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  <title>Angels &amp; Heroes *26*</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; font-size: 12pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; font-size: 12pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angels and Heroes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a fan fiction based on the members of Savage Garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 12 A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Goudy Old Style&quot;&gt;Description: Everything seems fine and normal for Darren Hayes, in till one night he comes home and finds out the truth... He suddenly packs his bags and heads back off home late at night, but never makes it. &lt;br /&gt;A week later Darren awakens in an unfamiliar place, where he soon discovers not everything is what it seems. Things he was brought up on as a child have soon become a reality when he realises what his life on earth had lead him to become...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Don&apos;t know SG members, this is just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Never before had Daniel&amp;rsquo;s head hurt so much like it did now. He was starting to come round from what felt like a deep heavy sleep, it was strange and unusual feeling. Also hearing distant, or was it close noises of someone moaning in pain didn&amp;rsquo;t help either. God it hurt his head so much, would they please shut up!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh crap&amp;hellip; Why my head friggin does hurt!&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;That voice sounded familiar? It was the person moaning and nearby him. That wasn&amp;rsquo;t the reason why it was familiar though, he knew that voice, but from where?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Kael keep it down, you&amp;rsquo;re not the only one who&amp;rsquo;s got a headache.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Daniel defiantly recognised that voice. It was Bowen, and now he knew the other voice belonged to Kael. If he could just open his eyes to see where he was it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be a problem&amp;hellip;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh fuck!&amp;rdquo; Daniel cried out as his eyes opened which was meeting with bright light. Shutting his eyes instantly his head pounded even more.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Daniel, Jesus was that you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He moaned hearing Kael&amp;rsquo;s voice again. &amp;ldquo;What the hell is that light? It&amp;rsquo;s too bloody bright!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s called sunlight&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Bowen entered the conversation. &amp;ldquo;Try reopening you eyes it should be better now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sod that! It hurt the first time!&amp;rdquo; Kael moaned.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Kael stop being a child and open them!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Not wanting to be called a child as well Daniel gradually reopened his eyes which (thankfully) to Bowen&amp;rsquo;s credit, was much better. Blinking his eye lids a few more times his eyes adjusted to his surroundings to discover he was in a room with a large balcony to his side letting in the morning sunshine. He found himself lying upon a single bed still fully clothed and still with a pounding head ache. Sitting up gradually he reached his head and moaned with the pain rushing through it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the hell happened?&amp;rdquo; Daniel moaned to himself as the pain started to ease. He looked up and saw Bowen standing by the balcony while he heard Kael moan opposite him on a similar bed, his eyes still firmly shut. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Kael you ninny open you&amp;rsquo;re eyes, seriously it&amp;rsquo;s ok.&amp;rdquo; Daniel called over to him. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sure you want Bowen to have a go at you again.&amp;rdquo; He joked turning to face Bowen then his good humoured changed seeing the look on his friend&amp;rsquo;s face. Something was wrong.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;As he heard Kael moan even more as he finally opened up his eyes Daniel gradually walked over to Bowen by the balcony entrance where he laid upon the framing of it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Bowen, you alright?&amp;rdquo; Daniel asked quietly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Try walking out onto the balcony.&amp;rdquo; Bowen said calmly. Daniel didn&amp;rsquo;t, instead he took a step back and went to move his hand through the archway till something knock his hand back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the hell&amp;hellip; Is that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;A force field? Yes, it is.&amp;rdquo; Bowen answered him. &amp;ldquo;I believe we are in one of our kingdom&amp;rsquo;s holding cells.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; Coming from Kael who now was with the living again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Daniel blanked Kael and faced Bowen. &amp;ldquo;What the hell is going on?&amp;rdquo; Daniel asked him hoping that he may know but as he saw the expression on his face he&amp;rsquo;d no idea as well. Just then on the opposite side of the room from them the solid oak wood door unlocked and opened slightly. All three of them turned to see Kesler sleek in closing the door behind him, then hearing it lock once more. Kesler just stood there by the door not knowing what to do or say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Bro?&amp;rdquo; Kael turned to face his younger brother, not once had he ever seen his brother act like this before, it shocked him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Kesler, its ok&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Daniel spoke as Bowen observed him. &amp;ldquo;Tell me what&amp;rsquo;s wrong?&amp;rdquo; He said walking towards the young lad. As he stood before him Kesler broke down as he wrapped his arms around him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, I&amp;rsquo;m so so sorry!&amp;rdquo; He mumbled into Daniel&amp;rsquo;s chest as Bowen and Kael rushed over while Daniel held him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why are you apologising for?&amp;rdquo; Kael asked not really knowing what to do seeing his brother like this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;Gwrtheyrn; he&amp;rsquo;s put you on house arrest. Regarding what you did&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; Kael went to say something else till one look from Bowen reminded him not to do so.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Daniel stepped back giving Kesler some space but still kept him close. When he became their temporary watcher he always knew how to care over Kesler when he was upset. He&amp;rsquo;d always know how to calm him down again. &amp;ldquo;Kesler, tell me please, what do you know.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I haven&amp;rsquo;t got much long, but he&amp;rsquo;s the short of it&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He sniffed and wiped his eyes. &amp;ldquo;Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;Gwrtheyrn found out that you three along with Alexis went off to the other place and well, he was kind of pissed off by it. Especially what happened to her and Darren&amp;hellip;?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Oh god, Daniel thought as well as Bowen, he hadn&amp;rsquo;t even thought about Alexis and Darren. What was happening? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are they ok?&amp;rdquo; Bowen asked concerned, no doubt slightly more over Alexis than Darren Daniel thought, he knew far to well his feelings for her. &amp;ldquo;They did return with us?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, they&amp;rsquo;re ok&amp;hellip; But when you guys came back you were attacked by Pixies&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So that&amp;rsquo;s the reason for the major headaches.&amp;rdquo; Kael said knowing too well what Pixie darts can do to people. The evil little creatures he thought to himself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Daniel was more concerned about the others. &amp;ldquo;So what happened, why aren&amp;rsquo;t they here?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Alexis lost a lot of strength and with the little&amp;hellip; You know what&amp;rsquo;s, she needed time to heal. Her mum&amp;rsquo;s with her now by her side. Darren meanwhile is still recovering from the dart poison, considering he&amp;rsquo;s not fully transformed yet.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Poor bastard.&amp;rdquo; Kael murmured to himself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;There alright thought, not harmed or like us under arrest?&amp;rdquo; Bowen added.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, thankfully.&amp;rdquo; Kesler said before the door unlocked and opened. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;An elf who all knew as a guard to the palace stood in the doorway. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, Kesler you have to leave them now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Kesler nodded to the guard and turned back to the others. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry guys; I wish I could do something.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ve done enough mate.&amp;rdquo; Daniel smiled giving him a hug. &amp;ldquo;Take care of yourself.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Daniel let go of him as he turned to Bowen and his brother. Bowen smiled and nodded at him while Kael walked up to his brother and hugged him tightly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;ll be alright bro, we&amp;rsquo;ll be fine.&amp;rdquo; He whispered then moved back from him. Kesler nodded and went to leave till he remembered something else.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Guys, you&amp;rsquo;ve got till noon today. That&amp;rsquo;s when your first hearing will be, and you&amp;rsquo;ll be tried together by all the council members. It&amp;rsquo;ll be a private hearing&amp;rdquo; He didn&amp;rsquo;t wait to get a response when he walked out of the room, and once again they were on their own locked away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, now what do we do?&amp;rdquo; Kael asked to no one in particular.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Bowen kept silent while Daniel answered. &amp;ldquo;We wait&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He paused for a moment like something had just popped into his head, like a lost memory coming back to life. &amp;ldquo;Darren?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Bowen&amp;rsquo;s ears picked up as well as Kael. &amp;ldquo;What is it?&amp;rdquo; Bowen asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s Darren; somehow I think we&amp;rsquo;ll be ok.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;And how does Darren play into this?&amp;rdquo; They both asked in unison&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Daniel looked at both them straight into their eyes with all honesty. &amp;ldquo;I haven&amp;rsquo;t got a clue.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <title>Angels &amp; Heroes *25*</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; font-size: 12pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; font-size: 12pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angels and Heroes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a fan fiction based on the members of Savage Garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 12 A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Goudy Old Style&quot;&gt;Description: Everything seems fine and normal for Darren Hayes, in till one night he comes home and finds out the truth... He suddenly packs his bags and heads back off home late at night, but never makes it. &lt;br /&gt;A week later Darren awakens in an unfamiliar place, where he soon discovers not everything is what it seems. Things he was brought up on as a child have soon become a reality when he realises what his life on earth had lead him to become...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Don&apos;t know SG members, this is just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Chapter twenty five&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;A second after Deimos gave his orders the whole area suddenly filled with bright white lights blinding everyone in the area above the cave. Darren and Daniel quickly shielded their eyes to try and focus on what was happening while the Argo&amp;rsquo;s crawled away quickly into the darkness. However the Minotaur&amp;rsquo;s became more aggressive and hostile with the light and went charging straight towards the both of them. Daniel quickly went to protect Darren till both of them we&amp;rsquo;re shoved out of harms way by Kael. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Kael what are&amp;hellip;?&amp;rdquo; Daniel started to shout till he cut him off.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Shut up and stay down!&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Not wanting to argue Darren grabbed and pulled Daniel down as all of a sudden another Minotaur appeared and started fighting with the other ones in the cave. Suddenly all the Minotaurs started to fight with each other, throwing large boulders at one another where they ended up being tossed into the crowd of guards. The guards all started to run like headless chickens, trying to escape the havoc the Minotaurs were creating below. Then the real chaos began.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Busting through one of the two doors leading into the audience Bowen appeared armed with his bow and arrows and started shoving and fighting amongst and against the solders. They were no match to him in their state as one by one Bowen defeats each one that got in his way as he moved towards Deimos. Deimos however stayed where he sat as he became face to face with Alexis who stood before him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Nice trick with the flash of light.&amp;rdquo; He groaned sarcastically at her as he slouched in his chair.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Alexis drew out her sword placing the tip under his chin. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re going to do exactly what I tell you to do.&amp;rdquo; She spoke strong not loosing her place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ooh, I do love when you order me about.&amp;rdquo; He smirked looking her up and down. &amp;ldquo;How I&amp;rsquo;d love to spend a night with you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;With that comment Alexis pressed the tip of her sword into his neck making him squirm. &amp;ldquo;Only in your dreams Deimos.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Deimos decided not to answer her back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Below still in the cave as the Minotaurs kept fighting with each other Kael nodded to Daniel and Darren to follow his lead. Keeping out of their way They quickly moved towards the cave&amp;rsquo;s entrance only to find the door locked. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Damn it.