August 25, 1991
Erik, Henry and Coralis were getting ready to head back to school.
“Coralis,” said Kief, “I don’t know how I missed that detail when we were filing the paperwork for you, but was your birthday really on August 1st?” “Hmm yeah, it was, I am now 11,” said Coralis. “Why does it matter?” “Wait wait, DID WE REALLY MISS YOUR BIRTHDAY?” said Erik and Henry at the same time. “Had we known, we would have done something to celebrate it. Why didn’t you tell us?” said Kief. “Because I don’t think it matters. I never done anything for my birthday. Sometimes a social worker would give us a cupcake, but I never cared about it.” The Fullemons didn’t like that answer. They decided that if Coralis came to their house again the next summer, they would do something to celebrate her birthday. Meanwhile, they would try to see if she could come to their family for the End-of-Year holidays: the boys started to see her like a sister. Coralis was happy to see her friends again, but the uneasy feeling she had at the Montreal airport came back: something was watching her. She didn’t know how to explain it. At the end of October, she mentioned it to Martha, but her guardian couldn’t reassure her: they didn’t catch Julian’s attacker. Although the school was heavily warded to protect the students, there was still a breach during the EET. They didn’t find out how the attacker managed to breach the wards, but Principal Arthurio had them redone during the summer. Martha told her she was going to have the wards inspected. Through November, the uneasy feeling persisted. Anxious and frustrated, Coralis tried to keep her emotions in check by focusing on flyball. The team uniform was blue and when he was up in the sky, playing the game while turning her pent-up frustrations and restlessness into ferocity and fierceness on the field, the sky would sometime darken. With the heavy sound of students banging their feet on the ground and blowing their trumpets as they cheered for her, it was like thunders were about to fall from the sky. Students started to nickname her Blue Thunder. She didn’t mind the nickname and quickly got used to it. She went to the Fullemons for the End-of-Year holidays. Sean was there. He was 17-year-old, still at school, but it was his last year. Coralis was glad he was there: she wanted to know if Julian knew who the attacker was. Martha said they didn’t catch the guy and that they didn’t know who he was. She was convinced someone knew something, but didn’t want her to know, thinking she was too young to understand. “Did you find out who attacked Julian?” “Not as far as I know. School administrators said they never caught the guy and Julian swore he didn’t know him.” “Your friend Julian, what’s his family name?” said Kief. “Do you know if he was specifically targeted?” “Dewarp, Julian Dewarp,” said Sean. “I know that he’s been living with his uncle since he was 5-year-old and that his uncle was his father’s younger brother, so even if he had been officially adopted, he would have kept the same family name.” “So he is an orphan like me,” said Coralis. Kief and his wife looked at each other. Sean’s parents were also looking at them. “Julian’s parents were supporters of Lord Meozo and were killed during a raid from the European Bureau of Elemental Energy in July 1980,” said Darisa, Sean’s mother. “I wonder if it’s related to that. I wouldn’t be surprised if the attacker was one of Meozo followers trying to locate descendants of some loyal supporters.” “That would certainly explain why both schools refused to talk about it,” said Barla. “These raids created a lot of orphans.” “Coralis, what do you know about your parents?” asked Kief. “It’s fine if you don’t want to answer that, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” “It’s fine. I don’t know anything about them, other than my mother was a water mage. No one knows exactly what type of mage my father was, people think he was a wind mage or mixed. I know that they have storage units in London and Alexandria, but I don’t know where the keys are. Probably in their safe at the bank, but I have to go to London for it and I haven’t been there yet, so I don’t know what’s in it. The only thing my cousin and I were told, was that they were involved with bad people and that was what got them killed.” “I don’t think you’re a water mage,” said Erik. “Maybe mixed, but even the mixed ones, which are rare, have a prominent one. I think you could also be a spirit mage; people often mistake wind and spirit energies.” “The guy called you Golmar,” said Sean. “If your bloodline is close to their god, that would give you a distinctive energy signature. Maybe the guy knew your dad and sensed the same type of energy coming off of you than what he sensed from your dad.” “According to paperwork,” said Kief, “Coralis was born on August 1, 1980, in Montreal. Lord Meozo was killed on August 8 1980… in Montreal. Her parents could have been working for Lord Meozo. Even after he was killed, the CMMA and EBEE kept raiding suspected gathering places and warehouses affiliated to his supporters. From what I heard, most of the orphaned children were placed with family members, but a few were placed in the human system.” “I heard a little bit about Lord Meozo in class. He was very bad, right?” said Coralis. “Very bad, one of the worsts,” said Fabrize, Sean’s dad. “I seriously hope that his followers aren’t trying to bring him back. The EBEE assured the population that Lord Meozo had fully been destroyed, but in our world, nothing is truly impossible.” “Enough talks about Lord Meozo. This is our End-of-Year party, so let’s be merry and talk about happy topics!” said Barla. When she went back to school, Coralis decided to seek for a way for her to get to her parents’ bank in London. She didn’t know what she would find there, but was hoping that the keys for their storage units were there. Martha said that she might be able to arrange that at the end of the school year. Early May, she received a strange letter: 'Hello little Golmar, I was a good friend of your father. I would like to meet you to talk about them.’ The letter wasn’t signed. She didn’t know what to think of it. She sent a pigeon to her cousin, to see if she had also received something like that. Her friends also found it weird. The next week, she received another one: ‘Hello Ms. Golmar, I am an admirer of your parents’ work, it is a shame that they died so young. They could have accomplished so much more. I hope you intend on following their footsteps. Let me know if you have any questions.’ Once again, it wasn’t signed. Coralis decided to show both letters to Martha. It was troubling her. If her parents really were involved with bad people, then she didn’t want to hear anything about them. Really concerned for her safety, Martha was relieved to hear that the Fullemons had made the same arrangements as the previous year: Coralis would go back to Canada for a few weeks, then travel to them once the paperwork went through. Some paperwork could only be filed while she was at the group home. When the school ended, instead of taking their flight from Glasgow, Coralis and Victoria went to London with Martha. Fearing for her safety, Martha decided to personally take Coralis to her bank in London, hoping she could find out more about Coralis parents, if they were indeed dealing with Lord Meozo. The girls would then take their flight back to Montreal from London. Before entering the vault where her parents’ safe was, the banker reminded Coralis that she was the only one who could go in there: Martha and Victoria would have to wait for her outside. Coralis nodded and followed the banker, who looked almost identical to the banker she met back in Montreal. She opened the safe and only saw 3 items in it: two keys and a piece of paper. On the piece of paper, two addresses were scribbled on it: one was an address in London, the other one was an address in Alexandria. She figured the keys were for the storage units she was told about, and the addresses on the paper were their location. Martha was disappointed that there wasn’t anything else in the safe, but swore to herself that she would try to dig up more about Coralis’ parents during the summer. She remembered her mother, from when she was a student, but didn’t know what she had been up to after she left school. Donny Golmar didn’t attend GES, so she didn’t know him. However, she remembered that name being mentioned a few times in newspapers, with his picture, when Lord Meozo was alive. Coralis had a peaceful summer. This time, she didn’t feel like she was being watched when she was at the airport, in mid-July. Just like they said they would, the family prepared something for her birthday. They didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable, but they wanted to do something, so Barla helped her twins cook her favorite meal. She had a lot of fun with the Fullemons and hoped that she would be allowed to go back to their house again next summer. A week after she got back to school, she received another strange letter. Once again, unsigned and from someone who claimed to know her parents. She wanted to burn it on the spot, but decided to show it to Martha. Martha didn’t find anything about Coralis’ parents during the summer, beside a confirmation that they were indeed working for Lord Meozo, so was Anita’s entire family. After Coralis showed her the letter, Martha met with the school administrators, to see about increasing security around the school, and got upset when they refused. They didn’t believe that Coralis was in any kind of danger: these were just letters. She just had to ignore them. They couldn’t stop people from sending letters to students. As Coralis was getting ready to go to the Fullemons for the End-of-Year holidays, she decided to bring the letters with her, to show them. She had 14 of them, all from different people. She didn’t care about what the school administrators said: she believed the school safety protocols weren’t good enough and she didn’t feel safe. Kief said that he would try to find out who was behind them.February 6, 1993 Unable to sleep, Coralis and Victoria decided to go for a walk. It was cold outside, so they stayed inside the school building. The school had so many hallways and staircases, that they could easily walk for an hour without seeing the same wall painting twice. Moreover, less risk of getting into trouble if they weren’t caught outside past curfew. As they approached a staircase, they heard some whimpers coming from behind a wall. They stopped walking and tried to figure where the sounds were coming from. “You heard that, right?” said Coralis. “Yeah, I’m not sure is the person if crying or in pain, or both… but where is it coming from? Sounds like it’s coming from behind that wall.” The girls stood between an outside window to their left, and a wall to their right. They started to closely inspect the wall to their right, in case there was a secret lever or a hidden lock. Both of them were convinced that the whimpers were coming from right behind it. They patted the
