Wednesday, 27 August 2025

#138 Riz’s Story Time Part 4 + Short Diversions: Phantom Dawn Chapter 13

Happy Blog Day Everyone

As promised, Phantom Dawn returns today! Rose and Co discover what Eros did, and the ramifications it'll have for the town...Wait, was that the ground rumbling? The situation may be more dire than they think!

Before we catch up to that though, we have another multipart story to deal with, over to Riz the narrator for this one!

The Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz




Well, that was unexpected...Can Riz right this little story of his, or are the inmates running the Asylum? Given the characters involved, its likely it's the latter!

Artwork was a bit wonky here, and some definite colouration issues, but it adds to the charm. Was a bit brave in composition (like the behind Red Riding Bren's back shot in panel 2). It may not seem a lot, but moments like this do help me to learn.

Short Diversions: Phantom Dawn Memories of a Rose- Chapter 13

We're back to Phantom Dawn now, and its time for Eros meddling to take effect! People may have been celebrating before, but they won't be now...

If it feels like this chapter is shorter, that's because it actually is, as the original form of it would have made it the largest of the chapters so far, hence I split it for the blog. Now, there's a chance it might get edited back together in a hypothetical novella version but we'll just play that by here.

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Chapter 13











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Chapter 13: Monsters

     It took only a few minutes for the alarm to be raised about the imminent failure of the Heaven’s Rods. Whatever the man did to the one Cecily saw, happened to all the others, like a virus spreading amongst a host.
Rose was still in the jail, thinking heavily about what threat Finch posed to the town, she’d tried to get more information out of Mason, gently asking him to speak more, but he politely refused, his mood waning. 
Neal and Kurz had moved outside, debating what they’d heard, with the latter still sharing a lot of doubt. The frantic calls of help settled the matter definitively. Kurz’s face was a mix of fear, some self-hatred reserved for himself, and a large dose of anger to aim at Finch, and the culprit behind the sabotage, the man he knew as Eros. That mix of emotions took hold of him, and compelled him to re-enter the jail, rushing past Rose and reaching for Mason, dragging him face to face through the bars.
     “What did he do!” Kurz yelled.
     “Who did what?” Mason shouted back, trying to free himself.
     “Eros! Bloody Eros! It was him wasn’t it! That’s who you said Finch would send to come and get rid of us! I want to know what he did to the Heaven’s Rods!”
     “The Heaven’s Rods? Oh…OH NO!” Mason pulled himself free and tried looking out the little window at the back of the cell. “Well, there’s Finch’s masterplan! You made so much of a problem that Finch is wasting time!”
     “Oi! I’m talking to you! What will happen now!” Kurz demanded, but Neal answered for him.
     “The monsters will come and tear this place apart. That’s why he broke the Heaven’s Rods.”
     “He’s right,” Mason admitted. “He told me he wants the land, but nothing on it afterall.”
     “Then we have to defend the people!” Rose interrupted. She’d been listening to everything that had been said, and knew what the stakes were.
     “Defend the people? We’re not going to be fighting against humans this time! This won’t be like the time you punched him out!” Kurz pointed at Mason who was nodding in agreement. “No, we’ll be facing down the monsters who lurk in the wastes, and the Phantom Dawn is going to make them frenzied. I don’t think you’re ready for that,” Kurz shook his head, as if agreeing with himself.
     Mason rubbed his chin, remembering the force of the blow that Rose delivered to him. He didn’t want to see her hurt, but he had to disagree with Kurz, he thought that Rose could handle herself just fine, as soon as she got used to the idea of monsters that was.
     “Maybe… Maybe she’ll be fine? I mean, she’s got a strong left hook? She’d fare better than you at any rate.”
     “Yes, I do agree with that being the case,” Neal admitted. “Especially since I’ve already seen it happen once before.”
     “What do you mean by that? You told me you encountered her while on your way back,” Kurz remembered asking his grandfather where Rose had come from, and there was no sign of any monster attack in that tale he’d been told.
     Neal looked away for a moment, as if trying to come up with the most reasonable response.
     “I didn’t tell you about it because in part, I wasn't sure what to make of it myself, and also, I didn't want you judging Rose for that one act.”
     “And watching her single-handily beating Mason here earlier wouldn't have done the same thing? That's not information you should keep to yourself!”
     “You really need to calm down, you know…” Mason quipped.
     “I don't want to hear that from you!, it's your fault that this has happened!” Kurz spun around, pointing a finger at the prisoner even more forcibly then before.
    “My fault? Oh right, because I personally went and broke the Heaven’s Rods…”
     “This isn’t helpful, is it?” Rose said, raising her voice above both Kurz and Mason.
     “You're right, Rose. This isn't helpful. What we need to do now is temporarily evacuate people to a safe place while we assess the damage to the Heaven’s Rods,” Neal suggested, taking charge of the situation.
     “Fine…Don't think you're getting off the hook though, Mason! You're still tied to all of this!” Kurz yelled as he stomped away.