&amp;rdquo; Kael moaned and kicked the door. Instantly regretting it as one of the Minotaurs took notice and came charging towards them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Kael fly Darren out of here now!&amp;rdquo; Daniel shouted as he drew out his sword to defend them all while Kael went to grab hold of Darren only to be grabbed himself by a stray Argo. Darren quickly turning to help him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Noticing his friends in need Bowen started shooting arrows at the charging Minotaur as the last of the guards ran for cover. As he fired his noticed change instantly towards a hidden side door flying open with fully armoured solders, lead by Guthrie, heading straight towards him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;My word&amp;hellip; Your three friends in the cave are cornered and now Bowen has his hands full with my footmen. Looks like you won&amp;rsquo;t be giving me any orders my love.&amp;rdquo; Deimos stated as Alexis turned to see what was happening to her friends. As she turned back Deimos had vanished like the coward he was down a secret side entrance. Alexis didn&amp;rsquo;t hesitate to do the right thing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Turning round quickly she jumped down into the cave dodging the remaining Minotaurs still fighting and rushed towards Daniel&amp;rsquo;s side, her crystal in hand ready to use the last of its power. Before long another flash of light filled the arena blinding the foot solders and the creatures.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Bowen!&amp;rdquo; Alexis called to him through the light making him too jump down into the cave and both rushing to the other three. Daniel grabbed hold of Darren while Alexis assisted Kael as Bowen kicked down the door with ease allowing the others to rush through it. The light soon vanished behind them as they heard Guthrie order the solders after them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;They had to escape quickly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Running through the halls of the dungeons Alexis suddenly stopped as she fell into the wall out of breathe. Bowen instantly stopped by her side taking hold of her gently but firmly. Daniel, Darren and Kael also stopped.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We have to keep moving.&amp;rdquo; Alexis said with the sound of guards coming nearer all around them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re power&amp;rsquo;s fading.&amp;rdquo; Bowen said glancing down at the crystal. &amp;ldquo;How much is left?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Not enough to get us out of here.&amp;rdquo; She spoke quietly trying to keep her focus. She&amp;rsquo;d used the crystal too much and now in this world her own powers were being drained quickly. Something nearby must be behind it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So what do we do?&amp;rdquo; Kael asked panicking with the growing sounds of guards.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Easy, we find a way out of here.&amp;rdquo; Daniel said to him then noticed Darren starring down a hall near them. &amp;ldquo;Darren?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can you feel it?&amp;rdquo; Darren said quietly still starring down the hallway. Daniel moved to his side and instantly felt a power source. He didn&amp;rsquo;t need to say what it was to the others, they&amp;rsquo;d all felt it by now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We go there, quickly move!&amp;rdquo; Alexis said as one by one they swiftly moved down the hall towards the growing source. Soon they where greeted by a door, which after a quick check by Bowen for life, they entered shutting and locking the door behind them. Assisting Alexis through the room they soon discovered where they were.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Bloody hell&amp;hellip; It&amp;rsquo;s a witch&amp;rsquo;s lab?&amp;rdquo; Kael was stunned starring around the room where bottles of potions stood on tables along with other familiar Wiccan tools. &amp;ldquo;What the hell is this doing here?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;This isn&amp;rsquo;t just any Wiccan workshop&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Bowen started to say as he helped Alexis rest upon a stool. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What do you mean?&amp;rdquo; Darren asked staying by Daniel as he finished Bowen&amp;rsquo;s sentence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;This is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Ereshkigal&amp;rsquo;s workplace.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Correct.&amp;rdquo; Coming from a woman standing behind them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;All of them spun round and saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Ereshkigal standing before them. The old woman who serves under Lord Achan whose powers everyone knew of and most feared in their own world. She knew all and saw all is what she is known for.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ereshkigal&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Alexis started as she stood but was blocked by Bowen. She noticed that he as well as Daniel and Kael had their hands already placed on their weapons. She turned to address them first before carrying on. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m fine, and let go of your weapons.&amp;rdquo; She paused to look at Ereshkigal. &amp;ldquo;If she was going to attack us or notify the guards, she already would have.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I always knew you were smart as well as beautiful Alexandra.&amp;rdquo; She moved closer just a few inches in front of them. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re correct; I do not wish to harm you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why?&amp;rdquo; Kael blurted out then regretted it as he got Ereshkigal&amp;rsquo;s full attention.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;She smiled knowing to well she unnerved him and addressed him. &amp;ldquo;Because, Kael Harrison, one of two twin brothers who died in a house fire started by their father&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Kael turned his face away quickly from her while she turned to address the others. &amp;ldquo;There&amp;rsquo;s something I would like to know.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Like what?&amp;rdquo; Alexis spoke annoyed at how she just spoke at Kael. This was something she always did, no matter how hard you tried; she always dug up the past which you&amp;rsquo;d rather forget. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Firstly, I&amp;rsquo;d like to know why you&amp;rsquo;re in my work room, as you called it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I think you know why.&amp;rdquo; Bowen added.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ah, Bowen, son of Cyrus. Of course I know of Alexandra&amp;rsquo;s powers failing and you&amp;rsquo;re attempt of trying to escape, but I can assure you there is nothing in here that can help restore the crystal to send you back through a portal&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She trailed off putting all her attention on Alexis. &amp;ldquo;However, I can help you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Let me guess, you want something.&amp;rdquo; Daniel groaned at her, not afraid at what she might say about him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;She nodded. &amp;ldquo;Exactly&amp;hellip; Just some information on you new friend; Darren Hayes.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Darren shuddered next to Daniel as she moved to stand before him. &amp;ldquo;You see, Darren, I can see anything and everything, except you.&amp;rdquo; She pointed with one of her long fingernails, all yellow, thick and sharp. &amp;ldquo;What are you? Why are you so special?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know what you&amp;rsquo;re on about!&amp;rdquo; Darren snapped back but wary of her. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;She smiled before continuing. &amp;ldquo;I know you don&amp;rsquo;t; in fact even your friends here don&amp;rsquo;t really know what you are&amp;hellip; Except maybe you, Daniel.&amp;rdquo; She turned to face Daniel whose face turned into confusion. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Daniel didn&amp;rsquo;t say a word, even when Darren starred at him he didn&amp;rsquo;t budge. Ereshkigal left them and turned back to Alexis once more. &amp;ldquo;I will help you escape, if you answer me one question.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Alexis nodded, ignoring Bowen shaking his head for her not to.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Was it your father&amp;rsquo;s decision to bring Darren to our worlds?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;There was a slight pause till Alexis gave her answer. &amp;ldquo;Why do you ask when you already know.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Ereshkigal smiled. &amp;ldquo;Confirmation from a reliable source.&amp;rdquo; After that Ereshkigal pulled out what seemed to be a ball of black crystal and tossed it behind them creating a portal in the wall. &amp;ldquo;I suggest you leave now, I can see Guthrie gaining closer with a group of guards heading this way.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;How do we know you&amp;rsquo;ll keep your word?&amp;rdquo; Kael asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Because that&amp;rsquo;s one thing you can rely on with her, she always does.&amp;rdquo; Alexis answered.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Very good your highness. This portal will return you to your horses, and then another one will open and take you a few miles outside your kingdom walls.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Bowen first entered the portal followed by Kael and Alexis leaving Daniel and Darren last. As Daniel let Darren go first he quickly turned back and gazed into Ereshkigal&amp;rsquo;s eyes, his mind filled with her voice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;See you again, Darren Hayes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; color: #040404; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 15:54:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New fiction coming...</title>
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  <description>Afternoon all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought i&apos;d let you&apos;s know (if you haven&apos;t already noticed the first chapter) that i have started to update my LJ with my new fiction titled &amp;quot;Histories Beggining&amp;quot;. It&apos;s the sequal to my last Vampire fiction &amp;quot;Lust for blood and flesh&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve already written the first 10 chapters to this, so this week i&apos;ve put up the first chapter, and will follow with the second in a mo. Then (hopefully) i&apos;ll be updating with a new chapter each week. Hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also as you might have gathered the next chapter of Angels and Heroes has not been done yet. Just haven&apos;t had the time to do so, until now. Currently i am cat/house sitting for my lovely adopted family and as my temp workplace is round the corner, i&apos;ve got a couple of extra hours not traveling. So i&apos;ve been using those hours writing :-) Fingers X i&apos;ll have the next chapter up before the end of the week. I&apos;ll be glad when my 30 hours placement is over, cause then i can do more writting. I have so missed doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways hope you&apos;re all well. And like my last vampire fiction, this one will be NC17 / Slash&amp;nbsp;based, so it will be friends only. If you&apos;re interested in reading any of my nc17 stuff, feel free to ask to add me as a friend and i&apos;m sure i&apos;ll add you back. Check my user info for LJ users i add (minus one exception cause she&apos;s family!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Geo Toni x</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 15:37:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Angels &amp; Heroes 24</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angels and Heroes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a fan fiction based on the members of Savage Garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 12 A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Goudy Old Style&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Description: Everything seems fine and normal for Darren Hayes, in till one night he comes home and finds out the truth... He suddenly packs his bags and heads back off home late at night, but never makes it. &lt;br /&gt;A week later Darren awakens in an unfamiliar place, where he soon discovers not everything is what it seems. Things he was brought up on as a child have soon become a reality when he realises what his life on earth had lead him to become...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Don&apos;t know SG members, this is just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Chapter twenty four&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Within seconds of laying eyes upon Daniel, Daniel had moved swiftly, leaping towards and knocking Ashley flying off of him. As his vision cleared Darren saw Daniel stand before him, his back facing him with a sword in hand pointed towards Ashley. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;This is your one and only warning&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Daniel called over to Ashley as he stood his ground protecting Darren. &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t make me kill you!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Wiping the blood away from his mouth Ashley glared maliciously towards him. &amp;ldquo;Really? Would you really kill me Daniel, after all we&amp;rsquo;ve been through?&amp;rdquo; He moved his gaze over towards Darren. &amp;ldquo;All for him?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Daniel didn&amp;rsquo;t hesitate. &amp;ldquo;Yes!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Ashley re met his gaze. &amp;ldquo;So be it!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;It was only then when Daniel and Darren saw the true transformation of Ashley as he turned more animal like, more aggressive and wild as he charged towards them with his claws and teeth bared. The attack happened so quickly it ended so the same. Within a blink of an eye, the sword was no longer pointed at Ashley but now stabbed with his chest. Ashley&amp;rsquo;s body fell limp as he fell backwards removing himself from the blade and falling into the shadows, his gaze never leaving Daniel&amp;rsquo;s until the darkness consumed him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Daniel?&amp;rdquo; Darren called out to him as it seemed to be still in a trace from where Ashley vanished from site. Daniel suddenly turned to face him and moved towards Darren helping him up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You alright?&amp;rdquo; Daniel asked gently but instead of answering him Darren suddenly threw his arms around him, placing a kiss upon check as he fell into Daniel&amp;rsquo;s embrace. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You came.&amp;rdquo; Darren mumbled but Daniel heard crystal clear. His emotions were even clearer as he felt Darren break down in his arms. It had been a long time since anyone was this emotional with and towards him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Placing his sword away Daniel held him gently. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s alright Darren, you&amp;rsquo;re safe.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Coming out from the darkness the sound of slow clapping was heard breaking both of their concentration. Above their heads the darkness soon started to fade revelling a crowd of faces all barring down upon the two of them, one of which stood tall as his hands slowly collided with one another as his eyes starred deep into theirs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Deimos&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Daniel spoke out clear enough for all to hear as Deimos stopped applauding, placing his hands upon the edge of the balcony where he stood upon in the auditorium.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;He smiled still not leaving eye contact with Daniel. &amp;ldquo;Well, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t expecting this to happen. You ruined my fun Daniel; I was looking forward to what dear old Ashley would make of the human.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Darren had slowly loosened his grip around Daniel but still held onto him by holding onto his arm. He was still dazed from his attack and wasn&amp;rsquo;t sure on what exactly was happening; however his gut was telling him it wasn&amp;rsquo;t good. Daniel had become very defensive and his body became tense, somehow he believed Daniel&amp;rsquo;s words of being safe were now out of the window.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why are you doing this?&amp;rdquo; Daniel demanded the answer which he received snarls of laughter from the crowd.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh how I&amp;rsquo;d love to tell you everything but you&amp;rsquo;re boring me now. I&amp;rsquo;m going to look forward to watching you die!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;With a motion of his hand Daniel and Darren&amp;rsquo;s gazed moved from Deimos towards the darkness before them. Two tall Minotaur&amp;rsquo;s started to appear from out of the shadows holding chains and large heavy wooden clubs moving closer towards the both of them. Daniel went to shove Darren back towards the entrance but stopped when they were met with pairs of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Sodalite eyes and glistening sets of sharp fangs moving up from behind them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Deimos you coward! Letting these creatures to do your dirty work, get down here and fight!&amp;rdquo; Daniel ordered while trying to protect Darren of the oncoming danger. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Deimos laughed, followed by his small crowd of solders. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re right Daniel; it&amp;rsquo;s such a shame a great noble solider like yourself to go out like this, but having a ring side seat to your death I can not pass this by&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He paused for a moment. &amp;ldquo;Minotaur&amp;rsquo;s! Argo&amp;rsquo;s! Rip the human to shreds first, make sure Daniel see&amp;rsquo;s everything before you finish him off&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Drawing out his sword ready Daniel held Darren close behind him at his side watching both the Argo&amp;rsquo;s and Minotaur&amp;rsquo;s getting closer and closer. Darren meanwhile sensed something new; something else was coming closer towards them and seemed to be all around them. Before he could figure it out Deimos gave his order.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do it now!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to update again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... Linda, Happy *Very belated* Birthday! Hope you had a lovely time! ~X~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <title>Angels &amp; Heroes *23*</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angels and Heros&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a fan fiction based on the members of Savage Garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 12 A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Goudy Old Style&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Description: Everything seems fine and normal for Darren Hayes, in till one night he comes home and finds out the truth... He suddenly packs his bags and heads back off home late at night, but never makes it. &lt;br /&gt;A week later Darren awakens in an unfamiliar place, where he soon discovers not everything is what it seems. Things he was brought up on as a child have soon become a reality when he realises what his life on earth had lead him to become...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Dont know SG members, this is just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Chapter 23... Sorry for the wait, enjoy!&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;The time being alone in this large, dark and haunting dungeon sent shivers running throughout Darren&amp;rsquo;s body as fear of what laid in wait for him beyond that door sank in. What the hell was behind there? That person before him, before he met the Angel, was petrified. How long had he had to wait, locked away in this hell hole before he finally met his fate. Would Darren&amp;rsquo;s fate be the same as the man who was here before, as well as the Angels&amp;rsquo;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Remember to keep on your guard and whatever you do, don&amp;rsquo;t fight back!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;What had the Angel meant by that Darren thought as his words echoed inside his mind? Keeping on his guard, yeah he understood that, but not to fight back? Surly whatever was waiting for him won&amp;rsquo;t be exactly friendly towards him; Darren has every right to defend himself. Why those words?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;For fuck&amp;rsquo;s sake!&amp;rdquo; Darren screamed out in frustration and shear fear. &amp;ldquo;What the hell have I done to deserve this shit?&amp;rdquo; He demanded to no one in particular, he was all alone, cold and frightened. Anywhere would be better than this place, even back with Mark would be better. Least with him his life wasn&amp;rsquo;t in danger, sure he cheated on him with his best friend but at least he hadn&amp;rsquo;t kidnapped him or tried to kill him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;His attention suddenly drew towards the door; it was being unlocked and opened. It was finally his time to seal his fate. As he sat to the side of it he watched the Minotaur walk in through the light towards him. Before it got close enough Darren starred wickedly into its eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t even think about grabbing me!&amp;rdquo; Darren snarled at it, stopping it in its tracks. The creature starred at him snarling but did not move an inch closer. Not loosing his gaze Darren stood before it starring hard into it and then moved his gaze towards the opened door. After giving the Minotaur one last look Darren took his first step towards his fate. Guessing that these would be his last moments alive, Darren would not give away the satisfaction of showing any fear on the outside even though inside he was utterly terrified.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Another door met him and like before he was shown through it and was locked behind him, however this time Darren was not within a dark and agonizing place but within a cave. Sand covered most of the ground while the ceiling was the only thing that was pitched black. Fire pits and lanterns lit the cave well enough, although there were still dark shadows lingering the place. His gut was telling him to stay clear of them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Darren?&amp;rdquo; A low and familiar voice called out towards him from one of the shadows in the distance. Darren stopped in his tracks as a figure slowly appeared out of it revealing himself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Darren gasped when he recognised the young man before him. &amp;ldquo;Mark?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh Darren, I&amp;rsquo;ve been so worried&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He started to walk hastily towards Darren making him step back as he moved closer. &amp;ldquo;Darren, what&amp;rsquo;s wrong? Why are you acting like that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;This was wrong Darren thought scarred and confused seeing his old lover standing in this place. How did he get here? What was he doing here?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh God, Darren!&amp;rdquo; Mark cried as he fell upon his knees in the dirt as he covered his face with his hands. &amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s going on here?&amp;rdquo; He mumbled sounding as if he were distraught.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Without even thinking Darren rushed towards him, crouching down before him trying to comfort Mark the best he could in this situation as he wept. He had never seen Mark like this before, ever. Never had he seen Mark be weak or cry or show any real tender emotions during their time together, it was upsetting and unnerving at the same time. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;As he seemed to get worse Darren pulled his arms around the man gently rocking him to calm down. &amp;ldquo;Shush Mark, it&amp;rsquo;s ok&amp;rdquo; he spoke softly as a mother would to their young child. &amp;ldquo;Try and relax, everything will be ok. I won&amp;rsquo;t let anything harm you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Gradually Mark moved his head from were it resting in Darren&amp;rsquo;s neck to his ear and whispered smoothly without any hint of pity or fear &amp;ldquo;Shame I can&amp;rsquo;t say the same for you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;A sharp pain drove instantly through Darren&amp;rsquo;s stomach, jaw and face as he fell swiftly upon his back. Blood quickly dripped from his nose as Darren starred straight over at Mark. Mark sniggered as he starred up towards Darren upon the ground and ginned wickedly. It was no longer his ex lover Darren was being mocked by, but Ashley.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh my God!&amp;rdquo; Darren starred worriedly at Ashley as he stood, slowly making his way towards him. He had changed even more since seeing him chained in the cell; his eyes were much darker but glistened in the light as his hair was still stained with blood. All of his fingernails were solid and grey like steel as his teeth which were sharper than ever, while all of the cuts over his body had heeled but not without leaving deep scars similar to the first captives Darren laid eyes on. It sent shivers down his spine seeing Ashley act as if he was normal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Like my new look, Darren?&amp;rdquo; Ashley grinned stopping a few inches away from him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s happened to you? Why are you doing this?&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Ashley starred at him &amp;ldquo;shouldn&amp;rsquo;t you be, oh I duno?&amp;rdquo; He continued arranging his next move. &amp;ldquo;Begging for your life? Because I&amp;rsquo;m going to kill you, and I&amp;rsquo;m going to take in much pleasure ending it slowly.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Is that what you did with the others?&amp;rdquo; Ashley bellowed with laugher as Darren slowly crawled away from him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ha&amp;hellip; They don&amp;rsquo;t deserve time. You are special Darren, so very special. Now get up!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Darren didn&amp;rsquo;t answer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I said get up!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No!&amp;rdquo; Ashley starred confused at his words. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not going to fight you!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, that&amp;rsquo;s not very sporting is it?&amp;rdquo; He paused in thought. &amp;ldquo;Oh, now I see&amp;hellip; You and the other Angel had words; well would you like to see what his precious words did for him!&amp;rdquo; He spoke as he walked off into one of the shadows engulfing him completely. &amp;ldquo;This happened!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;What Darren witnessed within those few seconds horrified him to an almost breakdown, he was up on his feet in seconds seeing the head of the man before him removed from his body. Before he could think logically or to relax Ashley was behind him attacking him. His shirt was sliced from his body from Ashley&amp;rsquo;s razor sharp claws, his face became saw from the fist which collided with his face once more and then suddenly smashing into the ground when Ashley upper-cupped him letting him fall.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Stop this!&amp;rdquo; Darren pleaded, his vision blurred from the punches to his face and the grit in his eyes as he lay helplessly on his stomach, all the time hearing faint cheers in the background. Or was that just in his mind?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Flipping him upon his back and then straddling him Ashley leaned over Darren pinning him down while stroking his hair. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m going to kill you now Darren&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He spoke as tears started to form from Darren&amp;rsquo;s eyes. &amp;ldquo;Any last words?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;When all hope was lost for Darren as he was finally coming to terms with what was to happen next something calming entered his mind. A small glimmer of light suddenly came into focus from the corner of his eye when Darren called out to it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Daniel.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <title>Angels &amp; Heroes *22*</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angels and Heros&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a fan fiction based on the members of Savage Garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 12 A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Goudy Old Style&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Description: Everything seems fine and normal for Darren Hayes, in till one night he comes home and finds out the truth... He suddenly packs his bags and heads back off home late at night, but never makes it. &lt;br /&gt;A week later Darren awakens in an unfamiliar place, where he soon discovers not everything is what it seems. Things he was brought up on as a child have soon become a reality when he realises what his life on earth had lead him to become...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Dont know SG members, this is just for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Chapter 22&quot;&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;The solid iron gates quickly came away from the stone walls inside the slums of the kingdom and were gently placed upon the ground keeping the area still quiet. Bowen was the first to enter from the drain assisting Alexis down afterwards.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thanks.