BY Chrys Phillips
Earching through the darkness of the frosty night, his eyes searched to find an answer. His eyes kept trying to find something, anything, to explain why his destiny wasn’t what he wanted.
Zavier stood strong. His body still and his back gently covered with beaded droplets of water from his dusk swim. His taught muscles were shadowed by the moonlight, and one could see the tone and form of a gladiator! His body was built enticingly strong and it tempted you to want to touch him. To feel his sculptured build and possibly feel his tender kiss.
Even though Zavier was built with strength and formed to be a gladiator sadly, tonight he stirred no power. He was just…Zavier. A guy wanting to feel the love of another. A guy wanting answers, and a guy who wanted to feel, he was sincerely liked for just being…himself. But he was nowhere near finding this feeling in his life, nor in finding the answers he searched for. Zavier kept searching the night, trying to find answers, to where his fate lied.
While Zavier pondered his thoughts trying to find the answer he desperately needed, his younger brother Zac was asleep.
Zavier stood peering over his pool balcony, watching the quiet town of Lakeview below him. Tonight in Lakeview only the crashing of the seas waves could be heard. They rolled in simultaneously, one after another and crashed onto the shore. Zavier always found comfort in the waves of Lakeview’s coastline and tonight it was no different. Each pounding wave smashed against the black cliffs of Lakeview’s coast, while others broke up against The Pier Cafes wooden structure. It didn’t really matter how or where these waves crashed, he just wanted answers. Answers that seemed unresolved for centuries. Tonight Zavier had no girl with him. Not that his handsome looks and sexy charm was to blame for it. He was deliciously irresistible and had a tenderness within that could be felt in his kiss. There was one reason, and it was that, he just didn’t feel like partying or just playing the games people do in love or lust. He was tired of the game and tonight if he could, he wanted warmth, compassion, desire and the passion to ignite within his core and to escape his world. To be near someone who truly cared for him for who he was, not for what he could do. Zavier had not found that in anyone over the centuries. Not this night or any other nights, were his cravings for love fulfilled, it seemed he only found lustful distractions.
The sun was breaking over the Lakeview coastline and Zavier had not slept. His body had tossed and turned the entire night. A light was reflecting off the glass window in his room and shone hauntingly sweet over his naked shoulders and torso. Another day was beginning in Lakeview and school was back from the weekend socializing.
“Hey Zac, you want to blow off the first day back and ride our motorbikes down to the coast?” Zavier asked Zac as he stood eating his cereal, while flicking the remote onto the music stations.
“Sure, anything to keep me away from feeling like an outsider in that place.” Zac walked by Zavier into the kitchen to eat a bagel with cream cheese.
“Sure bro, I hear you. We have plenty of days at school, in fact an eternity!”
Zac smirked before taking another bite of his bagel. They ate, then groomed themselves and in minutes, were riding their motorbikes down to the scenic coast of Lakeview.
Away from the Zenmore brothers bad boy action, of not attending school today, Lakeview High was bustling as usual. The football coach was handing out to the cheerleaders of The Bears football team flyers to be placed around the campus for the pep rally social event. The pep rallies were very important in the history of this schools events, and it was a school tradition. Ashlee was trying out this year for head cheer and she instantly obliged, to hand out the flyers. She wanted to show her skills in getting this rally to the highest success ever!
Ashlee rushed through the school crowd around to the lockers. Everyone was chatting loudly and grabbing their next classes books. She stood quietly by Zaviers locker. She wanted to see if he was there. She looked around and kept hoping he would turn the corner and give her a wink, with his black hair sexily covering his brooding eyes. However, to her disappointment he wasn’t anywhere to be seen and she rushed to her class.
The Zenmore brother’s apartment seemed quiet. No brothers were there, no brothers were swimming or training. Although, an unwelcome and dangerous intruder had entered their home…
Extracts of Zenmore ‘s Bros – Zavier and Zac
…………. it was upon Lakeview, a soulful anguish that was now destroying it’s once peaceful surrounds.
