Violence.

Plunders.

Murders.

Piracy.

Four common crimes to do for a pirate.

But what if we add fantasy? Magics? Swords?

The one who used to be called the king of pirates on the modern-day suddenly got teleported to a world where magic and swords are common.

What will the modern pirate king do next?

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One of The King of Kings Series

Violence.

Plunders.

Murders.

Piracy.

Four common crimes to do for a pirate.

But what if we add fantasy? Magics? Swords?

The one who used to be called the king of pirates on the modern-day suddenly got teleported to a world where magic and swords are common.

What will the modern pirate king do next?

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One of The King of Kings Series

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I admit, I was a bit more incensed than I expected, at being duped by fate, and not getting a chance to extort a gift or a boon in return.

As ROB explained, Fate was the force to swing the destiny of the worlds into the "Good" track, while the force "The Other" wanted to swing the world into "Bad" track.

It was also explained to me, that the nature of infinite possibilities, and equally infinite realities meant the worlds often trailed on the "Bad" Track naturally, than the other one. And so, on a regular basis, since they were already winning across so many worlds, "The Other" would often light a spark, and let go of the world, while Fate had to be involved every step of the way.

The Other was also a shrewd being, as he often made an infinitesimal change in the world. Something along the lines of, make a god think of ambition and a desire to rebel, make a holy and virtuous man to look the other way, make a powerful noble or even king get drunk on power, make a powerful sorcerer doubt his morality, and so on.

These changes were impossible to notice, until they had done their work, and often Fate was forced to react to the change, than to get a chance for a preemptive strike.

And that is why, there were more "Bad End" realities, where either someone like me is sent to correct them, or if we let it remain bad, or even make it worse, those worlds are isolated, and made into Invader worlds, which are used for Omniverse scale of Olympics, where the Invaders attempt to conquer, and the natives attempt to defend.

And all this is allowed, because ROBs enjoy and get entertained with these Inter-reality "TOURNAMENTS".

And I learnt from this, that if I decided to side with "The Other", I could even join on the side of Invaders, in these "games", or I could choose the Fate and side with the defenders. Or I could switch during the games, or choose to be the third player in the game, and destroy both the worlds. I had the LITERAL "GODDAMN FREE WILL" to choose, and fate or Other couldn't act against me.

But with the scheming from Fate, I had decided to choose the next world to trip Fate's plans. I was pissed off a little, and wanted to throw a wrench in Fate's designs, and mess the bitch up.

But that brought the question of which world to choose. Supernatural worlds would be my priority, as I cannot imagine a world without magic, and I couldn't make it too easy by being the only being who could use magic in the world.

Small worlds like those from TV series like The Magicians, Locke and Key, The Warrior Nun, The Order, The Grimm, or even something like Twilight, Vampire Diaries, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, were very interesting as I wanted to be a Vampire, or a werewolf, but I didn't want to be limited by the curses and weaknesses of the vampires and werewolves from these worlds. Of these the Twilight had the god aweful stupidity of glowing vampire cunts, but I wouldn't mind the Empath, Precognition, Mind Reading powers of those vampires, let alone the preternatural strength and speed augments and whatever the fucking hell that Volturi chick had.

But I wanted to also go to the Underworld movie series, and become the original vampire and werewolf, but the silver weakness and the sunlight weaknesses were undesirable and not worth the tradeoff.

So, if I ignore the Western media, I had the Shounen Anime and something like Hellsing, Naruto, One  Piece, Dragon Ball could be fun, entertaining, a good power boost. But not exactly what I wanted to do right now. I wanted a world, where I could diametrically oppose the Fates, and even if the Fate series sounds like good place to start, I am not sure how I can even complete against the literal God-killing weapons and the sheer dependency of magic and power on the power of faith, belief and legends.

I could go for DxD, but there are literal gods scheme against each other, and humans suffer, as the pawns, under the ambitions and cruelty of those above.

The same for the rutty bitch of a God, in Supernatural, which would have been a cool monster hunting bitch fucking world, if not for the puppeteer God, who acts like a cunt, when someone messes with his Doll House.

But, that meant, I needed a fantasy world with a general good ending, where there are attainable powers, but no ultra powerful being behind the curtain. And there were very few of those kind around.

"I am not sure, what world I want to visit. Could you read my mind, see my choices and help me decide?"

I asked ROB, who has been the most ideal and patient Jumpchan anyone could ever dream about. 

"Sure I can."

Saying that, he brought a giant list before me, where the Sci Fi worlds were crossed out. Worlds like Lord Of The Rings, Stephen King and Lovecraft series were struck out, the same way the Percy Jackson and the Elder Scrolls were struck out.

I saw the list appending itself, as more and more worlds were crossed, and equally large number of others were added to the list. 

I saw the Grudge series, Final Destination series and Avatar:The Last Airbender was still there, and told him to take those away.

He did so, and I saw the Hellsing and Castlevania were removed as well. I shut up, as more and more names came up, and I told him to not add those with which I wasn't familiar. Something like Dresden Files and the like would have sounded good, if only I was aware of the plot and the story completely.

In the end, there were children shows like Xiaolin Showdown, Winx Club, Rwby and Worm left along with a few other names like Marvel and DC, which I told ROB to keep on the list, just like Sabrina the Netflix series, American Gods, and even some series like Mortal Instruments, Shadowhunters, and a few other of the kind.

I wanted to look at my available options and discuss the possibilities of my wishes, before I committed to a single world. Perhaps, I could just go through all these worlds' main plots and hit up on the call button, and get a "Beam Me Up!"

The possibilities were endless, and I had a while to decide.


A regular man from our world gets to reincarnate and travel various worlds of fiction assisted by the memories, experiences and abilities of Agent 47, along with a Hammerspace and infinite ammo weapons. SI with Multi-series crossover. First up Harry Potter world!

Antonio "Anton" Aizpurua is a young man in his early thirties. Who is a graduate of the University and is at the crossroads of seeing what he is going to do with his life. Unfortunately he has not been very successful in getting a good job that allows him to undertake.
This has condemned him to being a complete failure and having to live with an aunt. He lives with a job he hates as a customer service operator at a cell phone company.
Besides that, he is a lonely person who finds it difficult to connect with other people, especially with women. He has a single friend named Guillermo who has the same dilemmas as him and with whom he shares his sorrows and challenges.
This whole situation makes him immerse himself in his fantasies. He is a great fan of literature, especially fantasy. The vast majority of his time is spent fantasizing and daydreaming. Even all this grows to lead to the development of a series of fantastic stories starring a female character with whom he will end up obsessing.
On a day like any other you will be walking through a park when you will be hit by a sudden electrical storm. Our hero is struck by lightning, but he comes out absolutely unscathed but he will also end up acquiring a rather peculiar power, that of creating things at his will. He can create anything just by wanting to, from inanimate objects to living beings, including people.
This new power added to his overflowing imagination will result in all kinds of varied, strange, electrifying and even dangerous situations. Our hero will end in a thrilling odyssey where the barriers of fantasy and reality will be completely destroyed.

A hero's unfortunate death. The birth of a villain who shall take the whole world by surprise. Will he fulfil his father's dream or give it one hell of a nightmare.

Ray was quite amazed by the carriage he was riding. Although he absolutely didn't want to appreciate his enemy's carriage but the carriage was really comfortable. Although the carriage was running through the forest but there wasn't a little bit of tremor inside. "Some kind of magic maybe" Ray wondered. Besides the creepy gaze of king Stephen everything else was okay. Suddenly the carriage stopped. If the scenery outside the small carriage window hadn't stopped he might be remained in dark.
"Your highness, we have reached the first magic transportation circle." One of the fellow subordinate or knight spoke from outside. King Stephen descended from the carriage holding Ray's basket roughly. Then hurriedly moved forward towards a huge magic circle which were glowing brightly with golden light. Ray looked at the huge magic circle pattern curiously. Surrounding the magic circle there were about thirty long blue robed man standing in a particular distance. They were continuously sending a golden shining light from their body to the magic circle. Their faces were very pale as if their life force had been sucked dry.
"They might be the legendary mages described in the fantasy books" Ray thought.
"Has everything been prepared?" Stephen asked a blue robed man who was leading the thirty men. 
" Yes your highness."
Stephen didn't speak nonsense anymore and rushed to the centre of circle. Soon the blue robed mages began to chant some gibberish in unison and the circle glowed brighter and brighter. But to Ray their chanting seemed quite "irritating" to the ear like some devil's whisper in horror movie.
" It's not at all pleasant like those online novels say." Ray annoyingly thought. Soon the bright light covered his vision and he had to close his eyes. When he opened his eyes he was in a completely different place. 
"waa..ai..ah??!!" -wow. Ray was amazed. "It's  really a transportation magic circle." 
Ray's attention was soon captivated by a new magic circle nearby. There were about sixty mages supplying their magic in the circle. This circle was far more complicated and weird than the  previous magic circle. Well 'weird' might not be the right world to describe it. It was pure 'evil'. Cause the bright light magic supplied by the mages were all transformed into pure dark magic by the magic circle. No, the magic circle wasn't exactly transforming the light magic into dark but the artefact that resided in the centre of it. It was a small rectangular platform with a half meter length leg in the centre that supported it and it was painted in black. The platform was decorated with four black gems at the four corners which even in the dark were glowing with black lustre.  The platform was inscribed with innumerable unrecognisable spells which also were glowing mysteriously.
"How's everything going Ben?" Stephen asked, " You better hurry."
A mage as peculiar as Stephen approached him. The mage's black hair was like bird's nest and his eyes were like panda because of the dark circles. He hurriedly said,
"Your highness, everything is ready. With the first ray of dawn we will start the ceremony. Your highness, first place the child on the platform. The sun will rise at any moment." 
Stephen hurriedly went into the circle to place the basket on the platform. But as soon as he entered a cold shiver ran through his spine. The dark magic was too strong here. He placed Ray's basket on the platform and smiled creepily at him, "how are you feeling little devil? Cold, isn't it? You know a  normal child would die the moment they entered such high intensity dark magic field. But look at you,.....you are only slightly shivering. You ... surely are a living miracle, aren't you? So how could i allow you to live. But don't die on me here. okay? Die on the other side. Hahaha..."
Soon the first ray of dawn touched the magic circle. Stephen hurriedly left the circle. The mages began their chanting, this time more loudly. The circle glowed with black light intensely in contrast to the upcoming dawn. It was as if life and death were confronting each other but death was spreading it's hideous claws onto life while destroying it.
"Too dark...too cold... can't breathe..." Ray in the midst of the circle was suffocating. There wasn't a little bit of light he could see. His whole body was bursting with pain as if someone was pricking thousands of cold needles all over his body. He was a little scared at this moment. In his last life he had no family, no ties in the world so at the face of death he was relieved. But in this life he had family. Though he spent only few minutes with them he tasted the sweet love and he was addicted. He wanted more of that love. He wanted to live. 
Suddenly the pendent around his neck given by his mother began to emit a soft glow which surrounded his entire body and eventually made a barrier around him. The pain and cold disappeared slowly. Ray could breath again. But it could only prevent the dark magic from entering the barrier not the dimensional transportation. Soon there appeared a big dimensional crack above him out of nowhere in the air. The crack opened to form a giant hole. Inside the hole was infinite darkness which had no end.
Even Ray who had lurked in the world of darkness, trembled. In no time the dimensional hole sucked him in it's immense darkness. At this moment he seemed to heard a ferocious roar and his mother's voice calling his name desperately and some other male voices. Well it might be death previous illusion.
After that Ray fainted.
..........
.....
Imogen was flying as fast as possible. At this moment he noticed a intense black light some distance away. He quickened his flying pace. Arnold and Alexa also noticed it at this moment. Their faces paled. Arnold gritted his teeth, " Such dense dark magic!!"
As they drew near they saw a giant dimension crack appeared above a huge ominous magic circle. Alexa's heart almost stopped. Lucas's eyes widened.
As the dimensional hole sucked the dark magic the darkness reduced. Then they saw a basket placed on a platform and a child lying in it.
Alexa cried out,"Ray ...!!!!!"
Arnold lost it. That's his precious child. But he had been suffering alone in the suffocating dark magic alone.
 Imogen saw the child and roared with all his might to stop the upcoming event but he was a little bit late cause as soon as he landed near the magic circle the dimension hole sucked Ray inside it's infinite darkness and then closed and disappeared completely as if it was never there.
Lucas couldn't believe it. Their little youngest brother just disappeared and King Stephen said his soul will be destroyed, meaning he would never exist again. Lucas teared up. 
Alexa went into daze. She thought the goddess's blessings would protect her son but this blessings now acted more worse than a curse. His son's whole existence was gone.
Arnold and Imogen were both so very angry that their whole body was shaking. Anger, frustration and helplessness mixed together and created a emotional turmoil in them. It was as if they were at brink of losing sanity. They looked at Stephen like he was a dead man.


His real name was Ryan Hansen but to the world he was known as zero, the only S rank assassin of the world.

To protect the only light of his life he sacrificed himself. At the face of death his only wish,"If there is another life after death, please give me a loving mother like her"

He was reborn. He was also given a mother. But who knew fate was so cruel. He was separated from his mother on the very first night of his rebirth. He was sent to a place of no return. 

Follow Zero as how he became a interworld mercenary hopping through different worlds to return home and afterwards becoming god. But returning home was just a beginning........

"Can anyone tell me how i became a prince of a whole empire after returning home? I thought our family was poor" He thought
"can anyone tell me how can i have a fiancee? I don't remember being engaged"
Mother,"son, you have suffered enough.I have prepared a small villa for you"
pointing the large palace,"this is small?"
Dad,"son, you have suffered enough. Here's the key of treasury."
"......"
elder brother and sister,"Ray you have...huh, little brother where have you gone?"
* The above image is not mine. Credit to the artist *

The light escaped Ajax's eyes and was very bright that blinded the beautiful woman for a moment before she shockingly looked at Ajax.
"What happened to you? Are you mesmerized by my handsomeness?"
Ajax jokingly said the beautiful woman with a slight smile on his face.
"Shameless,"
After hearing Ajax's words, the beautiful woman replied with a scoff as she continued, "You have only 10 minutes left for the completion of your three hours trial time."
As soon as she finished her words, she left from there and didn't bother with him anymore.
'Damn it! Why is he so lucky?'
While returning back to her tree, she cursed Ajax's good luck.
'Ding,
 Congratulations to the host for comprehending the Longbow Dao.
'Ding,
 Congratulations on successfully reaching the level 2 Longbow Dao.
'Ding,
 Congratulations on successfully completing the second trial.
'Ding,
 Please complete the remaining trial within the next 10 minutes; otherwise, the host will lose all the rewards he got in this hall.
Just as the beautiful woman left in front of Ajax, his head was filled with a series of system notifications that made him excited and at the same time, he became anxious as he had to finish the last time within 10 minutes.
"Calm down. You can do it, Ajax,"
Ajax calmed himself down as he looked at the distant monster peach as he readied himself.
Even though the trial looked very simple to him, Ajax felt there was something wrong with the trial because the last two trials were also difficult.
'I hope, there will be not much difficulty in this trial,'
Soon, he aimed at the monster peach using the arrow from the magical quiver with the help of the longbow.
'Swoosh'
Without wasting any more time, he released the arrow at the monster peach; however, just when the arrow was within a few meters, it was deflected by something invisible to his eyes making him anxious.
'Here comes the difficulty of the trial,'
Ajax was not surprised much by the sudden deflection of the arrow as he had already expected this kind of thing to happen.
'Hmm..how to hit the monster peach with the arrow?'
Ajax was trying to find a way to complete this trial and started thinking of various possibilities for the deflection of the arrow.
'Ding,
 Less than five minutes to go.
As he was in his thoughts, the system sent a warning notification to remind him of the time.
'Argh'
With the system notification, Ajax became even more anxious as he finally came to a conclusion.
.....
Inside the mercenary guild,
While Ajax was busy clearing the halls in the battle tower, inside the main hall of the mercenary guild, there was a tension environment.
"Guild master, I have had enough of your actions. Today, if I don't erase your mercenary guild, I will change my name,"
Looking at the guild master, five old cultivators, Edmond and others' happy expressions on their faces, Stephen Daraton could not endure them for much longer before he snapped at them with a face full of rage.
'Here comes the interesting part,'
'Let's see what the guild master will do?'
'I hope both side fight and injure themselves then I can have my chance to rule the Zrochester province,'
Sensing the powerful energy fluctuations from Stephen Draton's body, everyone started whispering to each other or muttered to themself.
As for the leaders of the top powers, they were thinking of replacing the royal family, if the mercenary guild injures the royal family.
Even a cat would fight back if it is cornered and injure the attacker before dying. Just like that, all the heads of the top powers hoped the mercenary guild to injure the royal family as much as possible and it would make the royal family reveal all its trump cards.
"Your majesty, this is not the royal hall or the royal city. It is my mercenary guild and I will laugh however I want. If you don't like it then you can leave it," Even then, the guild master showed no fear at all as he spoke in a calm tone that made all the leaders of the top powers excited.
'Holy heck,'
'Even though the king is not very powerful, those old monsters sleeping in the royal tombs can't be taken lightly.
'Excellent guild master. Make the king even more angry,'
Hearing the words of the old guild master, everyone sitting in the main hall started their whispering once again.
"Really? Then I will erase this mercenary guild,"
As soon as he finished his words, the king rushed at the guild master in an attempt to take his life in a single attack.
'Your majesty, don't do it,'
However, before the king could even take a couple of steps towards the guild master, he was stopped by the old royal minister.
'Hey old man. Leave me; otherwise, I will make you beg me for your death,'
The old royal minister's cultivations were a little higher than the king. So, he was able to stop the king without much difficulty. That was the reason why the king didn't force himself towards the guild master; instead, he asked the old minister to remove his hand from his shoulder.
'Let me say something first; after that what you want to do I will leave it to you,'
However, the old minister didn't take his hand off the king.
"Say it,"
Stephen angrily replied to the old minister.
He was very angry that his minister had placed his hands on his shoulder in front of everyone.
'Stephen, if you mess things up, I will leave the royal palace and then you will be on your own,'
All of a sudden, a familiar voice resounded in Stephen's head that made him shuttered as he immediately suppressed his anger and calmly returned back to his seat.
'...'
Seeing the king's actions, everyone became flabbergasted as they didn't understand what happened to the king all of a sudden that made him calmed down.


#Silver prize winner in the Webnovel Spirity awards Spring 2020
My other books:-
Sovereign of the firmaments.
My Cultivation System. 

Ajax was an orphan who survives a massacre along with his friends but unfortunately gets separated from them.
 Fortunately, after a turn of events, he successfully gains a system which helps him increase his cultivation, but doesn't know what it is called.
 But he knows one thing for sure, this system is very powerful and helpful in taking his revenge.
 "Whoever you are, I am gonna find you", Ajax mumbled himself with a disgruntled expression.


 In a world where Summoning of an elemental spirit is done through a dream when they are 15 years old, Ajax with the help of a system and his summoned spirits sets out on a journey to seek revenge against the mastermind behind the massacre.
 
 

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1903
Work at the eventual site of the Mexico City airport unearths a statue of the Aztec sacrificial goddess Coatlicue (Ko-at-LEE-quay), "She of the Serpent Skirt." Considering it too hideous to be viewed, the authorities of the day order it quickly reburied.

1913/1914
Still hale at 71, American journalist and occult writer Ambrose Bierce leads a large, armed-to-the-teeth expedition into the state of Chihuahua during the Mexican Civil War. No convincing explanation has ever been given for its mission or its complete disappearance. The eventual discoverer of the most famous Crystal Skull - British author and explorer Frederick Mitchell-Hedges - is in Mexico at the time, and his record of encountering Bierce late in 1914 is the last credible clue to his fate.

1914
Remembered as Adolph Hitler's evil tutor, Karl Hausofer was the son of Germany's ambassador to Mexico. There he receives some exposure to Native tradition and access to a powerful psychotropic drug presumed today to have been peyote. Hitler's experiences with this drug and Hausofer's geopolitical theories would go on to play a large part in the development of the Third Reich.

1915
Roycroft founder Elbert Hubbard is lost and presumed dead after the sinking of the RMS Lusitania. His reasons for journeying to Europe during the rage of World War I remain mysterious. While Hubbard vows that his purpose is to meet Kaiser Wilhelm II and stop the war, rumor holds to this day that his true purpose was a secret synod with a Rosicrucian society ready to surface after being underground for over a century. Later the same year the world's most prominent Rosicrucian society reforms under the acronym AMORC ("The Ancient Mystical Order of the Rosy Cross").

1916
With five American divisions poised in support at the Texas border, General John Pershing leads a 12,000 man foray into Mexico. A search for Pancho Villa is the official explanation, but the rebel is hard to miss at the time, and many believe that Pershing must have been after something else.

1924
At the Maya site of Lubantuun in Belize, Frederick Mitchell-Hedges uncovers the most impressive of the known Crystal Skulls, the so-called "Skull of Doom," with its detachable lower jaw made from the same block of quartz crystal. Currently on semi-permanent display in Chesterton, Indiana, the Mitchell-Hedges Skull is lifelike enough to be reconstructed into the face of a woman of likely Polynesian ancestry.

1926-present
The man whom Stephen King calls, "the twentieth century's greatest practitioner of the classic horror tale," H. P. Lovecraft (1890-1937) develops a unique motif in macabre fantasy based on "the Great Old Ones," a pseudomythological pantheon of demonic, extra-terrestrial beings at work behind the world's most sinister evils. Presuming it nothing more than fantasy, Lovecraft and the writers of his circle - like Robert Bloch, Algernon Blackwood, August Derleth, Fritz Lieber, and "Conan the Barbarian" creator Robert E. Howard - gleefully perpetuate "the Lovecraft Mythos," [also called, "the Cthulhu Mythos," so named for Cthulhu (Ka-THOO-loo), its chief demon]. In the 1930s, though, Lovecraft is astonished to start receiving fan letters from a loner in Buffalo, NY, pronouncing him a prophet. A night watchman and amateur antiquarian, William Lumley (1880-1940) insists to Lovecraft that he has struck truth with his themes of occult orders, pre-human cities, power-icons, and the dreaded return of the Great Old Ones. Lumley has seen the signs, he writes, in Western New York, which may even host a portal to that horrid other realm. Lumley's only published story, "The Diary of Alonzo Typer," appears in 1938 in "Weird Tales" magazine. It is set near Attica, NY, thirty miles east of Buffalo.

1938 -1945
One of the Third Reich's least-appreciated penchants is its search for legendary occult objects, including the Spear of Destiny, the Holy Grail, and the Ark of the Covenant. Sacred dates fit into the mix. Hitler dies on April 30, 1945 - May Eve/Walpurgisnacht.

1945
The only Masonic order of American origin, the Order of Quetzalcoatl is formed in Mexico City by Arthur J. Elian, an American World War II veteran.

1970s-1990s
Tourist disappearances along the Tex-Mex border spark rumors of a cult of witches recreating old Mesoamerican sacrificial rites.

1973
Speechless, sightless, tattered street people begin to be reported in many parts of the world.

1988
Serial murders break out in Rochester, NY, an exact century after Jack the Ripper's London season. A Rochester native, Francis Tumblety (1833?-1903), was one of the likeliest suspects to have been the original Ripper. The name on the family marker in Rochester's Holy Sepulchre Cemetery is strangely misspelled: "Tumuelty."

1994
A mysterious object is found near Victor, NY, at the preserved Seneca community and park today called Ganondagan. The object itself is spirited away, most likely to the nearest Seneca reservation, the Tonawanda, and the incident is quickly hushed. There are rumors that the item is an artifact and that it is composed of quartz crystal.

1995
A strangely-dressed, undernourished, middle-aged man is found along a country road in Clarence, NY, shot dead with a deer rifle from long range. Of Middle Eastern ancestry, he had been blind. His eyes had been burned or bored out sometime in his twenties. He was wearing a simple rag across his unusually-healed sockets.

1999
Under the pen-name Mason Winfield, Ward Courier, an independent-school English teacher and paranormal buff from Buffalo, NY, publishes "A Ghosthunter's Journal." The author considers the thirteen stories to be no more than fictional embellishments of local urban legends and witness accounts of paranormal events.

2002
A psychologist in Amherst, NY, interviews a patient with repressed memories of "The Whistlers," an order of blind, telepathic assassins.

2005
The Drug Enforcement Administration hears of a new substance making its appearance in the United States. Its nicknames include "savvy," "goo," "grey," and "know-know." Its unprecedented psychotropic effects include access to the deep corners of the mind and even the activation of ESP. Suspected of South American origin, its distribution hub seems to be in Buffalo, NY.

2006
The Federal Bureau of Investigation begins to trail a violent, high-stakes smuggling ring that deals in Native American antiquities.

2007
A crystal artifact, an anatomically perfect human jaw, turns up in central Ohio. Soon after it surfaces on the underground antiquities market, its vendors - three pothunters - are found dead.

2007
Law enforcement agencies in Buffalo, NY, begin a series of interviews with author Ward Courier about incidents that seem to be foreshadowed by the stories in his book, "A Ghosthunter's Journal."

2008
In pursuit of an antiquities ring led by a former American college professor, a team of American undercover agents comes upon a compound near San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato province. They find a number of bodies but no cult-leader.

2009
In Mexico's Chiapas province, a team of anthropologists reports the discovery of a perfect crystal skull with detachable jaw in a ruined city, then disappears. A team of American agents is sent after them.

2009
In Mexico's Chiapas province, an American agent comes upon a deserted estate replete with ancient statuary and a "tzompantli," an Aztec-style skull rack holding dozens of skulls. Most of them are at least decades old, but some have been recently-placed. The freshest heads appear to be those of the cultists who had maintained the rack. A surveillance video contains only one seemingly impossible clue to their killers.

2010
Anthropologists near Cayabamba, Peru, find a mass graveyard by a Moche temple at the foot of a mountain fifty miles inland from the Moche's traditional coastal home. They find an elite tomb near a ruined pyramid dedicated to an insectoid vampire-god.

The Present
In a mountain range along the Afghan-Pakistani border, a blind, ageless mystic, "The Old Man of the Mountain," sleeps in a pose of prayer that has lasted, they say, since the Crusades. Sometimes he laughs in his dreams, they say, as he surely did on September 11, 2001.




Author:
Author, teacher, storyteller, and supernatural historian Mason Winfield studied English and Classics at Denison University, earned a master’s degree in British literature at Boston College, and studied poetry and fiction at SUNY Buffalo with professor emeritus and MacArthur grant recipient Irving Feldman. He has written or edited fourteen books, including the regional sensation “Shadows of the Western Door” (1997) and “Iroquois Supernatural,” co-authored with Michael Bastine, on the traditions of the Six Longhouse Nations (Inner Traditions International/Bear & Company, 2011). Several of his surveys of upstate folklore and paranormal tradition may be found at the website of Western New York Wares: www.buffalobooks.com. He may be reached at www.masonwinfield.com.

An anatomically perfect human jaw fashioned of diamond-hard quartz crystal is uncovered at an Ohio burial mound and sold on the underground antiquities market. Shortly after, three pothunters are found dead.

A mysterious new drug suspected of South American origin surfaces in Buffalo, NY. Its unprecedented psycho-tropic effects include the momentary activation of ESP. 

Blind, speechless, emaciated street people start appearing in many parts of the world. An urban legend-cycle forms around them, and the name of a murderous old cult, “the Whistlers” attaches to them.

An archaeological team at a Mayan site reports finding a bizarre artifact and vanishes. 

An upstate schoolteacher’s book of New York legends and folklore foreshadows these developments and more. 

   These are the threads – plus his affair with a maddening woman – that draw narrator Ward Courier into the international adventure of occultism, terror, Native American tradition and onrushing prophecy that is Mason Winfield’s anticipated new novel THE WHISTLERS. By the time the picture of THE WHISTLERS becomes clear, we are ready to believe in a sinister conspiracy that could predate Atlantis and even hail from another world.

The Pink Fairy's laughter brought everyone out of their daze. Emma excitedly stood up from her seat and approached Ciel.
Her trembling hands were about to touch Ciel's wings when she stopped and gave Ciel an apologetic gaze.
"Can I, please, touch them?" Emma asked. 
Ciel nodded his head with a smile.
With the young boy's permission, Emma touched the wing with her hand. She immediately felt a softness that was similar to cotton. As if one hand was not enough, her other hand joined in touching Ciel's feather.
She was caressing them like what collectors did when they found a unique piece of jewelry or ancient treasure. Emma had long loved anything that went beyond the "natural" order. At an early age, her mother had told her the story of the Harem Prince.
About magics, fairies, and, at times, even angels. Although her mother had admitted that she hadn't seen any angels in her lifetime, she believed that they were real. That everyone had their own guardian angel.
"Just remember, Emma," Dorothy, Emma's Mother, would often say after telling her one of her stories about Kei. "Not all angels have wings. Kei was my angel and he was made of stone. Even so, I believe that somewhere out there, other angels exist. Perhaps, in the future, you will be able to see one of them."
Her mother's words passed through Emma's head as she caressed Ciel's wings, as if it was her lover.
Seeing her Big Brother getting touched all over by Lynn's roommate, Chloe wanted to put a stop to it, but she held back. She understood that this was needed in order for the others to understand that what they were seeing was real.
Sarah, timidly rose up from her seat and approached Ciel's other wing. She looked at Ciel, asking him with her eyes. Ciel replied with a smile and a nod.
Just like Emma, she felt how soft it was. She then did something unthinkable and pressed her cheek against it. The young girl sighed in comfort as her head rested on Ciel's wing. It was like a fluffy pillow. With her eyes closed, her hand caressed it and she felt at peace.
After seeing the two of them, Claire, Eliza, Luna, and even Annabell, rose from their seats to also touch them. They had never seen wings like these before and they were very curious about what it was like to touch them.
Ciel felt like he was some sort of rare animal that was being displayed at the zoo. The girls touched his wings here and there, they asked him to flap them, which he did to prove that they were indeed real wings.
"C-Can you fly?" Sarah asked shyly.
"Yes," Ciel replied with a smile. 
"Can I see you fly?" Emma asked with her eyes sparkling in excitement.
"Later, I will show you," Ciel agreed.
"Um, excuse me," Annabell said with hesitation. "C-Can I have one of your feathers? I've read in a fantasy book that the feathers of angels are similar to goodluck charms. Can I, please, have one of your feathers?"
Ciel pondered for a bit before giving his reply. "I am not really an angel, but if you want to have one of my feathers then you can have one."
"Thank you!" Annabell said with a radiant smile.
Ciel felt a slight itch as a feather from his left wing was plucked. However, the one who took the first feather was not Annabell, but Emma. 
"I wonder what my mother would say if I tell her that I managed to get a feather from an angel," Emma said as she twirled the feather in her fingers.
The corner of Ciel's lips twitched as he heard Emma's words.
'Didn't I just say that I wasn't an angel?' Ciel thought. 'I wonder how they would react if they knew that I was also a pseudo vampire?'
Although Ciel thought about this, he had no intention of telling them that he was also part vampire. At least, not now. 
Soon, the other girls started to pluck his feathers as well. Only Kate and Chloe didn't do it. The reason? They had already asked long ago for one of Ciel's feathers and the boy agreed to their request.
The feather necklace that Chloe was wearing was the very same feather that he gave her. Kate asked Heinz to find someone that could turn the feather into a hairpin. The finished product came out really good, and Kate was very happy with the outcome.
After everyone calmed down, Ciel drew his wings back into his body and told them about the Ascension Serum. He also told them the reason why he wanted them to awaken the hidden powers that resided within their body.
"Are we going to become superheroes?" Neville asked in wonder. "Like the X-Men, the Avengers, or the Justice League?"
"Something like that," Ciel nodded his head. "However, please, remember this."
Ciel paused and looked at everyone with a serious expression. 
"Just like Spiderman's uncle said, 'With great power comes great responsibility'," Ciel said. "Just because you will gain powers, doesn't give you the right to abuse them."
Ciel glanced at Lynn who immediately averted her gaze. She was guilty of abusing her powers, but she didn't have any regrets!
The angelic boy sighed because he could tell that his "Big Sister" would continue to use her powers to have her way.
Neville raised his hand once again to ask another question. Ciel nodded in his direction to acknowledge his gesture.
"What kind of powers will we gain? Can we choose? Will we, also, grow wings?"
"The power that you will get is completely random. I don't know what kind of power you will get. However, I have this hunch." Ciel crossed his arms over his chest. "The power that you will gain reflects your inner personality. A power that is highly compatible with your innate talents."
"Of course, this is just my hunch. Out of the series of tests that we've conducted, there has not been any definitive evidence on what kind of power will awaken in each and everyone of you."
"Wait," Stephen spoke after a long time of silence. He didn't say anything until now, but something in Ciel's words caught his attention.
"You said 'series of tests'. Do you mean that there are others who have also awakened their powers?"
Ciel smiled and glanced at Lynn's direction. Following Ciel's gaze, everyone looked at the handsome red-head who was pretending to be admiring the ceiling of the room. 
It was Emma who broke the awkward silence. 
"Lynn, did you already awaken your powers?" Emma asked. Lynn's roommate looked at her with a surprised expression.
Lynn thought that it was a good opportunity to show off to Emma. A mischievous smile appeared on the red-head's face as she looked at the pretty girl by her side.
"Yes. Do you want to see it?" Lynn asked.
"Yes!" Emma replied in a heartbeat.
"Give me a kiss and I will show it to you."
"... You want me to hit you?"
Emma narrowed her gaze and gave Lynn the "Are you going to show it or not" expression. Seeing her roommate's expression, Lynn decided to take advantage of her.
"Will you give me a kiss or not?" Lynn challenged. "Only on the cheek, nothing more."
"F-Fine! But, only once," Emma relented. She was very curious about what kind of powers Lynn had awakened.
"Alright, don't forget your words." Lynn stood up from her seat and smiled. 
When everyone's attention was focused on her, she disappeared from their sight.
"W-What?!"
"Amazing!"
"Where is she?"
Gasps and praises were heard as the others looked around the room to find Lynn. Emma was looking for her roommate as well when she felt something soft touch her cheek. Her body stiffened when she recognized what it was.
Lynn would sometimes give her a goodnight kiss on the cheek before the two of them slept. She rarely did it. Perhaps only twice a week, but whenever she did, Lynn always did it with her permission.
After kissing Emma's cheek, Lynn reappeared in front of everyone with a satisfied expression.
"The power I awakened is Invisibility," Lynn said. 
"That's so cool!" Keith said while giving her a thumbs up. 
Ethan then looked at Ciel with a serious expression. 
"Aside from Lynn, is there anyone else in our group who took the Ascension Serum?" Ethan asked.
"Chloe," Ciel answered. 
Just like what happened to Lynn, everyone's attention focused on the young girl who always stuck to Ciel.
Chloe smiled at all of them and spoke softly.
"The power I gained is, Sound," Chloe said. "I still can't use it well. The only thing I can do right now is Echolocation."
Everyone frowned because they, too, didn't understand what the power of sound could do. However, Stephen gasped in surprise when he heard the young girl's answer.
"That is a very powerful ability." Stephen looked at Chloe with a shocked expression. "However, it is also a very fitting power for you. It is very flexible."
Stephen looked at Ciel and saw the latter shake his head. Both of them understood the potential of Chloe's power, but Ciel was hinting at Stephen not to say anything for now.
The arrogant and caring boy understood Ciel's intention, so he held back and quieted down.
This short exchange was caught by the sharp people in their group like Eliza, Lynn, and Luna, but none of them tried to pry any further.
"Okay, we now understand that all of us have the possibility to awaken our powers, but are there any rules that you will impose on us before we acquire it?" Eliza asked. "Like, are we supposed to sign a contract or something? Like an NDA?"
(A/N: NDA means Non-Disclosure Agreement.)
"You don't need to sign a contract, but anyone who decides to awaken their powers must use their powers to fight against the organization that threatens the peace of the world."
"I knew it! We are going to be superheroes!" Neville clapped his hands. "Fighting the bad guys and upholding Justice! I like it!"
"Should we start making costumes?" Keith asked. He was just as excited as Neville at the prospect of being one of the superheroes that he had read about in comic books and had seen on the television.
"Do we have a headquarters? What kind of name are we going to use? Let's think of something cool like the Avengers or X-Men!" Neville supported Keith's words.
Ciel watched the two excited boys in a calm manner. He had already expected this outcome, so he was not surprised. They were still young and sharing this kind of secret with them made their imagination run wild.
Even so, Ciel had no intention of letting them take the Ascension Serum without fully understanding the part they were going to play in the bigger picture. He needed allies, not mindless fools who let their powers get the better of them.


If you were given a chance to obtain Power or Happiness, which one would you choose?



Kate once had it all. Clothes, food, a place to stay, and a loving family. However, it all ended when her parents were murdered by a mysterious organization. 

Stella, her split personality, was the reason she barely made it out with her life.

A few years passed as she lived everyday in desperation. Tired, hungry, bitter, and on the verge of collapse, she was saved by a young boy when things took a turn for the worse. His name was Ciel Summers, her future dearest one.

Things were going smoothly until she managed to pass the entrance exam to the prestigious Saint Claire Academy. Hidden schemes played behind the scenes as a serum capable of awakening the latent powers of anyone below the age of 15 was developed.

They set their eyes on the elite students of the academy, and kidnapped Ciel, who became an unwilling test subject. It was the beginning of a series of events, which led Kate to discover the name of the organization that killed her parents and the secrets that were buried deep within her body.

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