     Cecily was reaching up at the Heaven’s Rod. She’d seen grown ups messing with it only a few minutes before, a panic written on their faces that they didn't explain to her. They all told her the same thing, to go back to her home. She didn't want to do that though. She wanted to help. She stretched up on her tippy toes, her hands flailing around where she'd seen the strange looking man working before. Without having much luck, she pushed herself further, and that was when she heard a rumble. This led her to believe that whatever she was doing was having an effect. With renewed vigour, she went at it again, biting her lip as tried all she could. Another rumble struck the area, this time knocking Cecily down. Rubbing her back, she looked out across the plains, and saw that she wasn't the cause of the rumble at all, as something was snaking it's way underground, heading for the town. Cecily didn't need to think twice, she got up and ran, tears streaming down her face as the first of the monsters broke out from the ground. 
     They were small and spider like, with limbs looking like they'd formed out of the rocks. There was drool hanging down from their oversized fangs and they made a hideous sound as they moved. Cecily leapt to her feet and jumped on the Heaven’s Rod, which even in it's inactive state, the monsters gave it a wide berth as they screeched past and into the town like a living carpet. Oddly, they didn't seem destructive in any shape or form, but the people panicked all the same.

     Rose heard the cries and rushed out, quickly followed by Kurz and Neal, leaving a terrified Mason behind. Kurz had already noted her speed from before, but could have sworn that she was now even faster, the gap between her and him widening till it was the length of a street. They found the source of the panic though, as the spider-like monsters muddled around them. Rose spotted Cecily and went to her, but found the child staring into the wastes, where the cracks were getting bigger. Had anyone else been there, she might have asked what it was, but she didn't have to in the end, as a much larger creature burst through. It resembled the smaller ones but everything seemed magnified with it. The little ones took one look at their larger sibling, and pushed further into the town, desperate to get away from it.

     The large monster let out a screech and started to advance, while Rose hugged Cecily tight, determined to protect what she could….

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That's all for this week!

Till next time,

Keep on writing.

Peter James Martin

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Wednesday, 20 August 2025

#137 Riz’s Story Time Part 3

Happy Blog Day Everyone

Again, a short entry but I do have a good excuse this time instead of running out of hours in a day.

That excuse?

I'm on holiday. No where fancy of course but time off is time off. Doubly so after the amount of stressing and self-hatred I've subjected myself to over the course of the year so far in trying to get Daemon Soul 2 finished in a timely manner. So, a chance to clear my head will be much needed.

Not to worry though as Phantom Dawn will return next week as the chapter is shaping up rather nicely.

For now though, let's continue with Riz’s little story.. 

The Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz



Yeah, looks like Brennan isn't taking it well that Gallows is part of the story. Wonder why?

I think I've got things locked in place with how this will all turn out, but there's still chance things may turn out different. Afterall, these characters are very unpredictable in their own ways. As to what Brennan is going to do here? Well, you'll see next week. Not sure Gallows will be happy with it though!

That's all for this week, Rose will be back next week for absolute certain, so look forward to that!

Till then...

Keep on writing.

