A Brief Glimpse Into What I Had Planned: Afterword – Not Quite the End

And lastly the Afterword. If you’d like it all in one place, please feel free to download the PDF, which has all five chapters and the afterword.

1 – Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons First Five Chapters


Afterword – Not Quite the End


It is easy enough to see that this is not a finished novel. These first five chapters in what might have been the last and final book to a duology is being called Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons. This is, of course, a working title. I hadn’t committed to it quite yet. That matters little now, but still it is something I thought I should mention. Either way, this is mostly the beginning of what I had planned to be a bigger, meatier, second part of Kyle’s adventure. And as I’ve mentioned before, it still might end up being that way someday. Just not now.

Either way. Here’s a little overview of what might have come if I had gotten to writing it now.


After the visit from Titans, King Zephyr is introduced. Kyle is basically accused of working with the Titans and breaking the law. His arrest is called for. Luckily, Grandmaster Dante steps in to calm the king down. It works, but Kyle is called to the capital to answer to the King there. Along with the mystery woman who helped saved Master Helen. We find out that this woman is Kyle’s Mother, Melissa.

Grandmaster Dante, Proculus, and Melissa take Kyle to capital where Kyle formally meets the king. The King although first angry with Kyle, warms up to him rather quickly and finds the fact that he is from another realm interesting. By the end of it, he commands that Kyle stay at the capital and enroll in their academy. Having no choice in the matter, Kyle must immediately transfer and is now enrolled in class with no break to spend with his friends. Melissa, for past crimes, is given a lenient sentence thanks to Grandmaster Dante. However, this sentence requires her to stay at Soul Gate Academy which she is adamantly against, but with a choice between that or prison, she goes with Grandmaster Dante to stay under his watchful eye. Proculus transfers to teach at the King’s Academy, not wanting Kyle to be alone.

Life in the Academy begins and Kyle finds that this is less friendly of a school. Doubly rejected for having once been at Soul Gate Academy and the boy from the other realm, he is friendless. Time goes by and the time for the tournament is nearing. Soul Gate Academy arrives as a flying castle and the schools are effectively combined which gives Kyle back his friends, but conflict arises as the two schools butt heads. Kyle’s relationship with Garnet is something that freshens hate. More time goes by.

Halfway through the year, it’s announced that tournament will begin with the first event will happen at Dragon’s Eye Academy, a school further to the north and the last of Dusk’s three academies. Soul Gate Academy and Dusk Academy make their way there on the flying castle and huge parade/party event preludes the first event which is a race.

Kane is a contestant in the race and comes close to winning, but loses to an older SoGA tyro. Kyle suspects that Kane lost on purpose, which makes celebrating difficult for him even though the rest of his side is enjoying the victory. Later that night, a battle breaks out and hell breaks out as Titans join the fight against them.

A friend of Kyle’s dies and it’s because he chose not to kill an enemy combatant. Later, Kyle gets a chance at revenge and achieves it. It’s bittersweet because he’s captured as a result. He also witnesses Titans capturing Garnet and can do nothing to help.

And then… BOOOM! Lots of other things, but I fear to tell more should I ever come back to this adventure. And there definitely is more to this story! I just think that giving it away now would not be the best idea. Let’s just say that if it ever should come to pass that I write the rest of this adventure, I hope I do not disappoint.

I can and will say that these two books were just meant as a beginning for Kyle Demore. There is more to this universe and at the end this particular adventure, he gets put in a position where it becomes his duty to look for something. Vague, I know, but I can’t spell out everything.

Either way, if you’ve read this far, you have my eternal appreciation. I hope I can one day give you a more satisfying ending, but I hope you respect my decision to step away from this for now. Hopefully, in following the traditional publishing path I can make a name for myself and get back to it in a few years. It is possible, I suppose.




Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons – First Five Chapters

Copyrighted © 2017 by Samuel J. Vega

All rights reserved.


Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons Chapter 5: Titans Enter

The last chapter to be released, but if you’d like it all in one place, please feel free to download the PDF, which has all five chapters and the afterword.

1 – Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons First Five Chapters


Chapter 5 – Titans Enter

It was after lunch when Kevin surprised Kyle with the news that he was welcome to spend break staying at his grandmother’s home with him and his family. Kross, Kevin, and Kyle walked behind the Garnet, Rayne, and Terra as they all made their way outside to take the ShiftDoor test. The masters had scheduled it for the afternoon, knowing everyone was likely to sleep in after a late night.

“I can stay with you?” Kyle wasn’t sure he’d heard his speech pad correctly.

“Ah,” Kevin began writing. “And Kross has given me his word that he will be there after a short visit to his parents.”

Kross nodded, but didn’t elaborate. He’d been quiet all morning. His focus was fine-tuned to the point of insanity. Kyle was certain that if there was only one person that passed today, it would be Kross the Monk.

“But is it okay?” Kyle tried not to sound too hopeful. He’d been trying to avoid facing the dread he felt all morning when he noticed that many of the tyros had left SoGA as of this morning. “I don’t have any money.”

“Money?” Kevin’s notepad said. “What would you need that for?”

“Ya know,” Kyle’s face went warm. “To pay for food and stuff.”

“You needn’t worry,” Kevin smiled. “Everything will be taken care of. My grandmother is very generous. I have told her about you and she has assured me that you will be taken care of. Plus,” he added, with a boyish grin. “I’m sort of her favorite. After I told her about you, she made it clear that she wouldn’t take no for an answer. I must warn you, though. I think she believes she is getting a new grandson to add to her collection.”

Kyle was taken aback, but he wanted to smile at the last part. It sounded like something Nana would have said. “You sure? I don’t want to impose.”

“Ah,” Kevin waved the idea away, not even bothering to write out a reply.

“Thanks, Kevin,” Kyle said, quietly. He’d been ready for a break with only the masters as company, convincing himself that it would be a good time to focus on his training. Now, given the chance to spend the time with friends, it somehow made him feel lighter.

Kevin placed his hand on his pad to write a reply, but at the last second decided against it. Instead, he slapped Kyle’s shoulder. “Ah,” he said fondly. There was much Kyle felt in that unsaid moment, but mostly, it was affection. He was fortunate to know and call Kevin the Bison his friend. Kevin left them to join Rayne and Terra who parted from Garnet. They’d be watching them to take the test from afar.

Garnet, Kross, and Kyle joined the tyros waiting near where the pool had been last night. It’d been emptied of water and filled with dirt while they slept. Now, it could have just been an area waiting for the grass to grow back. More joined them as they waited. When it was time, they’d be sorted into small groups and then attempt to open three doors under the supervision of a master.

“There are a lot of people here,” Kross said. It was the first full sentence he’d said all day. “I’m not even sure if there were half this many last year.”

“Probably has to do with the rumor about having to be able to open ShiftDoors to enter the Lunar Tournament.” Garnet said.

“Nonsense,” Kross muttered before falling back into his determined concentration.

“What if it is required to enter?” Kyle asked Garnet.

“It won’t be,” Garnet sighed. “A person’s abilities are what is going to matter. Opening a ShiftDoor isn’t a true indication of anything. It ends up having to do more with imagining something to be real. It’s a little harder to grasp for some people and there have been plenty with great skill who have trouble with ShiftDoors.” She directed this last statement at Kross, who pointedly ignored her. She sighed, again.

“Well regardless of the tournament, I’m sure we’ll all pass,” Kyle tried to sound more confident than he felt. Garnet just nodded.

A few minutes later, the masters showed up to separate the tyros into groups. Kyle, Kross, and Garnet were all placed with Master Helen who helped with sorting, which meant they’d have to wait even longer to start. Kyle had been hoping to be placed with Master Proculus, but he was absent this morning. Something about that seemed off to Kyle. Proculus was always one to partake in these types of duties.

He was surprised to see Elleneya the Gatekeeper July heading their way. She was dressed in a grey skirt and green top. She also wore her white witch’s hat with its dozens of dangling keys. It hid most of her bushy brow hair. She’d been popular the night before dressed in a scantily clad bikini that most agreed might not exactly be the best for swimming. Her real scandal, according to the gossip, was the very public attention she bestowed upon Master Proculus. From what Kyle could tell, the two got along well and he didn’t see why it seemed to peak so many people’s interest. Well, she is nice-looking, I suppose. Her current presence did interest Kyle since it made Proculus’ absence even more odd. Since coming to Soul Gate Academy, Elleneya was hardly ever seen without him.

“You,” she pointed at Kyle as she moved closer.

“Yes, Gatekeeper?” Kyle still wasn’t sure what the protocol was with addressing the Gatekeepers.

“Call me Ellen,” she hissed. “Gatekeeper is what you call old geezers like October. Beautiful ladies like Garnet and I are to be called by our first names.” She winked at Garnet, who smiled, but looked as confused as Kyle felt.

“Okay, Ellen,” Kyle said slowly. “Is there something you need me for?”

“Yes,” Ellen grabbed one of her keys, smiling from ear to ear. “You’re the reason for our first fight.” Everyone around them, Kyle finally noticed, was watching. He, he realized just then, was used to it.

“Uh,” he took a step back. “I’m sorry?”

“Don’t be! I won the fight.” She pointed the key at Kyle and turned it.

Kyle felt a sudden click in his head that sounded off like a gong, shaking him entirely. Then the world tilted on its side. There was a shout, but it was unintelligible. He blinked and everything went dark. He hadn’t lost consciousness, though. Of that, he was certain. Instead, it felt like he’d been transported to a different place where the light was just gone. But I haven’t moved. His heart pounded in his ears as the minutes passed. Or was it hours? He tried to move, but his arms didn’t work, nor did his legs. He couldn’t even tell if he was breathing. In the distance, a soft blue light floated, slowly falling from high in the sky. Why does it look so familiar?

He blinked again and the world came back into view with Garnet standing over him.

“Kyle,” her voice sounded frantic. “Kyle, are you okay?”

He was flat on the ground, looking at her with dizzy eyes. He stood, wobbling slightly before straightening up. The pounding in his head was still there, but beyond that he felt fine.

“Kyle,” Garnet grabbed him by the shoulders.

“I’m fine,” he said. “What happened?”

Behind Garnet, Master Helen was yelling at Elleneya the Gatekeeper July, who was muttering apologies and nodding her head. The rest of the tyros had backed away, forming a semi-circle around them. Terra, Rayne, and Kevin were moving toward them.

“You three will stay put,” Master Helen, said crossly. “Go back to sitting down.”

The three of them stopped in their tracks, then obeyed.

“How long was I out?” Kyle found it surprising that the three of them had waited till now to move.

“Only a few seconds,” she answered him. Her big blue eyes were staring into his like they were searching for something. “You pretty much just fell and got back up. They started yelling at her as soon as you were on the ground. A few seconds…but it had felt longer than that. Much longer.

“I didn’t hurt him,” Ellen insisted pointed at Kyle. “Look!”

Helen turned to find Kyle standing. He tried to reassure her with a grin, but this just seemed to increase the worry lined in her face.

“How do you feel?” She asked.

“Fine?” Kyle answered. Helen raised her eyebrows, obviously doubting him. “Really, I’m fine, Master. I don’t know what came over me.”

“Nothing came over you,” Ellen explained. “I just unlocked a lock in your head. It’s been there since I first met you. I told Procu that I had to open it or it could kill you. I think.”

“What?” Kyle said. Master Helen, Kross, and Garnet all said it with him.

“That’s enough,” Grandmaster Dante walked into the circle tyros. Kross trailed behind him. “This is not the place to go into the details.”

“I am a Gatekeeper,” Elleneya pursed her lips together. “I thought it best to act promptly.”

“Promptness is fine,” Dante nodded. “Your choice of location is what is dubious here.”

Elleneya didn’t seem to realize that people were watching them until that moment. She sighed, conceding. “Sorry,” she muttered.

“Perhaps,” Dante said in an obvious effort to move the conversation elsewhere, “you would be so kind as to check in on Master Proculus? He went to meet the King at one of the Shift Door points. I had expected him to return by now. I doubt there is anything to worry about, but it’d be best to be sure.”

“Say no more,” Ellen turned to Kyle. “Sorry for the…lack of manners. My parents must’ve forgot a few lessons with me.”

“More than a few,” Master Helen huffed, heatedly.

“It was a few hundred years ago,” Elleneya shrugged. “So, you’re probably right.”

Kyle’s mouth flew open. Hundreds? She hardly looked like she could pass for thirty. No one else seemed even faintly surprised by this.

“Forgive me,” Master Helen who always looked stern, dropped her gaze. “I know you’ve given up much. You deserve my respect and you have it.”

“No forgiving necessary,” Ellen said, wistfully. “I know it probably looked more nefarious than it should have. That was part of the fun, after all.” She made as if it to go, but then turned back to Kyle, edging closer to whisper into his ear. “Boy from the other realm, Kyle the Static. I think you are important, somehow. Everything seems to have you near it in one way or another. Stay safe.” She backed away, but Kyle grabbed her arm.

“I’m not,” he said, letting her go abruptly. “Can’t you tell by just looking at me? I’m nobody.”

“Nobody, huh?” Her eyes lit up. “He said the same thing.” She didn’t say another word, striding to the academy’s exit to disappear into the forest. Everyone watched her go. She was, after all, a gatekeeper.

