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Chess With Agatha (Chapter XXIX) – Diligence

Posted in Chess With Agatha, Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, Novel, Story, Writing with tags on June 27, 2012 by darkjade68

Chess With Agatha

And The Dark Fortress Of Doom…

A Novel by DarkJade

Chapter XXIX – Diligence (This Chapter Is a Bit Longer than the Norm, but I felt it was Needed)

THE KINGDOM OF NORAWYN

IN THE NORTH LANDS

KING ETERR’S CASTLE

THE ROYAL DUNGEON

Agatha awakens in the dark of a dungeon… She reaches for her head, which is wounded.

“Hello my Daughter…” her father’s voice suddenly breaks the silence.

She looks behind her, and starts to stand, but realizes that she is chained.

Before her, is the Golden Haired Visage of her Father, King Elias…

Wounded, Beaten and tired… He’s able to crack a slight smile at her.

At first she can not speak… Her leather clothing is also torn, but her golden hair lays upon her shoulders, and her blue eyes are able to muster a sparkle for her Father…

“Father?” she asks, but knows that it is true.

“It’s been a long time… And you do look different without your flowing black hair…” The King speaks.

She smiles slightly “The Black returns when I am angry, or in battle…”.

“Yes…” he replies “Cough Cough” he coughs, as his head falls, as he is weak.

Agatha stretches her chains in hopes to reach him “Father…”

His face raises again “It’s ok Agatha… Everything will be ok” he assures her.

She begins to shake her head “No… I have Failed you Father….” she replies, as she bows her head in shame.

“You have penetrated King Eterr’s Castle, hardly scathed, killed his Archers and Beholder… I hardly think you’ve “Failed” me…” he speaks to her in his calm Fatherly voice, like none other could.

She looks at him “I wish I could remember you… But I… I can’t” she bows her head again.

“Part of you is still in the Realm of Earth… Until you have finished what you have there… You will never truly be home” he explains.

“But My Parents?” she questions.

“Agamemnon is your Father there… He… Is me…” he continues.

Agatha sits, and puts her face in her hands “I feel as though I’m being torn in half”

“Well… You are” he says.

With this she looks up at him “And My Mother?… My… Real Mother?”

The King does not reply at first… “Another time My Daughter”

“That’s what Agamemnon said” she replies in frustration.

THE ROYAL THRONE ROOM

Queen Sorceress Obamna sits in the Throne… To her left, The Shadow Wizard whom has two eyes… And the Gorgon, who is in some form of wakeful sleep, as to not turn anyone to stone. Hanging upside down from the Ceiling, is the Body of Jodan… The Lycanthrope… Slain.

To Her right, The One Eyed Shadow Wizard…. And Morr in a Cell of Magical Sunlight, Captured and barely conscious.

“ENTER WIZARD!” she calls out towards the entrance, which is closed.

The doors open, and it is The Blue Wizard Hemmingbyrd, staff in hand…

With him is Sir Elm of Tardenwhal, his great sword upon his back, and King Eterr chained with his arms behind his back.

The remaining Four Knights of The Dark Fortress of Doom also enter the Chamber.

“My King…” The Queen speaks under her breath.

King Eterr is silent, but scopes out the room.

Also entering the chamber are the Dragon’s Moskk, and Tu Masa, both in their human form.

Iliad the Fool also wanders into the room, but stands off in the back.

“I suppose you wish to request a “Trade”…” speaks Queen Sorceress Obamna.

Hemmingbyrd takes note of Jodan’s body hanging from the ceiling, then gazes darkly at The Queen.

She follows his gaze, then returns it to him.

“War is Hell… Now make your Proposal” she demands.

“We request a Trade… King Eterr, for our King Elias, his Daughter, Agatha… And Morr…” speaks Hemmingbyrd planely.

“HaHaHa!!” she laughs darkly, and looks at her Shadow Wizards, who both squint their eyes darkly.

“Now that’s hardly fair now… Is it” she states blankly.

“No, here is how it will go… You will release King Eterr to me, and I shall fetch your Gallant King Elias from our lowly Dungeon…” she explains.

All are quiet.

