washing over Kevin, he had no idea how to help and was not sure of what to do or if he should even do anything for that matter. Helping might hurt more than not helping in this case and without more information he could not make a sane choice.
“I am going to have daddy set up a meeting with Kyley on this and maybe if they chat all friendly like that might help somehow?” Paige said getting up and pocketing the small secrecy charm.
Paige left Crystal Hall and made a beeline for the nearest tunnel’s entrance and almost ran back towards her cottage at Hawthorne. Many of the students saw her coming down the main tunnel and made room for her, most kids knew Paige did not run unless something was up and moved out of her way least be on her list…Paige was known school wide for holding a grudge!
She entered Hawthorne’s basement and right down one of the hallways to where Sara’s room “should” be, the door appeared to her (note Sara’s room jumped as it ‘felt’ between the basement of Poe or Hawthorn at will) she found the door opened to her and walked inside to face the far wall, “Gothmog, dad…I need or someone we care for might need help”
The wall lost its solid form as it wavered into a dimensional gate and a well dressed man stepped through it to give Paige a hug, “What is the matter my little kitten?” he asked.
Paige went on for nearly an hour updating Gothmog on what might be happening with the Drow twins, he listened intently and was intrigued by the matter. He nodded his agreement to Paige’s idea that he and Kyley have a talk over the matter and maybe find common ground to help the pair of Drow.
“Well I am going to send an invitation to have tea with Kyley tomorrow and meet her at the fixer quad in front of your coffee shop. I am sure she will show up and chat with me out of pure curiosity!”
“No selling souls for profit and nothing traded to send the school to a new dimension?" she laughed in jest.
“Souls in trade, I am not sure if Kyley even bargains in them? Then who knows…she might have some very rare ones she wants to let go cheap?” he laughed.
That afternoon
Kyley was busy with her dimensional gate class and making sure all the math the team had come up with “added up” and would not send the traveler into some strange dimension or bend them into a pretzel! Each part of transporting a person or large cargo had to be done in steps, as the longer the range or bigger the object…equaled more power and a higher chance of failure.
A student tapped a button at the room’s door to get a green light that the room was clear and that anyone could enter. This was a needed caution because some of the math Kyley and her class or team used was considered class ‘X’ and could harm a regular human’s mind and possibly body by just seeing it.
The student entered the class and most did not even notice them because of the messenger vest they wore. It was normal for a messenger to enter a class mid lesson to pass along a message from the Academy's staff or other needs.
Kyley was mid way through checking a long math equation when a student “ahhhhummed” next to her to get noticed and she barely glanced over to find a girl standing there staring at her, “Yes can I help you?” Kyley asked, not even taking her eyes off the white board while she worked.
“I have a message for ya!” She grinned and went to hand Kyley a small envelope and once she saw that Kyley was not really interested in taking the message, she placed it on the whiteboard tray.
“Thanks, I would have taken that…but once one is in the flow of math like this its best not to interrupt" she explained while the student ran off from the room to deliver even more messages.
Kyley finally hit a point where she could stop in the equation and picked up the message envelope. She gave the side of the envelope a slight slice with a sharp fingernail and opened it to read that it was a meeting request from Gothmog, Sara’s father. He wanted a neutral meeting with her tomorrow in Fixers quad in front of the coffee shop and he would pay for the beverages and snacks.
“I wonder what he could want?” she thought.
The next Morning before most of Kyley’s classes started for the day
Kyley was already in the ‘Fixer Quad’ where the ‘wheeler and dealer’ students that run the individual cottages would meet up and trade favors with or for other students…this was the most neutral ground on campus and no one fought here or would even think to ease drop or listen in less gain the ire of the whole school.
Her sitting here in Fixers quad was a very strange sight, she never drank coffee or tea, did not really eat anything except for ‘the taste’ or the experience at trying something new and never seemed to care about what was going on around her. Kyley was not one of the campus ‘players’ or ‘movers and shakers’ she kept herself to the side and let life revolve around her or the ones she cared for.
Kyley took note of a tall man in an impeccable white suit heading towards the quad, to her eyes he stuck out like a blow torch, but to the humans around him…none of them even noticed that he was even there walking among them. He was followed closely by two women and one very large man dressed in black. The women should have gained attention from every male on the campus and some of the females with their utter beauty…truly unearthly beauty! But no one even noted their passing through the crowds of teens.
The man spotted Kyley or she was very sure ‘felt’ her presence and waved a greeting to her as he strolled on in her direction, “I am glad you accepted my request for a meeting…and do you prefer Kyley, Barron or Vantier?” asked, taking a seat across from her at the table.
She nodded to him, “Kyley is fine,” she said and mentally connected with her love, Becky at the same time, “Listen in my love and guide me if need be.”
“Yes dear, I am in my office at ARC and have the whole system at my finger tips!” Kyley heard mentally back from Becky and was given a mental hug.
“So the reason for my little meeting is…there might be something going on with the Drow twins, the Leighs.” he said and waved a finger to one of the women that had followed him. She went to the coffee stand and tapped the data pad there. The barista read the order and must have noted who was ordering or a large tip was waiting and jumped to fill the order. As the barista girl filled the order, she skipped several other students already waiting in line and for their orders and they got a little mad…but one FIRM bark of anger from her and they shut up!
“I know the twins, they live in the same cottage as I do but what does this news have to do with me? They are not part of my extended family or under my protection.” Kyley wondered what he was on to or asking from her.
“Lets chat in something less easy for the humans to figure out because I am sure at least one of them is listening to us somehow?” Gothmog said slipping into an ancient language no human would ever understand, “Ohh and call me Tony for now.”
“Fine,” Kyley said in ancient language.
“But to get to the meat of our conversation,” he said as his three staff members placed a tray of very small coffee and tea samplers, with a large tray of cut up sweets.
“Lets,” Ky smiled, taking a small glass of tea and sipping it and then taking a few sweets to try out.
“I offer all this information for free, I wish to help them and you might be the key to the matter,” ‘Tony’ said and took a large coffee of his own as he laid out the rules that this was not a transaction or trade, just informative for both GOO…no souls for trade, no valuables to trade.
“I will try to help as best I can.”
“Well there seems to be a human, one that works for ARC…ordering the twins around like she owns them.”
“Really, a simple human ordering the twins…Strange and intriguing! But not the first time I had heard of this, last time it was not a positive and now it's confirmed?" Kyley said and finished off her tea, then took another tea cup off the warming tray.
“Yes, it seems to be the same person and strange indeed! That pair does not even like their true friends ordering them around. So some random human that has no connection to them that I can find…doing so is very strange!”
“Who is this human?” Kyley asked and was digging for the name to be sure it's the same one.
“Her name is ‘Ellena Blackwood’ and she seems to work in ARC’s translation department for ancient human languages and a specialist in the languages of the Fae.”
Kyley pondered the name for a second while Becky searched all of ARC’s database for a connection. Kyley already knew the connection by the name alone, this was the second time she had encountered that name and the twins in the same thought. That woman had requested several tomes that Kyley was working on, she wanted translations and access. Kyley shut her down on the spot because she was certainly looking for something that would get her into trouble…with either the twins or the Shide or Fae would end her life for even looking!
“Dear cross reference her requests with what I denied her and find out if those books left storage…do it now!” she ordered Becky mentally and Becky could feel that Kyley was upset. Whatever this woman had done might be dangerous!
“Is this bad?” Becky questioned as her searches in the system worked and she waited for them to get back.