“Time for the test!” Grandmaster Dante shouted, making everyone jump. He turned and whispered something to Kyle. “If you really do feel fine, I see no reason why you shouldn’t continue. Are you sure you’re okay?”

Kyle nodded, “I’m fine, Grandmaster.”

“Very well. Come see me when this is all done, okay?” He took off before Kyle could reply, shouting other commands for Masters to begin the ShiftDoor test.

“Line up!” Master Helen shouted at a nearby group of tyros. “You three, back of the line.”

Kross, Garnet, and Kyle gather with the group of tyros, forming at the back of the group that was muttering quite lively about Kyle as he walked by. Kyle opted automatically to be last in line and neither Garnet nor Kross objected. Master Helen began calling tyros up one at time to unlock ShiftDoors.

“I have a lock in my head?” Kyle said. The words felt hollow to say aloud and even worse to contemplate. Who put it there and why?

“It’s not as uncommon as you’d think,” Garnet said. “I believe when I became a reader, I was told they removed two locks from mine.”

“Really?” Kyle’s eyes widened. “What about you, Kross?”

“None,” Kross rubbed his hands together nervously. He was studying every person as they did their test. Two had failed already. “Not to my knowledge, at least. Now really isn’t the time to discuss this, though. We should focus.”

“You’re focused enough for the three of us,” Kyle sighed.

“He’s right, Kyle,” Garnet put a hand on his shoulder. Her hand felt warm. “Try not to think about it too much, right now. Just concentrate on the ShiftDoor test.” It looked like she was about to lean in to kiss him, but she didn’t. He wanted her to, but there was enough going on without the added drama of people freaking out that the boy from the other realm was being kissed by one of the most well-liked girls in the academy. People just might try to kill him if they knew. That’s the last thing I need.

“All right,” Kyle agreed.

They waited in silence, watching the rest of the group take their test one by one. Many were passing, opening three ShiftDoors, but almost just as many failed to. Master Helen watched closely, marking a notepad and saying very little except for “Next,” or “Good job,” or “Don’t worry, you can try again next year.” Kross cringed every time she said that last one to disheartened students. Dread began to set in as Kyle’s turn came closer.

“Next,” Master Helen said to Kross. He was the first of the three of them.

Master Helen had barely given him the nod to begin, when three doors popped into existence. They were approved almost just as quickly. He had passed.

“That was quick,” Garnet said.

Kross’ face went red, but it was easy to see that he was pleased. “Guess I didn’t have to worry, too much.”

“Of course, you didn’t,” Master Helen shooed him away. “But discuss it later. We’re the last group and Grandmaster Dante would like to lock the school from ShiftDoors as soon as possible, so hurry up out of the way. Come on, Scarlet Needle. You’re next.”

Garnet passed with little issue, but she opened the doors one at a time like she was supposed to. I knew she would pass. Kyle smiled, feeling proud of her. She offered him an encouraging grin as he stepped up to do his test.

“You sure you’re feeling fine, Static?” Master Helen asked. “You can always wait to take the test next year.”

“I’m fine, Master,” Kyle let out a long breath. “Can I start?”

She nodded and he held his hand as though he had a key in it. He turned it, concentrating on the Rayne’s home first. He figured this would be the hardest one because it was technically the furthest. There was a slight pressure on his on the back of his eyes as a crème colored ShiftDoor slid into existence in front of him. It hadn’t felt bad or even uncomfortable, but more like he was trying to look up and down at the same time. No one had warned him that it would feel like that.

Master Helen inspected it, “Good.”

He let out a long breath. Two more to go. He began picturing a second ShiftDoor that would lead to outside of Dilu Village. He turned his hand. This time a lime green door formed. The same pressure pressed on his eyes. Weird.

Master Helen inspected the new door. “Good,” she said with an approving nod.

One more. Kyle felt his chest swelling as the nervousness subsided. The next ShiftDoor would lead to Arragin Mountain. This was the first place he’d ever seen in Endera and he remembered it well. And so again, he concentrated, picturing the mountainside and its wild beauty of greens and trickling streams. He turned his hand, and as he did, the memory of a soft blue light floating high in a dark sky entered his mind. That’s not right.

A large black door appeared and the slight pressure he’d expected to affect his eyes came in sudden intense jolt. It still didn’t hurt, but he was sure he’d ever get used to it. The door was twelve feet high and looked like it’d been smear with charcoal. In its center was large white circle with a triangle drawn in red with two lines that ran through it as though to cross it out. It looked like it’d been drawn in blood.

“I don’t think this is right,” he muttered, trying not to sound too disappointed with himself. He hoped that since it was a ShiftDoor, it would count anyways, though. He just needed to find out where it led to because he was certain that it didn’t lead to Arragin Mountain.

“Kyle,” Master Helen said in a tight, nervous whisper. It was so unlike her, Kyle would have thought someone else had spoken if he hadn’t seen her lips move. “Why did you summon this ShiftDoor?” She took a careful step back. That was when it finally dawned on Kyle that something was very wrong.

She was scared.

“I just,” he immediately wanted to apologize, but wasn’t sure why. “I was trying to open a door to Arragin Mountain.”

“This does not go to Arragin Mountain,” she took another step back. “Get back. Away from the door, now!” Kyle backed away. He was the only nearby since he was the last to take the test. He still wasn’t sure what exactly he’d done, but his heart raced.

Suddenly, a loud BANG came from the other side of the door. There were no hinges that it could shake, but Kyle felt it in the ground. Behind Kyle, there were sudden shouts. He kept his eyes on the door. BANG!

“Everyone back away! Logan gather all the nearby masters. Helen throw up your wall. Helen!”

BANG! BANG! BANG! Something is trying to get through. Is that even possible?

A pair of hands grabbed Kyle and hauled him back. Kevin and Kross each had one of his arms and were dragging him back toward the castle. They stopped a moment later, while they still were all within earshot of the door. If the masters had wanted them further away, they didn’t bother to say so.

Nearly all of them were focused on the door.

Master Helen appeared in front of Kyle, turning her key so quickly that Kyle couldn’t catch every turn. “Stay behind this point,” she threw her key into the ground so hard that it stuck up. A transparent red aura blossomed from the key, forming into a wall. “No one other than Masters are to pass. Terra take lead, here. Do not get involved.”

Kyle had not even seen Terra until that point.

“Yeah, of course,” Terra said with none of her usual mirth. “I’ll put up another wall so you can don’t have to concentrate on it.”

“Thank you,” Master Helen moved away, joining the Masters gathered near the door. Most of them held weapons. Grandmaster Dante stood at their head staring intently into the doorway, his cane firmly in his hands.

“You two can let him go now,” Terra said to Kross and Kevin, who let him go immediately.

“What is going on?” Kyle asked. BANG!

Terra pressed her own key into the ground and Kyle saw another wall go up effectively doubling it with her own aura. A shiver ran down his spine. This kind of defensive precautions seemed like overkill. And what is going to come out of that door way?

“You opened a ShiftDoor to one of the places you’re not supposed to,” Garnet stood to his left. BANG! Her face was ghost pale. “The Forgotten Realm.”

“And what exactly lives in the Forgotten Realm?” Kyle couldn’t take his eyes off the doorway. BANG! Something about the door felt familiar. Something almost comforting. But he had never even heard of the Forgotten Realm, so it seemed like his mind was just playing tricks on him.

“Titans,” Rayne said softly, also to his left.  “The name given to those who broke the world.”

Titans? Plural. Like a lot of them? The word filled him with ice. In some way or form, Endera had been connected to the place he’d known as Earth. It was now his understanding that every mythological or legendary figure from Earth had just been an Enderan with a tendency to make sure their exploits had been known in some form or another. And what he knew about titans meant that they’d likely be big, mean, and powerful.

BANG! The door finally gave way, falling flat onto the ground to expose a pitch-black doorway. Complete silence followed. Kyle kept his eyes focused on the doorway. Something had forced it open and that was not supposed to happen.

“The king was right,” a voice boomed from the darkness in the doorway. “The doors are getting weaker. Look at that light! We’re the first to see it in a millennium.”

“Should we go out?” said another voice.

“Of course!” answered the first one. “The first to feel the sun light in a millennium!”

“Yes, you mentioned the millennium already. I don’t think saying it continuously will make it any truer.”

“Hah! My point still stands.”

“I’m not sure, Dorion. It’s probably dangerous.”

“Dangerous? Ixion what did we break the door down for if not to go through?”

“To see if it could be done, mainly.”

“Bah! You worry too much. We’ll simply fade back here when the door fades. The locks will make certain of that. It’s completely risk free.”

“Unless someone kills you while you’re out there.”

“Okay, so not completely risk-free. Live a little.”

“Wait—ah damn it, you’ll be the death of me, Dorion.”

“I’m coming out,” shouted Dorion. “Don’t—umm—be afraid?”

An impressively large man emerged from the doorway stepping into the sunlight with an audible gasp of delight and a wide smile. Dorion had pale grey skin and a wide nose. His blonde hair trailed from his head, floating above him like yellow smoke. Behind him was another who matched him in height at about ten feet tall. Ixion scowled as he followed, a trail of black hair floating above him in the same way. They both wore simple tunics and trousers that were a dull grey, completely void of any color. Their skin, however, gained color with every passing moment.

“Ixion,” Dorion pointed. “Look, humans! Hah! And the castle. What are the chances?!”

“I can see that,” Ixion said narrowing his eyes. “Quite a lot of them, if you count the smaller ones over there. The castle is not such a surprise.”

“Why not?”

“Because we were nearby on our side. It makes sense that it reflects a similar location on in relation to the castle on each side. That’s my theory anyways.”

“Hmm,” Dorion rubbed his chin. “Sounds right.”

“Titans!” Grandmaster stood in front of the group of Masters twenty paces from where the doorway. “You are not welcome here.”

The Grandmaster’s clear hostility shocked Kyle. The titans didn’t exactly give off the vibe that they’d like to cause any harm. They didn’t seem like they wanted to do anything. By their own admission, it just sounded like they wanted to feel the sunlight.

“My name is Dorion, human,” the titan sighed. “How is it the prejudice against our kind still has such hold in Endera. What has it been, three, four hundred years?”

“According to the Accords, it’s been six hundred and fifty-seven years,” Ixion said. “I do hope that there are some who can be reasoned with.”

“You were responsible for breaking the world,” Grandmaster Dante said. “You—”

“I broke nothing,” snapped Ixion. “What our ancestors did has nothing to do with us.”

Kyle could hardly believe what he was hearing. Were these titans being punished for something their ancestors did? He knew he was likely missing some vital piece of information, but something about it didn’t sit well with him.

“Why are you here,” Dante asked. “The locks should hold you to your realm.”

“We are here because we saw a door and walked through it,” Dorian rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “There’s really no other reason needed. Now if you don’t mind, I would like to stop talking and go see that water over there. It looks fantastic.”

“It’s an ocean,” Ixion said. “Do not drink from it.”

“I know to not drink from an ocean! I’m not a fool.”

“Enough!” Dante stepped forward. “You will return to your realm so that I may seal this door.”

“We’ll do so when we’re good and ready,” snarled Ixion. He spread his stance a little wider. “Until then, we expect your finest hospitality.”

“I concur!” Dorian smirked, rolling his shoulder. “That sounded much more dignified than usual, right?”

“Like a proper Titan,” Ixion cracked his knuckles.

The world fell silent yet again as the two groups stared at each other. Neither would back down. A moment passed and then another. And then the moment broke like it’d been cracked in half by a whip.

Dante moved in a blur with Logan following him like a shadow. Each threw punches that could have crumbled a castle wall. The titans both blocked the punches, immediately proving they would not be easy foes.

Dorion jumped high into the air, casting a great shadow over the group of masters below. He fell feet first, coming down like a boulder. The masters scattered out of the way, dodging as the force of it made an impact crater the stretched all the way to the wall of aura.

Kyle gulped. That kind of strength was beyond anything he’d ever seen. One hit and even a master would be in trouble. Many of the tyros who had gathered along the aura wall even took a step backwards when they reached the same conclusion.

Ixion focused his attack on the Grandmaster, sweeping his foot along the ground. Dirt and stones flew at Grandmatster Dante who didn’t even flinch. Another wall of aura from Master Helen formed in front of him and the projectiles all slowed down to look like they were traveling through jelly. The debris dropped harmlessly to the ground as it exited.

The fight turned chaotic. The masters jumped around the titans, attacking with vicious slashes, punches, and kicks, but the titans, although nearly the size of any two masters together, were agile. They dodged and countered with swings from arms that acted like giant hammers. More than once, the ground was hit causing rock fragments to fly toward the tyros. None of it ever made it pass the walls of aura.

Kyle’s mouth went dry as he watched. He’d meant to open a door Arragin Mountain. Everything seems to have you near it in one way or another.  Elleneya’s voice replayed in his head. She’s wrong, isn’t she? He took a step forward, feeling a sudden urge to do something, anything, to help. What if someone gets hurt? Maybe there’s something I can do.  

“Kyle the Static,” Terra hissed instantly. “Stay where you are.”


“But nothing,” Terra stepped toward him. “Those Masters are literally some of the strongest people in all of Endera. You are a barely nothing teenager who still hasn’t fully mastered his voice box let alone your abilities. You will stay exactly where you are or I’ll break bones until you think it sounds like a good idea. Am I clear?” She was almost a different person.