April 22, 1994 Every 4 years, there was an inter-school flyball competition between the strongest teams of the world. During March, regional leagues would host small tournaments to determine which team will get to participate. United Kingdom had 4 flyball teams: two for the Glasgow Elemental School, and two for the Imperial Elemental School. This year, The Brazen Bolts were selected to represent their region at the inter-school flyball competition, which was held in France. Erik and Henry were looking forward to it. They didn’t get to participate at the last inter-school competition because their team hadn’t been selected. They heard that scouts for the national teams would often attend and that even if they weren’t looking into recruiting new players at that moment, they would then keep tabs on those that got their attention, especially if the players they wanted were simply too young to be recruited. Coralis was also excited at the idea of scouts attending the competition: she was
March 31, 1995 Coralis was beyond exhausted. For the past few months, she’s been spending all of her time between classes, flyball, additional classes and the library. She felt like she had no free time for herself, even if in fact, she considered flyball practices and games as fun times. She missed the shenanigans with the Fullemon brothers or with Victoria. She wanted to end it with Lord Meozo. She hadn’t received any random letters for over a year, but she remembered them well and didn’t want to receive any more of them. She was tired of it all: of the looming threat hanging above her head, the uneasy feeling of something watching her and waiting for it to concretize, the overloaded extra-curriculum activities, and all of those people who thought she would start worshipping Lord Meozo just because her parents did. At 19:00, she was sitting in the library, once again, trying to research what had been tried before to destroy the type of creature that Lord Meozo was. As far as she
May 26, 1995 Coralis could not sleep. She barely slept the entire week, regardless of how exhausted she was. She couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was about to happen. Lord Meozo was the topic that was on everyone’s lips, everyone had a story to tell. The school didn’t share any news about him, because they didn’t want students to panic, but relatives and friends outside the school would write everything about it in their letters to students. The elemental population was frightened: they didn’t want to lose their aura to Lord Meozo. The students knew they were safe at school, but the school year was almost over. What would happen when they get home? What would they come home to? Coralis knew the school wasn’t as safe as the administrators wanted the students to believe and she knew that it was a matter of time before he came for her himself. At 4:00, she got up and went to the window to sit on the ledge. The windows were locked, but she had found a way to open them. Loo
June 30, 1995 It was Coralis first flyball game with the Canadian national team, against Spain. Flyball seasons started mid-August and ended the first week of July. The top 8 teams then had 2 weeks of playoff finals to determine which team would win the Silver Cup. The season was almost over, with only 3 games left to it. The team wasn’t going to make it to the playoffs and the remaining games were on home turf, so the coach decided to let their three new reservists play: Coralis, Lydia and Sebastian. Lydia was 17, a fellow attacker, while Sebastian was 16, a goaltender. Although Lydia and Sebastian were supposed to be graduating at the end of the following school year, the team had also signed them up for 2 years as reservists because of other contracts with other players already in place and just in case they would have an additional year of schooling to complete. She was introduced to everyone as Blue Thunder, as per Martha’ stipulation. Coralis didn’t mind it: she was used to s
March 23, 1996 Coralis was in Denmark with Martha. The school had agreed to let her play in some weekend flyball games, provided that Martha would go with her: she was still considered a minor in their elemental laws and customs. While they walked through town after the game, heading back to their hotel after stopping for coffee, three vampires started to follow them. They sensed that something was following them, but didn’t know how many people. They tried to lose their stalkers, but they didn’t know the city. “What is it this time?” said Coralis. “I think I want to bait them in an alley to find out who sent them and why they’re after me this time. Lord Meozo better not be back again.” “I think our stalkers are vampires. We should indeed get them to follow us into an alley, to at least get them away from humans. Lord Meozo cannot come back, you made sure of that.” “Authorities said that 15 years ago and they were clearly wrong,” said Coralis. “You heard Borin when you got back
