Wednesday, 20 May 2026

#176 Riz vs A.I. Part II + Short Diversions: Avalon Tales Chapter 6

Happy Blog Day Everyone!

Chapter 6 is here for Avalon Tales and it's time for the story to get into gear! The operation starts, but is it going to go smoothly? What do you think. Check it out down below!

In other writing news, everything is plodding along nicely, Chapter 11 of Avalon Tales is complete following a change in plans regarding its composition. It was going to be a Chapter of split perspectives but I decided to split that up into another chapter to give the main focus its own space. On the plus it means that Chapter 12 shouldn't take that long to do...Famous last words and all that.

For Brennan and Riz, things are ramping up in their short and now all I have to do is increase the pace, and then end it...and then edit it, you know the fun part which sucks all life from your body. I often go back and forth on if I actually enjoy editing or not but it boils down to how much work is ahead of me. I can often be found cursing my past self because of this, and I get the feeling that this Brennan and Riz short is going to be no different! Still, it's nice to be doing there little fights again, they always flow so nicely. If I could figure out how to have a whole story consist of nothing but their back and forth, I'd draft it in a heartbeat.

Speaking of that duo though, let's see how they're getting on!

The Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz




The 2nd part in now what's probably going to be a longer series, which will mess my daily schedule up over on Blue-Sky (for those unaware I post daily strips over there, returning to the beginning every time I run out of comics) as I'll need to start over again before this little story is complete. Anyone following along like that will have a hefty weight to get the continuation!

Had some fun with this one as I referenced an absurd mechanic from a popular video game franchise. Love doing little touches like that.

Short Diversions: Avalon Tales Chapter 6

With the purge operation in full swing, Isabelle and her team arrive to clear out some demons, despite her unease with certain mission aspects. After all, nothing ever goes so smoothly 

I'm afraid I'm going to have to go back on an earlier promise about new art this week. It was supposed to be of the Squires Issac and Jessica, but the quality just isn't there and they deserve better. I'll take yhe designs back to the drawing board and work on them a bit more till I feel they're ready for public consumption. I'm hoping to get a picture of Rainer ready for the next chapter but we'll see how it goes.

Right, on with the chapter!

Avalon Tales Chapter Index







Chapter 6

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Chapter 6: No Smooth Sailing

     Isabelle took the first step into the cold night. It was that awkward time of year where it’d ceased to be winter, but the spring weather and warmer nights hadn’t quite asserted themselves yet. The combat gear she was wearing mitigated the majority of the chills that normal people would feel, if anything she was perhaps too warm for her liking, but she endured. Ramona quickly followed behind her, putting her hand on her shoulder, the one opposite to where her scar was this time.
     “Good luck out here, Knight Major,” Ramona said as she pointed to her ear piece, which was pretty much a confirmation that Cade was now listening in to the feeds. Isabelle didn’t know how he was even capable of doing something like that while also fighting, but supposed it was no different to all the times that Rei was working in her laboratory but also deafening everyone else with whatever flavour of rock music she liked at that point. Jessica and Issac were the next ones to step out, and neither’s mood was much better than before they left the base.
     “Do you know where your team is to be positioned?” Ramona asked.
     “Yes, Knight Master,” Isabelle replied punctually, knowing that answering differently would get a certain someone’s back up. “We’re to proceed to quadrant 3B and to start scouring the area for demonic activity. We’re to eliminate any enemies we find, and if possible, follow any retreating ones to their nests. If that isn’t possible, we are to hold ground till the teams designated as searchers locate the nests directly. At that point, as long as our areas are clear, we converge and burn the nests and anything within them till there’s nothing left.”
     “You know when you talk like that it sends a chill down my spine, so cold and detached. And people think you only got this job because of your father? You’re a knight at heart, just like your mum, princess,” Ramona patted Isabelle on the shoulder. “Go do her proud.”
     Those words caught Isabelle by surprise, they’d been on hundreds of missions together, and never once had she said anything to that effect to her before. She thought maybe it was Ramona’s way of reminding her that she trained underneath her mother right before her death.
     “Knight Master Brunor! Is that really necessary at a time like this when we should be beginning the operation?” Cade asked, interrupting the moment.
     “I was just offering encouragement to a subordinate! That is what good leaders do!” Ramona shouted back, she covered the microphone and then turned back to Isabelle: “I swear he’s forgotten what it’s like to actually be part of a team. It should be funny how he finds it being shackled to Rainer and Lucy tonight. I can guarantee you there’s going to be arguments before the night is over!” Anyway, good luck, let’s get this started,” Ramona added before walking off with her own team who had just been standing there bemused with the situation.
     “You heard the Knight Master,” Isabelle announced, turning back to her own team. “Let’s get to our position and begin the operation. By the end of this mission tonight, there will not be a single demon left alive in Highdale. For Queen and Country!” Isabelle called out, getting caught up in things. Issac and Jessica just looked at each other, before offering their own weakened version. “We’ll work on that later,” Isabelle said with a sigh.