Kyle hesitated before backing down, but he couldn’t argue with Terra. She was right. He’d likely be more of a liability if he tried helping. Knowing that did nothing to calm his nerves. “I’ll stay put.”

“Damn right you will,” Terra nodded.

“You there,” A deeply tanned woman with long black hair moved toward Terra. She wore battered leather armor with ragged cloth hanging from it. Her hand rested on the hilt of a sheathed sword at her hip as her chilling bright green eyes took in the fight. “What’s going on here? Why are there Titans?”

“Lady, if you take another step, I will end you,” Terra widened her stance and readied herself by putting both her fist together near her waist like she was going to pull a sword out of her hip bones. The lady halted, obeying. The loud tumbles of a Titan rolling on the ground and throwing another wild punch crunched the ground behind them. “Who are you?”

“No one,” the woman shrugged. “Just a former tyro who was passing by—” She stopped talking. Her eyes grew wide at the site of Kyle standing nearby. He was certain he’d never seen her before, but there was no questioning that her reaction was one of recognition.

“Sounds convenient,” Terra said, unconvinced. “Or is it just coincidence?”

The crowd gasped in horror excusing the woman from having to answer. One of the masters was soaring toward the Cold Ocean as though they’d been shot out of a cannon. As the figure flew over the freezing water, the first wall of aura disappeared. That could only mean it was Master Helen.

Kyle moved before he could think, but only made it a step when Terra’s hand closed around his arm in an iron grip. What the? He realized then that he’d taken more than just a step. Behind him was the aura wall with his friends on the other side, while he stood on the side where his masters were brawling with titans. At least he wasn’t alone.

“Having to pay attention to you let that woman through, you idiot!” Terra grumbled. “Looks like she’s going to help, though. And she’s skilled. Very.”

They watched from where they stood the woman sprint toward the beach, twisting a key that was now in her hand.

“I’ve got her!” she shouted at two masters who’d broken away from the fight. The two of them nodded, seemingly recognizing who the woman was and returned to join the others. The air next to the woman distorted as she ran. Out of it shot a thick green vine that moved blindingly fast toward Master Helen. It caught her, wrapping around to secure her more tightly. The woman tugged on the vine and it pulled the master to safety, taking care not to let her touch the water.

“Bring her back behind the aura,” Terra shouted to the woman. She tugged on Kyle’s arm, pulling him back to where they’d stood earlier. The battle between the masters and titans still raged and every so often there was another crunch of dirt and stone, but the masters were keeping them contained. Kyle realized then that that was the point. The masters weren’t actively trying to hurt the titans. They were just trying to force them back into the door, which apparently was a very difficult thing to do.

The woman set Master Helen down in front of Terra gently. Helen was unconscious and looked mostly the same except for the green vine which was tied around one of her legs. Kyle’s heart fell into his stomach when he saw why. She was missing her right foot. Amidst the shouts of shock, Garnet and a few older tyros started treatment on the master without hesitation. Medications with keys could heal great wounds, but Kyle had never seen an injury like this. What if it isn’t enough? She could be missing her foot for the rest of her life. All because he’d summoned a ShiftDoor. By accident, yes, but still he’d been the one to do it.

This is my fault.

Before he could give it further thought, there was a loud crack behind him. Kyle turned around, feeling his heart drop a second time as Master Logan rolled across the ground toward them. He righted himself just before hitting the aura, but the effort caused him to grit his teeth so loud Kyle could hear it. That didn’t surprise Kyle given then state of Logan’s tattered right arm. It looked like it had exploded from the inside and freely bled as Logan clutched it with his other hand.

“Enough!” Dante shot a giant wave of flames at both the Titans. The heat was intense enough that Kyle felt it where he stood. It flew into Ixion with a force that threw the massive titan off balance. Dante let loose another wave aimed at Dorion. It slammed into him, lifting him off his feet and blasting him into Ixion. They recovered easily, but it must have been too much even for them. They both took off at a sprint and dove back into the Forgotten Realm.

Grandmaster Dante let them.

Kyle felt himself let out a long sigh of relief as the Grandmaster Dante and couple of the masters reset the door. With a few turns of the Grandmaster’s wrist, it disappeared as though it had never been there. The surrounding area of destroyed land told another story.

“The King!” Whispers hissed behind Kyle in a frenzy. What is it now? Kyle turned to the gate, looking for the cause of the commotion. For the second time that day Kross and Kevin grabbed him. Instead of dragging him away, they forced him to kneel. Kyle had never kneeled for a king before, but he had tried once for a Gatekeeper. He couldn’t bring himself to bow his head, though. Not when he’d never actually seen a king before either.

It was obvious who the king was. He walked in surrounded by a group of a dozen well armored men and women. His tan skin and dark long hair had a shine to it that matched with his small silver crown. He was a handsome man with large eyes and a strong jaw and dressed in a fine black suit that he wore well. If not for the crown, Kyle might have guessed that he was just a Master from another school.

“Was that a Titan?!” asked the king. His voice was smooth, elegant. “Who did this? How?”

Kyle felt hundreds of eyes bounce back and forth between the king and him. It was enough to make him gulp.


Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons – First Five Chapters

Copyrighted © 2017 by Samuel J. Vega

All rights reserved.

Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons Chapter 4: The Work of Masters

Over the next few days, I’m releasing the chapters in order, but if you can’t wait, please feel free to download the PDF, which has all five chapters and the afterword.

1 – Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons First Five Chapters


4 – The Work of Masters


A few hours later, Kyle, along with most of the tyros of Soul Gate Academy, were on the practice grounds waiting for the night’s events to begin in their swimming wear. They sat around an area the size of two soccer fields, filling the hundreds of large towels that had been laid out for them. It was a warm cloudless night and the first stars began filling the sky as though being spread by a paintbrush. Kyle had never noticed before how they seemed to pop into view with all the effort of a flick of wrist. He laid back on his towel, ignoring the chaotic symphony of hundreds of teenagers talking to each other. He even blocked out his friends, who seemed to be in a conversation about the classes Rayne would be taking.

Something about looking at the stars just felt different than usual. It was like he was floating amongst clouds and drifting higher by the moment. Each star drew in his focus, vying for his attention with their luminescent posturing against the subtle cosmic vastness. His gaze never stayed on one star for very long. It’s beautiful. His eyes wandered as it solidified into a fuller image. He could tell that this was not the sky of his childhood, but when he tried to remember the sight of that distant sky, nothing came to mind except for an empty blackness. That felt wrong, but perhaps he’d just never paid that much attention to it before. That was likely. He wasn’t even sure why he looked at the stars so intently now. Shouldn’t he have been talking to his friends?

A loud sudden beep went off right next to Kyle’s ear.

“What the—” Kyle sat up so hard he almost lifted off the ground. He scanned everyone in sight. Had someone played a prank on him? No one else seemed to be reacting to it. They were all still locked in conversations. BEEP!

“Gggrrr—brz brz,” A sound like a static radio echoed directly in Kyle’s ears. “—ber—sszz—you can find—ggrzz—”

“You can find?” Kyle said, quietly. “What?” He narrowed his eyes, continue his search for he would be pranker. How were they doing it? But no matter how hard he looked, he only saw a crowd full of people who were thoroughly ignoring him. That was odd in its own way. He could usually expect to find a glare or two in a crawl this big. Am I’m hearing things?

Another loud buzz, “Brzz—last—doh—rzz.” It was followed by a tiny pop! Then complete silence. And then the noise of talking teenagers, again.

Kyle kept looking around. Someone was obviously poking fun at him, snickering at his obvious confusion. Who the hell is doing that? I—

“Kyle?” Terra sat next to him. “You feel like you’re about to jump out of your skin.”

“I feel?” Kyle asked.

“Well, I would have said ‘you look’, but I don’t think you would have believed me.” She waved a hand in front of her eyes, smirking.

“Right,” Kyle smiled. “Sorry, I’m just—well I thought I heard something.”

“You heard something?”

Kyle hesitated. He didn’t exactly think his little episode—or whatever it really was—should be kept it secret, but he didn’t know Terra very well. What if this made her think less of him somehow? He found that he didn’t want that. But if there was anyone that might have heard what he just had, it was probably Terra.

“It sounded like someone was trying to talk to me with a broken walkie talkie or maybe they were using one that was too far away to work.”

“A walkie talkie?” Terra tilted her head in a very dog-like fashion.

“Yeah,” Kyle nodded, realizing that she probably had no idea what a walkie talkie was. “It’s a device that people from my realm can use to communicate over far distances. I don’t really know if there is anything like it in this realm.”

“And they decided to call it a walkie talkie?”

“Yeah—I’m not actually sure if that’s it’s official name. It’s just what people call them.”

“I see,” Terra pursed her lips. “Kevin’s notepad can be used over distances. Is it like that?”

“Sort of,” Kyle said. “So, one person talks into this little box device and the other person can hear them talk out of a matching device somewhere else.”

“I see,” Terra nodded. “And someone used this walkie talkie to talk to you now?”

“Well, no,” Kyle said.


“I heard a voice that sounded like it was coming from one, but I don’t have one of those devices on me.” Kyle had never actually even held a walkie talkie before, but making that point now seemed like it would be anything but helpful. “I’m probably just going crazy.” He tried to sound like he was making a joke.

“Maybe,” Terra said without a hint of amusement. “I didn’t hear anything, though. Is your hearing particularly good?”

“I think it’s okay,” Kyle answered.

“Helpful,” Terra rolled her eyes. “Can you hear what those two over there are talking about?” She pointed at a couple of young men sitting opposite of them on the other side of the large opening. The pair looked like they were whispering to each other.

Kyle shook his head.

“Did you just shake your head?”

Kyle almost nodded, “Yeah—sorry.”

“I can hear them,” Terra said. “I think I would have noticed something like a voice coming out of nowhere near you. Maybe it was a Thoughtbend? That would at least explain why I couldn’t hear it.”

“You think that’s possible?”

“No, actually. I mean it’s possible, but without directly touching you it’d be one of the most difficult things a person could try doing with a key. Not to mention dangerous. All the mind unlocks are like that. Aurabending is somewhat different but—damn it!”

Kyle jumped! “What’s wrong?”

“I sound like a Master,” Terra hissed. “Ugh.”

“That’s bad?” Kyle said, instantly regretting it.

“Yes, it’s bad,” She said, running her hands through her hair. “It’s—ah! Forget it. Don’t worry about the details. You’re probably just crazy. Not that you should worry about it.”

“Right,” Kyle sighed. “Any reasoning for that?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who’s not a little crazy. But for your case specifically, I think it’s likely you’re stressed and imagining voices. You’d be surprised just how many people start hearing voices when life becomes stressful. Just try to relax and not worry about it too much. If things persist, ask the Grandmaster about it. He’ll help.”

Kyle didn’t really have a response for that. He was hearing things that no one else could. That wasn’t normal, even in Endera.  He was, however, oddly comforted after having talked to Terra. She listened in a way that was like a master, but friendlier. More familiar. Kind of like an older sister. It felt odd to admit that, but it felt right. Somehow. Maybe I am just a little stressed out. He let out a deep breath. “So, what were they talking about?” he asked.

“Oh them,” Terra grinned impishly. “They’re planning some trip over break. Going to the Old World or something, I don’t know. I stopped listening.” Her grin grew wider. “Now the couple a few rows behind us, they’ve got this steamy plan to sneak away and partake in some adventurous activities in their dorm room. Too bad they’ll never get away with it.”

“How do you know?” Kyle asked trying to sound nonchalant, even though he could feel his cheeks warm up. He immediately imagined sneaking off somewhere with Garnet and deemed this information too vital not to gather.

“The Masters have this placed locked down. Three of them are hanging back near the castle for the exclusive purpose of catching the naughties. And the rest of them are prowling around us. I’d be surprised if a mouse could get in or out of this place.”

“You certainly see a lot,” Kross said, suddenly. It looked like he’d only been paying attention to the most recent bit of their conversation. “Are you sure you’re really a blind girl?” To anyone else, it might have seemed like a rude comment, but knowing Kross, he was just being blunt. Kyle suspected that it might even be a joke.

“Girl?!” Terra’s eyebrows angled, but the anger never fully reached her eyes. She must have known what Kross was about. “I’m a woman, thank you very much. Kevin defend my honor.”

“Ah,” Kevin wrote on his notepad. “You’d have to some for me to defend.”

They burst out into laughter, but Kevin didn’t escape a perfectly well thrown towel to his head from Terra.

“How do you do it,” Kross pressed her.

“Mostly, it’s vibrations,” Terra pressed her hands to ground and was silent for a moment before continuing. “Each person’s aura emits a near constant and unique vibration. Those special vibrations cover the world, mixing and shifting as we live. I’m able to unlock a mixture of modifications, amplifications, and aurabending that give me the ability to feel auras as unique sensations. It makes things easy to distinguish and I’m able to navigate the world because of it.

“To put it simply, I feel auras rather than see them. Most people think of auras like colored smoke that bubbles around an individual, unique to each person. To me, they are more like textures and patterns that send me barrage of different sensations.”

“That’s fascinating,” Kross took out his notebooks and began writing in his notebook that he always carried with him. “Is it something you learned or was it inherent?”

“Some of both actually. Mostly learned, though. I wasn’t born blind.”

