Burdened Dawn Episode 5

Episode 5: Secret Pathways

Henry set up a meeting with the man the poster called Vega. When he had called him he mentioned not having money, and told the man his story. Henry was sure he’d hang up or get mad, however he seemed sympathetic to his cause and agreed to help him. Despite the mans kindness he still felt nervous, after all, he’d never met a mercenary before.

Their meeting place didn’t make him feel any better. It was cold and creepy with several metallic structures that Henry didn’t understand. Pools of dirty water and long metallic pipes made the floor feel uncertain like he could trip any moment. When he had first got there he thought Vega would be waiting, instead over an hour later he was still alone. He was starting to think he’d been ditched when the sound of footsteps approaching finally appeared.

A massive pair of metal doors opened in the distance revealing a long corridor connected by glowing horizontal beams running up and down the walls like an obstacle course. The floor was a stream of even muckier water that seemed to follow the path indefinitely. Henry assumed this was how the suburbs made sewer ways, because the smell of this path reeked like a thousand dead bodies. Even from far away it was unbearable.

Out of the path a silhouette appeared, his face was covered by a breathing mask, his boots were huge and connected to his camouflage overalls. He waved his hands towards himself as if inviting Henry to go for a swim. Henry knew what he meant, it was time to go. No room for fear now, he had a date with a mercenary.

Kraken Episode 7

Episode 7: Sacrifice

Uma’s body froze in pure terror, the family that had taken them here, had found them. They could possibly face the same fate as the rest of their family in moments. She had no idea what to do, as the slow purposeful footsteps came closer and closer to the bed, Uma lost hope. Even if she tried to fight she’d lose, if she tried to run they’d smell her like they did under the bed. Her time had run out.

That’s when something terrible took place. Before I had the chance to stop him my grandpa popped out from underneath the bed. Revealing himself to whatever twisted monster was out there. The creatures hissed in anger at the site of a perfectly normal human.

“You smell me, I escaped punish me how you must.” My grandpa pleaded

Uma’s grandpa was sacrificing his freedom and possibly his life for hers. She couldn’t help but shed a tear. Her grandpa was so brave and utterly stupid. His disregard for his own safety was instinctual he hardly even thought about it. She had to make it worth while abd save her family.

“Take him to the dungeon with the rest” One hissed to another

Some rustling took place and then silence the family as well as her Grandpa was gone. Uma was totally alone with no plan, no help, and only about 10 years of good life experience. She felt utterly without hope like every opportunity had been squashed away before her eyes. Uma had nothing.

She knew she couldn’t give up, her family was captured and no matter the odds they needed her. Uma’s grandpa was down there, her aunts, her uncles, her mom and dad. No matter what the cost it was necessary they found an escape. That’s when an idea hit her like a lightning rod.

The Kraken the same beast that captured them in the first place. It had listened to her, and cared enough to take her away from imprisonment. It had sparred her and showed her kindness. She wasn’t alone if she went back for him she could use the creatures fondness to fix all of this.

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The Magic Profiles

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“Ho, Ho, Ho, Merry Christmas!”

-Santa

“Santa is quite the spell caster no doubt about it.”

-MAU Director

Episode 1: Santa Clause

This is a series about the most dangerous beings to ever graze our earth. The creatures that came from a power long forgotten. While some rely on technology, or Martial Prowess to defeat their enemies, a whole other class of combat exist right under our noses. Here we’ll explore that power and its many applications. This is The Magic Profiles.

Our first episode will be an in depth look into our favorite jolly saint. While some might see Santa as some morbidly obese elderly man, I can assure you he is a fitting choice for this list. Santa is one of the most powerful forces known to man, underestimating him is a grave mistake.

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Santa has been around magic his whole life. It’s clear to see in his anime backstory (video above). His familiarity with magic creatures helped him to form the incredible alliances he has today. Even as a boy, he knew the elves well and learned from their teachings. Over the years as he achieved incredible renown and eventually immortality, his magic grew to be even more natural than his physical body. By the time he had been spell casting for 170 years Santa had a grasp over every known spell on the planet. Even the elves that taught him recognize that he has long surpassed them in skill.

