"You sent how many?" Morley was upset, he had agreed with the godlings plan, but only when he could arrange the proper trap, and now the damned fool had gone and executed it with a small force. It was enough to boil Morley's blood if it still pumped.
"It was a small force sir, it was supposed to be a scouting mission." The man making the report to Morley was several million miles away for which he was infinitely happy considering how angry Morley was.
"And yet he's now kidnapped the younger Lorentino and he's holed up in some warehouse? How quickly can we get a ship there?"
"About a week sir I've already..."
"A WEEK?!" Morley's harsh rasp was amplified by the sound modules around him so through the communication device it came through like a cavernous roar.
"Sir I didn't..." Morley destroyed the screen, his rage was swarming up. He had Trezlan and now because of that idiots mistake he was going to not only lose the boy, but his chance to end Lorentino's once and for all, it was enough to make him want to kill everyone.
"GET ME FLEET COMMAND WE'RE GOING TO DO AN ORBITAL!!!!" He cried out to the busted machine, which only made him more angry. "GET ME FLEET COMMAND!" Echoed in the room as Morley's smashed around the room getting angrier by the minute.
Monday, January 11, 2016
Friday, January 8, 2016
Very Intimidating
"South side of the city, warehouse." Rem emerged looking like he was on something, which he probably was. Trezlan could feel the magic emanating off of him. He was also slightly alarmed with how long he'd been gone and how quickly he was able to pull the information he needed.
"That was fast."
"The sort of power Morley's machines run on and the godling made it easy to divine, just had to ask where people were feeling something strong, and here we are."
"Kind of afraid that means you guys know where I am when I'm nearby." Rem's eyes lit up a little bit at that.
"We do."
"Yep terrified now." Trezlan had always gotten the sense people knew he was wherever he was, now he had the confirmation of it and that was worse. It was like suspecting there were monsters under the bed, versus one reaching out to grab you.
"Don't worry we are all well aware of your reputation, and yet the allure of your blood is a constant source of discussion. Most of us surmise a sample of it will kill someone, the amount of magical ability running through you is like a live wire, tempting to juice up, but mostly going to be fatal."
"I feel so much better you all think my blood will kill you so you don't come after me like starved junkies." Trezlan did not in fact feel better about it.
"So now that that is settled do you think we should go save your son or do you want to sit her complaining about people with addictions?"
"Well I have so many things to whine about, but yes we should probably save Rolando."
"That was fast."
"The sort of power Morley's machines run on and the godling made it easy to divine, just had to ask where people were feeling something strong, and here we are."
"Kind of afraid that means you guys know where I am when I'm nearby." Rem's eyes lit up a little bit at that.
"We do."
"Yep terrified now." Trezlan had always gotten the sense people knew he was wherever he was, now he had the confirmation of it and that was worse. It was like suspecting there were monsters under the bed, versus one reaching out to grab you.
"Don't worry we are all well aware of your reputation, and yet the allure of your blood is a constant source of discussion. Most of us surmise a sample of it will kill someone, the amount of magical ability running through you is like a live wire, tempting to juice up, but mostly going to be fatal."
"I feel so much better you all think my blood will kill you so you don't come after me like starved junkies." Trezlan did not in fact feel better about it.
"So now that that is settled do you think we should go save your son or do you want to sit her complaining about people with addictions?"
"Well I have so many things to whine about, but yes we should probably save Rolando."
Thursday, January 7, 2016
Work On Your Sales Pitch
"So what are you?" Trezlan got a sense Rem was not a normal person. He felt magical despite not being magical, it was weird. Like he felt like how some relics feel, like he had contained magic, but not anymore. Rem turned with a smile, they were walking away from his office, to some nebulous meeting he had set up with a couple closed off calls. Trezlan didn't think the man was setting him up, but he didn't know him at all. Or if he was even a man.
"I'm a magic eater." Trezlan tried to hide the revulsion on his face but Rem could see it.
"Well that's different."
"Sure you can say your real opinion, that I'm an abomination of an abomination, I've heard it all before, my father was magical. When he saw what I was it killed him, and then it literally killed him when I drained him of his life force to feed my addiction." Rem lit a smelly cigarette and looked up to the heavens as if seeking absolution for his remembered crime.