Peter James Martin

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Wednesday, 13 August 2025

#136 Riz’s Story Time Part 2

Happy Blog Day Everyone

Let's get the bad news out of the way shall we. There will be no new Phantom Dawn this week. I tried the best I could to get the chapter ready, but with behind the scenes stuff, something had to give this week, and that was Phantom Dawn sadly. Now, this will mean very light blog posts for this week and next (as I'm on holiday!) but Phantom Dawn will return the week after that. I just ask for your patience just that little bit longer.

With that said, over to the duo!

The Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz


Here's the 2nd part of Riz’s story, and he's introduced the villain of the piece...Gallows! Though he's looking a little more wolfy then when we last saw him two years ago! Fun time ahead for little red Brennan I'm sure!

This is looking like a 6 parter of sorts (don't expect a perfect rendition of red riding hood of course!) So next week should be a half way point? These things though often get out of hand quick....

That's it for this week.

Another short one next week while I'm on holiday, but the week after, Rose will be back!

Till next time...

Keep on writing

Peter James Martin

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Wednesday, 6 August 2025

#135 Riz’s Story Time Part 1

Happy Blog Day Everyone!

As is the pattern, it'll be a short post today while I get things done behind the scenes (like next weeks Phantom Dawn Chapter and the edits of Daemon Soul 2), but it does mark the start of another multipart Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz adventure (or should that be misadventure?).

I'll talk more about it below, but as a general update, things are holding steady at the moment. Summer holidays means kids off which then means I have generally less time to myself to work. Still, the rewrite of Daemon Soul 2 Chapter 2 is almost complete, meshing with what I'd planned previously and the new content. In contrast, Chapter 3 should port over with no problems other than a tidy up. Same with Chapter 4 when I think about it,  chapters 5 & 6 though? They'll prove harder. Had hoped to start planning for book 3 in the later part of this year but I don't think it'll happen somehow! 

Anyway, over to Brennan and Riz for their shenanigans...

The Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz




Yup, doing another multipart story. Unlike the last little arc (#130-132) at least, this one is being planned!

It's going to be 4 or 5 parts I think, definitely leaning towards 5 with what I want to do. Riz is really going to show what a unreliable narrator is!

Can't make my mind up on the expression on Brennan’s face in panel 2. He's supposed to be questioning Riz’s assertion but it looks a bit weird...

Still onwards and upwards.

That's all for this week,

Next time, we're back with Rose and company, as they have to deal with a few, monstrous, things.

Till then,

Keep on writing!

Peter James Martin

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Wednesday, 30 July 2025

#134 That Was Rude + Short Diversions: Phantom Dawn Chapter 12

Happy Blog Day Everyone

Phantom Dawn continues today with Chapter 12, and it certainly looks like things are coming to a head with this tale.

The editing work continues and its slow. What I thought was a simple find + replace job had turned to a completely new Chapter almost. The ending will still be the same but how I get there...yeah, a lot more effort than I realised. At least the next few should be a simple task of word alteration here and there...till I have to create another new chapter. Fun and games here!

Away from that though, let's check in with Brennan and Riz...

The Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz




Now that's what I call a close encounter! Wonder what Riz did to upset them, probably wouldn't be a short list...

Another experimental issue, and editing aside (one day I'll take a straight photograph) I don't think it turned out too bad.

Short Diversions: Phantom Dawn Chapter 12

We're in the final arc of the Novella now. I've been going backwards and forwards about where the end should be. Certainly I can add a lot more on this first part but I'm wary of it overstaying it's welcome.

I think my best bet is to just stick with my plans to finish this one soon, and then revisit things if I choose to self publish it later. Till then though, I'll continue as I have.

