Judgment Day

Terra-belle is overrun with death, war, and famine but Anarchious, doesn't care for any of this. He has too much on his plate with the disappearances of loved ones. In his search he comes across a Werewolf in need of aid and they quickly become friends in their adventurers and dangerous endeavors. Blood and Death. Trust and Deception. Love and Hate. A unknown past and a bleak future. Things go from bad to worst in this Fantasy-Adventure and only Anarchious' fists console him. (Book will be published soon so not placing the full book up)


3. Queen Zera

The Lycan hits a dead end on the trail somewhere in the northern part of the city at an old castle under construction with a giant stairway leading up to it. It looks out of place next to the high rises and skyscrapers. The place makes the hair on the back of Ace’s mane stand straight up. It is dark and evil. Marie’s smell is masked by the overwhelming smell of blood and death but he’s sure she is somewhere in there. The Lycan thinks to himself for a moment, gawking at the creepy medieval residence.

“Aw man! This is going to be trouble!” Ace says to himself stepping back away from the steps. Just then he feels someone grab his shoulder and he quickly turns around startled. It’s Anarchious, tired and weary from following Ace through the entire city.

Breathing heavily, he signals one moment to the Lycan who seemed to almost have had a heart attack. “Man… You run too fast.” Anarchious says still gasping for air. “I am a Lycan.” Ace responds looking at the Mutant wheezing for air. “Ima Lycan, Ima Lycan, Ima Ly-Shut up… Do me a favor and not mention that again!” Anarchious mocks the Lycan as he stands up straight throwing his head back and taking a deep breath. The Lycan turns and looks back at the castle bathing in moonlight yet radiating evil.

“Man you stirred up all the natives, that was a bad Idea! Running through the main streets like that… ” Anarchious begins to try to warn the Lycan but realizes he isn’t paying any attention, “Hey? Ace? What are you looking it at?” He says to the Lycan as he focuses his sights on the dark castle. “The hell is that?” He asks a confound Ace. “I think its Queen Zera’s den.” Ace mutters to the Mutant who is now gazing at the castle as well. “And?” Anarchious mutters back. “And… Marie is here.” Ace replies.

“Alright then let’s go get her!” Anarchious says advancing towards the steps. Ace grabs his arm and looks the prepared Mutant in the eyes and says, “Are you naive or just plain stupid? Oh yeah a gang of Vampyr will just let you waltz into their castle and take their food!” “I know, that’s why you’re coming with me, unless, you’re going to chicken out on me again!” Anarchious replied in a stern tone of voice. “No, even with me, storming in there would be idiotic we need a plan!” Ace retorts aggressively leaning toward Anarchious and tightening his grip. “The plan is take them by surprise. Let’s go!” The Mutant says ripping his arm away from the Lycan and continues to walk up the steps.  “They will kill you. You’re making a mistake!” Ace says to Anarchious, as he continues to walk up the stairs. “Well you do it your way and I do it mine. “ Anarchious replies continuing to hike up the steps. Ace begins to yell at the eager Anarchious but before he can finish, Anarchious bolts towards the castle doors.  The Lycan looks around and sees no life forms anywhere on the hill or in the castle. Still all he can smell is blood and death. So he decides instead of forcing his way, to use stealth to search for Marie.

Meanwhile, Anarchious had just forced his way into the castle. It is dark and damp. The altitude has made the air cold. There is no welcoming committee or any sign of life just a giant hall. It is filled with many medieval decorations but they all seem to be extremely damaged. He begins to walk through carefully gazing upon the artwork of hundreds of years past. The hall is extremely interesting but has been clearly battle scarred and at the end of it is a stairway. He walks slowly through this hall, passing many moonlit doors observing the uncanny scenery. He hears a sound. It is unfamiliar so he follows it quietly up to a room connected to the end of the hall. He peeks around the corner curious as to what he might see and witnesses a Vampyr sucking its victim dry. The occupied Vampyr notices Anarchious but continues to feed on the young female’s blood. The sight of the carnage sends the young Mutant into a panic attack. He almost goes crazy at the thought of this happening to Marie, so he bolts up the nearest steps. They are circular and seem endless but eventually he reaches the top floor.