“What happens if you’re alone in an area with little life?” He could write faster than some people could read.

“If I lose the auras, I can get around with my own, but it isn’t as effective. It’s—” Terra squealed. “I did it again! Damn it, I really do sound like a master.”

“Right,” Kross finished scribbling in his notebook. “You explained it well enough. I’m not sure why you dislike sounding like a master.”

Terra answered by wadding up another towel and throwing it at Kross this time. He caught it without much effort.

A giant fireball flew across the sky to land in the center of the gathering of tyros. In its center was Grandmaster Dante, leaning on his cane. The fire was draped over him in a translucent form that made him glow rather than appear to be made of fire. Kyle had seen the Grandmaster work his fire on numerous occasions during training, but this was stunning. His beard and hair glowed like heated iron. His eyes were embers and even his clothes took on the golden brilliances of flame.

“My tyros,” Dante bellowed to a now silent crowd. “You’ve worked hard this year. And you’ve made me proud to be Grandmaster of Soul Gate Academy.” His flames slowly began expanding around him. “There can be no denying that you’ve all grown stronger, smarter, and…hungrier. The food bill alone this year was nearly twice what it was last—”

“—Ahem,” Master Yvette coughed loudly from behind a group of students. She could be seen with her arms crossed, staring daggers at her husband.

“My point,” Dante smiled, “is that you’ve all grown into fine young men and women. Despite each of you having your own personal battles and difficulties throughout the year, each of you have brought focus and determination into your lessons. The Masters and I cannot thank you enough for all the effort you’ve given us, but allow us to try.”

Dante raised a hand and the fire that’d been surrounding him gathered into it. He twisted his cane with his other hand and it all formed into a sphere. The sphere then floated high into the sky, giving a bright light to the entire area. In that instance, every Master of Soul Gate Academy was now in a line with the Grandmaster.

Each of them dressed in their white uniforms. In total, there were more than two dozen masters. Kyle knew most of them by appearance, but there were few that he was sure he’d never seen before. That didn’t seem right. How could he have missed seeing a master throughout the whole year? He should have at least seen them during a meal time. The bigger mystery was finding out what they taught. Since he’d never seen them, he guessed it had to do with the Eternal Title tyros. Advanced classes, probably.

The masters, along with the Grandmaster, suddenly bowed to the students. Kyle might have thought it an odd gesture before coming to Endera, but with this year of learning, fighting, and working harder than he ever had in his life, he understood the weight of those bows. These men and women before him were more than just teachers. They were leaders in their knowledge. Proficient enough and talented enough to earn recognition outside of Soul Gate Academy. And yet, they stayed to pass on what they knew. For them to acknowledge tyros even with something as small as a bow was recognition worth having. It was a treasure.

Kyle, and he was sure the entire school felt the same way, swelled with pride.

“Now enough of the serious stuff,” the Grandmaster said standing straight with all the masters following suit. In another breath, they all disappeared again. “Please enjoy tonight. Have fun. No fights. And of course, eat your fill! This may be the last night we have together this year, but let’s make it one to remember until we see each other again.”

As soon as the Grandmaster stopped talking, two masters jumped high into the air. Master Proculus long blonde hair and scar across his cheek and Master Julius with his distinctive sideburns were floating in the air reaching into their own MicroDimensions. From them, they each pulled large wooden poles. They threw them like javelins the moment they were free of the MicroDimensions, sticking them in the ground around the students to stand like pillars. They’re torches, Kyle realized.

“They’ve got muscle,” Terra said approvingly. “A girl can appreciate that.”

Kyle noticed that Rayne and Garnet both nodded their approval. He’d have to work on some strength training.

Grandmaster Dante sent the fireball moving in a giant circle, lighting the torches along the way. They worked unbelievably well, lighting the area as though they were stadium lights and changing the temperature from pleasantly warm to a downright toasty.  How do they do that?

Master Theodosia stepped into the spotlight next. She had long black hair tucked behind her ears and three beastly scar that ran the length of her face.  Kyle saw little of her since he didn’t take her class, but Garnet and Kross spoke highly of her. Theodosia smiled as she twisted her key. The air next to her immediately distorted as she opened a BioDimension. The giant snout of a lizard popped out of it. It was followed by the body of an enormous lutumdragon, dragon-like lizard that looked like it was entirely made from mud. Kyle was familiar with the creature since Kross regularly liked to summon one that was a much smaller version of it.

“I didn’t know they could get this big,” Kyle said, his eyes widening.

“They can get bigger,” Kross said. “Master Theodosia likely didn’t summon forth an adult because it would probably accidently step on us.”

Kyle gulped. This lutumdragon was easily bigger than any elephant he’d ever seen in a zoo. Each step it took sent a little shockwave through the ground and left imprints. He felt the familiar pang of jealousy course through him as he looked at the giant creature. He didn’t have the talent to unlock BioDimensions, but the idea of having a companion or two to summon at will greatly appealed to him.

Master Theodosia whispered a command and the lutumdragon tilted his head back, letting out a thunderous roar. Then it jumped, tilting itself as it came back down to nose dive into the ground as though it were water. It disappeared for a moment, reappearing when its monstrous jaw protruded from the dirt and chomped down to engulf it. It’s eating, Kyle realized. He’d seen Kross’ lutumdragon do a similar thing in the King’s Temple. This was on a larger scale, each bite leaving a refrigerator sized chunk of dirt missing. It also didn’t magically reappear seconds later like the platform in the temple had. Before long, the entire area before the tyros was a rectangle hole with walls and floor that looked remarkably smooth. The lutumdragon, finished its task, let out another loud roar before lumbering back to Master Theodosia and disappearing back into the BioDimension.

Five other master jumped down into the hole with giant spatula like shovels. They each took off in different directions, using the spatulas to spread a light-colored clay all along the walls and on the floor of the pool. They moved, aided by unlocking Amplifications, like whirlwinds. Whenever they came close to each other they would tumble, doing wild flips and pushing each other off into other directions. The walls and floor of their pool in progress were covered in the clay in less than five minutes.

One of the Masters Kyle had never seen appeared next to Theodosia. He was a head shorter than her and had short mossy green hair. Two gold loop earrings hung from each ear.

“Master Uru,” Garnet supplied before Kyle could even ask. “He doesn’t come down from the Master’s Facility often. Rumor is that he is too dedicated to his dimension research, but no one ever seems to have specifics on it.”

“The more I learn about this place, the more it seems I don’t know,” Kyle said.

“Pretty much that way with everything,” Terra said. “Take it from a genius like me. That’s life.”

Kyle didn’t have much time to reflect on that, for Uru opened a BioDimension. Hundreds of tiny squirrel-like creatures began pouring out of it. Their bodies and limbs were wooden and their tails were thick green bushes, which made them look like bonsai trees that could move on all fours. They horded into the middle of the giant pool. When they were all finally massed together, they reached into their mouths. Their cheeks were bulging to twice the size of their heads. From their cheek pouches, they each pulled a single sparkling gem that ranged from every imaginable shade of blue or green. If it made a difference in the size of their cheeks, Kyle couldn’t see it.

They took off, moving together in a giant circle that made them look like a short rotating forest. It slowly became wider as they spread out and, as it did, the little creatures could be seen laying down their gems only to stick their little hands into their mouths and pull out another one. They pressed gem after gem into the clay, setting them with such precision that they had selected lighter colored gems to form into the letters S O G A across the bottom of the pool. The artistry was impressive enough to make many tyros gasp in delight. Kyle grinned in appreciation. Cool.

It didn’t take the bonsai-squirrels long to finish the rest of the pool. This included a surrounding rim that consisted of smooth grey pebbles.

“Tyros,” Uru bellowed. His voice was a deep rasp that carried well, but sounded like he didn’t use his voice often. “Hold out a hand with it palm open to the sky.” Every single tyro obeyed with little hesitation.

The bonsai-squirrels suddenly rushed into the crowd of tyros. Screams of jovial excitement and surprise followed. The little creatures were climbing each tyro and onto their hands to leave something in their hands. The one that found Kyle zoomed on to his arm in a single breath. The touch of it was so light that it felt like someone had just run a feather across him leading to his hand. It dropped a sky blue gem the size of a golf ball into his palm before scurrying away. Once everyone had been given one they lost no time in finding their way back to their dimension.

“What is this?” Kyle asked, holding the ball up close to his eye.

“They’re aura gems,” Kross answered. “Just hold on to them and they start glowing the same color as your aura.”

“Ah,” Kevin nodded, writing on his pad. “My brothers and I used to sleep with buckets of these next to us. The next night we’d go into the woods and throw them at each other for hours.”

“Seems like that would hurt,” Rayne pressed her own aura gem to her cheek. It was beginning to have a deep rouge glow. “Especially if it hit you in the face.”

“We modified our skin,” Kevin said with his notepad. “Hardly felt a thing.” He smiled baring his teeth. His own aura gem started to glow fluorescent green. “I think these are probably just for finding underwater, though. My brothers and I used to do that, too.”

“Sounds childish,” Garnet grinned, eyeing her own gem that glowed blue. “That being said, I’m sure I’ll find mine before any of you. Well, probably not you, Terra.”

Before anyone could answer her challenge, Grandmaster Dante rained fire into the pool. It spread out covering the bottom before climbing up the walls. It reached the top, only to completely dissipate. Steam rose from the gems which had grown to fill the gaps. Kyle guessed that the fire had somehow caused a reaction that effectively sealed pool to prevent leaks. He again found himself impressed with the gems. Were they capable of this type of manipulation naturally or had they been created?

His attention was drawn to the beach when a giant ruby red wall of aura was erected to tower over them. Master Helen stood beneath it, turning her key in rapid succession. The wall grew wider and taller becoming the most massive use of aura Kyle had ever witnessed. Helen bent the wall in, aiming the point of it directly at the pool. With another turn it stretched, morphing into a giant tube that reached the pool. Kyle eyes widen in surprise. Isn’t that water too cold? Three other masters stood nearby, each creating fine nets out of aura of their own. They worked on placing those nets in front of the of the funnel that Master Helen had created.

BOOM! A bright light erupted over the dark ocean, but beyond that nothing could be seen. It shook the ground, like dynamite had been set off. BOOM! Another light and another shake. BOOM! This explosion was followed by a sudden burst of air that came from behind the tyros, like it was being sucked toward the ocean. It was followed by the water, which although dark could clearly be seen receding from the beach.

Everyone stared in silence, waiting for what they knew would come. Kyle could barely keep himself from dropping his jaw wide open. The masters created a tidal wave? This wasn’t just a simple show of strength. If the aura wall wasn’t there, it was enough to destroy all of Soul Gate Academy. It was enough to kill scores of people and level towns. A sudden vision of Dilu Village being hit by a crushing wave entered Kyle’s mind. Would they be okay? The town wasn’t so far from them. His eyes fell on Rayne. She was grinning, looking awestruck. Of course, they would be okay. He almost wanted to chastise himself for even questioning it. Grandmaster Dante wouldn’t allow harm to come to a town just for some pool party.

A loud hiss broke the silence as a dark swollen mass of water moved toward them. Moments later, it crashed into the aura wall with a loud smack to announce its arrival. The walls funneled the Cold Ocean water into the pool while the nets worked as filters. It gushed through the tunnel to blast into the pool. Splashes of icy cold water hit some students, but it all stayed surpassingly contained. Unsurprisingly, the tidal wave’s thousands of gallons filled up the pool almost instantly. Master Helen sealed the tunnel at a wave from one of the other masters. Her aura wall bowed in the middle as it took on the added pressure of the whole wave, but it was short lived as the wave began receding back to rejoin the ocean and it was calm once again.

Kyle let out a breath, he hadn’t known he’d been holding. He felt smaller than he’d ever had before. There would have been no fight for him to win against that wave. It could have come beyond the wall of aura and he would’ve been trapped, tumbling underneath water with hundreds of others not knowing which way was up or down. The very real possibility of made him shiver. He was not living in a world of games. Endera was home to things and people that could kill him in less time than he could hold his breath. Perhaps it was one last lesson the masters were trying to instill in them before they left for break.

“It’s turning to ice,” Garnet pointed to the top layer of water which had started to form a white sheet of ice.

“How?” Kyle asked. She shrugged.

“That’s what happens if the water gets separated from the Cold Ocean for too long,” Rayne answered. “It’s likely the result of some ancient lock placed on it.”

“Crazy,” Kyle muttered.

“Woah,” Garnet pointed up. Other tyros were doing the same.

Above them, Grandmaster Dante was on one of the giant torches they’d placed earlier. He stood within its flames without so much as a bead of sweat falling down his forehead. In front of him over the pool was an orb of white fire the size of a beach ball that grew, becoming more translucent as it did. Grandmaster Dante often liked to use this fire while meditating. Its nature was different. It could touch anyone without burning them, but this, Kyle knew, was a fine line. If Dante wanted, he could change its nature with a simple twist of his wrist. And that white fire would turn black. Kyle had never been shown black fire, but he’d been told that it could burn anything it touched to ashes and was next to impossible to extinguish. This level of control was the true mark of mastery over Synchroneity Fire. Kyle hoped that he would one day master lightning half that well.