     Quadrant 3B turned out to be a far away section of the industrial estate. While some of the buildings looked to be in use, though closed for the night, others looked abandoned, which made them perfect places for demons to nest. Isabelle almost wished to have been one of the teams that was to head into the town, to flush out the demons and chase them to their nests where they were hiding. Despite the isolation of their location, Isabelle still ordered her team to stay out of sight as best they could, hiding in the space between buildings, so as not to spook any demons that may be lurking around. darkened alleys to avoid suspicion. In the distance, she could see some of the other teams doing their patrols. Some of the problems she had with the operation reared their head again, as she saw other Avalon teams very close by. She figured that it wouldn’t take much for her to hit another soldier on the head with a stone at the distance they were with one another. Looking up to the top of the warehouses, Isabelle wondered where Robyn was stationed, knowing that her and her team would be up high, unless they were ordered to go into the town to keep an eye on things there. She just hoped that she was using something a bit better suited to the terrain than her composite bow, a situation like this, with some distance involved required more heavy duty firepower.
     “Excuse me, ma’am?” Jessica asked meekly, breaking up the quiet. “I meant to ask this earlier but…”
     “What is it, Squire Dodson?” Isabelle turned her eyes to face her.
     “That weapon, ma’am, that’s not standard issue is it?” Jessica pointed at the prototype Saviour Blade. “I mean, it sort of looks like the Knight Inquisitor’s weapon?”
     “Only that someone attached a bit of junk to it,” Issac quipped.
     That comment brought a smile to Isabelle’s face, she thought of what Rei would say if she found out about it, and the tantrum she’d throw. Insulting her was one thing, but insulting her inventions was far worse in her eyes.
     “I’m testing it for Merlin,” She finally answered. “We’ve spent a lot of time trying to perfectly replicate Saviour Blades. This is just the latest attempt.”
     “What’s wrong with the standard issue ones then? Or the knives they give us?” Issac reached down to his leg and pulled a combat knife from its sheath. He held it up as if Isabelle had never seen one before, despite the fact that she’d had several over the course of her time with Avalon, having even broken a few of them in the midst of combat.
     “The standard issue swords and other melee weapons only contain small amounts of Saviour Metal, so they are effective against weak demons, the type we’re hunting tonight.”
     As Isabelle spoke, the scanning device that was attached to her belt started to bleep, it was slow at first but quickly sped up indicating that the demons were close by. “They’re here. Squires, take up arms.” Isabelle readied her own weapons. While she normally stuck to her preferred armaments of a small handgun and a sword, this time however, she opted to take an assault rifle, in addition to the other weapons. This was for speed. The rifle had been pre-modified to be almost silent, to minimise the risk of the noise attracting unwanted attention. Jessica and Issac had the standard weapons, which was all they needed as far as Isabelle was concerned. With a hand signal, she started directing them to her flanks as the trio started their hunt. Chatter over Isabelle’s ear piece started immediately as other teams started encountering demons.
     “This is Squad Swinton, engaging demons in quadrant 4C.”
     “Squad Reins, demons found in quadrant 2A, beginning purge.”
Isabelle knew that those teams weren’t that far away, meaning that the demons were all coming en masse, which struck her as odd. Still, she would not shy away from her duty.
     “What’s the plan?” Jessica asked as the team moved down between two more buildings, taking care to avoid all the related machinery that was dotted around, that would have bene used for loading and offloading trucks in daylight.
     “You and Squire Kenner are to stay by my side and fire into the middle, funneling the demons towards me and cutting off any escape route they may try. I’ll handle anything that comes our way. If one manages to escape our net then we can track it to the nest.” Isabelle explained, though there wasn’t any time to take it in as ahead of them, a pack of five demons were bounding towards them, their mouths foaming as they charged ahead.
     “Fire now!” Isabelle ordered, and to their credit, the Squires recalled their training perfectly, despite their nerves, and stuck to the plan as they were told. The stream of bullets took down two of the demons within the first seconds, while Isabelle herself used precision shooting to put down another. Right now, the other demons would usually turn tail and run, after seeing their allies cut down so brutally. These creatures though, kept on going, despite it amounting to suicide. Isabelle couldn’t let this phase her now, and with a swift wave of her hand, got the Squires to narrow their shooting range, the bullets almost crossing over each other as another demon was reduced to bloody ruins. The last one was caught in the legs, but was still crawling towards Isabelle, literally pulling itself towards her. She bade the Squires to stop as she holstered her rifle, and pulled out her handgun. That was when she noticed that the demon, despite being right next to her, instead, crawled past her.