&amp;rdquo; She said and quickly moved keeping an eye out as Bowen helped Kael and Daniel. They had entered into a quiet and none occupied part of the dungeon, it seemed odd to Alexis, there was no evidence of any guards about. Something must be happening elsewhere.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;That was the most horrid thing I&amp;rsquo;ve ever had to do!&amp;rdquo; Kael moaned as he jumped out after Daniel. &amp;ldquo;How can they do that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Because they don&amp;rsquo;t care about the dead, let alone the living.&amp;rdquo; Daniel answered helping Bowen with fixing the gate back onto the sewage system. &amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s what happens in this world&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Daniel, it won&amp;rsquo;t happen to Darren. We&amp;rsquo;ll make sure of that.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know, but I can feel his fear, he&amp;rsquo;s so scared.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can you get through to him?&amp;rdquo; Bowen asked, concerned.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No&amp;hellip; something is still blocking me out.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;But you can still sense him? Where he might be?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, he&amp;rsquo;s close.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Then let&amp;rsquo;s move.&amp;rdquo; Alexis turned back towards them were she stood further down the hall. The others joined her as they moved swiftly but quietly as they reached a corner. They were greeted by a door; however they knew what lay behind it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Minotaur&amp;rsquo;s! God I hate them!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Daniel turned to Kael &amp;ldquo;you&amp;rsquo;ve never even seen one before?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well I&amp;rsquo;ve heard and read enough about them to dislike them.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;How many are there Bowen?&amp;rdquo; Alexis asked quietly as Bowen concentrated hard upon the door. Bowen, like many of his kind could sense other creatures with his mind. Unlike Angels who could only sense their own.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Four.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Great, how do we get past them?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We need to split up.&amp;rdquo; Alexis turned to the others. &amp;ldquo;I will distract them, while you three head to the cells. That&amp;rsquo;s where Darren should be.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No.&amp;rdquo; Bowen interrupted. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re not strong enough here, you can not face them alone. I&amp;rsquo;ll stay with you, and you two go and find Darren.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Instead of arguing with him, Alexis smiled thanking him as she turned to the others. &amp;ldquo;Daniel, Kael you two ok with this?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can I phone a friend?&amp;rdquo; Kael asked already knowing the answer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Good luck.&amp;rdquo; Daniel spoke as he pulled back Kael out of sight of the door.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You too. Make sure once you have Darren you head back to where we came from. We will meet you there.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Soon as her back was turned both she and Bowen rushed to the door charging through it as soon as it was opened. Both Daniel and Kael heard some commotion which slowly grew into the distance. This was their moment to get through.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Rushing through the door way they past two of the Minotaur&amp;rsquo;s, unconscious on the floor as they heard the other two chase after Alexis and Bowen. Moving swiftly Daniel headed, followed closely by Kael, towards the cells. They didn&amp;rsquo;t need a map to know were it was, the cries of some of the prisoners was enough evidence to direct them, also Daniel was picking up Darren&amp;rsquo;s emotions. The feelings were getting stronger; they were getting closer and soon were met by a cell which drew Daniel&amp;rsquo;s attention instantly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Danny?&amp;rdquo; Kael spoke quietly as Daniel moved towards the cell&amp;rsquo;s door, placing his palm face down upon it. It squeaked slowly as he gently pushed it open displaying an empty cell. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Darren was here.&amp;rdquo; He spoke as he entered the room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Kael looked stunned as he followed cautiously inside seeing the sate of the place. He watched Daniel move to the far end of the narrow cell were chains dangled from the walls as he treed into something upon the floor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the hell?&amp;rdquo; He spoke disgusted as he gazed upon the thick black liquid his trainer stood in. As he lent into inspect it Daniel quickly moved next to him, stopping him in his tracks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t touch it!&amp;rdquo; Daniel said rapidly. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s poison.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Darren wasn&amp;rsquo;t alone in here, Ashley was in here. That&amp;rsquo;s his blood.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Feeling disgusted and confused at Daniel&amp;rsquo;s words Kael shook his head trying to figure it all out. &amp;ldquo;Daniel, what are you saying? How do you know Ashley was here, you said when we entered this world you couldn&amp;rsquo;t even sense him, even Bowen couldn&amp;rsquo;t! How do you know that&amp;rsquo;s even his blood, cause last time I knew Angel blood wasn&amp;rsquo;t black or poisonous!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s because Ashley isn&amp;rsquo;t an Angel any more&amp;hellip; Oh god!&amp;rdquo; Daniel gripped his head suddenly as a sharp shooting pain went through his mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Danny?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s Darren!&amp;rdquo; He turned to his friend. &amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s in danger, I know where he is!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Let&amp;rsquo;s go then!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Before they could even move the light coming from the corridor vanished enveloping them in darkness, their eyes met with another&amp;rsquo;s as it entered the cell charging at them. Daniel shoved Kael out of the way instantly as the Minotaur flung its large muscular arm out at him knocking him to the back of the cell, his back colliding with the solid brick wall. Quickly catching his breath Daniel prepared himself instantly for the next attack from the beast. Instead its attention moved onto Kael as from behind Kael had picked up an unlit touch from the wall forcing it hard across the Minotaur&amp;rsquo;s back. It snapped in half barley causing any pain or damage, it just annoyed it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the hell are you doing, get out of here!&amp;rdquo; Daniel screamed at Kael as the Minotaur stormed towards him as Kael backed away quickly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m saving your neck!&amp;rdquo; Kael screamed dodging a swing from the 10ft beast. &amp;ldquo;Go find Darren, I&amp;rsquo;ll be fine!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;In any other situation Daniel would&amp;rsquo;ve argued and most certainly knocked sense into his head, but he had no other choice. Daniel could sense Darren&amp;rsquo;s fear growing by the second, and Kael wasn&amp;rsquo;t a child anymore, he was a skilled warrior. He knew what to do even though he was a foolish twit at times; he knew what to do when it matters. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Watching Kael throw the rest of the touch he had at the Minotaur&amp;rsquo;s head, after calling it an ugly prick, Kael ran for his life closely followed by the creature leaving Daniel to do what they came here to do: To save Darren.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <title>Started writing again! :-)</title>
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  <description>Hello everyone hope your all well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to update those who read Angels and Heroes, that i have started to write more of the fiction. So far i&apos;ve done one and a half new chapters, so once my second one is written up i&apos;ll post it up. Fingers X it&apos;ll be done before the end of next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also i have been trying to right a follow up to Lust for Blood and Flesh. When i started it, it sounded good, now that i looked back at it, i hate it lol. I think i&apos;m going to lay off the vampire fic and concentrate on getting A&amp;amp;H finished. Then i will do whatever my muses tell me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However i would like to do a few drabbles or/and one off ficlets, so if anyone would like to give me a challenge, i would welcome it and do my best to achieve it, just no deadlines please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone, blessed be. Geo x~X~x</description>
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  <title>Bloody Internet! *Blog*</title>
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  <description>Sorry but i so need to rant, Bloody internet!&lt;br /&gt;1st was having problems with Firefox, since updating it last couple of weeks ago, wouldn&apos;t let me sign in anywhere! So i moved back to IE6 and then that went into meltdown cause of those evil people and that virus thing. Scary, haven&apos;t used my comp since then until today where i have been trying to update IE6 with the new safety updates microsoft have mentioned as well as wondering wtf was wrong with firefox!&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s taken me all afternoon sorting both! *inserts anoyed look here* but i am thankful that is over!&lt;br /&gt;I stress, alot when it comes to computers, especially that my mum&apos;s PC has now died completely. So she&apos;ll be using my laptop when needed. I don&apos;t mind, much... lol.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the rant, but you know... Grrrrrrr!!!</description>
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  <description>Hey everyone! God it&apos;s been ages *again* since i&apos;ve been on here, mainly cause i&apos;ve been looking for work... That&apos;s gone great, not... There is bloody nothing out there and with more people loosing their jobs here in the UK it&apos;s mad! So yeah, that part not good.&lt;br /&gt;Also i&apos;ve not been inspired at all, still yet to complete Lust for blood and flesh. I was hoping to have it done by last month... Ha. Sorry for those reading, i hope to have it up before the year is out. Please don&apos;t hold your breath on that though.&lt;br /&gt;Also another reason why haven&apos;t been on... I normally use firefox, i&apos;ve recently updated it and it won&apos;t log me on any of my fave sites, including this one... GRRRRR!!! So i&apos;m back on IE. Hopefully FF will sort itself out, i hope... I miss the spell checker! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i will be uploading the rest of Lust in a mo, except for the last chapter. Fingers crossed that&apos;ll be up soon. But before i do that i would like to wish everyone on here a happy Yule / Christmas, i hope its a wonderful time for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Geo Toni X</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 17:51:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lust for blood and flesh News!</title>
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  <description>Hi everyone... Just wanted to give a quick update for those who read Lust For Blood and Flesh, the Darren / Daniel Nc17 fiction is that i have almost completed it.&lt;br /&gt;Once the Epilogue is written i will be posting all the chapters since the last update so those who have been waiting patiently for it, you&apos;ll have it all.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been great writing it, the ending wasn&apos;t what i had planned but i think it&apos;s pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i think my writers block is over... Yippie! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this one, i&apos;ll be focusing on getting Angels and Heroes back on form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone. Love Geo ~ Toni &lt;br /&gt;~ X ~</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 19:34:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Have i got writters block?</title>
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  <description>Do you know when you&apos;ve had pretty much nothing to do for a whole week but you&apos;ve been busy anyways and the one thing you&apos;ve wanted to do whole week doesn&apos;t happen, and then when you finally get the time to sit down and do it you&apos;re mind goes blank!&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s how i feel right now with regards to writing.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve joined this community on here called &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_sgfic_challenge&apos; lj:user=&apos;sgfic_challenge&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/sgfic_challenge/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/sgfic_challenge/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sgfic_challenge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and have started the new challenge and pretty much half way through it last week, tomorrow it&apos;s due and i&apos;ve come onto my laptop to write it, finish it off etc and nothing... My mind is just gone elsewhere! God it&apos;s so damn annoying!&lt;br /&gt;So for those who know me @ sgfic there won&apos;t be a fiction from me this time round, but good luck to those who have entered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from not writing anything for the past week I have been reading loads!!! Been reading my new novel from James Lear *The secret tunnel* again, Torchwood novel *Border Prince* (Very Very good, a must read for all TW fans) and something rather new for me, Darren Shan&apos;s *Cirque Du Freak*, it&apos;s a novel aimed at teens but i heard about him Darren Shan and thought what the hell, lets just try it out and see what it&apos;s like... So i bought it in a sale, started reading it today and found the first 5 chapters a bit of a bore... But i kept at it, and to my suprise i finished it today and really enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re not familiar with this author, (join the club) his written quiet a few fiction novels based around Vampires, Demons and his recent trilogy Warewolves. The book i own, is the first of the Vampire series. They&apos;re thin short fictions and there is 12 in the series. I think i will be buying the next one in this series. And possibly checking out the warewolf ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak soon. Love Geo Toni ~X~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 18:46:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Midnight 2 Sunrise (Challenge)</title>