When the orb was the size of a bus, Dante lowered it into the pool creating a hole in the top layer of ice. It didn’t fizzle out when it was lowered, but instead allowed water to flow into its center. Dante put it to spinning as he submerged it completely into the pool. It took to creating a whirlpool quickly, breaking up the remaining ice. When the ice also began melting it was evident the water was getting warmer.

“Throw those gems in, tyros!” Dante shouted.

The aura gems flew from the students’ hands before the words had entirely left Dante’s mouth. It looked like dozens of colored comets flying into the pool with little splashes. The whirlpool grabbed them, throwing them in a swift tumble that ensured they’d be nowhere close to where they’d all thrown them in. Garnet might have a harder time at finding it than she thought. Kyle smiled as the pool stilled. Through the crystal-clear water was a sparkling array of hundreds of different colored gems. If the masters had wanted to impress them with fine workmanship, they’d done it.

A few masters walked around the pool inspecting it and turning a key every so often. Kyle guessed they were doing some final touches.

“Tyros,” Dante dropped from his standing place on the torch. He went over a quick set of rules that amounted to no fighting and keep it safe. Some students were shifting closer to the pool with each word. “And lastly, but not least…think fast.”

What? Some half-screams erupted from everywhere around him.

“Make sure you keep your lightning locked up tight,” the familiar voice of Proculus said from behind him.

Kyle was grabbed in a wrestler’s hug and unceremoniously catapulted into the pool. He managed to get his head around just in time to see his friends laughing as he flailed about in the air. There were others who’d come to the same fate and were falling toward the pool. Together, they landed with wild splashes.

When his head popped above the perfectly warm water, Kyle saw his friends and what appeared to be the rest of the academy jumping in of their own volition. It then proceeded to be one of the most enjoyable nights of his life.


Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons – First Five Chapters

Copyrighted © 2017 by Samuel J. Vega

All rights reserved.


Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons Chapter 3: New Beginning

Over the next few days, I’m releasing the chapters in order, but if you can’t wait, please feel free to download the PDF, which has all five chapters and the afterword.

1 – Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons First Five Chapters


3 – New Beginning


Kyle the Static ducked below Garnet the Needle’s practice spear. He dove, rolling back to his feet as sand sprayed around him. Garnet followed him, aiming a precise jab to his ribs. He lifted his practice sword, blocking her attack with the flat of his blade. The power of it made him slide back, but he kept his knees bent to ensure he didn’t fall. Garnet pressed forward with determination, giving him little time to think. He smiled and charged to meet her.

This had quickly become Kyle’s favorite place to spar in all of Soul Gate Academy. Or SoGA, as everyone liked to call it. With winter having turned quickly to spring, he and Garnet had made a habit of crawling out of their beds and meeting on the beach when the sun was just starting to bleed over the horizon. The footing was poor, but he loved the cool smoothness of the sand between his toes and the salty sea breeze. Most importantly, Kyle liked that it brought him out of his room which now served as a constant reminder for Kane, his friend, whom had tried to kill him a few weeks ago.

And Kane the Basilisk had almost succeeded.

Kyle had gotten lucky. He’d envisioned that fight over a hundred times and always came to the same conclusion. He was weak. Kane, on the other hand, was strong and could have killed him if he had really wanted to. Kyle guessed that the traitor was stronger than Kross, Kevin, and Garnet. Maybe combined. And the three of his friends still with him at SoGA were stronger, smarted, and more talented than Kyle. I need to catch up to all of them. Kane included.

Garnet twirled her spear with blinding speed. Kyle’s eyes struggled to follow as he stepped back. She ended the twirl, gripping the spear like a baseball bat. Kyle saw what she was going to do, but had no time to react. She swung, twisting her whole body to drive the spear in to his left side. If the spar had happened anywhere other than Soul Gate Academy, he was sure Garnet would have just broken a rib or two of his. As it was, SoGA locked all weapons while they were on its land. This meant that weapons, whether real or the heavier practice ones, were no more dangerous than cushioned sticks. It also helped that he was an Enderian. Kyle had come to realize that compared to the regular humans from the realm of Earth, where he’d grown up, he was practically supernatural. He and anyone else from Endera could move faster, jump higher, fall from incredible heights, and take much more damage than normal Earth people. Kyle would still have a hard time believing it, if he hadn’t spent most of the last year testing the limits of his body. Of course, that didn’t mean hits like this were painless.

Kyle grunted, moving with the hit. He wrapped his arm around the staff, taking a firm grip to it. He pulled, meaning to throw her off balance and bring down his sword on her unguarded side. Instead, his legs slipped out from underneath him, getting entangled with Garnet’s. He fell on his back and Garnet fell on to him smacking her forehead on this chest. The breath shot out from his lungs and his eyes instantly began to water.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Garnet sat up, breathing hard.

“It—it’s okay,” Kyle gasped, catching his breath. Garnet stared at him, concern behind her gem blue eyes. She’s beautiful. Kyle had never been blind to her looks, but there was something about the way the sun hit her pale skin speckled with sand and cute freckles and her burning auburn hair that stuck to her sweat covered face that made him—warm. She’s warm. Kyle’s face began to burn. Garnet the Needle was sitting on him. He’d never felt someone so warm. He never even thought someone could be that warm. And she sat on the one place that probably would start reacting to her warmness any second if she didn’t get off. “Uh-Garnet.”

Garnet seemed to finally notice their position. “Sorry!” she squeaked. She rolled off him, landing next to him on the sand with a face as red as her hair. She covered her face with both her hands before falling on to the sand. “That’s completely embarrassing.”

They lay on their backs for a moment, both cooling down in more than one way. Kyle threw the weapons to his side guessing they were done for the morning.

“I guess it’s a little embarrassing,” Kyle smiled. “Not that I’m really complaining.”

She gave him a half-hearted punch to the shoulder and whispered, “Me either.”

There was a long moment of silence where they lay next to each other. They’d regret it later. Laying on the beach always allowed sand to find ways to annoying places on their bodies. Still, a peace fell over Kyle as he lay next to her, silent. They had unspoken things to say to each other. He knew it, but how could he put it into words?

Their hands had landed inches from each other’s. Kyle tried to keep his eyes away from her hand but there was a twitch in her fingers that beckoned his own hand closer. He moved it closer and it only took the barest touch for them to come together and lock fingers. His hand seemed to do what neither of them could do. I suppose words aren’t always needed.

“Ya know?” Garnet said still holding his hand. “It’s been a pretty crazy year.”

“Yeah,” Kyle agreed.

“That’s an understatement, I guess.” She fidgeted. “Kyle?”


“Don’t ever forget me, okay?” Garnet squeezed his fingers tight.

Kyle turned his head and looked her directly in the eyes, “Who are you?”

“I’m serious,” She punched him a little harder this time, but with a grin on her face.

“I know,” he smiled. “I’ll never forget you, Garnet. Promise. How could I ever forget the only person I’m sure is real in all of Endera?” He’d meant it more as a joke, but it felt true to him as he said it. He knew this was all real, but sometimes things just felt so unbelievable that he didn’t take it for granted having someone like Garnet—someone from his past—here with him.  Man, I hope that didn’t sound stupid.

She suddenly moved in closer and kissed Kyle. He almost yelled in surprised. But Garnet’s lips on his took hold of him completely. If he’d felt her warmness earlier, now he knew what it was like to feel her fire. And it made his heart spin. Their lips moved a part a little while later and Kyle almost wanted to protest, but when she placed her head on his shoulder all his complaints evaporated.

She sighed. I think that’s a cue of some sort, right? Right?

“Everything okay?” Kyle asked hoping his intuition wasn’t leading him astray in an attempt to ruin this moment. Did I kiss her badly?

“Everything’s fine,” Garnet said. “It’s just that the school year is done and I’m just not sure what to do.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well,” her face scrunched up in a pout. Cute. “Don’t you think about what we’re supposed to do over this break we have? Like almost everyone is going to leave tomorrow morning after this pool party thing tonight that the Grandmaster likes to throw every year. Except for everyone like us who has to stay for the ShiftDoor test. Rayne has asked me to go spend the break with her and I want to, but I don’t know. And then what happens after we complete our courses here at Soul Gate Academy? Should we stay here as Eternal Title Tyros? You know, they explain it as though it’s the last title we’ll ever receive, but it’s really more like we’ve earned a high school diploma and we’re being allowed to stay on to get a bachelor degree with our Eternal Title acting as a sort of official identification. Then we would receive more hands-on training. Kind of like what we did in the Forger’s Tavern, but a lot less messy. It’s not a bad system, but it weird to me that people were just fine with earning their final title while they’re teenagers. As though nothing interesting is supposed to happen in your adult years. And then there’s the fact that we’re sort of alone in this world. We don’t know much about our parents. I know you have some information on them, but I’m more of a mystery and it doesn’t help that I was a reader who everyone was supposed to forget. There’s just so much. Don’t you think about all that?” She has all this on her mind?

“I—” Kyle’s mouth hung wide open. He was unsure how to respond to any of that. He had been so focused on training and what had happened a few weeks ago with Kane. In fact, he’d been doing his best to not think about anything. “That doesn’t sound like everything’s fine?”

“I guess not,” Garnet admitted. “I’m just sort of worried, you know?”

Kyle nodded, “Yeah, I get that. I can’t say I’m entirely on the same page, but I guess I just haven’t thought about it as deeply as you have. Maybe I’m just dumb?”

“Probably,” Garnet teased. “That makes the most sense. So, you think it’s a good idea for me to go stay with Rayne?”

“Yeah, why not?” Kyle said. “She seemed cool.”

“Just cool?” Garnet raised her eyebrows.

“If you’re trying to get me to say something about her looks, don’t. Even I’m not that dumb. Plus, I’m actually kind of a fan of this whole us thing that happened today.”

“Coward,” she laughed. “But a smart coward. And I sort of like it too.”

Kyle leaned in, kissing her, “I’m guessing you’ve already decided to go?”

“Yeah,” she said, smiling. “I just thought I’d see what you said about it. What do you think you’ll do?”

Kyle wondered about that himself. If he was completely honest, he wanted to visit his home in Grayling. It’d almost been a year since he’d last seen Nana and Paps and he missed them. It’d been longer for Garnet, who’d missed them an extra two years while she trained to be a reader. But it didn’t matter. Seeing them wasn’t a possibility. Not yet.

“It’d be nice to go home for some of Pap’s cooking.” Kyle said, hoping that didn’t make him sound childish.

“Nana would fuss over how tall you’ve gotten,” Garnet smirked. “Then she’d attack the Grandmaster Dante and Master Proculus if she ever saw that scar on your chest. That’d be a battle for the ages.”

Kyle moved his free hand over his chest. Even with his shirt on, it felt like lightning zapped his fingers as he trailed the scar beneath. “It wouldn’t be too bad to hear her fuss.”

“You were always her favorite.”

Kyle shrugged. “I think she just felt sorry for me. No one other than you liked paying attention to me.”

“And now I’m paying extra special attention to you,” she sat up, separating from him. “It’s good to see you’ve stopped weirding everyone else out, though.”

“I don’t think that’s true,” Kyle sat up, too. “Mostly everyone here still thinks I’m a weirdo because ‘I’m the boy from the other realm,’ remember? It seems like some kind of sick joke. First, I’m weird because of my key unlocking things like it has a mind of its own. Now, I’m weird because I lived in a place where keys aren’t so magical. Little does everyone know that you were there with me, too.”

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you sound a little jealous.”

“Nah, I get why they all love you.”

“Oh? Why is that?” Garnet’s eyebrows rose.

“Well, you’re a little pretty. And smart too, I guess.”

“Only a little pretty?” She crossed her arms, feigning anger.

“Only a little,” Kyle grinned.

“I think you need to work on your complimenting skills, Kyle the Static.”

“Are you sure? I said you were smart, didn’t I?”

Garnet kissed him and it filled Kyle with warmth again. It just felt so right.

“Thanks,” Garnet said as she pulled away. “For not telling anyone that I’m from the same realm. I know it’d probably be easier for us both to be the weirdos, but—well thanks.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Kyle smiled. “It’s really not something that bothers me. Although…”


“Well, I was just wondering. When we were in Grayling. Why weren’t you accidently unlocking stuff like me?”

“I don’t know,” Garnet frowned, taking a handful of sand and letting it spill between her fingers. “I’ve been thinking about that lately. It might mean that I’m just a late bloomer or maybe there’s something different about me. It might even have something to do with my parents, whoever they are. Enderians are the only ones that can be readers, so it shouldn’t have anything to do with that, but maybe there’s something I’m missing.”

Garnet fell silent, but it didn’t seem like her mind had stopped talking. She scrunched up her nose, deep in thought like she was focused on an invisible book. Kyle knew that look well now. Garnet spent most of her free time buried in books she’d borrowed from the personal library of their history teacher, Master Oisin. There was something she was looking for and he guessed it might have to do with her parents. He wanted to ask her about it, but he knew she would bring it up when she was ready to talk about it. It was an unspoken understanding between them—finding out who our parents were, that was something we needed to do on our own.

There was a part of Kyle that thought he should dedicate some time searching for his own answers. It would be easier for him, considering his parents had both been at Soul Gate Academy. He knew Grandmaster Dante and Proculus would be more than happy to share what they knew should he ever decide to ask about them. But he didn’t know if he ever would. Why should I dedicate any brain power to finding out about them when they obviously left me? He shook his head. He was dedicating brain power to them right now. I’ve got more important things to worry about.