     They weren’t running at us, they were running away…Were they all running? Isabelle wondered, though regardless, she still had a job to do, so calmly, she aimed and pulled the trigger, eliminating the last of the demons.
     “This is Squad Blake, all demons in our quadrant have been eliminated, we’ll hold here to see if there’s any stragglers, over.”
     “This is Knight Master, Brunor. Squad Blake, your status has been acknowledged. Will update with status shortly.” Isabelle knew that speaking like that must have been eating Ramona up inside, but there could be no short cuts made with a Knight Inquisitor on the scene.
     “What do we do now then?” Issac asked, lowering his weapon, while doing his best not to look at the demonic remains that were quickly dissolving away.
     “We wait till further orders come through. Per the plans, if no demons retreated to a nest, actions will now be taken to determine where that nest is located and we will move to purge it.”
     “Is there only one nest though?”
     “For a town of this size, it’d be more surprising if there were multiple,” Isabelle explained as she holstered her weapons and ran her hands through her hair, wanting to destress and rid herself of her doubts at the same time.
     “Tell you one thing, I’d hate to be on the clean up crew for an operation this size!” Jessica laughed, breaking the tension of the scene and allowing some brevity to settle.
     “You and me both!” Issac laughed, and in the moment, Isabelle felt at ease.
     This didn’t last long though as another voice came through her ear piece with a burst of static:
     “Isabelle? Is that you, what’s the point of having open communication channels if no one bloody uses them!” 
     Isabelle recognised the voice as Rei’s, but she had no idea why she’d be calling her now. She checked the receiver that was attached to her belt, and saw that the call was coming over her private channel, one that was used for peer to peer communications. It was granted to higher ranking members of Avalon for lone operations where the privacy of the open channels couldn’t be guaranteed. There had been only two people Isabelle had shared the details with about how to contact her, Robyn and Ramona. Given who had just called her, it didn't take long at all to work out who told first.
     “Rei! What are you doing! This is my private channel!” Isabelle said in the loudest whisper she could do.
     “Well excuse me for trying to pass on some absolutely vital information! I mean, its only your life in danger, so maybe that’s not important to you!” Rei shouted sarcastically in return. 
     “If its that vital, then why not use the open channel or at least inform the command chain of what’s going on! You’re just lucky that Cade isn’t listening in!”
     “Don’t you think I tried that first, you white haired idiot! The open channel has been ironically locked, with the only people having access to it being you dolts in the field.”
     “That can’t be right, it’s supposed to remain open as a way of direct contact with headquarters in case of emergencies.”
     “I know what it’s supposed to be like, you know what it’s supposed to be like, but it isn’t. I can’t get a message to either Ramona or that other prick, the Master of Arms.”
     “So I was the first person you called?”
     “Third actually.”
Isabelle didn’t know how to feel at that revelation. Should she feel hurt that despite being Ramona’s second in command near enough, that she was a back up choice to the back u, or glad that she ranked so high in the first place.
     “Who were there other two people?”
     “Robyn and the pompous ass who had a stick up his ass. It was Robyn who told me to tell you! Cade insisted I tell no one else till he verified things. Like hell am I listening to him though!” 
     “We’re getting off track now, tell me what you need to tell me,” Isabelle ordered, wanting to get to the heart of the matter.
     “Okay two things, first, the Master of Arms has screwed you all over by insisting that you use the older Demon Sensors MK II for this mission instead. Those old models can’t detect demonic presence over a certain strength, which is why I designed the Minerva system…”
     “Focus Rei!” Isabelle interrupted, she felt her scar tingling which didn’t bode well as the tingling was only growing in sensation.
     “Basically, your night is about to get a whole lot worse, my sensors are picking up really strong demonic activity, coming in from the north. That’s not also the worst part, Your-” Before Rei could finish that sentence, she was cut off.
     “Rei! Rei! Come in! Your what? Tell me!” Isabelle shouted but got no response.
     “Knight Major? Is…Is everything okay?” Jessica asked, approaching carefully.
Seemingly ignoring her, Isabelle pulled the scanner off her belt, holding it in her hands, there was no reaction unlike before, there was no beeping or alarms. No sign of any trouble at all. She trusted Rei, and she trusted the reaction she was getting from her scar.
     “Get ready for combat, We’ve got unannounced enemies bearing down on us. These will not be like the demons we’ve already killed. You shoot when I tell you to shoot, you run when I tell you to run. Is that clear?” She addressed her two Squires, whose nervousness exploded, somewhat predictably.
     “W-Where are they coming from?” Issac asked as he raised his weapon, turning the barrel of his weapon on anything that moved or even swayed slightly.
