The Maxius Saga Reloaded

[GhostHeLL]

Upcoming titles are:
(1) The Advanced Claws
(2) The Vamp Night
(3) The Priests Folly

[GhostHeLL]

My Second story I wrote 2 months after The Maxius Saga

The Claws of Stealth

My story begins on a beautiful morning…

It was a beautiful spring day; my friends and I were enjoying this glorious day by having a picnic.
We soon started to play “Seek and Capture”, a game in which all participants had to hide and one person who was the “catcher” had to find them. If the “catcher” found the “runners” (hiders) then the “catcher” had to catch him/her first to make him/her his/her partner to catch the other players.
So, as I was saying, we were playing and I was one of the
”hiders”. I was trying to find an excellent place to hide when I came across a small hut.
I wanted to call my friends to check out the hut, but then my curiosity took over me, so, I ventured inside, alone.
At a first glance it looked like a small hut filled with expensive items displayed every where my eyes moved to. A small bed with expensive quilts laid onto it.
A huge round table made out of mahogany centered in the hut was a magnificent piece to look upon. On the table was a mass of precious stones like diamonds, sapphires, rubies and what not other. There were also some weapons and amulets spread around encrusted with rare gemstones on their hilts and in the center of the amulets. The daggers looked very sharp and deadly, too. There were a few shields also with strange rune symbols on them and beautiful sparkling gems embedded in them.
But in the middle of all these magnificent items was the most eye-catching piece I’ve seen in my life. A glass dome and in this globe there were two gloves, which looked exactly like “tiger paws” with their claws extended. One of those gloves was red with black stripes; while the other was pitch black with red stripes. These roused my curiosity quite highly.
I tried to lift the glass lid off the dome but it wouldn’t budge, so I tried to hammer it with the weapons strewn on the table; not even a scratch was left on the transparent glass dome.
Annoyed I tried to feel my way around the globe for any secret latches or compartments. After a thorough search, I felt a button slightly protruding at the bottom of the container.
I hurriedly cleared away the weapons and jewels from around it and pressed the button. A small touch-pad screen emerged from a hidden panel. When I touched the screen pad, a holographic image of two graph grids emerged on top of the globe floating in thin air. The first grid had a blue graph constructed on it while the other was an empty red flat lined grid. I waited for something else to happen.

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Then it seemed like an hour but in reality less; when without any warning a female mechanical voice spoke “Password”.
I was stunned. Now how would I get the password to open this globe, I thought?
After giving it some thought I answered, “Fickle ramekins?”
To my amazement I saw a graph forming on the former empty red grid.
After some while the same mechanical voice responded with little pauses in between, “incorrect password…checking voice match…no match made”.
I started to ponder something in my head, and then it struck me. There were two locks to be opened; one was to be opened by matching the two “voice analyzing graphs” to each other, the blue with the red. So I had to make my voice pattern in such a way that the two graph should match each other. This was the one of the lock (blue grid graph). The other lock was to be opened by giving the correct password.
So I looked around my self for any clues. I soon deducted that I might be in a thief’s house and the items in front of me were all stolen goods. I then tried to picture the thief. I made him out by taking bits of information out of books I’ve read on crooks, robbers and the police.
My thief was a man of smaller height than mine because I measured his bed and it was quite small than my own bed. Maybe this person was a midget.
While, I’m just a kid and quite tall for my age, so this thief would be shorter than me. I also remembered that small people have a rather squeaky or quieter voice than an average size person and because he is a thief he would obviously be slim because that would help him to get in and out of tight spots. And so those body proportions would give him a distinctive sound.
I pieced all my conclusions together and figured out how to talk like I thought the thief would sound. So I said some random words and observed the changes on the globe.
My graph was almost matching to that of the blue grid graph. So now I knew how the thief spoke and all I needed was to find out the correct password.
I thought about it for some time, then tried a few words like,
“demonstrable” or
“pigswill” or
“lackluster” but none worked, so I thought for some more.
I was getting rather fed-up now and starting to quite loose interest in the gloves when a sentence or rather than a song struck me.
It went like, “In nee Minnie My nee Mo, which glove should I choose, may it be the red claw of fire or the black claw of stealth?” I said it in the most accurate voice of the thief that I could muster.
After some few seconds the mechanical female voice spoke again, “Password…Claw of Stealth…correct”
“Voice analyzing…correct”.

