Dark Side of the Moon

Chapter Twenty-Six and Chapter Twenty-Seven have gone live!

Forest realizes how hopeless her situation truly is, Wynn rallies Hawk and the werewolves while getting a tiny bit drunk on absinthe, and Gabriel uses his natural abilities to his advantage.  Oh, and Forest can hear you having sex. 

So, I'm getting ready to finish my online serial The Law Unto Herself Chronicles: The Stolen and originally I was going to just segue into the next Forest story.  It's called "Scream Queen" and takes place during the 1980's.  You know, that wonderful decade of Reganomics, movies that were unapologeticly violent and awesome like The Terminator, Aliens, Robocop, and so on and so forth, and hair metal.  It just happens to be the decade I was born in and the one I will probably always feel nostalgic about because dude, seriously The Terminator, Aliens, Robocop, and a whole slew of other movies I could spend a blog entry talking about.

Well, the closer I'm coming to finishing my serial, which if things go right I'll have published in novel form after JukePop releases it, I need a follow up.  Thing of it is, even though "Scream Queen" is something near and dear to my heart and something I've wanted to write for a while, I have another idea.  Or rather, an old idea that LUHC spawned from.

See, long time ago I had an idea for an Urban Fantasy series that involved four supernatural types human and other who were part of a police force to take care of supernatural crimes.  The whole basis was that the supernatural had been discovered and was common place now.  Sort of like the Anita Blake books or the amazing Anno Dracula series but it was a fairly recent thing. 

Well, my husband pointed out to me that if the supernatural was discovered an X-Men like situation would be the best case scenario.  The more I thought about it, the more I realized my proofreader/editor/hubby was right.  Then I realized how much more fun it would be to have this sort of maverick and dysfunctional group keep the world they live in secret from humanity.   They would essentially be working outside of the law to keep it secret even though one of them is a police detective. 

 

Of course they would have sanction to do this.  There are shadowy government agencies for a reason.  Plus the Cloak and Dagger stuff is really fun to write.

 

I'm collecting my ideas together, and the cast of characters is a lot broader than LUHC, even though it takes place in the same universe.  In fact, those readers of LUHC will see several familiar faces in this series and Forest herself will make guest appearances from time to time. Of course, it has a totally different feel.  Say LUHC is Buffy if I'm using my Whedonverse examples because biggest inspiration and all of that, then this will be more like Angel.  Less tongue in cheek and more dire situations.  Not to mention a somewhat darker tone.

Now here comes the kicker.

What shall I call my motley crew?

The original concept was SPF short for Supernatural Protection Force.  Which, the more that I think of it, its kind of goofy.  Sounds like sunscreen.  Now of course, I could make jokes about vampires needing sunscreen and all of that but it would get lame really quick.

I was thinking something like The Shadow Guard or Umbra Praesidio which is Latin for Shadow Guard.  Plus its a play off one of the group's last names.

So, what do you think, true believers?

Forest continued to toy with the pillow when another voice joined in with Henry's.

"You are bloody lovely, Forest, so please let us in. I brought tea."

Despite everything, she felt her lips curve up ever so slightly as she rose from the mattress.  Still hugging the pillow, she padded over to the door and opened it.  Indigo eyes peered at the living vampire and the Servant from above the pillow before she moved to go sit back on the bed.

Wynn would have chided her for acting like a child, but right now she didn't care.  Her voice was somewhat muffled by the pillow, "Thanks."

******

Gabriel entered his room and sat the tray on the nightstand beside La Folia.  He smirked and said, "Folly, I have brought you breakfast."

There was French toast, an omelet with cheese, mushrooms, and red peppers, and fruit.  He had a glass of milk there as well.

******

"What can you tell us about these murders?  Are we talking about a serial killer here?  Who's the teenage girl, Detective Frost?  Why is she here?"

Saber had only worked with her partner for a week, but she was already starting to learn Quinn's tells.  His dark blue eyes were narrowing.  Literally the calm before the storm or the bleakness of a shark's eyes before they attacked.  The reporters swarmed closer, pushing microphones and cameras in Quinn's face.

The former King saw her partner's nails start to lengthen and sharpen as he clutched the podium.   Saber smoothed her hair back and straightened her leather jacket before moving towards the masses.  She said, "I am employed by the Nexus Police Department as a consultant to assist Detective Frost with supernatural threats that are beyond the scope of the police.  You may call me Saber.  As to your questions, Detective Frost has graciously answered them to suit your needs.  Do not turn these tragedies into a farce to feed the bloodlust of this town.  We merely wish to warn the magic wielders of this city of this potential danger.  That is all.  We will release more information once we have it."

The reporters went loud, trying to thrust their cameras, flashing lights, and devices in her face.

Quinn's dark blue eyes met hers and again she was struck by the sheer beauty of his face, a rival for even Diarmuid's.  She could appreciate it like a fine piece of stained glass or artwork.   The former king smiled slightly at her partner and he smiled back, careful not to show his elongated canines.

"Saber, what do you have to say about this?"

"Saber, why would the police employ a teenage girl to . . ."

Saber turned to face them again and said, "Enough!  Detective Frost and I have . . ."

She saw something in the distance.  Something familiar that caused her chest to tighten and her breath to catch.  No, it can't be . . ., she thought as she saw the familiar black knight standing there.  Then he began to cross the street, in the midst of on coming traffic.

Of course, the knight didn't realize what a car was and was promptly hit by a semi.  "No, let me through," Saber shouted and people parted for her instantly as she rushed over to the fallen, gleaming Knight with Quinn on her heels.

Forest blinked as she heard a knock on the door and looked up.

Henry's voice came through the other side, "Forest? Are you alright?"

She frowned and answered, "I'm bloody lovely."

So, talking to the group I've decided to implement the 24 Hour Rule.

What this means is, after we've waited for Mooncake for over 24 hours (the second time none the less), we're going to move ahead.

Now, what this means for the plot is that Wynn, Henry, and some of the others overruled poor Forest's "Kindly sod off" to Vlad and let the Impaler take the Elemental home with him to be his Forever Pet/Bitch.

There has now been a sort of a time skip for those who want it after Vlad leaves with Lucas (I know Puck-Chan and I wanted it).  Now, those who don't want the time skip can proceed if they want how they want.

And that has been my ruling.

Any Master slots still open?

I'm still debating on if I want to join or not.

Welp, I didn't get a reply for Rattus.

Check again.