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  <description>&lt;o:smarttagtype name=&quot;place&quot; namespaceuri=&quot;urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags&quot;&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name=&quot;City&quot; namespaceuri=&quot;urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags&quot;&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Title: Midnight to &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Sunrise&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG fic Challenge: number 1, Colours&lt;br /&gt; Pairing: Darren / Daniel&lt;br /&gt; Rating: PG&lt;br /&gt; Word Count: 364&lt;br /&gt; Warnings: One sided view. Scene of upset.&lt;br /&gt; Summary: Darren&amp;rsquo;s POV over the breakup with Daniel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Author: Geo Toni&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Author&amp;rsquo;s notes: Just a short standalone, posted at my LJ page, SGfic_challenge LJ (for the colour challenge) and at BG forum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Midnight to Sunrise&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Perched upon the window seat his eyes gazed out towards the blackened night sky with nothing else except a couple of lonely, silver stars. That was how he felt, lonely and lost in an empty space as he starred out into the darkness. There was no full white moon glowing up high casting its light down or showing the other beautiful shades in the sky. It was just black, an empty endless sky just how Darren felt over Daniel since he told Darren he was leaving for good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;As the midnight sky moved into the early hours of the morning Darren sat and watched all the different shades, colours and shapes mix, blend and change as he tried to calm his state of mind. Daniel had been the cause of his restless night after their heated argument. How could he of been so cruel and bitter towards him, throwing everything they ever did together back in his face and leaving him with the heavy load upon his shoulders. Didn&amp;rsquo;t he realise how much Darren cared and loved him so deeply, apparently not. Then again, maybe he did. Maybe it sickened Daniel so much to know how Darren felt about him that he would turn what Darren believed to be a heart of gold into a blackened heart full of hatred and disgust. Darren couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe the words that fell from his mouth, as even when they starred face to face, Darren gazing into Daniel&amp;rsquo;s startling green irises Darren could see something there, something hidden that gave him some hope. Even through his own reddened sore eyes filled with tears, thinking back to that moment there was something there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Wiping his eyes from what he hoped to be the last sheds of tears, morning was approaching as the blue and purple shades started to turn into glorious blends of deep and vibrant reds, oranges and yellows in the horizon. The sun, just appearing from the distant shown brightly towards Darren bringing him hope. Hope that maybe he and Daniel could once again be close to one another, and maybe one day be truthfully honest with one another with their true feelings of their hidden love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 17:34:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Total lust, smut and amazing plots!</title>
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  <description>I had to write about this now before i forgot... I&apos;ve just finished reading one Brilliant book by one very talented writer called James Lear. The book is called &amp;quot;The secret Tunnel&amp;quot; and my word, it&apos;s just as great as the debut one of this series called the Back passage.&lt;br /&gt;If you don&apos;t know who is James Lear is, visit his myspace page www.myspace.com/jameslearfiction, anyways he&apos;s written 5 books so far the two above and three others, one i am reading called Hot Vally (it&apos;s not bad, but the two i&apos;ve mentioned above are way better). &lt;br /&gt;Back to the book, The secret tunnel is set upon the Flying Scotsman which is traveling from Edingburgh to London were one of its travelers is Mitch Mitchell, who readers from the back passage will know of very well and like me will love. The plot of this amazing novel is of course surrounded by Mitch&apos;s interest in the world of crime detecting and soon leads him discovering a body found in a locked toilet. The train is full of unique characters, a bunch of kilt-wearing soilders, famous supertairs, a Belgian and some railway workers and of course Peter Dickenson who may not appear at all of what he seems at first glance. &lt;br /&gt;If you have read the back passage you will love this follow up to it. Mitch is just as lovely in this one, and we have the return of his sidekick and devoted friend Boy Morgan. This is still full of the great humor, suspence on finding the killer and situations in which will make you blush as well as the characters involed (willingly and unwillingly). It&apos;s deff a must have, but i insist if you haven&apos;t read the first one (back passage) get that one first! And if you enjoy what you read, then get this one... You won&apos;t be disapointed!&lt;br /&gt;If you are... Then you&apos;re just weird! :p Just joking!&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait for the third instalment of Mitch&apos;s adventures!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 19:54:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Angels &amp; Heroes *21*</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angels and Heros&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a fan fiction based on the members of Savage Garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 12 A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Goudy Old Style&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Description: Everything seems fine and normal for Darren Hayes, in till one night he comes home and finds out the truth... He suddenly packs his bags and heads back off home late at night, but never makes it. &lt;br /&gt;A week later Darren awakens in an unfamiliar place, where he soon discovers not everything is what it seems. Things he was brought up on as a child have soon become a reality when he realises what his life on earth had lead him to become...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Dont know SG members, this is just for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Chapter 21... By the way had a faboulous time on holiday in great yarmouth, wonderful time. If you&apos;d like to see piccy&apos;s go to my myspace page and check them out there. I think they&apos;re made public but if not will alter it for you all to see. Enjoy and take care!&quot;&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Chapter twenty one&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Another door opened as Darren once more was thrown violently into a dark chamber by the two guards that took him away from his cell. As Darren collided with the solid rock floor he heard the door slam shut and locked on the outside then hearing footsteps heading off into the distance and then silence. The lack of sound seemed almost deafening to Darren as he picked himself up off of the floor and glanced around his new surroundings. Small circles of light shown from some areas of the ceiling but still it was dark and cold, the air was thick it was hard to breath at times. Darren threw his arms around himself and cautiously moved backwards in the dark until he felt the stone wall behind him then slid down bringing his knee&amp;rsquo;s into his stomach. His head fell into his lap and soon the tears that had been fighting against Darren won as they started slowly to fall from the corners of his eyes, rolling down his checks as a small cry escaped through his lips.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Is someone there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Quickly lifting his head Darren starred into the darkness that surrounded him, keeping as quiet as he could. Had he just heard someone or was it his mind playing tricks on him? He starred harder into the unknown till he found himself stood back up, his back glued to the wall as the sound of something, or someone, scrapping coming nearer. He heard it gradually move towards him as he started to slide along the wall further away from it, his eyes never leaving where the sound was coming from. As it grew louder, Darren&amp;rsquo;s pace grew quicker. Sliding faster along the wall he slid across a load of hanging metal chains clashing against the solid brick wall as he went past them. As Darren went to silence the sounds he grabbed what he believed to be metal but instantly realised it to be flesh, human flesh which quickly grabbed his arm pulling him down to the ground.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Managing to push away from the stranger Darren hurriedly moved away into the open space as from out of the darkness relieved a man chained and attempting to grab him once more. His hands dirty with his fingernails overgrown, broke and filthy inching their way closer to him. As the man attempted to grab him another door, hidden within the darkness, suddenly flew wide open flooding the area where Darren and the stranger were with light. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t see a thing, instead all he could hear were screams from the stranger calling for help and pleading for his life as whatever came through into the cell took him out of the door that opened. When it slammed shut Darren noticed a small peep type hole shedding in some light, he went to run towards it until something or rather someone stepped into his path. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t want to do that.&amp;rdquo; The second stranger he&amp;rsquo;d just encountered spoke to him. Darren starred at him rather startled with the first words he said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why? That man was asking for my help, I&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip; He&amp;rsquo;s already dead.&amp;rdquo; He interrupted Darren. When Darren went to answer him back screams suddenly came from behind the closed door and soon grew louder until they instantly stopped and a loud cheer followed. Darren starred at the door and then returned his gaze onto the man. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What just happened?&amp;rdquo; He asked his voice shaky not bothering to hide his emotions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Our fate&amp;hellip; Behind that door is the way the lord of this kingdom has decided to end our lives.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ve got to get out of here!&amp;rdquo; Darren said making the stranger laugh. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;State the obvious why don&amp;rsquo;t you?&amp;rdquo; He smirked making Darren fume.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;ve had it up to here with this place! If you want to be an arsehole, fine, stay here!&amp;rdquo; Darren snarled at him before storming towards the first door he first encounter and tried his best to try and open it. The stranger watched in aware and moved next to him inspecting him in fane trying to open it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t you think I&amp;rsquo;ve tried that already?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sod off!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;The stranger sighed watching Darren starting to get tired and gradually loosing strength with the door. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re going to hurt yourself.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Darren suddenly stopped what he was attempting to do and turned to face him. &amp;ldquo; Ok this is enough. What the hell is this?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Excuse me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Is this some sort of sick joke, some stupid task to see that I am worthy enough to be here? To see if I have enough strength or whatever I&amp;rsquo;m suppose to have to be able to survive this? Cause if it is I&amp;rsquo;ve had enough! If this is what it takes to be a friggin Angel then you can get lost!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;The stranger starred wide open at Darren, his expression completely different to how he was a moment before. This startled Darren and worried him even more than being in this mess.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;My god&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; The stranger managed to spit out of his mouth. &amp;ldquo;It all makes sense now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Darren starred confused at him as he acted more kindly towards him. &amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s your name?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;He hesitated before he answered. &amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip;Darren.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Darren&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; The man started standing before him. &amp;ldquo;Listen to me carefully ok, once you go through those doors you will have to be on your guard and don&amp;rsquo;t take anything for granted.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why are you telling me this?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Because the reason you&amp;rsquo;re here, not just on this plane but being an Angel, you are unique Darren. You&amp;rsquo;ll find this all out soon when the others come for you but if they don&amp;rsquo;t come in time you must use your strength to survive. You must.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Darren starred at the man surprised. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re an Angel?&amp;rdquo; The stranger nodded. &amp;ldquo;How long have you been here, in this cell? Hasn&amp;rsquo;t anyone tried to safe you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, they haven&amp;rsquo;t&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Then how do you know they&amp;rsquo;re coming for me?&amp;rdquo; Darren butted in confused and frightened by everything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Because Darren, I was sent here for this moment.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Darren gasped and starred at him once more when he heard those words. What was going on with this place, why wouldn&amp;rsquo;t anyone tell him what was going on!?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Darren we haven&amp;rsquo;t got much time, just remember to keep on your guard and whatever you do, don&amp;rsquo;t fight back! Everything will be explained to you soon, I promise.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Soon as he said the last word the door on the opposite side of the cell opened once again filling it with light but this time not blinding Darren. He could easily see the Minotaur enter the cell and moving towards the male, grabbing him and dragging him back towards the door.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No! Wait!&amp;rdquo; Darren went towards them till the stranger stopped and turned to face Darren stopping both Darren and the Minotaur in their tracks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just remember my words.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Darren just nodded and soon the door suddenly closed once more, the Minotaur and the Angel vanished. Darren promised himself he would do what he had asked of him, but now his mind filled with sorrow and regret with the one thing he wished he had found out before the door closed. To know the strangers name who had probably just saved his life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 13:22:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sely!