Happy [Late] Birthday, Heroicits

Yesterday, as you all know, was November ninth. For most, it was just another Wednesday. However, it was also the Heroicits second year mark. And I utterly forgot about it because I had youth group, which always throws me off.

Anyhow, this post is in honor of the Heroicits year mark. Following Far Fetched and Beyond tradition, I will be posting an excerpt from the first Heroicits chapter of this new series.

"...“Take this, scum!” Obernon shouted, jabbing the sword directly at Rayon’s chest. Rayon leapt backwards. The tip of the sword narrowly brushed past his front, and Rayon backed into the table that the fairy council had their meetings on. Rayon jumped onto the very edge of the table. The other end popped into the air because Rayon’s weight had thrown it off.

            “Don’t say things like that,” Rayon answered calmly, having suddenly gotten an idea, “You might get mobbed by angry fangirls.”

            Rayon dodged another swipe. With one motion from his back legs, Rayon had leapt clear into the air. Rayon flipped his sword around and sheathed it quickly; he would need both hands for this stunt. Rayon grabbed onto an overhanging rafter, looking down at Obernon from the ceiling.

            “You can’t stay up there!” Obernon shouted, spreading his wings, “I can fly, remember??”

            “Yeah, I was wondering about that. Do your have a pilot’s license for those?” Rayon grinned. He dropped down off the ceiling, aiming for the table. Obernon had backed up a pace so that he could fly up to the rafters. He was surprised to see Rayon intentionally falling.

            Rayon crashed into the end of the table. One arm went up to protect his head, and the other reached out to grab the table edge. The table flipped upwards and came crashing down, bottom up, on top of Rayon and more importantly Obernon.

            “Ack!” Obernon shouted as the wooden table smacked him clean in the head. Rayon jumped out from under the table, barely winded at all. Rayon delivered a punch to the fairy servant, a salute to the fairies that were loyal to him, and then charged out the door whooping.

            “Well,” Lunette commented with a small giggle, “I think he’s cute.”

            Outside…

            Sara was just approaching the meeting place when she saw Rayon come charging out of it, jump on his horse, and ride off in a hurry. Sara hesitated, her blond hair blowing softly around her. She turned in mid air, watching as Rayon’s horse galloped away from the building.

            Obernon stumbled over to the entrance of the building, waving a fist in the air and shouting, “Curse you, Rayon Hunter! Curse you! You will soon learn the consequences of disobeying my will!”

            Rayon pulled back on the reigns. His horse turned so that Rayon could look back at Obernon. Rayon pulled back on the reigns again and the horse reared up, front legs kicking, as Rayon roared back, “If you want this kingdom, you’ll have to kill me first!” Rayon jabbed his heels into his horse’s flanks and the horse galloped off.

            “Oh, lovely,” thought Sara...."

Copyright 2011-2012 by LE. All rights reserved. Srictly enforced by the flying ninja monkeys.

Happy two year mark!