“Bad…she might have taken or read books that are true class ‘X’ and twisted her mind and maybe those around her!”
“Found it,” Becky exclaimed mentally to Kyley “none of the books you banned from her left ARC or Homestake or the Whateley deep library and only you have access right now to the vaults for the Medawihla tribe. But her department head died last night of natural causes…so says the coroner's preliminary report.”
“I was just told by one of mine that Blackwood’s boss died only last night…looks natural for now.” Kyley said, taking a few more sweets off the tray to taste.
“Interesting, I heard that also…an ‘interested’ party observed that Blackwood handed the twins a file the other night, ranted about being denied a promotion and the next day her boss ended up dead…by natural causes?” Gothmog questioned the idea of this even being a coincidence, a death and what seemed to be a human ordering the twins around.
“There might be a chance that Blackwood found something to use as leverage on the twins?” Kyley asked, but already knew that a human girl Versus two pissed off Drow was always going to end up in a VERY dead human and two Drow not caring!
Gothmog shook his head at the idea, “You know as well as I do, those two would kill her on the spot and if she withheld or collected any information to use against them? They would get where and what that information was out of her by force or torture, or use one of their own contacts to peel her mind open like an onion and find out that way!”
“I am very sure they would, but what does this have to do with me?” Kyley had to ask, “they are not one of mine or bidden to me in any way, nor do I owe them a favor of any level. The twins just happen to live in my cottage”
“I thought you might have a clue on how or why they are listening and taking orders from a human?” Gothmog said while taking a last sip of his cappuccino to finish it off.
“I don’t but I will send you a message if I hear or see anything that might help…for free of course. But Blackwood’s name has crossed my path more than once and connected to the twins,” Kyley let it be known and smiled as she stood up to start leaving, “I have places to be, goodday.”
“Goodday” Gothmog said and nodded her way.
Kyley walked off the quad as she mentally spoke to Becky, “Love, call me a transport from ARC, I need to go check that the vaults for the Medawihla tribe are still secure and the books Blackwood requested are still there!”
An hour later
Kyley swings her legs out of the back seat of the armored SUV that ARC sent over, Becky steps out of the other side and smiles to her love, “Well that was a fun ride!”
“You know you did not need to come with me?” Kyley smiled back shouldering her magically protected and warded book bag where she kept all the class ‘X’ books she was translating at the time.
“Of course I had to come, besides the ride had to come from ARC and us getting time alone during the long ride was great!” she smiled back
The tall teen headed into the tribal’s main building and that is when Eloise the tribal chief spotted her, “Kyley, miss Barron. I did not know you were in today…going down to the vaults?” she asked while giving a toy back to one of the many young kids she was watching over in the tribe's kindergarten class.
“Hi, Eloise” Kyley said greeting the older woman and shaking her hand, “I am here to put a few books away, drop off my pack of notes for your eyes only and pick up a few tomes to traslate…and maybe check on a few things I was pondering on”
“Okay hunnn, but when you are done drop on by and take a pie off my hands. I just baked a few for the weekend party and you should try one of my cherry ones or one of my chocolate cheese cakes!” the older woman smiled.
“We sure will and I bet Becky will take one of the cheese cakes for herself!” I had to laugh at my girl’s addiction to chocolates!
“I will have them ready…so you will be how long?” she had to ask.
“I am sure at least an hour,” I said, opening the door to the stairs going into the basement.
“Can she go down there with you safely and is she?” the tribal leader asked.
“Becky is safe with me, she is part of me and thus protected and if you are asking about my oath to the tribe to protect your knowledge here. It binds her as well to keep your secrets.”
“Fine, see you soon and you might stay for dinner? We are having a big pot luck tonight!” She boasted for the tribe and genuinely seemed to want us to attend.
I felt a wave of “best agree with her, I am hungry!" come off Becky who was smiling my way, “We will certainly show up after I am done down there with my many chores in the vaults.”
We left Eloise to go back to watch over the kids and we went down to the basement and the dead end hallway that was decorated by tribal masks that were for sure over one hundred years old. The whole hallway was lined with them. I stopped at the end of the hallway and I flipped a hidden switch behind one, then entered the door it commanded to open.
Once inside, I closed the door and checked it to be sure it was locked. “Now stick to the paths with the edges of Mithril runes, don’t wander past those lines my love, unless I tell you to…death haunts these vaults.” I had to warn her again, I know she knew the rules. But it's best to remind humans now and then about the dangers of dealing with my kind and other ancients!
I dropped my empty book bag on the nearest warded study table, then took out the tomes I was done translating from my bag. I placed them inside a newer book case that I emptied on one of my first trips up here. I filled shelves by what category the book was and closed the door. On the shelf’s glass cover I added a written note of what the book’s subject was for later use, a more detailed synopsis was added via the number on the same card and all one had to do was look that ID number up on the library's system or my much longer file of paper notes.
My next and the most important part of my visit was comparing my mental list of all the books that Blackwood had requested and I had denied being loaned out to her. As I went over that list I found almost each one missing and in its place was another book that had very similar covers and colors, so that at a distance it would not look out of place. But when opened, it was very clear to my instant and perfect recall, that book was not put on the shelf by my hands!
“Becky, can you check off the missing books off that list of books that Blackwood requested?" I asked and sent Becky a mental list of the missing tomes. It did not look good, the list was far longer than I liked and some of the missing tomes certainly had traps bound right into the very book’s pages or hidden amongst the text!
“This is bad, I might have to bring it up at a meeting?” I questioned Becky mentally and asked her opinion on the matter.
“I would say yes and no at the same time. Anyone that stole them brought any mess they create upon themselves.”
I could tell Becky was drifting more and more to one of my kind with each passing day, she did not think of herself as even human, it seemed and more like ‘US vs THEM’ now and us staying neutral for the most part.
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Shadowsblade here.
This story in a joint venture with a group of fan fic authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Tormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.
Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
They say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hard
way.
The Way of the Dragon a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Born for eternity but vulnerable like a child, dragons shouldn't leave
their nest.
Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Watch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you ever
asked for.
This one is coming soon, bug him for it! lol
Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Struggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.
Vantier a Whateley Tale :Written by Shadowsblade
Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to
find her place in it.
You might ask yourself what is the Whateley Universe? To make it short,
here is a abstract straight out off the wiki.
Whateley is a Prep School for different teens. VERY different ones. Where else could a kid go to a school that has a resident demon living in the furnace? Or meet magic users, mutants of every imaginable kind, get trained in how to handle some rather odd abilities, and worry about
flunking Freshman English? Come visit Whateley Academy, nestled in the
lovely hills of New Hampshire. Just down the road from a town named
Dunwich... (Mythos jokes purely intentional).
This is the Whateley Academy Universe, a shared universe with over a dozen authors and more than a hundred stories (and counting). The stories range in size from vignettes to novels. It's a Mutant High scenario with both a strong transgender theme and a slightly watered down Cthulhu Mythos theme.
It's also very much a work in progress.'
If you want further information you will find them on.
http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Whateley_Academy_Wiki
or
But I have to thank, Both Branek and Nuuan for their vast input and the ability they both have to 'bounce' off ideas and improve them!
To all my readers who have e-mailed me and given support--THANKS!
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Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.
