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Posted in Blog Series, Crash, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, Story, Writing with tags on July 25, 2012 by darkjade68


by DarkJade

“A Man Sits Alone In A Dark Room… Dressed In All Black, And Black Spiky Hair…”

“His Name Is Trax… He Deals With Hostile Aliens… In His Own Unique Way…”

“But In This Part Of The Universe, Where One Out Of Every Three Humanoids Comes From A Different Planet Than Your Own…”

“His Job Has Become Much… Much More Difficult”

“He Lights A Smoking Stick, And Takes A Deep Hit… Just Then Three Men Enter The Room… Their Faces Can’t Be Seen, As The Room Is Completely Dark”

“You Are Familiar With Quadrant 10 In The Stadmark Galaxy… Are You Not?” One Of The Men Asks Speaking In A Semion Language…”

“I Am…” Trax Replies, Then Takes Another Deep Hit Off His Smoking Stick

“There Is A Space Station There Known As The Cybernight–” The Man Starts To Explain, But Trax Cuts In…

“10,000 Colonists, 7,000 Of My Kind… And 3,000 Of All Assortments Of Alien Species” Speaks Trax.

“That Is Correct” The Semion Replies.

“We Have A Very… Challenging Situation Going On There… And The Individuals That I Represent–” The Semion Continues, but Trax Cuts In Again.

“I’m In…” Trax Interjects, Stands, Drops His Smoking Stick On The Ground, And Stomps It Out With His Boot”…

“Send The Intel On It To My Private Craft, And Wire Me The Money…” Trax Says, Then Leaves The Chamber.





Now The Horian Force is a special agency of Legionnaires used by the Boy Yah Government for Special Missions, where the normal military units just won’t cut it…

Whether because they’re not “delicate” enough, or simply not smart enough.

That’s where the Horian Force comes in.

The average Horian Force Battle Cruiser carries about 150 to 175 Legionnaires, and has 6 Officers Aboard, 2 Second In Commands, and The Captain their self.

Now The Captain of this Vessel goes by the name of Broda… He’s a blond haired, very fit, thirty something year old Sarant breed, which is the Primary Breed of this Galaxy. He’s Cocky… But He’s got the Ship, and Position to be so.

Now his 2nd in Commands are an Interesting duo… Twins Actually. They’re both girls by the names Ty Woon, and Sy Praeigh…

…Beautiful, dark red haired Amiant Breed, which I have to tell you… Are extremely what one might call “beasts” in bed… But they’re liable to kill you, just as easily as they are to lay with you.

So the Sarants know good and well, any “night of pleasure” in the Amiant’s company, may be their last.

But rumor has it, it’s worth it.

That leaves the 6 Officers, 4 of which are Sarants… Probably buddies of The Captain from his Training days… And they don’t seem to be worth the weight of their Cra-Tor Blasters…

But that’s politics for you.

Now The 5th Officer… He’s something completely different.

First of all he’s of a Warrior Race, known as the Atrom-eey…

Which means he’s basically somewhere over 8 feet tall… Looking at him, you might say he’s Reptilian Looking… But you’d never say that to his face… At least… Not if you wanted to live.

But unlike most Greenish, Tanish Atrom-eey’s, his scaley like skin is more of a blackish dark green.

And I swear he always seems to look my way whenever I happen to be thinking about, or looking at him… Some of them are renowned for being quite perceptive… On the verge of telepathic.

I think this one might be just that… Oh, and his name is Roxio. I’d say he pretty much carries these other 4 Officers.

And the size of his Atrom-eey Lazer Canon… Phew… I doubt any of us could lift it, let alone fire it.

But I almost forgot about the 6th Officer… Now there’s a Sight for Soar Eyes… With Roguish Good Looks… Black Spiky Hair, Deep Blue Eyes… Doesn’t seem to shave as often as he should… When he’s on duty, he’s wheres the Standard Issue White Uniform, with Red Trim…

But when he’s off duty, he pretty much dresses in all black.

He also likes those Sarant Smoking Sticks, and generally lights one up whenever he’s thinking… Which is a lot.

But I’m not quite sure if he’s exactly a Sarant…

By the way, that 6th Officer is me… Well… Undercover me… My name is Trax… But my Cover Name is Ronan… These Rich Alien Species known as the Semions, who make a lot of money in Import, Export with the Cybernight Space Station, hired me to go undercover to make sure the Horian Force are able to actually achieve this mission…

Apparently there’s a Code Red going on at this “Cybernight” Space Station… But as far as these guys know, it’s just a Code Orange.

We’re just about to drop out of Ignotsphere Drive, and take a look at this Space Station.


When our ship comes out of Ignotsphere Drive, what comes up on the screen is beyond belief.

