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Whitefield: Shattered Realms Wistfulness
Chapter 125 ~ Wistfulness ~ Ian, Amelia and Raymond, along with their two captives, entered the realm of Knyghts. They met the realm in ruins. Most of the realm had been decimated and leveled to ash and soot. The atmosphere was damp; the clouds were dark grey and ash dripped down the sky like a snow shower. Though, at the moment of their entry, the realm was quite serene, it was pretty much obvious that a war had broken out — a fierce one. The soaring Saphira spotted Rhegalius Claive and landed beside him. The trio alighted the saddle and they had a long talk. The Knyght told them how Dhamon instigated an invasion to the Upper realm but Knyghtstead refused to join, hence putting a big bull’s eye on the realm’s back. He told them how Oregon and the realm of giants breached Knyghtstead and wrecked havoc. Well… the Knyghts were actually faring well, but couldn’t fight at their peak because of the civilians; to avoid casualties. So they tried their best to corner the opposition and push
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Epilogue
Epilogue… His lush golden hair swayed gently to the whispering wind as he enjoyed a hot cup of tea. He had his legs crossed, seated on a boulder by the crackling fire place. He picked the cup from its saucer and was about to take a sip when the entirety of “that” metaphysical plane shook to its cognitive foundations. The wind howled to the furious distortion in space. The cup in his hand cracked and shattered to pieces, the liquid drying up instantly. As though the space before him was an invisible wall, it rippled as a hand punctured it. A second hand came through and simultaneously, they pulled space apart like a soft piece of fabric. It was the silver-white haired, crystal-blue eyed Ian Whitefield, that walked out of the rip in space. It mended itself as he completely walked through. His crystal-blue eyes were a bit pale under the umbrella of his arched eyelashes. His face was stern as he stood on a spot, glaring at his father, Ghordon. Ghordon dusted off the ceramic crumbs on
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Prologue
WHITEFIELD: SHATTERED REALMS. Prologue. Bright! The light... It's too bright! Ian Whitefield could barely keep his eyes open, as he stood in a vast expanse of bright white light. The space stretched for over an infinitesimal distance. It had no end, nor a beginning. The teenage boy stood there with fluttering eyes, his palms over his face as he was deluged with the stupendously white space. No matter how much Ian tried, he could not keep his eyes open for even half a second. His eyelashes fluttered incessantly... He couldn't affirm if he was actually standing or floating; his feet weren't propped on any surface, neither did he feel hung in the air. He felt weightless, yet heavy. Empty, yet full. Lifeless, yet brimming with life. These contradicting feelings made his head throb like his heart was in it. But then again, he felt serenity at the same time. He was greatly perturbed. ‘Where am I?’ ‘What is this place?’ Ian pondered in puzzled thoughts. ‘But, I was just in my room
Whitefield: Shattered Realms A New Day
Chapter 1 ~~ A New Day ~~ Gasp! Ian jolted awake with a sharp breath. As half his body sprang up from the bed, he got entangled in his white blanket and fell to the ground with a thud. He had rolled over to the edge of the bed while in deep slumber, his sudden body shift just pushed him over. “Ouch...” His thin pink lips opened as he groaned, letting out a fowl morning breath. His nose wrinkled from inhaling the pungent breath. He moved his upper body up and sat gently on his butt, resting his back on the bed's wooden frame. He was shirtless, while his lower body was wrapped in his white blanket. His fair skinned body was of a very light tone, that it almost looked white. A weird tattoo of unknown symbols was inscribed on the left side of his chest. He moved his right arm up, placing his palm on his white lustrous hair with silvery tints. His hair was styled as a faux hawk with undercut. He ruffled his hair over and over into a mess, till the consistent throbbing he felt dissi
Whitefield: Shattered Realms New faces
Chapter 2 ~~ New Faces ~~ The big black tires of a black jeep, momentarily receded their spin as the vehicle came to a halt. The black jeep was parked in front of two tall buildings. There was a space of about seven meters between the jeep and buildings. The space was floored with concrete, although it was lined with beautiful ornamental plants. The first building, that was grey in color, had a red stone situated by its side. It had an engraving that read 'HUNTSVILLE HIGH'. Click! The backdoors to the black jeep opened simultaneously and Ian and Avery hopped down. They clung casually to their backpacks as they stared directly at the school. Other students roamed about the entrance and into the buildings. “You guys enjoy your day!” Peter half-shouted from within the jeep. “And don't cause any trouble.” He bid them goodbye and drove off. Avery turned and waved as she mouthed, “Bye, dad.” Ian couldn't care less; he continued walking. Avery ran and caught up to him and they walked
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Evaluation
Chapter 3 ~~ Evaluation ~~ |Department Of Defense and Technology — D.O.D.T| Inside the 40th floor of the sky high building... The office was enshrouded in darkness, the windows were covered with thick dark blinds. The office wasn't in complete darkness though, as the light beaming from the large flat screen TV, brought some illumination. This made it possible to see the silhouettes and the few faces of the men seated around a long rectangular table. They all faced the direction of the TV screen, watching what was transmitted with keen and undivided attention. One could say they didn't even blink at all, making them akin to functionless androids. The TV displayed a footage of some people camping out in the woods at night. They were seated round the campfire, chatting casually and laughing heartily. After about half an hour had passed, which the was cut out of the footage, when one of them decided to take a leak in the dark, about a few meters away from the camp site. Not too lon
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Connection
Chapter 4 ~~ Connection ~~ Huntsville High... “Oh, you've got to be kidding me!” the auburn haired Chase muttered with a frown, standing next to Ian, as they stared at their lockers. A guy with brown hair, clad in a big brown jacket, black trousers and boots, had a girl pinned to the lockers as they locked lips with pleasure. “Really, Ace? Must it be by our... He's doing this on purpose, you know that right?” Chase muttered again, pointing at the kissing couple. “Sigh... I'll just tell him to leave,” Ian sighed. Chase chuckled, “And what if he says no, like he's always done the past five hundred times? Then what?...” he looked at Ian in the eyes, “ A fight? You know you can't beat the guy.” “Wow. Thanks for the motivation, dude. I really needed that,” Ian smiled sarcastically. “I know, right? You're welcome,” Chase flowed with the sarcasm, smiling and patting Ian in the back. Then the both of them sighed simultaneously, and they took slow steps towards their lockers. “We can
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Suicide Squad
Chapter 5 ~~ Suicide Squad ~~ The woods... The orange sun finally disappeared beneath the horizon as darkness fell almost immediately. The blue moon hung in the cloudless, star dotted sky, glistering in its illuminated ambience. A serene atmosphere reigned throughout Huntsville like a shower of snow flakes. The trees in the woods fluttered in rhythm to the cool flowing wind. The crickets made their presence known with their ululating chirps. The stony-grassy grounds rattled slightly as a Humvee, a police cruiser, and two bikes made their way through the woods, their headlights beaming brightly. Getting to a certain cleared location, the vehicles came to a halt almost simultaneously. Two policemen alighted the white and blue cruiser. They were clad in Huntsville's police uniforms; starched brown shirts, deep brown trousers and black boots. They both had walkie talkies attached to their shoulders. Since they parked behind the Humvee, they had to trot forward and meet up with the o
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