In times of peril one hope remained; it was the Great Vampire King’s ultimate weapon. Bonding with bodies of metal, creatures serving as familiars became a power unto themselves, and when combined became an unstoppable body known as the Fang Empress.
The five robots – Blue Wolf, Yellow Beetle, Pink Spider and Green Mountain Lion, with Red Bat to lead them – burst through the ether and into the streets. They charged between buildings, leaping into the air to catch the individual members of Fang Force. Five for five, each with a vampire guardian at the helm, the familiars converged in the city square.
Blue Wolf and Green Mountain Lion twisted until they became legs. Yellow Beetle descended to form the torso, and opened its wings to reveal a chest. Pink Spider followed, split down the middle to unfurl so that legs and fangs became fingers; its abdomen unleashed great arms that folds around the shoulders. Last of all the Red Bat landed, curled its wings and folded into the robots chestplate. Its head shifted back to reveal a woman’s face; the face of the Fang Empress.
Whether in Milestone City or Crescent Valley, the construct was a vision of awe. If anything could bring the Abyssal Titan to its knees, it was Fang Force’s greatest weapon.
“Let’s show this thing what we’re made of!” Gold Fang roared. Continue reading “Glimmer Girl + Fang Force – Shine Eternal (Part 8)”
I woke in a strange bed, staring up at wooden beams. It wasn’t until moments later that I remembered where I was, or who I was with, or why my chest ached. What I couldn’t explain was where the top half of my costume had gone, or why I was wearing a nightshirt. Realisation filled me with horror.
The little purple bat flew over the curtain as Tanya and Lindsay entered. They smiled and bent down at my bedside. Spike perched on top of Tanya, making a tiny nest in her coif of short hair.
“How long…” The words ached and my throat was dry. Lindsay pulled a jug from the bedside table, and filled a glass.
“Don’t try to speak,” she said. “You were nearly a goner.”
I accepted the drink – gods, it was the best water I’d ever tasted – and wiped the dry flakes from my lips. In place of words I gestured to the shirt. Continue reading “Glimmer Girl + Fang Force – Shine Eternal (Part 7)”
It was only that morning that three criminal adepts sat in three prison cells in three different parts of the country. Not even they could believe in the dark magics that brought them back into the world, thus reuniting the Society of Sin.
Mr. Fahrenheit, Punching Judy and the Carbon Man advanced toward the castle which, by their reckoning, had no business existing outside of medieval England. It appeared ominous, and only became more so with the dust and wind the Carbon Man blew against it. A dark presence loomed there, which set the hairs on edge.
Punching Judy smashed her fists together. “You ready to knock some doors down?”
“I’d rather smoke them out,” said Mr. Fahrenheit. He summoned pillars of fire to leap from his palms.
“Looks like the fight’s coming to you,” said another.
A trio with blazing red capes emerged from the treeline. Each wore a uniform of a different color; yellow, pink, and green. With pride and purpose they marched toward the villains, never once wavering. Continue reading “Glimmer Girl + Fang Force – Shine Eternal (Part 6)”
A little background of Dr. Vortex, the closest thing I ever had to an arch enemy. I wouldn’t be Glimmer Girl if not for him, and I don’t mean it as a compliment. Through him my life was turned upside down, and me with it; robbed of autonomy, ripped apart by his technology, and left with a whopping case of PTSD I can’t talk about, except to my one friend.
I thanked the gods he was dead; so what was he doing in this accursed Abyssal Realm? Every inch of my body screamed to flee, but I knew that was impossible. There was no running from a man who could be everywhere at once.
Lindsay charged the enemy, and flipped her vampire-phone open.
“Soul awaken! Red Fang!”
She transformed – red vest, cape, and helmet like a bat – and sprinted at the ‘Great Vortex King’, undeterred by the growing number of steps materializing beneath her feet. The hero leaped into the air and came down, slashing with both hands, only to blip out of existence and reappear at my side. Continue reading “Glimmer Girl + Fang Force – Shine Eternal (Part 5)”
We entered the castle just as the school bell rang. What a school bell was doing in a haunted castle was beyond me, but the cavernous brick halls were filled with students, most of whom I recognized from senior year. Except they weren’t people at all; they were freakings dressed as students, wearing masks in their likeness.
“I know high school was a special kind of hell, but this is ridiculous,” Lindsay said.
My hand went limp. The air turned heavy in my lungs. I made a promise that I would never see these people again, yet there they were in twisted, monstrous form. Such was the horror of the Abyssal Realm.
Lindsay shook me back to reality. “You okay?”
I nodded dumbly.
“We’re in this together,” she said. “Whatever they throw at us, we’ll get through it. Okay?” Never once did she come off as bossy or condescending; maybe that’s why I was so ready to follow. Continue reading “Glimmer Girl + Fang Force – Shine Eternal (Part 4)”
I was in a study group when it happened. Glimmer Girl was on hold – or that was the idea – so I made a point to ignore the phone. With four assignments due and tens of thousands of dollars of student loans invested, it was the only reasonable choice.
Fate, however, had other plans.