About half of the Cybernight Space Station is on fire, and there’s 4 Trojic Battle Cruisers blasting away at it.

“GREAT SCOTT!!” yells Captain Broda.

“TAKE US TO BATTLE STATIONS!!” he then yells, and that’s when I jump in.

“I wouldn’t do that Captain” I say as I try to intervene.

He gives me one of those arrogant glance down the nose looks and “And why… May I ask… Not?”

“Trust me on this Sir… If we try to engage 4 Trojic Battle Cruisers, we will all surely die.”

“YOUR ORDERS SIR!?” yells the Helmsmen.

“Switch Uniforms with me Captain, I’ve got an idea” I say to him… Which brings a wicked grin to the Captain’s face… I think this guy actually gets what I’m thinking.




PICTURE CREDIT – Norad Space Stations

Darker Times (Chapter V) – Cleo

Posted in Blog Series, Comic Book, Darker Times, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, Story, Writing with tags on May 16, 2012 by darkjade68

Darker Times…

“A Line Has Been Crossed…”

by DarkJade

Chapter V – Cleo





Cleo wakes up in an all white, almost Blinding Room… Beside her is “Ronan Sinclair”, still unconscious.

She starts to stand, but feels fairly sick.

She Places two fingers from each hand against her forehead, closes her eyes, and thinks to herself…

“Come On Cleo… Concentrate”

Suddenly there is a slight Green Glow around her body, and her Mind Travels beyond the Doors to the Room, which appear to be Sliding Doors.

She bends over slightly, feeling sick…

She than stands straight up again, and Glances at the Doors Ferociously…

“Come On!!” she speaks to herself, and then begins running at the doors.

“VOOMMP!!!” She passes right through the doors in a Flash of Green Light!


She then appears right outside the door, and tumbles onto the floor, and into the wall across the hall.


She stands and shakes herself about.

She then places two of her fingers on her forehead again, closes her eyes, and starts to walk down the hall to the right… Eyes shut, but not running into anything.

“Come on… Come on… Come on” she thinks to herself

Unbeknownst to Cleo, at every door that she passes is standing one of John Swift’s S.W.I.F.T 8000 Android Units on Guard… None of them seem to react as she passes.


John Swift sits at his Bridge Chair, his Long Black Cape running along the floor before him.

Meanwhile his Wirey Assistant Odomo Jones stands some ten feet behind him.

“The Young Girl has Escaped her Quarters My Liege…” he speaks.

John does not reply, but instead gazes out the front View Screen at the Blackened Planet of Ancient Earth.


Ronan Sinclair starts to awaken, rubbing the back of his head.

“Wow… That hurts… Where the hell are we?” he asks, and then realizes that Cleo is nowhere to be seen.

“Cleo??” he says.


Cleo walks straight at the Bridge Door and transports through it in a Flash of Green Light…

Inside Odomo Jones jumps with surprise “Oh My!!”.

Cleo pays him no mind, but instead glares at the back of John Swifts Black, Spikey Haired head.

“Ok Tall Dark and “What The Hell”… Where the hell are we??” she speaks at him

He but smiles, and rises to face her.

His Dark Blue Angry Eyes, and 6’4″ Muscular Form, terribly Foreboding.

“Why… Earth?” he says with a mockingly grin.


The doorway to the room holding Ronan Sinclair suddenly turns completely to Ice, and his body suddenly comes crashing through it, as he thunks against the wall across the way.



He stands and shakes his head about, Ice is everywhere.


Odomo is standing over a Screen Censor that is blinking a little Red Light.

“They’re destroying your ship My Lord…” he says glaring at John Swift.

John pays him no mind, and instead holds his hand out to Cleo “Come have a look”.

She doesn’t take his hand, but instead walks right past him and stares at the Blackened Planet.

“My God…” she says, and then looks at John who now stands just behind her looking at the Planet as well.

“That’s Earth??” she asks in shock.


Suddenly Ronan comes Crashing Through the Bridge Doors, Ice Shooting everywhere… He then stands in a “Heroic Stance”, his hands at his waist like some Clumsy Hero.

Meanwhile Odomo has hidden underneath a terminal… And the 6 S.W.I.F.T 8000 Android Units on the Bridge simply don’t react.

Ronan then points one of his hands at John Swift.

“YOU THERE!! UNHAND THAT GIRL!!!” Ronan Proclaims, and John and Cleo both look back at him… There is Madness in John’s eyes which shakes Ronan’s Vigor a bit.