</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&apos;d just like to wish Sely a happy birthday for today. I hope she has a wonderful day! She deserves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv Geo &lt;br /&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 20:49:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nicked from Linda, Tag!</title>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 random things, facts, goals, or habits about yourself. At the end, choose 10 people to be tagged, listing their names &amp;amp; why you chose them. You can&apos;t tag a person who has tagged you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, I have two older siblings, one i&apos;ve known all my life, the other i&apos;ll never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, My pulse&apos;s which should be in my wrists are in the palm of my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3, One of my cats is currently at the vets and i&apos;m worried about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, I&apos;m planning on going back into study to get my degree in Graphic Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5, I sneeze out of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6, I get frustrated easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7, I&apos;m addicted to a robot dog called K.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8, I&apos;m thinking about doing a course in teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9, Currently have Pink&apos;s new song in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10, I&apos;m planning on building my walk in wardrobe after i go on holiday this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Linda I&apos;m not tagging anyone, so if you wanna do this feel free, if not no biggie! X&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 18:57:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Angels &amp; Heroes *20*</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angels and Heros&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a fan fiction based on the members of Savage Garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 12 A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Goudy Old Style&quot;&gt;Description: Everything seems fine and normal for Darren Hayes, in till one night he comes home and finds out the truth... He suddenly packs his bags and heads back off home late at night, but never makes it. &lt;br /&gt;A week later Darren awakens in an unfamiliar place, where he soon discovers not everything is what it seems. Things he was brought up on as a child have soon become a reality when he realises what his life on earth had lead him to become...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Dont know SG members, this is just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Chapter 20&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: rgb(4, 4, 4);&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;There was no trouble leaving their world into this one through the portal Alexis created, however they still needed to make their way through the swamp and deserted wastelands to reach Lord Achan’s kingdom. Now that the four didn’t have their home world power to protect them the only main source of energy they had was one another. Even more than ever Alexis needed their support as within these dark lands her strengths were weaker, thankfully she wore a gift that she was given to when she was a child. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;A single quartz crystal pure grown from the sacred waterfall she wore as a pendant round her neck. It was the most powerful crystal from their land that could only be used and kept by ones who did not abuse its power. The crystal not only kept her strength up but also protected her from unwanted company as well as the others, as long as they kept close to her. Providing that they stayed together and kept a steady speed arriving at Achan’s kingdom will go to plan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Holding onto Bowen’s waist as they both rode his stallion side by side with Kael and Daniel on his horse. Alexis studied both of them as they moved from the swamp and into the rocky desert plane. Kael was nervous, it was his first time in to this world and was doing his best not to stay alert but not get paranoid. Paranoia was the main cause of wonderers mistrusting one another and fearing themselves before anything in the world got to them first. Alexis admired him for his courage as well as Daniel’s, but for other reasons. He had been focused entirely on trying to find Darren since arriving here but through other methods.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Elf’s were talented at telepathic abilities as were Angels at sensing other Angels and most beings but Daniel was eager to learn the ways of the Elf’s and Bowen his closest friend was more than willing to teach him. With these gifts Daniel focused hard on trying to find Darren, to focus on where he was and to communicate with him, he had managed to locate where he was in the kingdom but when he tried to speak to him. Something kept blocking him out, but at least they knew Darren was still alive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;“There it is.” Bowen said aloud as they saw the &lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:placetype w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Achan&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s in the near distance. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;“Bloody hell… how the heck are we going to get in there?” Kael said pointing out the problem as well as showing his frustration within his voice. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Alexis turned to her friend to answer him. “Through the dungeons, they have an opening which leads into the other side of the swamp just behind those hills” she pointed to the side of the kingdom’s outer walls. “We can move through that entrance without getting seen in the kingdom and enter the castle without getting noticed.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;“How?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;“Underground sewage system.” Daniel replied. “They dispose of their, erm waste through an underground tunnel. But it’s not for the faint hearted.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Kael starred deeply at all three of them and sighed. “Alright… Let’s just do this and get it over with!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Getting to the entrance of the sewage system was simple enough but moving through the dark nervy tunnels running under and throughout the Kingdom. The stench was unbearable but they kept going even when they felt unusual objects rub and touch the bottom of their legs as they walked through the dark thick liquid. One felt as hard as stone but felt somewhat familiar against Daniel’s ankle, he couldn’t see what it was but he knew exactly what it was, and where it came from. He only hoped they were in time to save Darren from the same fate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 11:01:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Blogging on me B&apos;day</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Under here :-)&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t believe i&apos;m another year older now, was so use to being 22 now i&apos;m 23... Don&apos;t feel different, not like when i turned 13 or 18 you know? Does feel slightly strange though, but in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;Have been given some lovely things... My nan who&apos;s been up for 11 days now staying with us, she&apos;s suffered from a stroke few yrs back but is doing well but we can&apos;t leave her on her own. Hense why i haven&apos;t been on here for a while, everything is kinda around her atm. Anyways she gave me some money and with that i bought a travel size bag, Oscar Wildes collection of poems and a Royal Dolton family of cheeta&apos;s plate. Also from my bro i&apos;ll be getting Sweeney Todd on dvd. Love that film! From my gorgeous friends and adopted family i&apos;ve been given a nice wind chime, a Gorgeous set of Cat bookends by Leonardo and Doctor who complete series 2! That&apos;s so my fave Dr who episode... Manily for one reason... K.9!!! Lol! My mum&apos;s gonna try and get me a bag but if not it doesn&apos;t matter but she has bought me a birthday cake... The Doctor Who Birthday cake!!! Lol! I don&apos;t care i think it looks awsome! David Tennant of the cake, can&apos;t wait... Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to what my LJ is about, I have been writting the fiction&apos;s Angels and Heroes as well as Lust for Blood and flesh. I will probably start uploading Lust on here very soon. The next chapter of A&amp;amp;H i haven&apos;t got a clue! I&apos;ve kinda forgotten where i&apos;m going with it. Lol. And as i keep on getting Nagged by a certian someone for Lust, lol, i&apos;m hoping to complete that soon! Once that&apos;s done, then it&apos;ll be back to Angels... Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone on here is doing well. Hope to speak to you&apos;s soon!&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone! Have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv Geo xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 18:13:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Small blog and Fiction book recomendations...</title>
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  <description>Hey everyone hope your all well. :) Linda, hope you had a lovely birthday the other day. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in my 3rd week of my English, math and job search course and it is going brilliantly. I am so enjoying myself and finding out new things, like Homophones for example (the same sounding words). I&apos;ll be remembering those for my writing. lol. Also still on my writing i am still doing so, my fiction Lust for blood and flesh is coming along well. Might start posting that up soon, just need to re read it and make sure it makes sense. And i&apos;m half way though my next chapter of Angels and Heroes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways while i&apos;m here thought i&apos;d tell you guys about a series of books that i adore. They&apos;re under the LJ cut if you&apos;d like to have a read. They&apos;re Vampire gay interest novels and i&apos;m sure most of you will enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes for now. Blessed be, Geo x~x~x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Vampire Vow, Thrall and Transgression&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vampire Vow&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt; For centuries, Victor Decimus, former Roman officer under Pontius Pilate, has fed his rage against the God of the Christians with blood. Desperately in love with but ultimately rejected by the young Jesus, Victor turns on the citizens of Jerusalem in a frenzy of rape and violence, leaving him no escape but through entry into the chaotic world of darkness he finds as a vampire. Two thousand years later, Victor, in the guise of a monk, takes up residence in the Monastery of St. Thomas, nestled in the Appalachian Mountains. In Brother Michael he finds a hint of the love he has been seeking, but his rage, his desires, and his vow of vengeance against the God of the Christians drive him to sadistically insane levels of violence against his prey, leading to an investigation of the monastery. With discovery imminent, Victor launches his most daring effort - the transformation of Brother Michael. And with everything at stake, the consequences of interference are horrifying beyond mortal imagination...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;u&gt;Vampire Thrall&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The latest volume in this fantastic cult series of gay vampire thrillers. Once a Roman officer rejected as a lover by Jesus of Nazareth, now a vampire still haunted by Jesus after two millennia of grisly revenge in monasteries around the world, Victor Decimus is back in his home town, the Eternal City of Rome. At the Monastery of San Benedetto, &quot;Brother Victor&quot; continues his campaign of defiance against the Christian God, while remaining near his first love, whose apparitions have never ceased. Meanwhile, across the ocean in a small Kansas town, the gentle, sensuous artist Paul Lewis sees strange visions of a shadowy vampire. When he is hired to illuminate a new manuscript of the gospels undertaken by the monks of San Benedetto, Paul goes to Rome and falls in love with the bold Brother Victor. Sensing danger in this handsome visitor, Victor resists his attraction to Paul - until the young artist witnesses Victor committing murder. Unwilling to destroy Paul, Victor transforms him into his vampire thrall.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Now in a limbo between the living and the undead, Paul may choose full life as a vampire, but not without a price: the release of his beloved Victor to the Dark Kingdom and his own solitary existence for two hundred years as stalker of the night. Complicating this choice, the strange force that caused Paul&apos;s early visions now aims to turn Paul against his vampire creator...and Victor must defeat this powerful opponent before it is too late. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Vampire Transgression&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; ictor Decimus is a 2,000 year old vampire, having last seen the sun when he was a Roman soldier in biblical times. There are few rules that govern a vampire&apos;s existence but those rules are absolute: 1) Vampires are not allowed to associate with other vampires and 2) Once a vampire convinces a human to take his place as a vampire, he must leave the earthly realm for the Dark Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt; Victor, unfortunately, has broken both those rules -- he&apos;s sired his human lover Paul as a vampire and stayed with him on Earth. The two enjoy an intense life as lovers, living in Georgetown and mingling at their private club for devotees, a converted church now known as Dies Irae. But their transgression is not taken lightly and agents for the Dark Realm are now on the prowl, looking to enforce their will and, if necessary, threaten everything that Victor and Paul hold dear, even each other, to punish their transgression.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;All by Michael Schiefelbein&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <title>Angels and Heroes *19*</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angels and Heros&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a fan fiction based on the members of Savage Garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 12 A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Goudy Old Style&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Description: Everything seems fine and normal for Darren Hayes, in till one night he comes home and finds out the truth... He suddenly packs his bags and heads back off home late at night, but never makes it. &lt;br /&gt;A week later Darren awakens in an unfamiliar place, where he soon discovers not everything is what it seems. Things he was brought up on as a child have soon become a reality when he realises what his life on earth had lead him to become...