This is the story of a man who finds a magic box, one that changes him into a Teenage Drow girl (a dark elf) and he has to deal with the very sudden change. Then handle all the memories of a Drow that was 'made' for a long lost war. This new part of him, has 40,000 years of memories of fighting that war. She has to deal with all that pent up PTSD, her enemy is here, but she loves her. Her old Queen is here and she wants to kill, that Queen ohh so bad!
So far in the story, Rohanna is being sent to a high school for mutants. While in school, she has to learn to keep that temper in check and her vast skills at killing others! She has been attacked in Boston while shopping, by her new lover by accident of fate and by an assassin that nearly kills her.
The last major hurdle in her short new life, is that a science project gone mad! Has made an exact clone of her and linked it mentally to her every thought, it reacts like an extension of her body now.
Life moves on and she makes a movie to get Fae kind more "Out there" and joins the NYPD as a teen cop!
Back at Whateley
Most of the academy was getting ready for the coming weekend, the twins were making sure all their homework was finished and turned in to each class for weekly grading by the instructors. They waited for all their teachers to give a reply that all their work was received before even moving on to the next steps they would do for getting ready for a fine weekend.
Rohanna cleaned up their room, while Rehanna was busy making sure the laundry for the pair was done for the week. The room’s computer beeped showing the last instructor had seen their work and thus they were in the clear to leave campus, "Alright we are all set!” Rehanna shouted to the room as she dumped the now clean clothes hamper on the bed to start putting them all away in the dresser or the closet.
Once the twins were finished up with chores, they leave the room and stop off at Mrs Horton’s room to be sure they have the go ahead to leave campus from her and the school in general. They both leap over the rail of the staircase and fall the two stories and land with ease. Everyone that can make that short cut leap, does it and so everyone knows to keep the spot in the center of the stair case clear for those that love to take the leap!
Rohanna taps the door frame of Mrs Horton’s room and the older house mother comes out as she always does with a plate or warm cookies in hand. The twins take one of the offered cookies and as Rehanna nibbles away at her’s Rohanna has to ask, “Are we good to go to New York for work this weekend or?”
“You two can go and please stay out of trouble?” she asks like usual.
“We try, but you know we are a TROUBLE magnet of world bending power!” I laugh as we both run off out the cottage main doors.
The twins make their way over to Kane hall, where the Gearheads kids hang out and where ‘Ridgerunner’ is putting the last touch on their bikes, “Awwwl don, they be reel fast now!” he says in his southern drawl.
“Same deal as last time, I make you more magic enhanced tools that should take FOREVER to break?”
“Yeeeup!” he nods back.
“Ohhh so easy!” Rehanna says thinking it's so easy to make a simple box end wrench to trade for her bikes being serviced by experts!
Rohanna with a flash of magic changes over to her racing leathers and Rehanna laughs to Bobby Joe AKA Ridgerunner and her boyfriend's roommate, “Hey tell Kevin we are working this weekend and we’ll see him late Monday!”
‘Ridgerunner’ tips his trademark racing team cap to the two ladies as they fire their bikes up, “Ayy surely will ladies!” he smiles as they ride off.
As Friday ends and dusk starts to fall, the pair ride off down off the hill the academy resides on and up the valley towards the main highway and NYC beyond. They pick up speed on the highway and settle into a good grove with a bit of music playing over their built in helmet stereo systems.
The Twins start rounding a corner, when their heads up display flash a simple warning “COPS AHEAD-RADAR!” and they both slow down a bit to more legal speeds. Them slowing down in speed this time was not much as one might think, as they were not FLYING down the road at a one hundred plus like they do sometimes.
Both of them are cruising along at about two or so MPH over the limit and then partially below, then back up to speed when the state patrol rolls up behind them and the car’s lights come on, they pull over as best they can safely and shut off the bikes to wait for the cop to come up to them.
One cop covers them all from the car by keeping one hand on his holstered gun, as one walks up to the pair, “Drivers license, insurance and regestration.” he asks flatly and both twins pull the documents from a pocket on the legs of their racing leathers and hands it all over to the officer.
He looks all the paperwork over for a second and scans the licenses with his wrist computer, “So where are you headed too?”
Rohanna just says, “East.” and that is all she even says.
“And you?” he asks the other twin, “East”...and Rohanna can feel that her twin wants to gut the guy, she does not like this challenging tone he has in his voice and then adds his body language is far too threatening for a simple pull over for speeding!
“So you are not going to tell me where you are going?” he demands again.
“Nope, BY law we don’t have to and you know it, so give us a ticket or let us go…we are not voluntarily talking to or with ya.” Rohanna said VERY flatly and with zero emotion.
He looked over to Rehanna, “Vith Dos…” is all she said (fuck you in drow)
He waited for some time to prove he was in control, then handed them all their documents, “Go and stay under the limit!”
The twins put their stuff away and pull away back into traffic, the cop did not even do the courtesy of blocking traffic for a second for a pair of bikes to be safe. Rohanna was a bit upset with that one because in her past human life, she rode bikes since she was about seven years old! And a cop that cared about a bike rider’s life would have done that small task out of courtesy!
“That guy was an asshole, all recorded on my end!” a voice said over her helmet, the twins were always watched by a gearhead while on the road and “Hardhead” especially kept watch on them because they wore his helmets that were under testing and he was gathering info on live riders so he could sell the designs on the market!
A few miles down the road the heads up flashed once again, “COPS AHEAD-RADAR!” They were already going the speed limit, so it was not an issue in their minds and once they passed the state cruiser that sat in the center divider, it pulled off with a chirp of tires showing how aggressive the cop was about getting up to their speed and rolled up behind them.
“Ohhh fuck this shit!” Rohanna barked, “Hey whoever is on, please record this shit and get a drone over to us!”
A new voice cuts into Rohanna’s speakers, “Ahhh we always keep one over ya…you two are so much fun to track on your bikes…it's such a challenge for us all to keep up!” one of the ‘Spy kids’ said as they displayed their ‘logo’ on the heads-up to show who they were to the twins. “But I am now sending more drones over to ya and they will be there in about five or ten tops!”
“Hardhead? Is that you on here too?” Rehanna asked next, “Yes me!” came back with a laugh, “That happens to be my gear you are wearing!”
“Well Hardhead send a tape of all this shit up to ARC and their legal center, I don’t like being pulled over two times in one day!” she growled just as the cops lights came on and he chirped a siren at them.
“I fucking knew it, somebody is fucking with us today before work!” Rohanna said and anyone could tell she was more than mad!
Once again the twins pulled over just like last time and the cop got out, he paused for a second before he walked over to them chatting on his radio. Both twins' ears could make out “Yes I have them and yes captain I will make sure they understand who runs the state.”
Rohanna had to sigh, “The state fuckers did not like us retaliating on them for busting up our home and are trying to prove their dominace when ever we leave the school grounds!”
The state trooper walked to them slowly and asked just like last time, “Drivers License, registration and insurance." and the twins handed him the documents, this time he scanned nothing from the stack and just wrote tickets for speeding thirty over the limit, illegal lane changes and some crap about passing too close for both of them.
The trooper handed each one ‘the ticket book’ electronic pad in turn, “SIGN!” is all he said. They both did and Rehanna said to his back, “See ya in court!” as he walked back to his car.
“This is getting old REAL fast, these humans are testing us!” Rehanna spat furiously.
“Let's just make one stop for food and get to work, then we can have some fun on the job!” Rohanna said as the pair pulled away from the traffic stop and rolled back into traffic.
