The Search - part 3 (549 hits)
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Submitted by kaos-king (antius777) (View user info) at 2005-09-30 09:46:58 EDT
Last Chapter - http://www.ubersite.com/m/76132
Of course, it was an old Johnny Cash song that played on the jukebox. The residents of the bar would have very little else. The place had the sour smell of stale cigars, whiskey and desperation. There was a slight sheen of beer on everything, the floor, the tables, the bar itself. This was a place to go and hide, to go and forget. Nothing here matter, least of all the patrons. This was the way they liked it. Dim lighting, very little talking, cheap booze, and most of all, no questions.
So things were about to get messy when a Chaos Avatar and the Princess of Hell walked in.
Not that the denizen of this shit hole would have thought so at first glance. Ed looked totally unassuming. At slightly less than six foot and broad shouldered, he had on a black leather jacket and jeans. His short brown hair was gelled spiky tonight and the thick metal ear rings dangled near the edges of his upturned collar. The smell of the bar made him want to smoke, but he had gone for two months now without a puff.
His companion was even less threatening looking. Not even five and a half feet tall, her short black hair fell into her face, covering her deep blue eyes. Black slacks hugged her thin legs and her jean jacket wasn't quite bulky enough to disguise her frail figure. The only hint that something may lie behind this delicate facade was the silver ring pierced through the center of her lip. Grace brushed the bangs out of her face and surveyed the room.
The room definitely surveyed back. Since it was made up of some of the worst society had to offer, what had just walked through the door seemed liked Christmas. The kid looked like a college bred idiot. Probably couldn't handle himself with his little girlfriend, let alone in a fight. And as for his honey, she looked like one good punch to the face would send her to the ground for good. A few ill-natured laughs began around the room. Some whispering, some plans forming. Yes, this would be a fun night after all.
Ed and Grace strolled up to the bar like they owned the place. The bar keeper who had saw them come in, eyed them the whole way. Not that he gave two shits about their well fare, but he hoped whatever went down, didn't cause too much of a mess.
"Think you two might be in the wrong place," he said when they sat down.
"Oh no, we're exactly where we want to be," said Grace.
"Two beers, whatever you have on tap, and some information," said Ed.
The barkeeper poured them two Milwaukee's Best and slid them over. Ed laid a twenty down on the counter and held another twenty in his hand.
"We're looking for a guy who likes to frequent your establishment. Calls himself 'Nuncio.' We would very much like it if you pointed us in his direction."
The barkeeper stared at the money for a second then shrugged. "He's over there in the corner. Long blond hair, going bald on top. Not much of a talker. Not a dealer either, as far as I know if you're looking to score."
"He's got what we need," said Ed laying the other bill on the counter.
Grace and Ed picked up their beers and headed in the direction of the far corner table. They made it about four feet before the first "gentleman" stopped them.
"Hey baby doll, why don't you come talk to me for a few minutes?"
"Mmmm, perhaps later."
He stood up in front of her, his cigarette dangling from his mouth. "I don't think I was asking, little girl."
Grace reached up and pulled the half smoked cigarette from his lips and tossed the whole thing still lit into her open mouth. His eyed popped opened wide. She smiled. Then she breathed fire into his face.
He screamed, beating at his flaming head. Ed leaned over and poured his beer over the guy, extinguishing the fire. Grace calmly walked around the downed man and made her way closer to the table. Ed made sure he had the attention of everyone in the bar when he spun the glass in his hand. It floated in midair, refilling from the top down.
"I'm more of a Corona kinda guy," he said to the terrified onlookers, before following his girlfriend.
He caught up with Grace at the table occupied by the man the barkeeper had pointed out as Nuncio. Nuncio has seemed to be unfazed by their displays of power. He was sitting at the small table, sipping his beer and playing solitaire. He was a wretched sight. He was of an indiscernible age, his hair somewhere between blond and gray, the top almost completely bald. He was clean shaven, but badly pockmarked. His eyes were the only thing that appeared young, they were such a pale sky blue. Unfortunately, this did not help the stench that wavered off of him. He probably had not bathed in a week.
"Are you Nuncio?" asked Grace, getting right to the point.
"That was some pretty vulgar magick right there. Aren't you worried about the Order Gestapo?" he replied casually.
"Let's just say we're unconcerned about such things," said Ed.
"I'm not going back," Nuncio said.
Grace's eyes slid over to Ed but said nothing.
"Who said anything about going back?" said Ed like he had a clue what the man was talking about.
"Well, if you're not mages, you must be Uhmbrites. That means your here to drag me back to the Mythic. I'm not going, and you can't force me."
"We're not Uhmbrites," said Grace.
Finally Nuncio looked up from his card game. "Who the fuck are you then?"
"My name is Edward Sands, and I'm a Chaos Avatar. This is Grace and she..."
"I work for Hell," Grace quickly interjected.
Ed fumbled over his words, surprised that Grace would keep her identity a secret from this man but said nothing. It didn't matter, because Nuncio started talking.