August 1, 1998 Coralis was lying on the couch, her legs hanging down over the armrest, in the middle of the living room of the flat she shared with Erik, Henry and Gus. She was exhausted. “Tell me again why we have to go out for drinks?” said Coralis. “Do we really need to remind you about what day it is today?” replied Henry. When she had to be in London for training with the EBEE or help on missions, she stayed with Erik, Henry and Gus. When she had to be in Montreal for flyball practices and home games, she would mostly stay in hotels or in small inns located in a pixie area near the flyball field. Once in a while, she would sleep on Victoria’s couch, but she didn’t like to go there because there were too many people living there. After graduating, Victoria went to study in a human college: she wanted to get into human medicine and there was a 2-years program that she had to follow as requirement. She was living in an on-campus dorm. “I know what day it is; I just don’t want
November 19, 1999 After her flyball game against Columbia, Coralis flew to Victoria’s dorm window. Victoria had started a medical program at the university to become an optometrist. Her dad’s family being human, she wanted to be able to better help them to see the world around them. It didn’t matter to her how gloomy the world seemed to be some days; it was still beautiful to see. Victoria wanted to help humans see the world for what it was: colourful, vibrant, full of beauty. As she approached the window’s ledge, Coralis jumped off her flying stick and transformed into her black cat form mid-air, right after shoving her stick into her cloak. She landed on the window’s ledge as a black cat and scratched the window. “Hey Cheetah, did we win?” said Victoria, as Coralis transformed back into her mage form. “Yup, we did. Columbia’s team is better than it was last season, but they’re still lacking in cohesiveness. You missed the game?” “I literally just got back. Human university is no
December 23, 2003 – 22:15“LIEUTENANT YOUMIS?” said Sebastian, looking at him. “Wasn’t he supposed to replace High Fay Zaaro?”“Yes. These abominations reek of his essence.”A few minutes later, Coralis got back on her feet and stepped out of the circle.“Lieutenant Youmis is exhausted. I don’t think he will regain control anytime soon,” said Coralis.“And you said vampire essence was in the mix?” said Eva.“The second time was already worse than the first time. And now this? Why here? Why our pack?” said Emma, as Emery walked back through the portal, followed by High Fay Ellya.“I don’t know why, but we will find out. That’s also why I didn’t want to kill the wolves. We know we can reverse it. Once the connection to their human counterpart is restored, we can question them,” said Coralis, looking at the time on her phone. “I should call my mate before he gets home and worries if I’m not there.”“Ellya, we need to send a unit to capture Lieutenant Youmis. Blue Thunder said he was exha
December 23, 2003 – 21:00 The Northerners were playing at home that night. When the game was over and she and Sebastian were about to take off to go home, Coralis received a call from Emma. She signalled Sebastian to wait and put the call on speakerphone. Emma was in a panic.“BLUE, can you come RIGHT NOW?”Sebastian suddenly got worried.“Where? What’s going on?”“Is Stephanie okay?”“Here at Red Crescent pack. Yes, Stephanie is fine. She left Healing Moon at 9 to go home. She’s not here.”Sebastian was relieved to hear that and swore that if Stephanie still wanted it, he’d complete their bond when he got home, even if he knew Coralis was probably right: the mark was a seal.“I’ll be on my way. I’m close by,” said Coralis, ending the call, and took off, Sebastian following her.“What do you think happens this time?” said Sebastian, as he was trying to keep up with her.“I don’t know, but I’m guessing she couldn’t reach out to anyone at the CMMA. Remember the last time they got a hol
December 20, 2003 – 00:15 (Scotland Time)Coralis closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She wanted to rip their eyes out and strangle them, but she knew these girls were humans, most likely heading to the same destination as she. She believed Frank when he said nothing ever happened with that actress, but she didn’t like these girls talking that way about her man.She was thankful to have her wrist binds so she wouldn’t break storefront windows by accident. Her eyeglasses only prevented her from using her eyes to direct her elemental energy and to camouflage their elemental colour but without her wrist binds, her elemental energy still leaked through her pores and she could still use her hands to direct it. She walked away and headed to the bar before she did anything to these girls and ended up in jail.Her flight landed in Montreal early morning. She had a game in Mexico in the evening but decided to skip practice time just so she could spend more time with Frank before she had to
December 19, 2003 – noon“There is still a hold on your name, right?” said Erik.“In Scotland? Why not in London?” said Henry.“Yes, but considering Blue Thunder is technically a citizen of England, she doesn’t have jurisdiction over me. I could still be walking into a trap, however, so I still made sure of that. Not sure why she wants to meet there, but I think it’s better there than in London. Even with a hold on my name, I’m not too keen on walking around the SIS headquarters. Taking my flight from Scotland instead sounds like a better idea anyway.”She tried to call Frank on her way to Scotland but got no response. She hoped he was still asleep and tried not to overthink it, but she was worried. As she was hovering above the meeting spot, Frank called her back.“That was you trying to call, right?” said Frank as soon as she answered.“Yeah, everything okay?”“Yes. I was in the shower. Wanted to take my phone in the bathroom just in case you’d call, but my scattered brain forgot it