     “I don’t know, but they’re coming,” Isabelle replied. “We stand back to back, okay? Then we’ll start to head to the nearest team in order to regroup. We have to inform the Knight Master, and the Master of Arms about the situation.” Isabelle knew that Robyn would be making her own way to her, there was no other outcome if she’d been given the same information that she got.
Isabelle felt a pain where her scar was, before she felt the first tremor. Thinking quickly, she pushed Issac and Jessica out of the way as the ground broke beneath them. Several other potholes opened up as well, with a strange mist pouring out of it.
     “Toxic gas?” Issac asked, turning to Isabelle for some guidance.
     “Cover your mouths! Now move!” She shouted at them. She didn’t know what the gas was, but she also wasn’t taking any chances. Her first responsibility now was to get her team to a safe spot to regroup.
     “There’s something coming out from the hole!” Jessica screamed as she aimed her gun, as a shape bigger than the demons they’d just killed, crawled out, followed by another one, and then another. These three demons were taller and broader than the others, and were a deep crimson colour. Their faces weren’t visible, being hidden behind a mask with a visor that glowed an ominous red. The gas seemed to be coming from cylindrical devices attached to belts they wore around their waists. They were lightly armoured, with a style that seemed to mesh what the soldiers of Avalon were wearing and armour that gladiators would have worn in ancient times. In the most telling difference between the other demons and these newcomers, the latter was armed.
Isabelle had to look twice when she saw what looked like sub machine guns welded together, and painfully bolted to the demon’s wrists. The demons gargled a word that Isabelle couldn’t understand, but as they pointed the guns at her and the others, she got the meaning pretty quickly. The gun fire tore up the ground, or what little of it was left, as Isabelle and her team scrambled to get out of the way. Isabelle tried to return fire, but was unable to aim properly.
     “Issac! Jessica! I want you both to run to the end of the alley while I provide a distraction! I’ll be with you shortly!” Isabelle dropped all the formalities, knowing that Cade wouldn’t be happy, but that was the least of her worries at the moment.
     “B-but!” Jessica started to say, but she didn’t get to finish the argument, as Isabelle turned and gave her a look that scared the Squire more than the demons.
     “MOVE!” Came the single word response. Reluctantly, the Squires waited for the signal to run, and Isabelle didn’t waste a single second, as she rushed forward, surprising the three demons who had to break off their own gunfire to deal with the Knight Major who was now in their midst. Isabelle struck out with the prototype Saviour Blade, activating its power supply as she did. To her relief, the blade slid into the armour like it was paper, proving that Rei did, in fact, know what she was doing. The demon showed no discomfort with the pain though, and tried to grab at Isabelle with it’s free hand, the sharp claws raking up the rubble of the pavement. The other demons changed tact and went to strike her down as well, but she was faster than they were, and was already bringing the blade down in another arc, hoping this time to at least dismember one of the demons. Out of the corner of her eyes she spotted Issac and Jesscia, nearing the point she told them about.
Now I just have to disengage with these three and catch up to them, then we can show these fools how Avalon fights…Isabelle thought as she sidestepped away from the three demons, her intent was to double back to the Squires, under the cover of their suppressing fire, and then, as a team, cut them down to size, but a small explosion ended that idea. The blast happened where the Squires had stopped. Isabelle only turned to see the aftermath, and couldn’t see where Issac and Jessica were, she stood wide eyed, as three more demons emerged, these ones with weapons that looked very reminiscent of bazookas. Caught in between two sets of demons, Isabelle didn’t have time to react properly, only narrowly avoiding an attack from the demons she was originally facing. The bazooka armed demons launched a volley, and while they fell short of the target, the blast still knocked Isabelle into a wall, winding her, and covering her with dust and dirt. Isabelle, barely keeping consciousness, looked up as the demon went to take advantage of her position, but a rallying cry interrupted what should have been her final moments as a long figure appeared on the roof overlooking the alley.
     “FOR QUEEN AND COUNTRY!” A familiar deep voice bellowed out. Isabelle looked past the demon, who now looked like a deer in headlights, and saw Leo, her father standing proud, flanked by his own retinue. He leapt down as his fellows opened fire with high precision rifles, gunning down the bazooka armed demons first. The other three turned their attention to her father, who was armed with his own True Saviour Blade, the weapon that had been christened Caliburn long ago. In predictable fashion, the demons raised their guns and opened fire, but it didn’t stop Leo from cutting them down in turn, despite taking a few hits as they fell. 
     “Dad?” Isabelle managed to say before she blacked out…