Immortals where to not live together here as a deal was made between, Zenmore and Cajuata. Zavier was to
suffer with this deal, and he was to feel the pain of longing and emptiness. The chaos was brimming as the
snow fell delicately over Lakeview’s terrain, that just mirrored irony to the harshness of what was actually
occurring here. The stark white snow was wrapping the land with a crisp coating of snowfall and a depth of
icy soft powder. The angered tones of immortals pledging revenge was muffled by tears and the roars of
anger. Threats of payback to Zenmore resonated, as his dark magic was banishing them from their home.
Centuries had rolled into centuries, of peaceful living, and this once privileged home was now an array of
anger, torment, confusion and place of harmful threats. Arc walked ahead sad. His eyes brimmed with pain
and anger at Zenmore’s sudden betrayal to Arc’s people. They had been friends throughout the ages, and now
Zenmore was betraying him and harshly sending them to be banished in the harshest weather, to leave
Lakeview with no reasons. He could not overpower the magic that pulled them away from Lakeview and his
vengeance was branded within him even though he was a peaceful man with a compassionate core for his
people. Vex saw Angelique falling to her knees, and the snow began to pile around her long skirt and threaded
silk coat. She cried without any hope to move any further, she felt the defeat of Zenmore’s black magic and
that she could not leave Zavier. She could not feel the pain of never to see him again, as forever for immortals
is endless, and this pain was ripping her into a state of hopelessness. Zavier watched the chaos his eyes filled
with disbelief and disappointment, to see his home becoming a war torn place. How could the wars of the
universe with immortals now be in his and Zac’s home?
“Angelique!” Zavier shouted loudly, as he ran towards her.
“My Zavier!” Angelique cried, as she yelled out his name “what is to become of me without you? What is
happening?” She sobbed hard with hands over her eyes, blinding her not to see the pain around her. Her
people where being forced by magic to leave and their home was lost. The winter was harsh and where were
they to go? Why had Zenmore done such a malice act towards them? When they had never harmed him or his
immortal creations. Zac watched frozen in his steps, the only place that was safe for him was Lakeview and
now it was a war zone, split down the land, Zenmore and his immortal army, the sleeping mortals of
Lakeview and he and his brother against the other immortals and their creed on the other side, as if enemies
in a war. Zavier raced to Angelique determined to save her. Zenmore caught his heroic act and raised his
withered arm up high, cracking open the sky to thrust a barrier that no one could permeate thru. Zavier ran
until he just jolted to a stop. He turned to Zenmore, his eyes burning red fueled with anger and frustration he
yelled over the peoples’ cries and threats of vengeance.
“NO! Stop this damn torment; allow me to get to Angelique!”
Zenmore stood solid and ignored his son. He did not move, nor did he care to feel anyone’s emotions but his
own. He had to do this as it was Cajuata’s asking. He was bound to see this thru.
“Angelique, don’t worry I shall find a way to you, you shall not be alone!”
“Zavier!” She sobbed looking at his red eyes and feeling his frustration and anger trying to get closer to her.
“Stand up Angelique be strong, remember how strong you are and run to me, run!” Zavier pleaded to
Angelique, with pain gripping his immortal core, in fear for her. Angelique wiped her tears, stood up and ran
faster than she ever had. She held her long skirt, that was wet and heavy from sitting on the snow. She held it
up and ran fast to Zavier, with Vex running closer behind her. Vex saw her running to the Zenmores and was
concerned for her as he hated them now, for what they were doing to his people. He yelled to her over the
“Angelique! Stop they are now your enemy!”
Angelique heard nothing but Zavier’s words and ran to him, she was smiling as was Zavier to see her now
closer. His feet could run no further to her, but he stretched out his arms to take her safety. She opened her
ams. They both smiled, feeling their souls closer now. She smiled and Zavier smiled back, winking to her that
she was now safe. As she neared his arms, Vex grabbed her arm from behind and another was coming behind
closer, to grab he too.
“No! Vex! Zavier!” She cried.
Zavier held her hand tight and he pulled her over to his safety, with his immortal strength. The other immortal
had now ran over and grabbed Angelique and Vex and he, began to pull to drag her across the snow.
