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My Name shall be/is/was Ramoa Ramierez (The Calling of my Everlasting)
My Name shall/is/was Ramoa Ramierez & in order to make an attempt to stay alive & remain protected, I will/have to/already killed seven people in order to call my protector; my Everlasting. Everlastings come from your "world" but our worlds are actually one in the same. I will live/live/lived in the #2run6, which looks like the city of Seattle, but has gone through a major geological shift that has alterd the land structure from the place that many of you reading this may call home.
I reside outside of the Calm that I will/do/did work at. My building will be/is/was south of the Calm & is one of the nicer ones & with my family, consisting of my mother, my aunt, my uncle,my grandfather & my twin cousins, we all will/do/did live on the 73rd floor in a 5 bedroom,3 bathroom double level with a large balcony. Curfew is usually around an hour after sundown, unless you are issued a pass from the city authority. Sundown is when Kae-ps usually arrive and begin to try and feed on some of us, unless we are armed with the Prlite: A cross between a flashlight & a foil blade that extends from where the light is displayed. Kae-ps die when they are cut with this & in your wold, they die, physically. If you can afford it, you can hire a Gaurdbody to protect you when you walk the streets after curfew, but you need a pass for that, too, in which you will usually have to pay for the Gaurdbody's too. So tonight, I will/shall/have collected my seven & kill them in an attempt to protect myself, but this is not going to be, so it will be/shall/ was read to me by mother. My mother is what is known as as Eyeseye, someone that can see points of the future, pertaining to a certain person or event that will happen. They have to be born with this gift and when the person(who is usually a woman, but there are males and they are more powerful.)reaches 10 years old, they receive a mentor to teach them how to use their gifts, as to not drive them to crime, harm to themselves or insane.
My mother's mentor was a male named Nocr'. He also taught my mother some kind of magic form of combat, known as Nocr's hands, in which my motherwill be/is/ was very good at this and teaches it to her students, due to the shortage of Eyeseye near the Calm where we work, so when she can, she teaches 3; twin 11 year old girls and a 10 year old by. The twins are called Vam,the taller one and her sister Am. The boy is called Drot. The boy is Negro and the girls are South Euro. (In your world they would be known as a Black Person and Greek, being that the Black people come from many places in your world, as in ours) Tonight, as my mother shall/is/did prepare me for the calling, she informs me that her students will be my Gaurdbodys. A little shocked and in disbelief when she calls them into the room and they are standing there dressed in their combat blue leather hooded ponchos, matching pants and combat boots, with their hands eyes noses and mouths all dancing in the blue sivler misty fire. This is a calling for all to know that they are of Nocr's hands and that though they be young, they are extremely deadly. I shall/do/did never get fully prepared for the moment, donning the long tan trench coat that belonged to my grandfather and my Prilite. Gathering at the front door with my Gaurdbody's, in a blink we were harmlessly in front of the building, hovering above the ground heading into the center of the city and perhaps the most dangerous place of our land, especially as night comes deadly. Terrible.
From now on, this will be interpreted as I will/shall/have spoken, drawn,visual recorded and written in a journal titled "# Please",that my Everlasting will have burned in his mind and seep out his his skull, literally. Getting too far into what I will/have/had seen and pleading that this death will not be so horrible or.......(crying, then stopping in rage.) This serene plea for help and what I am about to do is a crime and a sin, so to prevent any confusion in my cry for help from death, this is how the events that happen will be dictated:
(Gentle enhanced male voice, human sounding, but not quite human, but calming speaks.)
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Vam is talking to some strange man as all four of us eat squash blossom & fried tofu soup in the rain on the corner of Pike & 3rd at this place that is known as Walking Garden #N: The Walking Gardens are malls that are lit with neon, constantly, to show you their services that vary from lodging, education,protection, weapons,furniture,you name it. It's mainly food, for the most part, but food is always fed with information. The man that Vam is talking to name is Vicl Mie. He's a small slimly looking man that smokes his cigarette & dips his fingers in his soup with the opposite hand. "They said that this door will open when this happens & if the money is right, then fuck to the gears of all gods, I'm your man. And if she," Vicl points at me, licking his slimy highly dirty hands, continuing, "comes along for the ride to do what you say we have to do, just make sure she'll sit fortified right next to me,m'kay?" He continues with a sick laugh that even a toilet would gag at. Not that he looked like a cheaply dresses Asian greasy haired pedophile with intentions to fuck anything illegal, just that he was gross & is the first on the list to kill, even if by accident. Vam tells him to leave. Am and Drot stood above groud once they placed their hoods on, when Vicl was going to attempt to say another word, but by the sudden silent reaction from the crowd, he just left,very quietly. Once gone, we continued our meal in the night without question. "So according to that asshole, he's suppose to come in the Downtime, south of here. As for us not to be too suspicious, he said he'll give us a ride, but as you can see, there are plenty of other GaurdBody's out tonight, for some reason." "For some reason?" I asked, "do you come here often?" All three of them were silent, eating and not saying a thing. I thought that this was something that was part of their teaching, but in a large way, it was and it wasn't.
