Chapter 1: Odyssey into 2012It's static --trapped between her fingers, buzzing in her ears. A heartbeat lost in the echoes of her rib cage.And yes, of course: the intermittent pounding, the thundering, the rush of blood through her veins.Was that fear? She'd once been foolish enough to believe that no one could lure her in to this. A ribbon of smokescreen smiles, flashes of deceptive lies, and she was sold for the price of forever. As the cold air smacks into her face and turns her hair to tangled strands, she struggles to maintain her hold on the tattered calendar. It's ripped from the wall, December 2011 in bold Serif typeface filling the upper left corner. Eight dates circled in red. Eight trials, none of them easy, and her mouth runs dry at the thought. She folds the calendar and slips it into the right pocket of her jeans. The scribbles of "Zephyr" and "Tokyo", etched so hard onto t
Odyssey 2012 Chapter 5: The Rainbow ConnectionThe Light Train took on a new timbre around her. Her knowledge unlocked, she did not ride, but drive. The Train bent around to her command. She yelled in triumph! Backwards, to before it began. She could stop him at the start. Kaylin steered the Train, her body, soul, one with the Light. Then it fought her, bucking and twisting.Her eyes opened. Kaylin wasn't alone. She was there. Kaylin, in purple. Kaylin, in green. Kaylin, in blue, yellow, orange, and violet. Each one steering, fighting. Yellow died first, a possible future snuffed out, and it's Light joined the Train. The others, alerted to the danger, fought back, but her Zephyr sang as their's did not. Their numbers nearly took her, but she dodged and twisted, bending the Train around her. The other Kaylin's Zephyrs spent themselves uselessly on nothing. The purple clad Kaylin stood last and best. Purple seemed to draw the powers of the defeated to her, growing in strength with each death. Face to
The Zephyr Key's HostKaylin struggled with all her might to keep the light train under her power as she willed it to continue on with the correct gates. The use of her power was draining most of her energy and now she stood at the front of the train, beads of sweat rolling down her neck and back. She gasped out once, forgetting to breathe because she was concentrating so much. She balled her fists tightly and then she saw a light ahead, relieved to find the next gate.Kaylin collapsed, exhausted, and knelt down as the light train turned brighter and brighter . . .She found herself in a dark forest. Coldness wrapped around her swiftly, making her shiver. The ground was cold and hard beneath her shoes and when she walked the frosted grass crunched. But her footsteps were not alone. Soon she heard others and when she turned around she saw Darus."Kaylin," he said with a wicked grin.Kaylin thrust her hand out and her Zephyr snapped the tree in half and it craned towards Darus. But he swiftly jumped out of th
Odessey Into 2012 Chapter 2: Just like old timesThis isn't the Tokyo she remembers.The hilltop view is chaos. Fires consume miles around, wind stirs the fumes, skyscrapers crumble. She gasps. Memories, however scattered, tell her this is wrong. They fixed this. Prevented this.Hadn't they?She'd made a deal once to forget all this, to move on. Was her mind clearing?Behind her, a rustle. A man. Tall fit. Dressed simply, holding a tattered book."Who are you?" She steps back. "I trained you. We were... partners. For a while...""...Jackson." She eyes the city. "Didn't we... fix this?""We did. We fixed everything, actually.""What happened?""Darus.""What?" "You left. We made the world perfect. Fixed history. Then sat. We had thought we were working towards going home. Cycles passed, Darus soured, believing we were all fated to traverse the gates without true course, forever. But you... You left with the only ticket out. Then Darus devised a plan: undo some of our greatest repairs…""And bring me back…"
The End and The BeginningNow is now.Kaylin is stepping off the Light Train. It's dark and the dry wind scratches at her face. It's the one place that doesn't come to mind when you think of New Year's Eve.In front of her blooms a different kind of darkness. It's wet and humid. She turns around and Darus is there."This is it," he says. "The final gate. The last trial." He spreads his arms, and the wet warm dark spreads out and presses against her dark. He pulls his sword out of the scabbard. Kaylin stands in front of him, tensed to run."Running again?" He flourishes his sword. It's giving him an unfair advantage. The sword disappears."You should sacrifice yourself now, if you want to win," he says. The fear in his voice is unmistakable. "A fair trade, one life for all, don't you think?""I don't want to die," Kaylin says. Her voice is strong and afraid. She closes her eyes, and opens them. A portal of light appears between them. They both blink."I didn't do that. You can't do that." Darus says."I did." Sh