Chapter I – The Wakening

Chapter II- The Ice Man Cometh

Chapter III – Black Planet

Chapter IV – Hearing Voices



Darker Times (Chapter IV) – Hearing Voices

Posted in Blog Series, Comic Book, Darker Times, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, Story with tags on April 29, 2012 by darkjade68

Darker Times…

“A Line Has Been Crossed…”

by DarkJade

Chapter IV – Hearing Voices





Ronan and the Blond Haired Girl run out the back of the Trance Club, leaving the Two Thugs completely Frozen…

“There’s no way out of this one… I’m Sc#@$”d!” Ronan exclaims fairly hysterically.

“Quickly, I have a small car over here…” The two of them run down the Alley, until they come to the girls little white Car, and they both get in…


Police Sirens can already be heard, as she starts the car and with a…


As she quickly throws it into Second Gear…

They tear down the road, and she takes a right, as Paris Police cars are coming from in front of them, and down the road to the left… The right seems to be the only way clear.

Ronan takes note that the color of the Car is completely white, with white leather interior, and the girl is wearing all white as well.

“You have fine taste my dear” with this she quickly looks over at him, and he is gesturing towards his white hair, and white clothing.

She tries not to smile “Are you Crazy!!”.

She tears around another corner, and soon they reach her apartment building.

Quickly they dart up to the third floor where her apartment is, and they sit out on the deck watching police cars drive by.

She’s not sure how to say it, so she just says it “Uhh… How did you turn those two men to Ice?” she questions.

Ronan, unsure exactly how to answer, simply says “It’s a “Mystery”…” and smiles widely.

Meanwhile the girl just stares at him blankly.

“You know… From “Shakespeare In Love” he explains, but it is lost on her.

“Geoffrey Rush??” he says with a enthusiastic face.

Nothing… She is lost.

“Oh never mind” he says, and then stands up.

“I really should go… I need to get back to my apartment and gather up my things” he heads towards the door, but then suddenly turns around and looks at her.

She is staring at him with her faded blue eyes wide open.

“You Saved me from being arrested… And I don’t even know your name” he says.

She stands “Cleo… My name is Cleo” she replies.

“Cleo… What a lovely name… Hmph” he says, and then turns to leave.

“Don’t leave her Ronan… You’re going to need her” the woman’s voice returns in his head, and being that the alcohol has long warn off, he stops in his tracks… And is disturbed.

Cleo steps towards him “Do you hear the Voice too??” she asks to Ronan’s surprise.

He turns and faces her “Voice??”.

“Oh… Never mind” she replies and opens the door for him.

Ronan stands perfectly still for a moment, and then starts out “Thank you Cleo…” and then into the hallway.

But before she closes the door, Ronan turns back towards her “I–” he starts to say, when suddenly a Bright Purple Portal of Light suddenly appears behind him, and stepping out of it is the Foreboding 6’5″ Form of John Swift from The Year 2096, in his Long Black Sweeping Cape, with his Black Spiky Hair, and Anger Filled Blue Eyes Blaring.

He’s aiming a Large Lazer Canon at the two of them.

“You Two Best Come with me… Your Future Needs you” he says.

Ronan and Cleo are completely stunned, and only Ronan is able to mutter out “Uhh… What?”.


PICTURE CREDIT – Anime Guy With White Hair

Chapter I – The Wakening

Chapter II- The Ice Man Cometh

Chapter III – Black Planet




Posted in Blog Series, Daydream, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, Writing on April 26, 2012 by darkjade68


by DarkJade

“My Mother’s Garden…”

“Beams of Sunlight Part the Clouds, and strike my Face as I, Eyes Closed, Gaze towards the Heavens…”

“Purple Flowers…”

“The Taste of Salt on my Lips, From this warm Spring Day…”

“A Cool Breeze Carrying The Promising Pollen From Her Deep Purple Blooms Across The Air…”

The Year 2153

Aboard The Star Craft Excelon

A Young Girl, maybe 22, stands in front of a great window, of a very luxurious Star Craft Cabin.

Her hair is short, spiky and black…

Her body, petite, but strong.

The Cabin Lights are shut down, but you can still make out her grey, silver and faded blue Excelon Star Craft Uniform…

Her eyes are dark brown, but closed, when they should be open…

In her hands is a silver, ornate serving tray…

Upon it are three perfect glass science flasks…

Each one holding a different colored liquid.

The First is a murky brown… Almost as if someone mixed oil and water.

The Second, a “Pumpkin” colored orange.

And the Third… A Vibrant Blue, the likes of the Oceans of the Ancient Islands of Earth…

DAY DREAMING!!” suddenly the unnaturally bright Cabin Lights come on, and a partially robotic, partially synthetic voice speaks at the girl accusingly…

Her eyes, now heavy and saddened, open to the truth…

Across the room from her is the Owner of the Room…

The One she was meant to do deliver these 3 Colored Flasks to…

A SynthBot Named “Thompson Elias The Fourth“…

She turns to face these accusations…

“No… Please… I Wasn’t” she says apathetically. Almost, mockingly.