The pair once back on the road kept to the speed limit and under, plus stuck to the slow lane because they were both sure this shit was not over with the state police. But the exit for their favorite roadside dinner came up and they turned off the highway.
Rehanna noted far behind the pair yet one more state trooper car had pulled on to the highway as they passed by it, but this time the troopers tried to go “stealth” with lights off and kept far back to follow the teens in the shadows. It was silly to even try with twin pairs of Drow eyes, the best eyes Sidhe magic could make and then add the helmet that Hardhead had built could easily pierce that darkness, then add a heads-up tracking box from the overhead drone popped up in the display and followed the cop car for the pair as it kept creeping up on them.
“You sure we should eat here and not cross the state line to New York and leave these morons behind?” Rehanna asked her twin mentally as they paused to see if the cops would follow and they did.
“Let’s see if they choose dumb and we get paid for the stupid they create. Besides, Mandy who runs this place is cool with us and Ron the cook, he knows what we like the second we step into the place!” Rohanna said back. The pair had found the hidden eatery spot a few months back with one of the bike clubs from school and kept coming back each time they rode to NYC for work, they had become fast regualars…well when you order so much food and look like Drow you tend to stand out anywhere!
The girls pulled into the parking lot for the older styled dinner that looked like one from the fifties and stopped near by the doors. Rohanna had her helmet off and was just swinging a leg over the bike to stand up when a state trooper car rolled up behind them and lit up the darkness with all their lights.
Rohanna looked at the car as a trooper ran right up to her to body tackle her hard, which made the pair flip right over the bike and almost tipped the valuable machine to the ground. Rehanna was still seated on her bike as a BARKED order came from the patrol car, “FREEZE!” and she did, but her dark visor flipped up as her twin was HIT full body check by the other cop and her eyes flashed bright RED in anger from that act.
Those red eyes cause the rookie trooper still at the car covering his partner's assault on Rohanna to fire and her bullet struck Rehanna right in the head, the shot sparked off into the darkness as that impact caused her to flip off over the bike with a painful sounding “YIP!” That sounded like a dog getting kicked and she laid there where she fell to the ground very still…too still.
Back at Whateley a shocked Hardhead watched the whole attack on the twins unfold from the half dozen cameras mounted on each one of his helmets, then he tapped into the drone footage from the “SpyKids” drones they had flying over to see the act even better.
“Is she okay?” one of the ‘Spykids’ asked him over the network the kids talked on.
Hardhead looked over this helmet’s sensor feed and saw something that relieved him greatly, Rehanna’s hearts were still beating strongly and her breathing was as normal as he could tell, “I see from my feed she is still alive and breathing!” he told his fellow school mate.
The cop on top of Rohanna finished cuffing her as she shouted at him, “So you all decided to fuck with us both over some power trip and my twin is dead over it?....you are all headed to jail over this!” she yelled out and anyone that knew the twins…knew that was strange!?
“Fuck why did you shoot?” the older cop asked the young female cop while he quickly cuffed Rohanna and searched her.
“Her eyes glowed RED!” she shouted back to her partner, “So?” the older male cop asked…”You told me they were mutants and I thought those red eyes were her attacking me!” she answered back in outright panic.
“Hey HEY HEY…morons are you not going to check to see if she is alive or call an ambulance?” Rohanna shouted from the pavement as the dinner’s patrons and owners watched the crazy scene unfold.
One guy who was just walking into the dinner from his parked car saw the whole thing unfold and shouted at the cops, “You all murdered her, you are so fucked!”
The dinner’s owner Mandy ran outside of her business and walked towards the fallen Rehanna but stopped to tap her phone, “Just so you cops know I just sent copies of the video from the dozens of High def cameras I have installed here at MY business to an off shore data storage center where you can’t get at them or erase them!” she warned and went to check on Rehanna.
Ron the cook was right behind his boss, he made his own call to ‘911’ and had an ambulance on the way and the local state police barracks was sending over a supervisor of their own right now and they would both be there in a few minutes.
“Don’t touch her!” The older cop warned, but had yet to call an ambulance for the person his partner had just shot, he did not even call his superiors and the crowd was growing more and more angry by the second at his inaction to help a shot teenager and called it out in loud shouts.
“Why should she not touch me, see if I am hurt or DEAD?” Rehanna barked as she surprisingly rolled over and sat up suddenly startling Mandy who was only steps away, “You don’t want a citizen to help me, so that my death might be easier to cover up and maybe plant a gun on me to make it look like this shooting was all my fault?”
“You are not hurt dear?” Mandy was the first to ask and the stunned cops could only draw their guns once again to try to kill her yet one more time?
“Ohhh I am fine, only because the guy that made my helmet is so fucking good at his job!” and she pulled off the helmet to show that the side had a huge dent in its surface and major damage to the paint job that looked like a stylized skull face.
One of the dinner’s crowd shouted their rage at the cops who had drawn their guns once again, “You're going to shoot her again and this time maybe really kill her…MURDER a teenager? You only failed the last time because she was wearing ARMOR!”
Back at Whateley, Hardhead sends his helmet telemetry tape along with the video footage the ‘spy kids’ took from their three drones over to Sam in the security department and once Sam found out what the tape was, she copied it over to ARC to see for themselves.
Sam was amazed by the footage and wondered how the twins kept from gutting the pair of cops. It must be a promise they made to someone holding them back from acting like…”Angery DROW!” she reasoned herself.
Just then three state trooper cars came speeding into the parking lot sirens wailing like mad and the first cop, a sergeant clearly by the stripes on his sleeve. Got out of his car to run over to stand between the growing angry crowd and the other cops. His partner went to check on Rehanna still laying on the ground next to her bike.
“Your stupid bitch cops shot her for no reason and we had the call the ambulace and all you fuck ups incharge to come out and fix this mess!” Mandy raged out at the new cop.
Up at ARC, a strike team was alerted by Sam’s message and their drop ship spun up its engines on the landing pads as a team ran up the small ramp and took seats along the side of the cargo bay. The last to board the small craft with the team of eight heavily armed men and women, was three people dressed in fine suits…and boy did those people in suits look confused by having to sit next to heavily armed combat troops dressed in armor!
Back at the dinner, Rehanna finally and slowly stands up with two guns still pointed right at her, she goes to lean up on her bike after placing the now ruined helmet on the bike’s gas tank and she stares down the two cops, “Well are you going to shoot me or stand there and look like morons?”
The older cop holstered his gun while the young one covered him walking up on Rehanna and Rehanna grinned his way, “Are you sure you want her to be aiming a gun near your back…I mean really she has already proved to be a twitchy jumpy scaredy cat and will shoot wildly at the drop of a hat?”
He pulled his cuffs off his belt and clicked them in warning, “On the ground arms out!”
“Nope, not till I see a medic THAT you did not call five minutes after I got shot. That guy over there, a citizen, had to do it for ya!” she insisted and pointed to a man standing in the crowd.
“Do as I order!” he barked once again in warning.
“Nope I have a right to medical treatment and besides I see you as a direct threat to my life and my twin sister…you cops both seem mentally unhinged and in need of some DEEP mental help. Call your supervisors over to talk to me!” she demanded as Rehanna spoke to the older cop like he was a little kid.
“Well the cuffs go on!” he demanded as the dropship from ARC started to hover overhead and then found a spot to land in far across the large parking lot.
“Ohhh look,” Rohanna said dripping in sarcasm “goody the ADULTS are finally here!” Rohanna then laughed like a manic over the roar of the machine and knew the cops were in trouble now.
