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THE ARMOURER; CHAPTER SIX - AN OMINOUS MEETING
CHAPTER SIX – AN OMINOUS MEETING Alexandria, Egypt Greyshot navigated his way through the alleys and past many crowded areas in the city. He basically had no identity in this city so he didn’t have to worry about who was watching him. He had even gotten into the city without mobile transportation. He simply went through one of the doors in the headquarters, automatically channeling his exit to the backdoor of a notorious club here in Alexandria. As he strode, he reflected on the trajectory of his life. This was his last mission under Marcus’ wing. After this he could either stay with Marcus as a contractor or become independent. But one the disadvantages of the latter was that his targets might be clients or friends of clients of Marcus. This was a problem he knew he couldn’t handle. He got to a deserted crossroad and looked around. There was a manhole cover right in the middle of the intersection of the roads. He could see some black-clothed figures lurking at strategic points on
THE ARMOURER; CHAPTER SEVEN - CONFIRMATION
CHAPTER SEVEN – CONFIRMATION Alexandria, Egypt Khalid walked into the previous secret bar-restaurant. He wanted to confirm if the bartender from before was still around or she had fled the surrounding areas. To his surprise and interest she was still there. Serving customers and greeting friends alike, most of who were inquiring of the previous incident. He went by a corner and sat alone, observing the girl. Either she was strong enough to endure a beating from the grey-dyed-haired man or she had a supporting force capable of saving her or defeating the man if the situation went beyond her breaking point. Either way, her staying back deeply impressed Khalid. When the space around her was clear, he walked to the counter. “Are you okay?” he asked without any formalities. The lady looked up, the temporary tattoo trailing from her eyelids to above her cheeks became more visibly detailed. She immediately recognized him as the man who had stood up for her and her expression switched to o
THE ARMOURER; CHAPTER EIGHT- A LORD AND HIS KNIGHT
CHAPTER EIGHT – A LORD AND HIS KNIGHT Alexandria, Egypt Akinis sat on the sofa on one end of the room facing Khalid who stood with arms crossed across his chest. They had both boarded a small lodge after stealthily leaving the murder scene. He had recounted his life from when his family escaped the Rameses coup to him losing his entire family and new master’s family in an inter-clan war with surviving at the cost of his sister. He also detailed how he encountered the Baroness on a ship while defending a merchant from marauders. He then described his life in service to Marcus Denarius who employed him after a failed mission of the Baroness’. As he explained these, he felt his initial fear of leaving Marcus diminish greatly. This was because he had found a much better master worth serving. And Khalid here was in no way inferior to him in terms of combat. The only difference was in their respective styles. While he enjoyed long range hunting of his prey, delivering lethal shots, Khalid
THE ARMOURER; CHAPTER NINE - WARM RECEPTION
CHAPTER NINE – “WARM” RECEPTION New Memphis, Egypt Under the cover of the night, Khalid entered the city along with Akinis and the man who called himself the Eagle. Akinis had contracted his bow into a harp-like object which he hung on his waist, reducing the conspicuousness. The Eagle on the other hand slung his crossbow across his back in a hunter’s fashion. It was like he was ready to be treated hostilely. Khalid wasn’t comfortable walking with these two former associates. Though Akinis was yet to show any malicious intent, he still had to be wary. The carefree attitude of the Eagle was too discomforting. It was like he was leading the duo to a slaughterhouse and they were consentingly following. The trio had changed into the Egyptian commoners’ attire so they easily blended into the inhabitants. They looked like a hunter and his sons coming back from a futile hunt. Only this father carried a rather too military crossbow. As they neared the urban parts of the city, they could spo
THE ARMOURER; CHAPTER TEN - UN-HEALTHY REUNIONS
