Sleep is for the weak and therefore I am weak, hah. I’m exhausted today. It’s more than just physical though, it’s mental and emotional. But, as always, we must keep persisting.
I’ve been spending the day between cooking, cleaning up around the house and getting my geek on by watching episodes of the newly released Voltron: Legendary Defender on Netflix.
I’m also going to be super lazy today and post a bit of the prologue that I wrote a couple of years back. Teasers if you will 😛 This is more on my ‘Elements’ stories that I posted character information on yesterday 🙂
The sounds of a local market echoed through the large room where the woman lounged, idly running her hands through the hair of a young man kneeled before her. Her long white hair held that ‘just had sex’ look to it, and her heterochromatic coloured eyes were clouded with a post orgasmic haze. She watched a tv screen before her, one that was split into two sections. A local market was shown on one side, and an image of a cave that appeared to be shown through night vision was shown on the other. She watched intently, waiting for anything to happen on the two screens.
Another young man was patiently rubbing her feet as she lounged, his amber coloured eyes blank and expressionless. A movement in the cave caught her eye, and she pulled her feet away, standing up and reaching for a gauzy white robe which more enhanced her figure than covered it. She moved over to an intercom and pressed a flashing red light.
“Send them in.” She murmured, before moving over to where the television screen sat, playing it’s dual images. The market itself was starting to pick up a bit more, and she could see more movement now in the cave. Her breathing began to increase as she watched.
Two armed gunmen entered her rooms, and she turned to them, nodding in greeting. She pointed at the men, the one kneeling and the other who sat placidly on the lounge now that she had gotten up and removed herself from his grasp. “Stand!” she ordered. Both of the young men stood, and she snapped her fingers over to a tiled area where the gunmen had arranged themselves. Both men walked over, their movements jerky and uncoordinated as their survival instincts began to flare up deep inside.
“That won’t do, gentlemen. You are still completely under my control.” She murmured, moving to them. Placing her hands over their foreheads, she began to whisper as her hands grew purple in the dim light of the room. Any and all resistance faded from the two men, and she smiled in triumph.
“Very good. You were interesting diversions, but unfortunately you are now superfluous to me. Kneel.” She commanded. Both the men kneeled, their bodies falling into a position she had often made them sit in – knees spread apart, back straight, head bowed and eyes closed. She nodded at the gunmen and they took a stance behind the kneeling men, placing their loaded revolvers against the back of their heads. “Wait for my signal.” She murmured, turning back to her television.
On the market screen, she could see her target. He was an old Indian man, and he wandered through the market with his head tilted, almost as if he were listening to various voices on the breeze. He idly stepped through the crowd, pausing at various stands to inspect the fresh produce.
On the cave in screen, she could make out various murmurings in Russian as a troop of men wandered in the dark. They had flash lights lighting their way, and in the night vision of the camera that had been placed in this particular cave, she could make out that the leader had light coloured hair. He would pause every so often, murmuring a word, before moving forward again. She moved to her intercom again, before pressing two buttons this time.
“Everything is in place. Commence the attack.” She murmured. On her split screen, everything seemed to happen at once.
In the market, people began to scream as several agitated snakes were let loose. The Indian Krait was a snake to be feared, and she watched in amusement as the various villagers from this market scurried about to avoid the dangerous animals.
On the other half of the screen, in the cave, she watched as there was a bright flare up of light. The light haired man on the screen began to turn, but the bright flare was too late. It soon took up the entire half of that screen, shaking the camera as she watched.
Her eyes flicked back to the market screen, and she watched as the old Indian man was being advanced upon by the snakes. One lunged towards him and he threw his arm up to block the snake. That would prove to be a mistake as the snake sunk it’s fangs into his forearm, the poison flooding his system. A few other snakes had joined in and soon the man was on his knees, the overabundance of the neurotoxin flooding his system.
To add to this, a small dart had been thrown at him, landing squarely in his neck, pushing the amount of poison in his system well past the level of lethal. She smiled slowly as she watched the man begin to seize up and shake, the combination of the toxic Krait venom and the dart killing him quicker than just the snake venom alone.
The other half of the screen still continued to shake, the light getting brighter and brighter. It suddenly stopped, and everything on that side of the screen went still, and black.
She nodded her head once, and twin gunshots echoed throughout her rooms as the two men she had dallied with earlier were shot execution style. She watched as their bodies fell forward, blood and brain matter splashed out against the tiles.
“Make sure they are dead, and clean this up.” She commanded, before turning away from the carnage. She began to whistle jauntily as she moved throughout her room to a heavy steel door that was locked with a passcode that only she knew. Punching in the numbers, she entered and smiled brightly. “Come to mama…” She murmured. On a desk in that room was a large wooden case, and she opened it eagerly.
Inside that case lay four gems about the size of a man’s fist. They were precious beyond measure… a diamond, emerald, ruby and sapphire all worth millions to the average person. But these gems themselves glowed with the very essence of the elements that provided the backbone to the world – air, earth, fire and water. She watched the diamond and ruby intently, their glows flickering slightly before becoming stronger.
“What?!” she screeched, reaching into the box and picking up the gems. “My research was correct! Those were your next in line guardians!” She yelled, before throwing the gems with great strength against one of the walls. They hit with a thud and fell to the floor, their glows pulsating as a song filled the room.
She began to screech in a language that was definitely inhuman, her eyes flaring with colour, one gold and one blue. She cursed and screamed and railed against the gems, but their pulsating glow and song continued to taunt the woman.
Finally having yelled and screamed at the gems, she went over to them and picked up the ruby, throwing it once more against the wall. “How dare you speak to me in such a manner!” she hissed.
The two gems who were left to glow in the box began to glow brighter, emerald and sapphire suffusing the diamond and ruby glow already taunting her. She screamed loudly, before fleeing the room.