Okay so I've been having trouble for a while now. Mostly life issues that have prevented me from finding good inspiration for my story. However that time has passed and I am re-energized and aching to write again. So very soon we will be seeing an update to NEHC. The next chapter is: NEHC Chapter 14 War of the Heart. And I have a bit of a preview for one of the upcoming chapters, just to show that I have actually been working on SOMETHING. This is a brief tease from the chapter "The Mettle of a Knight" which is Chapter 17:

His arm came down fast, trailing black smoke as it did. Kemp quickly grabbed Alana and tried to use his body to shield her from the strike, though his instincts told him that a weapon like Paradis would simply pass through them both. Kemp felt Alana's arms tighten and felt her heart racing as the blow continued to fall.

However... it never landed.

"What the hell?!" Paradis said, confused by what stood before him.

The long dark hair that covered the man's face was blowing faintly in the wind. The fingers, like those of spider legs, were holding the smoking sword as blood trickled down the arm from his faintly glowing palm. The man was panting as he stood there. "I'm sorry... it took me so long... to get here" he said in between breathes.

Kemp looked up at the sight and let out a chuckle. He managed to get up from the ground and took a stance. He began to spark with red arcs of energy. "Raudur Eldring" he said in a very calm manner as he pushed his hand forward, allowing the arcs of red lightning to erupt towards the three knights. Balthazaar and Elizabeth lept to either side of the room while Nick took the brunt of the attack. He managed to turn much of it around him and out the huge palisade window behind him. The window shattered into thousands of pieces and as the knight landed a curtain of powered and melted glass slowly drifted down like a soft snow fall. He huffed a bit but was unharmed save for a blackened bit on his left cheek where some of the electricity had arced.

So... the boy had some power left after all. Balthazaar thought to himself. "Paradis!" Balthazaar yelled as the other knight quickly turned towards him. "I'll deal with Kemp... You know what to do" he said.

Paradis nodded and took an offensive stance with his shadowy blade. "Who the hell are you?"

A voice very quietly came from the other man.

"What did you just say?" Paradis asked, loosening his stance a bit... unsure of what was about to happen.

After a moment the voice rose. "I said... You're not being very nice to my friends" The man's head suddenly turned up, his face was grim and his eyes wild. "Don't hurt them anymore!" he shrieked in defiance.

SO there is that for all of you... Also i will be re-doing this story at some point with the names altered for the most part. I just want to remind everyone who is written about in the story: I REALLY DON'T HATE ANY OF YOU! Like seriously! You are in it because I find you to be an interesting character to write about and a character that can work within the context of the story. Obviously Nick isn't actually like this and Lord knows Conroy isn't ANYTHING like this, now one of his characters in a Vick and Kyle game was but that's besides the point. So No one take offense to this and even if you do... well I don't care much.

In other news, the Shotguns part of this post, I am also starting work on something else. No magical powers this time, well maybe some mysticm but nothing major like in previous works of mine. This one is more of a Shadowrun-esque setting, however the Corporations don't own everything... the Federal Government does in the name of Equality and socialism. The story is going to be kept under wraps, as I want the premise to be kept quiet for now until it is actually released, but once it is I hope you will all enjoy it. It's a very bleak view of the future if trends in Washington continue. The world may not be our own but aspects of it inspire aspects of this world and it is going to be a view of the world under extreme Liberalism, as Extreme Conservatism is so cliched now that its boring. Look for that soon as well.