*M i d n a*
Æsir Scribe
I wasn't sure whether I should post this little story I've been working on lately just to get rid of boredom. But I have, though as of right now I don't even know if I will post it all. It's just an excerpt from my series that'll aim to be ten chapters long, and to showcase how I've transitioned from writing long chapters to much shorter ones. I'll be posting the rest of what I have [3 chapters] plus this intro, but do excuse me if I don't finish the rest, it's just that I will be working on other tales, and when that usually happens, I tend to forget about other stuff. My writing is still far from perfect, but I try my best. Please excuse any mistakes/typos you may find if you read.
Synopsis: A divinity is tasked with the defense of a magical portal that exists in Midgard, a world filled not only with humans, but many other races/creatures.
Rated PG-13
The winged maiden materialized right in the middle of a lively forest. The sun shone brightly high above that day, and a light breeze blew from the west. Birds sang joyously on the trees all around while rodents and other animals went about their usual business seeking food or water, or just plainly enjoying the fine day in that place that they called home. Though the maiden had appeared right in the presence of several creatures, these seemed unbothered and unafraid of her presence. All was due to the heavenly maiden's invisible godly aura that surrounded her, which made the creatures feel at ease.
Helvetica was the maiden's name. She was a high servant of a goddess in Asgard. The maiden's first case of action was to look around at her surroundings. She liked what she saw here. Earth was dying in many regions, had been for quite some time due to many reasons, but the divinity, seeing how lush and beautiful this forest seemed, knew there was still hope.
Because Helvetica was from Asgard, she was classified as a demigoddess, not a god or goddess. Those two ranks belonged to the original sons and daughters of AO, the everlasting All-Father. Despite being a demigoddess, she was a godly being, only that she had a much lower rank than others and surely those who ruled the grand heavens. She had powers, too, some of which other Asgardians coveted.
Helvetica was tall at six feet and quite sturdy despite her lithe body. She was clad in a two-piece blue outfit that left her arms and legs quite visible. A pair of leather boots of the same color as her outfit complimented the outfit quite nicely, and to top it off, she wore a cloth hat of similar color on her head. She had long, blonde hair and a pair of of radiant blue eyes. The wings at her back were white and feathery, but she could make them vanish when not in need of them, for they were actually magical wings given to those deemed worthy by the superior gods, in this case, the wings had been given to her by the goddess she served. Besides the wings, her mistress had gifted her a fine silver sword. That piece hung at her hip within a golden scabbard that had many crescent moons as design on it.
Well, there is not a moment to lose, the demigoddess reminded herself. Knowing what she had come to do here, and knowing that time was really of the essence, from a brown leathery satchel that hung at the other side from her waist belt she brought out a small bag that contained several bones that she had collected from different parts of the world just minutes ago.
She opened the bag and threw the five bones on the ground right in front of her. She remained staring hard at them for a while, as if she wasn't sure that the next step she had to take was a good idea. Her hesitation was cause for her mistress's voice to come to her mind.
Do it, Helvetica. Why are you having second thoughts?
Helvetica realized she was being watched through a magical window.
"I..." the winged maiden hesitated, looking up at the sky as if shaken from having heard the voice of the goddess she served. "Forgive me, Lady Achelois. It's just that I have great fear and doubts. My fear is due to the fact that we're violating many ancient accords if we proceed with our action. And my doubts come from these beings you want to bring back from the dead. Will they be willing to help us out after all they have been through? Most have problems with beings that are not of their own race, but... I sensed a great deal of distress and anger in one of them, anger directed toward us."
We'll never know if they are willing to help out if you don't proceed. Besides, every second that you hesitate could cost us dearly. You know our situation is grim, and it will only worsen if we don't do anything about it. So dispatch your fear and doubts and carry on.
Helvetica lowered her head and seemed to shrink. But she soon realized that her mistress had spoken truthfully, and she felt bad because she kept on wasting precious time. That could get her in trouble, perhaps to the point of having her mistress deduct points and in the end lower her ranking. If that happened, Helvetica knew she'd be shaming her own House and family.
"Pardon my hesitation, Lady Achelois," she apologized to her superior, feeling quite embarrassed. "I'll carry on with my given mission."
There is nothing to be afraid of, or worried about, the voice in her head said. Just do it. If trouble comes from this, we'll deal with it adequately. But I am not about to hand that portal to Helion without a fight. What better than to humiliate his forces with some of the finest warriors Midgard has seen?
Helvetica nodded understandingly. Moments later, after she took a deep breath to steady herself, she said, "Alright."
