Unsung Heroes -  Ian Rupe

Unsung Heroes (eBook)

The First Paragon

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2015 | 1. Auflage
512 Seiten
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Deep within the farm lands of Central New York is a beacon of pure unaligned power called a Nexus. A benevolent collective of gods have corrupted it to the point of bleeding out into the rest of the world by somehow abusing its power within an academy for adverse youth. Careful not to reveal his true identity, a mysterious man, Tribe, must discover their grand design within the academy and forge more like himself, an immortal with unreal powers, to battle all forms of evil gods, and their kind, directly. If he fails his quest, then all of existence may fall with him. During Tribe's first and initial investigation he unexpectedly meets Teagan Carter, a woman who works for the system he is there to infiltrate. After she befriends him by accident, Tribe realizes she is one of the chosen he planned on eventually making like him. Though earlier than expected, Tribe feels as though fate has shown him the greater path. From the start of a simple handshake, Tribe begins her dark journey into becoming a force of nature to rival gods. Teagan lives a life of tragedy under the guise of innocence and beauty. She exists within her façade to the point of victimized ignorance. Tribe knows that before she can truly become the warrior she is meant to be, then she must first burn both herself and her false self all the way through her blackened roots. From endured pain and anguish she must choose to rise from those ashes, The First Paragon. Together they train and ready themselves for the forsaken world that exists and the war that is surely coming for every mortal soul in the world.
Deep within the farm lands of Central New York is a beacon of pure unaligned power called a Nexus. A benevolent collective of gods have corrupted it to the point of bleeding out into the rest of the world by somehow abusing its power within an academy for adverse youth. A mysterious man, Tribe, must discover their grand design within the academy and forge more like himself, an immortal with unreal powers, to battle all forms of evil gods, and their kind, directly. If he fails his quest, then all of existence may fall with him. During Tribe's first and initial investigation, he unexpectedly meets Teagan Carter, a woman who works for the system he is there to infiltrate. After she befriends him by accident, Tribe realizes she is one of the chosen he planned on eventually making like him. Though earlier than expected, Tribe feels as though fate has shown him the greater path. From the start of a simple handshake, Tribe begins her dark journey into becoming a force of nature to rival gods. Though Tribe seems truly benevolent, he himself is missing valuable portions of his immortal life. He struggles with this knowledge knowing fully that his wife, the first goddess, knows more than she is willing to tell. Teagan lives a life of tragedy under the guise of innocence and beauty. Her son Bentley is the only light of her life. She would do anything to shield him from her darkness. She exists within her facade to the point of victimized ignorance. Her life is a series of tragedies hidden by the veneer of truth fabricated by the darkest parts of her soul. Tribe knows that before she can truly become the warrior she is meant to be, then she must first burn both herself and her false self all the way through her blackened roots. As he infiltrates the academy, Tribe finds the key to igniting that fire in her and captures a very ancient evil that has been dominating the campus with his presence. There has never been another like himself, so Tribe, in his infinite curiosity, can't help but run a series of medical examinations to gather more intelligence on what they both are. What they find is that their power is nearly identical, but also distinctly different. Together they train for days and weeks straight in order to ready themselves for the forsaken world that exists and the war that is surely coming for every mortal soul in the world. At first she is petrified of the idea that she, the small, fearful one, would be the one fighting instead of the one to run away. It is only then, as she is baptized in the crucible of battle, does she discover her ferocious battle lust, her near invincibility, and perspective of omnipotence. Tribe is careful to temper Teagan's newfound power. He teaches her that one of the most powerful tools against gods and there kind is the fact that omnipotence is an illusion, their illusion. If she is to truly overcome the darkness within, she must be as humble as she is powerful and she will maintain the foundation of the good person she already is. Upon the final test, the ancient evil Tribe had saved for Teagan, escapes after Tribe is mysteriously incapacitated. Whether she is ready or not, the fate of the world rests on her strength to overcome the darkness that has withered her soul and take down the beast that has been set loose upon Ithaca, New York. Mistakes are made, but Teagan continually adapts to each plight set before her. A battle rages across the city. Teagan manages to lure the beast away to the outskirts of the city so that she may stage the final stand. Her enemy eventually dominates her will and body. It is only after the beast mistakenly threatens the life of her son that Teagan releases a fury and rage that defeats him and the darkness within. Unexpectedly, as Tribe awakens and arrives, Teagan's triumph burns them both to ash and are later reborn as beings the universe has never witnessed. Before, they both feared their singular destinies. Now, they would forever face them together.

