Stith (In the Stith Saga tales) meets another Mantrin named Tyrowe, who seems to be the perfect Mantrin to Stith. She find out that she is pregnant, and the couple decides to raise their family, when one fateful day, all that came crashing down. Another Mantrin walks into Stith's Weapon Shop and tries to warn her of her lover, when Tyrowe reveals himself. After a gun battle between Tyrowe and the Mantrin Noa, the two part. Stith after she closes her shop, is jumped and captured by Noa. Later, Stith is filled in on her past. How herself, Noa, Tyrowe, and Reya were artificially created, given extraordinary psionic powers when they finally awaken. Before Noa could go on, Tyrowe makes his way to them. After a hasty escape, the two retreat to Akima and Cale's house, where Stith previously lived. Tyrowe makes yet another guest appearance and captures Akima and Noa, leaving Stith and Cale to rescue them. After an intense battle, Tyrowe is finally shot dead, leaving the others with few injuries. Days later, a mysterious Akrennian takes Tyrowe's corspe from the morgue, knowing full well of his abilities. Several months later, Jolrael, son of Stith and Tyrowe, was born. 20 years later is when we begin our story……..
Jolrael sat up in his bed, legs draped over the side and touching the ground, and was deep in thought. He was twenty years (in human years) old, 7'9", icy blue eyes and a slim build. He was thinking about his upcoming bonding with his lovely mate, Tryn, who laid on the other side of the bed. The couple had been together for only eight months and were now carving their love in stone. Even though it was several days away, Jol was nervous, like anyone else in his position. His mind drifted a little, thinking about his late mother, Stith. He wished she could see her now, with a loving mate and still running the successful family business. He knew that his stepparents, Akima and Cale, along with their daughter, would attend. Jolrael then felt the shifting of weight on the bed, Tyrn had awakened and rolled over to see her mate sitting half nude on the bed. She wrapped an arm around his waist and kissed his side
"Morning, hun." She whispered
Jolrael bent down and kissed her softly on the beak "Morning to you too, love." He quietly replied. He laid back down on the bed and held Tryn as she looked into his eyes.
"Are you still nervous about the bond?" she asked
"No, not at all, just thinking is all."
"Thinking about the bond."
"Nooo."
"Yeees."
Jolrael laughed and sighed "You got me pegged. Yeah, I am."
Tryn kissed the tip of his beak again "You know that you shouldn't be worried about it, everything's gonna be fine." She said.
Jolrael smiled at her "I know. I know." He said.
Tryn was almost 21 (in human years), she had deep green eyes, 7'7" and had a nice physique. The two met one day when she moved in next to Jolrael's apartment. The two literally ran into each other and fell in love instantly. Jol had always cherished Tyrn, and he knew she did also.
"Come here, big guy." She said, getting on top of Jolrael, then bending down to kiss him "I swear to you that everything's going to be fine."
"I know, you said that already. I was just thinking of after that." He said, holding her by her sides, her night gown keeping away his touch on her skin.
Tryn kissed him again "You mean the honeymoon?"
Jol laughed lightly and smiled "No, I mean when we have a child."
Tryn stopped for a minute and smiled, gazing warmly into his eyes as she placed her hands on his chest and rubbed gently "A child? Why is that something to worry about?"
Jolrael gently kissed Tyrn "Well, it is a big step."
She placed a hand on his cheek "Don't worry about it, you'll make a wonderful father."
Jolrael smiled and brought his hand up to his cheek, quickly holding Tryn's gentle hand "And you'll make an even greater mother…" he said. The two slowly brought their beaks together to lock in a passionate kiss. Tryn wrapped her arms around her lover's neck, while Jol wrapped his arms around her waist. The two broke the embrace, both smiling.
"Love you." Jolrael mentioned, Tryn smiled "I know you do."
The two locked back into another kiss, more loving and deeper than before, as the two placed their hands over each other's bodies. Jolrael slid his hands up Tryn's night gown, going slowly from up her legs to her waist. Tryn broke the kiss as Jol looked at her, she returned the glance "And I love you too." She whispered. Tryn gave Jolrael a kiss on his beak before she reached down to the edge's of her gown and slowly pulled it over her head, removing it. Despite the figure before him, Jolrael still locked his eyes to hers.
"I know you do." He replied finally. The two kissed again, pulling the covers over themselves as they continued heating up their passion. Tryn's hands glided down to Jolrael's pants and began to slowly undo them. Jolrael was in Heaven when he was with her, no matter what the circumstances. Tryn was the light in Jolrael's life, and he has no plans what so ever to lose her…..