“Garnet?” Kyle could tell she was thinking hard. “You still with me?”

“It’s nice that we can talk to each other easier now,” she said, abruptly. “You know? It wasn’t like this before I was in the coma.” This was true. The year had given them both plenty to focus on, but furthering their personal relationship had never really been a part of it. There was no denying that they’d always been attracted to each other, but it’d become much solidified these past few weeks. I guess almost dying really helps get rid of the awkwardness.

“And the kissing thing is new, too,” he tried to say this confidently, but his face turned warm. Well, not all the awkwardness. “I guess we’ve grown up a little.”

“Yeah,” Garnet kissed him, again. “That’s nice, too, but maybe it’s a little overdue.”

“We have been dealing with all this,” Kyle spread out his arms, presenting everything around them. “Being brought to a whole new realm has a way of keeping a person occupied. I think I’ll cut us some slack for not moving quicker.”

“Thanks,” she rolled her eyes. “Glad to see one of us is okay with procrastinating.” She stood up. “But the shower is calling my name and I can’t procrastinate that anymore. Sand is going to permanently lock to my skin if I don’t wash it off now. You coming?” Her face reddened. “I mean—not with me—but—like your shower—um—you know what I mean.”

“I think I’ll stay behind,” Kyle laughed, trying to hide his desire. He knew she hadn’t meant it that way, but part of him, a very large part of him, did want to go with her to the shower. He needed to change the subject. “It’d be good for me to practice my lightning mediation while no one else is around.”

“You don’t have to push yourself so hard, Kyle,” Garnet kneeled down back to his level, the red in her cheeks disappearing as her blue eyes stared into his.

He gave her a peck before she could say anything else, “I know.” But I do. I have to get stronger. His desire seemed to disperse. The warmth still filled him, but there was a coldness lingering in him and it became hard as steel.

He needed to be stronger.

Garnet sighed, knowing there wasn’t anything else to say. She stood up, “Make sure you leave yourself enough time to shower. If you show up to breakfast and get sand all over me, I’ll have to pin you to the ground again.”

“Was that what that was?” Kyle mused. “I think you head butted me first. Going to do that again, too.”

“Obviously,” she smiled and turned away. “And don’t think I’ll be giving kisses to make you feel better afterwards?”

“But it worked so well,” he said, grinning.

“I’m talented like that. See you later.” Without another word, she took off at a jog toward the castle.

“Later,” Kyle watched her go, enjoying the view of her bouncing red hair and her good-looking backside. He smiled. She’s so awesome. Determination began to swell in him. She almost died because I was weak. Because I am weak. I won’t let that ever happen again.

Kyle crossed his legs, resting his hands on his knees. He steadied his breath with practiced calmness and then closed his eyes to shut the world out. The moment took hold of him. Nothing else mattered other than the motions of taking in a breath and exhaling it. The world became still, so that even the sound of the ocean’s waves fell away to nothingness. He moved his hand in front of him, turning it as though he had a key in it. He used to actually need a key in his hands to do this, but this like so many things had changed at the King’s Temple. He and all his friends had found Key of Throne Arms. Or Kota as they were more commonly referred to. They were special key weapons that acted as both a key and weapon. This gave them the obvious advantage of only needing one thing in your hands to unlock powers and use as a weapon, but there was more to it. Kotas were connected to their users somehow even when they weren’t physically together. It was like an invisible line of aura kept him and his Kota always within reach. If Kyle wanted to, he could summon it instantly to his side. That, however, wasn’t necessary now. Even without it in his hands, he could use the Kota to unlock his powers. It just required a little focus.

He flicked his eyes open and lightning sprang to life around him forming an electric halo which danced around him like a zapping, yellow hula hoop. A year ago, he might have jumped out of his own skin if he saw lightning circling around. He’d grown used to it now. In fact, unlocking lightning to control and do his bidding had become as much a part of him as breathing.

Well, control is a strong word.

He turned his hand again, giving life to a second halo. This one, however, was neon blue. It orbited around him at an angle, hovering above his left shoulder and almost touching the ground near his right knee. Energy drained from him at a steady pace. It wasn’t ideal to use his lightning like this. He was more accustomed to releasing it in wild burst. Which meant little control and it was dangerous to those around him when he used it. Both friend, foe, and anyone else.

It fought against Kyle like a wild dog on a leash, pushing when he pulled and pulling when he pushed. When he relaxed his concentration, even momentarily, the different halos would hit each other and green sparks would erupt from where they touched. Letting go for a second more than that would allow both halos of lightning to shoot into the air to splinter in a sudden flash of power. It wouldn’t hurt him—he was immune—but anyone hit by this kind of power would have a hard time walking away from it unharmed. If he ever wanted to be more than a dangerous lightning rod, he’d have to learn to control it.

And to do that, he meditated. I will get stronger.


A couple hours later, Kyle sat in the Dining Hall enjoying breakfast with his friends. Kross the Monk sat directly across from him, working his way through a bowl of cold cereal. He was slightly taller than Kyle and a year older. He had short buzzed hair and wore his student uniform of a black shirt paired with an ocean blue vest and matching pants with a certain professionalism that might only be seen in courtrooms. His eyebrows were pressed together as he looked over his notebook that lay next to his cereal bowl. Kyle had never seen him go anywhere without the notebook. It listed the various grades Kross liked to bestow on summons. And people. The grades represented Kross’ opinion on how useful and skilled they were. As far as Kyle knew, he was barely a C, but grades could go up to A-plus-plus. So, there was still a lot of room for improvement where Kyle was concerned.

Well, I haven’t been graded after the incident at King’s Temple. I’ve probably gone up since then…I think.  

He had seen little of Kross during the last few weeks. Their mission to save Garnet had led them to find a book filled with information regarding Kotas. Kane, knowing its value, had stolen it and taken it to the King of Dawn, Seltios. Fortunately, all had not been lost. Kross had seen some of its contents before it was taken. So, he’d been working with the masters in an effort to remember what he saw. Skilled work with MemoryBending and Kross’ quick reading skills had given them much to process.

Sitting next to Kross was his roommate, Kevin the Bison. He was tall, muscular, and strikingly good looking with his long coal-black hair that he almost always tied back in a ponytail. He was also the only person Kyle knew who was deaf. This was always a source of awe to Kyle who couldn’t imagine being without his hearing. Kevin never seemed to let his disability sadden him, though. He smiled more than anyone Kyle knew and it tended to be infectious. Even more impressive was that Kevin could talk and hear in his own way. His eyes, which glowed yellow and had cat-like black slits, had been specially locked to pick up speech visually. To talk, he used small notepad that always hung around his neck. He could write on it and the notepad would speak for him in a computer-like voice. Without the notepad, he was limited to saying, “Ah,” in a child-like voice. He did this often.

“Ah,” Kevin piled eggs and bacon on to his plate as though it was to be his last meal, before writing on his notepad. “Can you pass the bread please, Kyle?”

Kyle, unable to answer because he was chewing on a sausage he’d just stuffed into his mouth, nodded.

“Ah,” Kevin said in thanks as Kyle handed him the steaming loaf of bread. There was some mind reading that usually needed to be done if you were Kevin’s friends, but it was never for anything complicated. He sliced off a thick slab of bread and began inhaling his meal like vacuum picking up crumbs. Kevin, like all of them, had been training harder ever since they’d returned from the King’s Temple. For him, that meant less time dedicated to wooing the many SoGA boys and girls who were his admirers. And more time spent with a large battle axe in his hands.

The last in their group was Garnet, now clean of sand and sweat. She sat next to Kyle, topping her plate of pancakes with a dozen plump strawberries and syrup. She dove right in to her meal, not caring that there were lots of eyes glancing her way. The do love her, Kyle smiled as he thought about earlier this morning. No one could deny that Garnet was popular. The simple fact was that there weren’t many girls, or boys, who were as talented and as stunning as her. On top of that, the secret that she had once been a reader had come to light. This only made seemed to make her more admirable in the eyes of the students.

Kyle received glances, too. More like glares. Too often, other students aimed looks of disdain his way. It made sense. He was the outsider. Why would someone like Garnet spend so much time with the boy from the other realm? Unthinkable! Kyle took one last bite of his breakfast. They’d probably all have a heart attack if they knew we’d kissed. Maybe I should tell them.

“So, what’s the pool party supposed to be all about?” Kyle said trying to get his mind on a different topic. Thinking about kissing Garnet again made his cheeks warm. “You said it happens every year, right?”

“Yes,” Kross let dropped his spoon into his empty bowl. “Every year since Grandmaster Dante became the Grandmaster. And there’s nothing to tell. It’s a pool party.”

“We don’t have a pool, though,” Garnet pointed out the obvious. “Unless there is one in the Master’s facility? Will we get to visit that maybe?”

“No,” Kross answered. “Well, maybe there is one there, but we won’t be getting to see it. Instead, we’ll be getting our own pool. It’ll be made by the Masters. It is kind of like a show they put on.”

“They’ll make it?” Kyle asked. Modifications, maybe? “How?”

“You’ll see.” Kross said, simply.

Kyle and Garnet shared a glance and shrugged. There was no point in knowing beforehand.

“You both shouldn’t worry about the pool party tonight.” Kross went back to looking over his notebook. “It’s tomorrow you should worry about.”

“The ShiftDoor test?” Garnet said.

“No need to worry about it as much as Kross,” Kevin said with his notepad. “He’s been prepping for it all year.”

“Of course, I have,” Kross said with no hint of embarrassment. “I failed it last year. It’s perfectly normal that I would make sure I’m prepared this year.”

“Being prepared is one thing,” Kevin smiled as he wrote. “Overkill is the word I would use for you.”

“I think Kevin is probably right, Kross,” Kyle stretched his arms over his head. “No use in thinking about it too much.” They’d gone over how to open a ShiftDoor in a few of his classes. It didn’t sound all that challenging. Well, compared to all the other stuff we do.

“Ah,” Kevin agreed.

“Easy for you to say,” Kross snapped at Kevin. “You passed it on your first try. As for you, Kyle. I don’t know how you can be so relaxed. It’s easy to mess up on your first try. I think I was too distracted last year. It likely played a major role in my failure. This year, I’ll be focused. Very focused.”

“You’ll pass,” Garnet assured him. “And at least you don’t have Kyle’s problem. He’s hardly got enough places to travel to for a test.”

This was true. The test required that he open three different ShiftDoors. Kyle’s limited traveling in Endera made this a problem. ShiftDoors could only open if he had been there before. Of the places he had been to, the King’s Temple and the Forger’s Cavern were too dangerous. Something or someone would probably try to kill me if I tried opening doors there, anyways. He’d also been to the Mirror Forest, but that was too close to the King’s Temple making it a useless option. That left Dilu Village and the first place he’d ever been to in Endera, Arragin Mountain. Luckily, he’d been granted permission to open two doors to Dilu Village. One would open outside the village and the other would open inside Mayor Nova’s house.

Just like Soul Gate Academy, opening a ShiftDoor inside Dilu Village was not normally possible. Locks prevented such easy access to towns and their people’s homes. The exception had been made when Garnet asked Rayne the Floret, Nova’s daughter, if this could be allowed to help Kyle. Mayor Nova had been more than happy to say yes. Or so Kyle was told. It was Garnet who had received the letter in reply, after all. Kyle had grown curious about all the letters. The two girls had been writing letters to each other ever since they’d met. He guessed that he was often a topic of their letters and this had helped into pushing Garnet and his relationship forward. Which was good, because of the kissing. He liked the kissing. But what else do they talk about? He sighed silently. It was none of his business. It had helped with the ShiftDoor test and he was grateful for that. And he was grateful for the kissing, too.

Now I just have to make sure I don’t fail the test. Or the kissing. Kissing’s not a test, though, so I should be good there. Unless it was a test this morning. I don’t think I failed if it was. Right? Probably not. She seemed like she like it. Maybe I’ll get another one later…


“Huh,” Kyle realized he’d been staring right at Garnet, running a hand through his hair.

“Something on my face?” Garnet wiped her mouth. “And you’re doing your thing.”

“Um, no,” Kyle’s stopped. It was getting too long for that, anyways.

“I think I’ll have to get going soon,” Kross stretched his arms amusement filling his brown eyes. “The masters wanted to see me one last time to make sure we didn’t miss anything.”

“Haven’t they checked a hundred times already?” Garnet asked.

“Feels like it,” Kross agreed. “But I don’t blame them. This could really change things if it gets into the wrong hands. And to be honest, I think there is more to the Kotas than they’ve let us know.”

“Like what?” Kyle felt the sudden urge to bring his Kota out right there, but he stopped himself.

“I’m not sure. They haven’t exactly told me. It’s just a feeling I have. There’s something else to them. Something more than just being a key and a weapon.”

“Ah,” Kevin started writing. “I think you’re right. And I think that’s why it is good for us to focus on our training.”

Kross nodded. “Things do feel like they’re getting more dangerous all the time.”

Curiosity began to stir in Kyle. Was there really something else to the Kota? Maybe it was something that could make him stronger. Then again, maybe it was something that would get him killed. If he had to guess, it was probably the latter.