CHAPTER TEN – UN-HEALTHY REUNIONS California, United States Prisca sat behind the leather desk that separated her from visitors and enclosed her space as the CEO of Fierce Martial Arts Institute. She had build a reputation for the organization, becoming the most sought after non-governmental organization. FMAI had patrons in daughters of government officials, business moguls and even schools. They sought the beneficial trainings that the institute gave them. Their females were more defensive against male predators. Even a few gender equality and women’s rights campaigns and seminars were sponsored largely by the institute. Of course they had male recruits and staffs but they were more focused on the “weaker vessels”. Opposite her, Marcus sat with crossed legs as he looked around the rather large office, taking in awards, medals and trophies in either Prisca’s or the institute’s name. “You’ve really established something here. I’m a bit jealous” he remarked. “Oh please. You had the
THE ARMOURER; CHAPTER ELEVEN- SILVER BARONY
CHAPTER ELEVEN – SILVER BARONY After the effects of the vision-inspired sentence died, Prisca took the initiative to speak. “Aria, what exactly did you see?” she asked the Silver Priestess. Aria raised her head. Her pupil-less eyes looked as if they were piercing into the soul of every living thing in the palace. She started recounting her vision in a solemn voice “I saw arrows and swords, daggers and blades of different forms. They struck the hearts of our people. The invaders formed a clustered pattern in the barony. In the middle of that pattern I saw a person. You!” she said, her eyes glowing fiercely. The rest of the council subconsciously looked in the direction of the Baroness. However, they immediately withdrew their gazes except the male seated immediately by her right. His silver hair was shaved by the sides, the rest left standing in a mohawk fashion. His eyes were dark and grave, like he was suppressing a murderous intent within him and he had a huge sword on his back.
THE ARMOURER; CHAPTER TWELVE- THE KINGDOM IS MINE
CHAPTER TWELVE – THE KINGDOM IS MINE New Memphis, EgyptIn the Royal Palace Hasani grinned widely, revealing fangs that protruded from his gum. “Don’t tell me you didn’t miss me” he said to Khalid. “What have you turned into?” Khalid asked, obviously shocked. “I seem to sense a missing title that should be at the end or beginning of that question. Uncle? Or have you lost all respect and love for your only family?” Hasani asked, his grin fixed. “You lost all that right the day you plotted against His Majesty” Akinis said from the side. Hasani turned to him. “And you are?” His face twitched before he smiled again. “Oh. I remember. The servant’s son. You ran around a lot with my boy here back in the days. You both pulled quite some pranks on me as well. Akinis, is it?” he asked. The latter didn’t reply however. “Whatever you’re doing here has to stop. You have ruled for long and to your taste. It benefitted no one but you. The rightful ruler is here to reclaim that position” Akini
THE ARMOURER; CHAPTER THIRTEEN: THE WORLD IS ALSO MINE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN : THE WORLD IS ALSO MINENew Memphis, EgyptIn the Royal Palace “So it’s true” Khalid’s grip on the silver dagger tightened. “You really have turned yourself and your killers into monsters. When I first saw the Blades reanimate after receiving death-worthy attacks, I expected you to be something much more surprising. But I’m disappointed” he and Hasani had begun walking in circles. “Is this the power of your precious gem? He asked. “Turning you into an ugly beast? This is how you want to conquer the world? Your Majesty, I’m disappointed” Hasani laughed. “You are still immature and inexperienced. Just like your father. After I give the Bleeding Seed your blood to its fill, there will be no need for me to drain myself for it. Its thirst will be quenched for eternity. Your blood will satisfy its craving for the blood of its ancestral line of sealers. And I will become a Pharaoh in the true sense of the word. A monarch with the highest power the world can ever imagine”
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CHAPTER TWENTY - DEATH OF THE BARONESS
CHAPTER TWENTY – DEATH OF THE BARONESS Fierce Martial Arts InstitutesCalifornia, United States Alison was with a group of Maidens in a training room when they heard a loud shattering sound. Alarms started blaring loudly as red lights glowed and dimmed rhythmically. They all turned alertly on instinct. “Grab some things. Split up” she gave out instructions. The Maidens followed and armed themselves up with different weapons of their choice. They all rushed out of the training room. “Check the prisoners! Check the vault! Check the weapons room!” Alison ordered to different Maidens. Some other Maidens had rushed out of their several locations and were running down stairs, running up stairs, rushing out of elevators, sliding down poles. Alison ran alone towards an elevator and stepped in. She flicked a switch on her staff and blades extended from both ends. She heaved a sigh and pressed a button on the elevator that led for the executive floor. She steadied her breathing as the ele