After we finished our meal, Am raised her hand and the proprietor, that looked like the slimy man Vicl, wearing the same style glasses, a few inches shorter, and a dirty white apron said something to Drot, bowed towards us and backed away, smiling. We enter the rain, this time walking, with my Gaurdbody's surrounding me as we walked east. We passed the Q.nest, near 4th avenue. This was a part of the ground that separated, but is in a crumpled mound that looks like spilled bricks in the middle of the street. They move & are in a form of a nest and a letter Q. Across to our left is a flux of time. Al of time bends in that area and is deemed dangerous. When whomever or whatever passes on that left side of the street, they are thrown in and out of all time that passed when every event happened when time was produced. Sometimes you come out well when you walk, but not a guarantee. But it seems that when you pass in vehicles, you will stand in your moment, due to the motion that it passes and the year of the vehicle, weather covered or uncovered. So to avoid the flux, just stay to the right.
As we crossed the street, we couldn't help but feel the heat from the large bright neon lights that burned enough to make those around them not to feel that they were not objected to the sunshine. This was rare, so do help the process of versified creation, they were neon nutrients put into the lamps to yield sunlight but also to keep the Kae-ps from the populace. The buildings are massively high, not to mention the Living Mountains. Tonight there is only one, to the left of us: The Smiling Nothing. It looked like a male, but as pale as paper, standing about 60 feet tall, with a round head, human body & only a mouth, that is constantly fixed in a toothless smile. There are suppose to be five of them, but usually we only see three & they mainly come out in the day time. The city has set a up corrals for them to come visit when they do & come from wherever they come from & stay as long as they want. Nobody seems to notice, but tonight, he seems to be smiling upon us. The slow fluid movements of waiving his arms, torso, neck & head, that makes entertaining notices for the children with their families that have to work live & eat in the night. This place just reeks with danger.
We are almost to the hill where we have to wait for our ride to take us to our destination,so I told them that we will go into the Duck Pavilion to wait. It is one of the few places in the city that is absolutely quiet. The glass is made from water and the sound either passes quietly through it, or gently off of it. We sit in the middle square, as to not have our backs to the doors, but they insist that I sit and I sit, while they hover and guard. I see another Eyeseye wearing long white robes, made of cotton, with a semi masked hood attached, coming from the side, which kind of takes me by surprise when my Gaurdbody's don't do anything, but say in unison: "We all shall see! We are Nocr's Hands! Concentrated of the Blue! Power for fear! Might for Knowledge!" "My head hand and heart are yours,"responds 'white robes' "I shall protect. I am Phuther's Mention. I mask my eyes to release the blood that I shall shed in her name. Prilite infuses my tongue & hands." They all touch their hands together & produce the light of their significant house in palms. With hands still glowing, they touch their 8 hands together, uniting the blue flames & white light. Then they all remove their hoods & to my surprised relief, the pupil was no one other than Drothnot, Drot's father.In shared sight(A mental thought shared by Eyeseye in harmony) Eyeseye had shown Drothnot our plan & our contact. He tells us that we are not to trust the man that would be our driver & was glad that he seen that we would come into the pavilion & also, who our "driver" was suppose to be. He said that he would drive us to where we had to go. "Sit children, so that we can talk about what we must to in order to make sure that this Everlasting doesn't turn into a Kae-ps, or worse, huh? Now, this man, this Vicl, said that you were suppose to travel south, but he lied. You have to travel north. I was speaking with your mother & we both seen this & she asked me to come." "What could be worse", I asked with a strong sense of gratitude that Drothnot will be with us. There are stories of his courage that are told to children in our Calm. He is a hero to all that know him & an inspiration to all that know of him. Now is seems that I am smiling a little too reassured, because now,they all looked at each other in silence, then turned their gaze toward me. "Another Living Mountain, but this time, this one would be a BloodDead, one of highly uncontrollable evil, that's what could be worse child. Please don't let you moment to smile be ruined by this knowledge", Drothnot said with a side embrace of reassurance. I felt afraid & confused that I haven't heard of these BloodDead & maybe I wasn't suppose to. In this motion that wasn't anything more to do,but move onto finding the victims.
We had to move soon,according to Drothnot, so we ascended to the Silent Interviewire on the 77th floor. The Glisten,that is a living elevator made of hollow liquid cellulite was called to take us to our destination. The Silent Interviewire is sacred enough to many that not many people go there. If the "Law" does, the don't try to effect to many things that happen here in the 2runsix. We enter into a square and the Glisten takes a clear bubble form. Ascending, I can see the whole city in a 360 degree view. The lights and commotion from the city makes its own physical cloud in the night. The sound is silent from this view, but heard so much louder in the light. We float into the room where we are suppose to be and all of a sudden, all four of the Eyeseye are on guard in their combat stances. Drothnot is in a state of almost chaining full Qquat'Fe(a cross between a Wolf and Orca with physical human traits with black and white patterns.)
My three Gaurdbody's are in full blue flame, while they form a protective circle around me. Drothnot is now in full Qquat'Fe mode and signals for the others to stay around me as he sniffs the ground. He goes to a closed door, to his left and it opens. Out falls the beaten body of an old man. We can't hear what he says, but he is in Drothnot's arms when he dies. He calls his son to him and they pray over the man's remains, then plant him in the air and use their flames to burn him in a matter of seconds. "He said that The Silent Interviewire were taken from this place by a force of StoneJackyls,who had one hand hand-guns(appendages fashioned into pistols.) and took them by force, before killing the other Gaurdbody. They took his body, along with the The Silent Interviewire," Drothnot said with his primal tone. It was full of rage, as well as it should be. "Did he say anything else?" I asked. "Yeah, he said a name. Vicl." My Gaurdbody's and I all looked at each other and I knew that I would really love to kill him. His slime may lead me to my demise faster than time can see, but at this moment, I do not care.
