So, the commenters have spoken. On GA and here I listened to my readers. The story of Benny and Yuri's Clan is far from complete, but I think their tale has come to an end for now. Plus... a lot of people want more to read with each update--those 1k limits were killing them, lol. So, I thought I'd start something new. This is a different kind of story than I've tried before, so we'll see where it goes. This newest story was inspired by a photo prompt, both for the setting of the story and a specific plot idea. Enjoy!!
FORTITUDE Part One
“The lantern changed.”
“Noted. Your point being?” I continued deeper into the
cavern, my lantern held high above my head to ensure I did not fall prey to any
holes. The last thing I needed was a turned ankle. My boots were already
hampering me enough.
Pride does go before a fall—one of my mother’s favorite
sayings. Heels were not conducive to my explorations.
“A flame turning blue usually means a ghost is about.”
I scoffed at Theodore. “You are being superstitious. Ghosts?
Have you been chatting with the servants again? I simply sent a wave to
increase the light.”
“Oh.”
My best friend was a Gamma. They weren’t slow-witted,
exactly, but he was prone to fugues. I really shouldn’t have let him come with
me. I was on a mission, and I would not fail. I was a singular being; success
was my destiny.
Not even in my darkest moments of self-doubt did I consider
not finding the Dresfrei Codex. All my life, from the first time my father told
me the tale until now, I’d known I would find a way to fix Schvesla’s machine.
No one could fix it, though the King said he had men worked on it continually.
With it, I could bring back the golden age of beta power. My
lineage would be elevated to Peer status, and no longer would I be looked down
upon. My mind emitted beta waves, giving me an unparalleled intellect as my
brain worked at a feverish pace compared to gammas, alphas, and thetas, but my
personal power meant very little because of my station in life to those who mattered—the
powerful nobles. I was viewed as an aberration.
I’d prove I had the will, not just the strength, to make the
journey and decipher the clues Schvesla left behind. His codex was the key, and
I’d finally, finally, discovered its
location. The first step was getting through the natural caverns below the
city. I was the first Beta born in a hundred years, and by damned, I would
prove my mettle.
“Where exactly are we going, Will?” Teddy asked.
“My name is William-Henry. We’re not children anymore, Theodore.”
He snorted, as vulgar as can be. “You’re Willy, and I’m
Teddy, and we are not children. That
doesn’t mean you need to take on such airs.”
I stopped. “Don’t you want to be somebody important? Don’t
you want to be more than “Teddy, the printer”? My father was an inventor, but
his devices were child’s play compared to what I could be if I get Schvesla’s machine
running. Why should I be forced to remain as I am? I want something more. I
want to understand my power and use it in a way that would truly matter.” I
spread my arms wide and grinned. “I could be a hero.”
Teddy smiled wryly. “Grown up. Oh yes, you’ve definitely
left behind the imaginings of childhood.”
I waved off his amusement. “I want my name to be remembered,”
I said passionately.
“Well, I will always remember you as, Willy, who dragged me
along on dangerous adventures and got us lost in dark caverns because he used
up too much of the lamp power.”
Scowling, I turned away. “I’m the power. At least call me
Will.” As long as I was conscious, and holding on to the metal handle, my mind
would make enough energy to keep the spark in the lantern going.
“I can see it now—in print, no less—The Misadventures of Two Youths, Long Since Forgotten.”
“Very funny, Teddy.” He always came up with the most
outlandish stories, though all he was allowed to print were pamphlets and bills
his father approved. “C’mon, it’s still a ways to go.”
We walked into a tunnel on the far side of the cavern,
moving farther from the city center. It was amazing the underground way was
undiscovered. No one had probably been in the tunnel for a long time. It smelled
like dirt and damp, but the air was strangely clean compared to the city where
buildings and vehicles belched black smoke.
If Schvesla’s machine worked again, we could have clean
energy again. Damn it, I was a Beta, the only person alive with brain waves strong
enough to power it up. What else was I born for?
“It’s cold.”
I looked over at my shoulder. Teddy was right behind me,
staying in the sphere of light. “Buckle your jacket.”
He looked down. “Oh.”
Gammas. I swear, half the time they daydream through life. At
least he’d grabbed his wool trench coat like I’d told him. “So tell me, where are we going?” Teddy asked
as he tightened the buckles on his coat, cinching the chest tight.
“The tunnel continues under the walls of the city and out
into the wilds.”
“We’re traveling outside the walls?”
“Yes. That’s why I brought my gun and my sword.” I patted my
silver plated pistol. “We’ll be fine, don’t worry,” I assured him.
“Worry? Are you kidding?” Teddy skipped and then stumbled
into me. “Oops, sorry.” I braced myself with one hand on the wall.
“Ew.” The rock was slimy. “You okay?” I hoped he hadn’t hurt
himself. It wouldn’t be wise to leave the city if he were unable to run—the wilds
weren’t safe at the best of times.
“Fine.”
I reached into my coat pocket and pulled out a starched
handkerchief. I wiped the muck off my palm. Gross. I sighed and folded it back
up and stuffed my handkerchief back in my pocket. I had more in my pack, but I
knew we wouldn’t find a laundress out in the wilds.
“How do you know where to go, Will?”
“That’s the secret I wanted to tell you.” I pulled out a
locked metal box from the inner breast pocket of my coat. He crowded close. The
gears clicked slowly as I spun the bottom cog five turns left and two right.
The box popped open.
TBC
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