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Trust and Honor II3,470 Words
The room was silent. When Riddick stepped through the heavy doors, he stopped dead. There, illuminated by a single spotlight in the corner, stood the chair. The same skeletal frame. The same polished, stage-widened device bolted to the seat. Vaako was standing by the viewport, his silhouette sharp against the star-strewn blackness. He didn’t turn … Read more
Trust and Honor7,998 Words
The air in the throne room was thick with the scent of incense and the heavy, metallic tang of Necromonger blood. Silence, absolute and crushing, reigned as the massive ranks of the armored faithful knelt. At the front, his head bowed lower than the rest, was Vaako. “You keep what you kill,” the mantra echoed … Read more
Gualala6,113 Words
This happens after the series. Zane is the new head of the Brujah—and he killed Archon for the massacre in Gualala. (Archon ordered Julian to kill the Brujah in Gualala. Julian did, believing them guilty. At the end of the series, he learned they were innocent.) The heavy oak doors of the Conclave … Read more
Exerting Power5,821 Words
In this AU Alex Krycek has both of his arms. The war was over. The Syndicate lay in ruins, their black-oil conspiracies bleached by a sunlight they never thought would reach the shadows. Fox Mulder stood in the center of a sterile, high-security safe house, the silence of victory feeling heavier than the chaos of … Read more
Beyond the Sword2,172 Words
The tea room was no longer a sanctuary; it was a courtroom where the laws of physics no longer mattered. Mago Samshin, the Goddess in Red, stood by the window, her silhouette sharp against a sky that had turned an unnatural purple. Beside her, the Almighty, inhabiting the body of the young boy, sat nonchalantly … Read more
Forgotten Trust4,529 Words
The air in the abandoned warehouse didn’t just feel cold; it felt heavy, as if the shadows themselves had gained mass. Zhao Yunlan adjusted his coat, his eyes scanning the darkness. He had expected to meet a messenger, perhaps a captain of the guard. He didn’t expect the shadows to bleed together in the center … Read more
The Emperor’s Servant1,988 Words
Three years in a cell had taught Matthias Corvain many things. How to count time by the changing light through the single barred window. How to recognize the footsteps of different guards. How to silence the voice in his head that whispered he’d made the wrong choice. He hadn’t. He would make the same choice … Read more
Angélique4,949 Words
The captain’s cabin was filled with the scent of precious essences and the distant rhythm of waves against the hull. Joffrey sat at his heavy ebony table, maps spread out before him, the candlelight dancing across his scarred face. He was politeness personified — a politeness that hurt Angélique more than any open hatred. “You … Read more
No Choice at All – Ben and Ashs Story5,204 Words
The late afternoon sun stood low over Broken Flats, casting long, harsh shadows across the dusty main street. The town lay in the middle of nowhere, a cluster of weathered wooden buildings and empty lots surrounded by an endless stretch of cracked earth and low, brittle scrub. Once, people had come here full of hope—farmers, … Read more