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CHAPTER NINETEEN - A LIFE FOR TWO LIVES
CHAPTER NINETEEN : A LIFE FOR TWO LIVESFierce Martial Arts InstituteCalifornia, United States Alison struck Felix with her staff once more on his face. He spat out blood involuntarily. His hands were tied apart to different horizontal ends in the weapons room. His head hung downwards as blood dripped from it. Several Maidens stood and watched the scene with contempt directed at Felix. The ones who stood on guard outside or attended to different activities watched the scenario on screens that Alison had them project. They had listened as Alison related the situation to them and Felix admitted shamefully. “You bastard!” she cursed like she was feeling the pain all over again. “Look at their faces!” she instructed gesturing towards the Maidens. “They adored you. The experienced and caring Master Felix” she demonstrated scornfully. “Now they know it was all a façade. A mirage intended to blur out your evil intent!” she whipped him again. Blood oozed out of his nostrils from the impact
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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN - A NEW PHARAOH
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN – A NEW PHARAOH Fierce Martial Arts InstituteCalifornia, United States Alison stood over the unconscious, immobile or dead bodies of the Syrian Sons. Deep down she knew that the advantage they had was that they were on their home ground. Under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t defeat the Syrian Sons so easily. She looked approvingly at her Maidens as they assisted each other up and gathered the weapons they could. Some others cleaned up the dead bodies, packing them into trucks. Still others carried the unconscious and immobile ones into locomotive containers that transported them through channels into the underground section of the towering building. Alison watched all these with mixed feelings. She was happy that they had prevailed but she was scared for future events. Now that Marcus’ and Damascus’ divisions were opposing forces, the Baroness inactive status was highly detrimental. They would need her greatly in the days to come. She looked at the Maidens wo
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN - WINS AND LOSSES
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN : WINS AND LOSES New Memphis, Egypt Akinis and the Eagle walked towards the throne room. The door was still open. They observed the surroundings carefully before walking into the room. The first thing they saw was Nailah’s dead body. She had Akinis’ blow pipe tightly clenched in her hand. Her face was pale and traces of blood were visible on her nose, eyes, ears and mouth regions. They cautiously looked further past the dead maids on the flood and saw another body on the ground. The body was pale and dried of blood. Its neck was slashed open in a crude manner. They looked at the face and saw the once haughty, bloody and evil Pharaoh. Now he was slain like a sacrificial animal. The last figure was a young man who sat weakly on the steps before the throne. His head was buried in-between his thighs, his hands were clasped together forwardly, caging a red glow in them and his hair was scattered over his face. The duo exchanged looks and increased their vigilance. They
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CHAPTER SIXTEEN: WOMEN HAVE ALL POWER
CHAPTER SIXTEEN: WOMEN HAVE ALL THE POWERFierce Martial Arts InstituteCalifornia, United States Alison whipped her staff fiercely towards Felix’s head. The latter ducked on time and used his baton to deflect another incoming whip from Alison. His baton buzzed on contact with the staff, sending electric currents into the staff. Alison’s hands were well gloved so she didn’t suffer any electrocutions. She back-flipped and landed some feet away from Felix. She waved her staff in the air and the baton flew out of Felix’s hand. Felix chuckled. “Electromagnetic kinesis. I’m impressed” he commented and stretched his hands. A blade flicked out from below each of his wrists. He clenched his fists and gestured at Alison. ”I do not want to hurt you Alison. I also do not want to hurt Prisca. But the thing is I’m a Grey Disciple and I work for the Master. In our service, there is no such thing as feelings or family or friends. Assignments come first. And the Master has assigned me to keep you b