THE ROYAL DUNGEON

As Agatha sits, her head bowed down, Iliad’s voice appears in her head.

Sorry Agatha…”

Agatha’s head rises in a jolt.

“Iliad?? Where are you” she replies to him in her mind.

“It has to be this way Agatha…” speaks her Father.

Agatha looks at her Father with desperate bright blue eyes, her hair slowly starting to turn black.

“I will not forget you” Iliad speaks for the last time.

“Iliad?? Iliad what are you doing?? ILIAD!!” she yells to him in her mind, but he does not reply.

THE ROYAL THRONE ROOM

“Take me for the Girl…” suddenly Iliad’s voice comes from the back of the room, as he steps forward.

He discards his Fools hat to the floor as he approaches… It jingles as it hits the ground.

JINGLE JINGLE

“Stand back Iliad… I will handle this” speaks Hemmingbyrd, but to no avail… Iliad now stands some forty feet from the throne.

King Eterr seems bored by this, and his mind kind of wanders off.

“And Who… Might you be” questions the Queen, obviously unimpressed.

“Well… Technically speaking… I am a “Bishop” within the Scheme of the “Game”… I am the Second Magician, of Agatha’s choosing” he explains earnestly.

“Iliad…. What are you doing” speaks Hemmingbyrd in Iliad’s mind, but he ignores him.

The Queen just sits there staring at him.

“And the Girl… HaHa… She is no “Queen” like yourself… No… She is but a Girl, who doesn’t even remember this place… She has but played the “Role” of something more, than she actually is” he forces a smile at the Queen.

King Eterr finally looks over at the Fool, and sighs.

But the Queen begins to Anger at this conversation, her eyes beginning to brew a dark purple flame.

“So what I offer you is Me… For The Girl, who will surely return to her New Realm, never to be seen again” Iliad starts to sweat now, noting the Queen’s anger.

“ILIAD!” yells Hemmingbyrd in the Fool’s mind.

“ILIAD!!!!!” also yells Agatha within his mind, all of which is greatly distracting, but he is diligent... Yes, he is Strong. With this he smiles slightly at the Queen, with confident joy, that she will surely agree to the arrangement.

Suddenly Queen Sorceress Olamna stands “I’ll do one better…” she speaks, and then smacks her Dark Serpent Staff against the floor of the Throne room.

KLONGGG!!” and a great swirling purple fire surrounds the fool, taking him into the air, and in one terrible burst of green and lavender fire, burns him to ashes.

“NOOOO!!!” Sir Elm yells, and moves forward with his Great Sword… But the Shadow Wizards are quick to Hold him where he stands with great blue magical light.

“I Trade Your Bishop… And Give You Your Rook…” suddenly the prison of magical sunlight disappears, and Morr is free.

“Which is more valuable than your Bishop” she continues.

“Iliad… No” Morr says under his breath as he slumps to the floor.

“Count me as generous… But the Girl, is Mine!!” states the Queen as she sits back down…

Suddenly Morr begins to look more human than like a Vampire… No, he now takes on the look of a Most Noble Knight, his Armor Silver, and Ornate… His hair no longer a dark black, but a dark wavy brown.

King Eterr takes note… “No…” he says under his breath.

And The Young Blue Wizard Hemmingbyrd begins to turn much, much older, which immediately catches the attention of the Shadow Wizards who look at one another in fear…

King Eterr steps forward… “What man was this Our Queen has slain?”

One of the Dark Fortress of Doom Knights steps forward “He was but a Fool… King Elias’s Fool to be precise”

King Eterr is speechless.

Suddenly Queen Sorceress Olamna steps forward “WHAT!!! WHAT WAS THE FOOL DOING WITH YOU IN THE GUISE OF ONE OF YOUR MAGICIANS!!” she demands.

Hemmingbyrd seeming as though he has just awoken from a great sleep, strokes his very grey beard, and notes his Great White Staff of Jundo, which has replaced the one he had held before.

“The Curse… Has been broken” speaks Hemmingbyrd.

THE DARK FORTRESS OF DOOM

Suddenly the Dark Fortress of Doom, sheds its Darkness, and turns back to a Great White, Beautiful, and Peaceful Castle… Its Gargoyals Turn to Angels… Its Shadows, turn to light.