The lights on, a scar can be seen across her beautiful, almost otherwise porcelain face.

A 4 inch jagged reminder, of who is truly in control of this Space Bound World…

LIAR!!” Thomas says with a Robotic Sneer.

GUARDS!!!” he yells.

With this, two other Humans, these two both men, and also baring similar scars on their faces, enter the room.

These two are in All Black Uniforms, with Helmets which have Visors that cover their eyes.

And they each carry a long “Zapping” Stick.

“Yes My Liege” they both speak in unity.

Thomas holds up his Sparkling Partially Synthetic, Partially High End Robotics, Arm and points at the Dark Haired Girl…

SHE WAS DAYDREAMING!!” he proclaims.

TAKE HER AWAY!!” he demands.

With this she apathetically Gazes in Thomas’s Direction… Rage building inside her.

“The Name is Tara you Over Powered Food Dispenser” she plainly states, and the Rage subsides.

Quickly, the Two Human Guards grab her arms, and drag her out of the room.

She smiles knowingly at Thomas as she goes… He is not amused.

When they reach the hallway, she stands upright, and they escort her down the large Star Craft Hallway.

“Tara… For God Sake… Stop It!” one of the Guards suggests urgingly to her.

“Do you wish to be “Dismantled”??” he states more than asks.

“If you think I fear them for a minute… Then you are Greatly Mistaken” she says cockily.

“This is your Fourth Assignment in a row that you’ve rashly discarded…” the Guard explains.

“Just how long do you think it will be before they finally decide to “Deactivate” you?!” he exclaims.

With this Tara comes to a sudden halt, and looks at the Guard “Dismantle… Deactivate… Do you have any idea how “Wrong” that sounds when talking about a Human Being” the other Guard who doesn’t seem to care either way, grabs her arm and forces her forward.

“As The Second Guard Continues to Drag Me… I Hear The Subtle Sounds of Mozart Drifting Into The HallwayBefore Me…”

“All Sound and Movement seems to slow as we pass by an open door where some twenty or so of the SynthBots sit at School Like Desks, and are Forced to Listen to The Famous Composer Mozart, in hopes to Evoke some sort of a “Soul”… Something they definitely don’t have…”

“Something We Have, but They Don’t… And it Drives Them Mad… And in Their Madness, they’ve nearly Driven The Humans to Extinction… There’s only some Tens of Thousands of us left… Most of which are in Service aboard these Star Crafts, the SynthBots Call “Their Temples”… As they have as of yet, not found a place to Build Cities of their own… Being they took out Earth, whilst Taking out us…”

The door to the room closes, and we have passed it by…

“If they admire us so much, why do you think it is that they have decimated us to the remote Thousands in numbers… Down from Millions…” Tara says loudly.

“You mustn’t say these things Tara… Your Life is in Paramount Jeopardy!!” the Friendlier Guard exclaims to her, trying to quiet her.

“Paramount Jeopardy” she replies as she tries to shake off the other Guard from dragging her…

“Listen to yourself Tara… They’re doing their best to be “More Human”…” the friendly Guard implores.

“Where as you are doing your best to be “Robotic”” she replies.

With this the other Guard tosses Tara to the ground, and strikes her with the Electric Stick.


“AHH!!” she screams.

“Don’t you know only SynthBots are allowed to strike Humans…” the friendly Guard says to the other.

Tara wipes some blood from her lip.

“This one had it coming… She’s going to get us all killed” exclaims the Second Guard.

“That’s more like it” Tara says under her breath as she comes to her feet.

And with a sudden single blow, strikes the Second Guard in the jugular, causing him to crumple to the ground unconscious.

“TARA!! NO!!!” the friendlier Guard yells, as she takes off down the hallway.


PICTURE CREDIT – Columbia Spaceship



Darker Times – Black Planet

Posted in Blog Series, Comic Book, Darker Times, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, Story with tags , on April 23, 2012 by darkjade68

Darker Times…

by DarkJade

Black Planet




John Swift’s Space Vessel Arrives in Earth’s Atmosphere… It is but a Blackened, Poisoned, Dead Planet Now

John stands before his Bridges Great Window, arms crossed, staring at what used to be a Fertile, Life Filled Planet…

His Long Black Cape draped almost to the floor of his Tall Form.

Dressed in both Black, and Deep Maroon (For A Better Physical Description of John Swift Go Here Darker Times – Wakening)…

“There’s Nothing Left…” John thinks to himself.

