Hey guys! Recently I've had a lot of ideas in terms of writing a fanfic, plus I've just kinda wanted to do it for a while...
Hope you enjoy the first chapter of many to come!
Corvan
"First nine, now eight, are the rest of you out there?" The text just sits on the screen, a bleak reminder of my dangerous existence.
Before I even get a chance to read the message fully, someone else responds with "We are here". I sit in stunned silence for a second. There really are other Loric out there, others to help us win the fight against the Mogadorians.
"Should I reply too?" I ask Lucas, my Cepan.
He gives a thoughtful look before replying "I think… It's too risky, plus, the Mogs don't know we exist, unlike the rest of them, its best to keep it that way"
I nod slightly before turning away from the screen, slightly saddened. I guess he's right though, he's been my Cepan since we left Lorien all those years ago and we haven't even been discovered by the Mogs yet.
We've been discreet while also living a comfortable lifestyle. Owning a multi-million dollar property on the outskirts of New York isn't exactly the best way of hiding, but hey, the Mogs don't seem to have taken any notice.
We weren't even meant to be living on Earth in the first place, Lucas was just meant to be doing some research on Earth for a year and then we were meant to be back on Lorien. I was only five at the time we landed, but it would've been a good opportunity for us to develop a relationship.
Half way through the research expedition and we got the news, Lorien had been destroyed, there would be no planet for us to return to. Lucas stopped his research after that, he didn't talk for days. He had a family on Lorien, a wife and a child. He knew that he would never see them again.
About a month after the attack on Lorien and we got news of a ship that managed to escape. They manage to contact us directly via a device Lucas took with him from Lorien before we left, there were 9 Garde and 9 Cepan onboard. After this, Lucas was more optimistic, he carried himself with a sense of purpose again. He was finally himself again.
"Corvan, can you come down here for a second?" I hear Lucas shout from the bottom of the stairs. I let out an audible groan, we just finished training a few moments ago, can't this wait until later?
"Coming" I reply, dragging myself off of my bed, pushing off the blankets that covered me. I wince in pain as I stand, training today was harsh. I lumber down the curved staircase, my height allowing me to almost touch the large crystal chandelier that hangs overhead.
When I get to the bottom of the stairs, I hear him calling to me from his workshop. I walk down another set of stairs to get to the workshop, it's a massive, solitary room in the basement of the mansion. The room used to be the master bedroom, but we repurposed it, we installed a large furnace in the corner of the room and emptied out all of the furniture to make room for Lucas' projects.
I look through the large glass panes into the workshop and it's a mess. Large plates of unused metal and other pieces of junk lay strewn across the floor, the large furnace in the corner of the workshop alight with fire. I push open the large oak door and Lucas turns around to face me.
"What's up?" I ask him curiously, wanting to find out what new project he's been working on down here.
"This" he says, holding out a wicked looking dagger. One side of the silver dagger is serrated and towards the end of the dagger, it's slanted, creating a forty-five degree angle. The hilt of the dagger has intricate gold engravings on it and three blue lines that run parallel to each other, all leading to the base of the hilt.
"When did you have time to make this?" I ask, fascinated and intrigued by the dagger's beautiful design and shape.
"I've been working on it for a few months" Lucas admits with a proud look on his face, obviously pleased with the end product of all of his hard work. Holding out the dagger to me with two hands, he offers the dagger to me and I graciously take it from him.
The dagger is perfectly weighted, with just enough weight to be able to deflect a blow from a sword, but not too much as to hinder the dexterity of the weapon. I swing it around, getting a feel for the dagger and it feels perfect, it's the perfect mix of graceful and deadly.
"How did you make it so perfectly? The weight, the shape, everything really, it's all just so perfect" I question, I knew that he was good with blacksmithing, but I never thought he was this good.
"Before I was your Cepan and a researcher, I was a blacksmith. I used to forge weapons for the Garde. Of course the weapons were never intended to be used for things outside of training, but they still had to be of the finest quality, just in case…" he trails off.
