The Story of Vance Rivers the abomination lover

by philadox krix

Vance is a ninteen year old glass walker who has been sent on a very important mission to help a sept of female Gets fight of the Pentax infestion in New York. What he doesnt know is the deadly secret that this sept has and the fall that will soon follow.

1. Travel Thoughts

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There is a curse that all youth go through; it is the curse of narcissism. That belief that everything that they say and believe has to be true no matter how inexperienced they may be, and no matter how many more battles their elders may have been in the youth always thinks they know more.

Vance Rivers was no exception to this rule. He was as head strong as any nineteen year old male could be except for one small difference between him and most of the other males his age. Vance Rivers was a werewolf, a most dangerous creature to have believing that they understand the way the world works. The only cure to this curse is experience and heartache and Vance is about to be sent on his way to being cured of his narcissism forever.

Vance looked up from his reading as the plane he currently sat in gave a sharp jerk and then seemed to free fall for a fraction of a second. From a couple rows back a child screamed and began to cry as a flight attendant hurridly come on over the speaker "attention passengers we've hit a small pocket of turbulence but should be through it in just a moment or two."

Vance rolled his eyes and growled softly under his breath, stupid humans didn't they understand that this piece of machinery was one of the glass walkers inventions? It was technology at its finest. Its thin metal sides were of the right thickness and the right mix of metals and plastics to keep the freezing cold atmosphere on the outside and the life sustaining oxygen on the inside where it kept them happy as clams. Vance grinned, yeah glass walkers kicked total ass.

For that's what he was, a glass walker born and breed. He could read a computer chip like it was a book, could rewire a hard drive with his eyes closed, could hack into any system that he wanted to. That had been how his mentor had found him in the first place.