He comes to an old giant door. He slowly creeps towards the door and as he approaches, he realized the door is cracked. He peeks in but sees nothing but darkness. He slowly enters the room and quickly starts to feel nervous about the situation. The room is mostly in shadows but the center is immersed in moonlight. The moon shines through the gaping hole in the destroyed roof of the castle. He begins to get a familiar feeling in his stomach when he glances across the room and catches a glimpse of a pair of shining eyes. They seem harmless as they shine resembling the full moon. Anarchious remains speechless. He doesn’t know what to say.  The eyes glare back and soon, with them comes a silhouette of a short and slender womanly figure as the eyes approach. The footsteps of this ominous woman figure echo through the room. Just shy of stepping into the moonlight she stops. All Anarchious can see is her lean yet pale colored legs.

“Wasn’t expecting YOU!” the woman’s voice echoes as if she knows the lone Mutant.  Anarchious steps forward to try to get a better look at the woman.  “This can’t be about the arrangement? I held up my side of the bargain no matter how crappy the information was!” Anarchious, confused, stops just shy of the moonlight and stares at the eyes gazing at him. The feeling in his stomach begins to become stronger.

“Well? Are you going to explain yourself Abel?”   Hearing a familiar name, Anarchious rushes forward and responds to the woman.  “Abel? What do you know about him?” The pair of eyes and the womanly figure fade back into the darkness of the room. The lone Mutant stands in the moonlight looking around, examining the room. Anarchious begins to become frustrated and unsettled.

Anarchious yells at the top of his lungs, “HEY! WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT MY BROTHER?”  That instant the woman appears in front of him with a wicked smile stuck on her face. She is a short, pale brown-skinned woman, attractive with a pair of eyes that light up like the moon during harvest.  Anarchious, surprised, steps back and at that moment begins to hear little giggles surrounding him. He looks all round him and realizes he is surrounded by clones of the strange woman. “What the hell!” Anarchious whimpers in awe of this obvious display of power.  The little woman in front of him looks at Anarchious seductively twisting her long curly brown hair in her little fingers and begins to walk around him. Anarchious watches her nervously. She looks up and leers at the nervous Mutant.   Anarchious, becoming even more anxious, yells at her, “What do you know about Abel?”

“Hmmm?  Knew it couldn’t have been him?” The woman says completely ignoring Anarchious’ questions. “What?”  Anarchious responds to the short woman gazing at him while continuing to walk circles around him. “That explains this dirty blood hound!” She replies to the confused Mutant. “What? Answer me! Where is Marie? And what do you know about Abel?” Anarchious retorts.  At that moment, she snaps her fingers and Ace’s beaten and battered body is tossed into the light out of the shadows.  Anarchious turns his back and sees the Lycan’s beat-up body. The group of goons who probably attacked him step into the light and begin to laugh hysterically. Ace is barely conscious and seems to be on the verge of death. It has all been a trap.

This sight sends Anarchious into a fury and the enraged Mutant attacks the woman. He lunges forward and attempts to punch one of the clones but his fist goes right through it. She is untouchable. Immediately, he is attacked by the same goons who dealt with Ace. He expels radical lighting from his body hurling them all flaming smashing into the stone walls making quick work of them.  Standing there in the middle of the middle of the moon light looking around he realizes that none of the clones has been hit by his attack. He gazes behind him and the first clone he attacked is gazing back at him over her shoulder.  He stares the clone in its eyes then looks around and all the little clones gaze back at him with looks that could kill. Staring back into their wicked eyes, he begins to feel weaker. Anarchious has no idea what is going on and then he begins to feel a sharp pain in the back of his head. 

He becomes so weak he drops to his knees. It’s like he is being drained of his energy. He tries to get back up but it feels like he’s being weighed down by 1000 tons. The Mutant begins to hear little whispers in his ears. The clones of the women all begin to giggle and frolic around the Mutant maniacally. The pain in the back of his brain becomes sharper as the voices became more violent. It is the voice of the woman and it yells to him repeatedly, “You will never save her! Abel is dead! You will die too!”  As the pain in his head begins to overwhelm him, he begins to shout and force himself into a fighting stance. Anarchious covers his ears cocks his head back and furiously shouts, “Get out of my head, Bitch!”, still trembling while struggling to stand.

The clones continue to dance around and giggle as the voices taunt him and he slips into another rage. Anarchious’ eyes begin to glow again with that same violent purple light as he begins to fight the voices in his head.  His body surges with energy as he rebukes the voices valiantly. The clones of the mysterious woman continue to laugh and giggle while prancing around him around him. Anarchious becomes annoyed; hauls off and swings at the first giggly woman near him. This time he actually lands a punch to the gut of one of the woman’s clones. The defeated clone drops to its knees laughing and vanishes.

