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Archive for September, 2008

Nightmare Pt 34 – Trouble

Posted by brenatevi on September 4, 2008

“I’m going. The men near the river are in trouble.”

“Are you sure you can save them?”

“No one else can.”


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Nightmare pt33 – Work

Posted by brenatevi on September 3, 2008

Job was working with the others in digging pits in the streets of the village, and installing spikes. Once they were finished with a pit, they’d put down burlap and grass over the hole, knowing that it might not fool the ferals, but it would slow them down.

“Job, how do you know how many ferals he has?” Beka asked while the two of them were working in a pit together.

“He ate a pound of Father’s flesh,” Jonah called out over the lip of the pit.

“Thank you brother. And let me answer my own questions. Aren’t you supposed to be helping the children?”

“Oh, I get it. You want time alone with the human.”

Job sighed, and continued digging.


“You ever heard of the myth that if you ate the flesh of you enemy, you’d gain his strength and knowledge?”


“For Heralds, it’s true. During the war, we did our best to catch the enemy officers, and instead of interrogating them, we’d eat them whole, and then we knew what they knew. The problem is that we know everything they know, including their entire history. It’s like having another person living in your head. Some think that this is what drove Father insane. I wouldn’t doubt it, since he was very good at war.”

“So you ate a piece of your father?”

“Jonah and I had captured our father in a commando attack against his compound.”

“Commando? Compound?”

“Ah sorry. My memory is too clear about what happened back then. We snuck attack his fortress. We had him literally pinned down. Then Jonah and I got into a fight. I felt that we had to know what he knew. Jonah just wanted to turn him over to Him. I cut out a pound of flesh, and Jonah stabbed me in the back, to prevent me from consuming the meat. Enraged, I killed Jonah, the knife still sticking out of my back. I still got to eat the flesh, father’s thought and memories flooding through me, but only a portion. Some of his elite troops charged into the room before I could eat more. It was all I could do to escape, much less try to recapture father.”

“So you killed your brother over a pound of flesh?” Beka said incredulously, staring at the man that had led her and the others so far.

“We were both right and wrong,” Job said, continuing to dig. “We weren’t going to get out of there alive without father’s knowledge and strength, considering that’s what helped me escape his troops.

Yet, the first time I tasted his flesh… I wanted more. Still do.”

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Taking on the Big Dogs pt2

Posted by brenatevi on September 1, 2008

Altairan Homeworld
“The fighters are nearing the planet.”

“Intercept them. We open fire as soon as they are in range. Open comms to the Callisto.”

“Kaijon, these Korx fighters are nothing but mice.”

“Even mice can carry rabies. Don’t take them lightly.”

“Yes, pride leader. Following your lead.”

“Good. Let’s catch some mice.”

The fighters weren’t caught by surprise, opening fire as soon as they were within range, the rail guns spitting out pieces of metal. The Felinus frigates returned the favor, missiles arcing towards the Korx. The furball was on. The fighters danced among the frigates, the rail guns splatting against the frigates armor, as missiles exploded among them.


“The armor is working, sir. The shots are doing no damage.”

A missile connected with a fighter, tearing it shreds. The Korx didn’t give up though, even though it was obvious they weren’t doing very much damage to the frigates. They just kept coming. Finally, they weren’t.

“All fighters destroyed. Very minor damage to the Callisto. More fighters are inbound.”

“Not even mice,” Kaijon sniffed. “Let’s finish these off and go looking for bigger game.”

Felinus homeworld
“The Calibans are reporting stunning success. Two squadrons of Korx fighters destroyed while suffering only a blown plasma conduit, and ten radiation burn casualties.”

Griffen looked at the galactic map, and decided to end this war as quick as possible. “Order the Caliban and Callisto home, but they are to engage any Korx they come across, especially the colony on Winstone. Order the rest of the Caliban to attack. We’re going to hit the Korx homeworld.”

Korx homeworld, two months later
“That was too easy Kaijon.”

“Yes, milord, but we still have three more planets to invade.”

“No, no we don’t. They surrendered those planets to the Krynn, instead of letting them fall to us.”

“Then we have peace again.”

“For what it’s worth yes. Go rest up your crew. Who knows what foes lie out there, waiting for us to sink our teeth into?”

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