Cody Kennedy
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Demons
Everyone has his or her own demons. No, not the sort that a priest can come do an exorcist due to a possession. This sort is far worse. It is the kind developed from some sort of problem or trauma. I have heard these demons called flaws. While, others call them nothing. Flaws are someone's weak points. Weak points are like "I snore", "I do not trust easily", or "I have this scar from work and it looks ugly". The demons in which I am referring to go inward, far more inward. How can you deal with something you cannot see? How can you fight those inner demons? Well that would depend on the demon. People are in the world that have it worse than others. Some people have anxiety. That only is personal torment that most often can lead to depression. Depression is horrible too. You know you should not be sad but yet it is worse than sadness. Though those two are bad in themselves there are some that might be considered to be a bit more inward. What do most people call these more misunderstood inner demons? Psychopaths.
By Cody Kennedy4 years ago in Humans
The Queen Is Here
The last time I had seen her was when I was maybe fifteen years old. I moved quickly to hive her a huge bear hug. "You certainly have grown," she said through a teary smile. When we let the hug stop, the room started spinning. "Uh, what is happening. . ." I trailed off as I began to plummet. I could only wait for the . . . Why did I not hit the floor? Huh? My strength halted this time but my vision settled enough to see a few feet in front on me. David? Why was he carrying me and more importantly WHERE?! I thought I had only blinked. When I woke up again, everyone was gone but a beautiful turquoise dress. Form fitting that was slit-slanted and floor length. This time when I got out of bed, I felt wonderful. I changed my clothes then proceeded to walk out of the room in search of my mom. I eventually found her in the maze of halls. She was in the doorway to the ballroom. I knew it was the ballroom because of the glowing pink letters that were floating mid-air. "Oh my galaxies! That looks beyond gorgeous on you. I have something for you. . . " she handed me a masquerade mask, "I hope you enjoy your time tonight." She had this knowing grin that sent a small shiver down my spine. Was I still feeling Christine's side effects? I figured the only way to find out was to play along. I carefully placed the mask on and entered the room.
By Cody Kennedy4 years ago in Fiction
The Queen Is Here
I was awake the whole day trying to accept the fact if what had happened was reality or just what I dreamed in thought. It tore me to pieces emotionally and mentally. If he had kissed me and it was to punish me, he got his cake and ate it too. on the other hand, if it was truth, what do I do? However, if it was only in my head, why now? The list of questions parading through my thoughts kept my train off its rails. This all made as much sense as the thought of the world having people in charge just as pawns. Oh the confusion tormented every nerve in my body. Here is where being in a position like mine gets hard. I wanted to stay in bed for fear of what was unknown, but to lead my protectees by example was to get up make myself presentable and see our guest off. I decided not to to bury my problems but to no longer fight the thoughts on my own. I admitted to myself the I needed help. After getting dressed, I went to the edge of my land with all those that wished to go. I cleared my throat and mind, "Remember everyone,you may see events or activities in hwich you do not agree with, but YOU are from Aqua. You answer to me and the Royals. If anyone else causes issues, report them to King Edward, or Princess Vanaura, and they will handle it." I looked my mom whom had been standing nest to me. By the simmer in her eyes, I know she knew I wanted to talk afterwards. "Or myself." Amerilla and I both whipped our heads to see David had snuck up during my speech. All I could do was stare and ponder. I still could not read his expression. The thoughts came flooding back with revenge. Not far behind was Janyn with the same smirk as the night, well day, before. I lowered my eyes but not my head, so I noticed the rest of Opal approaching as well. I looked back at David slightly leaned my head forward to show respect. I then started saying my farewells and good lucks. As I finally made it to Danq and Charles, they smiled this knowing smile. "What is so amusing friends," I asked. Charles went to the front of the envoy that was forming after bowing. I gave my questioning look to Danq. He said on sentence then did the same. "It was real."