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Dont know SG members, this is just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Chapter nineteen... Enjoy!&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #040404; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Cold hard concrete was all he felt underneath him as Darren started to come round. His head killed at the back but as he moved to feel it there was a slight bump and nothing more, thankfully it hadn’t been cut open. Rubbing his eyes Darren’s vision started to focus as he starred at his new surroundings. It was dark, very dark from earlier on and it was cold smelling of damp. All he could hear where distant cries in despair and pain echoing all around, it was heartbreaking hearing them. Like the people they belonged too where on the break of giving up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Sitting up upon the coldness Darren shivered and wrapped his arms around himself to try and get warm. He was in a cell, a dark cold cell with a small window with bars in the solid oak door. Darren knew it was locked, why else would he be in there if it wasn’t locked? Turning round his eyes grew wider with what he saw chained up before him. Ashley’s arms where hanging from chains attached to each side of the cell, his feet where also attached to chains. His head hanged low but Darren could see how bad he was in now, a lot worse than earlier on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Ashley.” Darren called to him as he ran towards the beaten Angel. He tried to free his arms but couldn’t, the chains had been locked and secured tightly, Darren saw the state his wrists where in, cut deeply and infected as the now dried blood stained the metal. Leaving his wrists Darren moved and gently lifted his Ashley’s head being careful not to cause any pain or more damage. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Ashley…” He whispered to his watcher holding his head gently. Ashley’s eyes where shut closed as his head felt like a ton of weights, their was hardly any visible skin left which hadn’t been scared, cut, bruised or covered with dried blood. The darkened liquid now dried seeped from his ears mouth and nose. It sickened and frightened Darren wondering what torments he’d suffered.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Closing his eyes he tried to block the horrors flooding his mind. “Ashley, I’m so sorry….”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Darren.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Hearing the weakened voice Darren’s eyes immediately opened wide and where greeted with darker fragile eyes gazing back. Taken aback with the gaze Darren calmed down suddenly hoping Ashley hadn’t noticed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Ashley… What happened to you?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“I’m weak…” He replied trying to keep his voice strong but failing. “My body is dying.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“What can I do? Ashley tell me please, what can I do?” Darren pleaded to Ashley to answer him; even though there wasn’t anything possible he could do he hoped that Ashley might still have enough strength to keep going and at least point Darren in the right direction.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“My arms are so heavy… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry Darren, for everything.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“It doesn’t matter Ashley, just tell me what I can do.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;His head became much heavier than before as Darren quickly noticed his arms sagging more as well, the thick metal cuffs around his wrists started to cut deeper into them as fresh dark blood started to ooze from the new cuts. Quickly Darren moved closer to Ashley letting his head rest upon his shoulder as his hands moved to take Ashley’s arms. Gripping his fingers onto Ashley’s lower part of his arms Darren held them up relieving Ashley of the discomfort.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“It’ll be ok Ashley…” He reassured him as well as himself. “We’ll get through this.” He spoke softly as he felt Ashley’s body become heavier as his breathing seemed less constant. Darren started to panic as he started to feel Ashley becoming motionless, he could no longer feel Ashley breathing or hear him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Oh God…” Darren shut his eyes as he held Ashley’s lifeless body close to him, still holding onto his arms as through it still mattered. Soon the guilt started to set into his mind; why had he been chosen to become like Ashley and the others? How could he be something important when he couldn’t even help Ashley? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;As the tears started to form from the corner of Darren’s eyes unexpectedly he felt something telling him in the back of his mind to get back away from Ashley. It was his own voice telling him to get back but it wasn’t him. Trying to concentrate on where this inner voice came from he hadn’t noticed the still form lying against him reopen his eyes as his breathing regained a slow and quiet state. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Darren kept his eyes closed as the voice became much constant, louder and demanding. It was all too much, it was clear when it wasn’t clear. He tried to listen but it just wouldn’t make sense to him. As he tried to focus his eyes jerked open as something grabbed both of his wrists. Before he could even react Darren was now face to face with something terrifying, something that he hadn’t seen before even in this horrid place. What terrified Darren more was whatever was starring him straight in the eye was or possibly still be Ashley.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Ashley?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;The male before Darren starred back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Ashley, please let go of my wrists.” He felt the grip of his hands grow tighter around them, along with the sharpness of his fingernails now digging into his flesh. “Please Ashley!” Darren began to beg as Ashley tilted his head to one side his eyes still barring deep into Darren’s. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Without warning Ashley jerked his face towards Darren’s colliding his mouth upon his forcing Darren’s to open. Darren screamed when he felt the thick hard and greasy tongue move into his mouth forcing its way straight to the back of his throat. He tried to fight back, trying to pull away from Ashley’s body but was failing. When he managed to free his arms from Ashley’s grip the shackles attached to his feet broke free as Ashley forced his legs up high wrapping them around Darren’s waist. The pressure against his hips and waist began to increase more and more as Darren began to choke, thick liquid started to ooze from Ashley’s mouth entering Darren’s as it began to move down his throat. Alarm bells started to ring madly inside Darren’s mind; he could not swallow this liquid.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Forcing himself to relax Darren grabbed both legs crushing him. Urging all of his strength to his arms Darren pushed opened Ashley’s legs freeing his body, once the legs began to drop Darren didn’t hesitate a second longer to clench his fist shoving it right into Ashley’s windpipe. The tongue retracted from out of his mouth as Darren fell to the floor making himself cough up the liquid that fell into him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;When he began to regain his breathing Darren wiped his mouth with his arm sleeve as he starred down at the puddle of liquid before him. His eyes grew wider when he realised what it was.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Suddenly the cells’ door was unlocked and swiftly opened as Guthrie walked in along with a few other lower beings. They stayed at the door blocking its path as Guthrie made his way towards Darren stopping just before him where he sat upon the ground.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Enjoy your sleep?” He smirked down at Darren noticing the state of his hands and wrists and then what lay before him. “Get a bit close to your old friend?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“What have you done to him?” Darren ordered still gaining his breath.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Guthrie smirked as he gazed upon Ashley. “I released him from his past torment.” He starred deeply at Ashley as Ashley starred right back and grinned, showing off his teeth which all where now pointed as if someone had filed them all. His eyes where pitch black now and his posture even though still chained were much stronger than before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“He’s getting stronger by the minute; soon he’ll be ready to do whatever we ask him of him.” He turned back and gazed down at Darren who hadn’t stopped watching the both of them. “It’s a pity, I would’ve enjoyed finding out more about you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Darren starred at Guthrie as Ashley snarled with glee showing in his desolate eyes. He knew what was going to happen now; there was no way out of it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;As the guards took Darren out of the cell Guthrie remained in the cell starring back at the darkness that surrounded and consumed Ashley, somehow pitying the creature he’d now become. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“How something’s are categorized as being so pure and virtuous when hidden deep inside darkness awaits to be awakened.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Everything has darkness inside them Lord Guthrie, as well as light.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Guthrie turned sharply towards the entrance of the cell. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #040404; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Ereshkigal? May I ask what you are doing here…?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;She smiled at the general and walked inside “Curiosity brought me here. I wanted to see the novice Angel before Deimos sentencing was brought forward.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“I’m sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #040404; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Ereshkigal; my guards have already taken him.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Pity…” She paused making sure she had his concentration. “Would’ve been an opportunity to find out what exactly he was before it….” referring to Ashley. “Consumes him.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“If you’d like once he is done with him I’ll have the remains of the human sent to your chambers.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Thank you my lord Guthrie, still a shame. I just wonder what our lord Achan would’ve thought of him.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #040404; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Ereshkigal starred into his eyes for a brief moment and exited the cell. Guthrie just stood there taking in what she had told him; a warning. Their lord and King Achan had been informed and would soon be returning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #040404; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 19:42:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just blogging... Nothing of major interest.</title>
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  <description>As its been a while, basically a month without being on here thought i&apos;d do a little update on things... Too be quiet honest i&apos;ve no idea what to say! LoL!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&apos;s really been happening. Have been working on a new fic, Lust for Blood and Flesh. Only one person part from myself has been reading it and is addicted to it. As i am now called&amp;nbsp;fic~bitch to her cause of this fiction i think its safe to say she likes it. lol. Its probably the most smut /&amp;nbsp;slashly thing i have written to date. And course its Darren/Daniel fanbase. currently working on chapter 18 of it, so i might upload it on here soon. Maybe... :p&lt;br /&gt;Also am still carrying on with Angels and Heroes. Like i said before it&apos;ll be a chapter a month as i&apos;m finding it hard nowadays to get motivated to even use my laptop, let alone write or use the net. Fingers crossed before the end of the month the new chapter will be up.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to write a follow up to fruit salad... Honestly that will never be prodcasted... Mainly because it was S**T. Tried to get motivated with a follow up, didn&apos;t work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I know its a shame...&lt;br /&gt;But speaking of food... Just saw in the spotlight bit on here this really cool community. &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/food_in_fiction/&quot;&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/food_in_fiction/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it sounds brilliant. And have joined. I&apos;ve never really thought much about food in fiction, *not the community, actually food and drink* and i think it&apos;ll be worth to have a look at. I&apos;ve never read any of the Harry Potter books, but thinking of it now i&apos;d like to know how JK wrote about when in the first book how she discribed the first feast at hogwarts. discribing all the foods and that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Thats if she did... The film might&apos;ve just added that in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I duno i haven&apos;t read them! LoL.&lt;br /&gt;Right i think thats enough of me rambling now... Hope your all ok my friends on LJ. Take care!&lt;br /&gt;x~x~x</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 21:59:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Angels and Heroes *18*</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Goudy Old Style&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angels and Heros&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a fan fiction based on the members of Savage Garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 12 A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Goudy Old Style&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Description: Everything seems fine and normal for Darren Hayes, in till one night he comes home and finds out the truth... He suddenly packs his bags and heads back off home late at night, but never makes it. &lt;br /&gt;A week later Darren awakens in an unfamiliar place, where he soon discovers not everything is what it seems. Things he was brought up on as a child have soon become a reality when he realises what his life on earth had lead him to become...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Dont know SG members, this is just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;chapter 18... enjoy. :)&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;&quot;&gt;Chapter eighteen&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;&quot;&gt;Walking towards closed double solid oak doors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Guthrie pushed them both wide open as he kept walking into the large banquet room where he was greeted with the large rectangular table full of food. The servants standing on the walls bent their heads down as Guthrie moved past them not caring for them as he moved towards the male sitting at the top of the table feasting. Deimos was sitting there ripping through piping hot meat with his fingers and teeth as Guthrie approach him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“I apologise to interrupting your meal Lord Deimos but there is something I believe you should know.