INTRODUCTION
Future I
Courtnie stared intently at the blade forced into her face. It’d been countless millennia since she was this fearful. Everything that was happening was wrong. How could her plans go awry so fast? She was so careful and meticulous about it all. Not a single detail was out of place, except for maybe this one thing now jutting out in front of her.
Her body was withering, as was her will to endure the torture. None of this should have been possible. She was everlasting, forever connected to the feminine quality of all things. Courtnie’s breathing became shaky and low in depth.
She knew what was to come next. Her torturer made sure of that. For the first time she let the thoughts of death embrace her mind. More fear manifested through every pore of her skin. There would be no great “hereafter” when she was gone. Only the void. The abyss of non-existence.
Before her fears overwhelmed her completely, a new light of strength parted the darkness of her own mind. The life inside her would not let her submit. The blade lifted to the air above her. She closed her eyes and braced for the coming mutilation. This would not be the end.
Just before the heavy sword fell to her lower extremity, Courtnie could feel the extreme heat radiating off the celestial edge. The irony of such a holy relic performing such an unholy deed was tragic. It allowed a small portion of her heart to laugh before the sudden thud of blade and wood.
The deed was now over. At first it was a strange thing to feel nothing. A part of her was missing, literally, yet there was no feeling. Only loss. Then the steep incline of pain washed over Courtnie in one large tidal wave of anguish. She never screamed so loudly in her immortal life. Her lungs felt as though they would never stop. Her throat vibrated with a fury that had never left the confines of her body before. It was endless. Tears flooded her face to match the pain crashing against her will. Her cries came out with such force that it made her deaf. Blood and heat swelled her face.
Again her will began to fall to darkness. She wanted to die. This was too much for any living thing to endure. To let herself finally fall into the endless abyss would be a peaceful thing in comparison. Something slowed her descent. That simple spark of life touched her again, giving her strength.
Courtnie blinked her eyes through the clouds of suffering that blinded her. She would look into the face of her torturer. Defiance grew within her like a raging storm. Vengeance carried along its winds as bolts of lightning.
She ignored the burning, melted flesh that cauterized the wound. The smell threatened to throw her focus, but she endured it. Courtnie gripped the sides of her chair and wrenched her head up to face her torturer.
The torment struggled to articulate the emotions swirling wildly within her. “Why?”
“Why what?” the mysterious woman replied. Courtnie heard offense in her voice.
“Why would you do this to me? I’ve done nothing to you,” asked Courtnie.
“It has hardly been nothing. And I think you know that,” calmly and resentfully said the mysterious woman. Her feathers ruffled behind her as she swung the blade in front of Courtnie’s face.
Courtnie would not flinch at such a display of intimidation. The cuts and bruises swelled uncontrollably around her face. Blood trickled down the corner of her mouth. It stung a cut that resided there. She licked away the blood and then shock suddenly gripped her tightly. It was as mortal as any human being would be. Courtnie wanted to attack her with everything she had, but she was weak, withering, and most importantly, bound to her chair by celestial chains—the Unbreakable Chains. Her divinity was truly gone.
She looked up to her torturer. “Why and how have you done this to me?”
“Why, why, why…is that all you’re going to say? Like I said, you already know why. The fact that you keep on denying it makes you more pathetic with every word. Don’t think me a fool. You are the infant here, not I. Infinitely more so now that you’re mortal. Not so everlasting now, are you, you stupid bitch!” said the mysterious woman as she tapped Courtnie on the head with the tip of her sword.
It was cooling, but still hot. Blood sizzled, and the flesh it touched bubbled.
Courtnie seethed between her teeth at the woman. She knew her torturer was correct. They had all run out of time. Keeping up these pretenses solved nothing at this point. Might as well reason something out.
“Fine. I suppose the better question is, how or why would you do this to him? He was your best friend, your protector, and your coveted husband. How could you do the things you have done to him?” asked Courtnie.