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Chapter 12












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Chapter 12: Tension

     Rose was still feeling a bit bewildered over how she felt. The town was up in arms, feeling like they had won a great victory over Finch. She made her way through the jubilant crowd, and located Neal. People were coming up to him and shaking his hand, acting as if he had some part to play in the proceedings. The folk were listening to him as he made it clear that this was all Kurz’s doing, and didn’t answer the question of if he agreed with it or not.
     “Excuse me,” Rose said, having to push her way through the crowd. Neal saw her at this point, and made his way to her.
     “Neal, please, I need to talk to you,” Rose pleaded, wanting to find someone who would listen to her.
     “Let’s go back inside, this is not the place for any sort of conversation,” Neal replied and led her back inside the building, though the noise from outside was still coming through the walls.
     “What’s wrong?” He asked as he took a seat at the table, gesturing to Rose to sit opposite, like they had done before.
     “I need to find where they took Mason. He was talking about something that Finch was planning, something he wanted to avoid.”
     “Something Mason wanted to avoid?” Unlike when Kurz said it earlier, Neal sounded more curious than accusatory.
     “He didn’t go into details, but he made it sound like he was attacking you to try and avoid whatever it was that Finch was planning. I can’t explain it, but I think he was being honest with it,” Rose really didn’t know how to explain it, there was a feeling deep within her that confirmed it.
     “Mason had always been an odd one, he had all of Finch’s armoury at his disposal, but never did anything with it. He preferred intimidation methods, only resorting to fighting when it was either a fight he knew he could win or if there was no other way. I knew my activities would have been causing Mason, and by extension, Finch a headache. I expected a retaliation like today, and had been expecting it for several months now. I was beginning to believe Mason was letting it slide, and maybe he was till Finch got involved."
     “I tried talking to Kurz about this, but he wouldn’t listen to me. I think we need to know more about what Mason meant,” Rose explained, and Neal nodded along, listening intently.
     “I know where they would have taken him,” he said after a moment. “There’s an old jail around here. It hadn’t been used since Finch took over, as his men kept the ‘peace’. We’ll go and have a chat with Mason.” 
     The pair exited the building and Neal led Rose through the streets which looked more alive than ever. Rose looked at the faces of those she passed, and those of the people still in the ramshackle buildings looking out. She understood that they must have felt a great relief in what had happened, but it made her feel uneasy with everything that had happened to them till this point, the atmosphere of fear that Finch had instilled in order to get what he wanted. She wasn’t blind to the fact that Mason had been his enforcer, that was the pretense when she beat him up herself. Still, there was a pull on her consciousness, telling her that he needed to be listened to, and that as happy as people were currently, the fight was not over yet.
     Rose had been so lost in her thoughts that she almost bumped into Neal when he stopped at their destination.
     “Are you really sure about this?” He asked her, thinking that absent mindedness was linked to who they were about to question.
     “Yes, I think what Mason knows is important for everyone in this town, and it needs to be heard,” Rose replied.
     “Let’s go in then, I don’t expect any issue with them letting us see him. They’ll be more surprised than anything else.” 

