Gather the Fliers: Trials and Revelations

Here we are, the end of the week, and I’m ready to move into the weekend.  Yesterday was ten of a busy day.  Not only was a folded work, but when I got home I had to do a video for The Snarking Dead, edit it, and upload prior to putting the post together.  Since I was kind of tired because all of the prior stuff I just mentioned was done as soon as I got home from work, I sat down and watched Maggie, a movie from a couple of years ago with Arnold Schwarzenegger and Abigail Breslin.  It was kind of a zombie movie, but at different zombie movie, and it’s strange seeing Arnold as an older man now, because he’s lost nearly all of his muscle definition and he looks normal.  It’s an enjoyable and interesting flick, and if you have Amazon Prime you can watch it for free.

So is finally nine o’clock PM when I got around to writing.  I thought I might only get off four or five hundred words, but in the doing a little over nine hundred and forty before calling it a night.  Since the night before I had written right around one thousand eighty-one words, I got a thousand words per night average for the last couple of days.  Not bad at all.

I kind of expect to finish up the scene I’m in right now either tonight or tomorrow, because I think I’ve reached the point where I haven’t got that much more to say in the scene.  But I can move on to the final scene and get on with Chapter Ten.  In that chapter I’m going to write about special things these kids do during class, which means it gotta get my thinking cap on and start devising them.  Yeah, I know pretty much what they’re going to do, but it’s always a case of, “Now I can write this stuff out so the readers will understand it,” which can be a pain in the butt at times.  At least I know that a couple of the scenes are in the movie trailer, so I’ll just pull those off and write around them.  Because that’s what writers do.

Now, back to the Ready Room.  Emma asked Kerry if he thought she do well in a judgment match.  Right off the bat Kerry steps in with a correction…


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)


“It’s judgment trial. And yes, I think you could. You can still do an Air Hammer, can’t you?”

During their last overnight flight of their B Levels, Kerry found time to help Emma perfect an Air Hammer spell, and by the time their school level ended she’d become good enough that Kerry told her she could probably use it as an offensive spell. “I can still do one, but not as well as you. Also, I’m not a sorceress: I can’t use dark energy.”

“Neither can Franky: he was a crap sorceress.” He gave a slight shrug. “If you ever get into a match with Franky, just keep hitting him with Air Hammers over and over and don’t let up.”

“What if they’re not that good?”

“It doesn’t matter as long as you keep throwing them. And the one thing you are good at, Emma, is crafting a spell fast. Move around the ring, throw spells, keep him off-balance.” Kerry grinned. “That’s how you beat a guy like him.”

The bravado that Emma had shown moments faded slightly. “I don’t want to have to fight him, but if I have to, I will.” She patted Kerry’s arm. “And thanks for not jumping in and saying you would fight for me.”

Kerry chuckled. “Like I said, you can take care of yourself. I ain’t some dude who’s gotta keep their masculinity on display; I know the girls here are as good, or better, than the boys when it comes to handling themselves in bad situations. You can all hold your own in a fight.”

Emma said nothing for about ten seconds, then spoke in a soft tone. “There’s probably few people here who could beat you in a fight.”

He shook his head. “I’ve never been a real fight. Sparred and done stuff against zombies in Self Defense class, but I’ve never been in a judgment trial like Annie was.” Kerry look straight ahead. “Once you’re on the Mat it’s a completely different story.”

“You’d do good. I think when it really comes to fighting Annie’s probably the only person who’s your equal.”

Kerry half turned his head so he could see his wingmate. “Why do you say that?”

For just a moment Emma looked straight ahead as if she was considering something. She didn’t look directly at Kerry as she spoke. “Fabienne’s in class with you on Sunday. She’s told me a few things.”


Kerry is definitely not the sort of guy who will step in and say, “Don’t worry I’ll take care of this for you, little girl.”  He knows he get his butt dusted by someone if they tried that, more than likely by Annie.  He’s been aware since the first day of school that the girls outnumber the boys considerably, and if you’re someone suffering from a fragile masculinity, you’re not going to do well.

