Flamebearer

Considering how small this corridor was, it was well protected, with two rows of guards at either end and a couple more guards pacing up and down. Aside from plain walls, the corridor contained two things – a row of chairs, two of which were filled by nervous Rethans, and a doorway, a doorway which … Read more

“Feeling any better?” Trismit remained fixated at the plate of food in front of him. Despite the severity of what had happened, the Rethan government had been very calm and understanding with him. He hadn’t been locked up or persecuted or anything like that. In fact, all they had done was put him in a … Read more

Trismit led Retvik down corridor after corridor, past rooms filled with canisters, all linked and wired together and all leading to a single, utterly dark chamber. Inside were monitors, all as silent as the chamber itself, and a single, lone canister. “Alright, what the fuck is going on?” Retvik snarled as Trismit fiddled with a … Read more

Nothing made sense. Retvik had just been standing next to Trismit in a seedy little office, leaning on the desk shifting through maps and working on their plans to escape. Step one had worked perfectly. But now nothing was as it seemed. Everything was pitch black but everything was wet and salty as well. Retvik … Read more

In the time it had taken for Retvik to get Kuta to the hospital wing, the shadowy Rethavok had attempted to throw himself off ledges and down stairs no more than ten times. But after what had seemed like a few hours of worries and discomfort, everything seemed to be finally settling down. Kuta’s sudden … Read more

“Wait wait wait wait!” Retvik’s voice echoed down the hallway as a small, red and white robot drifted by, hovering the ground and sucking up dirt. “What?” Kuta asked, holding a broom. “You have cleaning robots?” “Yeah. The whole facility is automized or automaticed or autowhatever it’s called… Automated. It’s all automated.” Retvik stopped what … Read more

“Why is there a fire in the middle of the canteen?” “I was going to ask you the same thing…” Retvik shrugged as he stood in the doorway, watching as Nisir and Isir worked together to snuff out flames and get rid of burning paperwork. By his side, Trismit was rolling his eyes and Kuta … Read more

Retvik stood to attention as the cell door opened. He was aching all over, but he was about to re-obtain his freedom after far too many days locked inside a cell, so Retvik didn’t care much. To his surprise though, he found himself being pushed back as someone forced their way into Retvik’s arms, gently … Read more

“Are you awake?” A small, beady black eye appeared in the gap underneath the door. Whoever it was, they were peering into the room, acting as if they were not supposed to be there. “I am…” Retvik grumbled, his neck and back sore from not being able to sleep for the last few days. Due … Read more

“Bad day?” “Bad month.” Retvik sighed, closing his eyes and trying to ignore the godly being that had just sat down on the cold, metal floor next to him. They were both currently in an ugly cell, with barely enough room for Retvik to stretch his legs out. There was no bed, no chair, nothing … Read more

General Litvir drifted around his five captains, examining each one of them in turn. Litvir was rather pleased with himself, having trained these otherwise broken and damaged Rethavok, taught them how to use their unnatural, almost magical powers while also making most of them submissive to him. Only one more captain remained, and he was … Read more

“Retvik.” “Gath, you have no idea how pleased I am to hear your voice! It has taken me far too long to convince General Litvir to allow me to call you.” Retvik glanced around the room to make sure that no one was watching him. He couldn’t be certain that the line was completely secure, … Read more

This was the only vaguely nice room in the entirety of the facility. It had a warm, fluffy carpet on the floor, a fancy, wooden desk, a plump couple of chairs and a second, tiny room behind it which had been completely converted into one large, cushion-filled bed. Another small room had been converted into … Read more

Retvik smiled just a little as he kicked off his feet protectors and removed his stomach wrap, hot and sweaty from a hard day of cleaning and tidying. He and Trismit had been in charge of keeping the more… lost Rethans preoccupied, making sure they ate, exercised and took their medication, and such duties often … Read more

Everyone sat round the battered, cracked table, not really sure what was going on. All six of the Rethans present had been lounging around for a while, avoiding eye contact with each other and definitely not staring at the insanely buff physique of the one Rethan who was mostly nude. The entire room was tense … Read more