《RITE OF PASSAGE》1. RAVEN
Advertisement
"Don't eat so much, you'll get fat", my sister said.
"Hey, I workout, I am entitled to my fair share of carbs", I protested as I bit into another strip of bacon.
Today was a fine day, my final year exams had just gotten over and I could relax at last. There was no way I was going to let her ruin my mood, just because she was stressed about her school finals.
"So, do you have any plans for today?" my mom asked me.
"Yeah, I'll be going to Tony's house he has a telescope, we'll be watching the eclipse", I said, " Total Solar Eclipses like this are so very rare."
"The eclipse will only add to all the crazy conspiracy theories, that, claim the world is going to end in 2012", my sister said, as she took a sip of her coffee.
"Well maybe it will", I said, " It's not like we can predict the future."
My sister glared at me, "You can't be serious, you believe those silly doomsday theories?"
"Of course I don't. But you never know what might happen", I said. "Anyways, even if it turns out to be true, we still have over a month to enjoy ourselves, before we die in a fiery explosion of some sort", I joked.
In reply, she only shook her head condescendingly at me, like seriously, I am older than her, can't she respect me just a little, I sighed.
"Very well then, why don't the two of you leave together? Your brother can walk you to school too", my mother said.
" She doesn't need me to walk her to school it's barely fifteen minutes away and she's in high school", I protested.
"Yeah, as much as I loathe to agree with my brother, I would prefer to go on my own", my sister said.
Advertisement
But mom wasn't going to have any of that and ultimately we had no choice but to crumble before her stern stare.
———————————
The November air was chilly and although, this far South it didn't snow, it still did get really cold. I intended to go to Tony's house after dropping off my sister at her school. Though, I noticed, as it was still early in the morning, a lot of the shops were closed and streets deserted.
"So, have you decided on your major, yet?" I asked my sister.
"No, but I have shortlisted three subjects, I'll choose one of them for my major", she said.
"You wish to go to Law School right? Then a History major will be best, I guess", I said.
"Yes, it is either that, or Political Science or maybe Psychology. I haven't decided yet", she said.
As we were talking, we suddenly saw a bald, middle aged man running towards us in a hurry. Chasing him, we saw was a pale, lanky man. Just as I turned to look, the pale man pulled out a pistol from his trenchcoat and fired at the bald man. The bullet missed him, ricocheting off the pavement instead. I was frozen, rendered immobile, upon hearing the gunshots.
I heard my sister's voice screaming at me trying to pull me away. But before she could do so, the bald man, in his panic to escape, crashed right into me sending all three of us sprawling onto the sidewalk. I tasted asphalt, the coppery taste of blood from my now split lip filled my mouth. I tried to crawl up into a sitting position, but before I could get up, I saw the pale man in the black trenchcoat point his gun towards us and fire.
I suddenly felt the air knocked out of me, as I was again sent sprawling onto the sidewalk. Everything seemed hazy and distant, as I heard my sister's screams. She rushed to me, crawling and pulled me into her embrace, shielding me from the bullets, even as I heard two more gunshots fired.
Advertisement
As I lay there on the sidewalk, in my sister's embrace with the taste of blood and dirt in my mouth, an eerie silence in the air, punctuated only by my sister's muffled sobs, I noticed the sky had started to darken. The eclipse must have started, I thought.
I tried to get up, but my sister wouldn't let me. I heard her mumble something in between her sobs, "Please don't move, you'll make it worse."
I wondered what she meant. It is understandable that she would be shaken from the encounter. But the pale man had fled and we had to get the police and the medics for the bald man, he might still make it. I pushed her away, as I tried to sit up but before I could fully get up, I felt a stinging pain in my chest, that forced me to lie back down.
As I coughed up blood, I realized that I had been shot, as I saw the bright red blood pooling around my torso. My sister clung to me sobbing harder, as I lay there in the pool of my own blood.
"Don't worry", she said, "I have called for the ambulance. Help is on the way, nothing will happen to you", my sister tried to reassure me in between her sobs.
But I knew I was a dead man. My breathing was growing shallower by the minute. I had lost too much blood and I could see darkness ringing the edges of my vision. I wouldn't last till help arrived.
I had been so happy, I had so many dreams, so many things I wished to do. But instead I would die here at twenty one, caught in the crossfire of a shooting gone wrong. Fate can be such a bitch sometimes.
I somehow managed to tap my sister's arm, as she held onto me. She turned to look at me and as I saw her tearstained face, I felt something break in me.
With hot tears starting to blur my vision, I raised my hand to wipe away her tears. "I love you sis." I said, "Tell Ma, I love her too. And I am sorry, but I think this is where I leave you", I whispered in a broken voice, my words muffled by the blood.
She let out a choked sob, as I patted her back with my now shivering hand. "Goodbye sister. Live well for me", I smiled, as the sounds around me started to fade away.
I felt really cold and as I started to drift away, I heard the distant sound of sirens; sirens of help, too late to save me, I mused.
And as my vision started to dim, I looked skyward and what greeted me was, a Black Sun, in a pitch black world, and a Ring of Fire.
