Friday 9 December 2011

Back in the real world

University Hospital - Coventry: January 13 2012

Leo was gone. One minute he had been with them the next he had wandered off.

What had started out as a nice evening out had turned insane.
Insane. Maybe she was insane or would wake up any minute. It had just been too much in the last twelve hours.

She looked over to the bed where her friend Luke lay unconscious. He'd been hurt fairly badly, the doctors had stabilised him but had not believed what had happened. They said his injuries were from flying rubble.

She got out her phone and tried to call Leo again but it just went straight to his voicemail each time.
Where was he?

She closed her eyes and tried not to cry. After awhile she sensed she wasn't alone anymore.

Blinkingly she looked up.
"You looked like you needed this" Standing there was a Policeman offering out a cup of vending machine tea.
He looked familiar.
"Thank you" She took the cup.
Yes he was one of the ones from last night.
"Do you mind if I sit down, it's been a long night." he smiled
Carol sat up and tried to brush some normality into her appearance and smiled "Please"
He took a seat and watched her for a moment. "You're not going mad."
"I'm sorry? I didn't.." she started to say
"What happened last night was real, and it has only just started. Those things will be just the first and worse will come in time.
I'm not telling you this to frighten you. But you're not alone. Your friend - he's special." He smiled
"I guess you already thought that anyhow, but now you can see what he can do. He's helping us at the moment."
"He's helping the Police?" she asked
"Not the Police as such - in a way I also help the Police. But we'll look after you - I've got Officers looking for the rest of your friends. Leo would want them kept safe whilst he is busy I'm sure."

The Officer stood up. "I have to go now - still an awful lot to clear up from last night. Give me a call if you need anything."

Carol stood up and took the card from the Police Officer.
"Thank you officer!"

He nodded smiling and walked out the room.

Carol looked down at the card. It wasn't a Police business card at all. There was just a circle and a name.
Something clicked in her memory at this name and she looked up to call him back but he was gone.

No phone number or email on the card.
Just a circle and a name.

Thursday 8 December 2011

In the Beginning

"To begin with all there was were the Titans - primal things of Fire, Ice, Darkness, Earth. They warred, they created, they warred some more all in utter chaos.
Their creations, Titanspawn, if you will were powerful creatures prone to violence and destruction like thier creators - however some for one reason or another were different. This group of Titanspawn rse up against the Titans in war and defeated them - imprisoning them for eternity. They were the Gods. Your parents.


The names and myths of them are varied and are imbedded in Human History - though their presence in the World has diminished over the centuries - they are active still. A fact your other parent can attest to.

Despite their overall withdrawal from worldly affairs, the Gods are compulsive meddlers. Though seldom taking direct action against one another or overtly guiding the course of humanity, the Gods still possessed a means of interfering in human history, their Scions.


In due time, the Gods retreated from the World. With the titanspawn threat wiped out the corresponding rapid growth of human civilization and the conflict between nations threatened through the chains of Fate to draw the pantheons of Gods into war. To avoid this eventuality, the heads of the various pantheons met and agreed that the Gods should leave mankind to its own devices before the massive Fatebinding effects either threw them into conflict or changed them beyond all recognition. In response, most Gods retreated to the Overworld, only visiting the World occasionally in mortal guises.


Over the millennia since the Gods’ retreat, a myriad of Scions have lived and died, most ignorant of their fantastic origins. However, in every generation, a few Scions worldwide, seldom more than a handful, receive a Visitation from their divine parents, unlocking the power of the ichor flowing through their veins. One or two in a century might even be gifted with Birthrights.
All that changed with a single event, the escape of the Titans. Somehow sundering their Underworld prison (and in the process, damaging the realms of the dead), the Titans have reentered the Overworld after eons of imprisonment, hungering to regain their former rule and revenge themselves on their wayward offspring, the Gods. While a war between Gods and Titans rages in the heavens, the Titans have begun seeding the World again with their spawn. In response, the Gods have begun visiting their Scions in greater number and arming them so that they may stop the titanspawn from establishing a beachhead in the World of men."

Taken from a briefing by Ambrose Milan to Leo, Manny and Jacob on their way to the North Sea - January 13, 2012