Chapter One

It is done!!! Of course, that is subject to editing, but I think it works. Good introduction to two of the characters: Soul, from the prologue, and Krisor Mantichorus-Jaeger, an accomplice of Soul's for his current job. Now with chapter two I'll be able to reintroduce Werzbowski from the prologue, and I think it's a fun way to do it. Like I said, stay tuned here for more!

Rough Prologue

So here's a taste!! Keep in mind, this is VERY rough. The first chapter is coming along better, and I will come back to fix this, but here's a little teaser...

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Prologue: Earth, December 13, A7


“I’m looking for a man. He may go by the name Werzbowski.”
The woman atop the wall holding the very big gun stared down at the man below, her eyes squinting in the evening sun, and raised an eyebrow at the name.
“How do I know you’re not working for the Raves?”
The man looked up at her without even so much as a flicker of emotion. “You don’t. If he’s in there, tell him that his soul has come a-callin’. If he’s not, I’ll be on my way.”
She stared down at him for a moment longer, and then turned and motioned to another guard nearby. “Wait here, and watch him.” With that, she turned and made her way for the stairs.

The doors yawned open before him, and he made his way towards the thirty-foot-tall walls, brushing road dirt off of his long duster coat as he went. The woman who he had spoken to stepped through the opening, a shotgun cradled in the crook of her right arm, the barrel pointing towards the ground. “You’re lucky, stranger,” she said. “Follow me.”
He walked through the twelve-foot-tall doors and couldn’t help but glance up at the thirty feet of wall towering above him. In the seven years since the Vicorians – Ravagers, they were called here – raided Earth, humans had gotten pretty good at building fortresses that could actually withstand a direct attack from the Raves. He knew that a pair of rails ran around the top of the wall, supporting the 50mm guns that seemed to be the only thing that could even slow down the Raves, short of trying to blow them up. Having leathery skin nearly tough as steel had served the Raves well during their invasion. He lowered his eyes back towards the back of the woman in front of him.
“So what do I call you?”
“Joan of Arc,” she replied sarcastically.
The man cracked a grin at that, despite the annoyance in her tone.
“Do you have a name, stranger?” she asked.
He paused. “Soul. They call me Soul.”
“Yes, they do.”
Soul stopped, and his face went emotionless again. He turned slowly towards the sound of the voice and watched a man step out of the shadows, a scraggly beard and a well-worn baseball cap partially hiding an equally expressionless face. The two men stared each other down.
“Soul.”
“‘Ski.”
“Nice coat.”
“Thanks. Got it at a yard sale. I like the hat.”
“Really? It doesn’t quite fit. I might have to return it.”
“I’m sure if you wait a few decades a store might open back up.”
“That’s what I’m hoping for. I’ve got some underwear that is really starting to chafe.”
“Ah, I’ve been there. Sorry, can’t help you. Got a good tailor in town?"
Through all this, Joan of Arc stood nearby with a confused look on her face as the strange banter passed back and forth between the two men who still showed no emotion whatsoever. Soul watched out of the corner of his eye as she shook her head and walked back towards the main doors. Werzbowski saw the movement as well and turned away, ending the small talk and gesturing for Soul to follow him. Three rings of walls circled the city, and ‘Ski disappeared between two of them. They walked for a distance in shadow before an opening appeared, leading to an open area bordered by a row of dilapidated wooden houses, most in various stages of disrepair. Passing those by, they headed down a lane that was initially bordered by weeds, but as they continued, flowers began to appear, and the houses themselves actually showed signs of upkeep. It was into one of those houses that ‘Ski stepped, prompting Soul to glance around quickly before following him inside.

“So how many are with you?” Werzbowski asked after a while, handing Soul a cup of water.
“Four.”
“What about the others?”
Soul shook his head.
“Damn. To much sacrifice.”
Soul drank the water slowly, speaking between sips. “Did you find him?”
‘Ski nodded. “I found him. He has the mark, too.”
Shoulders visibly relaxing, Soul leaned back in his chair. “We have to leave, and soon.”
“How?”
A smile broke out on Soul’s face. “Let’s just say that Krisor is a genius.”
‘Ski raised an eyebrow as Soul moved in close and lowered his voice.
“Cerlitas.”

So It Begins...