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Next Chapter (not live yet)

Well that about wraps it up for this week. Chapter 7 drops in a fortnight when some big players enter the scene and the plot really gets moving! We do have to suffer through another in-between week mind but I'm sure we can trudge through.

Till next time,

Keep on writing!

Peter James Martin

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Wednesday, 13 May 2026

#175 Riz vs A.I. Part I

Happy Blog Day Everyone!

Yes, it's an in-between week again, but not to worry as chapter 6 of Avalon Tales drops next week!

Work continues on both Avalon Tales and my new Brennan and Riz story. I've been able to fix the issues I had with both of them though a new one arose with the latter, namely I've already half way through my alloted word count and I'm only just about to get into the story proper! This is going to be a problem that is going to be sorted during editing I think as I suspect my love of starting in media res then going backwards is the cause here, as I've potentially waffled too many words away.

With regards to Avalon Tales, I'm hopeful this new chapter will be finished sooner rather than later as its now officially the longest I've spent on a chapter since I started serialising the series. It's a pivotal chapter that I'm going to have a lot to say about when the time comes but it's a see saw trying to get balanced what I want to reveal and what I want to keep hidden until a later date. Of course, the next few chapters should also be interesting to write as we near the end of this story...

For now though, let's see what Brennan and Riz are up to!

The Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz


Riz and A.I? What could get wrong? Turns out a lot actually! As you might be able to tell, this is a multipart storyline for the duo. How many parts? No idea yet...but I'm thinking three...and a epilogue to finish up. All hinges on how the story progresses...

Massive apologies for the artwork this week, really I should have started over again but the deadline was right on top of me, also, Riz is in definite need of a hair cut I think!

That's all for this week,

Till next time...

Keep on writing!

Peter James Martin

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Wednesday, 6 May 2026

#174 Ninja Rat + Short Diversions: Avalon Tales Chapter 5

Happy Blog Day Everyone!

Chapter 5 is alive! With this, we can finally transition into the rest of the narrative, but that narrative came into some rough waters this week!

I was working on Chapter 11, getting halfway like I stated last week, till I had an unfortunate brainwave. Unfortunate in the sense that it was all to do with the chapter I'd just previously written! While I can't state what the idea was (not know anyway), I  can say it involved more than just editing a few lines. This took an entire week to put right but I do think the story is all the better for it, now I just have to re-sync chapter 11 up to what I wrote, and not get any more bright ideas about earlier chapters...that can't be sorted out during editing of course!

As hinted at last time, there is no new pictures accompanying this chapter. Might try to get one done for next week...definitely need a couple for the chapter after mind. Watch this space.

Brennan and Riz's new story continues, albeit more slowly than I would have liked but I have more confirmation that where I want to submit it too is open till the end of May so fingers crossed I can get it to them in time.

Speaking of that dynamic duo, looks like Riz has a new costume to try out! Let's have a look.. 

The Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz




Ninja Riz, Ninja Riz! Getting himself into a tizz!  This strip didn't quite turn out how I wanted. Something was definitely lost in the process between thinking of the idea and drawing it.

In case it's not super clear, Brennan caught Riz in a spotlight in the last panel. The more you know!

Short Diversions: Avalon Tales Chapter 5

As the time comes for Isabelle to finally meet the two soldiers in her command, the operation can finally begin...