December 19, 2003 – 09:00Coralis and Andrew entered the meeting room, dragging a restrained Xanita with them.“What is this?” said Alfredino.“Xanita Aza is the one who killed Minister Luke Massina and we sent a copy of our evidence to British authorities,” said Andrew as he played the video timeline assembled by Erik and Henry. “Do you want to handle her yourself, or shall I hand her to the authorities?”“It seems we owe you an apology, Blue Thunder,” said Rolland, watching the video.“The warehouse we searched never had any cursed weapons. It was merely a ruse Xanita used to get Blue and me away from the hotel. Want to tell me again how in gods worlds Massina’s murder got pinned on my apprentice when we were nowhere near the vicinity of his hotel?”Phraton tried to say something but Alfredino quieted him, using magic to shut him up.“JORGIE! Jorgie Fluk gave me that tip about that warehouse!” said Xanita, panicked.“Oh, we know about that, don’t you worry. Unlike you, he’s been mak
December 11, 2003“WHAT?”“I still need to find evidence to prove it or force her to confess, but I was right. Blum was protecting someone. Xanita never received a tip about that damn warehouse.”“That explains why Gus could never find anything relevant or suspicious about it, besides someone tampering with their security cameras.”“Basic human material wasn’t difficult to tamper with. We probably were the only two elementals to have ever set foot in there. Do you know if Sebastian is available tomorrow?”“I don’t know. We don’t have a game tomorrow, but lately, I talk to him only when I’m in my London flat. Only place I can talk safely.”“I’ll check with him then. Remember when Xanita said she had a call to take and came back with that so-called tip?”“Yeah, and thinking of it, she was also the one who sent us to that warehouse.”“She had been talking to Jorgie. Erik and Henry are on their way back to where you guys live, they’ve been a great help.”“Jorgie? The same Jorgie who’s bee
December 9, 2003Early in the morning, while Frank was busy preparing coffee, the doorbell rang. He stopped what he was doing and frowned, wondering who could it be.The bell rang again and again. Coralis came to his mind and he dropped the spoon of coffee grind that he was holding to rush to the buzzer. He pressed to unlock the door below and opened his entry door to find out who it was. Down the stairs, he saw Samantha, panting. She looked up toward him.“Hey, M. Blue! Sorry to show up at this time; I didn’t know where else to go.”“Uh, it’s fine. Come in,” he said as he let her in. “What happened?”“My mom just found out about me. She wasn’t supposed to be home, or I would have gone to Tom’s aunt probably, I don’t know. During the full moon, I can’t control my shift, but I can usually shift back just before dawn.”Samantha paused. She stood, her legs slightly apart and leaning over, her hand resting on her knees.“Your mother came back while you were still in panther form?” said Fr
November 23, 2003“If you must know,” she said, forcing herself to speak sweetly, “he does not reside in London. He is busy with work and I am obviously occupied away from him.”Behind her calm demeanour, she was raging. She knew that Rolland had something up his sleeves by letting her stay at her London flat instead of locking her up in a cell. She wanted to kill the guard and fly to Frank, but she knew doing that would make it worse for them. She had to let them think she was playing their hand, no matter how hard it was. She missed him.He let go of her cloak and she jumped down on her back porch. Once back inside, she activated a custom mute-ball before calling Frank. Her pager went off as soon as she put her hand on her phone. It was her contact from MI6.“Blue Thunder on the line.”“It’s been a while since we talked, you and I.”“Given the recent events, can’t say I missed you, no offence.”“Can’t say I blame you. A report recently came to us from Clear Valley, which contradicts
November 14, 2003Before she could leave the meeting room, a furnace appeared behind the elders. Rolland stood and grabbed the casting iron lying on top of it. Its tip was shaped like a small straight line. With his other hand, he took the can of silver that was next to it and sprayed silver on the casting iron tip.Watching Rolland make the preparations to bar her EBEE tattoo, she felt relieved. She would no longer be attached to the EBEE. She would be free.“It has been brought to our attention that you recently took a mate. Do you understand that mates are a distraction in our line of work and a potential weapon to be used against us?” said Rolland as he approached her with the casting iron.“I understand,” she said, looking at him as she wondered if he meant it as a threat.Rolland pressed the casting iron three times on Coralis’ skin, where her EBEE tattoo was. The three burned lines formed what looked like a triangle. Lines all intersected with each other, except that a line wou