"You can kill a man by draining his magic power?"
"Not the power, his blood, magical blood is a power you will never know the pleasure of. You're immune from its joys, its highs, its lows. But for me? Its the most addictive substance ever created, I crave magic and the blood. Every moment of my life is in pursuit of that high."
"So standing next to me right now?"
"Agonizing, though I have a job to do, only thing I ask of you is a vial of your blood, just one, I could trip for a week off the power inside of a vial." Trezlan felt even less safe around Rem than he did before.
"Not sure how I feel about that, but I'll wait to see some results, speaking of, where are we even going?" They had wound up in a club district. Lots of blaring loud music and strangely dressed young people.
"I've got some contacts, your son has to be close by based on some factors, just going to put out some feelers in my scene. I'd recommend you stay out here, I can contain myself around you, others here? Not so much." Trezlan suddenly felt very exposed, one magic eater was bad, a whole group of them? Terrifying. He agreed to stay outside. Trezlan wondered about his life choices as he waited outside. He figured somewhere along the way there was a mistake that he could correct and that would override all the failures he saw now. And in that the old necromancer got lost in thought about what he could have fixed before it broke.
"I'm a magic eater." Trezlan tried to hide the revulsion on his face but Rem could see it.
"Well that's different."
"Sure you can say your real opinion, that I'm an abomination of an abomination, I've heard it all before, my father was magical. When he saw what I was it killed him, and then it literally killed him when I drained him of his life force to feed my addiction." Rem lit a smelly cigarette and looked up to the heavens as if seeking absolution for his remembered crime.
"You can kill a man by draining his magic power?"
"Not the power, his blood, magical blood is a power you will never know the pleasure of. You're immune from its joys, its highs, its lows. But for me? Its the most addictive substance ever created, I crave magic and the blood. Every moment of my life is in pursuit of that high."
"So standing next to me right now?"
"Agonizing, though I have a job to do, only thing I ask of you is a vial of your blood, just one, I could trip for a week off the power inside of a vial." Trezlan felt even less safe around Rem than he did before.
"Not sure how I feel about that, but I'll wait to see some results, speaking of, where are we even going?" They had wound up in a club district. Lots of blaring loud music and strangely dressed young people.
"I've got some contacts, your son has to be close by based on some factors, just going to put out some feelers in my scene. I'd recommend you stay out here, I can contain myself around you, others here? Not so much." Trezlan suddenly felt very exposed, one magic eater was bad, a whole group of them? Terrifying. He agreed to stay outside. Trezlan wondered about his life choices as he waited outside. He figured somewhere along the way there was a mistake that he could correct and that would override all the failures he saw now. And in that the old necromancer got lost in thought about what he could have fixed before it broke.
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
This Guys Is your Guy?
The office smelled of cheap booze and failure. Trezlan immediately felt sorry for himself upon entering. Seated behind the desk was a man with long hair and an unclean shaven face. The long hair looked to be out of neglect not style, same with the half full beard he had going on. The door leading in had a faded tag of Remle Crowe private investigator, but that could have just been the former occupant versus the current one. The Fire God confidently strode in though, like it wasn't her first trip to this particular occupant. Remle didn't even seem to notice either of them had entered the office. He was that far down into his wreck of a life. It didn't inspire Trezlan at all this was the man the Fire God said would help him get his son.
"Rem get up." The Fire God hit him on the back and he startled to life, his eyes were blood shot from whatever he had last taken.
"Good gods he smells like a sewer."
"Looks can be deceiving Trezlan, and sometimes you smell poorly as well, Rem, can you hear me Rem?" She was shaking him now and Rem was slowly waking up from his stupor.
"I'm awake, there are distinctly two of you right? I had some bad shit last night and I have to check." Trezlan didn't feel at all better about his prospects hearing this. Rem looked like the last time he got his life together was the first time.
"There are two of us Rem, this is your god talking, remember me Rem, the person who pulled your stupid ass out of the literal fire?" As her voice rose Trezlan saw fluid leaking out of Rem's eyes, he imagined it was the remnants of whatever drug he had last involved himself with.
"AHHH WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" His voice was heavy and full of pain.