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Chapter 5


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Chapter 5: Assignment

     The corridors that Isabelle found herself in now were vastly different from the ones she left when she went into Rei’s lab. Now there was a sense of frantic energy as everyone rushed to make their final preparations before the mission began. Whereas before she got some comments aimed in her general direction, here, no one paid her any attention. If they saw her, they didn’t register it and treated her as just something in their periphery. She was able to move in and out of the personnel rushing, till she collided with someone else. 
     “Ow!” Marie said, rubbing her back. “I knew I needed to find you, but I wasn’t expecting to literally run into you!”
     “I’m sorry, it’s hard to manoeuvre here and keep track of what's ahead, especially if you’re moving the wrong way to everyone else,” Isabelle held her hand out towards Marie, who grabbed it willingly. “Are you okay?”
     “I’ve been through much worse when I used to be out on the field, so don’t worry about it. Anyway!” Marie finished dusting herself off and seemed to re-energize herself ”Ramona asked me to come and tell you that you’re to meet your team in the garage, and that you should go and get all your gear ready now.” She said it all with a smile.
     “Okay, understood, not that there’s much to get ready as that was one of the first things I did when I clocked in this morning,” Isabelle admitted.
     “Had a feeling you’d say that,” Marie said with a laugh, I’ll walk with you to the lockers, I’ll treat it as a little break. Think I deserve that much!”
     “I’d say, Robyn tells me off for how many hours I put in to this place, but you must easily do more. Doesn’t your family life suffer at all for it?” Isabelle said as the pair started walking.
     “It’s true that I work a lot, but I work a lot in bursts. I still get time to be with my family. Plus, it’s different now that Terry’s older. I used to worry about him before he found his friends, and I know they’re all good kids, especially that Elessa! She’s got a good head on her shoulders. Oh, there I go, going off track again. At least you get to see Robyn here and outside of work.”
     “I guess we do, though I know some of the comments we get when we do dare to spend time together between missions.”
     “Don’t listen to them, there’s nothing wrong with either of you. Really, they should be putting that time and energy they spend poking into your business on better things like their actual jobs here. I swear some of the things I’ve read on mission logs, there’s soldiers here that need their heads banging together.” 
     “Robyn keeps threatening to do that,” Isabelle pointed out.
     “So she should! If either of you two were my daughter, I’d be proud of how you’ve come along, especially within the organisation,” Marie swung her arms out to make a gesture, and nearly knocked another soldier off their feet. “Sorry about that!” She called back.
     “Nothing gets you down does it?” Isabelle asked, going directly for her demeanour.
     “I can’t let it, I’ve got everyone to keep on top of as part of my role,as head of admin, and well, just making sure everyone is alright.”
     Hearing Marie say that made Isabelle think back to previous times, and how she always made time for her, even when she was a simple squire. There had been bad missions, those days where things just never worked out. Marie had been there for all of them and then some. If Isabelle saw Ramona as a big-sister stand in, then Marie was the mother.
     “You okay there? I know it’s not the mission in your head, not this one anyway. I’ve seen all the paperwork and it is a very basic job, the sort I would do when I was on the front lines.”
     “No, it’s not that…I was just remembering things.”
     “Good things I hope, besides, you should be focusing on the present, or at the very least, looking to the future. I can just see you running this place you know.”
     “Is that because my dad does now?” Isabelle asked, this was a comment she got a lot, though not said in Marie’s cheery manner.
     “No, because of the dedication you’re already showing. No one else comes in several hours early before a briefing, I can tell you that much.”
     “Haven’t we already established that you also came in on a long shift just to make sure things were sorted?” Isabelle retorted with a raised eyebrow. Part of her was happy that Marie was going down her hard work route, but at the same time, she wanted to be a bit cheeky. 
     “I’ve got no interest in running this place, I’m happy where I am. Plus those hours? Don’t think I could trust Gabe or Terry that long on their own! I would have no problem serving under you though,” Marie offered a salute. “Even though we are both the same rank currently.”
