Okay, I hope everyone's on the right track now. Seeing as how I've got some new inspiration, I'm going in a new direction with this fic. So expect to see some angst and a possible ratings change. I hope you like this chapter, BTW. Kat gets to explain her origins a little. Not all the way though, but I'll get to it in total, eventually. Enjoi!
The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Next Chapter
Part 5.
"Carpe Noctem. Latin for Seize the Night!"
Count Von Krolock. Dance of the Vampires.
ON BOARD CENTARI 4.
ON ROUTE TO ROME, ITALY.
OCTOBER 3, 2055.
The Centari 4 was cruising along smoothly at an altitude that put them well beyond normal radar readings. In the training deck, Kat was busy working out, so she could keep up with this younger generation. As she let loose a road-house kick on the punching bag, Pan and Danny walked in. They had gotten close over the last few days. That was logical, see as how they were the only teenagers in a group full of old fogies. They carried on a conversation while Kat kept to herself. But still, she couldn't help but to listen a little.
"... then I kicked him down to the floor and broke his nose! Ha, that was one a' the best fights I eva had." Danny laughed, remembering the triumph of beating her high school's resident bully/football team captain. Pan giggled.
"So did you get in trouble?"
"Are you kiddin'? I was suspended for a week. Well, guess now you'd call it a permanent suspension." Pan looked confused.
"Why?"
"Cuz that wuz the week I died." Danny said, smiling sarcastically. Pan gazed down, feeling bad that she'd ever brought it up. Danny just shrugged and headed out of the room, to the kitchen, hopping to find some raw meat. Pan turned her attention to Kat.
She watched in amazement as this 68 year old woman unleashed this fury of kicks, punches, jabs, and head-butts on to the defenseless punching bag. Pan had to slap herself to snap out of it.
"So you gonna say something, or should I just wing it?" Kat asked out of nowhere. Pan gulped and thought she might as well speak her mind.
"If you don't mind me asking, um... are you human?" Kat stopped her work out. She turned her gaze to Pan, looking ever so menacing. Pan gulped again. "Well, I mean, well, you seem to be able to stuff no other old ladies could do. So I thought I'd just ask."
Kat got this look on her face that said 'So some one finally hets curious'. Kat picked up her water bottle and took a long drink. She sat down on the bench, indicating that she wanted Pan to sit down, too.
"You see kid. I'm a darkling."
"A what?" Pan asked.
"A darkling. It's a term used to describe werewolves, vampires, changelings, fairies, and every other magical, mythical creature you've ever heard of."
"Yeah, but were do you come in on that? You're human." Kat sighed.
"Because I'm related to all of them through a common ancestor." Pan was very confused. Kat rolled her eyes and explained nice and slow.
"You see, after God created human kind, Lucifer rebelled and got his bum-ass kicked outta heaven, and he took some other angels with him, right?"
"Yeah." Pan said.
"Well, a couple of angels rebelled against Lucifer. They were Erfael and Nazrael. The Gray Angels."
"They Gray Angels? Why were they called that?" Kat was getting tired of having to explain everything, but
"You see, Good and Evil is White and Black. But between those two is the Gray Area. Where good and evil are side by side. That's means pretty much every living person on earth. So if God and Satan are White and Black, that means every one else is Gray. Not all good, not all evil. You getting all this kid, or am just speakin' Portuguese?"
Pan sat quietly, trying to absorb everything she'd just heard. After about three minuets, she spoke.
"Okay, so all monsters, and spirits, and stuff like that, all have those two angels as common ancestor's? Like humans have Adam and Eve?"
"You got that much right." Kat commented on Pans' ability to process that info. Pan continued.
"And you're also descended from Erfael and Nazreal."
"Right."
"But you're human?"
"Well, mostly human." Pan was silenced again.
"You see, I have all the powers of all the other darkling species. But seeing as how I'm mostly human, I don't have a lot of the weaknesess. Kinda like Blade, that dhampire hunter guy."
"Oh, okay. I think I get it now." Kat nodded.
"Good. Now beat it kid, your harshing my buzz." Kat got up and usherd Pan out of the gym. Once Pan was gone, Kat went back to beating the punching bag senseless.
'Young people.' Kat thought to herself. 'Always gotta put there noses in where they got no business puttin' it.' But what Kat was really upset over was the fact that every time she remembered the origins of her powers, she would remember her own origins.
She stopped working out and went over to the table were she sat down all the contents of her pockets. She picked up her wallet and took out a picture. In it was a younger, seventeen year old version of herself, along with four older men.
One was about 6 foot 2, a weight lifters body, blue eyes, and black hair, and he looked about late 30's ish.
Another was slightly younger. He had a slightly middle-east white guy look, black hair, and brown eyes.
The third was a thin, blonde hair, blue eyes, and was about mid-30's. He looked like a young Robert Englund.
The third and youngest guy had very tan skin, long black hair, and also had a slight weight lifters body.
They were all acting goofy, slacking off and being kids in general. Kat sighed sadly and put the picture back her wallet. She left the gym and headed back to her room for a shower. They were about a day away from Rome, so she wanted to get her mind off her past. She had a bad feeling that they might have a run in with the bad guys.
And when she had a bad feeling, she was usually right.