The cop stopped in his tracks from making a try at cuffing Rehanna as the ramp to the drop ship lowered, then the troops came out looking like they were ready for a fight and a pair of them took aim right at the older cop, as yet another pair took aim at the younger cop. The three people in suits waited till the leader of the combat team gave them a nod to come out.
“Officers, we are legal counsel for the twins and this arrest and cuffing of our client is not going to happen,” A woman leading the legal team yelled over the engines of the dropship spinning down.
She stepped forward and questioned the now puzzled sergeant, who was mentally busy with still trying to catch up to the whole mess, "Please tell me why they shot my client in the head and tried to arrest them.” and handed him a business card.
Rehanna stood up and started to walk towards the dinner, “If you want me I’ll be inside eating and send the medics in there to look me over please”
Rohanna shrugged at her twin’s act, “Well you all clean up this mess while we eat!” and walked off and once inside the dinner she smiled at the owner and cook, “Hey Ron you bake an apple pie for us today?”
“Yep like always and I have those donuts already for ya too!” he sang out from the kitchen to us and we both are drooling thinking of them!
We take a booth and note that one of the state cops following us into the diner, Mandy comes over and checks on us after we grab a booth,”The usual dears?” she asks and we nod in unison.
Rehanna perks up as she drinks the tea that Mandy already set on the table for us, “Hey Mandy, get the flat foot cop a coffee and donut on us and tell him to fuck off!” she grins and walks off.
A few minutes later Mandy drops off a cup of coffee and a donut to the cop sitting at her counter, he is watching us intently, “They sent this over and have a message for you…fuck you!” and she leaves him with a giggle.
Outside the dinner in the parking lot
The team of lawyers go over the video and telemetry from the helmet, then the overhead drones the cops never spotted. The state trooper supervisor lets it be known these two troopers involved in shooting Rehanna are not from his barracks and they are several dozen MILES outside of their regular patrol zone.
It takes time, but it comes out the two cops here are from the barracks that served the warrant on my home at Bill and Jineen’s place. Those local troopers left our place very embarrassed and this seems to be them getting some sort of small vengeance at us twin Drow.
The lawyers from ARC finally come into the dinner, then sit down in our booth as we both eat to explain the whole mess to us and all I can say to them is “Sue them and use what we have on video so far off my helmet, their own body cams, the car cams and the drone footage. They came after us for no reason and made it personal. So we go after the state troopers in whole and each cop that was personally involved tonight!" Yes, I want a dozen lawsuits over this mess and the act of vengeance that they started.
We finish up eating our meal and start to leave. As we leave, I pay the bill adding a one hundred dollar bill as a tip. “Mandy make sure the lawyers pay for your videos, don’t give them away for free and charge a high fee…they have the money” she nods back to me in agreement and hands us the boxes of donuts we bring our shift at the NYPD. Rehanna makes them vanish into our storage while we finish our ride to work.
I put on my helmet, as did Rehanna. Hardhead comes on her system speakers instantly, “The helmet was built to take that bullet hit, so it's still safe for you to use. I will make a new one for ya free of charge!”
“Hardhead?” I say…”Yes?” his voice says back to me. “Make sure you bill the lawyers for your time on the video, to take the video, to send it to them and to coordinate the ‘Spy-Kids’ video and send it to them. Then bill them for the ‘Spy-Kids’ video too and your time to send it to them…make sure the total bill is over like ten thousand easy or you are cheating yourself out of money!”
As we exit the parking lot we both light off the tires in a smoke filled display of “fuck you” to all the cops present and speed off into the night at very high speeds, we have time that needs to be caught up on.
One cop shakes his head to our display and huffs out in anger even more when he hears us blast through gears so fast that everyone is very sure we are speeding away at over One hundred fifty by the fading scream of our bikes.
“Hey I have the ‘Spy-Kids’ drones out scouting for ya and it seems like every state trooper has left the highway from where you are all at, all the way to NYC…they are scared!” Hardhead told us via the heads up system inside our helmets.
“Good, we were not stopping even if they tried to pull us over!” Rehanna growled out fully displeased with what humans called the “defenders” of civilized society!
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Shadowsblade here.
This story in a joint venture with a group of fan fic authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Tormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.
Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
They say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hard
way.
The Way of the Dragon a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Born for eternity but vulnerable like a child, dragons shouldn't leave
their nest.
Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Watch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you ever
asked for.
This one is coming soon, bug him for it! lol
Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Struggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.
Vantier a Whateley Tale :Written by Shadowsblade
Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to
find her place in it.
You might ask yourself what is the Whateley Universe? To make it short,
here is a abstract straight out off the wiki.
Whateley is a Prep School for different teens. VERY different ones. Where else could a kid go to a school that has a resident demon living in the furnace? Or meet magic users, mutants of every imaginable kind, get trained in how to handle some rather odd abilities, and worry about
flunking Freshman English? Come visit Whateley Academy, nestled in the
lovely hills of New Hampshire. Just down the road from a town named
Dunwich... (Mythos jokes purely intentional).
This is the Whateley Academy Universe, a shared universe with over a dozen authors and more than a hundred stories (and counting). The stories range in size from vignettes to novels. It's a Mutant High scenario with both a strong transgender theme and a slightly watered down Cthulhu Mythos theme.
It's also very much a work in progress.'
If you want further information you will find them on.
http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Whateley_Academy_Wiki
or
But I have to thank, Both Branek and Nuuan for their vast input and the ability they both have to 'bounce' off ideas and improve them!
To all my readers who have e-mailed me and given support--THANKS!
Please feel free, to add a review to this story and others. As those kind words are 'cookies' that keeps that muse well fed on the 'sometimes' long breaks between stories!
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Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.
This is the story of a man who finds a magic box, one that changes him into a Teenage Drow girl (a dark elf) and he has to deal with the very sudden change. Then handle all the memories of a Drow that was 'made' for a long lost war. This new part of him, has 40,000 years of memories of fighting that war. She has to deal with all that pent up PTSD, her enemy is here, but she loves her. Her old Queen is here and she wants to kill, that Queen ohh so bad!
So far in the story, Rohanna is being sent to a high school for mutants. While in school, she has to learn to keep that temper in check and her vast skills at killing others! She has been attacked in Boston while shopping, by her new lover by accident of fate and by an assassin that nearly kills her.
The last major hurdle in her short new life, is that a science project gone mad! Has made an exact clone of her and linked it mentally to her every thought, it reacts like an extension of her body now.
Life moves on and she makes a movie to get Fae kind more "Out there" and joins the NYPD as a teen cop!
Miles later in NYC
We both find a spot to park our bikes in front of the station for our day on shift and today we are doing a later shift of almost noon all the way to midnight. As we get off our bikes, a few of the other cops smile and wave to us . After we enter the station, Rehanna drops off the huge box of donuts to the waiting cops on our shift and most of them thank us as we leave for the locker room to get suited up for the day.
The captain waves us into her office before we can even get to the locker room, “Girls have a seat?” she asks us and closes the door for privacy.
“Naww I am Fine,” Rehanna says while taking note if anyone is coming up behind us to pen us into the office because so far today we have had no less than three bad interactions with police, we might trust the ones we work with…but that does not mean others can show up and do the same thing here too.
“What’s up? I ask, as I take a seat at her desk.
“I just got off the phone with the chief and he was on a call with the Governor. They both chewed out the commander of the state troopers after your people up at ARC told them what happened on your way in.” she started
“Yaaa it was just peachy keeeeen fun and we have not been really told why that mess happened?" Rehanna growled a bit, interrupting the captain.