     “Knight Major…I thought my dad would actually be pleased for me when I told him that I got the promotion on the back of Ramona’s recommendation.”
     “And mine, I put in a good word too, as did someone else…Can’t remember who at the moment.”
     “You did? Why? If I’m terrible at this, that’ll affect you too.”
     “Except you’re not terrible at this? Trust me, my little bell, you’re doing great, now tell me, future Lord Commander, what’s the first thing you’d change about this dreary place?”  
     Isabelle looked round at the hallways as they walked, and the drab walls were covered with paintings that looked like they’ve hung there since they were painted at some point in the seventeenth century. This had been the decision of Ramona’s predecessor, who thought it would be a good look for some reason, but it made the place look old and dark.
     “Me? I’d modernise this place, with more clean colours, and lots of directions.”
     “You mean so I won’t have to keep pointing out to the new squires where things are when I find them lost and confused? That’d be a revolution that I’d vote for!”
     “Well, you’ll be waiting a while. I doubt I’ll be able to get higher in the ranks while my father is in charge. I swear he’s doing everything he can to block me. I’m just lucky to have Ramona in my corner,” Isabelle admitted.
     “From what I’ve heard, and from the scant conversations I’ve ever had with him…I believe that he thinks he’s doing all this to protect you…” Marie examined Isabelle’s non-believing face. “You’ve heard that before haven’t you?”
     “It’s okay, it’s a common theory and I can understand, but…” She trailed off, unsure of how to answer. “My practical experience begs to differ, I’m afraid.”
     “Sadly being a family counsellor isn’t one of my skills. Still, if you ever need to talk about anything, absolutely anything, I’m only ever a phone call away, unless we’re in work, and then I’m sure we’ll bump into each other.”
     “Literally you mean.” 
     Marie laughed as she heard that.
     “I guess I do that a lot don’t I!” Both her and Isabelle shared a giggle with that, though Isabelle realised where they were.
     “The lockers are just down there. I’ll let you go wherever it is you’re needed now. Don’t worry, you don’t have to babysit me now,” Isabelle offered Marie a salute.
     “Yes, I better let you get back to what you do best,” Marie returned the salute.
“Remember what I said earlier, once you’re finished, both you and Robyn can come and find me, I’ll put the kettle on. It’s a promise, okay?”
     “Definitely.”
     With that, Marie went on her way, her slow walk turning into a quick jog once she realised that she was running late once more. Isabelle watched her go before turning to the matter at hand.
     There were others there, but Isabelle tuned them all out as she made her way to her locker, and quickly got all the gear she needed, not that there was much other than changing her uniform for her combat fatigues. In fact the biggest item she was missing now was her body armour, which she’d get on route to the garage. Normally, she made sure to place all non-combat essentials back in the locker, a sort of exchange but there was always one exception. A heart shaped locket that Robyn had given her for their 2nd anniversary. It was one of those that split in half vertically, allowing a picture on each side. On one half, was a heavily cropped photo of the pair, while the other, was a picture of Isabelle’s mother, Diana. Robyn had copied that photograph in secret for the sole purpose of using it in this locket, not wanting to damage an original. Isabelle often supposed that she should keep this safe as well, having almost lost it a couple of times in high risk demonic encounters, but she shook that notion away, always wanting to be reminded of what she was protecting.
     She left the locker room just as quickly as she entered, and stopped by the armory to get her body armour, which fit tightly over her combat fatigues. She got her side arms and checked them thoroughly, before attaching the sword that Rei had given her, alongside its sheath. This was something that turned a few heads, swords weren’t the standard armament for those under Knight Master rank. Even as the murmurs caught Isabelle’s ears she brushed them off as she always did, there was no time to dwell on them, not while there was work to do. Leaving the armoury, she made straight for the garage. As she went, the personnel around her were now similarly armed, and she imagined what the scene would look like for the support staff that were watching as the preparation unfolded. For them, it would have stopped looking like the beginnings of any ordinary mission, and would have looked more like a full scale invasion. 