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CHAPTER FIFTEEN - ROYAL BLOOD
CHAPTER FIFTEEN – ROYAL BLOOD Fierce Martial Arts InstituteCalifornia, United States “So all this time Marcus has been keeping an eye on us here through you?” Alison asked with her gaze fixed on Felix. Felix smiled and nodded. “It’s an extension of his business after all isn’t it?” he said, playing with the switch on the baton. “Prisca loved you Felix. Like a brother, like a friend. You feel no guilt betraying her?” Alison asked with contempt. “Marcus’ followers are always the most disloyal. And he’s well aware. But that doesn’t mean we won’t fulfill our assignments. He knows that although we serve him for selfish interests, we will carry out our assignments so that he satisfies those selfish interests” Felix explained. “Up until now, no one has ever deterred from these assignments. Until Greyshot. And Marcus will never let that go unpunished. He might not be proactive in it but again, he knows that the Syrian Sons will do a clean job due to the fallen being of their own Felix
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CHAPTER FOURTEEN - BUT MY SOUL AIN'T YOURS
CHAPTER FOURTEEN – BUT MY SOUL AIN'T YOURSNew Memphis, Egypt Khalid was slammed down forcefully against the ground. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood. Before he could recover he felt claws forcefully send him off the ground and onto the wall at the farthest end. He rebounded onto some empty flower vases and shattered them in the process. Hasani rushed at him immediately and grabbed him by the throat, lifting him up against the wall. He raised his other hand to slash at Khalid’s head but suddenly screamed. He let go of Khalid and withdrew. Khalid felt the silver dagger in his right hand vibrate. He glanced at it and back at Hasani before smiling, revealing blood-stained teeth. “New upgrade” he chuckled. The silver dagger was still clenched tightly in his right hand. It had prevented Hasani from maintaining contact with him for more than two seconds. Hasani rushed again and grabbed him but dropped him before it spanned three seconds. Every time he touched him, a black smoke-lik
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN: THE WORLD IS ALSO MINE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN : THE WORLD IS ALSO MINENew Memphis, EgyptIn the Royal Palace “So it’s true” Khalid’s grip on the silver dagger tightened. “You really have turned yourself and your killers into monsters. When I first saw the Blades reanimate after receiving death-worthy attacks, I expected you to be something much more surprising. But I’m disappointed” he and Hasani had begun walking in circles. “Is this the power of your precious gem? He asked. “Turning you into an ugly beast? This is how you want to conquer the world? Your Majesty, I’m disappointed” Hasani laughed. “You are still immature and inexperienced. Just like your father. After I give the Bleeding Seed your blood to its fill, there will be no need for me to drain myself for it. Its thirst will be quenched for eternity. Your blood will satisfy its craving for the blood of its ancestral line of sealers. And I will become a Pharaoh in the true sense of the word. A monarch with the highest power the world can ever imagine”
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CHAPTER TWELVE- THE KINGDOM IS MINE
CHAPTER TWELVE – THE KINGDOM IS MINE New Memphis, EgyptIn the Royal Palace Hasani grinned widely, revealing fangs that protruded from his gum. “Don’t tell me you didn’t miss me” he said to Khalid. “What have you turned into?” Khalid asked, obviously shocked. “I seem to sense a missing title that should be at the end or beginning of that question. Uncle? Or have you lost all respect and love for your only family?” Hasani asked, his grin fixed. “You lost all that right the day you plotted against His Majesty” Akinis said from the side. Hasani turned to him. “And you are?” His face twitched before he smiled again. “Oh. I remember. The servant’s son. You ran around a lot with my boy here back in the days. You both pulled quite some pranks on me as well. Akinis, is it?” he asked. The latter didn’t reply however. “Whatever you’re doing here has to stop. You have ruled for long and to your taste. It benefitted no one but you. The rightful ruler is here to reclaim that position” Akini