Am confiscates the Glisten, while Vam reads its mind file as we are now traveling by a large cargo van, Driven by Drothnot. We are going to the Northern Edege. One of the most seediest, dangerous parts of the 2runsix. On the almost the edge of the Dark. (A form of absolute black, even in the day. Some say that its not that way inside, but when they go in, they usually don't come out and if they do, some are changed for the worse, some for the best and some not at all.) Vam found out that Vicl knew about this Everlasting coming and wanted to claim him so that he could earn a place,rather buy a position of power from Law, but he had to prove himself. His mother use to be one of the StoneJackyls, so she had connections to their aid. Vam had the Glisten display the incident. It put us in full view, as if we were in the room when it happened and I studied all of this very carefully. I seen that The Silent Interviewire did not resist, but the StoneJackyls seemed nervous. The beat their Gaurdbody's, terribly, but as calm as nothing's breath, The Silent Interviewire did not shutter, nor squint to the process. There were 11 StoneJackyls and The Silent Interviewire only consisted of 5 members. They wore all black tweed busniess suits with vest ties to match, but no shoes on their feet, which never seemed to get dirty,no matter what, even as the story goes and is true. So the 3 men and 2 women in the black tweed busniess suits, folded their hands in front of them and just walked out of the room, while Vicl stuffed the older man that was the Gaurdbody that Drothnot found. I knew that this was going to be a battle and was prepared for whatever happened, just as long as Vicl is one of the seven that has to be sacrificed.
We stopped the van and came up with a plan that was much better than the one that we had,previously. Since Drothnot was there, it would be to our advantage. "You are all children," Drothnot began, "so I don't want you all getting in over your heads about killing. It looks easy, but-." He stops in his words, because he knows that to be Nocr's hands, you have to kill, in order to get the passage of the blue flame. "Just be aware and more than carefull. Ramoa, I need you to take off your coat, so that I can enchant it with Healing, so that you won't be hurt, just in case their bullets get near to you." I remove my coat and give it to him. Vam,Am,Drot and I all look over the layout of were we should be using the Glisten's aid. I notice the pile of rubble an re-bar that are in the distance and the large metal fence behind it. On the right side of the rubble is a large mound. Before the rubble and re-bar, is dirt and beyond the fence, is Dark. I have to study this. I want to become it, but the knowledge will have to do. Drothnot brings me back my coat, which is now white and much lighter. I smile to thank him and he hugs us all. His massive 6'6 height and has to weigh about 300 pounds. He would look intimidating to any average person, and you would never take him for an Eyeseye. He smile and lets out a laugh, then he stops dead cold and sniff the air. "There here,get ready and into your positions. My Gaurdbody's don their hoods and ignite their flames and head off. Drothnot gives me a smile of security, drapes my coat over me and kisses my forhead, before he runs to where he should be, leaving me and the Glisten in the open. I am standing on the left in the rubble and rebar, holding onto what would be the Glisten's hand.
It says to my surprise, "I am equiped with a defense mode," The Glisten speaks in a voice that sounds as if it is conducted of broken glass and tone. Vam has acquired its access, which is some kind of safety protocol embedded in its programing. "The unlocking code word is your name: Ramoa Ramierez, in which you must impliment in order for the defense mode to operate." "Good to know," I say to it. Then I see the lights of about 4 no 5 vehicles approach the area. The wind blows slightly northeast and smells of metal. Metal that is like the flavor of blood. I did not move. No one got out of any of the vehicles, but the lights and engines were still on. This lasted for 6 minutes. The 11 StoneJackyls got out of two of the cars. As they stepped on the ground, all of the vehicles revealed their true forms as Modi, transforming into their hybrid Tank/Car forms. Three of the Silent Interviewire got out of one of the middle vehicles and Vicl got out of the last one on the right. Where were the other 3 Silent Interview? Were they in the car. Vicl began to speak, the sound of his voice seasoned my blood to boil and eager rage was eating at my mind.
"You have to come to us, if you want the Silent Interviewire to live, Ramoa Ramierez!" That sent the Glisten into defense mode. It produced pistols where its hands were and wore armor, all made from glass. It also grew at least 7 feet tall and stood in front of me. The StoneJackyls drew their weapons and began to shoot at me, but I was shielded by the Glisten, returning fire as they tried to shield themselves behind their Modi. Two of them where hit in the face from the Glisten's glass bullets and fell with blood flying onto their allies. My Gaurdbody's flames were seen taken 4 of their weapons away, as the beat them almost to death. The other five advanced toward me as fast as they could, but Drothnot in full Qquat'Fe form cuts one of them in half and it lets out a agonizing scream, that sounds like a woman, the other is met with Drothnot's fangs, ripping and tearing away its left shoulder blade, spewing blood like a fountain. Unconsciously, I drew my Prilite and charged into battle! The first one, I stabbed in the forehead, I removed my blade, swung it to the right, and slashed the second's throat, ripping it out. The third one stopped dead in his tracks, as four more got out of the second Modi from the right. Three of them came charging toward me, while another stood guard over the last 2 Silent Interviewire. They fired at me, one bullet hits be below my heart, but it bounces off of my coat, without a dent. The Glisten kicks one between the legs, launching it into the air and seemed to disappear. The third seemed to have some courage that approached me a moment ago, but as he began to raise his right arm to fire, I cut it off at the shoulder. Out of the corner of my left eye, I swore that the ground was moving.
