The Lost Daemons

by thebooklord

5 years after The Amber Spyglass. A tale of Will and Lyra. Not an avarage get them back together ASAP but another threat to all that is good in the world... Chapter 5 up! AN: The story is fully called The Lost Daemons, but Lost In Past is another title.

4. Chapter 4: The Origins Of The Five

A/N: Two quick chapters in succession! They're small, but this isn't a novel.

Thanks for the reviews!

This chapter basically clears up the loose ends. It tells you about The Origins of The Five (obviously). It is set around and after Northern Lights (The Golden Compass).

Lost In Past

Chapter 4: The Origins of The Five The Bolvanger Institute

" And Cut."

The silver guillotine flew down and severed human and daemon. A cry of pain followed. Irrelevant to the scientists. They were doing what they had been paid to do.

Another child successfully separated. They dumped them. They were no longer useful. All sorts of kids they got here. The General Oblation Board took them all.

And the experiments were most interesting. They altered the daemons. Some died, but they were no great loss to the scientists.

But some survived. They changed them, made them powerful. Made them hate. They were going to be used as weapons to destroy all those who resisted the Authority.

And they could travel through the worlds, and make cuts like the subtle knife.

They would be magnificent.

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The lights flickered on. Pain. Light. Pain. Pain was all they knew. The Five daemons who had been chosen. Modifications were made. Their states would never fix. They were made to hate. Made to destroy all in their paths.

They had been separated from their humans for a very long time. They were dead, long dead. The daemons should be long dead. But they were kept forcibly alive. And what did the scientists get? Nothing. They didn't even discover the true purpose of Dust.

The thing is, they were getting nowhere and creating their own worst enemy, who would rise to destroy the worlds.

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Later…

Bolvanger was damaged and almost destroyed. But 10 cages remained. Stayed for years and years. The humans were long dead, but the edited, mutated daemons survived.

Clocks ticked away the dark years… months and months they had been imprisoned. But now one of them had escaped. She quickly unlocked all other cages. Four of them awoke. The rest were gone.

Over the dark and dusty years, these daemons tried desperately to break down the walls.

They grew mad. Mad and vengeful. They had a right to be.

And so they decided. They must destroy all conscious life. Every living being.