“One of you has to be real! That means… That’s your ass!” Anarchious exclaims as he begins an all out assault on the mysterious woman and her clones. The furious Mutant batters and destroys every one of the mysterious woman’s clones until the last one.  The woman laughs aloud and cynically as he slips behind her and grabs the woman. “Found you! Where is Marie? And what do you know about Abel?” He questions the woman but she looks back at him and continues to laugh. Anarchious lets his anger get the best of him once again and he bear hugs her body until he begins to hear bones break. She drops to her knees and falls flat on her face.

 The body lays there lifeless as Anarchious begins to calm down, his eyes return to normal and he ceases to radiate lightning sparks. Realizing what he has done, he begins to inspect the body. He kneels down and reaches for her hair, but as soon as he comes within an inch of touching the body, it vanishes with a poof into thin air. Anarchious stands up startled and begins to survey the room once more, looking over his shoulders, worried and wondering what is going on. Then he starts to hear the woman’s laughter and it unsettles him once more.  In an instant, the many clones reappear surrounding, taunting and frolicking around him.  Realizing what is going on he yells, “STOP FUCKING TOYING WITH ME!”  With every bit of energy he has left, Anarchious scatter shoots every one of the clones with lighting from his fingers.  The last woman, this time he charges all his remaining energy into one shot and blasts her in the head at point blank range. The woman’s head explodes as the lighting crashes through the stone walls creating another gaping hole in the side of the castle.

Astounded but dead tired, the lone Mutant wipes the blood off his face and looks at his hands, “Shit I got to get it together!” he says to himself. He turns to the Lycan who is still seemingly bleeding out and staggers over toward him but before he could take more than one step he hears the woman’s laughter once again. “Ah shit!” The Mutant mutters to himself dropping his head in disappointment. The woman swoops down appearing out of thin air and knocking Anarchious flat on his back.

 She stands over him and looks down on him with as curious look on her face. She then straddles the helpless Mutant and sits down on his lower abdomen and stares him closely in the face. She grabs his jaw and rotates his head from side to side as inspecting him. Anarchious can’t move but is itching to choke the woman. “You look just like him!” She says to the pinned Mutant. “Abel? Tell me what you know about him or I’ll kill you where you stand!” Anarchious responds to the woman as she gazes down on him seductively. “You mean where I sit!” The woman retorts throwing her head back and laughing for a brief second. Anarchious struggles to move his limbs but he feels paralyzed.

“What grounds do you have threatening…Me? Queen Zera?” She looks down and explains to the pinned Mutant. “I could feed on the both of you, drink every last drop of your blood or I can let my minions, the Blood Pack, get revenge and torture you till you’re on the brink of death but I digress. I am full right now and I could use someone with your type of determination around here.” She continues to babble at the Mutant as he keeps his eyes locked on her. She leans over and comes face to face with him. “I have a deal for you young Mutant!” She says grazing Anarchious nose flirtatiously against hers. She then stands up and begins to cat walk back into the shadows. “Rise,” She spoke nonchalantly and in an instant Anarchious was back on his feet but still unable to move. She walks into the shadows and sits down on what seems to be a throne.  “Come.” She utters and Anarchious is propelled over to her. He looks her into her striking moon-colored eyes and feels nothing but evil.

“The way I see it you have two choices.  The first being die, of course, and we both know we don’t want that, cutie. The second is clearly the better of the two. You do me a huge favor and I do something for you.” Zera says to the captive Mutant as he glares her back in her eyes and responds, “What’s the catch?” “Catch? No catch! It’s Life or Death! It’s your choice!” She answers the Mutant hovering in front of her. “Why should I trust you?” Anarchious yells at the Vampyr dominatrix. Queen Zera laughs aloud at the petrified Mutant’s question. “What is it you choose?” she asks, her smile with her pearly white teeth and wicked fangs shining in the shadows. Anarchious, frustrated, looks away from Zera and her evil smile. He doesn’t trust her and knows something is up but he has no choice. “I’ll take the 2nd choice.” He replies still looking away from the Vampyr queen. “Great choice!” Zera replies immediately to Anarchious choice as if she was glad. She waves her hand in the darkness and Anarchious regains control over his body.

 He stands for a moment and then collapses on his face at her feet. The Mutant is exhausted from his futile assault on her. He tries to recover and work his way to his elbows and knees but he is too weak. He continues to struggle to a better position when Zera begins to speak again, “Ok the deal is you deliver a message for me to the top of High East Mountain within 72 hours, during the harvest moon and if you even make it on time, I spare Marie’s life and give you information about Abel.” The Mutant hears her but is entirely too tired to respond so he nods. Anarchious determined forces himself up to his feet quickly and turns towards Ace’s beaten body. He takes one step and passes out falling flat on his face again.