     Inside, the jail already gave off a different tone than the other buildings. While most others had been put together out of wood, or what other materials were close at hand. This place was built with stone, using the foundations of whatever had been there previously in better times. This lent the jail a sense of strength, that no matter who was inside it, they weren’t escaping its confines. There wasn’t a lot of space though, there was a desk where a guard was clearly supposed to be sitting, and then there were two cells separated off from each other. Mason sat with his head hung low, with barely any free space between him and the bars.. He didn’t say anything as Neal and Rose approached the cell.
     “Is there no one else here? I know it’s been a while since the town had anything resembling a guard, but I assumed the person who brought you in here would have stuck around,” Neal said, taking great care to speak as neutral as possible.
     “No, I’m the only idiot in here,” Mason reluctantly said, keeping his head down low. “The people who dragged me here locked me in and then left just as quickly. I think they said about someone coming back later, but whatever, there might not even be a later.”
     “That’s what I want to talk to you about,” Rose said softly. On hearing her voice, Mason’s head shot up, making it look like he was about to give himself whiplash.
     “Y-you came to see me?” he stammered. “Why?”
     “Because I want to know what you know. You were telling me something before they came and took you away. What was it? What’s the danger you know about?” Rose asked, taking a step forward to the cell. Neal went to stop her but she waved his concerns away.
“I will listen,” she added.
     Mason stood up, making it clear about the height difference between the pair.
     “I could just grab you and try to bargain my way out of this,” Mason suggested, though when he spoke, he didn’t look directly at her.
     “I don’t think you would. Not least because of what happened before.”
     “Hah, you’re right…I’ve got nothing to defend myself with there,” Mason chuckled.
     “Will you tell me then? Maybe together we can prevent whatever Finch is planning.”
     “Are you seriously going to believe what he’s got to say?” Kurz said loudly, entering the jail. “Folks told me they saw you heading this way, didn’t believe it was to talk to this piece of trash.” 
     “Kurz, I brought Rose here because she believes that Mason has something important to say. Maybe we should close our mouths and open our ears for it,” Neal suggested, but got rebuked from Kurz for his trouble.
     “He’s a snake that works for an even bigger snake! You’d be a fool to believe in anything he’s got to say! He’d sell out his parents if it would save his life!” Kurz gestured in Mason’s direction as he argued with his grandfather.
     “Would have to know who they were to do that,” Mason said to himself, his voice quiet, almost hiding what he wanted. He caught Rose looking at him though, and he realised that she’d most definitely heard it. “Ah, it doesn't matter anyway.”
     “If people are in danger, please tell us what you know,” Rose repeated, speaking over Kurz.
     “He’s going to lie to you! He’s just another thug who loves to make other people feel small so that they feel big! He doesn’t care about what happens to us, or what we’ve been through! How could he! None of that happened to him!” Kurz shouted, incensed at the very thought of listening to something he had to say.
     “I’ve not been through your experiences,” Rose said. “Does that mean I don’t care?” she asked, turning to look at Kurz. “I know I’ve not been here long, barely a few days for all that my memories tell me. Yet, I care about the people I’ve met so far. Your grandfather, Mason, and even you, Kurz. I can’t explain it fully, perhaps I’ll never be able to, but it is how I feel. It’s because of this, I don’t want anything to happen to the people in this town. Mason here knows something and I intend to find out what it is, and if it’s within my power, put a stop to it.” 
     Faced with her sudden outburst, Kurz didn’t have a lot to say. Mason, on the other hand, was taken aback by her declaration. He steaded himself, wiping away the tears that were forming at the corner of his eyes, then cleared his throat.
     “I attacked you to try and get you all to leave. If I’d done that, then I thought maybe Finch would go back on his plans,” he explained.
     “What plans?” Neal questioned.
     “Finch no longer wants this town, but he wants the land it sits on. The people are also collateral to this.”
     “Wait, you mean he doesn’t want the buildings or the people?” Rose said, tilting her head slightly in confusion.
     “No, he wants them gone completely. He wants to raze the entire town to the ground so he can build something new, and fill it with those he can keep on a short leash,” Mason looked away again. He didn’t know why, but a deep sense of shame fell on him.
     “How?” Rose reached through the bars and placed a hand on Mason’s arm. “How would he do something like that?”
     “Would it be with an army? A hundred or so men?” Neal further asked.
     “As if you’re both believing this. He only wants to pass the blame on so we let him go! Grandad, did you forget everything that his guy has done?” Kurz interrupted once more. “He’s never told the truth in his life.”
     “He has,” Rose corrected him.
     “Oh? When?”
     “Right now, for starters. This is the danger that we need to prevent.”
     “And how do you know that he’s telling the truth?” 
     “I just do. Kurz, I know you don’t want to believe in him. I can’t begin to imagine what has happened with the pair of you, but please believe me.”
     “I…” Kurz lost the words he was going to say, instead he cursed himself and walked off so that he stood next to Neal. “...Fine, if you want to hear it, let him speak.” 
     “Thank you Kurz,” Rose smiled at him, and Kurz did his best to make it look like it didn’t bother him.
     Clearing his throat again, bringing the attention back to him, Mason continued.
     “No, he won’t use soldiers for this job, not if he doesn’t have to. He’ll probably assign the job to his number one man, and let him handle it.”
     “And who is that?” Rose pressed him to continue.
     Mason bit his lip, and anxiously looked out of the window, fearful that he was going to see something there.
     “A man called Eros. Though, I never thought of him as much of a man, but a monster…He was the guy Finch trotted out if he wanted to put the fear of god in you.” 
     “Eros…” Kurz muttered, spitting at the name, what he said next surprised everyone. “Where can I find him?” 
     “You won’t have to look hard, he’ll probably be here already. Wait, you want to take him on? Did you get a big head from taking me out or summit?” Mason let out a little laugh. “This guy, he’s a professional, he doesn’t talk, he just straight up kills you if that’s what he wants to do!”
     “Do you have any idea on what this Eros will do?” Rose spoke up again. “If we act now, we can stop him.”
     “No idea on that, though, Eros often travels light and has a knack for making use of what’s around him to do the job. If I had to bet, I’d say he was already here…”