Viola! Chapter 5, complete! I hope I don't have a brainfart soon and get disinterested, again. If you all keep reviewing me, maybe that won't happen. I hope. Next chap, I promise to get some action in. I know all you major LXG fans will love my next OC, he'll seem very familiar. Well, see you soon
Owari!
The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Next Chapter
Part 5.
"Carpe Noctem. Latin for Seize the Night!"
Count Von Krolock. Dance of the Vampires.
ON BOARD CENTARI 4.
ON ROUTE TO ROME, ITALY.
OCTOBER 3, 2055.
The Centari 4 was cruising along smoothly at an altitude that put them well beyond normal radar readings. In the training deck, Kat was busy working out, so she could keep up with this younger generation. As she let loose a road-house kick on the punching bag, Pan and Danny walked in. They had gotten close over the last few days. That was logical, see as how they were the only teenagers in a group full of old fogies. They carried on a conversation while Kat kept to herself. But still, she couldn't help but to listen a little.
"... then I kicked him down to the floor and broke his nose! Ha, that was one a' the best fights I eva had." Danny laughed, remembering the triumph of beating her high school's resident bully/football team captain. Pan giggled.
"So did you get in trouble?"
"Are you kiddin'? I was suspended for a week. Well, guess now you'd call it a permanent suspension." Pan looked confused.
"Why?"
"Cuz that wuz the week I died." Danny said, smiling sarcastically. Pan gazed down, feeling bad that she'd ever brought it up. Danny just shrugged and headed out of the room, to the kitchen, hopping to find some raw meat. Pan turned her attention to Kat.
She watched in amazement as this 68 year old woman unleashed this fury of kicks, punches, jabs, and head-butts on to the defenseless punching bag. Pan had to slap herself to snap out of it.
"So you gonna say something, or should I just wing it?" Kat asked out of nowhere. Pan gulped and thought she might as well speak her mind.
"If you don't mind me asking, um... are you human?" Kat stopped her work out. She turned her gaze to Pan, looking ever so menacing. Pan gulped again. "Well, I mean, well, you seem to be able to stuff no other old ladies could do. So I thought I'd just ask."
Kat got this look on her face that said 'So some one finally hets curious'. Kat picked up her water bottle and took a long drink. She sat down on the bench, indicating that she wanted Pan to sit down, too.
"You see kid. I'm a darkling."
"A what?" Pan asked.
"A darkling. It's a term used to describe werewolves, vampires, changelings, fairies, and every other magical, mythical creature you've ever heard of."
"Yeah, but were do you come in on that? You're human." Kat sighed.
"Because I'm related to all of them through a common ancestor." Pan was very confused. Kat rolled her eyes and explained nice and slow.
"You see, after God created human kind, Lucifer rebelled and got his bum-ass kicked outta heaven, and he took some other angels with him, right?"
"Yeah." Pan said.
"Well, a couple of angels rebelled against Lucifer. They were Erfael and Nazrael. The Gray Angels."
"They Gray Angels? Why were they called that?" Kat was getting tired of having to explain everything, but
"You see, Good and Evil is White and Black. But between those two is the Gray Area. Where good and evil are side by side. That's means pretty much every living person on earth. So if God and Satan are White and Black, that means every one else is Gray. Not all good, not all evil. You getting all this kid, or am just speakin' Portuguese?"
Pan sat quietly, trying to absorb everything she'd just heard. After about three minuets, she spoke.
"Okay, so all monsters, and spirits, and stuff like that, all have those two angels as common ancestor's? Like humans have Adam and Eve?"
"You got that much right." Kat commented on Pans' ability to process that info. Pan continued.
"And you're also descended from Erfael and Nazreal."
"Right."
"But you're human?"
"Well, mostly human." Pan was silenced again.
"You see, I have all the powers of all the other darkling species. But seeing as how I'm mostly human, I don't have a lot of the weaknesess. Kinda like Blade, that dhampire hunter guy."
"Oh, okay. I think I get it now." Kat nodded.
"Good. Now beat it kid, your harshing my buzz." Kat got up and usherd Pan out of the gym. Once Pan was gone, Kat went back to beating the punching bag senseless.
'Young people.' Kat thought to herself. 'Always gotta put there noses in where they got no business puttin' it.' But what Kat was really upset over was the fact that every time she remembered the origins of her powers, she would remember her own origins.
She stopped working out and went over to the table were she sat down all the contents of her pockets. She picked up her wallet and took out a picture. In it was a younger, seventeen year old version of herself, along with four older men.
One was about 6 foot 2, a weight lifters body, blue eyes, and black hair, and he looked about late 30's ish.
Another was slightly younger. He had a slightly middle-east white guy look, black hair, and brown eyes.
The third was a thin, blonde hair, blue eyes, and was about mid-30's. He looked like a young Robert Englund.
The third and youngest guy had very tan skin, long black hair, and also had a slight weight lifters body.
They were all acting goofy, slacking off and being kids in general. Kat sighed sadly and put the picture back her wallet. She left the gym and headed back to her room for a shower. They were about a day away from Rome, so she wanted to get her mind off her past. She had a bad feeling that they might have a run in with the bad guys.
And when she had a bad feeling, she was usually right.
Viola! Chapter 5, complete! I hope I don't have a brainfart soon and get disinterested, again. If you all keep reviewing me, maybe that won't happen. I hope. Next chap, I promise to get some action in. I know all you major LXG fans will love my next OC, he'll seem very familiar. Well, see you soon
Owari!