     Upon entering the garage, Isabelle spotted her new squad mates almost immediately as they waited for her. There were two of them, setting them up as a team of three, as per the mission plans. Forty eight personnel, all split into sixteen teams of three, another facet of the plan that made no sense when focused on, as the teams were going to be stepping on each other’s toes in the small area that was Highdale’s only industrial estate, not to mention how suspicious it was going to be to the locals. Isabelle could only hope that some sort of sense would come once everything was complete, which wouldn’t take too long given the area they were working in. Nonetheless, Isabelle vowed that no screw up would come from her end. 
     Taking a deep breath, Isabelle calmed herself and walked over to the two squires she’d be working with, the pair giving an immediate salute as she neared.
     “Squire Kenner! Ma’am!” Issac said in the stiffest manner possible.
     “Squire Dodson! Ma’am!” Jessica repeated the same greeting.
     An awkward silence fell on them, as Isabelle recalled that these two hadn’t seen any actual combat, and in normal circumstances, a purge mission was an unfair one to simply throw them into. She became aware that the two Squires were waiting for her to say something as they stood there, anxiety written on their faces.
     “At ease,” Isabelle said, finally. The two squires became a little more relaxed though both were still tense. “While I’ve not gone over your records in great detail. The fact that you’re both here, means I can trust you’re capable of getting the job done…I’d much prefer you having other field experience instead of this, but we do what we must.”
     “I have field experience, just not within Avalon,” Jessica said, raising her hand. “I was stationed at an RAF base in Europe when we were attacked by…those things.” 
     This comment had Isabelle going back to the file quickly. From the lack of detail given for the pair, she had assumed that they had come up from one of the noble families, but clearly this wasn’t the case.
     “I’m the same actually, I was transferred from the army. Had only been out of basic training a few months before they attacked us. Me and the other survivors were told we had to come here. Well, I was sent here, don’t know where they all ended up,” Issac offered his own experiences, that tallied up with Jessica’s.
     “I wasn’t aware, I’m sorry,” Isabelle said, she hadn’t been mistaken,despite quickly skimming over the information, what they had described hadn’t been present, as though it wasn’t anything important that she should have known about. She made a mental note to chase it up with whoever prepared these documents, but as it stood, there was little time.
     “Let’s start again,” she took a deep breath, allowing things to settle before addressing the Squires one more time. “I’m looking forward to working with you both, and I have trust in your capabilities. This may be your first mission, but if you follow my lead, then I’m sure you’ll both serve with distinction.” She thought she’d managed to compose herself fairly well. Her earnest demeanour had certainly allowed the pair to relax a bit more, but it was short lived as Cade Anderson approached them, tapping a clip board as he did.
     “Please proceed to your designated transport, you’ll have time to talk about the mission and other matters on route. We’re running behind the agreed schedule,” he said in his monotone way.
     Isabelle felt his clinical like eyes, so readily obeyed, he had a point after all. Issac and Jesscia followed her lead as they went to their transport, which was a converted van, the sort a tradesperson would be seen darting round in. Despite its appearances, it had been reinforced, a thin layer of Saviour Metal had been applied under the normal framework, and the inside had been fitted like a roll cage, which increased its safety though it made for a cramped travelling space. Isabelle had ridden in one many times, but she wasn’t sure about her squires, but while they looked a bit uncomfortable, they didn’t complain. The seats were arranged on the sides of the van, though due to the modifications to it, there wasn’t a lot of space between them. Everyone stored what weapons they could under their seat, while Isabelle had to hold onto her sword. Due to their size, they could never hold many, six at the most inside and two up front including the driver. As it turned out, she was sharing her transport with Ramona and two other Knights who she recognised as Lori Fern and Warren Allan. Unlike her pair, she knew those two had definitely come from the noble houses, but were well regarded Knights of Avalon all the same.
     “I assumed you’d be riding up with Rainer and his team?” Isabelle asked, calling to Ramona who was sitting directly opposite her.
     “No, He’s up front with his second in command, and with the stuffy Knight Inquisitor as his third. I feel sorry for the other team that got stuck in there with him,” Ramona nonchalantly replied.
     “Knight Master! Can you really talk about the Master of Arms like that?” Jessica asked meekly, even raising her arm.
     “You can tell your new here, I don’t really go for all that pomp and circumstances like everyone else,” Ramona explained. “I mean, I’m not saying we’re going to go full casual, just don’t take the mick with it? Princess! Back me up on this!” Ramona threw the comment to Isabelle, who wasn’t expecting to be pulled back into the conversation.
     “Oh, no, she’s never been one to go with the excessive title use. It was the first thing she drilled into me when I first arrived as a Squire. She was only a Knight Captain then,” Isabelle replied.
     “You were such a baby chick,” Ramona giggled. “So different from now. Hopefully that change will run off on these two,” she gestured to Issac and Jessica. “I want everyone under my command to not be robots who follow orders without thinking. If I wanted that, I’d get our resident mad scientist to work something out.”
     “I don’t think Rei likes it when you refer to her like that,” Isabelle replied.
     “Then she needs to stop reinforcing the image.”
     Isabelle couldn’t argue against that.
     “Ma’am?” Jessica asked, turning to Isabelle. “Is there some pre-mission prep we should be doing while on route?”
     “We normally do a checklist when we’re within five minutes of the target area. However, Highdale is still some distance away, so if I were you, I’d focus on getting into the right state of mind; Our one and only goal tonight is to purge the demons where we find them. We all need to be vigilant.”
     “Any ideas on how to do that? I mean, no matter what has already happened, the idea that we’re going against demons is always hard to grapple with.”
     “I get what you mean, except that this is our reality. I don’t think anyone here wouldn’t wish for the ignorance of not knowing what’s truly going on out there. What normally works for me, is I try to focus on what I’m fighting for. The reason I put myself through all this.” 
     Isabelle caught Ramona watching her as she was talking, clearly curious about what was going to come out of her mouth.
     “And what is that? If I’m not over stepping my bounds, ma’am?”
     “That I want to protect, like my mother before me,” Isabelle replied, allowing her eyes to close as she thought back to that time, her younger self sitting on the bed, while her mother prepared herself for work.
     “That is why I fight,” she added.
     “You never disappoint, princess,” Ramona said affectionately, proud with her answer.
Both Issac and Jessica fell silent, thinking about what Isabelle said, and with that, they all stopped talking, allowing a somber mood to filter through the transport, as they sped to their destination.

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That's it for this week! It'll be another in-between installment next time, but I'll try and see if I have anything interesting to say!

Till then...

Keep on writing!

Peter James Martin 

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