This Damaged World
October 21st, 2006 by Salem
Chapter 42 - The Blade Masters all board the MobilBlade with Haiku climbing up to take a seat next to Mal. DarkRaptor leans into Selene and whispers, “Have PurpleRaptor take a seat with Haiku.” Selene did not know what to think. It was a very strange feeling being the one in charge with Dark around. “Take a seat next to Haiku, Purple,” said Selene. Mage Khet also took a seat up on the driver’s seat. Under Mage Khet’s breath, he was saying, “Damn you Siegfried,” over and over again. “Now that is a real mixed up looking family,” said Jarody when he saw Mal and Mage Khet with Haiku and Purple sitting between them. Emhril was already inside sitting in his large seat and sleeping. Jarody climbed into the carriage waiting for Vivien to come out of the house. BlueRaptor and Dark had a long goodbye hug and a kiss. “Be very careful sweetie and come back home,” said Blue. Zealot climbs up to the rear facing seat where Christina was sitting. David also entered the MobilBlade with ColdRaptor. Vivien exits the house with new clothes. She was dressed in a blood red shirt that was cut off just under her bust line showing a bare midriff with red fishnet gloves that went up to her elbows, tight blood red leather pants that hung on her hips with a black belt tilted to one side and a small pouch for her RPG. On Vivien’s feet were red stiletto heel boots that start at the knee. “If that does not scream teenage vampire, I don’t know what does,” said Dark. Jarody takes a look at Vivien and falls out of the MobilBlade. Zealot jumps off the back seat to help Jarody up. “That is right, Vivien is 973 years old. That would be a teenager in natural born vampire years,” said Selene.
“Does this carriage need all the horses to move?” asked Dark. “It can move with just Need A Smoke and Brother In-law. They are just required for steering,” said Salem. “Good, it’s been a long time since I have ridden a horse, I’m going to need a refresher ride,” said Dark. Darkwind, Skyclap, Syntax and Raptor were disconnected from the MobilBlade leaving Need A Smoke and Brother In-law. Salem mounted Syntax, Selene mounted Darkwind and Dark mounts Skyclap. “David, take Raptor,” said Jarody, climbing back into the MobilBlade. “You just want to be alone with Vivien,” said David. “Well, YEAH!” replied Jarody. “I’m riding in here,” said David, “I’m just not fit for horses.” “Jarody,” called Dark,” Let Cold ride your horse.” “Fine, Cold isn’t really alive anyway,” said Jarody. Cold mounts Raptor very arbitrarily. “Now we have two pair of twins,” said Zealot. “Selene and Salem and now Dark and Cold,” said Christina.
Detective Lagan exits the house and climbs inside the MobilBlade as well. Lagan did not feel like talking much. Losing Pacer was very hard on her, but she felt very determined to get him back on her own. “Cold, ride behind the! The! What do you call this carriage?” asked Dark. “The MobilBlade,” answered Salem. “Ride behind the MobilBlade and help guard the rear,” ordered Dark. “Let’s go!” yelled Selene. Mal pulled on the reins to get the MobilBlade moving and on it’s way. Dark, Salem and Selene on horseback took the lead. ColdRaptor took the rear position with both the GullBlade and Rook flying high above now being joined by PurpleRaptor’s Soundwave. Sturmer moved along the bushes trying to stay out of sight. Inside the MobilBlade, Vivien wrote something on her new RPG. But before she could show Jarody or anyone else what she wrote, a voice from the RPG read what she wrote, “Like how I look?” “Yes, yes I do,” said Jarody, “Now take it off.” “Can’t you wait until we stop for the night?” asked David. “No. You didn’t want to leave, so you’ll just have to watch me have my way with my vampire chick,” said Jarody. “Please, put your sinful libido to rest!” yelled Lagan, before turning to a nearby window. Emhril almost fell out of his seat when Lagan yelled. “Is everything alright in there?” asked Mal. “We’re alright! Jarody was just about to undress Vivien when Lagan objected,” yelled David. “You have a big fat mouth, David. DO you know that?” said Jarody. What is your first name Detective Lagan?” asked David, ignoring Jarody. Lagan was still too upset to answer. “Great. I am stuck in a carriage with a hot body, a hot head, and a hot!” David looks at Jarody, “Never mind.”