“Finally, the veil drops between us. Perhaps a truth between ancient enemies I think would be appropriate. Don’t you?”
“Truth? The truth is that he is a better entity than he ever was before. I haven’t done a thing to him. It was you who did this to him. You abandoned him. What he is now is what this world needs him to be. Why can’t you see that?” said Courtnie.
Her white wings unfurled behind her, casting a massive shadow over the room. “I abandoned him?! You have no idea what I have been through to return to my beloved. You have no idea of the deep history we share. You know nothing, Goddess. You call what he is now, truth!? How dare you! You stole him from me. You manipulated him into becoming something he was never meant to be. A lie! I know it, and you certainly know it. He is not Guardian. I knew Guardian, and that thing out there is not him. I have had enough of the two of you interfering with my grand design. I have worked too hard to undo the damage you have done. Even if you aren’t aware, your ridiculous ignorance has caused far more damage than you could possibly realize. Did you ever stop to think why mortals are the way they are? Hmm? They fester because it festers within him. Without the free will to struggle and adapt, he will corrode from the inside out.”
A tremendous crash from behind her forced the mysterious woman to tuck her wings behind and call on the guard from outside the pearl office.
A large creature with wings and heavy armor entered the luminescent office. The majority of its head was covered in an obsidian glass, masking its face. He had two oversized swords sheathed at both of his hips and one large projectile weapon strapped to his back. She didn’t recognize the design. It was something new, and nothing like anything her husband had ever designed. Courtnie couldn’t quite make out what it was saying to her torturer. Her hearing still rang inside of her head from all the trauma she had sustained thus far. What she could make out was that it had something to do with the Great Pearl Gates.
As she issued her orders, strange, boisterous laughter came from behind the mysterious woman. She stared in the direction of Courtnie’s mangled body, completely perplexed by the genuine humor emanating from her. In an instant the perplexity turned into fury and the mysterious woman charged Courtnie with her fist tightly clenched and back-fisted her across the room. Courtnie and her chair crashed against a pearl column. Her body fell to the floor.
With a single flap of her massive wings, the mysterious woman glided to Courtnie, already screaming, “I sever your divinity, torture you, and brutally remove a piece of you, yet you laugh!? I fail to see the humor in any of it. Does your irresponsibility know no bounds? You may be singlehandedly responsible for the end of existence, and you laugh?”
Courtnie’s sight was fading from black to foggy with every blink of her eyes. She was so tired. Her eyes had never felt so heavy.
The winged woman grabbed her by the face, squeezing her cheeks with anger. “I sense the light of life sustaining you. Your sin is greater than any that have come before you. I will never let you die. You shall suffer for all of eternity for your crimes. Even that spark of life will not be enough. Speak, for it may be the last opportunity I afford you.” She released Courtnie enough to hear what her last words were going to be.
“That sound you heard was your end. The apocalypse of heaven, all because of your own ‘grand design.’ You called me the stupid bitch? You may have made me mortal, but you said you sensed a spark of life in me. I am the original goddess. You have made me nothing more than a shell.”
Courtnie’s logic was undeniable. No matter what she had done to her, Courtnie was a goddess and that meant her body was never capable of sustaining a mortal life force. Vexed, she couldn’t fathom what the light within her was.
Unless… the winged woman thought to herself. She retracted in shock and fear. Feathers detached and fell to the floor. She looked to Courtnie’s abdomen, then back to her. “Impossible! It can’t be true.”
With confidence Courtnie shouted, “See for yourself and bear witness to a true miracle!”
A moment of inner struggle took place before she finally sheathed her sword. The winged woman approached Courtnie softly, careful not to cause any stress on the very truth that she herself wanted to deny. Slowly she knelt and reached out with her divine...

Erscheint lt. Verlag 19.12.2015
Sprache englisch
Themenwelt Literatur Fantasy / Science Fiction Science Fiction
ISBN-10 1-68222-602-6 / 1682226026
ISBN-13 978-1-68222-602-5 / 9781682226025
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