“Excuse me for saying this My Lord… But don’t you think The High Council will find it strange that you up and suddenly blasted off to The Dead Planet of Earth?” John’s silence is suddenly broken by these words from his ever Pestering Assistant, Odomo Jones.

Also within The Bridge are 6 S.W.I.F.T 8000 Android Units, John’s Own Creation, who act as Security to him, as he Trusts… No one.

John doesn’t seem to take note of Odomo’s words as he Methodically Places the Palm of his Right Hand, which is Gloved in his Accustomed Black Long Gloves.

“Forboding…” he thinks to himself as he continues to stare at the Lifeless Black Orb.

“Sir?” Odomo reaches up and taps John’s left shoulder.

With this John quickly grabs Odomo’s Hand and Arm, and twists it until he drops to his knee.

“Just exactly how much did they pay you to watch over me??” he says to Odomo, his Dark Blue Eyes Burning With Rage…

“Pay me My Lord??” Odomo plays dumb, as he breaks into a sweat, obviously in Great Pain.

John releases him and look back out the window “Fool!”.

Odomo stands, and straightens out his Assistant Jacket “They did offer me Sir… But I turned them down” Odomo confesses.

John turns back at him with a sneer “Oh Yeah… Why’s that” questions John.

“You Scare me…” Odomo gulps “Sir”.

With this John breaks into an unlikely, fairly deranged looking smile “So that’s why you’ve been bombarding me with all of these questions, eh…” John looks back out the window.

“You’re Concerned because They’re Watching Me…” John says as he looks outward into the darkness of the Earths Atmosphere.

“Yes My Lord” Odomo replies nervously.

“Order My Security on Mars to Arrest The High Council…” John states flatly.

“But My Lord??” Odomo questions in a surprised tone.

With this John turns and faces Odomo, his long Right Arm Extended Fully, Pointing at Odomo “JUST DO IT!!” he demands and leaves the Bridge.

Odomo gulps once more “Yes… My Lord”.


Chapter I – The Wakening

Chapter II- The Ice Man Cometh

Darker Times Page – Premace





Akira… TRON… TRON: Legacy… A Dip In Inspirations Waters

Posted in Editorial, Inspiration, Movies, Science Fiction, Story with tags , , , on April 19, 2012 by darkjade68

In December of 1999, Eugene Oregon, I sat down at my Computer in My 10′ by 14′ Square Foot Room, which was connected to a Garage, at a small place that My Brother, His Wife and First Son lived in…

It was there that I began to Conceive a Story Concept that I Still to this day have not Fully Written…

It Was a Film Concept, in which would be a Blending of Both Actual Actors, and Computer Animation… Something that I hadn’t Truly Seen Before.

Granted The Closest Thing that I had seen to it was The Original 1982 Tron, Which I Actually Saw in a Movie Theater, Lol… Yes, I’ve got a 28 Year Old Spirit, but I am Older than that, ha

TRON was Way Ahead of its Time Technology Wise… And Film Making Wise as well… I believe they used something like 6 Different Forms of Animation in that Film… Several of them which were “Revolutionary”… In fact, if you watch the very end of that scene again, you’ll notice that once they Go Through The Wall, The Animation Actually Changes…

And In This Story Concept, I actually had a Form of Bike which was Lit Up by Lights, but it didn’t take place inside of a Computer like in Tron…

But it did Take Place in the Future…

Another Inspiration that may have played a role in this Aspect of My Story Concept, was My First All Time Favorite Anime’ Feature… Akira

Now Akira came out in 1988, but I didn’t see it until like 1998…

But it was Probably This Next Scene that Actually Truly Inspired Me About Akira

And for All Those “Purests” Out There, Here’s The Same Scene, but in Its Original Japanese Spoken State

Well Since 2000 when I sat at My Computer, Listening to The Oregon Rain Outside My Window, in a Room where Basically The Light From the Computer Monitor Lit Up The Whole Room, Lol

And Listening To an Album by Christopher Lawrence, Called “City of Angels” (Same Name as the Film, but this is something Different), or “Temptation“, which Sadly I can’t Find on Line to give you a Sampler… Correction, I can’t Find A Link to a Song Called “Medusa”, which was The Main Song I played over and over again While Conceiving This Project.

But I did Find One Track from the Album Here…

But as many of you know, I sat down “Film Making in 2003″, and Screenplay Writing in 2006, so I kind of ended up leaving that Story on the Back Burner.

Then to My Amazement, come 2010, They Finally Did a Sequel to the Original TRON, Which was TRON: Legacy

Which I Actually Reviewed a Bit Back Here An Opus Of Light – TRON: Legacy In Review

(Sadly You’re goina have to Follow This Link to YouTube To Watch This Scene, but It’s Worth It)

Ironically, My Story was about a Father and Son, which TRON: Legacy was basically about, but mine is a total Different Concept.