She put her fears and doubts away and extended her arms forward and curled fingers. She pointed them at the bones and let her inner powers out. Currents of electricity of different colors left her fingers and hit the bones, making them dance wildly on the ground. Then the lightning was gone, and the high servant waited, her eyes on the bones.
For several long seconds nothing happened. But then, the ground all around the demigoddess began to crack badly, accompanied by a mighty roar that came from underneath the very surface. Knowing what was coming, the goddess levitated a few inches from the ground.
Then the earth shook violently in protest.
In many places, even far away from where the demigoddess currently was, the tremor was felt. Birds flew away scared, as did the rest forest creatures that had felt the tremor in the region. Trees swayed violently, some fell, and the ground itself cracked and fell in several different places. As all this happened all around her, Helvetica wasn't afraid since she knew this would come to happen, her superior, Lady Achelois, had warned her beforehand in Asgard what would be the result of using the awakening power she'd been let to use in order to fulfill the mission. Then it was over just as soon as it had begun; the shaking and the loud roar stopped. A great calm ensued, like that which comes after the storm has passed.
A great portion of the ground where the bones had been lying had been spared from the disaster, it remained intact, unaffected. The demigoddess lowered herself to the ground again, and she saw as the bones began to grow in size. Rays of light suddenly covered them and forced the demigoddess to look away and even forced her to shield herself using her hands, lest she become blind! Behind the light, great powers were at work. The bones turned into actual skeletal bodies. Soon those bony bodies were covered by tendons and muscle, and finally with skin and hair. The bones had turned into humanoids, into the living creatures they had once been before dying during their lifetime.
When the light finally faded, Helvetica returned her stare to the front. She found no bones but five bodies lying on the ground. Three were males, two were females. All were already clothed with the garments and battle gear they had been wearing when last they had been alive. The demigoddess easily became aware they were breathing with life again but appeared to be fully asleep.
"Tis done, Lady Achelois," Helvetica looked up at the sky with a huge smile on her face. "The warriors have returned to life."
No response came to her head in the form of her mistress speaking to her, but Helvetica believed Lady Achelois was very pleased with her.
Her task in the world of Midgard was partly done, but there was more she needed to do.
Well done, the gentle voice came to her mind again, and Helvetica knew that Lady Achelois was really proud of her work. You know the next step, onward with it.
"It shall be done, Lady of the Moon," the demigoddess said.
And without wasting time, she issued an order at the bodies: "Open your eyes and rise!"
Synopsis: A divinity is tasked with the defense of a magical portal that exists in Midgard, a world filled not only with humans, but many other races/creatures.
Rated PG-13
The Elite
An Excerpt from my God Wars Series
Prologue: Revival of the Fallen
Somewhere in Southern Pancracia, 2068
An Excerpt from my God Wars Series
Prologue: Revival of the Fallen
Somewhere in Southern Pancracia, 2068
The winged maiden materialized right in the middle of a lively forest. The sun shone brightly high above that day, and a light breeze blew from the west. Birds sang joyously on the trees all around while rodents and other animals went about their usual business seeking food or water, or just plainly enjoying the fine day in that place that they called home. Though the maiden had appeared right in the presence of several creatures, these seemed unbothered and unafraid of her presence. All was due to the heavenly maiden's invisible godly aura that surrounded her, which made the creatures feel at ease.
Helvetica was the maiden's name. She was a high servant of a goddess in Asgard. The maiden's first case of action was to look around at her surroundings. She liked what she saw here. Earth was dying in many regions, had been for quite some time due to many reasons, but the divinity, seeing how lush and beautiful this forest seemed, knew there was still hope.
Because Helvetica was from Asgard, she was classified as a demigoddess, not a god or goddess. Those two ranks belonged to the original sons and daughters of AO, the everlasting All-Father. Despite being a demigoddess, she was a godly being, only that she had a much lower rank than others and surely those who ruled the grand heavens. She had powers, too, some of which other Asgardians coveted.
Helvetica was tall at six feet and quite sturdy despite her lithe body. She was clad in a two-piece blue outfit that left her arms and legs quite visible. A pair of leather boots of the same color as her outfit complimented the outfit quite nicely, and to top it off, she wore a cloth hat of similar color on her head. She had long, blonde hair and a pair of of radiant blue eyes. The wings at her back were white and feathery, but she could make them vanish when not in need of them, for they were actually magical wings given to those deemed worthy by the superior gods, in this case, the wings had been given to her by the goddess she served. Besides the wings, her mistress had gifted her a fine silver sword. That piece hung at her hip within a golden scabbard that had many crescent moons as design on it.