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Akima and Cale Tucker lived inside a new house, since their old one was trashed 20 years ago, plus they had planned on relocating anyways. Akima, Cale, and Dawn, their daughter, lived in this modest household. Stith used to live with them, of course, until her untimely death. This struck Akima hard, as her only friend that she knew was forever gone. It took Cale awhile to finally console the saddened Akima. Somehow, Akima moved on, realizing that her friend was in a better place.
Dawn was, overall, a wonderful child. Smart, beautiful, and realistic, Dawn always received high marks in her studies and had a good social life. Akima and Cale were both at the age of 40, the wear of age slightly showed on their faces, while Dawn was only 18.
A knock suddenly came to their door on this day. Akima walked to the door and looked into the security monitor. No one was outside. Akima grunted in displeasement and began to walk off, when the same knock came to their door. Akima once again checked, no one.
"That's it, these damn kids are getting it." She said to herself as she opened the door. When she threw the door open, a large Mantrin figure stood there. How the camera missed him was anybody's guess, then she looked at the face, and immediately recognized him.
"Cale!!" Akima yelled, then was immediately stopped by some invisible force as she tried to run off. The Mantrin walked in and grabbed Akima by the throat, raising her into the air.
Mechanical replacements and wiring took over half his body, a little under half his skull replaced by metal. His hands were equipped with bladed claws, and devices inside his head enhanced his senses. His left eye was an eerie red coloration, while the other seemed to show no soul inside.
Cale rushed in, gun drawn. He gasped at the sight, took aim and fired. The laser fire dissipated before they even reached the two. The Mantrin raised his hand at Cale, while keeping his eyes locked on Akima. The gun Cale was holding was suddenly ripped from his hands and found its way into the attacker's hand. He fired the pistol three times, each shot searing through Cale's body, causing the human to fall to the ground in pain. The shots hit his shoulder, stomach, and arm.
"Caaaaale!!!" Akima shouted with all her strength as the Mantrin kept his grip on her throat.
"Now, if you both want to die right now, I suggest you tell me where I can find my son." he said, throwing the aged Akima to the ground. He walked over and kicked Akima in the stomach, causing the air to rush out of her lungs, making her gasp for air. The Mantrin walked over to the fallen and bleeding Cale. He picked him up, using one hand only, then tossed him to the nearest wall effortlessly.
"Stop!!" Akima yelled as she continued to gather more air.
The Mantrin walked back over to Akima, her body lifted into the air, using no muscle to pick her up. Like she floated in mid air "My son's location, or your husband's grizzly death, quickly followed by yours." He said.
Akima nodded "Ok, ok, please just don't hurt him anymore …please.."
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Jolrael woke up an hour or so later to a knocking on his apartment door. Tyrn was nuzzled up close to him, her head on his chest and her arm around his body. He smiled and petted her head gently. He freed himself from her grasp and got up, putting his pants and shirt back on. The knock kept going "I'm here, hold on a minute." He said as he walked to the door. He opened the door to the vision of two humans, dressed in police apparel.
"Mr. Jolrael?" the one on the left asked
Jolrael nodded, it wasn't everyday police showed up to his door "Yes, is there a problem, officers?"
"There's been an incident over at your stepparent's house." the one on the right mentioned. Jolrael's eyes widened "What do you mean? What happened? Are they ok!?"
The officer on the left held up his hand "Sir, please calm down.."
"How can I calm down!? My stepparents maybe dead, but you two won't even tell me!"
"Sir, we're gonna ask you to come with us and we'll take you down to the station to…
"To arrest me for attempted murder?"
"No, to meet your family down there."
"Oh," Jolrael looked around "I-I'm sorry officers, I really am…"
"Its ok, we understand, now if you'll come with us…"
"Oh, yeah, sure…hold on a sec."
Jolrael walked over to Tryn and nearly shook her shoulder to awaken her from slumber, but he stopped, looking at her peaceful and docile form. He decided to not bother her and to just leave a note, besides, it would take even more time for her to get dressed, and Jol wanted to see his family immediately. He wrote:
Tryn,
Family emergency came up, didn't want to wake you
Be back ASAP
Jol.
After he set it in her hand gently, he kissed her on the cheek and quietly slipped out of the apartment.
