Enduring Hope #2
Isle of Sorrows (Originally Quarrymen in Avalon)
By: Pho galaxy889@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I only own the Illuminati Representative. Don't sue me, I don't claim to own the characters or even the Illuminati part of the Rep's name.
Chapter 1: Gateway of Tears
The Illuminati Representative smiled at the Gateway that had been uncovered in a recent dig. The symbols on it had been translated as meaning "To Avalon".
Surely the Quarrymen would love to eradicate the Gargoyles on Avalon, the population of Manhattan would most likely take care of the Gargoyles here, if they showed their faces. The Illuminati would finance the whole assault, on one condition, the destruction of the Fae.
"It looks magnificent, is this why you summoned me," said Castaway as he entered the chamber.
"It is. Its not what you expect?"
"No," said Castaway annoyance creeping into his polite voice," What is it?"
"The Gateway to Avalon, the mystical Island of the Fae."
"This means what to me? I could be stirring the hearts of the angry mob that is Manhattan. The murder of Margot Yale is doing wonders for the Quarrymen's popularity."
"Manhattan's Gargoyles can wait! I want your Quarrymen to go to Avalon to do two things. One is to destroy the Fae, the second is to destroy Avalon's Gargoyle population."
"Gargoyles," asked Castaway excitment now replacing the annoyed feeling.
"Yes, many more than those here in Manhattan. Besides it is as you said, the population of Manhattan is outraged, they will take care of the Gargoyles there. The Society is willing to provide a generous arsenal if you launch the attack, not to mention an even more generous monetary donation. Iron bullets to kill the wretched Fae, hovercraft, laser guns, fletchette pistols, more of your hammers, helicopters, missile launchers, grenades, armored personell carriers (APC's), and anything else you need for it."
"So when does the hunt begin," asked Castaway with a grin.
----
The Clan grieved for what Angela had done, until sunlight rose.
----
Coyote and Raven were walking on the outskirts of Avalon talking about all of the tricks they had played on mortals over the years when the Gateway opened. Neither stood a chance as iron bullets shrieked through the air. As the bullets tore through their bodies, their anguished screams reached throughout Avalon, and then they died.
Coming through the Gateway were hundreds of uniformed Quarrymen, fletchette pistols hanging beside their hammers on their right sides, electric guns on their other sides, and in their hands were uzis. Dozens of small hovercraft came through next, followed by a massive air fortress. Then came trucks full of supplies, motorcycles, and jeeps. Last came the attack helicopters, equipped with cloaking devices, laser cannons, mini nuke launchers (no radiation on the nukes when they explode), bomb bays filled with iron fragmentation grenades, and a Corinthian leather pilot seat.
Then the Gateway shut abruptly, exhaling a dark mist. It was official, the Quarrymen, had invaded Avalon. Now they were goign toe stablish a base of operations.
They began to unload the prefrabricated supplies from the trucks. Fences were set up, mines were laid, SAM (Surface to Air Missile) batteries were erected to shoot down aerial attacks, sandbags and mortar were used to create moderate and shabby surface bunkers, a command building was dug into the ground, and an automatic tracking and firing machine guns were installed around the base. Under the base sat generators, that powered it all.
One of the cloaked helicopters moved forward to scout, mapping out every part of Avalon. It sent the information back to the main base as it acquired the information. Then it came upon oberon's castle, and as luck would not have it, the cloaking device failed.
Oberon was standing upon the northern battlement of the castle when the helicopter appeared, he had been standing there in shock after feeling two of his children die. He then knew for sure that his island had been invaded, and that the invaders would pay dearly for their transgression.
He began to chant," WInds howl, and growl, so that it shall, rip them in two!"
With those words the wind began to howl like a soul forever being damned. Then the attack helicopter split in two due to the stress of the wind.
"Titania. That was the symbol of a mortal organziation known as the Quarrymen, and they have defiled my island!"
"I will inform the Gargoyles in Manhattan, with my Lord's permission," said Titania bowing," they have a score to settle with these Quarrymen."
"Do so! I will tell our children of this invasion. However," said Oberon frowning," there is the matter of how they got here...they could have only come through the Gateway of Tears, which would mean the Setara has been released."
"My Lord, you know of course, that it took both of our powers to seal the Setara for the first time," Titania's perpetual clam wearing thin with stresses.
"Go Titania," roared Oberon," the Dark One will wait until the chaos of battle, he did so before, as he will do now."
"Then I will go my Lord and do as you command," said Titania and then she disappeared in a bright flash of light.
Oberon looked out over Avalon, it was his island. He would fight for it, and so would his fellow Fae, he would be damned if he let it fall to mortals.
----
Chapter 2: End of an Era
"Waters rise, to their surprise, wipe out their base, to put them in their proper place!"
Oberon watched the tsunami form and then evaporate as lasers hit it.
"Hear me Avalon, heed thy master, to me be true. Grass kick their ass, weed heed thy need, destroy these mortal fools for me!"
Vines raced for the Quarrymen's base, but fell short as they were burned up by flamethrowers.