None the less, the way “Clu” looks in this Film, and the Way The Bikes Look, is very Similar to what I had Conceived back in 2000…

I Guess If I go forward with Writing it at some point, I’ll have to be careful about it, Lol

Thanks For Listening/Reading/Watching


The Written Word Is 8 Months Old… Let Me Know What You Think

Posted in Blog Series, DarkJade Update, Editorial, Inspiration, Life, News, Novel, Poetry, Science Fiction, Story, Writing on April 18, 2012 by darkjade68

The Written Word Is 8 Months Old… Let Me Know What You Think

THE WRITER – My First Post On The Written Word

This entry was posted on August 18, 2011 at 3:49 am

Inside of all of us is The Writer… I’ve been writing since I was young, but I have never truly given my Writer a home… It is my intention to finally and truly embrace my Writer, I intend to do this by Writing, Writing, Writing…

But to do this, I must first create the space for it… Where will I write… What music will I listen to… Who will I share my writing with while I develop it… Time will tell


Time Has Told…

335 Posts Later, I’ve Written 85 Poems

5 Blog Series Dark Rider, Captain Fire 197, The Mind Chronicles, Whisper Moon, Darker Times (Totaling over 41,000+ Words)

A NovellaI Died Once” (I.D.O.)

I’ve Started My First Fantasy NovelChess With Agatha… And The Dark Fortress Of Doom

Not to Mention all My Film Reviews, Music Posts and Editorials

Yes, it’s True, I’ve Finally Become a “Full Time Writer”… After Being a Dreamer for a Lifetime, I am “Very Relieved” to be Finally, Regularly, Including the Pursuit of My Dreams on a Very Regular Basis…

Don’t get me wrong, I’m by no means Making a Living at Writing yet… In fact I’ve only sold just a few of My First Self Published Book, “Winter, Lust, And Wonder“…

But at least I can say I’m Trying, which I very much am.

Even so, as I’ve Entered Head First into the Marketing Aspects of Trying to be a Professional Author, the other side of all This Effort, Passion and Creation, is You The Reader and/or Follower… Who are in many a case, Writers/Photographers/Artists Yourselves, doing pretty much the Exact Same Thing…

And when I say “Exact”, what I mean is You’re Here in the Blogosphere, Doing Your Thing… And that is Truly A Start.

After 8 Months of Pouring My Heart, Mind, and Soul into My Craft, and Creations, in the end, what I truly long for, is to “Affect” People, “Lure” them into My Worlds, “Free” them a bit from our “Everyday” Things

Bring My Readers Pleasure“, and with any luck, “Inspire” them to do the same through “Their Chosen” Art, or Passion… As they have me.

As a way to Stay Attuned to My Readers, and/or Followers, I thought it might be a Good Idea to get some of your thoughts on some of my Work… Beyond the Constraints of “The Comment” Sections of the Posts.

And Beyond The Very Much Appreciated “Like” Button, which I can’t thank those who take the time to “Click” it enough

Sure, we all “Love” Comments, hell I can honestly say that some of The Comments I’ve received over the Past 8 Months, have had both a “Direct“, and “Indirect” impact on My Continued Efforts…

And we all Love “Likes”, or at least I certainly do, Lol… To me “Likes” act as “Rocket Fuel” to the “Creative Voice” of the Little Guy who sits on My Shoulder, saying “Yah See… They Like it… Keep Goin Man… Keep Goin”.

Hopefully these sets of Questions Below will give you an Opportunity to “Further” Affect, and/or “Inspire” me, as well as Help Me to Get a Greater Understanding of what you Like…

Thanks ahead of time for your Time;

Captain Fire 197 – Full Circle

Posted in Blog Series, Captain Fire 197, Comic Book, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction with tags on April 15, 2012 by darkjade68



Jenna sits inside the Druggy Abandoned Building, bodies of Drugies, or Henchmen of The Drug Lord Colonel Otquai‘s Number One Man, “Rain”, either dead, or knocked unconscious…

Outside The Toodlock Thire Police are still holding their position, and not entering the building.

Nisho suddenly appears, and approaches Jenna…

Jenna senses Nisho.

“Get back Nisho! I can’t seem to control this…” Jenna says with her head hung low, never looking up at Nisho.

“Sure you can” Nisho confidently replies.

“NO!! NISHO!! GET OUT!!! I DON’T WANT TO HURT YOU, BUT I WILL!!!” Jenna suddenly floats into the air, and gazes at Nisho as she yells.

Her eyes full of Rage.

Nisho steps even closer, she’s maybe 15 feet from Jenna now.

“You couldn’t always control your Telepathy right? This is no different Jenna…” Nisho pleas.