"Cleaning you up, now Rem, you're going to do a job for me." Trezlan could see the man's body flailing wildly as she talked, "You're going to help Trezlan find and save his son, and if I'm satisfied with your work I might let you enjoy pleasure again, if I'm not you'll find out what being burned alive really feels like." She let go of him and he collapsed back onto the desk.
"Ok all right, I'll help you, gods you're a bitch." The fire god had a satisfied smirk on her face.
"I know Rem, I'm so horrible cleaning you up and saving your life, perhaps in the future I should have left you where you were, but you asked for my help and I deigned to give it to you, now you know the cost."
"Well I think I'm in good hands." Trezlan did not feel like he was in good hands being handed off to a saved junkie of some sort, but the Fire God smiled all the same.
"Oh don't worry about Rem here you'll find he has his uses as I have." With that the Fire God left Trezlan with the junkie.
"Lovely god that Fire God." Rem sounded a bit more put together than his earlier talking, which at least was encouraging to Trezlan.
"Better than most, worse than some." That brought a smile to Rem's face.
"Glad to see I'm not the only one these creatures screw with, though to be fair Lorentino, you're more one of them than one of us."
"So I've been told." That brought a smile to Rem's face even if Trezlan didn't particularly feel very god like at the moment.
"Well Mr. Lorentino lets get to what you need, so I can get back to what I need." Trezlan still didn't feel very excited by the prospect of Rem Crowe, but he didn't have much else and supposedly this guy was the man. So he trusted a God for whatever that was worth to him.
"Rem get up." The Fire God hit him on the back and he startled to life, his eyes were blood shot from whatever he had last taken.
"Good gods he smells like a sewer."
"Looks can be deceiving Trezlan, and sometimes you smell poorly as well, Rem, can you hear me Rem?" She was shaking him now and Rem was slowly waking up from his stupor.
"I'm awake, there are distinctly two of you right? I had some bad shit last night and I have to check." Trezlan didn't feel at all better about his prospects hearing this. Rem looked like the last time he got his life together was the first time.
"There are two of us Rem, this is your god talking, remember me Rem, the person who pulled your stupid ass out of the literal fire?" As her voice rose Trezlan saw fluid leaking out of Rem's eyes, he imagined it was the remnants of whatever drug he had last involved himself with.
"AHHH WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" His voice was heavy and full of pain.
"Cleaning you up, now Rem, you're going to do a job for me." Trezlan could see the man's body flailing wildly as she talked, "You're going to help Trezlan find and save his son, and if I'm satisfied with your work I might let you enjoy pleasure again, if I'm not you'll find out what being burned alive really feels like." She let go of him and he collapsed back onto the desk.
"Ok all right, I'll help you, gods you're a bitch." The fire god had a satisfied smirk on her face.
"I know Rem, I'm so horrible cleaning you up and saving your life, perhaps in the future I should have left you where you were, but you asked for my help and I deigned to give it to you, now you know the cost."
"Well I think I'm in good hands." Trezlan did not feel like he was in good hands being handed off to a saved junkie of some sort, but the Fire God smiled all the same.
"Oh don't worry about Rem here you'll find he has his uses as I have." With that the Fire God left Trezlan with the junkie.
"Lovely god that Fire God." Rem sounded a bit more put together than his earlier talking, which at least was encouraging to Trezlan.
"Better than most, worse than some." That brought a smile to Rem's face.
"Glad to see I'm not the only one these creatures screw with, though to be fair Lorentino, you're more one of them than one of us."
"So I've been told." That brought a smile to Rem's face even if Trezlan didn't particularly feel very god like at the moment.
"Well Mr. Lorentino lets get to what you need, so I can get back to what I need." Trezlan still didn't feel very excited by the prospect of Rem Crowe, but he didn't have much else and supposedly this guy was the man. So he trusted a God for whatever that was worth to him.
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
An Enemy For Life However Short
Rolando awoke chained up and surrounded by Morlatech machines. He didn't even consider them people though they at one time supposedly were. He was outraged at the outcome. For all of Trezlan's faults he'd never known his father to betray someone, he'd done everything else to people up to and including not telling them about awful things ahead, but never betrayal. It boiled his blood to see Valrym the man he always thought of as the father when his father was occupied had done this to him.