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I was happy and a smile crept onto my face and it grew even wider when I saw the glass lid opening. I grabbed the black glove and started to examine it instantly.
The glove was actually in the shape of a tiger paw with real tiger claws, which were very sharp and real. There was a hole in the paw in which I inserted my hand and it felt strangely warm and cold, both at the same time. The claws felt as if they were coming out of my hand or more likely my hands transformed into tiger paws.
While examining them I noticed two small buttons, one red and the other black; they were barely visible at first. I pushed the red button and the claws instantly retracted inside the gloves. I was going to press the black button when suddenly the front door opened and I saw a short stature man walk in. He had the exact description of my imaginary thief.
The man at the door was holding some fire logs in his hand while an axe slung back on his shoulder. He looked at me. A bit stunned first and then as it dawned that he was not alone in his hut he yelled at me,
“Hey what yaw doi’n in my hut and what’s that in yaw han…”
His eyes gazed at my right hand in which I was wearing the black glove, his eyes then darted at the open glass dome.
“Hey! How’d yaw…PUT that glove back!!” bellowed the man.
I was so nervous and frightened and when I saw him advancing towards me and with that axe dangling dangerously low in his hands, I accidentally pressed the black button.
Instantly I felt a tingling sensation starting from my feet and climbing to my stomach and still climbing higher. I looked down at myself and screamed, but my mind was in shock and no voice escaped threw my lips.
The thief stopped dead in his tracks.
I glanced back at the man and then back down towards my lower body,
“Aaaah!! I’m getting eaten!” I screamed, this time my voice came threw.
Actually I was getting invisible which I found out a second later when I heard the thief screaming angrily,
“Where’d he go? Where are yaw scrubby kid!”
I looked at my self again and now I could see my self clearly but the thief couldn’t. Then I saw him take a grab for the red-glove, but as I was nearer to it I grabbed it first and as soon as I wore it, it also disappeared and then re-appeared on my hand.

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The thief charged with his axe towards the area where he saw the glove disappearing, hacking away in the air,
“So there yaw are! I’ll get yaw! You bloody rascal!!” roared the axe wielding maniac.
I ran and took a leap for the door instantly. While I ran I spotted the similar one red and one black buttons on the red glove. I thought for a second then pressed the black button first, the claws retracted instantly as I expected them to be. Then I wondered what the red button would do.
The black button on the black glove turned me invisible so the red button on the red glove would…but I had no time to think more because just at that moment I saw the thief charging out of his hut with the axe raised.
“I know yer out tha some where and I’m coming to get yaw, yaw stinking brat!!” he yelled.
Without any other loss of moment I pressed the red button and instantly I felt a queer tingling sensation in my feet again but this time it stayed till my torso and then suddenly I started to run faster than I had ever run before. I soon left the axe thief behind in the dust and came to a halt where my friends were having lunch.
I stopped behind them and pressed the red button on the red glove, I felt the same tingling sensation leave my legs. I then pressed the black button on the black gloves and felt the tingling sensation leave my whole body.
“Hey, everyone, there’s a mad man with an axe after us, he’s going to kill us all if he finds us here”. I shouted from behind them where I had reappeared.

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“Hey! Where’d ya come from?” said Billy.
“Never-mind!! Get your things and lets get the hell out of here!!” said I quite frantically.
“Yo man I ain’t budging I’m happy here” said Jack, my friend Billy’s big brother.
Then somewhere from the forest came a bellowing angry voice “where are yaw little good for nothing savage!! I’m goanna catch yaw and skin yaw alive! Yaw hear Dat I’m goanna skin yaw ALIVE!!”
After that no one argued or questioned, each was frightened out off his or her skins.
We grabbed our things and made a dash for our lives out of the woods to where our car was parked.
Jack got into his car and opened the locks for us. We were going to get in when we suddenly heard a scream from within the forest. We all got frightened, I looked around at all of us and then suddenly yelped
“Cindy, we forgot her, she’s still in there”
“What the hell!! I’m sorry Maxius I thought she was right behind us, I’ll go get her” said Alex, Cindy’s brother.
“No you all sit in the car I’ll get her myself,” said I.
I ran into the forest and pressed the “RED” button. Instantly I started to run faster. I reached the spot where we were having our lunch and there was Cindy lying on the floor with the thief standing above her with his axe raised.