"Hmmm, a Kaote. I've heard about you folks but have never met one. Suppose to be pretty powerful. What does a Kaote and a demon want with me?"
Ed and Grace tried their best to lay out the story with out revealing Grace's true identity. They told Nuncio about Vasquez's past and his fall. They explained how he had killed himself but not gone to Hell. How as far as their investigation had taken them, he was no where in the Archguard. That in fact, there were other places outside of Heaven, Earth and Hell he might have gone to. And that the person who might be able to lead them there was sitting right here at this table.
Nuncio sighed and gathered up his cards. "I am not of the Archguard. I was born in the Realm of the Mythic, the world you know as the Uhmbra. Some call it the Astral Plane, other call it Sheoul. It has many names - Limbo, Catermane, Quiditty. It is the place dreams are made, where time runs perpendicular to reality. It is, quite literally, the space in between Heaven, Earth, and Hell. It keeps the Trinity Worlds from exploding into one another."
"You spoke of knowing Lucinda, the Majestrix," he continued. "I knew her mother. I used to sit on her court. I had a very specific purpose in the Uhmbra. I was a portal maker. The greatest among many generations. Lucinda's mother and her court would travel through out the Uhmbra and the Archguard regularly. But then... But then my daughter died. She was my world, my light. I left the Uhmbra and came to Earth, a self imposed exile."
Ed and Grace didn't say anything for a few minutes, leaving the man to his grief.
"Nuncio, could you teleport us to the Uhmbra?" asked Ed.
"Yes, it would be possible."
"What about the Par-Uhmbra?" asked Grace.
He leapt to his feet, proving he wasn't nearly as old as Ed thought he might have been.
"How do you know that world? You, who are but minor things here in the Archgurad? You could be obliterated for even saying that name! How could you..."
Grace looked at him and focused all of her innate Infernal Divinity into her glare.
"When I said I worked for Hell, I was a bit misleading. I am Grace Morningstar, Daughter of Satan, Princess of the Damned, Heiress to the Infernal Throne. I possess both the bloodlines of the First of the Fallen and the Untouched of Eden. It is my right to know such things."
Nuncio staggered back against the wall. "I, I didn't know the Anti-Christ would be a woman!"
Ed turned and gave his girlfriend a quizzical look.
"Wait. Are you the Anti-Christ?"
"No. Technically, that will be my little brother. He isn't born yet. Don't give me that look."
"So," said Nuncio, "You are destined to one day be the new ruler of Hell itself?"
"Correct."
"Well, I suppose that changes everything. And from what I know of Chaos Avatars, you guys are immune from everything. Hence the term 'Chaos.' My gods, what do you want with the Par-Uhmbra?"
"First off, what can you tell us about it."
"Very little. Come, let us leave this place."
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Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-10-26 13:54:21 EDT (#)
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Submitted by morontian (user info) at 2005-10-08 17:36:07 EDT (#)
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Nice trick with the glass, it's a good visual.
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Submitted by LadyPlural (user info) at 2005-10-03 11:48:39 EDT (#)
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Rockage. A few wording errors, but nothing eye-gougingly bad.
Submitted by Benny (user info) at 2005-10-03 03:12:52 EDT (#)
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I like your description of the bar. I would love to have the ability to refill my glass with any beer that I wanted.
Submitted by iradney (user info) at 2005-10-01 13:36:32 EDT (#)
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i think i really really like grace...
Submitted by ahumblefool (user info) at 2005-09-30 22:47:43 EDT (#)
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Well, here you go again, just good stuff. I am going to hit your site, thanks for the information. Leap off the cliff and finish the book, and if it does not work out write another.
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2005-09-30 22:37:59 EDT (#)
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Great description of the bar, and of Nuncio.
Submitted by Magic_Monkey (user info) at 2005-09-30 18:14:21 EDT (#)
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Damm , exiled people and weird ones are starting to pop out now , gettin real good !
Submitted by Yes (user info) at 2005-09-30 12:45:00 EDT (#)
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looooovin' you is easy cuz you're masterful
dooitn dooitn doo doooo-OOOOOOOOO!
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2005-09-30 12:19:05 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Anti-Manifesto (user info) at 2005-09-30 10:19:51 EDT (#)
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alas! i was not...
that is all
Submitted by Anti-Manifesto (user info) at 2005-09-30 10:19:09 EDT (#)
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only if writting the first review for the chapter was
as accomplished as actually writting it..
keep em' coming...
Submitted by RyuFu (user info) at 2005-09-30 10:17:20 EDT (#)
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I hate you. You realize I have to stop everything I'm doing when I see these come up? Waiting for the next one....
Submitted by Average_Dan (user info) at 2005-09-30 10:07:33 EDT (#)
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I'm you posted this early because I needed it, but now I have to go the rest of the day knowing
that I am not going to be reading more until tomorrow.
Are you posting tomorrow?
Submitted by Barnymeinhoff (user info) at 2005-09-30 09:55:24 EDT (#)
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