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Fiction
The Queen Is Here
prologue Who would have ever thought that I would end up here? I had discovered those we thought had been lost, uncovered secrets and so much more. I cannot believe that I am now fighting an all out war. I have been fighting for respect my whole life. I never knew who my parents were until I was almost one hundred years old. Yes, I know that may sound weird. Let me enlighten you as to who I am and what I am. My name is Zapphire of the Aqua Clan. This is the newest created clan of all the vampire clans. I am the first hybrid Half-breed to be known to be allowed to live. I am also the first to be known to earn my status of head of my own clan. My mother is the Witch Amerilla and my father is Vindal of the Diamond Clan. Most beings call me an abomination, which they have a right to their own opinion. But as it stands right now, this freak of nature is the only force field standing between them and us. Some Witches agree with almost all the human species that beings that require blood from others should fry at the stake. But there are those (like my mom) whom like ,or may even love , vampires and believe that we should have a chance to live. With all that being said, why am I the one giving all my energy to stop this annihilation? For me to be able to accurately tell you the answer to that question, I am going to have to go back a few centuries. All the way back to a few decades after my first original famous statement. . . "I am Queen of the Bound". Did my statement cause a possible extinction?
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Fiction
Bound
Edward sat there thinking. I council member finally broke the silence, "Who is your parentage?" A deep rumbling could be felt under the ground of everyone's feet as my anger was turning to rage yet again. I took a few deep breathes in hopes of calming down before I answered, "I just recently became aware of what I am. Apparently, Amerilla is my mother, but as far as I am concerned Andreo is my dad. Why? Because, he is the one who was there and did eventually end up guiding me to who I am today." Seeing that I was not lying, David spoke for the first time during this interrogation. "King Father, perhaps her biological father will be revealed at the Half-breed Examination you ordered? All head families attend on Examination day. So we reveal her mother to see which vampire reacts. Or simply find true gems in the color of all our eyes and go about it that way?" He was doing it again! Why!?! "Well thought prince," praised another council member. Edward obviously did not like that this idea was brought up, but ended up agreeing. The head council member stood up and declared, "At the Half-breed Examination, the fate of the three of you will be performed.
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Fiction
Bound
I was mad by now. "I know all of that! It is the known history. Humans killed other innocent humans. Witches began acting like doctors so that they would overhear gossip of vampires. Vampires are monsters. All of that is history too. I humored you out of my respect for Andreo, but now the hour I promised you is almost up. . . " My head was hurting and my thirst was growing. I needed to control my thirst. . . It was almost as if Andreo could hear my screaming thought. "Lulu?" He motioned for the woman in the corner. I knew her. She was the human who grew (and smoked) the clans tobacco. Her willing smile said she knew it was her time and that she was ready. With a tear trying to form, I asked her "One too many cancer sticks huh?" Her laugh turned into a struggling gasping choke for air. She fell to the floor as she finally caught some shallow breathes. "I am glad it is you," she whispered as she tilted her head to the right exposing her neck. When I was finished, as always, I demanded that I was the one to bury her. It was always granted. I turned back to the strange woman. Softly I spoke, "What is your name again?" She seemed to want give me space. She quickly pushed that aside though. Calmly and respectfully she started again, "As I stated, my name is Amerilla. I am your birth mother and your birth father is Vindal. [At this moment, she held up three gems: a diamond, an aquamarine and a zicron.] Now you know how Andreo saved three lives. Not long ago, I sensed a strong magical will that yearns to be free yet is not. I was able to follow it through the Mist because I have no ill intent on those within it. . . " I looked up at the time, stood up and said (while storming out of Andreo's office), "Time's up."
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Fiction
Hear Me Out.
For this, there may be examples that do not make much sense. It is okay if it does not. I would like to bring awareness to how much trouble many people have with thought. This is just a small example. Let me show you how you can connect raisins to sleepiness.