“I understand you are mad Rehanna, but…you are safe here and if ANY state trooper even gives you a ‘side-eye’ while you are in MY city, you call me and I am there to take scalps!” The captain said, more than mad at what had happened and supportive of us, “We protect our family here in the NYPD and you ARE family now!”
“Thanks Captain,” Rohanna gives with a smile, knowing the captain just spoke the truth and she is truly mad at what happened to us.
“It’s Mandy…you earned calling me Mandy inside my office unless I am chewing you out!” she laughs at the end waving for us to get on out and back to work.
“Yes Mandy, we appreciate the support…all the support.”
We kind of sat or stood there in silence for a second thinking about today, “Mandy we might want to stop by Camela Garibaldi’s place with Kelly today…we have to talk with her and it's best with Kelly along.”
“You radio that stop in and take all the time you all need, I will note it on your shift cards as approved.” she smiled to us, “Ohhh and Kelly gets a new rookie today and be easy on her, she is seven months into her year and is almost there.”
“We will not ease up on her, she is a rookie and she is teamed up with Kelly. Kelly should have the best you all have!” I said to her.
The captain laughed at me, “Just checking to see if you had gone all soft on me! You drill her like it's boot camp! I’d rather have her fail with you two in the unit, than her out there alone and not backing up her FTO in a bad situation.”
“Will do Cap, but we gotta get geared up and in for roll call.” Rohanna said as the pair left the office.
“Stay safe out there!” Mandy said to the only two cops she never really worried about, the twins could handle anything that the city could toss at them.
Roll Call
The twins enter the old roll call room while pausing to grab a donut on the way in, the shift knows what sweet treats the twins like and kind of leave them alone till after they are gone so they have their preferred choice. They take seats in the middle of the room right next to Kelly already there going over the notes left by the last shift.
“Hey Kelly, all's good?” Rohanna asks, flipping through the report notes and wanted/BOLO flyers from the last shift.
“I’m fine and girls we are breaking in a rook this week. So far all of last week she was great, but keep an eye on her.” Kelly said to the pair. We Drow might not have the time behind the badge in, but we had the training to be more than effective on the streets and saw life out there way differently than most humans do being mutants or Fae and then add teens.
The room goes quiet as the shift sergeant enters the room and starts to go over the package of notes and flyers for the patrols being sent out. Then he went over the last minute notes for us and lastly issues what units had who in them.
We stood up with Kelly from the desk and he waved to a young black woman sitting in the room’s front row reserved for rookies, then introduced her to us, “Jasmin, this is the twins Rohanna and Rehanna…and if you can tell the difference between the pair by shift's end I will buy dinner tomorrow!”
Jasmi was a young black woman under twenty five-ish, five foot seven and a bit over weight, not too fit. But she must have finished the academy or she would not be here. She had that air of “I am right!” hanging in the air all around her. Like a shield she found some place and it was misplaced in this job with her time in or on the job so far. The one thing the twins hated about her on the spot…her long decorated nails! Far too long for good police work and it was as if she was showing off or something with them?
“Easy…the badge number!” She laughed at us all.
“It's not so easy, we exchange badges throughout the shift with a rook in our shop!” Rehanna smiled and dropped the unit’s gear bag at her feet, “You got that rook?” she asked the now shocked woman looking down at the huge bag of gear.
“Hey I am the real cop here, you are only part timers!” she barked back, giving the bag a hard kick back Rehanna’s way.
“Not a full cop yet and I was told not to let up on you…carry the damn bag rook!” Rehanna said, spinning back on the woman to face her only a foot away. A face to face with a drow is a place no one should be in, or want to be in and Jasmin was unknowingly playing with fire.
“Well I…” she started, but Kelly stopped her with a bark, “Pick up the bag Jasmin or talk to the captain. The twins earned their street creds and you have yet to earn them in my eyes!”
Jasmin was about to say something, when she found the whole room and most of the station was looking RIGHT at her like she had gone full stark raving crazy, the outright threatening stares from all the cops made her mentally back down before her mouth wrote a check her job so far or her VERY limited rights as a Rookie could not cash.
So in defeat Jasmin picked up the gear bag and headed out to the shop/unit to load it up for the day, “Kelly we still okay to go see Camela?” Rohanna asks, watching the rookie walk away from them like a sad kicked puppy.
“We can go get that task done first, we don’t want to get on a call and try to see her past ten pm or something. I just hope she sees this information as a good thing?” Kelly sighed to the twin.
“I hope a good thing” Rehanna says and goes to the shop, then hops in the back seat with her twin.
Kelly takes the driver's spot from Jasmin, “We have a stop to make first before we hit the beat, it's best I drive us there and call us in for a personal stop…the captain already agreed to it” he says, pulling out onto the street and heading out across the large metropolis.
Almost an hour later Kelly pulls the shop up in front of the Garibaldi house where Leon used to live before he was murdered on the job one night. They are there to see Camela, his widow.
“Jasmin stay in the shop, we have to do this alone.” Kelly said and you could hear the sadness in his voice.
“Ya sure?” she asked.
“Family and friends only one this one…” is all Rehanna said back to her walking towards the house.
“Then add you really don’t want to see or hear the pain we are about to drop here…” Rohanna added in next to the rookie.
Kelly stood at the door and rang the bell, a surprised Camela answered the door, “Why the visit Kelly?” she asked then spotted us and kind of got a bit mad that we could tell, “Ohhh you!”
“Camela if you told us that jumping off the Brooklyn Bridge would bring Leon back to you safe and as he was…we would be already falling off that bridge right now.” Rehanna said, choking up on the words and she meant every word.
“Don’t ever say that!” Kelly barked at the twin. He was a very religious man deep down and even saying these things was not what he would stand for…killing yourself over someone else’s crime was just taboo!
“Can we come in Camela, we have something to show you and the porch in public is not the place for it” Rohanna says and begs at the same time.
“Come in, you know where the kitchen table is at.” She says holding the door open for all of us and we head for the home’s kitchen where most of the family’s personal business is done day to day.
We twins sit in the corner showing all we trust them, we NEVER sit in corners where we can’t attack or escape easily. Kelly takes his seat as Camela stands there staring at us, “So why are you all here?”
“Camela I was given this only a few weeks ago, we took all this time to give it to you because we were not so sure of what to do with it?” Rohanna says and gulps on the sad words as she slides a packet of papers towards her.
“What is it?” she asks not daring to touch the packet.
“It's something Leon left behind…part of him. Call it a gift, call it insurance, call it a plan in case of who knows? But he still left it and he had yet to tell you about it.” Rohanna said slowly.
“What…TELL ME WHAT!” she cries at us all.
“Camela dear girl,” Kelly starts softly like a father might, “Leon left part of himself behind at a sperm bank in case he got hurt or was killed so you all still could have kids if he was hurt and unable or died and you still wanted to have his children.”
Camela is so taken back by what she hears, that she slides down the side of the refrigerator she was leaning on and balls up on the floor sobbing like mad. Kelly goes to hug her like a father would. We twins only sit there in tears at the sight of such pain…we don’t know what to do.
It takes some time before Kelly gets Camela to one of the chairs, calms down and gives her a glass of Bourbon to help with the pain and shock. “There Cam…he was thinking of you when he did it and now you have a choice to make. Move on and maybe get married to a new love or create a family alone, BUT WITH US right here with you at every step!” she tells her.