Riding a horse was coming back to Dark. Salem and Selene stayed on ether side to help. “Your secret is safe with me,” said Dark, “I just don’t agree with the faith you have with these Blades.” “The Blades are the greatest weapon we have against evil,” said Salem. “The BLADES HAVE DAMAGED THIS WORLD MORE THAN They HAVE HELPED IT!” yelled Dark, “I see it now. I learned the history of Earth and in comparison; the Blades have truly damaged this world.” “How are the Blades causing damage?” asked an upset Selene. “This world had a head start on all other worlds,” said Dark, “The people of this world expect technology to come out of nowhere. This world has been stuck in the Dark Ages with no sign of improvement.” “You are not being very fair about this,” said Selene, “A lot of technological advancement has happened since your disappearance. Philosophers at Lysts have learned how to use stored energy to light the Palace City at night.” “Your scientists may have figured out how to use electricity, but do they know how it is made? If it weren’t for whatever Blade creating the electricity, would they have bothered trying to find a way to light the city? You are amazed to see things like cars and planes like the RaptorWing because the main form of transportation on this world is still by horse,” said Dark, “You use birds to send letters long distances! Look at the police! They’re using single shot muskets! GothRaptor, your GunBlade may be a real one of a kind weapon here in this world but on Earth, it is obsolete compared to the level of weapon technology found there. Ninety percent of all sea going vessels are wooden ships powered by wind sails. We are going to Corsair, a city on the edge of a cliff of the west side of the Mantyan Expanse where they use cloth bags filled with hydrogen to make boat hulls fly and a horse to walk on a treadmill to power a fan to push it forward.”
“You are blaming the Blades for the lack of technology that has been developed in this world?” asked Salem. “How about what has been accomplished?” asked Selene, “From what Jarody has told us, there are far more primitive worlds than this one.” “But those world’s inhabitants are just barely coming out of the caves and just starting to develop a language,” said Dark, “According to your religion, a wish created you and everyone at the time of this creation could already communicate, understood the concept of building shelter and had the knowledge to cultivate and tend to crops for food other than hunting.” Selene yelps out, “But the worlds!” “There really is no excuse why this world with it’s jump start to be so far back and a world like Earth to be so far advanced with in the same time frame without the jumpstart. This world has been disadvantaged because a deified alien forgot to clean up after himself. If “Gin” really did have the best interests in heart for the life that was here before he brought his family to hide from the evils of their home universe, he should have included a section in his colloquy to keep the Blades and the raw Blade metal hidden.” “THE BLADES HAVE MADE THIS WORLD BETTER!” yelled Salem, “Without the Blades, Evil would have overpowered what good is in this world long before you were even born.” “You would have simply been overpowered by the mass of evil that would have occupied this world without the Blades,” said Selene. “You don’t understand what you are saying,” said Dark, “What I am hearing is that people would have simply let evil overrun the land because they did not have alien technology. I say the people would have fought and good would have persevered against any and all odds without advanced weapons. Other worlds had to make due without Blades.” Salem yelped, “Other worlds!” “You’re just feeling this way because you’ve never experienced or seen a world develop and grow with no Blades or any other alien technology,” said Dark.
“How did the Blades get created to begin with? They came from an alien world that had to develop the technology. I guaranty you that they didn’t have Blades from the very beginning like this world had,” said Dark before taking a drink of water from her canteen, “You have been alive for over four thousand years, and yet I, who have only been alive for forty two years, a flash in the pan compared to your existence, find myself in the role of being your teacher. You don’t even know if being made into two people by a Blade has created a long-term effect that is working against you.” “We have been like this since Jarody made us immortal and we both feel that our lives have been long enough to qualify each of us as separate people,” said Selene. “But you probably still forget whose body is whose. I remember the story GrayRaptor told me,” said Dark, “She was mating with who she thought was BladeRaptor until the morning came and it turned out that she was actually with GothRaptor. Are you still having sex with other females, Goth?” “Some times,” said Salem. “All the Raptors knew that only BladeRaptor would allow a male Raptor to mate with her and GothRaptor was into touching other female and nurse Raptors,” said Dark, “It was that discrepancy that led me to find out the truth. Goth and BladeRaptor were one in the same. Remember?” The twins could remember the long day where Dark had them both locked in a small room. They were interrogated by Dark until they gave up and admitted the truth about them. “As I said before, I am very sorry it had to be handled like that but I have never left much to chance,” said Dark. “It still hurts,” said Salem. “We could no longer be apart of the Raptor Pack after that,” said Selene. “That is why we returned back to the Temple of the Blades,” said Salem. “And a year later, Blue delivered the baby who would become the new PhoenixRaptor to you,” said Dark.
