Chaos In Dc Novels & Stories

She felt like she had already survived it. Collision wasn’t chaos. It was clarity. And clarity, she knew, was far more dangerous.

So I finally look up and see an eight-year-old girl annihilate my front display like she’s reenacting Fast & Furious: Bookstore Drift. Books everywhere. Glorious chaos. Behind her is a woman. A beautiful woman. A diner-uniform, exhausted beyond salvation, mascara-smudged, hair-falling-out-of-the-bun-but-still-somehow-sexy beautiful woman. She stops dead when the books hit the floor. “Oh my God—no, no, no—I’m so sorry—she’s just—today has been—I—please don’t kick us out—” The panic in her voice is pure, distilled chaos.

BACK TO PRESENT: The world didn't just go silent. It stopped and a thunderous crack rippled across every realm. Allistair’s body arched violently in Lucifer’s arms, Chaos spilling out of him in waves of colored black, red and white, each pulse a shattering force that broke the ground beneath them.

The city was always filled with activities at every hour of the day, and the afternoon was no different from the night when chaos really reigned supreme. It wasn’t like Damon’s empire, where order was enforced with power and fear falsely served as respect. No, this city was feral… alive with the kind of chaos that made predators thrive. It was the perfect stage for someone like Draco… a man banished not just by his own bloodline, but by his very nature.

I furrowed my brows at her. “Last year, they hazed a guy on the swim team so bad that he needed to get checked into a rehab center. He had a nervous breakdown and totally freaked out at a party that may or may not have involved the killing of animals.” Cora shrugged. “I never got the full story, and everyone’s story is different, so it may not be true.” “And I’m supposed to go along with whatever they want? Act as if they are royalty?” I cocked an eyebrow at her.

shouted Eric as she didn’t stop or turned back to look at him. Eric was walking fast towards her. Ruby kept her pace. “Eric?” asked Samantha. “What is the meaning of this?” asked Duke Wild. “Eric?” asked the Emperor with his voice booming through the palace. “Emperor, Chaos is coming!” said William, interjecting all of them.

Most of them looked drugged out of their minds while hanging all over their magically inclined counterparts. It was kind of refreshing to see supernaturals and humans interacting with each other without any freak outs. I knew that before coming here the first time around, D.C. was a little more progressive with the coexisting scene, but seeing it firsthand at a club in the downtown district and not behind a desk at the D.C. agency was interesting.

She exhaled and accepted Gemini's handshake but that didn't go well because Gemini was a spirit and her hand alongside her body was transparent. "My celestial spirit?" Diana muttered to herself, clear enough for Gemini's hearing. "Yes! Diana, you have more than you think you are." Gemini's words had some hidden meanings that Diana didn't understand. "What do you mean?" "You've been assigned to be Chaos's redeemer. And he can't be redeemed without a fight." Chaos? Who the hell is Chaos? Is that a name of a person? Diana was confused. Her head was spinning due to the excess confusion.

“R-Re...demp...tion, nev--er ca-ca...me” Then everything went black. ***