Advertisement
- In Serial650 Chapters
The Power of Ten: Book One: Sama Rantha, and Book Two: The Far Future
(Author's Note: If you're wondering about the views, it's +1.8 million more on Webnovel, its original home. Updated daily starting Dec. 26, 2018, and continued with Book Three.) Some time ago, a planes-traveling archmage made up a video game to train some people on the planet Earth for the catastrophe he knew was coming. That game was the Power of Ten. The gods seized this opportunity to take the templates of some of those characters, and even their souls, for use in other worlds, and other realms. Sama Rantha is one of those characters, and is going to find out that being a Hagchild and having to survive after your Hag Curse fails to murder you at birth is much, much less fun than setting it as your Race at level One on a gamescreen. Join Sama Rantha on her Road to Ten, and letting her Hagmother know exactly what she thinks of her... ------ Warning: This book starts with a HARD OPEN! It was written as an extension of other stories that have not made it onto the Internet yet for National Novel Writing Month in Nov/2018. Book One/Sama Rantha: A traditionalist LitRPG in the fantasy world vein. The beginning chapters will be heavy with gaming terms and the supporting math as Sama exploits the rules as much as possible, minmaxing her heart out to get one up on the world trying to kill her. The math and rules lawyering tapers off, but are never eliminated, as Sama is going to do everything she can to exploit the rules of reality here and not die, while making sure those responsible for this get exactly what is coming to them... ------ Book Two, The Far Future (starting Ch. 286): The Warp, the final frontier; in the grim darkness of a galaxy far far away, there came a hagchild...QX! Sci-fi/Fantasy/psionics mashup, grimbright clashing with grimdark! Sama is sent into a setting she'd rather not be in, but the heart of a powergamer never says no, even in the crapsack galaxy of the Tellurian Empire. BOOK TWO IS COMPLETE WITH 357 CHAPTERS AS OF 9/2020. ----------- Book Three (updating daily): The Human Race (next Book!) - Urban Fantasy world. Three Power of Ten gamers come together in a world under the Shroud of the Cancer of Death. Whatever might happen when they do, and what might they find there? Book Three is complete with 500 chapters: right here. Book Four: Power of Ten is dumped into the Marvel Universe. Surely there'll be no changes to canon when that happens? A Fanfiction variant, with teeth! Dynamo The Original Sama Stories: Being posted at: over in this location. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Discord link: in zis location is always up if I'm online. Patreon for my supporters! https://www.patreon.com/user?u=25742531
8 786 - In Serial51 Chapters
Artisan
Hi everyone, really, really sorry for disappearing on you guys, illness lead to a deep depressive episode that I'm still struggling with. Been thinking about coming back to revamp/finish writing Artisan and noticed a kind reader pointing out my work has been stolen and published on Amazon. The offending novel is The Artisan by Jon Moremont - obviously a GoT fan who didn't even read the blurb properly and put a wizard on the cover. Just wanted to let everyone know that this book has nothing to do with me, and has no new content. Thanks, and sorry again - LF Superhero Litrpg Skills, level-ups, powers, crafting, and base-building. Releasing a chaplet daily, ~1,200 words. It is 2054 and unemployment is at an all-time high. In the era of the quantum computer, autonomous systems have taken over as the backbone of the workforce. Justin, 20 years old and unemployed, has nothing holding him back, and since his government stipend will cover the expense, he signs up to play Imagitech's brand new game: A Time of Heroes. Justin has never been that into multiplayer games, but for a full-immersion virtual reality where he can play a Superhero, Justin is definitely in. 'Superheroes and Villains are on the rise in an alternate America of 2020. Forces of good and evil must band together to control the future'. Justin plays Artisan, an alien AI trapped on Earth.Inventor, hacker, and gadgeteer to a team of heroes. Hope you enjoy. Please feel free to leave reviews and comments.
8 202 - In Serial11 Chapters
Wulfgard: The Hunt Never Ends
In the civilized world of humans, 'monsters' have all but passed into legend. But when something goes bump in the night, when people begin to disappear, when a dark mystery begins to haunt even the most peaceful villages, there is only one organization to turn to: the Hunters. The Venatori. Having lived a life of discipline and service, former soldier Caiden Voros finds something even worse than the wars of humans: the monsters that hunt them. Horrors yet unknown even to him and his many scars await in the claws, talons, fangs, and mysterious powers of creatures so far beyond humans that he must dedicate himself entirely to the art of slaying them. Harboring a secret of his own and in a constant struggle to find answers while maintaining his sanity, however, Caiden begins to ask the age-old question... Who is truly worse, the monsters or the Men? Wulfgard: The Hunt Never Ends is an episodic collection of stories, each of which stand on its own, but they also build upon each other in a consecutive order, bridging a gap between a novel and short story collection. These stories follow monster hunter Caiden Voros and his partner Gwen Vergil as they embark on tales of mystery, horror, and adventure to track down monsters - the living dead, beast-men, shape-shifters, spirits, and many more - that would do harm to innocent lives and, by whatever means necessary, put a stop to their terrors. Their motives, however, are not always what they seem.
8 127 - In Serial8 Chapters
Hazza is wilding
Ello Luv
8 148 - In Serial34 Chapters
The Life of a Wizard
I drank too much and woke up in the body of a headmaster to a fictional school in a fictional world. Filled with kids with weapons bigger than themselves and people who don't look past twenty. Boy oh boy, this will fun. Random stuff with bits of other franchises here and there.
8 181 - In Serial5 Chapters
Kovu x reader
this story is not original its just you and Kovu. and I'm not a original person. this story will fallow the movie the cover isn't mine its from Disney and the story isn't mine also i just changed Kiara to (Y/N
8 142