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Deimos then spat out a bit of meat with bones and turned to look at him as he licked his fingers. “And what exactly is that?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Guthrie gazed at him and Deimos dismissed his servants to leave them both in peace. As the last one left, he continued. “The male the Argo brought back along with the Angel, the Angel is his watcher.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;The long blonde haired man stopped and starred at him with his sinister blue eyes. “A newcomer? You intervallic me to tell me that?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Guthrie looked bewildered at his reaction. “Deimos, my lord… It is very unusual at this time for an Angel to be watching someone… The Angels normally stick to a routine?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“So I should be worried that they’ve decided to change their schedule because of this thing?” He starred deeply at him. “Whatever the Angels are up too I couldn’t care less… Unless you’ve brought me news that they’ve all been found dead I couldn’t give a damn… Besides how’s that Angel holding up? The one they where suppose to only bring back?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Guthrie smiled. “I think he’s come round to our way of thinking… He was already damaged goods, the human never really died in him after all.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Humans…” The thought left a bitter taste in Deimos mouth as he finished his piece of meat. “File disgusting weak things… Least that’s one good thing about them…” He turned and smiled for the first time. “Their weak and easily persuaded with the right means.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“That is very true…” Guthrie grinned as he moved to lean against the table. “You know the newcomer has only been an Angel for a day.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Hmm… So he’s still basically a human… Disgusting, but rather intriguing.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“My Lord?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Guthrie… Tell me, how far gone do you think Ashley, that’s his name isn’t it?” Guthrie nodded. “How far has he transformed to his new life with us?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Oh I’d say pretty much there… Why do you ask?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“I think its time to let him try out his new strengths to prove his loyalty to us… Maybe the human would be useful after all…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Deimos…” Guthrie had to interrupt him. “Surly keeping the human alive would be more useful to us, to give us a chance to find out what the Angels are up too…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Deimos turned and stood in front of Guthrie. “Are you questioning me Guthrie?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“No… No my lord. I just thought that maybe it would be an idea to see if this boy knows anything. That’s all my lord.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Deimos starred into his eyes and finally pulled back. “Good… I’d hate for my father to loose his best solider and General of his army.” He patted him on the shoulder and returned to his feast. “Now… where are our guests?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Being taken back to the cells as we speak.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Throw them into the same cell… No point wasting space is there? Might be wise to chain up Ashley… We don’t want him to get too eager trapped in there and getting his way and us miss the show. I’d like to see what my father’s crazy idea turns out like.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Guthrie just nodded. “Very well, I’ll make sure he’s secured probably.” With that he was gone once more, but Deimos was not alone… Someone else was in the room and had heard everything. Deimos however kept eating as the person relieved themselves from the shadows.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #040404; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Ereshkigal what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be off terrorizing some poor creature?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“And miss the conversation you and General Guthrie just had…” The old what could only be described as a hag moved closer to him. “This human seems interesting.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“The only thing interesting about him will be seeing Ashley ripping him into pieces so the Argo’s will have smaller pieces to chew.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“I disagree… Guthrie is correct; this is strange for the Angels to have a newcomer to their world. It would be wise to see what this person is for.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Ereshkigal if I want your opinion I will ask for it. But until that cold day in hell happens I don’t give a shit!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Ereshkigal suddenly appeared in front of him starring deep into his eyes with her pure while eyeballs. “Don’t underestimate me son of Achan. I am your father’s servant not yours, I only answer to him and him alone! I do not listen to people who do not understand what I am capable of, especially you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;Deimos starred at her. When he finally regained his speech he only manages to mumble his words. “Are you done?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;“Yes I am… Enjoy your meal my lord Deimos…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #040404; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;Ereshkigal finished by bowing and walking back off to once she came. Deimos didn’t give her a second thought as he carried on eating.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #040404; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 14:14:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fiction updates...</title>
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  <description>Been thinking for a while now about my fictions and that whenever i seem to write one, i always end up getting another idea for one. It drives me mad Especially when i know i have others, two on here and others off line that are unfinished and it is annoying me like mad. lol.&lt;br /&gt;I think for the time being, i&apos;m not going to write anymore of Hear...Speak...See No Evil, mainly because its been so damn long and i can&apos;t actually remember where i was going with it... Ok, that&apos;s a lie i do remember some ideas for it. I&apos;m just, eugh... Can&apos;t be asked.&lt;br /&gt;So for people who where reading that... sorry. It&apos;s probably gonna be a while.&lt;br /&gt;With Angels and Heros I will try and aim for a chapter a month on that probably, cause i have enjoyed writting that even though (and this is pritty much the truth) i&apos;m not sure where that one will lead me too, but will try and get a chapter done a month. I think with that one i&apos;ll need it. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also as i stated above on how i always start or think of ideas half way through a fiction, that&apos;s how out of body came to mind when i was writting Angels and Heros. I&apos;ve actually started a new one, called Lust for Blood and Flesh. If the title hasn&apos;t given it away, its the same based idea for A Strange Affair. It&apos;s goin well so far, i&apos;ve been sending chapters to my best friend Amy on it and as she&apos;s into all the Vampire fictions, she&apos;s loving it. So i might start posting this one up one day. When i can be asked. LoL. Like A Strange Affair, its slash based.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;What else was there? Oh yeah, i&apos;m also thinking of doing another drabble series which would be a follow up to fruit salad. Something like Darren&apos;s returning the favour. I just need something to get the ideas going... We had fruit, I just need something else... Maybe something sweeter. &lt;br /&gt;Any ideas??? LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just wanted you&apos;s to know what i&apos;m hoping on doing. Hopefully my plans will work, lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone. Blessed be, Geo x~x~x</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 20:01:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;entries&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;entry&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;entrytext&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;Slightly bored, well not just trying to get motivated to write more of Out of body,&amp;nbsp;so thought i&apos;d do this while i think of something to do with it. LoL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My username is _________ because _________:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geotoni... Geo Toni is the name i wish to go by nowadays, Geo is short from my real name and Toni is what i hope my middle name will be soon when i get round to ever changing it. It could&apos;ve bin Toni if my mum had her way with my name at birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My journal is titled _______ because _______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world on the mystical landscape. I&apos;m really interested in Sci fi / mystical fiction, and as most of my work seems to be not normal i decided to title my page with it. Plus this line appears in one of my fics, so it all kinda connects. Somehow. LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My journal is sub-titled _______ because _______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my ficton / fan fiction&amp;nbsp;writting... excatly what my journal is about. My writting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My friends page is called _______ because _______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others I know... Couldn&apos;t think of anything else. LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My default userpic is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Meez image of me. I&apos;m a creative person, hense the art studio as backdrop and i love my laptop and I&apos;m pretty much an emo type person, so my hairstyle fits with the one in the image. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to writting. xxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 15:56:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just blogging...</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Went a bit carried away so had to put my blog ramblings under here ;)&quot;&gt;Thought i&apos;d do a small bloggy... Not sure way, then again i&apos;m in two minds today and i hate being in this frame of mind. Eugh! Drives me mad...&lt;br /&gt;Anyho... Its really about me LJ page. I really enjoy posting me fictions over here, but i&apos;m getting fed up with my layout. I&apos;d like to have a custom made one, something&amp;nbsp;like the style of&amp;nbsp;old paper to keep in mind with that this is just for me fiction or something along the lines of a mystical theme? Or maybe meet in between. But as i have no idea on how to do those things, and nothing catches my eye in the already made LJ layouts. I&apos;m in two minds.&lt;br /&gt;I guess if anyone would like to have a go at designing me a new layout with the ideas above. that&apos;ll be cool. Would be interesting to see what you&apos;s can do. As i know many of you&apos;s have amazing layouts for your LJ&apos;s and mines just, well. Shit. (apologies for the person who created it, but i want something else now) LoL.&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;d like too let me know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news... I&apos;m slightly obsessed with a new Author. Whether you&apos;ve seen my new MS blog but if not the new Author is called james lear. And he writes Gay fiction, and omg i love his first book. The Back Passage.&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s the info from the back of the book for you&apos;s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;***A seaside village, an English country house, a family of wealthy eccentrics and their equally peculiar servants, a determined detective-all the ingredients are here for a cozy Agatha Christie-style whodunit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait-Edward &quot;Mitch&quot; Mitchell is no Hercule Poirot, and The Back Passage is no Murder of Roger Ackroyd. Mitch is a handsome, insatiable 22-year-old hunk who never lets a clue stand in the way of a steamy encounter, whether it&apos;s with the local constabulary, the house secretary, or his school chum and fellow athlete Boy Morgan, who becomes his Watson when they&apos;re not busy boffing each other. When Reg Walworth is found dead in a cabinet, Sir James Eagle has his servant Meeks immediately arrested as the killer. But Mitch&apos;s observant eye pegs more plausible possibilities: polysexual chauffeur Hibbert, queenly pervert Leonard Eagle, missing scion Rex, sadistic copper Kennington, even Sir James Eagle himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackmail, police corruption, a dizzying network of spyholes and secret passages, watersports, and a nonstop queer orgy backstairs and everyplace else mark this hilariously hard-core mystery by a major new talent.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn&apos;t it great! I loved it sooooo much, you can see my review of the book on play.com &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.play.com/Books/Books/4-/891777/The-Back-Passage/Product.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i got this one and have just recived his second book titled &quot;Hot Vally&quot;, again in the same area Gay Fiction, and he has another book coming out titled &quot;Palace of Varieties&quot; next month and then the follow up to TBP out hopefully August / September called The Secreat Tunnel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this Author now, he&apos;s sold me completly. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i&apos;d better mention about another book, which my mate Amy lent me called &quot;Vampire Transgression&quot; by a Michael Schiefelbein. Vampire Transgression is the 3rd book *me mate didn&apos;t excatly find out until she bought it... Oops* of a trilogy and if they&apos;re all as good as this 3rd book, its worth getting them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;For those of us who love Vampire erotic gay interest fiction, this book will win you over like it did me. Its lovely, probably not as sexually&amp;nbsp;graphic as James Lear&apos;s one (then again i haven&apos;t read any of the previous books so i duno) but its a great story none the less.&lt;br /&gt;The first two books are (in order) Vampire Vow and then&amp;nbsp;Vampire Thrall. Also there might be another one, the 4th in the trilogy coming out end of the yr.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so not good... So many books to buy, It&apos;s a bad but wonderful obsession. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna end now before i tell you the whole list of books i want to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your all well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Geo&lt;br /&gt;x~X~x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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