"Also, this isn't just an ordinary dagger, the blue lines on the hilt are Loralite, it means that you can channel your legacies through the dagger" he explains. This thing just keeps getting better and better.
"Thank you Lucas" I say, the sincerity evident in my tone of voice and he nods, a proud smile starting to creep onto his face. In the beginning, it was just his job to be my Cepan, but now, he's like a father to me.
I start walking back up the stairs, but as I do, I'm instantly transported back to my room. Before everything starts to click, I seemingly lose control of my body and I can feel the ground rushing up to meet me as everything fades to black.
When I wake back up, I see Lucas leaning over me to see if I'm ok. I gently push him aside and immediately regret moving. Everything hurts. It feels as if I had been dropped from a five story building directly onto hardened concrete. I wince in pain as I move again to stand up but can't seem to muster up the energy to do so.
"You've finally developed your first legacy" Lucas starts proudly "It's teleportation" he finishes, but right now, it feels like more of a curse then a gift.
"Is it meant to hurt this bad?" I ask him half-jokingly as I sit up slowly, the pain making it almost impossible.
"It's different for all Garde, and you seem to have it worse than most Garde that I've seen. It'll hurt for a bit but then the pain will fade" he says, still wildly grinning from me developing my first legacy "The first time's always the worst" he says with a cheeky grin and I roll my eyes, sitting up even further.
"I'll be in the study if you need me" Lucas says over his shoulder, his grin evident in his tone. I know exactly what he'll be doing in the study, ever since the message about the others being alive on Earth, he hasn't stopped searching, sleep simply becoming a minor inconvenience to his efforts.
I don't blame him really though, the prospect of meeting another Loric for me is exciting, I can't imagine how hyped up he is to find one. After all these years, I'm the only other Loric he's seen, but now, they're starting to reemerge, preparing themselves to fight the Mogs just as I am.
I'm so engrossed in my thoughts that I barely realize that I'm still slumped against my king sized bed, pain throbbing throughout my entire body. I manage to hoist myself up onto my bed, despite the immense pain I'm in, and I turn on my huge sixty inch TV.
The first thing I'm greeted by is news about a shooting in England. I shut out most of the report until the reporter says something about a few mysterious piles of ashes found near the body of a girl. Crime scene detectives say that she was only about twelve years old but no strangely, no other information is known about her, it's as if she never even existed before she was killed.
Piles of ashes and a young girl with a hidden identity. I think I know what happened. In desperation, she probably posted the message to find some level of solace from someone, anyone replying to her. This was a huge mistake, as the Mogs most likely tracked the message and killed her shortly afterwards. Pity wells up in my stomach as I imagine the scene, she was just a girl, killed for nothing more but who she was.
A few hours later, and the pain from developing my teleportation has seemingly faded away, leaving me with my first legacy. Teleportation is awesome, I'm not really that good at it right now, but it's still pretty cool being anywhere I want in an instant. Well at least, everywhere within a limited range, right now, I can barely reach the other side of the mansion without my teleportation taking me slightly off target, but it's still pretty badass regardless.
Unsurprisingly, Lucas is still in the study, scouring the internet for any trace of the others, he hasn't found anything major yet, just a few articles on the shooting in England. He came to the same conclusions as I did, that it was probably one of the other Loric. Occasionally, I teleport into the study to check on him, but he doesn't really seem to notice, he's way too engrossed in his search.
Seeing that Lucas is busy in the study, I decide to go to sleep early, I'm way too tired from training and trying out my teleportation to stay up late. Walking into my room, I kick off my shoes and flop onto my bed and immediately fall into a deep sleep.
So that was the first chapter done! I know it's started a bit slowly, but i really kinda just wanted to set the scene. There will be a lot of action later on, but not quite yet.
Hope you enjoyed, if you did, leave a review and a follow :D
Until next chapter, bye!