Oberon swore. Curse the technology that these mortals used, it was as potent as magick. They were like cockroaches, here in force, refusing to die.
Then he looked outward toward the Fae settlements on the outlying portions of Avalon. Mushroom clouds were rising above them.
Quarrymen began to rush for the castle, only a few dozen, but a well armed few dozen. Oberon singaled his archers, who ran to the castle edges, raining arrows down upon the Quarrymen, looks of determination etched into their faces.
The Quarrymen took cover behind some boulders assmebling pieces. That was when the mortar fire began, shells hammering the castle walls, a shell occasionally taking out a group of archers. The rest of the hovercraft swooped by the castle, raking it with their lasers.
Oberon chanted silently again, sending a sonic blast into missiles being launched at the castle, destroying both them and the hovercraft.
----
Chapter 3: Avalon Fallen
The Clan was just awakening from their stone sleep. Elisa smiled, never getting tired of it. Before greetings could even be given, Titania appeared with Angela.
"Greetings," said Titania.
"Highness," rumbled Goliath, looking at Angela.
"I have cured your daughter of the toxins that made her murderous..."
"Thank you," said Goliath relieved.
"But there is a price..." began Titania.
"Aye isn't there always," said Hudson.
"No price is too high to pay for the gift you have given me Queen Titania," said Goliath.
"You must help Avalon's defnders, for it has come under assault by mortals known as Quarrymen..."
"How could we help you," asked Elisa pointedly, cutting off Titania, but stating what was abviously on everyone's minds.
That was when in a second's time dark storm clouds gathered over the Earth. Lightning split the skies, and wind howled as if it were the tormented howls of damned souls. Then came a long thunderclap, so powerful that every mortal being on Earth fell to their knees.
"There is no longer time for discussion," said Titania, her voice strained," my Lord Oberon is dead."
She expanded a sphere of light around all of them and teleported herself with them into...a white space?
In that moment, it all flared into her mind. Oberon, the Avalon Gargoyles, and the Fae were doing battle with the Quarrymen on an open field. As bullets killed Oberon the Setara appeared, its dark misty form looming over all others. It began to fire beams into the island uncontrollably, and Avalon itself was bleeding. Then it destroyed the island and itself, and all those on the island. This white space was some sort of magickal limbo.
She willed them all back to Manhattan. She, the Clan, and Elisa appeared, hovering above the burning ruins of the once proud city, on January 1, 2004. Over a year after they had left it.
Sometimes hope is merely a defeat, shrouded in optimism. SOmetimes it is a victory soon to come. Sometimes, your only hope for the future, is within the past...
Isle of Sorrows (Originally Quarrymen in Avalon)
By: Pho galaxy889@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I only own the Illuminati Representative. Don't sue me, I don't claim to own the characters or even the Illuminati part of the Rep's name.
Chapter 1: Gateway of Tears
The Illuminati Representative smiled at the Gateway that had been uncovered in a recent dig. The symbols on it had been translated as meaning "To Avalon".
Surely the Quarrymen would love to eradicate the Gargoyles on Avalon, the population of Manhattan would most likely take care of the Gargoyles here, if they showed their faces. The Illuminati would finance the whole assault, on one condition, the destruction of the Fae.
"It looks magnificent, is this why you summoned me," said Castaway as he entered the chamber.
"It is. Its not what you expect?"
"No," said Castaway annoyance creeping into his polite voice," What is it?"
"The Gateway to Avalon, the mystical Island of the Fae."
"This means what to me? I could be stirring the hearts of the angry mob that is Manhattan. The murder of Margot Yale is doing wonders for the Quarrymen's popularity."
"Manhattan's Gargoyles can wait! I want your Quarrymen to go to Avalon to do two things. One is to destroy the Fae, the second is to destroy Avalon's Gargoyle population."
"Gargoyles," asked Castaway excitment now replacing the annoyed feeling.
"Yes, many more than those here in Manhattan. Besides it is as you said, the population of Manhattan is outraged, they will take care of the Gargoyles there. The Society is willing to provide a generous arsenal if you launch the attack, not to mention an even more generous monetary donation. Iron bullets to kill the wretched Fae, hovercraft, laser guns, fletchette pistols, more of your hammers, helicopters, missile launchers, grenades, armored personell carriers (APC's), and anything else you need for it."
"So when does the hunt begin," asked Castaway with a grin.
----
The Clan grieved for what Angela had done, until sunlight rose.
----
Coyote and Raven were walking on the outskirts of Avalon talking about all of the tricks they had played on mortals over the years when the Gateway opened. Neither stood a chance as iron bullets shrieked through the air. As the bullets tore through their bodies, their anguished screams reached throughout Avalon, and then they died.
Coming through the Gateway were hundreds of uniformed Quarrymen, fletchette pistols hanging beside their hammers on their right sides, electric guns on their other sides, and in their hands were uzis. Dozens of small hovercraft came through next, followed by a massive air fortress. Then came trucks full of supplies, motorcycles, and jeeps. Last came the attack helicopters, equipped with cloaking devices, laser cannons, mini nuke launchers (no radiation on the nukes when they explode), bomb bays filled with iron fragmentation grenades, and a Corinthian leather pilot seat.