     The little girl known as Cecily was merrily bouncing a ball along. She was happy because all of the adults around her were happy. She didn’t know the reason, that didn’t matter to her. What caught her attention was the strangely dressed man standing next to the Heaven’s Rod. He ran a hand over it, as if looking for something on its surface. Without a care in the world, she ran up to him, curious as to what he was doing.
     “Excuse me mista! What ya doing?” she asked innocently.
     The stranger cast strange eyes over her, she’d never seen ones that looked like his before, the pupil being split into three circles.
     “What am I doing? Heh, straight to the point aren’t ya?” the man laughed, turning back to the Heaven’s Rod. “What I’m doing is fixing someone else’s problem. Which I do a lot of. Because people like making mistakes.” He smiled, though the girl was unnerved by the fact that his teeth were pointed. “Ah! Here we go.” The man touched something, and a slot opened up. He then turned his back on Cecily, obscuring her view, but there was a change in the Heaven’s Rod, The green lines that criss-crossed its surface started to flicker, and the structure wobbled.
     “What did you do?” A hint of fear entered the child’s voice, her mother had made it extremely clear how important the Heaven’s Rods were, and why no one should play with them.
     The man didn’t say anything, he just started walking away, leaving Cecily to gaze back at the Heaven’s Rod…

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Yup, he's definitely not doing anything good there.

Well, that's all for this week,

Till next time...

Keep on writing

Peter James Martin

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Wednesday, 23 July 2025

#133 Might Need A Rethink

Happy Blog Day Everyone

Well, I did it. I finally flipping did it. The first draft of Daemon Soul 2 has been completed in all its unreadable glory!

It has taken a long time to get to this point, and as stated for the past few weeks, I've got a lot of notes to work through now (already started on that, with some minor...and some bigger changes) and to avoid any past mistakes, I'm not going to put any time scale on when the edits will be finished. Obviously I'd like it done faster, as that then frees me up for other stories, and the inevitable book 3, but if it takes me till December, then thats that.

I'll try to post another except soon, once I find a part that won't spoil things for the few of you that are looking forward to this.

My approach to editing this time round has been to create a new document, a version 2, and then copy and paste the chapters, one by one, doing edits and moving on. This'll give me two complete manuscripts, albeit one thats an easier read than the other. I'm still not sold on the idea that some of my changes will make for a better story so this way I get to have my cake and eat it.

Enough of that though, let's move on to our favourite duo.

The Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz


Not my best work this week I'm afraid. It was a toss up for the punch line, being a case of "they hear you, they'll send the lawyers" and then the option I went with. Had fun with the critters though but, I won't be returning to this idea in a hurry.

That's all for this week!

Join me next week for another chapter of Phantom Dawn, as we head straight to Finch’s sinister plan.

Till then,

Keep on writing

Peter James Martin

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Wednesday, 16 July 2025

#132 That Tracks Too + Short Diversions: Phantom Dawn Chapter 11

Happy Blog Day Everyone

Chapter 11 of Phantom Dawn is the order of the day here. I think we're slowly reaching the top of this part of the story, and I can already tell that editing this and straightening it all out is going to be a bugger, but that tends to be the case when doing a story like this. My hats off to those who regularly do this on sites like Wattpad, and have it be consistent.

I'm down to a couple of paragraphs now for Daemon Soul 2, and rather than being hard to write, it's finding the time this past week as the end of the school year is all but a few days away. If Daemon Soul 3 takes this long to write than I've definitely got problems.

Before we discuss more Phantom Dawn, let's check back into the third part of an unplanned trilogy with the Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz.

Comic Tales of Brennan and Riz



Yeah, I continued the story thread on, and I ran headlong with the Looney Tunes references this time, along with a Worms Armageddon reference for good measure. I'm a little burned out now for references so it'll be back to original Riz hijinks next week...unless I get fixated on watching old Looney Tunes cartoons but I may save those ideas for a rainy day.

Short Diversions: Phantom Dawn- Memories of a Rose Chapter 11

Here's the end of the fight and it shouldn't be too much of a surprise to those familiar with the comic version. What is different is everything that happens afterwards (with one exception with the appearance of one character, though they haven't killed anyone yet...). 

Let's read on...

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Chapter 11: Victory At What Cost

     “Don’t look down on me!” Mason was becoming more increasingly erratic. Almost as if every option that had once been open to him, had been peeled away from him. The speed he bore down on Kurz was almost superhuman for the bulk that Mason carried with him, but his opponent stood steely eyed, to the point it seemed he was daring him to act.
     Mason swung in with his right fist, putting it all into the one punch, lying to himself that’s all it would take. 
     Kurz had been waiting for this, he was familiar with Mason’s fighting style having been subject to it multiple times already. He quickly threw the loop of rope around the brute’s right hand before it could connect and then ducked under the punch, pulling the rope as he did. This caught Mason off balance, turning his weight against him, and caused him to crash into the ground.
     “Guess the first round is mine. This isn’t going as you thought, is it?” Kurz said mockingly, as he put some more space between himself and Mason, almost goading him into charging again.
     “Stop. Resisting!” Mason snarled, wiping the dirt from his mouth.
     “Make me. You’ve been strutting around these parts for too long, thinking you and Finch own this place, along with everyone in it! How’s the dirt taste? That’s where you belong!” 
     Mason got back to his feet, and realised with a smile that Kurz’s rope was still attached to his arm.
     “Not so bright are you! You’re making it easy to do this!” Mason pulled on the rope, intending to drag Kurz into his waiting clutches.
     This is what Kurz wanted him to do, again, showing his familiarity with how Mason had fought before. Leaping into the air, once more, he let Mason’s strength work against him, as he added to Kurz’s forward momentum, and his foot connected with Mason’s face. The impact caused Mason to let go of the rope as he staggered backwards, a decisive hit.
     “You’re going to pay for that!” Mason screamed out in rage.
     “I’ve heard that one before, and I’m still waiting,” Kurz replied idly as he turned his attention to his next move. While he could have humiliated him all day, Kurz wanted to end this, and he knew just the trick to achieve that, and to prove why he should have never been underestimated. He flexed the rope a few more times, while getting it into the desired pattern he needed. To a foe who knew it was coming, it wouldn’t work, being easily countered. He was banking on Mason being too angry to notice an obvious trap, and to his credit, he was correct.
     “I’m going to use that rope to hang you with!” Mason charged again, his hands reaching out for Kurz, wanting to break something, or perhaps even everything.
Breath, and slow down. You’re in no trouble here, Kurz told himself. While before, he had waited to the last moment and reacted coolly, this time, his movements had to be perfect, otherwise Mason would have got his hands on him, and that would be that. There was now only seconds to when Mason got a grip of him, a singular second, a microsecond even. Kurz moved his hands quickly, snaking the rope around Mason’s trunk-like arms and back out again.
     “Got you!” Mason laughed, as he put his hands on Kurz’s shoulders. “I’m going to squeeze the fight right out of you.
     “Oh? How can you do that when you can’t move your arms?” Kurz asked in response, acting unfazed by his predicament.