Eight hours Later Anarchious awakens in the forest outside of Drake city’s walls near his old camp site. He looks skyward and sees the morning sky breaking through the trees. He sits up and places his hand on his head. He still has a headache from the night before. The Mutant tries to recall what happened and as it begins to come back to him he hears some moaning amongst the chirping of the morning sparrows. He investigates his surroundings and spots Ace’s body. The Lycan is in his human form face down in the grass. Anarchious gets up and runs over to his body. Ace’s body is healing but is still in bad shape with bruised ribs, stab wounds, bite marks and claw wounds. “Ace. You awake man.” Anarchious asks as the Lycan lets out an even louder groan. The curious Mutant picks up a stick from nearby and pokes the Lycan on one of his butt cheeks. The Lycan signals stop with his hand shooing the stick away. Anarchious drops the stick and grabs the Lycan tail and tugs on it. “Get up!” Anarchious says to the Lycan as he turns around looking up at Anarchious.

Ace flips over around and sits up on his bottom and yawns. Anarchious bends down and looks at the wounds close to his heart. “You okay?” Anarchious asks the Lycan as he dusts of his dirty face. “Oh, I am great! Freaking ecstatic!” Replies the Lycan sarcastically, as he looks at the young Mutant in the eye. Anarchious stands up and looks down at the Lycan, “Good. Well I’m off to High East Mountain. Take care!” Anarchious replies after turning away and walking towards the exit of the forest. “What? Wh… Whe….. What?” The Lycan stutters speechless at Anarchious’ unflattering farewell. The Mutant continues on his path, raising his arm up and signaling ‘peace and good bye’ to an astonished Ace. The Lycan then runs and follows the trekking Mutant.

“Wait! Where are you going?” Ace asks the Mutant. “Just told you Mt. High East.” Anarchious responds continuing his exit through the forest not even giving Ace eye contact. “But why?” Ace asks Anarchious as they stepped out of the forest onto hilly plains. “I have something to do!” Anarchious responds while striding up the first hill. “Can’t I please go with you?” Ace asks while jumping in front of the Mutant trying to get his attention. “No.” he replies while continuing on up the hill. Ace astounded stops and says, “I thought we had a little agreement!”  “We Did. For wasting my time in the first place you helped me by finding Marie in return. Since you did that you upheld your part of the deal and don’t need to hang around me anymore. ” Anarchious replies as he continues to stride up the hill. “Well at least you can do is let me ‘hang’ with you until these wounds heal up, seeing its your fault I got them!” Ace exclaims. Anarchious stops in his tracks and looks Ace dead in his eyes, “You decided not to follow me and tried to sneak around people who can see in the dark. Not only that, vicious Vampyr’s who were expecting us. Your fault you got the shit kicked out of you.” Anarchious explains to Ace who glared Anarchious back in the eyes. “How the hell was I supposed to know they can see in the dark?” Ace retorts.  “I don’t know, because you’re a Lycan,” Anarchious grunts mocking Ace as he turns away and continues his past up the steep hill. “What?” The Lycan says as he continues to trail the Mutant.

Anarchious finally gets to the top of the hill. From there they both could see High East Mountain in the far distance. “Besides you’re too much of a liability.” Anarchious continues staring at the mountain shining in the morning sun. “What?” Ace says to Anarchious, surprised. “You left me hanging. TWICE.”  The Mutant says glaring at the Lycan. “No I didn’t!” the Lycan yells back. “Yeah you did! When I needed you to help me the most, you bailed and I got my ass whooped! Then you didn’t trust my decision and you decided run off and then we both got our asses whooped.” He replies to Ace as he resumes his walk in the direction of mountain down the hill.

“Well I’ll just follow you.” Ace says as he follows the Mutant down the hill. Anarchious turns and gets in the Lycan’s face. “GO HOME!” He yells at the Lycan. “Yoohoo, teenage Lycan with NO pack AKA I HAVE NO HOME! You don’t listen very well do you!? Ace quickly responds holding his ground firmly against the Mutant. The Mutant’s eyes fall as he turns around shaking his head in disappointment and continues his path towards the mountain. Anarchious walks away as Ace stands by watching, depressed by this desertion.  The lone Mutant walks about a hundred yards away and finally stops and turns back to the saddened Lycan, “You coming or what?” Anarchious asks the Lycan. The Lycan immediately races down the hill and is back in his friend’s company in less than five seconds. Anarchious doesn’t say another word continuing his path towards Mt. High East as Ace follows.

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