“Yes Camela, we will help if you choose to have kids. We will make sure you never want anything for the kids. That silly movie that we worked over the summer paid us VERY well and there most likely will be three more made with us taking part in some of that!” Rohanna smiled as best she could.
“Look at it this way, the kid or kids will have the best, most protective aunts in the world! We can show them the world, teach them things that are rare for a human to know…history, the arts, languages and other subjects.” Rehanna said knowing she would never give up on those kids!
“Camela, don’t think about it right now, we wanted to be sure you knew and you deserved to know this” Kelly said gently and fatherly, his brother was right. The both of them went into the wrong careers in life, Kelly becoming a cop over the priest he should have been and his brother the priest should have been the cop in the family!
“You call us anytime day or night and we will pop right over. You know its no issue for us to port right here in second and we can even grab Kelly or Liz for the trip over” Rehanna says as best she can (Liz is Kelly's wife)
Outside, Jasmin was leaning on the side of the shop playing with her phone and not paying any attention to the street or hood around her. ZERO presence of mind to watch her own back. Kelly barked at her instantly, “Playing on the damn phone! I could have walked up behind you and blown your head off!”
“But?” Jasmin started and watched on as Kelly made a note in his FTO book (field training officer) for what he had just seen
“Done fucked up girl!” Rehanna sassed.
“Bite me bitch!” she barked back.
Rehanna looked at her instantly like Jasmin had lost all reason to live, “You said what to me?”
“You heard me, you Barbie bitch!” Jasmin said, getting very mad, “I don’t care if you are some kind of mutant or something?”
“You know I am going to let that slide because of you being young and very stupid today. I really don’t want to beat you up in front of Leo’s place.” said Rehanna hopping into her seat in the rear of the shop.
Jasmin climbed into the shop in the front passenger seat and Kelly just looked at her, “You just got off easy…Rehanna could have mopped the street with you and I would have not seen a darn thing”
“Hey I know it, all you white folks stick together!” she sassed over to Kelly.
“ANNNND there is the reason why she thinks she can get away with stuff on the job and in the world at large…the race card. Little girl…us twins are not even humans or mutants!” Rohanna told the woman.
“We know even more hate than you ever will see in your life, so shut it!” Rehanna warned her back even more.
“Jasmin…listen to her because if you see what they look like under that magical disguise. You WOULD!” Kelly warned her.
“Well since the cat or Drow is out of the bag!” Rehanna started and leaned forward as they came to a stop, “Look back at me Jasmin!” she said, turning her illusion charm off and gave a fang filled smile to the woman.
Jasmin took one look at the real Rehanna and was spooked INSTANTLY like most humans at the sight, “Holly SHIT!” she shrieked out in fright and she even opened the door to leap out of the shop into the middle of the street!
“I love doing that to humans!” Rehanna grinned ear to ear and her fangs showed again.
Kelly could not help laughing at the poor scared or mentally scarred woman, “Get back in here now.” he said and pointed at the seat beside him.
“Don’t want to,” Jasmin gave back timidly.
Rohanna got out of that side of the shop and opened the door for Jasimin, “Ahhh we got work to do, so get in or quit the job?” and Jasmin’s hand went to rest on her gun because she was that scared, “Now if you are dumb enough to shoot me? You will only get one shot, then WE will be all over you!” Rohanna warned.
“Jasmin, get into the shop or quit like she said. You are safe in here and as a cop. BUT shoot one of them and all bets are off!” Kelly warned and gave her his last inch of patience!
Jasmin took a few seconds to think it over and cautiously got back into her seat, where she sighed to the pair of Drow, “I get what you mean, you do have it rougher than I could ever have and I need to shut up with the barbie insults” Jasmin knew she had fucked up, one report to the NYPD HR office on the “Barbie bitches” comment and she would be fired faster than the paperwork got wrote up for her ‘to be fired’ by the NYPD.
Kelly saw that all seemed to be back to normal between the three and pulled back into traffic and headed back towards the city to go back on patrol. He took time to radio in, “Unit six Kelly back on the beat and in patrol area from personal time.” and he received an ‘all clear for now’ call back.
The afternoon was ending as Kelly rolled up behind a car and the shop’s on board computer scanned the plate…it came back stolen and beeped a warning to him. Jasmin was about to hit the siren and the lights when Kelly warned her “Read it manually and check twice. I DO NOT trust that darn box!” Kelly barked slamming a fist on the shop’s computer.
Jasmin reread the plate and Kelly nodded to what she read and sure enough Kelly was right the high tech gizmo was wrong, either the camera mis-seen it or the simple AI misread it, “See never trust high tech, we would have stopped the car, one goof and we shoot up a family for the darn AI seeing a “5” over an “S” and we all end up poor and in jail!”
Kelly kept on driving down the streets we were assigned to till a report of a woman with a gun came over the radio, “Woman possibly armed, red top, black pants, white shoes…white or latino” and in our beat area.
We rolled around for an hour and Kelly was about to give up when Rehanna shouted and pionted “There, a match to the woman on the broadcast…she’s three blocks down!”
Jasmin squinted at the street, “You can see that?”
“Ohhh they see that and more, let me tell you girl!” Kelly said, giving the shop some gas to speed up and get to her before she vanished again.
Kelly pulls up slowly to the suspect, then double parking in the street a few dozen yards off and a few cars down the street from the suspect woman and gets out of the shop with Rehanna right beside him on the sidewalk. Jasmin gets out of the street side of the shop with Rohanna following her along in the street side with the cars between them and the woman.
“Ma’am could you come here? We have to talk with you a second." he says calmly and friendly to the woman.
Kelly noted that the woman matched the distraction perfectly, right down to the shoes. When he spoke, she spun around and snapped off a wild string of shots Kelly’s way. Rehanna saw that Kelly was in danger, so she jumped between him and the shooter with her arm mounted magic shield already on to shield Kelly from the bullets.
Rehanna backed up with her shield arm up as cover as Kelly sped off to duck behind a car, luckily no shots hit him or Rehanna’s shield because the woman really did not take time to even aim…she just shot in ‘that’ direction!
On the street side of the shop or contact with the woman, Rohanna followed Jasmin and as the woman fired at Kelly Jasmin spun around firing one hundred percent blindly over her shoulder…she did not even look where she fired and ran away like a scared child would.
Jasmin only fired one shot because her LIMP wrist caused a perfectly good firearm to feed jam and she ran back to the shop to hide behind the door with a useless weapon in her hands. She hid behind the door in full panic and even tried to use her cell phone to call for back up via ‘911’ versus using the shop’s radio!
The next thing that Rohanna watched in utter shock, was Jasmin trying for over THIRTY LONG SECONDS to unjam her gun, she tried several times and while doing so aimed the weapon at Kelly across from her inside the shop, passersbys on the street and passing cars. She finally fixed the gun’s issue and dropped a bullet to the street’s black top, she bent down to pick it up and almost dropped her gun while doing it.
Kelly on the other side of the shop made a call for “shots fired” with a description of the woman again and the new directions she was running in. Both twins wanted to run after the armed woman, but leaving Kelly partnered up with a CLOWN COP was not something they wanted to risk after Leon died!
The radio sounds out that two other units are on her tail and are about to get her under arrest a block away. Kelly looks at Jasmin, “What was that?” he questioned the woman.