“I shall always love you Zavier, my Zavier I shall always love you…”
Zavier squeezed her hand as it slipped its grip from his hand, Vex pulled harder and Angelique was being
tugged. Zavier saw the pain in her eyes he gripped her finger tight, trying to use his strength to keep her close
and then they pulled harder and within seconds they dragged her away across the snow. They walked in front
of her dragging her behind, she cried uncontrollably. Zavier watched with terror in his core and anger to
Zenmore. He yelled nothing back to her, he felt like he had not saved her, and his soul ached with shame. He
watched her being dragged away and watched his soul being cut with every second, she moved farther into
the distance. He stood alone. The snow fell over him, with gentle affection, however no one was there. His
life had changed. Lakeview was now changed, Zac was with Zenmore and the mortals of Lakeview slept
never knowing immortals existed amongst them, and never knowing what had transpired on the outskirts of
Lakeview. The snow fell over the dugouts left behind, from where Angelique was dragged and over the
trekked footsteps of many. The snow fell, filling the chaos of marks left over the land, creating a scene where
nothing had transpired. Zavier kept looking ahead hoping it was no true, that she would run back from the
trees where they left, though sadly, he stood for hours and the moon was rising and no Angelique had
returned. She had possibly, left forever. Zavier walked forward Zenmore’s magic had diminished and he
walked slowly to where she had sat on her knees, yelling out to him. His mind kept playing it over and over
tormenting him with this scarred torturous moment. He felt the snow where she sat with his hand, his eyes red
and glistening with tears. He opened his hand and saw Angelique’s silver ring…
“Zavier! This time you are outnumbered b the hundreds, how can you defend yourself with no Zenmore or Zac or anyone? You are not cared about and this is where your reign ends! Zavier we are near we can sense the sweat on your brow and now we are going to win!”
Zavier looked back over his shoulder and in his view was a mob of brutal immortals racing towards him. Within the thickest interior of Velvet Forest, were crowded entangled trees that allowed no space to run. Each tree was
covered in thorns as sharp as cutthroats. They lined the density of Velvet Forest in a tangled wall of thick branches, winding as vines. There was only one way through and he had to keep on pushing on and running forward, to
get to her before they did! He ran and his tight tee was tearing of at each push through the thickness of the forests plantation. He was enduring torture. Each time he was moved a step faster away from the platoon of fierce
immortals behind him, determined to kill him, his tee tore open more and his biceps sliced with gashes bleeding. His pain was intense his body ached. Zavier is never known to anyone in the way she knows him. She knew he had
\a sincere soul. They only ever view his actions and how he can be evil, to defend his brother and his life, she knew who he was, he was always crying out to be just a guy. A guy to love and a man to be cherished. Zavier’s honourable race to get to her sadly now, could be to his demise. Why did he have to endure such loneliness? He had to be gladiator and be in his own war, since always, with Zenmore.
He had no one today, how empty he saw his life was. Such a man Zavier was, that no one ever saw, and here he was risking his being of existence, for her.
Zavier turned on the shower and just wanted to wash his problems away……the water steamed up the bathroom and all that could be seen was Zavier’s muscle toned, skin contours glistening with the water running over his body.
“ZAVIER! Enough, I do not find you humorous what are you here for?
“I saw a soul-catcher today and I don’t know the story of how you banished them, to be ready for any war.”
“A soul-catcher you say? Why would any of them reenter here? This is not what we need!”
“We? You mean your sons and you? Or just you and some selfish desire you have?”
“Zavier if I want to I can eradicate you now! Stop your chatter!” Zenmore sent a burning flame to Zavier and scorched his arm. Zavier’s eyes turned red and he glared at Zenmore just wanting to take him on, as he had enough of his abuse, but he knew he would be risking Zac’s safety and he grinded his teeth in pain and remained quiet.
“Now I have your attention Zavier! They murder mortals to gain power. The more they murder the more power they get and they’re army grows in size as they obtain strength they multiply! By being here they want Lakeview as this is where they feel powerful. If they conquer this town they can continue revenging through earth till I have no place here and neither shall you!”
“Do they have a weakness?” Zavier asked clenching his fist trying to show no appearance of pain from Zenmore’s heartless injury on him.
“she’s gone! just gone!” zac said holding back the sorrow. “Gone! As in killed?”