"Don't hate me this is Trezlan's fault." Valrym could feel the hate in the younger Lorentino's eyes.
"Right Trezlan turned me over to Morley."
"This is a means to an end, the end is ridding the galaxy of your father, he's a bad creature, not even a man."
"Says the godling who shouldn't even exist anymore." Valrym knew he'd lost Rolando at that point. It was like listening to a younger Trezlan.
"Whatever you think of me, know I'm doing the right thing."
"I'll remember that when I kill you." Valrym left Rolando with the machines, he knew this would be the most likely outcome of his betrayal, but it still hurt him that Rolando felt this way about him. He didn't want to do this, but he felt forced into it by there being no other option.
***
"As soon as Trezlan shows up, kill the godling and Trezlan." Morley didn't want there to be any doubt in his agents minds about what he wanted, so he spoke directly to them.
"Yes Morley, and if Trezlan doesn't show up?"
"Kill Valrym and bring me the boy, you have a day, after that we can assume Trezlan will not show and its best to cut our losses."
"Yes Morley." The machines always spoke as one whatever will they had originally gone from being his slaves for as long as they had been. It brought what was left of his ability to smile, to Morley's face.
"Don't hate me this is Trezlan's fault." Valrym could feel the hate in the younger Lorentino's eyes.
"Right Trezlan turned me over to Morley."
"This is a means to an end, the end is ridding the galaxy of your father, he's a bad creature, not even a man."
"Says the godling who shouldn't even exist anymore." Valrym knew he'd lost Rolando at that point. It was like listening to a younger Trezlan.
"Whatever you think of me, know I'm doing the right thing."
"I'll remember that when I kill you." Valrym left Rolando with the machines, he knew this would be the most likely outcome of his betrayal, but it still hurt him that Rolando felt this way about him. He didn't want to do this, but he felt forced into it by there being no other option.
***
"As soon as Trezlan shows up, kill the godling and Trezlan." Morley didn't want there to be any doubt in his agents minds about what he wanted, so he spoke directly to them.
"Yes Morley, and if Trezlan doesn't show up?"
"Kill Valrym and bring me the boy, you have a day, after that we can assume Trezlan will not show and its best to cut our losses."
"Yes Morley." The machines always spoke as one whatever will they had originally gone from being his slaves for as long as they had been. It brought what was left of his ability to smile, to Morley's face.
Monday, January 4, 2016
Sons of a Bitch
"I have taken your son, you forced my hand Trezlan, your insanity has gone beyond the normal bits and you have threatened the galaxy already far too many times. I am working with Morley and if you do not come to us we will execute Rolando. It will not be quick, it will be exceptionally painful and we will send you video of it as we do it. Know this is your fault, all of this is on you. There are coordinates to find me after this video, don't make me kill your son Trezlan." The video displayed coordinates and Trezlan just hit his knees and wept. He had always had an antagonistic relationship with Val and his son, but he never thought one would use the other to hurt him like they had. He was so wrapped up in his misery he never even heard the other person enter the room.
"You know thinking back on it, I guess I should have destroyed him when I had the chance." Trezlan wanted to scream at the Fire God for her statement, but he knew ultimately this was his fault, even if she could have destroyed Valrym he stopped her and that lead to this.
"Come to stick it in a little further?"
"No no, and let me be the first to say from one parent to another I understand your pain." Trezlan was going to wonder what she had parented, but in a way she was the mother to everyone.
"Then what are you here for?"
"To get you your son back, well to aid you since you know can't directly interfere." The rules of gods was enough to have Trezlan spitting mad, but he let it go, he had to.
"I don't need your help, I can get Rolando back, I have let it slide for too long, but I am the gods damned Trezlan Lorentino, and Morley is about to find that out right quick."
"And that's why you need my help you idiot, you're going to rush in there fire and flame just like they expect and they are ready for you, this whole thing is a set up, whatever ace you think you've got they've planned for."
"And you know this..."
"Because I'm God." It was a fair enough thing, and Trezlan was planning on going in there and just burning everything down, it was his go to solution to most problems.
"So what would you recommend within your rules." She smiled.