Santa’s most impressive spells include Ice and snow manipulation, the ability to bestow flight to a grounded creature, and most impressive of all the divination skills to see every child’s entire year at once. Even among spell casters these feats are beyond incredible. Santa’s experience and skill with magic is unlike anyone since Merlin himself.

Santa has many insane feats even past his spell book. He’s fast enough to travel the world in a single night. He casually carries a bag containing every child’s gift on the entire planet with little struggle. He can fit into a tiny chimney even with his massive size. Without magic Santa is still insanely capable. He’s fast, strong, and flexible, despite his appearance he puts even our best athletes to shame.

This has been an in depth look at one of the most powerful spell casters of our time. I hope I was able to show you that this is no man to be underestimated. I invite you not to mistake his kindness for weakness. Next time you hear HO HO HO remember that Santa is no weakling. He uses his powers to help others but make no mistake, he was and remains one of earths most powerful Magical beings.

Spirit Visa Episode 5

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“A clear mind offers answers”

Barnabee

“A trolls curse is only over when the challenge is beat”

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Episode 5: An Unbound Curse

As Uma sat and pondered her riddle, she realized in frustration she was only cluttering her mind. Instead, she crossed her legs and began deep breathing. She stopped thinking entirely clearing her mind of any bias or judgement. She brought herself to a state of peace. Her environment became brighter and more beautiful. Changing to her state of mind.

“What are you doing?” the troll grumbled nastily.

Uma did not answer, she simply allowed the answer to peacefully make its way into her mind. When it had she calmly stood and walked to the bridge. She came face to face with the disgusting troll.

“Well?” she answered swiftly with confidence “Breath”

The troll smiled he grew a taller and his features became more human. He looked at his hands in shock. He began to arise into the air, moving into the heavens just before leaving the spirit world he let out a cry.

“Thank You! My families curse has been broken.”

Uma was really confused, but she was happy for the troll and happy she could now cross her bridge. Pretty soon she’d be at her destination and have spirit friends to play with. Uma was on her way to everything shes ever wanted! She called her coyote forward and began to cross the bridge ready for her next challenge.

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“Escaping is futile, put your hands in the air.”

-Police Bot Protocol

“Trust is like tape once its gone it never comes back the same”

-Mama

Episode 3: The Border Guard

As Henry approached the cities border his shoulders became even stiffer than before. His heart thumped so loud he could now hear it as clear as a gong. Fear and worry filled him like an over blown balloon. The excessive security measures disheartened him even more than the impoverished suburbs.

Everything there was elite, only the best of the best for the city guard of course. The wall surrounding the city was at least 30 feet tall with turrets every ten yards. The security guards were dangerous androids with tormenting glowing eyes. Each was suppose to be more dangerous than a hundred people. The gate was many layers thick with a scanner sitting directly above ready to look through all deception.

Henry’s analysis was simple, it would be impossible to get into the city alone. He’d need to assemble a group of people capable of a highly complex break in. He certainly had little money to hire any professionals. He definitely had no favors out here in the suburbs. He’d need to find exceptional people desperate to get out themselves, and he knew just where to look.

Henry turned to head towards the suburbs, in order to get more help. For one bone chilling second Henry’s eyes met with the androids. Their piercing blue scanners taking him apart pathologically gave Henry chills. They looked so human yet so soulless it made him regret his new goal.

Henry would have to find help and sneak past them by tonight if he wanted to get to a ship. The more he moved the more conflict seemed to pile up in front of him. Even though he felt hopeless he knew what was important. His sister wouldn’t have forever, he had to keep going. Everything Depended on it…

To Be Continued…

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Episode 4: A Letter to a Lover

Dear Darla,


Thank you for getting back to me so swiftly I often discover myself waiting for your next letter. Is that strange for me to admit? I love language so dearly, and I feel you have a way with verbiage, unlike anyone I’ve ever met. Well perhaps excluding myself. We’re so alike you and I, I often wonder if you would’ve made the better author.

I’m sorry that I’ve been away so long, my career demands that I stay a whole month longer in the mountains. Research isn’t even half completed yet, I fear it may be even longer. Just know that I’m always thinking about you. There is not a single moment that passes you don’t hold my heart.

Strangely, I often think, that a sizable part of me is missing. Now that I write it down I suspect its only the feeling of losing you. I hope to see you soon and tend to the farm with you. Maybe, we could look up at the night sky like we used to when we were young. Just for old times sake.

