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Skold darted towards a rather large pine tree; he moved smoothely across the frozen earth. The ground shook under his feet. He jumped out of the way just as the troll sliced at him with his axe. The blade missed him by centimeters. The troll swung the axe again. Skold jumped up and grabbed a tree branch just in time. He swung up just in time and continued to climb. The branches swayed underneath his feet. Half way up the tree he turned and emptied both Uzis into the troll’s face. Th
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Skold veered through the winding streets of the village, headed straight for the trees that climbed up the mountain. An abomination came forward to intercept him. He grabbed a hold of it and threw it into the snow with the grunt. He didn’t stop to finish it off but kept running. He left the little ghost village behind and jumped into the trees. Branches clawed at his armor, his hair. He paid them no heed. I have to keep going. This night has to end before it’s too late. Already the
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Rebecca dug through the boxes slowly, silently, trying to focus on the task at hand-anything to distract her from the sounds of battle carrying on outside of the house. There were several gun shots that were fearfully close to the house. Vlad was watching her silently. She had been successful in finding a battery operated keroscene lamp. He sat at a low rickety wooden table with a coloring book and a box of crayons. He seemed unbothered by the noise that rang through the night. He’s holding up a
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Skold, Dom, Candestine, and Maeglin stepped into the middle of the ensuing chaos. The night, once eerily quiet, was now filled with the blast of guns and shouts. Skold’s small army was advancing forward to meet a swarm of oncoming abominations. Skold had the feeling that what had happened to Vladmir’s grandmother had happened to the rest of the village as well. His lungs filtered the cold air in and out and his heart raced not with fear but with anticipation. Despite his recovered sense of
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Despite the parka and two layers of clothing that she wore, Rebecca could not keep herself from shivering. She was numb to the cold, the chill slicing into her with the serrated edge of a scalpel. She didn’t know how much of it was truly from the cold and how much of it was from the shock and fear that assaulted her body. When she had skydived out of the helicopter she was sure she was going to die. If her heart didn’t explode out of her breast then her body would splatter on the floor of
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It’s strange that my journey is taking me full circle after all of this time, Skold thought. After six centuries of keeping it in a glass box Skold was wearing the armor and carrying the sword. He had kept it through the centuries but had never expected to wear it again. There came with it an unexpected yet satisfying sense of nostalgia. He looked back at those who were following him into battle. He knew only four of them, but none of the rest. Dom, Rebecca, Candestine, and Maeglin.
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Rebecca sat on her bed-correction: the hotel bed that was a thousand times more comfortable than her own-looking at her cell phone, trying to will herself to pick it up and call Melanie. She wanted to call her, to hear her voice, but she couldn’t think of how to tell Melanie what she was doing: I’m in Berlin right now and I’m going to Romania with Skold to save the world-oh and there could be a chance that I might not make it back. That’s why I haven’t answered any of the two dozen times t
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Funny that you say that because through the first half of the book you couldn't stand him.
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Someone was shaking him. Skold opened his eyes and sat up. It was Rebecca. “What is it?” He looked around, muscles tight, preparing himself for a fight. “There’s two elves standing at the door,” she said. “They want you.” He frowned. “What for?” She shrugged. “Beats me. They won’t say.” He sighed. “Alright. Tell them I’ll be there in a minute.” She nodded and left the bedroom, her ponytails bouncing around distractedly. Skold looked over at Dom. He
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Samhein: “Patience, Skold. What I’m about to tell you is information that you will not be able to find in any book. This is something that very few fae today know. Anyway, where was I. Yes, moving on. What I’m trying to say is that just as the mortals are inferior-we elves are the closest to humans genetically-to us we are inferior to our cousins.” Skold: “You’re saying that we come from something else?” For a moment there was the cracke of static and then: “...you hold the proof
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The two limousines passed through the city of Berlin, heading deeper into the country. The roads were rough was piled snow and ice so the limousines were going at a cautious pace. Skold’s group had been split between the limousines. Skold, Rebecca, and Dom sat in the first; Candestine and Maeglin were in the second. The drivers’ clearly worked for King Yaldon. Skold’s driver’s face was as impassive as a stone statue-he hadn’t said a word since they’d left the airport. He could sense Dom a
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Skold and Dom in the middle of packing for the flight to Berlin when Skold heard a knock at the door. It was Rebecca. Her hair was a mess of blonde tangles and their were dark circles under her eyes but she was smiling. Before Skold could greet her properly she threw herself at him and embraced him in a bear hug. “You have no idea how much I missed you.” “Thank you.” Skold patted her back awkwardly. He couldn’t help but smile. “I missed you too. When did you get back?” “J
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Rebecca sat by Twig’s bedside and watched him sleep. The blood had been cleaned off of his face but his face was still covered in black blotchy bruises. Melanie was back at the hotel catching up on more sleep. Watching Twig, Rebecca realized something: When you loved someone you never stopped truly loving them, even when your heart belonged to someone else. Such was the case with Twig and Melanie. Her heart belonged to Melanie but she still loved Twig. Once her heart had belonged to Twig a
