I should be sleeping right now. I have to get up early to get on a plane. Instead, I'm going through my Google drive and finding random things to post, mostly just because I feel like it.
How soon the first real chapter comes up will depend mostly on my access to wi-fi in the next two weeks; sumimashite.
I don't own; I only wish I did.
He crept silently toward his destination, not a sound marking his path through the night. It was not his domain, granted, but the mischief in him had made him a master nonetheless. Tonight's plot— indeed, the plot of the next several decades, barring any major interference from the others— had been laid (rather literally, he thought with a snicker), and now it was time to cover his tracks before—
"And here I thought you had agreed not to go sneaking around with any more women at night," a voice mused from behind him. He froze in his tracks. "Was she at least any good?"
"I, of course, have absolutely no idea what you may be referring to, honorable brother chosen by my blood."
"Of course you don't. You also have no idea who Ursa, Wife of Fire Prince Ozai, is, or where she's been the last few hours. Am I right?"
"Is there a problem, honorable brother?"
The older man raised an eyebrow. "I suppose they don't call you the Trickster for nothing, eh?"
Agni frowned. "I'm tempted to be offended by that."
Tui just gave him a mild look. "I just hope you're prepared to face the consequences of your actions. You know she'll be due in mid-late winter, right?"
"Yes, yes, that was intentional," the Spirit of Fire waved off, "It's clearly been far too long since I last pruned my children's fates; have you seen what they've been doing? They're disrupting the balance. This is just my way of... fixing things."
That blasted eyebrow just couldn't go down, could it?
"I know what I'm doing!" Agni protested against the eyebrow's incriminating condemnation.
"...I certainly hope you do." Tui sighed, shaking his head. "Maybe actually having some responsibility for once will finally break you of being the eternal child of the family..."
Agni frowned after his sister's husband as he walked away. What was that supposed to mean?
Ah well. Not like it really mattered, anyway; everything was already in motion. He'd been planning this since Azulon's second son had been born, and now everything was finally starting to go into action.
The immortal teenager, the Spirit of Fire and Sun and Shadows, cackled evilly and sat back to watch events unfold.
Sorry it's short, but it is a teaser. Hope this gets you interested.
Predictions, anyone?
~Rick