Excited conversation suddenly erupted near the doorway to the Dining Hall. Nova, Mayor of Dilu Village, walked into the room wearing a light traveling cloak. She wasn’t tall, but she carried herself in a way that seem to tower over everyone anyways. Her stern pink eyes pressed into the room looking determined if not intimidating.

To her right was a young woman Kyle had never seen before. She had short bronze hair spiked up and held back by a wide blue bandanna with two white eyes crudely painted on to it. Her own eyes were big and pale grey. She’s blind, Kyle realized. He could hardly believe by the way she walked. Each of her steps fell with such poise that it was like she had spent hours planning each step before taking it.

To Mayor Nova left was her daughter, Rayne the Floret. Her bright blonde hair fell to the sides of her rosy cheeks. She had a heart shaped face and the same pink eyes as her mother that seemed to draw in looks. She was beautiful. Not even Kyle could deny that. But I would if Garnet asked me.

“Rayne,” Garnet stood up rushing to greet them.

“Garnet!” The two girls hugged.

Kyle scratched his head in wonderment. If he didn’t know differently, he would have guess Rayne and Garnet had been friends for years. I guess writing letters to each other must have made them closer.

The room returned to its normal level of chatter quickly. Many tyros knew who the Mayor of Dilu Village was on sight. They had likely seen her one time or another since her village was so close to the academy. Garnet, Rayne, and the blind woman moved toward their table, sitting down. Mayor Nova strode on by, giving Kyle, Kross, and Kevin a kind nod and smile before climbing the stairs to meet with the masters.

“I’m Terra,” said the woman as she sat. “And I like you!” She pointed directly to Kevin without a single hint of embarrassment.

Kyle’s mouth dropped open and he noticed Kross reacting similarly. Garnet tried to hold a giggle back, but it escaped muffled into her hand.

“Ah,” Kevin said, grinning. He was as unembarrassed as Terra.

“Terra!” squealed Rayne. “Can’t you act normal for a single moment?”

“That’d be boring,” Terra said. “So, what’s your name, handsome?”

“Stop acting like you don’t know me, Terra,” Kevin wrote. Before he could write more, Terra leaned in and grabbed on to Kevin’s face to tug it down to plant a kiss fully on his lips. Kevin, Kyle noticed, was happy to return the kiss in full. Looks like I’m not the only one to get a kiss today. The thought made his cheeks warm.

Rayne gasped and so did many others around them. Others cheered. People seemed to always be watching Kyle and his friends. Everything they did always merited an immediate reaction from everyone around them. It didn’t bother Kyle, but it did sometimes leave him scratching his head. Don’t they have better things to do than watch other people kissing. Of course, at that moment he was also one the people watching, but that was different. The two of them were sitting right in front of him. Plus, Kevin was his friend.

Kevin pulled out of the kiss and began writing, “We’ve known each other forever.” His finger continued scribbling across the notepad as though the kiss had never interrupted his writing. “Through my grandmother actually. And we are kind of dating and not dating.”

Those who had gasped now looked horrified. One girl with curly black hair looked like she was on the verge of throwing her cup at Terra.

“Dating and not dating?” Kyle asked.

“It depends on my mood,” Terra said. “And I’m in the mood now.” She moved closer to Kevin, snuggling in so close beside him that they might have been sewn together now.

“Terra!” Rayne said, her cheeks going red. “Seriously.”

“You’re just like Rayne said,” Garnet giggled. “Completely and utterly unembarrassed.”

“And blind,” Terra smiled. “I’m sure she mentioned I was blind.”

“Blind enough to walk through a Gatekeeper’s funeral laughing the whole while,” Rayne muttered.

“That I am,” Terra’s smile grew even wider.

“You’re strong,” Kross said flatly. If he’d been shocked by Terra earlier, he was composed now. There was a light of amusement hiding in his eyes, though. “I think I’d grade you at an A just based on how you walked.”

“Are you hitting on me?” Terra tilted her head in his direction. She could tell right where Kross was just by where his voice had come from.

“No,” Kross laughed. “Just acknowledging that you are more than you seem.”

“I am,” Terra agreed. “Smart friend you have, Bison.”

“Ah,” Kevin nodded.

“I’ve missed that,” Terra ran a finger across Kevin’s cheek. She cleared her throat, pulling her hand away and seeming abashed for the first time since she walked into the Dining Hall. It was as though she finally realized that she wasn’t alone with him. “It’s very nice to finally get to meet you, Kross the Monk.”

“It’s nice to meet you, too, Terra the Gargoyle.”

“You know me,” Terra’s eyebrows shot up. “Kevin wouldn’t have told you, so how? No, wait. Don’t answer that. Not here.”

Kross nodded. He had called her Gargoyle. Nothing seemed obviously remarkable about the title, but there had to be something.

“And you are Garnet,” Terra said, shifting focus. “Rayne has told me about you. I hear you used to be a reader?”

“I am and I was,” Garnet answered.

“And you are the boy from the other realm,” Terra said moving on to Kyle before Garnet could say anything else. “Kyle the Static. You’re practically famous in Dilu Village. Well the four of you are. But you, they’ve got this story about how you’re a hero who’s destined to m—”

“I think that covers the introduction,” Rayne interjected, red faced. “Don’t you think we should probably get out of the Dining Hall? Maybe we can all go for a walk?”

A hero? He had helped in saving Garnet, but calling him a hero was going overboard. He’d gotten lucky more than anything else. That doesn’t make me a hero.

“Shouldn’t you at least tell us why you’re here before that,” Kross said bluntly. “It seems odd for you two and the mayor to show up today.”

“Mother wanted a private word with the Grandmaster,” Rayne sighed. “She didn’t tell us why, but I’m pretty sure it has to do with the Lunar Tournament. I think the Grandmaster wants to push for Dilu Village Academy to be included as the third school, but my mother is against it.”

The Lunar Tournament was a common topic nowadays. Nearly everyone spent time speculating about which three schools would participate for the Kingdom of Dusk. Dusk Academia was certainty. That apparently was the capital’s academy where lots of noble teenagers attended. Soul Gate Academy was expected to be second of the schools representing Dusk. It was the third school that seemed to spark debate. Nobody had the faintest idea on who would be the third.

“Wouldn’t she want Dilu Village to be involved?” Garnet asked. “It’s supposed to be a big deal, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is,” Rayne said. “But it’s not exactly a popular idea politically. Especially in Dilu Village. Dawn and Dusk have never gotten along and the last few years have been especially tense. My father’s death is almost certainly linked to that tension and buddying up with them for some tournament isn’t what most people have in mind as an acceptable response.”

“I see,” Garnet said solemnly. “It must be really difficult for you and your mom. I’m sorry.”

“I didn’t mean to dampen the mood,” Rayne said, shrugging. “Plus, that’s not the only reason we’re here. I’m officially reentering Soul Gate Academy.”

“You’re allowed?” Garnet squealed.

Rayne nodded, beaming. The two of them burst into fits of incoherent happy babble. At least, that is what it sounded like to Kyle. How did her father die? That certainly wasn’t a question he’d ask, but he couldn’t help but be curious. Maybe Garnet knew?

Hearing that she was going to attend Soul Gate Academy was great news though. He liked Rayne and it would make Garnet happy. It did, however, raise a question.

“I thought people had to be chosen to join Soul Gate Academy,” Kyle whispered to Kross. “Is it different because she’s the mayor’s daughter?”

“Oh,” Kross said. “I guess no one ever told you. Rayne was here the year before this one. That’s why she’s re-entering. She missed this year because of what happened to her father. It has nothing to do with her being the mayor’s daughter. She was already—”

“You really did live in another world, didn’t you?” Terra said suddenly. “That makes sense.”

“I did,” Kyle said, slowly. “I—why does that make sense?”

“You’re different,” Terra studied him, looking him up and down with eyes that didn’t work. “You smell different and sound different. And…your aura feel’s different, too.”

Smell? I don’t smell. Right? Of course, not. Kyle became a little warm around the neck. Why is she smelling me anyways?  He inhaled a little deeper than normal just to make sure. He was certain he was clean. What was that she said about my aura? He thought it might have been the light but he could have sworn her eyes glowed when she mentioned it. Or maybe I really do smell and her eyes were tearing up? His neck grew warmer.  

“Don’t take it the wrong way,” Terra rolled her eyes. A weird expression from a blind person, but it looked natural. “You don’t smell bad. Just different. Everyone has a smell. I can just tell better than most people. Call it a talent. I’m super impressive that way.”

“Oh—well, I don’t know,” Kyle said, relieved. “You’re hardly the first person to notice I’m different.” If she had told him that he was perfectly normal, now that would be different.

“Of course,” Terra said. “Still, it is interesting. Did you know that I’ve probably only met a little more than a dozen people with as distinct auras as yours?

“Really?” It was definitely more about the auras than the smell. That’s good. “Is that—”

“And five of them are sitting at this table,” Terra drummed her fingers softly on the table. Garnet and Rayne stopped talking, turning their focus to Terra. “Garnet’s I understand. She was a reader. I’ve met two readers and I see the similarities. Though I’d say Garnet’s is the most impressive. Kross here, might seem modest, but his parents are two of the most famous key sages to ever unlock Medications. The whole country knows who they are even if Kross seems to think he can hide the fact. Either way, the son of two masters like them having a distinct aura is hardly surprising. But who knows, maybe there is something more to it.”

It was surprising to Kyle. He eyed his friend curiously, but Kross wouldn’t look his way. He looked uncomfortable, like he was trapped and trying to find a way out of the conversation. He’d hardly talked about his parents, so Kyle didn’t know much about them. The way Terra talked made them sound like celebrities.

“Kevin is a genius,” Terra continued. “Plain and simple, but so is his grandmother so there might be the connection there. The rest of his family has auras that are normal as they come, though.”

Kevin nodded, affirming Terra’s words. He had mentioned his grandmother earlier. That was how the he and Terra knew each other. And his grandmother is a genius? Like Kevin? Kyle was really starting to feel like he barely knew his friends it all. It made sense. They had never really talked about their life outside of Soul Gate Academy. That was, in some ways, why Kyle liked Kevin and Kross. They never pestered him with questions about the world he’d left behind. Kane had, now that he thought about it. Not really pestered, but he had talked about it with him, hadn’t he?

“As for Rayne…everyone on Endera knows about Rayne,” She smiled. “That is, unless you lived under a rock or in another realm. “I doubt they’ve gone over it in your history class since it’s relatively recent, so I’ll explain it to you if Rayne doesn’t mind?” Rayne gave a quick, silent nod that Terra was somehow able to pick up. More and more, Kyle was feeling like she wasn’t blind at all. “To make a long story short, Diego the Moonrider—that was his official title, but people often referred to him as Gatefinder—along with Nova the Windrider and two others, Leonardo the Sunrider and Jade the Moonrider, made the biggest find of the century. They found one of the Lost Gates.”

Lost Gates? It sounded familiar somehow. Maybe, Kyle had heard someone talking about it before. “So, does that mean Rayne’s parents passed on their special aura to her?”

“Not at all,” Terra said. “Nova’s aura is normal and so was Diego’s from what I can remember. I only met him a few times before his untimely death, though. May the sun set kindly so the moon can follow. May the winds flow tenderly to lead the clouds on. Over mountains and ocean do riders ride. Let the rider ride one last time. From this dream until the next dream. Continue on, Diego.”

Rayne smiled sadly, looking grateful. Kyle would have to ask about it later. What exactly are riders?

“Rayne was born at the Lost Gate. Mayor Nova has never known how to take time off, so she was pregnant when they found it. My theory, and I’m pretty sure I’m right, is that having a baby next to that gate affected her in unforeseen ways. Probably why she likes drinking so much. But from what I hear, the four of you know all about that.”

“Ha ha ha,” Rayne said sardonically. Her cheeks were red again. “Very funny.”

“But what are the Lost Gates?” Kyle asked.

They all looked at him like he’d lost his mind. Even Garnet had her eyebrows raised. Not for the first time, he envied her. Even though they’d been together before coming to Endera, she knew so much more than him. The two years of reader training had apparently been spent filling her head with everything she needed to know about being a proper Enderian. Kyle had no such luck.

“Boy from another realm,” Terra nodded, understanding coming over her. “Children probably know more than you.”

“Yeah, well,” Kyle muttered. “Bet you guys would lose your mind if you saw a car or something.” Proculus didn’t seem to think much of them, though. But he’d been there for whole month, before he met me, so who knows.

“There are four Lost Gates,” Garnet supplied, kindly. “At least, that is what most scholars believe. The Mind Gate, Body Gate, Soul Gate, and the Balance Gate. Each of them are supposed to be able to open the realms to one another. But they are said to have been lost during the Titan War hundreds of years ago. When Rayne’s parents found one it was a remarkable discovery.”

“Soul Gate?” Kyle said. “Does that mean—”

“The academy’s name pre-dates the find,” Rayne was obviously familiar with the question he’d almost just asked. “It is a rumor that the lost gate is located within the school. Personally, I wouldn’t be surprised if that were true, but I think it’s probably a little too obvious.”

“You don’t know where it is? Or which one for that matter? You guys only keep referring to it as a lost gate. I’m guessing that means nobody knows which one it is.”

