Altered Fates The Fall to Grace
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"Family elder Dulsan! Family elder Buthon!" The men and women, Mist Users of the Derneldar family, cried as they doubted their own eyes. In a swift confrontation, which was supposed to be in their advantage, two of their family elders, Core Masters, died too quickly and gruesomely.
Dinar and the remaining four Core Masters showed restraint on the outside, but on the inside they felt as if a macabre force was suffocating them, surpassing even their auras from breaking out.
What represented the loss of two Core Master for a great family in Kingdom Earth? To the Derneldar family it was akin to losing twenty percent, at the very least, of their military and financial strength. The consequences of such a large percentage were beyond comprehension to the Mist Users of the Derneldar family below the Core Master realm and outside the main branch.
"Family head ... The Hendar's Binder formation..." The Core Master named Del looked at Dinar with expectation to further instruction, a hidden card to deal with this unexpected predicament.
Dinar, however, was unresponsive. The Hendar's Binder formation was their means of dealing with one of the two Core Masters they anticipated to arrive for his nephew, Binjo. Their group was supposed to use it against one Core Master, to make it easier for the family founder to deal with the other Core Master when he or she will show up.
But now what? The supreme formation failed and Dinar suspected that it was because the founder messed with its structure. Two Beginner phase first level Core Masters died with holes in their upper bodies and a thin strands of skin to hold them from splitting apart. And the worst of all, a second level Core Master was once more on the loose!
Zax turned his head from the two bodies. "Why is that that so many are willing to die for just two despicable members of a great family?" His query was not directed to anyone in particular. He stared at the group of Mist Users with the same deathly expression he had against the bird type beasts that he slaughtered after leaving the entrance to the Second Savage Cage with the crippled Carl.
Zax's determination to kill was not lessened by the species of his foe. 'Five Core Masters, two in the Intermediate phase of the first level, three in the Beginner phase... ' He took a step forward toward the one who led the group of Mist Users against him.
Dinar saw Zax glaring at him and his alertness of the current situation returned to him. He was one of the two Intermediate Core Masters, stronger than any of his men and women, but still nothing compared to a second level Core Master.
"You dare threaten the head of a great family?" Dinar's pupils dilated in fear. With everyone still digesting the deaths of Dulsan and Buthon and, or suffering from the failure of the formation, the blazing unified spirit that tackled Zax's killing intent has crumbled.
The formerly second greatest pillar of the Derneldar family started shaking. Confronting alone the terrifying killing intent, Dinar felt immense pressure oozing from Zax. He did not receive an answer, but he was now afraid that his question, if repeat would antagonize the expert in front of him.
"Blame yourselves for standing in my way". Zax suddenly said.
WHOOSH!
His figure flickered and in but an instant he appeared next to Dinar. "I was expecting to meet your family founder, but it seems I was not worthy enough for him to welcome me". Zax said solemnly to Dinar. "I wonder if he would come out if I'll do this".
"DON'T YOU DARE!" A loud shout bombarded the air. From one of the villas circling the battle a powerful azure aura burst out. Nearly collapsing the whole building, a figure in white robe explosively jumped outside, heading toward Zax.
"Founder..." Dinar murmured like a lost child finding his mom.
"I warned you". Zax looked at the elderly figure of the red eyed, long and groomed white haired man rushing to his direction and sneered in disdain.
PUCHI!
"NO!" The Derneldar family founder roared. Of the many Mist Users on scene and in the service of his great family, he was the first to perceive what Zax did.
BOOM!
The ground under Zax's feet exploded. Utilizing Kinetic Force to boost his speed, he and the Derneldar founder were on a collision course.
"Eh?!"
Dinar lowered his head to his chest and his complexion paled. An acute pain was coming from his left side. "What happ..." His body collapsed before he finished asking. His lost thought before his brain stopped functioning was not made out of words but of the feelings self-contempt and hatred. As the head of a great family he was familiar, to a certain degree, with every second level Core Master of every great family in El-Eden. He did not recognize Zax, and for all he knew before he met Zax, the Core Masters that sought his nephew did not belong to any other great family. Therefore, Dinar thought him to be just another secluded expert who never invested in his family, one not out of many, but still not a threat to a great family.
How his nephew managed to enrage such an expert and why did he not hand him over like the expert demanded were the sources for Dinar's hatred. How, despite his preparations, he still looked like as if he underestimated a second level Core Master was the source for Dinar's self-contempt.
"HEAD!"
The four Core Masters were the third to notice what happened to Dinar and in one voice they bellowed.
BOOM!
At the same time the four Core Masters yelled and Dinar's body struck the ground beside the stupefied Mist Users who were close to him, Zax and the Derneldar founder collided.
When he met the Derneldar founder, Zax punched forward with a Kinetic Force fist and the Derneldar founder attacked with a spiraled mist energy Martial technique that engulfed his right arm.
The force of the impact drove Zax dozens of steps back, but equally affected the Derneldar founder.
'How strong!' Zax looked with awe in his eyes at the Derneldar founder. He was not able to tell in which phase in the second level of the Core Master realm the Derneldar founder was, but the power he exuded was too oppressive and in the moment of impact Zax felt the bones in his right arm vibrating.
Don told him that she and the Derneldar founder were equal in terms of cultivation and remembering her words, Zax only now realized how lenient she was on him. 'I got to use Kinetic Force with this old man in every clash and avoid or counter his attacks with it no matter what! Otherwise... '
In this battle that could be nothing but to the death, Zax knew that this is going to be his most difficult fight.