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Jolrael got to the police department and rushed in, there he found Akima and Dawn sitting and waiting. Akima was in tears, while Dawn tried to comfort her mother. Jolrael's expression showed sadness as he walked over to the two. Dawn got up and hugged Jol "It's horrible." She said. Jolrael hugged her back and nuzzled her cheek with his beak gently "It'll be okay." He repiled.
He sat down next to Akima, she buried her head into his shoulder and wrapped her arms around him tightly as she sobbed. Dawn sat next to Jol "What happened?" he asked her.
"Someone broke into our house and attacked mom and dad. Dad was shot, and mom got beat up a bit." She replied. Jolrael nodded as he petted his stepmother's head gently as she cried "Where's Cale now?"
"In the hospital, they say he's in critical condition," she got up close to Jolrael's ear and whispered "They don't know if he'll….live th-hough the night.." she choked out and cried slightly. Jolrael held her as well as she cried "I know how you're feeling, it hurts me too.." he said. Jolrael never cried before, he's always kept his feelings to himself and stayed cool during any situation. He wanted to cry for the pain this person caused upon his family, but couldn't. He sat and comforted his broken-hearted stepmother and sister.
Finally, Akima brought her head up from Jolrael's shoulder. Her face had cuts and bruises, her eyes were reddened by the tears. She wiped her eyes "Jol….he came looking for you."
Jolrael looked at her in a serious expression "What did he want with me?"
Akima looked away from Jol and closed her eyes "I-it was your father…Tyrowe."
The mention of his father's name echoed through his mind "My-my father? Impossible…he's dead, you told me he was."
Akima shook her head "No! He isn't! He's very much alive! The police won't even believe me because they think it's so outrageous!"
"It is a pretty big tale, Akima."
"Please, you've got to believe me! You've got to! He wanted to know where you lived, so I gave it to him because he might have killed my husband. But now…." She said. Akima choked on the last few words and cried on Jolrael's shoulder
"Where were you during this?" he asked Dawn.
She wiped her eyes, the make-up on her eyes slightly washed off "I was coming home from work when I noticed the door was totally open. I ran in and found mom in tears, and dad was bleeding on the ground. I called the emergency police line and they got there quick."
Despite the extravagant tale, Jolrael believed his broken stepmother "You told him where I lived?"
Akima nodded "I didn't want Cale to die."
Then it hit him. Tryn.
"Oh no. I gotta go, now!" he said, getting up.
Dawn grabbed his arm "Where are you going?" Jol looked at her "If Tyrowe, or whomever this person is, is heading to my place, then Tryn might be in trouble." He said. Akima gasped slightly "You better go then, better safe than sorry." Dawn replied. He gave them both a quick kiss on the cheek and ran out of the station. He ran as fast as he could, it struck him that it would be easier to get a cab, but his survival instincts were kicking in and he just kept running till his heart throbbed and his veins pumped battery acid. He got to his apartment complex and darted for the iElevator. He ran in and the elevator started going up to his room. He caught his breath as he watched the numbers speedily head towards the designated floor. The ting of the iElevator rang out as the doors opened up, he ran out and headed towards his room. His heart stopped as he halted near his apartment.
The door was torn off its hinges, and thrown down the hall. "Tryn…" he muttered to himself as he walked towards the broken entrance of his home and walked in. The room was in total dark besides the light beaming in from the hallway. He flipped the switch on. The lights illuminated the room as he looked around in utter horror. The place was trashed, as if signs of a struggle. He walked to the bedroom he last left her, as before, he flipped on the lights to find the room was trashed. But now, traces of blood were visible on the sheets. He looked at the bed, as if he couldn't believe it. He backed up to the wall and slid down, sitting on the floor.
"Tryn…Please God, let her be safe." He said to himself. He was faced with the horrible reality that Tryn might be dead, a future without her wasn't what he wanted to live through. He slid back up slowly and walked over to the bed, his ears and tail drooped as he walked over. The note he'd left was now on the dresser next to the bed. He picked it up and looked at, there was writing on the back of it. He flipped it over:
After twenty years, I've finally found you. I'm coming for you, son.
Jolrael looked in disbelief, Akima was right, it was his father. He was after him, and now he had his mate and knew everything about his location. Jolrael backed out of the room and ran out of his home, he was no longer safe there. He ran to the iElevator, but the unit tinged and the door opened. Jolrael moved backward slightly and stared at the figure as he walked out. "What's the matter? You look like you've seen a ghost, son." He said. Akima was dead right. Tyrowe, the supposedly dead father, was looking for Jolrael.
And he found him.
To Be Continued…..