DarkJade-

PICTURE CREDIT – The Warrior King

Prologue

Chapter One – The Protector

Chapter Two – Another Life

Chapter 2.5 - Hemmingbyrd’s Dream

Chapter Three – Check

Chapter Four – Hunting for Unicorns

Chapter Five – The Coming of Agatha

Chapter 5.5  – A Fool’s Heart

Chapter Six – Table Manners

Chapter Seven – Elias

Chapter Eight – West Bound

Chapter Nine – Red And Blue Forest

Chapter X – Yokade Labyrinth

Chapter XI – Vanishing Sky

Chapter XII – The Curse

Chapter XIII – The Minotaur Orft

Chapter XIV – Queen Sorceress Olamna

Chapter XV – The Final Piece

Chapter XVI – Agatha Rising

Chapter XVII – The Dragon Truth

Chapter XVIII – The Grey Dragon Tu Masa

Chapter XIX - The Stand In King

Chapter XX – The Game

Chapter XXI - Infiltrate

Chapter XXII – Into The Belly of The Beast

Chapter XXIII - Blood Games

Chapter XXIV – Stone Cold

Chapter XXV – Behold The Golem

Chapter XXVI - Iliad

Chapter XXVII – Trials

Chapter XXVIII – Shadow Wizards

Chapter XXX – Checkmate

Chapter XXXI - Farewells – The Conclusion

 

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Paid To Play – Sister?

Posted in Baseball, Blog Series, Entertainment, Fiction, Love, Paid To Play, Writing with tags on June 27, 2012 by darkjade68

Paid To Play 

by DarkJade

Sister?

 

 

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GAME RESULTS

6-19 – (Win) ANGELS 12, SF 5 Sean Goes 2-4 With a Double, 2 RBI’S

6-20 – (Win) ANGELS 6, SF 0 Sean Goes 0-3 With a Walk

6-22 (Win) ANGELS 8, LA DODGERS 5 Sean Goes 1-3 With a Walk 1 RBI

6-23 (Loss) LA DODGERS 3, ANGELS 1 Backup Catcher Plays Goes 0-3

6-24 (Win) ANGELS 5, LA DODGERS 3 Sean Goes 1-3 2 RBI’S With His First Major League Home Run

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SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA

6-25-2012

8:03am

Sean McClure lays in bed tossing a baseball up into the air, over and over again… He’s wearing white boxers, and has no shirt on.

“So I’m batting about a .235 since I’ve gotten to Los Angeles, a bit lower than my lifetime average in the Minors, but that’s to be expected… But I did hit my first Major League Home Run last night… Wow…”

He catches the ball and looks at it.

“And that kid was nice enough to sell it to me after the game… I think I can live without that particular $40…”

He gets up and puts on some dark blue sweat pants, and a red Angel’s T-Shirt.

8:30am

Sean finishes up some cereal, and Orange Juice, and jets out the door.

“No game today, but I’m headen to the Park to work in some Batting Practice, and maybe a run”

He gets into some sort of a Toyota two door sedan.

“I miss my Truck… But if I’m going to be driving from Santa Monica, to Anaheim when I’m in town, as the weather is so nice here I decided to rent a place here, the gas millage is better on this thing…”

9:15am

Sean is sitting in traffic.

“I don’t actually mind the traffic… It gives me time to think… And I’ve got a lot to think about… Greg Sonders is going to meet me for a drink after Practice today, and then we’re going to head to a little Italian Restaurant called “Luigi’s”, to meet this girl that says she’s my Sister…”

He shakes his head to himself.

“Listen to me… “This Girl”… Nice Sean…”

Just then he notices a little kid waving around a Baseball Mitt at him from the car next to him.

Sean smiles and waves to him, and then the kids Dad realizes, that the kid had recognized Sean McClure as the Angel’s Replacement Catcher.

The Dad is yelling something, and so Sean rolls down the window, being as traffic is barely inching along.