"Well you know I love fire, but I believe like a good forest fire wiping out the weaker parts but leaving the strong parts safe, we can use it a bit more, directed." And with that the necromancer and the God decided to have a plan together. And somewhere in the universe the rest of the universe shuddered at the thought of it.
"You know thinking back on it, I guess I should have destroyed him when I had the chance." Trezlan wanted to scream at the Fire God for her statement, but he knew ultimately this was his fault, even if she could have destroyed Valrym he stopped her and that lead to this.
"Come to stick it in a little further?"
"No no, and let me be the first to say from one parent to another I understand your pain." Trezlan was going to wonder what she had parented, but in a way she was the mother to everyone.
"Then what are you here for?"
"To get you your son back, well to aid you since you know can't directly interfere." The rules of gods was enough to have Trezlan spitting mad, but he let it go, he had to.
"I don't need your help, I can get Rolando back, I have let it slide for too long, but I am the gods damned Trezlan Lorentino, and Morley is about to find that out right quick."
"And that's why you need my help you idiot, you're going to rush in there fire and flame just like they expect and they are ready for you, this whole thing is a set up, whatever ace you think you've got they've planned for."
"And you know this..."
"Because I'm God." It was a fair enough thing, and Trezlan was planning on going in there and just burning everything down, it was his go to solution to most problems.
"So what would you recommend within your rules." She smiled.
"Well you know I love fire, but I believe like a good forest fire wiping out the weaker parts but leaving the strong parts safe, we can use it a bit more, directed." And with that the necromancer and the God decided to have a plan together. And somewhere in the universe the rest of the universe shuddered at the thought of it.
Friday, January 1, 2016
Trust Is a No Way Street
Rolando felt like he was spinning his wheels. He had joined up with his father as opposed to rejoining the military because he figured rightly that he would not be welcomed back. But so far all he'd been a part of was a hunt for a relic that had turned him into a monster and just standing around while his father did awful things. Just like when he was a child. The only difference now was he wasn't shielded from his father, he was basically front and center when the old man's idiotic plans exploded around them. It left Rolando feeling like more of a child than ever before.
"I was looking for you." Valrym who had been missing emerged from somewhere, Rolando looked at the godling with a smile. Valrym had been there during the tough moments after Rolando's mom had passed away, and was there when Trezlan was being Trezlan.
"Oh? Come to turn me into a monster like dad? You missed him actually I believe he's paying off some assassins, you know dad stuff." Valrym harumphed like he normally did when Trezlan stuff was mentioned.
"Nah I was looking for you." The needle sunk into his neck and Rolando got to look just in time at Valrym with a mix of shock and sadness at the betrayal, after that the tranquilizer did its work and he went out cold. Valrym signaled Morley's men and they collected him.
***
Trezlan could tell things were off in the house as soon as he got inside. He could smell Morley's slimy presence like anything else. He had developed the sense over the years, just knowing the stink of Morley or his people, it set his stomach on edge. When the video played the feeling hit him harder than ever, it dropped Trezlan to his knees. He always knew Valrym would screw him, he just didn't know it would play out like this.
It had been years since he had done it, but he wept it was all he had left.
"I was looking for you." Valrym who had been missing emerged from somewhere, Rolando looked at the godling with a smile. Valrym had been there during the tough moments after Rolando's mom had passed away, and was there when Trezlan was being Trezlan.
"Oh? Come to turn me into a monster like dad? You missed him actually I believe he's paying off some assassins, you know dad stuff." Valrym harumphed like he normally did when Trezlan stuff was mentioned.
"Nah I was looking for you." The needle sunk into his neck and Rolando got to look just in time at Valrym with a mix of shock and sadness at the betrayal, after that the tranquilizer did its work and he went out cold. Valrym signaled Morley's men and they collected him.
***
Trezlan could tell things were off in the house as soon as he got inside. He could smell Morley's slimy presence like anything else. He had developed the sense over the years, just knowing the stink of Morley or his people, it set his stomach on edge. When the video played the feeling hit him harder than ever, it dropped Trezlan to his knees. He always knew Valrym would screw him, he just didn't know it would play out like this.
It had been years since he had done it, but he wept it was all he had left.
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