He knows his wingmate well enough to know that if he started doing a lot of chest something all she was arguing with Franky, you’re likely pissed Emma off bad.  He also would cause her to lose face.  Fortunately, Kerry knows Emma can defend herself well enough because he showed her the one spell she could use to do that.  And we finally learn something about her concerning magic: she can craft a spell quickly.  Maybe she does know whole lot of spells, but if I can keep throwing Air Hammers at you every two or three seconds, I don’t need to know on spells.

And now we learn one last thing: apparently, there someone in Annie’s and Kerry’s Advanced Self Defense class who’s talking about them–


Kerry was aware that Fabienne Ratsiraka, a D Level from Toamasina, Madagascar, was also Emma’s covenmate, but he hadn’t been aware they conversed. “What has she said?”

“She says Annie and you spend almost all your time together working on your forms and that you two either spar with each other or you spar with Professor Chai. She said you’re both learning something called Kali and that you not only know how to fight hand-to-hand, but that you use weapons as well.” Emma look straight ahead for a moment again. “She said you’re both really good at using magic with martial arts, too.”

He didn’t find anything Emma said surprising. Yesterday Professor Lovecraft had told her students about how people spread rumors, and Kerry knew that both Annie and he were the source of a number of rumors. The one thing he hadn’t heard to this point, however, was the work they did in Advanced Self Defense. He found that a bit unusual as there were eight other students besides Annie and him, and he was almost certain that one of them would start talking about how the two B Levels were spending all their time learning a Filipino martial art—and that they were both getting rather good at it fast.

Kerry did his best to sound nonchalant. “Yeah, Annie and I do Kali and we both picked it up fast. One of the reasons why we do work together is because were the only ones in the class doing Kali and the only other person is any good at it is Professor Chai.” He gave his wingmate a slight smile. “And knowing how to use it with magic is half the fun, isn’t it?”

Emma shook her head. “Sometimes I don’t know about you, Kerry. It’s like, in a school full of witches you’re the most mysterious student in our level. I don’t think anyone here really knows what you’re up to most of the time.”

Kerry felt the need to put her coat on this conversation. “One person knows what I’m up to all the time.”

Emma’s face pinched up as if she just tasted something sour. “Sure. One person does.”


It has been mentioned in sort of an offhand way that Annie and Kerry are the only ones taking Kali, the martial arts out of the Philippines that is also known as Arnis and Eskrima, and is used quite a lot in movies and television because it looks impressive as hell, as well is being deadly.  Here we find out that the only people Annie and Kerry are sparring with Professor Chai, because she’s the only other person in the class who knows the discipline well enough to keep up with them.  Yeah, they’re like a couple of little Jason Bournes running around the School of Salem just waiting for someone to give him shit so they can put him down a couple of quick hand movements.  Or maybe they’ll just create bastons made out of mystical energy and beat the crap out of someone.  Either way, it sounds like you’re not someone you want to mess with.

The last line, though… Yeah, Emma still got that bit of sour taste in her mouth for Annie and how she seems to be a certain wingmate’s one and only.  Time to grow up, Emma–oh wait: you have!  Sorry, just had to get that one in.  This is probably the point in Emma’s life were she’s gonna have to realize that she needs to get Kerry’s relationship with Annie behind her, because it isn’t going to go away.  And since it seems as if this year the two of them may be spending a lot of time alone out in the wild, if she doesn’t put the relationship behind her, it’s just going to eat her up.

Also, there’s that whole thing from the year before where Annie threatened to break Emma’s kneecaps, and that threat hasn’t gone away.  Step out of line, Boulder Ginger Girl, and you’re going to find a Bulgarian Buttercup in your face faster than you can say “soul mate”.  In some circumstances Annie would likely help Emma if he was needed, but in one particular circumstance, she would grind her ass into the dirt until she was dust.

Annie doesn’t make threats: she makes promises.

And speaking of promises, we finally get to see Vicky coming into the class and doing the thing that she supposed to do, which is instruct all the little flyers on what to expect this year in Advanced Flight Two.

And what she expects is a lot…