“It’s a guarded secret,” Rayne whispered. “That’s probably why they—” She coughed, trying to stop her eyes from getting watery. It worked, but only just. Kyle wished he could take his questions back. He hadn’t meant to sadden her, but it was obvious the answers to those questions had something to do with the death of her father. She regained her composure a heartbeat later. “Anyways, my aura might be a little different because I was born near the gate. It’s not really a big deal.”

“Well it’s not when you two try to take over my story,” Terra sniffed. “I was doing just fine without you two teaming up to school the new kid.”

“I’m not exactly new, you know?” Kyle said.

“You’re new to this world,” Terra insisted. “Not even a year old. Just a baby, really.” His friends grinned, trying not to grin too obviously. Even Rayne seemed to cheer up. Kyle sighed.

“So,” Terra continued. “You’ve all got weird, distinct, and obviously different auras to anyone who knows their auras like I do. And like I said, I’ve barely ever met people with these kinds of auras. It’s rare.”

“What’s your point?” Kross said.

“Haven’t you been listening? With Kyle’s other-worldly aura, that means together there are five of you. And you just so happen to be friends. Sitting at this table. Coincidence? I doubt it. There’s something more going on. Like wicked destiny fate heroes at the end of times kind of thing.”

And what about Kane? The thought came to Kyle before he could stop himself, but somehow, he knew that if Kane were with them he’d have an aura that was different, too.

“I doubt that,” Kross said. “Coincidences do happen.”

“That’s the problem with all you normals with your working eyes and such,” Terra sighed. “You have eyes, but you don’t use them to see anything. I felt it as soon as I walked in this room. This means something. Things are going to change. New doors will begin opening. And you five will be involved somehow. Obviously.”

“Ah,” Kevin nodded. This was one of the times where Kyle had no idea what he meant by it. And it didn’t seem like Kevin was going to bother clarifying himself with his notepad.

“Obviously,” Kross said sarcastically. “I hope this isn’t a rude question, but how is it you can see an aura?”

“Not rude at all,” Terra smiled. “Ask me later, though. I’ve just noticed I’ve been talking so much that I’m starting to sound like a master.”

“I see,” Kross said, thoughtfully. “I’ll ask you at another time, then.”

Kyle’s thoughts lingered on what she had said. Was there something important about their auras? It sounded almost as vague and prophetic as Gatekeeper October. But he was known as the Oracle. He was supposed to give you vague prophecies. Terra the Gargoyle could just see that their auras were different. That hardly seemed like something to base predictions on. Then again, what do I know?

“You haven’t told us what your aura is like,” Kross looked up from his notepad. “Perhaps there are six at this table instead of five?”

“You’re definitely hitting on me now, aren’t you, Monk?” Terra said. “That’s like asking me what my underwear looks like? As luck would have it, I’m not wearing any so I won’t answer.”

“Ah, ah, ha,” Kevin burst out into a raspy laughter that was completely unique to him. He usually only smiled when he thought something was funny. Garnet and Kyle both followed suit once they got a look at Kross and Rayne, who had both went completely scarlet in the face.

“Seriously, Terra,” Rayne muttered. “It’s not…lady like.”

“Sort of the point, my dear,” Terra sighed. “In all seriousness, Kross. Including me, there are six. That’s what makes me even more certain.”

“I see,” Kross said, his face returning to its normal stoic calm. “I suppose that’s worth keeping in mind.”

“I think so,” Terra agreed.

“Ah,” Kevin nudged Kross in the ribs, then wrote on his notepad. “Master Logan has asked me to inform you that the Masters have decided that it is no longer necessary for you to make a visit today. They feel confident that the information they have retrieved is all that there is to retrieve. Please enjoy the rest of your day. And have fun tonight. Meet a girl or a guy or both and ask them about their underwear. Also grade your friends higher. They’re the best of the best.”

“Well, there goes the rest of my day,” Kross said. “And if Master Logan said that last part I’ll eat your socks after a climb.”

“Ah,” Kevin said before writing. “I climb barefoot.”

Kyle laughed. It might have seemed odd for Kevin to tell them a message he’d received from a Master that wasn’t near them, but Master Logan sat on second level looking down at them. He must have worded the message to Kevin knowing his eyes could pick the words and as they came from his mouth. His eyes were much better than a normal person’s. He could read a whisper from a mile away.

“Well, if your all free,” Rayne said standing up. “Let’s go do something. We’re allowed to stay for the party tonight. We might as well spend the day together, too.”

The rest of the group stood making their way toward the door. He had planned to do some more training before the night, but hanging out with his friends wouldn’t be a bad way to spend his time. It was just then that Kyle thought of something.

“Wait a second,” Kyle said to Terra. “Neither of you have mentioned why you’re here with Rayne?”

“Ah,” Kevin nodded in agreement.

“Oh, that,” Rayne blushed. “Well, she’s my…guardian.”

“That I am,” Terra said cheerfully. “That I am.”


Kyle Demore and the Falling Moons – First Five Chapters

Copyrighted © 2017 by Samuel J. Vega

All rights reserved.


To End and Begin Anew

Hey Everyone,

Yet again, it has been too long. Things have been changing, but life is still always busy. Please read to learn about what’s to come.

I have decided, after thinking extensively, to remove Kyle Demore and the Timekeeper’s Key from Amazon. It is the only place that I have it self-published and apart from that, there’s information on it at Goodreads and a few other obscure areas of the internet. I won’t go through all the trouble of completely trying to delete its entire online presence, but I will, for better or worse, remove it where I can. This isn’t done out of a wish to eradicate something I am ashamed of or anything even close to that line of thought. In fact, if I’m completely honest, it is still one of the things I’ve done in my life that I am really quite proud of. Nevertheless, I’ve reached this decision after learning a few things about myself and the industry in which I hope to be known as a professional one day. So please read further if you’re interested in hearing out a few of my reasons:

  1. I don’t want to be a self-published author. That is not to say there is anything that is wrong with self-publishing. There isn’t. I think, and I have for a long while, that it is just not for me. I enjoy the absolute freedom that comes with it, but that is a double edge sword. There are so many things I’ve learned about writing since I self-published and I can look at my first book knowing there is an absolute certainty that I would change a great deal about it. That’s not to say that I ever thought it was the perfect book, (I most certainly have not ever thought that) but there are simple changes that I think I would have seen if I had just been more patient and gotten some more experienced eyes to look at my manuscript.
  2. I would like to “make it” in the traditional publishing world. I want the agent, the editor, the publishing house and all the good and bad that might come with that. Again, there is nothing wrong with going the self-publishing route. But with everything I’ve learned about being an author, I know that this is much more in line with what I want out of this career should I ever join the ranks of those numerous authors that I admire.
  3. And most of all, I wasn’t ready. Kyle Demore and the Timekeeper’s Key, as happy as I am with calling it my own, is rushed work. I think I might be a tad too prideful to call it amateurish in its entirety, but it is certainly an amateur’s approach to an ambitious project that should never have been rushed. Basically, when it comes down to it, I was caught up in having told people that I wrote a book. This isn’t to blame my family and friends who supported me, but I think I was enchanted by the idea of really showing them what I’d done. They kept asking me and I wanted to deliver. This was completely an amateurish mistake and I fully own it. Sigh. If only we could we turn back the wheel of time, ey?

Still, with all this said, this doesn’t mean I’m completely abandoning Kyle Demore. In fact, it has become the framework for the much larger story I am building and someday I hope to revisit it in some capacity. But not now.

So, what does that mean for those of you who’d like to know more about what happens to Kyle Demore. There aren’t exactly many of you out there, but I know there are a few. Part of why this was so hard is because I’ve had some very vocal people in my life who have pestered me (and I mean this in the best way) for the next part of this adventure. All of you were a constant motivation for me and I wish I could deliver to you in full, but some things are just not meant to be. Still, I’d like to give you something for your support which has and does mean a great deal to me. So, here’s what I’m going to do.

Over the next week, I’m going to release the first five chapters of the second book in the Kyle Demore series that I was working on. It is the “official” work I completed for the story. There is more that I handwrote, but I don’t consider anything I’ve handwritten as officially in the story until I’ve typed it out. You’ll have to forgive me for that. It’s just the way I write sometimes. So yeah, I’ll be releasing those five chapters online.  I’ll also provide a PDF link if you’d like to read it that way. I apologize for the obvious grammatical mistakes that it will most certainly have, but hopefully you can forgive me for that since it wasn’t exactly the final draft.

I will also include a small overview of where the story would have eventually gone. This might seem like more of a tease than anything, but I figure that it is at least something for those of you who care. It won’t be true conclusion to anything and everything is subject to change if ever really do get to revisit this world, but I hope that if you’re out there reading, you enjoy it for what it is.

Thank you for everyone who has supported me so far and I hope one day to bring some more adventures to life, so please don’t count me out yet.

If you have any questions for me, please feel free to contact me via email (  Thanks!



Dresden Files! Book 9 Review

AHHHHHHAAAAaaaa. I’m so good at this. Sigh, almost 2 months since my last update. Well, you know. Things and busy and yada yada, same old, same old. Good news, though. Second book is moving along better than ever. I think having it out this year is definitely a thing that is happening. Probably, maybe.

Anyways. Small review!

White Night by Jim Butcher  4.5 out of 5 Stars


This one will be a really small one.

Basically, White Night gives us all the things that make the Dresden Files worth reading. A killer on the loose and it looks like it might be Harry Dresden’s half-brother, Thomas. Tommy, my boy, how could you?!!! Dresden obviously doesn’t really think Thomas is behind it, so we get to ride along as he tries to figure out what the hell is going on.

All along the way is danger, interesting characters, and internal struggles.

It, like always, is a fun ride.

So I definitely enjoy this one, but I’ll admit that this book doesn’t exactly do anything new. It does, however, continue expanding on the things that we love and it’s entertaining. And that is definitely good enough for me.

So if you’re into the last 8 installments, I’m pretty sure you’ll be liking this one.

Dresden Files! Book 7 Review

Ta dah, I’m back once more. Sigh. I’m trying people. Truly, I am.

Dead Beat by Jim Butcher 4 out of 5 Stars


Necromancy coming at you in a bundle of awesome. I really enjoyed this one. It’s better than the last. Not crazy better, just better.

Dresden is being blackmailed into doing something, he really doesn’t want to do. I’m not getting into hard details, but we again get this adventure where Dresden meets these new characters and past characters get fleshed out more. I cannot give Butcher enough credit for this. He’s really done a wonderful job of slowly giving you more, but not overwhelming you. This is true of the world, the characters, and the magic. It’s well done.

Anyways, so Dresden is again set to solving a mystery, but with the added complication of being at the mercy of his blackmailer (Among other things!). Then it all comes together for an explosive ending, where shit really does go down. I don’t want to spoil it all because I really did love it. However, I’ll give you this: A zombified Tyrannosaurus Rex comes into play. That’s not code for any kind of sexual innuendo. I mean it. A zombie T-Rex comes out to play and it’s just kind of one of those moments where you realize this whole story doesn’t take itself entirely to seriously and neither should you. And I don’t mean that in a negative way at all. I love that fact. Stories that can do that well are probably some of my favorites.

Anyways, if you enjoy bringing the dead back to life–I mean, who doesn’t. Am I right or am I right?– then you’ll probably dig this addition to the Dresden Files. And as always James Marsters, you be brilliant as always!

Words and Things for You!

Because Deadpool, that’s why. You’re welcome.

I have yet again failed to regularly blog. It’s not entirely my fault, but it is mostly my fault. Just don’t have as much time as I’d like. Things should open up nicely after the big move, though.

Well, maybe… I’m sure I’m just saying that only to eat my own words later.

Planning for this move certainly seems to be taking a lot of time. Combine that with spending time with friends and family. Sprinkle lots of work to consume my other time. You know, life. Always life.

It’s good, though. I’m not complaining.

Writing is progressing ever so slowly. I’ve been doing a little side work for my brother and his latest board game. if anyone wants to check it out, please go to

Don’t question it, just do it.

Ashes is the name of the game. Magic and wizards and madness. All the cool kids are checking it out. 😀

Ashes: Rise of the Phoenixborn - Aradel

I mean the art alone is enough reason to give it a gander, no?

Anyways, I’ll be back soon. Promise. Again. For real this time, though.

Recent Reads – May 2014

Alright. Some books that I read. Let’s talk about it. 😀


Frankenstein by Mary Shelley 2 out of 5 Stars


As I said earlier this month. I read this. I didn’t really care for it. I put my review of it on Goodreads. LINK POWER ACTIVATE!!!!….. check it out.

The Mistborn Trilogy by Brandon Sanderson

4 out of 5 Stars


5 out of 5 Stars


5 out of 5 Stars


This trilogy was brilliant. Honestly. It really was freaking brilliant. I’d probably say that all three of the books have a more accurate rating of 4.5, since there were some parts that I didn’t exactly love. However, the story was masterfully told and I think that my enjoyment of it was certainly enough to give the last two books 5 stars. I want to eventually put together some suitable reviews for each book but they deserve to be digested first. Seriously check this trilogy out if you like some awesomely unique magic and a well thought out world. Brandon Sanderson has become one of my favorite authors. I can’t wait to get my hands on some more of his work!


Anyways. So only four books this month. Not bad, but certainly not great. And technically, I finished The Hero of Ages yesterday so it shouldn’t really count toward May… but I’m counting it anyways. In my defense. Time is moving much too quickly. It’s already June…


On to the next book!