“This…” Jenna starts to cry as she lowers back to the floor, her hands over her eyes “is different… Please Nisho… Just leave”.

“You would never leave me” Nisho thinks to Jenna, who then looks up at her.

“Yes… It is different… But that’s it… It’s just different” this seems to calm Jenna a bit.

Suddenly two Toodlock Police Shooters enter the building, and Jenna hurls two crates at them, knocking them unconscious.


“TAMARA!! COULD YOU TELL THAT DUMB ASS POLICE CAPTAIN TO KEEP HIS MEN OUT!!” Nisho yells into her Wrist Comunicay to Tamara, who is outside the building.

“They’re only getting hurt!” she finishes

Roger that” Tamaron’s Voice comes though the Comunicay.

Jenna suddenly collapses, and Nisho is instantly at her side.

She cradles Jenna in her arms, as Jenna cries profusely, pulling her arms over her eyes.

“Jenna… Look at me Jenna” with this Jenna uncovers her eyes, which are swollen and full with tears, hurt, rage, pain.

“That’s why you brought me on to the 197… Isn’t it?” (Way back in Captain Fire 197 – Beginnings) Nisho says to Jenna as a sudden realization crosses her mind.

“You knew” Nisho continues.

Jenna stares at Nisho blankly “Knew… What?” she replies.

“You knew I was the only one that would be able to help you with this…” Nisho explains, almost as if she’s in a trance.

“You may not have conscioulsy known… Oh but you knew… You knew that you would go through this change” Nisho finishes.

Jenna starts to cry a bit more.

“Telepathy hit when you were what… 15? 16??” Nisho continues.

“And you’re what now… 22?” she questions Jenna, who simply nods back.

“So Telekenis hits when you’re 22…” Nisho continues to spew her theory.

“You can do this Jenna… It took you some time before you could control your telepathy, right?” She questions again.

“Yes” Jenna quietly replies.

“Two or Three years… Yes… But–” Jenna continues, but Nisho interrupts.

“No “But”… This is the same… And you can do this” Nisho insists.

Jenna suddenly stands.

“You’re right Nisho… How could I have not realized… This is the next stage of my Evolution… There aren’t many of us left, and there are no “True Records” of our Existence, so I simply didn’t realizeJenna explains as she wipes her eyes.

She then reaches out and touches Nisho’s face with one hand “And you… You were meant to help me see this…” with this Jenna smiles slightly, and Nisho blushes a bit.

“I’m ready… I must turn myself in for these crimes” Jenna steps away and heads towards the exit of the building.

“But Jenna??!! None of this is your fault!!” Nisho cries after her, but Jenna keeps walking to the door, and then turns back by the entrance.

“But it is still my “Responsibility”” she replies, and then leaves the building, into Police Custody.


“I assume you have some “Owned” Officers under your thumb?” Merrick speaks at Rain, as they both watch the Television Coverage of Jenna being put into the back of a Police Car.

“I certainly do… And I shall keep a constant eye on this… “Jenna” Sister of yours” replies Rain as he watches with curiosity, and intrigue.


PHOTO CREDITS – People’s Anime, Animefreak, White Haired Anime Girl, Sex and Villainy,

Part One – Captain Fire 197 – We Know What You Are

Part Two – Captain Fire 197 – Beast Calling

Part Three – Captain Fire 197 – Truth is Thicker than Blood

Part Four – Captain Fire 197 – Changed

Part Five – Captain Fire 197 – Withdrawal Shock

Part VI – Captain Fire 197 – Blue Rain

Part VII – Wake The Beast

Part VIII – Unleashed

Captain Fire 197 Season 1



Darker Times… New Blog Page

Posted in Blog Series, Comic Book, Darker Times, Editorial, Entertainment, Fiction, Heroes, News, Science Fiction, Story on April 13, 2012 by darkjade68

Here’s a Look at My New “Darker Times Blog Page”

“Darker Times…” Is a New Blog Series that I hope to Turn Into a Comic Book down the Road… It’s based on a Concept that My Brother and I were Banging out… I’m Writing it, but he’s giving me a few Ideas Here and There.


“A Line Has Been Crossed…”

The Place is Mars… The Year, 2096.

Some Fifty Plus Years after The Mars Colonization, and The Ecological “Death” of The Planet Earth…

The Criminal Lord “John Swift“… Has it all.

Money… Power… Respect… And The Lead Position on the Mars Council, which has basically Raped all of Mankind in it’s Capitalistic, to the Point of Bordering on Slavery, ways…

Soon there would be no more Light in the “Human Race”… Just a Room full of Dark Men, doing Dark things… And John Swift is in the Middle, and some would say “The Top” of it all… As The Lord Of Crime, and Grand Master of Financial Conquest…

…until one day… When the Life of a Beautiful young girl was taken in the middle of the Council Chamber… Her Throat Slit, and the Blood of Her Innocence Staining the Council Floor… Basically for Slandering the Name of one of The Council Members… Which of course, was all true.

