The Elven Lady
The long road, it turned out, had an end after all. Two weeks of travel through everything from scorching plains of sand to icy capped hilltops had paid off. ahead, the deep woods awaited, trees as tall as the mightiest citadels, and as old as the land...
The Bar Maiden
The small village was hardly even worth noting with a point on the map. Located at the bottom of a valley between a pair of opposing mountain ranges, the only reason it was marked at all was due to the fact it happened to be located along the only...
Usurper
Many months had passed since the blizzard that had led to that fateful night. Everything was up in limbo now, and for the millionth time, Isiat sat in his bunker, wishing for all sake that she would have just run away with him. The dugout he had...
In a place, far, far from here...
Frustration. Anger. Blind and all encompassing fury. That was what had driven him out here at this time. The borders were secure. He knew they were secure. With his technology all but forming an invisible network of tripwires and sensors along the...
On flightless wings...
The back of the flatbed juddered as it rocked across the back roads towards the border, the heavy twelve cylinder engine rumbling loudly in the cool night air, echoing around the hills and making their exact position hard to tell to any who might have...
The Lost Temple
The jungle felt like the inside of a sauna set far too high with far too much steam. That was always her first impression of South America, or at least the regions that encompassed the ancient empires of the Aztec, Mayan, and Inca. She had been hacking...
Three is the best number
It wasn't every day that Isiat was actually home for his birthday. A few years prior, he'd been on deployment. The year after that, he'd been on active standby, and after that he'd been delayed getting home by bad weather, and hadn't arrived for...
No third wheel here... I'm back baby!
The long hallway down to the bedrooms was decorated with various pictures along its length; Shots from Isiat and his buddies in Iraq sitting astride a Chally' two tank. Isiat and Shadi at their wedding out in the countryside. Isiat, with his entire...
South of the Summer : Part 1
The sudden bump of the plane jostled her awake, suddenly paranoid something terrible was about to go wrong. The view out of the small porthole window quickly calmed the sea otter's nerves though, nothing but the sea of ice below them. The view hadn't...
Chain of Command Ch.4 : Meeting Expectations
"Oh, put your back into it Stryker! Fifteen! Sixteen! ALL THE WAY DOWN! None of this woman's pushup shit! Seventeen!" Major Stryker barked, one paw on the back of the feline's head as she bobbed above his prick, her head lowering into his lap with...
Karis "Rikka", the EOD Mongrel Fera Arctous Keynari.
Karis, "Ricochet" or "Rikka" for short, is a Feral Keynari of the Arctous Variety, that served alongside Isiat as a service dog of the British armed forces. Originally assigned to explosive ordnance disposal crews of the REME regiments, he later found...
Chain of Command Ch.3 : Earning Her Marks
Shadi stood in front of the ROTC instructor's office nervously, looking up at the two story white weatherboard house. It wasn't so much an office as it was a separate building from the rest of the school. It was Isiat's own little house, provided in...