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Rebecca was so tired that her eyes stung and her mind was numb. It was a struggle just to keep her eyes open let alone form a full, coherent thought. Twig had three broken ribs, had suffered a concussion, and was bruised badly in several places. That was not including whatever drugs he had snorted/ingested in his system. While Twig was being taken to the hospital in the ambulance Rebecca and Melanie had given their statements to the two detectives in different rooms of the house. Rebecca d
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Roc City’s Police Department was a mess of panicked chattering, of people trying to do everything they could to prepare the city for the attack. It took Reynolds one phonecall to Mayor Ivanka to order all civilians off the street. Multiple helicopters hovered over the city, their search lights sweeping through the streets in search of the three tanker trucks. Skold and Reynolds poured over a map of the city. The map was so large that the edges were hanging off the edge of the table. “My gu
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At the end of the stairs was a large room that very well could have been a study complete with a wooden desk, a fire place, and two tall book shelves that touched the ceiling full of thick leather bound volumes. The floor was of stone. The most curious thing in the room however was the pedestal standing in the very center of the room. Sitting squarely on top of the vial was a small vial made of crystal. It was to this pedestal that Samhein went to. He picked the vial up gently almost lovingly an
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Thank you. I will try to get back to that moody setting and to make longer chapters. But I am getting to about the last 15-20 chapters; guess I'm just excited about being almost finished.
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Skold adjusted the sound piece on his vest; it was disguised as a pin. Surely no one would think anything of it. He climbed out of the car and entrusted the keys to the courier. The two elves standing by the double doors pulled them open and waved for Skold to step inside. Samhein was already waiting for him at the foot of the magnificant staircase. Samhein was dressed in a blue silk button down shirt lined with silver roses that must have costed a small fortune, and black leather pants;
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“King Yaldon sent me here to take you into custody,” Maeglin said, his hands clasped together. He leaned back against the sofa. “He wants you to stand trial.” Skold scoffed. “For what? Surely he doesn’t think that I’m still involved with what’s going on?” “I do not know Skold. All I know is the orders that he has given me. In three nights I must have you apprahended and in Roc City for trial.” Maeglin frowned. “I’m sorry that we could not meet again under better circumstances.”
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Skold watched the two guards standing in front of the Atheyx building. They wore dark uniforms, their faces shadowed by the bill of the black caps they wore. They looked human but Skold had a strong suspicion that it was just a glamor spell; he suspected that they were really furies. He would find out soon enough. “See you inside,” Skold said to Dom and Candestine. He pulled the side door of the van and climbed out. “Make sure you leave us something to kill,” Dom said. “We do
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Pyrius stood on the seventy-fifth floor of Atheyx looking out at the gritty rain soaked streets of the city. He smiled and thought, Soon the world will belong to the fae again as it used to so long ago, as it was always meant to. Soon the pestilence that is the human race will be no longer. He could only imagine what the world would be like without the presence of the human race. Though humans were their genetic cousins it was impossible to take claim in their genetic conception. They we
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I can’t believe it, Rebecca thought, looking at the farmland. Everything here is so quiet. She looked out at the snowy field before her. Except from the occasional mooing of a cow she could hear nothing. It was nothing like Roc City. She wasn’t breathing in the smell of pollution or hearing the angry honking of traffic. Instead she was breathing in the fresh air. How could she not notice or appreciate this beauty at Dominyc’s cabin? Now that she thought about it, that was a no brain
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By nature Reynolds was not a people person; he disliked standing in crowds even more. Especially when most of the people in the crowd were reporters. He clutched the edge of the podium trying to maintain a presence of composure, of power; he was in charge of the entire RCPD department. It was his job to make sure that every cog and wheel was polished and ran smoothely and functioned as it was supposed to. But inside he was scared, so scared that he felt sick to his stomach, and he was tire
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Skold came to. He felt weak, frail. His throat was parched. Everything ached. Those were the first realizations that broke the surface of unconciousness. Everything else came slowly, gradually. Mostly he was just confused. He was laying on something soft, a bed. It was large and comfortable like his own bed at home, but somehow he knew that he was not in his own bed. This was someone else’s bed. The sheets and pillowcase was white and the blanket that was over him was dark red. Sh
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The steps seemed to stretch on through the darkness for forever. Steep and without a rail Skold and the rest of the group moved slowly and cautiously. The further they went into the dark the stronger the smell of a thousand rotting bodies became; the air was cold and damp. Finally it seemed that they reached the bottom of the stairs. Just to make sure Skold cautiously stuck his foot out and set it on solid ground. He signaled for the others to wait and held out one of his Uzis before him,
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