One of the StoneJackyls jumped on my back. knocking me to the ground. Pushing my head into the hard rubble, I can hear his pistol cock, but Am kicked his lower jaw completely off and threw his body off of mine, helping me to my feet. The last one threw its pistol at us and surprisingly I caught it and shot him four times in his chest and ribs. The spot that I thought I seen move on the ground earlier, began to rise and fall, as if it were breathing. My Gaurdbodys, the Glisten and Drothnot were all at my sides, as we advanced toward them slowly. "You ain't special, Ramoa! Deals for your silence won't stop here!" Vicl spewed in half a scream& halfway crying in fear. "If you want to see these people killed, then you will come to me, so that I can set them free." His tone now sounds confident, but then we all heard a boom sound, every 2 seconds. Everyone stoped. Silent. Motionless. We looked behind Vicl and seen The Smiling Nothing Standing about 25 yards away, shaking its huge head as if it were saying "yes". Vicl turned his attention to the colossus and gasps, droping his gun. He return his attention towards us, only for his life to end, as I shot him in his throat. He fell on the ground, grabbing his throat in shock, bleeding like the evil leech that he was. The last StoneJackyl seen that he was outnumbered, as The Silent Interview all held hands and looked him into his eyes. The ground began to breathe even more rapidly now. The last StoneJackyl began to scream in agony, falling to his knees. His face and his upper chest began to implode, pulling blood and boneinside of its body. The Smiling Nothing reached it giant hands down and one by one, it picked up the Modi our rivals had drove in and ate them in one swallow each. Then, The Silent Interviewire looked up at the giant and it gave a nod in response. They gave a motion for my Garudbody's and Drothnot to step back, in which they did.
They had motioned for me to come forward, which I did. They then stood back, while I felt the presence of the Smiling Nothings gigantic fingers reach down and began to remove the rubble from the breathing part. When it had finished, we all approached the whole and seen him, my Everlasting. He was laying naked and asleep. He looked beautiful to me: A bald Black man that had a hairy body. He had a shadow of a beard and 5 tattoos on his body, all on his left side that moved like they were alive, as he lay in a semi fetal position on his right side. There was blood on his body as he slept. He then was touched by The Smiling Nothing on the side of his seat, in which he woke up slowly. He wasn't tall, about 5'7, but he had muscles all over his naked beautiful body. I also noticed that he had a piercing in his left nipple and one in his tongue. They both looked like weapons. As he awoke, he wiped his eyes and looked at all of us. "Kae-ps are coming," he said. We were surprised that he knew of them, so we left the area, immediately, leaving the body's of the fallen where they were.
As we were driving home, I explained to him my situation and he listen, undivided. The Silent Interviewire were taken back to the Duck Pavilion, then my Gaurdbody's along with Drothnot took me back to my building. In felt good to be home. The only place where my thoughts feel safer than my body. My Everlasting, myself and the Glisten took the lift in my building to our apartment. It seems that the Glisten is now obligated to me and will never leave my side. My family rushed to the door, revealed to see me alive. They welcomed the Glisten, but when they seen my Everlasting, they grew cold and silent.Everyone except my mother went into their rooms without a sound. She then removes my grandfather's coat from him, kisses it, then she reaches out her left arm in a extended pose, causing the blue flame's of her knowledge to surround her. I am afraid and highly in fear of him killing all of us. My mother says something in his ear, as she hovers around him, alternating ears in order to see what she must. She then tells me to turn my back to them and close my eyes, which I do. I hear whispers, Silence. Movement. Calm. Then my mother tells me that I can turn around. It looks as if my mother has taken off her clothes, because now she has my grandfather's coat on , still blue in flame. I want to know what they were doing, but then, knowing could make me want to take away the very gift that I was trying to save, which is my life.
"Take him to your room Ramoa," my mother said, not looking directly at us. "You have to put him in bed with you. He will go back to his world, but will come back to ours, when you need him. Lay next to him, but do not attempt to make love to him, do you understand? Do not arouse him, do not arouse yourself with him, do not build any kind of physical connection, not even by accident, do you understand? In all words: DO NOT FUCK HIM! Fantasize, but don't fuck!" She says these instructions over her left shoulder, leading the Glisten away, with her arms on its shoulders. I took him, naked and all to my room, and told him to lay on my huge bed, that was a circle, in the middle of the room. He looked confused, so I removed all of my clothes to show him what I meant and he complied. As we lay there, he began to cry. "I'm so sorry Ramoa," he sobbed. And I held him in my arms as we drifted into slumber. When I had awoke, he was gone. The day had come and I went to work in the Calm, as if I had dreamed the whole incident.
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This is/was/shall be the story of The Calling of my Everlasting. Whoever has the knowledge of this, please use this to your advantage. My name shall be/is/was Ramoa Ramierez and I do not want to die. Pray that he continues for me.