“MY BOY RECOGNIZED YOU! HEY, NICE HIT LAST NIGHT!” the man yells

“THANK YOU!” Sean replies, and is about to shut the window, when the Dad throws the kid’s mitt through Sean’s window, hitting Sean in the chest.

“SORRY TO BOTHER YOU! DO YOU THINK YOU COULD SIGN THAT FOR HIM?!” the Dad yells.

Sean is pissed, and a bit surprised at first, but then looks at the kid, who is mad at his Dad for throwing his Mitt out the window…

“Ha” Sean laughs, signs it with a sharpie he has, then tosses the glove back.

“THANKS SEAN!” the guy yells, as Sean rolls up the window, and the traffic starts to move.

Sean’s Cell rings… It’s familiar Blink 182 Tune

Sean answers “Hello?”

“Yeah Greg…”

“Yeah Greg…”

“I know Greg…”

“Thank you Greg…”

“Yeah, I got a good swing on it…”

“I know Greg…”

“Ok Greg…”

He hangs up.

“Who needs a Mom…” Sean thinks to himself.

6:15pm

LUIGI’S ITALIAN RESTAURANT, ANAHEIM

Sean and Greg walk into the restaurant, and there are three girls in their late teens, one Asian, one with dark hair, and one with long blond hair… The blond bows her head when they walk in, and looks shy… She’s wearing a Summer Dress, and tan Ugg Boots.

The dark haired girl steps forward “So nice to meet you Mr. McClure, I’m Beth’s Best Friend, Roberta… It’s very nice to meet you” the dark haired girl says, as she reaches out to shake Sean’s hand.

Meanwhile the shy blond girl wanders to their table, following the waitress, and peaking back at Sean, but then quickly looking away.

“Beth?” Sean replies to Roberta who is still shaking his hand as they walk.

“Beth McClure… Your Sister” Roberta says.

“You’re such a Dork Roberta” the Asian girl intervenes, and pulls Roberta’s hand away from Sean.

“And you are?” Sean says to the Asian girl.

“Oh… I’m Kristina… Nice to meet you Mr. McClure.”

Meanwhile, Greg is not amused, as they all sit down… Sean is sitting directly across from Beth, who sits at the other end of the long table.

He watches her as Roberta stuffs menus in everyone’s hands “There yah go”

Beth’s eyes wander everywhere but the table, but once in a while peak at Sean with curiosity.

Sean can’t help but smile.

“So how do we know you’re Sean’s Sister??” Greg suddenly blurts out.

Sean grabs Greg’s arm “Easy Boy…”

Beth tears up, and steps away “I’ll be right back” the first words she’s spoken.

Sean starts to stand to follower her, but Roberta and Kristina stop him “We got this Sean” speaks Roberta she and Kristina push him back into his seat.

AN HOUR OR SO LATER

They’re all leaving the restaurant, Beth is buried between Roberta, who is waving goodbye profusely, and Kristina who is shaking her head in disappointment of Roberta.

BLEEP” suddenly Sean gets a text message as he gets into Greg’s car.

“It was nice to meet you Sean…”

It’s from Beth.

Sean looks out the passenger window as Roberta drives off, Beth is in the back of the car and puts her hand up against the window as they pass… She’s smiling slightly, and has tears in her eyes as she looks at Sean, then looks away.

“Wow…” Sean says out loud.

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GAME RESULTS

6-26 - (WIN) ANGELS 7, ORIALES 3 Sean goes 4-4 2 RBI’S with Another Home Run

DarkJade-

Paid To Play

Paid To Play – Day One

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Inherit The Sky

Posted in Entertainment, Inspiration, Life, Poem, Poetry, Scribblings with tags on June 27, 2012 by darkjade68

Inherit The Sky

Step down into the Night…

The Coolness

The Northern Light…

Set Truths Free

Ride The Tides of the Chosen Life…

I Trust you

Believe you will Succeed…

You’re Longing to Achieve

Such Great, and Splendid Things…

There is but One of you

To do The Things, you’re Meant To Do…

Seize the Day

Inherit The Sky…

You’re Meant for More

Than This Simple Life…

Take my hand

And now take flight…

Walk by day…

Inherit The Night

DarkJade-

 

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