The Alliance Archive

The Name of the Game

I am tired for one, and very, very bored. I want to write Glow, but I can't think of anything. DAMN YOU WRITER's BLOCK!

Sorry for not uploading so soon.

There's quite a bit of foreshadowing, as well as flashbacking and present-ish stuff in this chap, so enjoy it while you can.

I think it explains a lot.

Enjoy, kittens.

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The boy stood on the outskirts of the city, eyes gazing over the expanse of land. What they had managed to accomplish. There was blood. There was pain. There were tears, and births and deaths and lives lived and time forgotten. Beasts to tame an unruly world.

The sea.

The last refuge. Man had no place in the sea. But the People did. So they took their technology and their workers and created a home, a life where there was little bother but the occasional shark or whale. Even Artemis Fowl was the norm after a year or two.

The boy stepped his way across the roof to the edge, thinking all the while. He had led such a normal life. Why did he have to find.... her? What was her significance? Who was she? He sighed and stopped himself at the ledge of the building, edge inches from his toes.

Such a normal life....

Shattered.

With her came evil, people hungered with power and destruction and death. With her followed offers, deals from the dark side of a refuge, the black essence of magic long lost, or powers used for things not so good. The Sanctity once upheld was spoiled by knowledge. Ignorance, it seemed, was bliss.

The boy stared once more at the city, and slowly looked down at the remote at his hand, and the far away ground below him.

A choice.

Destroy the cause of the darkness, or be the cause of it.

A choice.

Who was he to decide?

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I cupped my chin in my hands and closed my eyes, waiting for sleep.

Artemis was talking to Foaly, who I had never seen before and was tempted to go into an all-out boast-war with (after getting over the shock he was half horse, of course), but Trouble Kelp (Who I have extreme trust issues with) decided no, I wasn't going to listen to their secret plans, and after fighting over whether or not it was because  of my gender, I was tossed into the break room by a few LEP officers along with a stern warning never to smack an elf around the head again, despite the fact that we were both contributing to the biting and scratching. So while I sulked, Artemis made all the plans. I just felt like a lazy piece of dead weight that never did anything, and adding to the fact that I was a lazy b******, I felt so freaking tired I lay down and slept right on the table in a pile of crumbs and sticky something from previous lunches.

It was just an overall bad day.

Good thing a dream decided to punch me while I was out cold, the arse.

"Listen," A guy said to me, face shrouded in shadow. "It's not easy-"

"Being green?" I interrupted.

"Sure. Whatever. What I was trying to say was, It's not easy being someone like you."

I blanched. "Someone like me? A girl?"