Pray that he continues for me.
Ramoa Ramierez
I reside outside of the Calm that I will/do/did work at. My building will be/is/was south of the Calm & is one of the nicer ones & with my family, consisting of my mother, my aunt, my uncle,my grandfather & my twin cousins, we all will/do/did live on the 73rd floor in a 5 bedroom,3 bathroom double level with a large balcony. Curfew is usually around an hour after sundown, unless you are issued a pass from the city authority. Sundown is when Kae-ps usually arrive and begin to try and feed on some of us, unless we are armed with the Prlite: A cross between a flashlight & a foil blade that extends from where the light is displayed. Kae-ps die when they are cut with this & in your wold, they die, physically. If you can afford it, you can hire a Gaurdbody to protect you when you walk the streets after curfew, but you need a pass for that, too, in which you will usually have to pay for the Gaurdbody's too. So tonight, I will/shall/have collected my seven & kill them in an attempt to protect myself, but this is not going to be, so it will be/shall/ was read to me by mother. My mother is what is known as as Eyeseye, someone that can see points of the future, pertaining to a certain person or event that will happen. They have to be born with this gift and when the person(who is usually a woman, but there are males and they are more powerful.)reaches 10 years old, they receive a mentor to teach them how to use their gifts, as to not drive them to crime, harm to themselves or insane.
My mother's mentor was a male named Nocr'. He also taught my mother some kind of magic form of combat, known as Nocr's hands, in which my motherwill be/is/ was very good at this and teaches it to her students, due to the shortage of Eyeseye near the Calm where we work, so when she can, she teaches 3; twin 11 year old girls and a 10 year old by. The twins are called Vam,the taller one and her sister Am. The boy is called Drot. The boy is Negro and the girls are South Euro. (In your world they would be known as a Black Person and Greek, being that the Black people come from many places in your world, as in ours) Tonight, as my mother shall/is/did prepare me for the calling, she informs me that her students will be my Gaurdbodys. A little shocked and in disbelief when she calls them into the room and they are standing there dressed in their combat blue leather hooded ponchos, matching pants and combat boots, with their hands eyes noses and mouths all dancing in the blue sivler misty fire. This is a calling for all to know that they are of Nocr's hands and that though they be young, they are extremely deadly. I shall/do/did never get fully prepared for the moment, donning the long tan trench coat that belonged to my grandfather and my Prilite. Gathering at the front door with my Gaurdbody's, in a blink we were harmlessly in front of the building, hovering above the ground heading into the center of the city and perhaps the most dangerous place of our land, especially as night comes deadly. Terrible.
From now on, this will be interpreted as I will/shall/have spoken, drawn,visual recorded and written in a journal titled "# Please",that my Everlasting will have burned in his mind and seep out his his skull, literally. Getting too far into what I will/have/had seen and pleading that this death will not be so horrible or.......(crying, then stopping in rage.) This serene plea for help and what I am about to do is a crime and a sin, so to prevent any confusion in my cry for help from death, this is how the events that happen will be dictated:
(Gentle enhanced male voice, human sounding, but not quite human, but calming speaks.)
Journal Voice: Preparing sense connection. Mental Receptions and optical means......Applying........
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Journal Voice: Information prepared.Full version has been uploaded. Sensory appreciation in the mind will be fully controlled. This entry cannot be disconnected, until the processed information is over.
Journal Voice: Verbal/Visual entry of.... Please. Transmission commencing:
Vam is talking to some strange man as all four of us eat squash blossom & fried tofu soup in the rain on the corner of Pike & 3rd at this place that is known as Walking Garden #N: The Walking Gardens are malls that are lit with neon, constantly, to show you their services that vary from lodging, education,protection, weapons,furniture,you name it. It's mainly food, for the most part, but food is always fed with information. The man that Vam is talking to name is Vicl Mie. He's a small slimly looking man that smokes his cigarette & dips his fingers in his soup with the opposite hand. "They said that this door will open when this happens & if the money is right, then fuck to the gears of all gods, I'm your man. And if she," Vicl points at me, licking his slimy highly dirty hands, continuing, "comes along for the ride to do what you say we have to do, just make sure she'll sit fortified right next to me,m'kay?" He continues with a sick laugh that even a toilet would gag at. Not that he looked like a cheaply dresses Asian greasy haired pedophile with intentions to fuck anything illegal, just that he was gross & is the first on the list to kill, even if by accident. Vam tells him to leave. Am and Drot stood above groud once they placed their hoods on, when Vicl was going to attempt to say another word, but by the sudden silent reaction from the crowd, he just left,very quietly. Once gone, we continued our meal in the night without question. "So according to that asshole, he's suppose to come in the Downtime, south of here. As for us not to be too suspicious, he said he'll give us a ride, but as you can see, there are plenty of other GaurdBody's out tonight, for some reason." "For some reason?" I asked, "do you come here often?" All three of them were silent, eating and not saying a thing. I thought that this was something that was part of their teaching, but in a large way, it was and it wasn't.