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When I came he looked up and snickered
“So you’re here at last. Give me my gloves back or its off with her head, you understand? Now be a good rascal and give the gloves back”
“So, you call me a rascal? I see; so that means if I’m a rascal then I cant give the gloves back that easily” I jested with him.
“I’ll just have to rascal my way out off this”, I jested some more.
With that I pressed the “Black” button and instantly I became invisible.
I charged at the thief and yanked the axe out off his hand, throwing it deep into the woods. Then I threw a powerful punch or rather a tiger slash, aimed at his head. The slash came out with suck force that it knocked him down on the ground turning him unconscious.
Quickly pressing the “Black & Red” buttons and instantly returning to my normal state, I bent down and lifted Cindy in my arms. She had cried so much that she was now unconscious or rather asleep.
I carried her to Jack’s car that was waiting for us all ready to leave.
“Yo ma man, Maxius what happened to her? Is she dead or what?” asked her brother Alex
“No she’s just asleep. We better be quiet or else she’ll awaken, its better if she rests now so hush” I answered Alex.
All the way home no one spoke as they were concerned about Cindy. They were so unfocused that neither one noticed the uncanny gloves that I had nicked from the thief’s hut, which I was still wearing.
I looked at them again and named them “The Claws of Stealth” as they had helped me save Cindy’s life through stealth.
And from then onwards I always wore them every where I went and used their powers in emergencies, only to help the innocent.
Whenever someone asked me why I was wearing gloves of different colors which looked like paws I would answer
“Yo Dude, its in the Fashion”.

[GhostHeLL]

Upcoming titles are:
(1) The Vamp Night (1)
(2) The Priests Folly (2)

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Much better... thx

[GhostHeLL]

oKAY here is my last story in the Maxius Saga
VAMP-NIGHT

I was walking with my friends in search of a certain some one. We had been at this for days now, passing by a pub or any Inn and asking each and every person in there if he/she had seen that person.
Well it happened that we passed another Pub and I was getting real bored now, but I had to keep up because I had first volunteered so now I couldn’t back out now.
“Hey guys I’m bored, how about some one gives me a dare”.
Well it so happened that the Pub that we came to this time had a party going on in it. One of my friends went in, his name was Illya.
After some time he came back out with a sly smile on his face.
“So Maxius you wanted a dare right, OK then, I got a good dare for you”
He opened the door and pointed to a person sitting right in front of us eating peacefully.
“I dare you to go to that person and slap him on the back and say, “how’d ya doing?”
“Well that’s it? You must be kidding that’s really all?” I asked.
“Yup that’s the real thing. Just go and do what I dared you to do” he replied back.
“OK then I’ll do just what you said”
“this is the most dumb dare I’ve ever heard off” said one of my friends.
“Oh no, this is going to be real fun, you just watch” said Illya.
There was nothing to it, I thought, but I had got a dare and I had to do it.
I checked that my wand was in place, looked at my friends, nodded and headed for the door.
I was in now and was standing behind the victim of the “slap on the back”. I took a deep breath. Raised my hand and slapped the innocent man on the back real hard
“How’d de pard’ner? What’s up how’d ya doin?”
The victim spat out the food he had just eaten, put down his spoon, rose from his seat slowly and turned around inch by inch. My hairs on the back of my neck started to stand erect. He was now standing in front of me, his head was facing down but he now slowly started to raise it. Rising…rising…I gulped…I could now see his pointed eyebrows…I looked down towards his hands and his nails were big and sharp talons…his head was almost up…I was face to face now…he opened his eyes and I gulped some more and started to sweat; his eyes were red slits…I was facing a Vampire…an evil smile crept on his lips and his fangs were visible; I started to shudder under his gaze.
“Hello there little kid… ha hah haw”