A Whateley Academy 2^nd Generation Tale

The Autumn Leaves

By

E. E. Nalley

The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold

Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

Nat King Cole, The Autumn Leaves

October 1, 2016

Remembrance Garden, between Dickinson Cottage and Holbrook Arena, Whateley Academy

A tall redhead came out of the tunnel access door at the back of Kane Hall and began walking north. A few students waved and greeted her as she passed, but while she returned the greeting it was obvious her mind was elsewhere. Half way between Dickinson Cottage and the rising concrete bleachers of Holbrook stadium a box hedge marked off a garden. From an arbor arch covered in English ivy hung a wooden placard into which was carved:

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

Mary Frye

Loaded Dice Make a Hollow Victory

by

Iwasforger03

Chapter 5

Sometimes, you just have to roll the dice...

0458 hours, December 13, 2015

Somewhere south of Jefferson City, Missouri

A wall of fire burned on the deck of the ship.  It reached high into the night sky as Endeavor used it to ward off the hero known as Lionheart.  His PK shell was incredibly powerful, able to lift and carry and throw and punch ten tons or so of force.  Endeavor was reminded again of exactly why it was he had a contract with a being as powerful as Cadrien, and he was in the middle of deciding he needed another one.  Lionheart’s power was simply beyond most of his resources at the moment.  However, the lionman was currently bound by enchanted chains that would eventually break.  It was the closest Endeavor had come to actually harming the hero.  

Those chains, combined with a wall of fire, had let him temporarily remove Lionheart from the playing field as he gathered more essence.  There were spells that could deal with him, but Endeavor knew very few of them.  Why bother, when one could manifest and control fire hot enough to melt steel?  Fire could penetrate most PK shells… or at least the heat would, if they let in sunlight.  Most shells that allowed light allowed heat.  If they didn’t, their wielder would freeze to death.

As a result, he had not learned very many spells to replace his fire, but he did know a few, at least.  They simply required considerable power.  He would be ready for Lionheart soon enough, but first… first he had to take care of the other one.  The fool calling himself Princeps, who wanted Endeavor to believe he was some sort or reincarnated Roman Deity.  Endeavor knew that wasn’t true.  He’d met more than one god of Ancient Rome and still more ancient Greece.  Princeps was a pretender.

A Whateley Academy Adventure

Danny 1 - What's New, Pussycat?

by

ElrodW

Part 1

Monday, August 27, 2007 - Mid-Afternoon
Train to Dunwich

The girl on the train who'd plopped beside Danny Franks was cute enough, but the thing that was most annoying to the boy was that she was absolutely gushing about him as she petted the soft tawny fur on the back of his neck while he purred helplessly, betrayed by his own body into as much as screaming that he enjoyed the attention. In truth, he was of mixed feelings, because being a 'kitty boy' with some feline GSD was bad enough, even without involuntarily going 'furry' when he was embarrassed, but what was worse was that he actually felt good when someone petted him like Melissa Chambers, aka Mischief, was doing.

Melissa was talking a mile-a-minute, gushing nonstop in a dizzying commentary that included some of her summer adventures including having to deal with multiple villains, a villainess who she no doubt idolized from the way she was talking, a father who didn't quite understand his daughter, her expectations for Whateley Academy, to which both kids and the three girls in the row behind them were destined, and how much she adored 'kitty boy'. Despite a summer to adjust, Danny was still not used to the shifting his avatar spirit gave him, and the nickname 'kitty boy' was probably indelibly etched all over his future.