After we finished our meal, Am raised her hand and the proprietor, that looked like the slimy man Vicl, wearing the same style glasses, a few inches shorter, and a dirty white apron said something to Drot, bowed towards us and backed away, smiling. We enter the rain, this time walking, with my Gaurdbody's surrounding me as we walked east. We passed the Q.nest, near 4th avenue. This was a part of the ground that separated, but is in a crumpled mound that looks like spilled bricks in the middle of the street. They move & are in a form of a nest and a letter Q. Across to our left is a flux of time. Al of time bends in that area and is deemed dangerous. When whomever or whatever passes on that left side of the street, they are thrown in and out of all time that passed when every event happened when time was produced. Sometimes you come out well when you walk, but not a guarantee. But it seems that when you pass in vehicles, you will stand in your moment, due to the motion that it passes and the year of the vehicle, weather covered or uncovered. So to avoid the flux, just stay to the right.
As we crossed the street, we couldn't help but feel the heat from the large bright neon lights that burned enough to make those around them not to feel that they were not objected to the sunshine. This was rare, so do help the process of versified creation, they were neon nutrients put into the lamps to yield sunlight but also to keep the Kae-ps from the populace. The buildings are massively high, not to mention the Living Mountains. Tonight there is only one, to the left of us: The Smiling Nothing. It looked like a male, but as pale as paper, standing about 60 feet tall, with a round head, human body & only a mouth, that is constantly fixed in a toothless smile. There are suppose to be five of them, but usually we only see three & they mainly come out in the day time. The city has set a up corrals for them to come visit when they do & come from wherever they come from & stay as long as they want. Nobody seems to notice, but tonight, he seems to be smiling upon us. The slow fluid movements of waiving his arms, torso, neck & head, that makes entertaining notices for the children with their families that have to work live & eat in the night. This place just reeks with danger.
We are almost to the hill where we have to wait for our ride to take us to our destination,so I told them that we will go into the Duck Pavilion to wait. It is one of the few places in the city that is absolutely quiet. The glass is made from water and the sound either passes quietly through it, or gently off of it. We sit in the middle square, as to not have our backs to the doors, but they insist that I sit and I sit, while they hover and guard. I see another Eyeseye wearing long white robes, made of cotton, with a semi masked hood attached, coming from the side, which kind of takes me by surprise when my Gaurdbody's don't do anything, but say in unison: "We all shall see! We are Nocr's Hands! Concentrated of the Blue! Power for fear! Might for Knowledge!" "My head hand and heart are yours,"responds 'white robes' "I shall protect. I am Phuther's Mention. I mask my eyes to release the blood that I shall shed in her name. Prilite infuses my tongue & hands." They all touch their hands together & produce the light of their significant house in palms. With hands still glowing, they touch their 8 hands together, uniting the blue flames & white light. Then they all remove their hoods & to my surprised relief, the pupil was no one other than Drothnot, Drot's father.In shared sight(A mental thought shared by Eyeseye in harmony) Eyeseye had shown Drothnot our plan & our contact. He tells us that we are not to trust the man that would be our driver & was glad that he seen that we would come into the pavilion & also, who our "driver" was suppose to be. He said that he would drive us to where we had to go. "Sit children, so that we can talk about what we must to in order to make sure that this Everlasting doesn't turn into a Kae-ps, or worse, huh? Now, this man, this Vicl, said that you were suppose to travel south, but he lied. You have to travel north. I was speaking with your mother & we both seen this & she asked me to come." "What could be worse", I asked with a strong sense of gratitude that Drothnot will be with us. There are stories of his courage that are told to children in our Calm. He is a hero to all that know him & an inspiration to all that know of him. Now is seems that I am smiling a little too reassured, because now,they all looked at each other in silence, then turned their gaze toward me. "Another Living Mountain, but this time, this one would be a BloodDead, one of highly uncontrollable evil, that's what could be worse child. Please don't let you moment to smile be ruined by this knowledge", Drothnot said with a side embrace of reassurance. I felt afraid & confused that I haven't heard of these BloodDead & maybe I wasn't suppose to. In this motion that wasn't anything more to do,but move onto finding the victims.
We had to move soon,according to Drothnot, so we ascended to the Silent Interviewire on the 77th floor. The Glisten,that is a living elevator made of hollow liquid cellulite was called to take us to our destination. The Silent Interviewire is sacred enough to many that not many people go there. If the "Law" does, the don't try to effect to many things that happen here in the 2runsix. We enter into a square and the Glisten takes a clear bubble form. Ascending, I can see the whole city in a 360 degree view. The lights and commotion from the city makes its own physical cloud in the night. The sound is silent from this view, but heard so much louder in the light. We float into the room where we are suppose to be and all of a sudden, all four of the Eyeseye are on guard in their combat stances. Drothnot is in a state of almost chaining full Qquat'Fe(a cross between a Wolf and Orca with physical human traits with black and white patterns.)
My three Gaurdbody's are in full blue flame, while they form a protective circle around me. Drothnot is now in full Qquat'Fe mode and signals for the others to stay around me as he sniffs the ground. He goes to a closed door, to his left and it opens. Out falls the beaten body of an old man. We can't hear what he says, but he is in Drothnot's arms when he dies. He calls his son to him and they pray over the man's remains, then plant him in the air and use their flames to burn him in a matter of seconds. "He said that The Silent Interviewire were taken from this place by a force of StoneJackyls,who had one hand hand-guns(appendages fashioned into pistols.) and took them by force, before killing the other Gaurdbody. They took his body, along with the The Silent Interviewire," Drothnot said with his primal tone. It was full of rage, as well as it should be. "Did he say anything else?" I asked. "Yeah, he said a name. Vicl." My Gaurdbody's and I all looked at each other and I knew that I would really love to kill him. His slime may lead me to my demise faster than time can see, but at this moment, I do not care.