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Poets
Bound
This land has always been Mariqua. None of the history, that has survived, reveals anything that may have come before. All that is known from before is that Witches and humans were here before vampires. Vampires came to be because of a mistake. Whose mistake depends on who you are asking. The Witches, male and female, had always gone unchallenged. Anyone from any family can be a Witch. The very first sign that someone was (or is) a Witch is the zircon eye color that is there from birth. The first Witches' names that anyone and everyone can remember are Silas and Belladora.
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Fiction
Bound
The trip to the Annual Trade this year was different form before. I was asked to join the head family of the coven. Lilite, Andreo's daughter and only pure-breed heir, asked me to wear my one formal dress. I found this very odd. It had been maybe one hundred years since the last time I wore it. And the last time I had worn it, attention I did not ask for nor want was given. Lilite was excitedly blabbering on about how the Trade would be for the best Prize(s) yet. I would smile or where it called for it but on the inside I had a feeling that this year with me being allowed to speak more freely, I would overstep my welcome. We started going through the human cities. This was always my favorite part of the trip. The lights looked like stars in some towns and fireflies in the cities. I would see all the colors of rainbows everywhere. People would be smiling and laughing until we would pass. Then all the happiness would drain and you could see the pure terror creep into their expression. " Zapphire! We're there, " the shrillness jarred my attention back to Lilite. That's when I heard the music. We removed ourselves from the transportation. I allowed the family to go in front of me to show I was still not an "equal". Lilite was apparently having no part of it, grabbed my arm and was just about dragging me into the theater. When we were inside I finally spoke, " Okay. I get it. stick with you all." She started chuckling and nodding as she let go. The hostess escorted our head family to an assigned booth along the wall. I was the last to take my seat just as the lights dimmed to a spot light.
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Fiction
Bound
The many times I have walked down this corridor, never have I ever been this angry and grateful. "Why did you decide on me," I asked after about ten minutes of suspenseful silence. ' No reply. Of course, I should have known. If you are not one of them, you are not worth a word.' "Well, anyways , thank you." " You're welcome. Now listen, I am going to go ahead and inform you of some of the things you will need to know about Vanaura. She loves playing games, and unlike most of the Opal clan, she is more sensitive. . . " At that word, I recalled all the rumors I had heard about her ability. What would she sense in me? My hatred for the way things were set up, or perhaps she would sense I hate being a prisoner. The questions just continued to race through my mind as Danq continued escorting me. I realized where he led me when I heard him knock. The screech the hinges made made me cringe and know they had yet to be oiled this month. We both walked in, our "prizes" were practicing for the next annual trade. Andreo, David, and Vanaura were all sitting at the jeweled table. Every clan had one that was decorated in the oldest gems that they had at their disposal.
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Fiction
Bound
Bound. That's what they call it? How could anyone ever what to stay in this atmosphere? This is a suffocating, shameful servitude. Once a family member accepts the terms, the rest of his or her descendants are forever in a clan. Those who are in this situation call it degrading. Then there is me. I do not seem to fit in any of this confusion. I, Zapphire, am in another kind. What kind of mother and father would send their daughter to live with these monster? When you are called on, no matter what you are doing you answer. It did not matter if you were in the middle of. Dying? Nope, not when you were theirs. This, a lot of the time ended with half-breeds being born. They would have some variation of the clan's trademark eyes, and sometimes they might even be born with a gift. Half-breeds were usually the ones that were called upon when witches attacked. Their blood was stronger than their human parent or other family members. It enhanced the vampire's own abilities. Oh, but don't worry the humans were allowed to replenish the dewindled human numbers, should no new ones be found.
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Fiction
a day in the snow
When you live in the south, a decent amount of snow actually sticking only happens once in a Blue Moon. For when it does stick, it usually only lasts a day or so before Mother Nature decides it is time for it to melt. However, there are times you know a big snow storm brewing. It is in those times that you know the snow will stay maybe a week or so. The day finally comes when you look outside to a beautiful white blanket. And there it is, one of the most precious things you will ever see. You see the pure joy and excitement in a child's eyes.
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Motivation