Sat across the table was a handsome boy named Sanjay; easy on the eyes, took pride in his appearance, especially his hair. He was also married to his cell. You couldn’t part them if you tried – not when there was ‘fresh tea’ on social media and memes that needed sharing; you know, the life-blood of liberated ex-high schoolers.
He scrolled through his feed and went bug eyed, probably at a video of baby otters or something. Not that I hate baby otters. “You need to check this out,” he said.
I rolled my eyes, but couldn’t resist. Except that it wasn’t animals, or memes, or a cringe-y comment thread. The study group gathered around the screen and stared down at the image of a person in bright armor filmed from below.
“Cosplay?” someone asked.
Sanjay pushed the screen away so more could see. “Keep watching.”
The camera panned from the figure and to the building standing at arm height beside it. And not just any building, but the Donovan Commerce Building in the heart of Milestone City. It was no costume. Continue reading “Glimmer Girl + Fang Force – Shine Eternal (Part 1)”
They say that all pizza is good pizza, but eating under threat of a cruel adept left it churning in Tanya’s gut. She would have opted out completely, but Laser Lass insisted at the point of a loaded finger gun. Hours later she was still on the verge of throwing up.
No sooner had the doppelganger left than Tanya ran for her car. She threw herself into the driver’s seat, slammed the door shut, and inhaled as though every breath were her last. Soon she slowed, anchoring herself in the present, just like her psychologist had showed her, and reason took hold.
The situation was screwed beyond comprehension. What was she supposed to do about it? Sure, she didn’t want anything to do with the world of heroes, but that was no longer an option. Now that life was touched by the supernatural there was no going back. Anything else was wishful thinking.
Tanya gripped the wheel. Kaira, or at least what passed for her in some distant nightmare, stared through her long after she was gone. There was no compassion to her, no wonder. Every word from her mouth was a misanthropes barb designed to cut; like a laser, she supposed. The Kaira she knew shone. Continue reading “Glimmer Girl #29 – “Crossing Over” (Part 5)”
DIVERGENT EARTH (2):
We were safe, I think. That’s the important thing. Away from the filthy streets, the roadblocks, and giant robots that nearly blasted us to dust. Kevin and I could rest, eat and recover… even if it meant sharing space with a most dreaded enemy.
Dr. Fellows approached Kevin and I with a pair of mason jars filled with a dark, steaming amber liquid. He set them down on the makeshift table, once an industrial spool for copper wiring, and smiled in a way that shouldn’t have been possible for that face.
“Would you like sugar?” he offered. “I don’t have any cream, unfortunately. Dairy is in short supply around here.”
This was not the Dr. Fellows that I knew and loathed; the impetuous engineer for whom ego took second place to human life. Instead he was like Mr. Rogers; soft spoken in good company, and polite to boot. How such a cruel world turned such a wicked man kind was a mystery for the ages.
The tea was good, though we drank cautiously. ‘Teddy’ as he called himself was no doubt aware of our suspicion, but was understanding. The things he knew, the things he’d seen, dwarfed our experience in comparison. Continue reading “Glimmer Girl #28 – “Crossing Over” (Part 4)”
Imagine the kind of genius that takes a bat to a hornet’s nest. It was that kind of thinking that ripped Kaira Cade through a hole in the multiverse. One minute she was minding her own business, idling time tempting cats with a pointed laser finger – the next she was in a room of suits and scientists, wondering what the hell.
Someone, she decided, had a death wish.
Before they had a chance to draw their guns she was in the air, shimmering in gold and raining blasts toward every corner. They exploded on impact and seared the surfaces with sparks equal parts deadly and beautiful. She fired indiscriminately but with grace, forcing her unnamed enemies – and they were her enemies – into hiding.
In what fresh hell had she found herself, and why? There was no shortage of foes determined to put her down, and one in particular whose name she dared not ponder.
She paused and searched for an exit. The agents fumbled as their eyes adjusted. One of them blurted, “Glimmer Girl’s gone crazy!”
Glimmer Girl? The masked Kaira Cade pursed her lips. “What in the Great Satan is a Glimmer Girl?”
In the center of the room, crouched by the whirling machine, was a green haired prowler with a mysterious device in hand. Kaira nursed a moments confusion before they turned the orb they held. She started for them, only for the stranger to vanish into thin air. They were of some importance; that much was clear. Continue reading “Glimmer Girl #27 – “Crossing Over” (Part 3)”
So our first team-up didn’t go to plan. Blitz Boy… Kevin, took it hard. ‘Rookie mistakes,’ he said, like beating himself up would change things. I might have done the same in his shoes, but watching a version of myself from the outside came with new perspective.
And there were more important things. Even with Jumping Jack on the loose there was still the matter of my displacement. How did I come to an alternate Milestone City, and why? More pressing still was the question of getting home.
For answers we turned to one of the constants in both realities; InfiniTech, and its director, Dr. Storm – Stephen Storm, not Stefanie.
We descended onto the helipad atop an industrial building and there he was, waiting to greet us. He was taller than his counterpart, but remained squat and chubby. His jaw fell wide, parting at the purple streaks in his beard. Ever the fanboy.
“Twins!” he gasped. Continue reading “Glimmer Girl #26 – “Crossing Over” (Part 2)”