Am confiscates the Glisten, while Vam reads its mind file as we are now traveling by a large cargo van, Driven by Drothnot. We are going to the Northern Edege. One of the most seediest, dangerous parts of the 2runsix. On the almost the edge of the Dark. (A form of absolute black, even in the day. Some say that its not that way inside, but when they go in, they usually don't come out and if they do, some are changed for the worse, some for the best and some not at all.) Vam found out that Vicl knew about this Everlasting coming and wanted to claim him so that he could earn a place,rather buy a position of power from Law, but he had to prove himself. His mother use to be one of the StoneJackyls, so she had connections to their aid. Vam had the Glisten display the incident. It put us in full view, as if we were in the room when it happened and I studied all of this very carefully. I seen that The Silent Interviewire did not resist, but the StoneJackyls seemed nervous. The beat their Gaurdbody's, terribly, but as calm as nothing's breath, The Silent Interviewire did not shutter, nor squint to the process. There were 11 StoneJackyls and The Silent Interviewire only consisted of 5 members. They wore all black tweed busniess suits with vest ties to match, but no shoes on their feet, which never seemed to get dirty,no matter what, even as the story goes and is true. So the 3 men and 2 women in the black tweed busniess suits, folded their hands in front of them and just walked out of the room, while Vicl stuffed the older man that was the Gaurdbody that Drothnot found. I knew that this was going to be a battle and was prepared for whatever happened, just as long as Vicl is one of the seven that has to be sacrificed.
We stopped the van and came up with a plan that was much better than the one that we had,previously. Since Drothnot was there, it would be to our advantage. "You are all children," Drothnot began, "so I don't want you all getting in over your heads about killing. It looks easy, but-." He stops in his words, because he knows that to be Nocr's hands, you have to kill, in order to get the passage of the blue flame. "Just be aware and more than carefull. Ramoa, I need you to take off your coat, so that I can enchant it with Healing, so that you won't be hurt, just in case their bullets get near to you." I remove my coat and give it to him. Vam,Am,Drot and I all look over the layout of were we should be using the Glisten's aid. I notice the pile of rubble an re-bar that are in the distance and the large metal fence behind it. On the right side of the rubble is a large mound. Before the rubble and re-bar, is dirt and beyond the fence, is Dark. I have to study this. I want to become it, but the knowledge will have to do. Drothnot brings me back my coat, which is now white and much lighter. I smile to thank him and he hugs us all. His massive 6'6 height and has to weigh about 300 pounds. He would look intimidating to any average person, and you would never take him for an Eyeseye. He smile and lets out a laugh, then he stops dead cold and sniff the air. "There here,get ready and into your positions. My Gaurdbody's don their hoods and ignite their flames and head off. Drothnot gives me a smile of security, drapes my coat over me and kisses my forhead, before he runs to where he should be, leaving me and the Glisten in the open. I am standing on the left in the rubble and rebar, holding onto what would be the Glisten's hand.
It says to my surprise, "I am equiped with a defense mode," The Glisten speaks in a voice that sounds as if it is conducted of broken glass and tone. Vam has acquired its access, which is some kind of safety protocol embedded in its programing. "The unlocking code word is your name: Ramoa Ramierez, in which you must impliment in order for the defense mode to operate." "Good to know," I say to it. Then I see the lights of about 4 no 5 vehicles approach the area. The wind blows slightly northeast and smells of metal. Metal that is like the flavor of blood. I did not move. No one got out of any of the vehicles, but the lights and engines were still on. This lasted for 6 minutes. The 11 StoneJackyls got out of two of the cars. As they stepped on the ground, all of the vehicles revealed their true forms as Modi, transforming into their hybrid Tank/Car forms. Three of the Silent Interviewire got out of one of the middle vehicles and Vicl got out of the last one on the right. Where were the other 3 Silent Interview? Were they in the car. Vicl began to speak, the sound of his voice seasoned my blood to boil and eager rage was eating at my mind.
"You have to come to us, if you want the Silent Interviewire to live, Ramoa Ramierez!" That sent the Glisten into defense mode. It produced pistols where its hands were and wore armor, all made from glass. It also grew at least 7 feet tall and stood in front of me. The StoneJackyls drew their weapons and began to shoot at me, but I was shielded by the Glisten, returning fire as they tried to shield themselves behind their Modi. Two of them where hit in the face from the Glisten's glass bullets and fell with blood flying onto their allies. My Gaurdbody's flames were seen taken 4 of their weapons away, as the beat them almost to death. The other five advanced toward me as fast as they could, but Drothnot in full Qquat'Fe form cuts one of them in half and it lets out a agonizing scream, that sounds like a woman, the other is met with Drothnot's fangs, ripping and tearing away its left shoulder blade, spewing blood like a fountain. Unconsciously, I drew my Prilite and charged into battle! The first one, I stabbed in the forehead, I removed my blade, swung it to the right, and slashed the second's throat, ripping it out. The third one stopped dead in his tracks, as four more got out of the second Modi from the right. Three of them came charging toward me, while another stood guard over the last 2 Silent Interviewire. They fired at me, one bullet hits be below my heart, but it bounces off of my coat, without a dent. The Glisten kicks one between the legs, launching it into the air and seemed to disappear. The third seemed to have some courage that approached me a moment ago, but as he began to raise his right arm to fire, I cut it off at the shoulder. Out of the corner of my left eye, I swore that the ground was moving.