Well, there is not a moment to lose, the demigoddess reminded herself. Knowing what she had come to do here, and knowing that time was really of the essence, from a brown leathery satchel that hung at the other side from her waist belt she brought out a small bag that contained several bones that she had collected from different parts of the world just minutes ago.
She opened the bag and threw the five bones on the ground right in front of her. She remained staring hard at them for a while, as if she wasn't sure that the next step she had to take was a good idea. Her hesitation was cause for her mistress's voice to come to her mind.
Do it, Helvetica. Why are you having second thoughts?
Helvetica realized she was being watched through a magical window.
"I..." the winged maiden hesitated, looking up at the sky as if shaken from having heard the voice of the goddess she served. "Forgive me, Lady Achelois. It's just that I have great fear and doubts. My fear is due to the fact that we're violating many ancient accords if we proceed with our action. And my doubts come from these beings you want to bring back from the dead. Will they be willing to help us out after all they have been through? Most have problems with beings that are not of their own race, but... I sensed a great deal of distress and anger in one of them, anger directed toward us."
We'll never know if they are willing to help out if you don't proceed. Besides, every second that you hesitate could cost us dearly. You know our situation is grim, and it will only worsen if we don't do anything about it. So dispatch your fear and doubts and carry on.
Helvetica lowered her head and seemed to shrink. But she soon realized that her mistress had spoken truthfully, and she felt bad because she kept on wasting precious time. That could get her in trouble, perhaps to the point of having her mistress deduct points and in the end lower her ranking. If that happened, Helvetica knew she'd be shaming her own House and family.
"Pardon my hesitation, Lady Achelois," she apologized to her superior, feeling quite embarrassed. "I'll carry on with my given mission."
There is nothing to be afraid of, or worried about, the voice in her head said. Just do it. If trouble comes from this, we'll deal with it adequately. But I am not about to hand that portal to Helion without a fight. What better than to humiliate his forces with some of the finest warriors Midgard has seen?
Helvetica nodded understandingly. Moments later, after she took a deep breath to steady herself, she said, "Alright."
She put her fears and doubts away and extended her arms forward and curled fingers. She pointed them at the bones and let her inner powers out. Currents of electricity of different colors left her fingers and hit the bones, making them dance wildly on the ground. Then the lightning was gone, and the high servant waited, her eyes on the bones.
For several long seconds nothing happened. But then, the ground all around the demigoddess began to crack badly, accompanied by a mighty roar that came from underneath the very surface. Knowing what was coming, the goddess levitated a few inches from the ground.
Then the earth shook violently in protest.
In many places, even far away from where the demigoddess currently was, the tremor was felt. Birds flew away scared, as did the rest forest creatures that had felt the tremor in the region. Trees swayed violently, some fell, and the ground itself cracked and fell in several different places. As all this happened all around her, Helvetica wasn't afraid since she knew this would come to happen, her superior, Lady Achelois, had warned her beforehand in Asgard what would be the result of using the awakening power she'd been let to use in order to fulfill the mission. Then it was over just as soon as it had begun; the shaking and the loud roar stopped. A great calm ensued, like that which comes after the storm has passed.
A great portion of the ground where the bones had been lying had been spared from the disaster, it remained intact, unaffected. The demigoddess lowered herself to the ground again, and she saw as the bones began to grow in size. Rays of light suddenly covered them and forced the demigoddess to look away and even forced her to shield herself using her hands, lest she become blind! Behind the light, great powers were at work. The bones turned into actual skeletal bodies. Soon those bony bodies were covered by tendons and muscle, and finally with skin and hair. The bones had turned into humanoids, into the living creatures they had once been before dying during their lifetime.
When the light finally faded, Helvetica returned her stare to the front. She found no bones but five bodies lying on the ground. Three were males, two were females. All were already clothed with the garments and battle gear they had been wearing when last they had been alive. The demigoddess easily became aware they were breathing with life again but appeared to be fully asleep.
"Tis done, Lady Achelois," Helvetica looked up at the sky with a huge smile on her face. "The warriors have returned to life."
No response came to her head in the form of her mistress speaking to her, but Helvetica believed Lady Achelois was very pleased with her.
Her task in the world of Midgard was partly done, but there was more she needed to do.
Well done, the gentle voice came to her mind again, and Helvetica knew that Lady Achelois was really proud of her work. You know the next step, onward with it.
"It shall be done, Lady of the Moon," the demigoddess said.
And without wasting time, she issued an order at the bodies: "Open your eyes and rise!"
*****
Last edited: