Darker Than a New Moons Midnight

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

The opening to the new Demon Hunters Series, introducing the plot and (most) characters.


Darker Than a New Moon's Midnight

The Demon Hunters, Story 1

An Original Story by J.W.R. Valor


Running. Always running. He couldn't remember anything about his past. He just woke up. Running. He didn't know why he was running, or where he was going. He took stock of what he did know: There was a girl with golden hair, and she was waiting for him. She called him “Shade,” and she was waiting for him. Most importantly, she's in danger, and she was waiting for him. So, he ran. Always running. He didn't know what time it was, just that it was dark. He didn't know what day, month, year it was, and he didn't need to know. He just somehow knew he was going west, and he had to keep going to find her, whoever she was. He ran through a city, through woods, through open country, never stopping. His legs burned. His stomach was empty. His mouth was dry. But he never stopped. He couldn't If he did, God only knows what would happen to the golden haired girl. Finally his journey ended, and he came to an ocean. He could simply go no further. To his left was a dock with a single dinghy, yet no oars, and to his right was a pier, all closed down, with a sign simply stating “condemned.” He fell to his knees in utter despair, and let out a mournful, guttural wail. He then collapsed to the sand, and let unconsciousness slip over him.

A scream woke Shade with a start. It was dark, so he'd either been asleep for a few minutes or a few days, and judging by his stiff neck, probably the latter. He looked around. The pier on his right was still the same, but the dinghy on his left now had people in it: two men with a bundle. A squirming bundle. With golden hair. The bundle screamed “SHADE!!! HELP ME!!!” Suddenly, it all came back to him. He was Shade, leader of a band of “merry men” type outlaws. She was Natasha, his fiancee, and the men were trying to use her to get to him. The year was 3038. Roughly 1000 years ago, a massive solar flare had taken out a satellite, setting off a chain reaction that ended in the entire world being set back to a technological dark age. To deal with the issues this posed, the world leaders came together to form the OWG (One World Government), a government intended to help the people of the world through this trying time.

Or, so everyone had been led to believe. A few years ago, Shade and a group of friends, accidentally uncovered records of a corrupt government group referred to as the Baphomet Society sending out an EMP (Electro Magnetic Pulse), frying all technology and casting the world back to the dark ages in an attempt to rule the world. The Baphomet society's leaders placed themselves in key positions, and now rule in a dictatorship fashion, under the guise of the OWG. Shade and his friends formed a group of outlaws, known as the Demon Hunters, to wrench power away from the corrupt Baphomet Society, and get the right people in power.

And now, two Baphomet goons had his fiancee. With no more time to think, Shade jumped up and ran toward the dock, just as the dinghy was pushing off. “Kriff” thought shade. “If Bio were here, he'd be on the boat already. Running and jumping is his forte...” He reached the end of the dock and pushed off, barely landing in the boat. An uppercut to the chin, followed by a knee to the gut had one of the goons doubled over. Shade grabbed him by the arms and swung him around, throwing him and his friend into the water. With the boat clear, Shade set about untying Natasha. He uncovered her eyes, and when she saw him, she sobbed tears of joy and relief. “Shh...” Shade said softly. “It's alright. I'm here now. Nothing else is gonna happe...” BAM! One of the Baphomet goons fired a single shot from the water, which connected with the back of shade's head. “I haven't come this far just to die now,” he thought. It seemed like 100 miles away, but he heard Natasha scream his name, and the goon laugh. Then the blood dripped into his eyes, and his world faded to black.


“NATASHA!!!” the young man screamed, sitting straight up in a hospital bed. He grabbed his now pounding bandaged head, and tried to keep himself from vomiting. He looked around the room. In the the mirror, he caught sight of a young man with brown hair and blue eyes. Taller and all-around bigger than most, with a scar running down his left cheek. “Yeah, that's Shade alright.” A quick look around the room showed him a basic hospital set up: sink, bed, curtain, IV drip, electronic hear monitor, etc. But now, something was really wrong. Nothing electronic had existed in close to a millennium. But here it was: monitoring his vitals! With that, a nurse ran in. “Sir! Are you alright? Please, lay back down. You're going to be very weak. You've been in a coma for 11 days. Do you know what day it is?” “March 27, 3038,” Shade responded. “What happened to me?” The nurse said “Well first, you're a little off on your dates. It's actually April 8, not March 27. And the years is actually 2038, but that mistake is probably just due to brain damage. You were brought in to us as a John Doe who had been shot in the back of the head. We treated your wounds, but we weren't sure you'd make it out of the coma. What's your name?”

But shade didn't answer, because he didn't hear anything after “2038,” because according to his research, that's the year that Baphomet sent out the EMP and started to take control. He knew that, realistically, this was just some fantasy his subconscious was constructing as he lay in the boat dying, but he was going to make the most of it.

And just like that, swearing to fix things, Shade was out of bed. Running. Always running.



Inspired by:

The Circle Series (Ted Dekker)


The Princess Bride (William Goldman)


Submitted: April 14, 2012

© Copyright 2022 JWR Valor. All rights reserved.

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