Darkness of the night was beginning to fall over the traveling group. It felt as if they had just left the Raptors’ home that morning. “Stop!” ordered Selene, “Let us set up camp here. Begin to set up the tents. Haiku and Purple will sleep inside the MobilBlade.” “Have ColdRaptor take the night watch, she doesn’t need to sleep. Just a suggestion,” whispered Dark into Selene’s ear. “ColdRaptor, take the night watch,” said Selene. “Understood,” said Cold in her usual monotone voice. “Purple doesn’t need to be put in the extra protected MobilBlade,” said Dark. “She is going into the MobilBlade more for Haiku’s benefit, Dark. Haiku is not going to want to stay inside unless Purple is in there with her, and as long as Haiku is inside the MobilBlade, she will not hear what is going to be happening outside,” said Selene. “Ah, I see what you mean,” said Dark. Mage Khet jumps off the driver’s seat when Mal stops the MobilBlade, “A metal seat is not meant for long travel! Ouch! My poor tail.” PurpleRaptor reaches up as Soundwave comes down from the sky and transforms into it’s electric guitar mode. PurpleRaptor attaches the Soundwave guitar to a large metal backpack on her back. “My backpack changes into a spider,” said Haiku. Jarody stands back as Vivien pitches a tent for them. “Nice, have her do the work,” said David. Christina comes up to David, “Want to share a tent?” “Sure!” said David, clearly exited about the idea. “I’m going to share a tent with Zealot,” said Selene. “I guess that leaves me and the good Detective Lagan,” said Salem. Lagan just started to set up the tent without a word. “I think it would be best if you had a talk with her tonight and let her get out what feelings she has bottled inside,” whispered Dark. “Lend an ear,” said Salem, “I understand.” Mage Khet climbs into the MobilBlade for the night.
“Then I guess It will be Mal and myself,” said Dark. “Fine by me, as long as you don’t mind my snoring,” said Mal. “That’s Ok, as long as you don’t mind my growling,” said Dark. Christina walks up to Salem, “I have a question that’s been bugging me.” “Go ahead, Christina,” answered Salem. “Dark is a male Raptor,” said Christina. “Yes, that is right,” said Salem. “Well! Where is it?” asked Christina. “She is like Zealot, it is retractable. If she was naked now she would still look like a human female. The only person who has seen it is Blue,” said Salem, “This answers your question?” “Wow,” was all Christina could say as Salem started to help Detective Lagan with the tent. Christina started a fire before joining David in their tent. Christina could already hear Jarody and Vivien playing around as well as Selene and Zealot. ColdRaptor watched Christina entered her and David’s tent. “Where are your clothes David?” Cold heard Christina say, “Did not know you had a tattoo.” “We stopped?” said Emhril from inside the MobilBlade. “Time to sleep now daddy,” said Haiku. Rook perched on top of the MobilBlade next to ColdRaptor and began to clean herself before going to sleep. The GullBlade mimicked Rook and did the same thing. Sturmer found a tree near Zealot and Selene’s tent and started to rest still half awake just incase an attack happened. Sturmer was not sure what Zealot and Selene were doing inside, but a lot of it was happening.
Darkwind, Skyclap, Need A Smoke and Brother In-law found a quiet spot at the other side of the MobilBlade. It was a long trip. Only Darkwind and Skyclap knew what Corsair was like and knew to rest as much as they could. Need A Smoke and Brother In-law had learned to follow the two older horses’ lead since they had the most experience. All Syntax had in mind was Raptor. Syntax felt that this was the moment he had been waiting for. Raptor was near the back of the MobilBlade where ColdRaptor had left her. Syntax moved to Raptor. Her scent was the first thing that hit him. She had the most perfect aroma in the world he thought. Her black fur had a bluish glow in the moonlight and her rear end was very inviting. “Get back to the other male horses,” said ColdRaptor as she jumped down from the top of the MobilBlade. Cold takes Syntax by the reins and guides him back to the other four male horses. “Foiled again,” thought Syntax.