Please let me know how the family is doing. I put a thousand dollars in my letter I hope it helps. I’d tell you to stay sharp but I know you already are. There’s nobody I’d rather have holding down the fort. I await the day I see you soon.

Your Loving Husband,

Arthur Belmont

Draw the Picture Episode 3

“Take the advice or don’t after all, I am just a tree.”

-The Wise Willow

“Take a lesson from the tree down the road little creature. The only way to be happy is to be content with what you have.”

-The Wise Willow

Despite my youthful appearance, I’ve lived on this road for some time. Much longer than any of the humans who come and go from their homes like clockwork. Far longer than the birds and squirrels who make their homes among my branches. Certainly longer than ants that run along the grassy hills. Trees aren’t like animals, always moving around hungry and afraid. You seek greater and greater things with no limit. This is because a beast is forever famished. Never content with what it has.
Take a lesson from the tree down the road little creature. The only way to be happy is to be content with what you have. No prey will satisfy your hunger. Even an infinite bounty would not please your empty stomachs. The sole way to truly find peace is to be like a tree.
How often do you see a hedge request anything? Even if a daisy could talk I doubt it would have a single desire. This is because a plant is never moving. A plant’s job is to be still. It collects the bounty the universe provides. It doesn’t ask it for things only sit there and waits.
Of course, because of biology, this is impossible to fully accomplish. However, I hope that there is a lesson in the way we live. After all, I’m older than I look. I’ve seen leaders fall and rise and I’d like to think I know a thing or two. Trust in the universe, I believe you’ll be surprised. The bounties you miss running about are endless. When you let go of control amazing things can happen.
This is not to say to not have any ambitions, animals need their goals. After all, you’ve accomplished many things with willpower. Things a tree-like me can’t scoff at. Perhaps, all I’m trying to say is be content with where you’re at. I see so many humans who desire and desire until it destroys them. Ambition becomes jealousy so easily. The power of gratitude and trust is incredible. Take the advice or don’t after all, I am just a tree.

Write the Picture Episode 2

Every morning, without fail, Samuel watched the sunrise above his old garage. For hours he’d sit, watching the fiery pinks and reds become crisp and blue. Samuel would imagine the new days approaching. He’d reflect the time that had past. After hours of thought, he’d grab his cane and limp his way back to saint Josephs nursing home.
Every single morning, he’d make it only a few feet. The nurses would frantically discover Samuel and put him in an ambulance. They would scold him and lock him in his room. Samuel hated it here. It felt like a prison.
The low ceilings made the building feel suffocating. The chairs were unpleasing and hurt Samuel’s back. Worse of all, the nurses were rude and careless. Samuel planned to escape for real one day.
He thought about life on the road the freedom he so much desired. To him, that seemed natural to dream about in the presence of the sun. After all, the sun rises and sets every morning and night. So why can’t it offer a new beginning?

Samuel snuck out like he always did. The hospital rushed to his old house, to the garage he loved so dearly. They couldn’t find anything, Samuel was nowhere to be found. He had gone the opposite way. He walked all the way to the Hallipart airway. He got in his old plane and flew into the sky.
After that, a national search took place, for years nobody could find Samuel the elusive escaped elderly man. Until one day his body was found peacefully laying in a meadow. It was all the way in Canada if you can believe it. He was looking where the sun rose thinking about the future.

Write the Picture Episode 1

Our town’s water tower was no easy project. When I grew up, we borrowed from the neighboring town’s tower. People thought that was well enough. I never did, I wished for a way for our community to supply themselves. The first time we brought a complaint was when I was only seventeen. The city council laughed at the mere proposition of a child’s suggestion.
My response was to come again the very next week. I showed up for every meeting that took place. Being turned down so many times became second nature. For ten years, I’d show up regardless of any outside force that apposed me.
I became a woman. I studied and grew. I even got a degree in law, I opened my own firm. As I grew, so did the community around me. It became harder and harder to scoff. I was no longer a child but a lawyer and taxpayer. It had become impossible to ignore me.
I can’t help but look at this tower and appreciate the true potential of humankind. The ability to with hard work and tenacity form a better life. Perhaps to you, this tower is tiny and insignificant. To me, it’s the most incredible tower I’ve ever seen.