One of the StoneJackyls jumped on my back. knocking me to the ground. Pushing my head into the hard rubble, I can hear his pistol cock, but Am kicked his lower jaw completely off and threw his body off of mine, helping me to my feet. The last one threw its pistol at us and surprisingly I caught it and shot him four times in his chest and ribs. The spot that I thought I seen move on the ground earlier, began to rise and fall, as if it were breathing. My Gaurdbodys, the Glisten and Drothnot were all at my sides, as we advanced toward them slowly. "You ain't special, Ramoa! Deals for your silence won't stop here!" Vicl spewed in half a scream& halfway crying in fear. "If you want to see these people killed, then you will come to me, so that I can set them free." His tone now sounds confident, but then we all heard a boom sound, every 2 seconds. Everyone stoped. Silent. Motionless. We looked behind Vicl and seen The Smiling Nothing Standing about 25 yards away, shaking its huge head as if it were saying "yes". Vicl turned his attention to the colossus and gasps, droping his gun. He return his attention towards us, only for his life to end, as I shot him in his throat. He fell on the ground, grabbing his throat in shock, bleeding like the evil leech that he was. The last StoneJackyl seen that he was outnumbered, as The Silent Interview all held hands and looked him into his eyes. The ground began to breathe even more rapidly now. The last StoneJackyl began to scream in agony, falling to his knees. His face and his upper chest began to implode, pulling blood and boneinside of its body. The Smiling Nothing reached it giant hands down and one by one, it picked up the Modi our rivals had drove in and ate them in one swallow each. Then, The Silent Interviewire looked up at the giant and it gave a nod in response. They gave a motion for my Garudbody's and Drothnot to step back, in which they did.
They had motioned for me to come forward, which I did. They then stood back, while I felt the presence of the Smiling Nothings gigantic fingers reach down and began to remove the rubble from the breathing part. When it had finished, we all approached the whole and seen him, my Everlasting. He was laying naked and asleep. He looked beautiful to me: A bald Black man that had a hairy body. He had a shadow of a beard and 5 tattoos on his body, all on his left side that moved like they were alive, as he lay in a semi fetal position on his right side. There was blood on his body as he slept. He then was touched by The Smiling Nothing on the side of his seat, in which he woke up slowly. He wasn't tall, about 5'7, but he had muscles all over his naked beautiful body. I also noticed that he had a piercing in his left nipple and one in his tongue. They both looked like weapons. As he awoke, he wiped his eyes and looked at all of us. "Kae-ps are coming," he said. We were surprised that he knew of them, so we left the area, immediately, leaving the body's of the fallen where they were.
As we were driving home, I explained to him my situation and he listen, undivided. The Silent Interviewire were taken back to the Duck Pavilion, then my Gaurdbody's along with Drothnot took me back to my building. In felt good to be home. The only place where my thoughts feel safer than my body. My Everlasting, myself and the Glisten took the lift in my building to our apartment. It seems that the Glisten is now obligated to me and will never leave my side. My family rushed to the door, revealed to see me alive. They welcomed the Glisten, but when they seen my Everlasting, they grew cold and silent.Everyone except my mother went into their rooms without a sound. She then removes my grandfather's coat from him, kisses it, then she reaches out her left arm in a extended pose, causing the blue flame's of her knowledge to surround her. I am afraid and highly in fear of him killing all of us. My mother says something in his ear, as she hovers around him, alternating ears in order to see what she must. She then tells me to turn my back to them and close my eyes, which I do. I hear whispers, Silence. Movement. Calm. Then my mother tells me that I can turn around. It looks as if my mother has taken off her clothes, because now she has my grandfather's coat on , still blue in flame. I want to know what they were doing, but then, knowing could make me want to take away the very gift that I was trying to save, which is my life.
"Take him to your room Ramoa," my mother said, not looking directly at us. "You have to put him in bed with you. He will go back to his world, but will come back to ours, when you need him. Lay next to him, but do not attempt to make love to him, do you understand? Do not arouse him, do not arouse yourself with him, do not build any kind of physical connection, not even by accident, do you understand? In all words: DO NOT FUCK HIM! Fantasize, but don't fuck!" She says these instructions over her left shoulder, leading the Glisten away, with her arms on its shoulders. I took him, naked and all to my room, and told him to lay on my huge bed, that was a circle, in the middle of the room. He looked confused, so I removed all of my clothes to show him what I meant and he complied. As we lay there, he began to cry. "I'm so sorry Ramoa," he sobbed. And I held him in my arms as we drifted into slumber. When I had awoke, he was gone. The day had come and I went to work in the Calm, as if I had dreamed the whole incident.
(Gentle male voice)........end of transmission.
This is/was/shall be the story of The Calling of my Everlasting. Whoever has the knowledge of this, please use this to your advantage. My name shall be/is/was Ramoa Ramierez and I do not want to die. Pray that he continues for me.
Pray that he continues for me.
Ramoa Ramierez
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