     “What are you talking about? Just watch me move my arms now!” Mason’s smirk grew so it stretched ear to ear. Without realising the danger he faced, Mason went to follow through with his threat, and that was when Kurz let out a breath, and put his own plan into action.
     Kurz’s movements were so quick that most of the onlookers only saw the end result, and not anything leading up to it. Rose saw everything, and she was in awe over it.
     Kurz weaved the rope smoothly in between Mason’s arms, creating a series of loops. In the space of a second, he’d pulled it tight and the deed was done, Mason’s arms were bound together.
     “Wha-What?” Mason stammered as he fell forward, his momentum causing him to fall over. He tried to get up, using only his legs, but Kurz had already taken the liberty of doing the same manoeuvre to them as well, completely immobilising him.
     “This fight is over,” Kurz announced, causing a cheer to erupt from everyone watching. “Thank your lucky stars I didn’t do worse to you considering everything you and your boss have done to people across this region.”
     “You don’t understand!” Mason pleaded, now completely panicking. Kurz had moved on, going into the crowd who were all congratulating him.
     Rose was still listening though, she hadn’t moved from her spot, even as people pushed past her to join in the mini-celebration. She watched as Mason’s calls turned into tears. The way he was presenting himself before, it would have been safe to assume he’d be angry and raging at his defeat, but here, it was the opposite. From watching him, she felt his sorrow, that this wasn’t the turn of events he wanted, but was it really because he lost? That was what she wanted to know.
     “Did losing mean that much to you?” She asked Mason as she approached him. She crouched down, so she could better look him in the face.
     “Losing? You don’t understand what losing means! I was only trying to save everyone!” Mason said, he stared Rose in the face. “You believe me right? You have to get them out of here otherwise everyone is going to die!” 
     “What?” Rose stated in surprise. The frank admission and plea had taken her aback.
     “They don’t know what he’s going to do now!” Mason’s eyes showed his abject fear.
     “Who are you talking about?” Rose thought back to what she’d learned, and remembered the name of the man Kurz hated, Finch. The pieces were falling into place for her. “Is Finch going to do something? Is that what you’re trying to say?” 
     This question wasn’t answered as a group of people hauled Mason up while laughing to themselves, and carried him away. Rose heard muffled chatter about an old jail but not quite where it was.
     “Wait!” She called out after the people, but either they didn’t hear her or they just ignored her. “I need to speak to him properly!” Rose started to try and follow them but lost sight of them as they entered the town.
     “Now, we can finally start to turn this place around, make it someplace worth living in…” Kurz said as he stood next to Rose, oblivious to what had just happened between her and Mason.
     “He said Finch is planning something,” Rose shared Mason’s admission, hoping that Kurz might decide to act on it.
     “What? Is that what Mason told you? It’s probably a trick. You can’t trust anyone that would work for Finch,” Kurz replied. “Thank you though for staying out of the fight. It made up for the embarrassment I suffered earlier.”
     “He seemed to be sincere to me…” Rose said, but Kurz waved her response off.
     “I thought you were naive, guess I was right. You should be happy that we settled this without anyone dying, instead of worrying about someone who was in the wrong anyway. All he cares about is himself and his boss.” Kurz quickly left, with many more people wanting his attention, leaving Rose on her own, wondering about it all. The situation wasn’t sitting right with her.

     What no one knew was that the fight had attracted attention from further away, as a gaudy looking man stood observing with a pair of binoculars, talking into a communication device that was clipped to his ear.
     “Yeah, boss. You were right. He got his ass beat by that old guy’s grandkid. Want me to spring him?”
     He tried to spot where they’d taken Mason, but the buildings were too dense to make anything useful out.
     “Leave him there eh? Sure, no skin off my nose,” he continued, agreeing with the other side of the communication.
     “I’ll sort things, don’t you worry about that. They can enjoy themselves tonight, as tomorrow…They’ll be swept away. Eros out.” The man lowered the binoculars and looked down his nose at the town who had no idea of the threat being amassed against them.

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