Then the Gateway shut abruptly, exhaling a dark mist. It was official, the Quarrymen, had invaded Avalon. Now they were goign toe stablish a base of operations.
They began to unload the prefrabricated supplies from the trucks. Fences were set up, mines were laid, SAM (Surface to Air Missile) batteries were erected to shoot down aerial attacks, sandbags and mortar were used to create moderate and shabby surface bunkers, a command building was dug into the ground, and an automatic tracking and firing machine guns were installed around the base. Under the base sat generators, that powered it all.
One of the cloaked helicopters moved forward to scout, mapping out every part of Avalon. It sent the information back to the main base as it acquired the information. Then it came upon oberon's castle, and as luck would not have it, the cloaking device failed.
Oberon was standing upon the northern battlement of the castle when the helicopter appeared, he had been standing there in shock after feeling two of his children die. He then knew for sure that his island had been invaded, and that the invaders would pay dearly for their transgression.
He began to chant," WInds howl, and growl, so that it shall, rip them in two!"
With those words the wind began to howl like a soul forever being damned. Then the attack helicopter split in two due to the stress of the wind.
"Titania. That was the symbol of a mortal organziation known as the Quarrymen, and they have defiled my island!"
"I will inform the Gargoyles in Manhattan, with my Lord's permission," said Titania bowing," they have a score to settle with these Quarrymen."
"Do so! I will tell our children of this invasion. However," said Oberon frowning," there is the matter of how they got here...they could have only come through the Gateway of Tears, which would mean the Setara has been released."
"My Lord, you know of course, that it took both of our powers to seal the Setara for the first time," Titania's perpetual clam wearing thin with stresses.
"Go Titania," roared Oberon," the Dark One will wait until the chaos of battle, he did so before, as he will do now."
"Then I will go my Lord and do as you command," said Titania and then she disappeared in a bright flash of light.
Oberon looked out over Avalon, it was his island. He would fight for it, and so would his fellow Fae, he would be damned if he let it fall to mortals.
----
Chapter 2: End of an Era
"Waters rise, to their surprise, wipe out their base, to put them in their proper place!"
Oberon watched the tsunami form and then evaporate as lasers hit it.
"Hear me Avalon, heed thy master, to me be true. Grass kick their ass, weed heed thy need, destroy these mortal fools for me!"
Vines raced for the Quarrymen's base, but fell short as they were burned up by flamethrowers.
Oberon swore. Curse the technology that these mortals used, it was as potent as magick. They were like cockroaches, here in force, refusing to die.
Then he looked outward toward the Fae settlements on the outlying portions of Avalon. Mushroom clouds were rising above them.
Quarrymen began to rush for the castle, only a few dozen, but a well armed few dozen. Oberon singaled his archers, who ran to the castle edges, raining arrows down upon the Quarrymen, looks of determination etched into their faces.
The Quarrymen took cover behind some boulders assmebling pieces. That was when the mortar fire began, shells hammering the castle walls, a shell occasionally taking out a group of archers. The rest of the hovercraft swooped by the castle, raking it with their lasers.
Oberon chanted silently again, sending a sonic blast into missiles being launched at the castle, destroying both them and the hovercraft.
----
Chapter 3: Avalon Fallen
The Clan was just awakening from their stone sleep. Elisa smiled, never getting tired of it. Before greetings could even be given, Titania appeared with Angela.
"Greetings," said Titania.
"Highness," rumbled Goliath, looking at Angela.
"I have cured your daughter of the toxins that made her murderous..."
"Thank you," said Goliath relieved.
"But there is a price..." began Titania.
"Aye isn't there always," said Hudson.
"No price is too high to pay for the gift you have given me Queen Titania," said Goliath.
"You must help Avalon's defnders, for it has come under assault by mortals known as Quarrymen..."
"How could we help you," asked Elisa pointedly, cutting off Titania, but stating what was abviously on everyone's minds.
That was when in a second's time dark storm clouds gathered over the Earth. Lightning split the skies, and wind howled as if it were the tormented howls of damned souls. Then came a long thunderclap, so powerful that every mortal being on Earth fell to their knees.
"There is no longer time for discussion," said Titania, her voice strained," my Lord Oberon is dead."
She expanded a sphere of light around all of them and teleported herself with them into...a white space?
In that moment, it all flared into her mind. Oberon, the Avalon Gargoyles, and the Fae were doing battle with the Quarrymen on an open field. As bullets killed Oberon the Setara appeared, its dark misty form looming over all others. It began to fire beams into the island uncontrollably, and Avalon itself was bleeding. Then it destroyed the island and itself, and all those on the island. This white space was some sort of magickal limbo.
She willed them all back to Manhattan. She, the Clan, and Elisa appeared, hovering above the burning ruins of the once proud city, on January 1, 2004. Over a year after they had left it.
Sometimes hope is merely a defeat, shrouded in optimism. SOmetimes it is a victory soon to come. Sometimes, your only hope for the future, is within the past...