Holding his right arm that hanged from his shoulder, the Derneldar founder used his mist energy to support his bones from breaking and muscles from tearing.
"You are... !" The Derneldar founder steadied himself and raised his head to look at Zax with an ugly expression on his face. A shimmer of understanding flashed between his eyes and immediately after he unleashed his Soul Sense. "Just one and not even a mist cultivator?" He said to himself.
Some of the Mist User who attentively watched the aftermath of the collision heard the Derneldar founder, yet were confused with what said. Only the Core Masters grabbed the meaning of his words.
"Could she have given us false information?" The Derneldar founder speculated. By "she" he meant Don. "A bodily cultivator..." A mused over his unique opponent as thousands of thought sped inside his mind.
How two second level Core Masters turned out to be a child with clogged Qi channels and body fitness level similar to that of a Beginner phase third level Core Master?
Were there more than the two Core Masters?
Was he the supposedly "second Core Master" that hid from Don and perhaps she misjudged him?
Is he HIS Tal?
How could a mere Core Breaker, a descended of him, managed to cause an enmity with someone who is in possession of such a formidable refining technique?
Was it possible that Don lied in order to trade the relations with his family for the bodily refinement technique or to from new bonds with the boy's Mor? ... Master?
For that he lost two of his family's Core Master and the strongest Core Master in the family, which was only second to him and also the head of the family?
The Derneldar founder stared at Zax with blood in his eyes. After the boy disobeyed his word and killed Dinar everything else stopped to matter.
"Everyone! We have been fooled!" The Derneldar founder said aloud. "Other than this man, this CHILD, there is no other cultivator on our property! This boy is not even a Mist User, but a bodily cultivator!" Every word was emanated with the might of his mist energy, a force that throughout the family only the former head was exposed to. "KILL HIM WITH LONG RANGE MARTIAL ATTACKS!"
His intentions were clear. In the collision with Zax, even if it could be said that he had yet to show his full strength, his power was inferior to his opponent to a level which he was wary of.
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NOTE 1: A special thank you goes to my two editors (Estragon and Steven B) who made this work A LOT better than it originally was…as usual. NOTE 2: This is my Earth Day contest story. The story is a mind control, revenge, lesbian story…that also saves the environment. Enjoy and vote… * ‘Fucking oil spill,’ Victoria muttered, looking down from her office to the street below. ‘There must be 10,000 fucking protesters there. Sure, I gave the order. Sure, I fired the man who actually told me...
“Fucking oil spill,” Victoria muttered, looking down from her office to the street below. “There must be 10,000 fucking protesters there. Sure, I gave the order. Sure, I fired the man who actually told me there was a problem. It’s not like I expected the thing to blow and cause those deaths and this mess. Now to figure out how many more people I have to pay off.” Victoria was the CEO of Epic Oil and it was their oil spill in Florida that had caused this massive rally, aptly timed for today,...
Lesbian"Fucking oil spill," Victoria muttered, looking down from her office to the street below. "There must be 10,000 fucking protesters there. Sure, I gave the order. Sure, I fired the man who actually told me there was a problem. It's not like I expected the thing to blow and cause those deaths and this mess. Now to figure out how many more people I have to pay off." Victoria was the CEO of Epic Oil and it was their oil spill in Florida that had caused this massive rally, aptly timed for...
My husband worked hard to provide for us. We had no children yet, and since he was only twenty-eight, and I was only twenty-five, we had decided to wait until we were in our early thirties. Our thinking was that we would be more 'set' in life and able to better take care of our kids then. Well then I messed up my marriage in a very real, painful, and probably unforgivable way. It all started one afternoon. Cleaning my husband's home office, I stumbled across a magazine. It had letters from...
"Buenos dias, Señora Warner," Juana chanted, "Chu are a-wake airlee dees morning." She placed a coffee cup and saucer on the table where Gloria always sat and poured it full of the magic black elixir. She resumed humming her song and hurried to the refrigerator to get the cream; the sugar was already on the table. "What can I make for chu dees morning, Señora?" "Don't go to any trouble for me," Gloria answered. "Eet would be a plai-sure, Señora." Gloria stole a glance and Juana...
I gave up porn during my pregnancy and after giving birth to another baby boy, I became a housewife for about 4 months before accepting a job doing old man fetish porn in Europe. Mikey stayed in the US as I toured France, England, Germany and Russia, fucking old men that ranged in age from 65 to 85 for the next 6 months. It was the only steady porn job I could get and my addiction wouldn’t let me turn it down. I shot over 120 different films during that short period and returned home pregnant...
It was early in July, around the tenth, and my brother Randy was out of town for two weeks, attending some football camp. Randy was the quarterback at our high school, and good enough already that he'd had college coaches calling and coming out to our house to talk to him and my dad about their athletic scholarships, and Randy's future prospects. I'm Tom, only fifteen years old, and nothing at all like Randy. Where he is tall, intelligent, very athletic and good looking, I am five foot...
....and here IS the story as recounted to me by the delightful old lady, Bettina.The early morning spring sunshine lights up a pretty country scene. Whitewashed cottages line a neat and tidy village street. ElizabethSchmidt is in the local shop to buy provisions, but times are verydifficult, and even though she trims her shopping list to the bare minimum,she finds that she doesn't have enough money. Prices seem to be rising bythe day and her account at the shop is already too much for her to...