Rohanna shakes her head towards Kelly for a second and then asks Jasmin, “Hey can I see your weapon it looks like it might be broken and I am a gunsmith too!” and Jasmin hands over her weapon, Rohanna pulls the magazine out and checks it top to bottom, then racks the slide with no magazine and then finds a safe spot to check the weapon with bullets in the magazine…it loads five rounds one after another without an issue !
Rohanna shakes her head to the whole mess and clears the weapon again and picks up the dropped rounds. Jasmin asks for her gun back when she sees that Rohanna seems finished with it, “Is it fixed now?” Jasmin asks with her hand out for the weapon.
“It was never broken, you just suck at firing a gun and NO I am not letting you get this back till I talk to the Captain!” she says shaking the empty weapon in the air like a mommy might do to a child!
“GIVE IT BACK!” Jasmin shouts at Rohanna.
“No way am I giving you this weapon back now, it would be safer in a five year olds hands than yours right now!” she barks back to the angry police woman.
Kelly spots the two arguing and walks over to them, “What gives Rohanna?”
“Well Kelly she limp wristed her gun when she fired it and that jammed it…then add SHE DID NOT EVEN LOOK WHERE SHE WAS SHOOTING! NEXT she took over THIRTY seconds to clear the most simple jam and had her gun out of action for over a minute and left her and you defenseless!" the teen spat out and was clearly angry…no furious!
Kelly stared daggers straight at Jasmin, “Is that true!” he braked more than mad at her.
“Ya it jammed and I fixed it!”she sassed to her training officer.
Rehanna at the same time used her bunny phone to ask if Paige or the Spy kids were watching them and Paige answered back first “I always watch my friends and here is the video of the whole thing off the light pole mounted camera right there at the intersection!”
“Jasmin…REAL important here, is what Ro saying about you firing blindly and taking forever to clear a simple jam even close to true?” Kelly asked and he was really flipping from beat cop to full training officer by the tone of his voice.
That is when Rehanna leaned into the conversation or lesson and handed her ‘bunnyphone’ (bunny phone is a I-phone like phone but 10 times higher in tech and way more secure! Made by a Whateley student, ‘Bunny!”) She then pulled the screen out wider to show the video better and then ran the tape off of the traffic cam and Jasmin’s own body cam…Kelly was not even happy at what he saw.
“Jasmin, we are going to wait for IA and the shooting team to show up and by what I see so far, it's not looking good for you!” he warned her.
Kelly turns around and keys his radio, “Officer involved shooting at my location, no one hurt, send investigation team and my Captain.”
The shooting team arrived with the captain and they went over the area as Captain Wiggum goes over the many videos of the incident. The CSI team finds Jasmin’s bullet hit and it struck just below a window of a row house by two feet and ricocheted from there to an unknown spot farther down the street and could not be found. A bit of higher aim or NOT aiming and there was a possibility of hurting an innocent civy inside the residence.
The Captain calls me over to him and asks me calmly, “I have to know the reason why you took her gun…in your own words.” he asks both of us.
“She fired wildly without aiming and I saw it…I am Rohanna,” I said making sure he knew what Drow saw what for later questioning and there will be a a shit ton questions yet to come on this mess and wee knew it, “And then her weapon, she jammed it with her limp wrist shot for over a minute and took over thirty seconds to clear a VERY simple jam. I can’t have me, us or any cop depending on that type of fright in a trained cop or lack of skills…she left herself and her partners defenseless if they needed her to shoot some criminals in defense! Then next, while she should be trying to chase the suspect WITH A GUN, she drops a round on the street and goes full blown ‘OHH LOOK A PIECE OF CANDY!’ she took time to pick that up, instead of waiting for later to pick the darn thing up!”
“So what would you do for or to her?” he asked us.
“If it was just jamming up a firearm and bad aim, that can be retrained. BUT running away like a scared three year old and firing THAT blindly can not be trained out of her…she will crack under the pressure again someday and get killed, get her partner dead or a civy. In my opinion, Jasmin spent more time taking care of her nails at the salon…than learning how to fire that weapon that would keep her alive on the streets.”
The captain calls for us to go back to the station and once there he calls Jasmin into his office. Inside the sound of him chewing her out and her trying to defend herself are heard all throughout the building, she leaves crying after he calls for her to hand in her badge and has desk duty till IA and the shooting team are done with her or till One Police Plaza fires her.
We can hear the rest of the station talking about what happened and most have zero clue what happened and I hear one guy say “A part time Reserve cop got a full timer maybe fired? That is crazy!” some are not liking it, that we had done to Jasmin.
The other cops get a bit riled up at Jasmin being sent home on the word of an Reserve cop like me or us, the captain comes out of his office and he flips on the huge video monitor for the room, “I should not be doing this, but you all are acting STUPID without all the facts!” He then plays all the videos of the incident one by one, pointing out the gross failures of Jasmin to all…”So now would you want her as a partner, NOTE guys she was only six weeks from the end of her rookie time and could have been paired up with ANY of you!”
“Okay cap…we see that the twins were really making sure that a fuck up rookie did not get passed through the program and get one of us killed or kill a civy! Thanks…I am sorry I even mouthed off to them or about them.” One cop apologized to the room and pair of Drows.
“I have more paperwork to get done on this so you all figure out who will team up with Kelly and the twins for the rest of the day. Just get with the patrol sergeant for volunteers!" Wiggums said before he headed back into this office and the piles of paperwork that needed to be done to maybe fire Jasmin the rookie.
One of the lieutenants speaks up first to the patrol sergeant, “I’ll take the seat sarge, I have worked with many mutants in my time and was one of the first cops with one as a partner…I’ll do it.” Lieutenant Steve McGarrett says standing up to get dressed in his uniform over the civies he is now wearing.
“Hey Steve, we are going to grab a pizza at Milstronies. Just meet us there, we will leave the shop here and you drive over there when you are ready” Kelly says.
“You are going to walk like two miles?” he questions the three of us and the older Kelly walking so far for a meal.
Rehanna grins to the man, “We teleport there Steve…BYE!” and all three of us vanish from sight in a port.
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Shadowsblade here.
This story in a joint venture with a group of fan fic authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe.
To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.
Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Tormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.
Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
They say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hard
way.
The Way of the Dragon a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Born for eternity but vulnerable like a child, dragons shouldn't leave
their nest.
Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Watch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you ever
asked for.
This one is coming soon, bug him for it! lol
Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Struggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.
Vantier a Whateley Tale :Written by Shadowsblade
Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to
find her place in it.
You might ask yourself what is the Whateley Universe? To make it short,
here is a abstract straight out off the wiki.
Whateley is a Prep School for different teens. VERY different ones. Where else could a kid go to a school that has a resident demon living in the furnace? Or meet magic users, mutants of every imaginable kind, get trained in how to handle some rather odd abilities, and worry about
flunking Freshman English? Come visit Whateley Academy, nestled in the
lovely hills of New Hampshire. Just down the road from a town named
Dunwich... (Mythos jokes purely intentional).
This is the Whateley Academy Universe, a shared universe with over a dozen authors and more than a hundred stories (and counting). The stories range in size from vignettes to novels. It's a Mutant High scenario with both a strong transgender theme and a slightly watered down Cthulhu Mythos theme.
It's also very much a work in progress.'
If you want further information you will find them on.
http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Whateley_Academy_Wiki
or
But I have to thank, Both Branek and Nuuan for their vast input and the ability they both have to 'bounce' off ideas and improve them!
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