Something… Just… Snapped.

And suddenly, John Swift began having “Dreams” of the one memory of his long past Mother… And “Memories” of his Cruel Grandmother Telling him “Your Mother Saved Your Life”…

Yes, in the Year 2096, on the 1170 Colony of Mars, “A Line Was Crossed…”.

And suddenly, those who ruled had gone from “Criminal… To Evil”.

A Need Has Arisen… One that can only be met by A Group of “Unique” and “Gifted” Individuals Long Since Dead from Earth’s Past…

But What Matter is that Right? They’re Dead… There’ no way for them to help us now… “Is There?”.

Chapter I – The Wakening

Chapter II- The Ice Man Cometh

Darker Times (Chapter II) – Ice Man Cometh

Posted in Blog Series, Comic Book, Darker Times, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, Writing with tags , on April 12, 2012 by darkjade68

Darker Times…

“A Line Has Been Crossed…”

by DarkJade

Chapter II – The Ice Man Cometh (Be Sure to Read Chapter I – Wakening First)






Ronan Sinclair, Dressed in Traditional Jewel Thief Black, even though on all other occasions he would be wearing all “White”, to match is Uniquely White Shoulder Length Hair… With Eyes of Pure Black…

Kneels before a Large Safe, which he is trying to Crack… Wearing his Black Ski Mask seems to finally get to him, and so he pulls it off exposing his White Mane…

“Come on now Ronan” he speaks to himself “You’ve got this”.


It opens.

“There yah go…” he opens the large Safe Door, and pulls out an Ornate Iron Box…

He Picks, and Opens the Box… Inside is a Blue Velvet Patch.

He Pours the Contents into his black gloved hands, and some 80 Perfect Diamonds come out.

“Brilliant” he speaks to himself once more. He then Pours the Diamonds into a Different Velvet Black Pouch, and attaches it to his waist.

“Ok now… Here we go” with this he takes off one of his gloves, and holds that hand up above his head slightly, which seems to cause the room to suddenly go very cold… And around his hand Icey Blue Dust seems to swirl just above his bare palm…

“Suddenly 80 Identical looking Diamonds appear in his hand, and he puts the Replicas into the Blue Velvet Pouch, and puts it back in the Iron Box, and shuts the safe.

He then puts back on his black glove “Now than… That wasn’t so hard…”.



Ronan Sinclair, back in his accustomed all white clothing, sits at a table with two of his friends, his eyes closed, taking in all the music…

Both empty, and full, booze glasses are all over their table…


The Music is Blasting, The Club is Packed with Flashing Colored Lights all about…

And his two friends are completely drunk…

“Ronan! You sure know how to do it up right” one of them says as he accidentally knocks a glass of booze onto the other friend.

“Ah man, you got it all over me!” one snaps at the other.

That’s when the Woman’s Vice first came to Ronan…

“It’s time” it spoke.

With this Ronan suddenly opens his eyes, which like I say, are pitch black.

“Time?” Ronan says out loud.

Meanwhile his friends are still arguing…

And that’s when he sees her… Across the room dancing alone under an all white light…

She had long blond hair, and her body, well… Lets just say she’s in shape.

With this Ronan jumps out of his chair, and leaps over the nearby railing, landing onto the Dance Floor.

Calmly, Cooley, of course, he makes his way through the crowded dance floor, and finally reaches the girl, who is dancing alone with her eyes closed.

The Voice comes to him again…

“Time to Shine” it speaks.

Ronan tries to ignore the voice, writing it off to Alcohol.

“Well Hello There” he musters, exuding his best possible charm.

With this she opens her eyes of soft blue, and smiles at him.

He’s floored “Wow” he says out loud without thinking, than catches himself.

“I’M RONAN!” he speaks loudly, trying to communicate to her over the loud music.

“HELLO RONAN” she replies.


With this she reaches to touch his face and “BEHIND YOU!!” she suddenly yells.

Suddenly two large thugs grab Ronan by his shoulders, and spin him around.

“HEY BUDDY!! SHE’S OURS!! TAKE OFF!!!” They holler at Ronan, pretty much Blowing his hair back.

“Protect her Ronan” the voice speaks.

Just then the two thugs throw punches at him, and he captures each of their fists in his hands.

“Oh No…” Ronan speaks, but it’s too late…

The Club suddenly Goes Cold… And the two thugs Turn To some form of Ice.


Darker Times…

Chapter One – Wakening






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