Final Destiny. That's what I'm calling it. My book. My dream. Been working on various incarnations of it for years, and I think I've finally fleshed it out. It's Sci-Fi, but if that's not your thing, don't tune out just yet. I'm planning something that will hopefully interest those who don't normally pick up a book with the words "wormhole" or " space station" in it. Hopefully!

So pay attention to this site. I'll be posting updates, character profiles, technical questions, and maybe even some sample chapters! Please, let me know what you think!!!!

- Soul

I'm a Peacemaker. Cool. I can go with that.

the Peacemaker Test finished!

you chose BX - your Enneagram type is NINE. "I am at peace" Peacemakers are receptive, good-natured, and supportive. They seek union with others and the world around them. How to Get Along with Me If you want me to do something, how you ask is important. I especially don't like expectations or pressure. I like to listen and to be of service, but don't take advatage of this. Listen until I finish speaking, even though I meander a bit. Give me time to finish things and make decisions. It's OK to nudge me gently and nonjudgmentally. Ask me questions to help me get clear. Tell me when you like how I look. I'm not averse to flattery. Hug me, show physical affection. It opens me up to my feelings. I like a good discussion but not a confrontation. Let me know you like what I've done or said. Laugh with me and share in my enjoyment of life. What I Like About Being a Nine being nonjudgmental and accepting caring for and being concerned about others being able to relax and have a good time knowing that most people enjoy my company; I'm easy to be around my ability to see many different sides of an issue and to be a good mediator and facilitator my heightened awareness of sensations, aesthetics, and the here and now being able to go with the flow and feel one with the universe What's Hard About Being a Nine being judged and misunderstood for being placid and/or indecisive being critical of myself for lacking initiative and discipline being too sensitive to criticism; taking every raised eyebrow and twitch of the mouth personally being confused about what I really want caring too much about what others will think of me not being listened to or taken seriously Nines as Children Often feel ignored and that their wants, opinions, and feelings are unimportant tune out a lot, especially when others argue are "good" children: deny anger or keep it to themselves Nines as Parents are supportive, kind, and warm are sometimes overly permissive or nondirective Renee Baron & Elizabeth Wagele The Enneagram Made Easy Discover the 9 Types of People HarperSanFrancisco, 1994, 161 pages You are not completely happy with the result?! You chose BX Would you rather have chosen: AX (SEVEN) CX (TWO) BY (FOUR) BZ (FIVE)

My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 24% on ABC You scored higher than 31% on XYZ

Link: The Quick and Painless ENNEAGRAM Test written by felk on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

I'm a What?

Well, this is interesting. I saw this on Serenity's blog, so I thought I'd check it out. Apparently, this is what my name will look like in the dictionary.

Aaron -- [adjective]: Like in nature to a train-riding hobo 'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com

I don't know whether to be offended or rather concerned about my future...

I Live!!!!

But keep it a secret!!

Shh!!

I'm Tired

I don't know why, but for the past week I've been completely exhausted every waking moment. Maybe I need to take some vitamins, maybe I need to go to bed earlier, maybe I need to eat healthier, I have no clue. I’m really too lazy to change my routines, but I’m beginning to think that I may need to get off of my lethargic derriere and change certain things about my life. I don’t view myself as unhealthy, but I guess that’s just me being oblivious and ignorant. I have a membership to the gym that I’m paying for but I haven’t used in 6 months, and I really should be exercising to get my body back into shape. I got comfortable with Kole with the knowledge that we were together and the thought that I no longer had to worry about impressing anyone. Now I’m not fat by any means, but I could stand to lose a few pounds. Anyone who’s seen a picture of me just might agree with that.

Well, maybe today I’ll change things. Or maybe tomorrow. Hmm…next week looks good…

Did I mention that I’m lazy?

I'm a Captain, I've Got a Ship, Now I need a Crew!

As everyone knows, I am Browncoat to the core. Well, on the official Serenity movie site, they have opened up an option for all those with 4000 credits or more can become a Captain and hire a crew of up to 30 members for future challenges. Everyone else can join a crew. Well, I became a Captain, and I've started gathering a pretty shiny crew!! Come on and join the crew of the Firefly-class vessel Destiny. The crew is called "Destiny Flying"!

This is the link to our Crew Page.

This is the link to the main crew page where you can actually Join My Crew.

We'd love to have you!!!