Atrichos is a story that i had begun to post before, however i read through it today and realised "man, a lot of what i wrote was written pretty shittily." And before i knew it i had gone through and fiddled with it. I know i said i am currently working on something big, and i stick by that, but writing one thing bores me, so you can expect, if not more chapters of stories at least revisions of them. Especially Children of the Wyvern and Sylphan Undrael, i just reread them and they are nowhere near as good as i remember. And Ajsammy, don't worry, i have another chapter of DBPR in the works, your legacy shall live on.

Far in our future, man overran our world to an extent greater than it could possibly sustain. All creatures living above, on or in the planet drew closer to one inevitable conclusion. Thus did humankind propose a radical solution, the greater segment of the population departed into the great beyond through a worldwide initiative, ships that were assembled far superseding the surface of the earth became cities in their own right. These great bodies were filled with the greatest technology available to the architects and unto the surrounding stars the ships were propelled.

Those who were left upon the earth slowly dwindled. There were too few individuals left to man all the machines that kept modern man alive. The resident human population shrivelled and regressed as it's massive life support system grew closer to failing. Eventually all of mankind upon earth perished and life could begin to repair the broken world.

The ships that departed spent thousands of years trying to find a new world for humanity. Earth remained within the records of the vessels, but was slowly buried beneath the massive quantity of later information. Eventually all most humans knew of their home was that it had died and as such they had left. The name earth grew into a synonym for paradise, an unattainable perfection that constantly slips out of reach.

Eventually a vessel by name of Janus found nestled within a binary star system a planet which could support it's population. The six other rocky planets in the orbit were slowly colonised over centuries by the Janites, as the people of the ship of Janus came to be known. In their system, which gained the name Jan, the three gas giants were observed and sampled by colonies floating in their atmosphere, deep within the core of the smallest, Dura, the Janites found a material unlike any they had so far encountered. The element let out immense amounts of radiation and could be implemented into a reactor that provided enough energy to power an entire planet using a piece no bigger than a golf ball. The Janites studied the new element, dubbed Exousium, and slowly built up, not so much an understanding, but a mere glimpse into the object's potential.

Thus the Janites developed the corridor reactor, this allowed them to bend space around their ships. With a coordinate inputted into the drive the ship would be isolated in a pocket of reality which could then travel, in a ripple like motion, far faster than matter could. Thus the Janites expanded far past the Jan system. Many stars fell under the control of the Janites and their empire grew.

However, as befalls all great empires, dissension grew, and whole systems split from the Janite empire. Many of these groups tried to conquer systems from the Janites and they were forced to defend themselves and retaliate.

The greatest force to assail the Janites came in the form of the Orkan Dominion, they had their roots on Orkus, an incredibly large planet with a surprisingly low gravity. The planet lay only thirty rotations of Janos (the initial planet of the Janites) corridor travel away, within the system of Orcc.

The planet was a production hub, with most of the grey surface covered in factories powered by excessive amounts of Exousium. It did not take long for the newly split Orkan Republic to get overwhelmed by one of the senators within it's commanding circle, with Commander Hanera Gruchaph at the helm the production lines were quickly modified to mass produce warships of every description. A small sliver of Exousium was all it required for one of these ships to power up it's lasers, or Photon Cannons, as they were more properly referred to.

With an armada of warships the Orkan Dominion soon started its plan of invading all Janite systems. The worlds under Janite rule found that the ships available to guard them were too few in number and so totally eclipsed in military power that the aggressive advance was a total success, within twenty JSY (Janite Standard Years) half of the Janite Empire had fallen to the Orkan Dominion.

Then, when the future looked bleak for the Janites, upon a small world far from the Dominion a scientist tinkering with a sample of Exousium found that by plating it with a thin layer of the armour of the original Janus ship, which had been produced in secrecy and remained a mystery to Janite scientists, he was able to modify the emitted particles such that they were regressed down to below the stage of quarks. With a great deal of experimentation he noticed within the particle mess there appeared to be something resembling a charge, normal sources of positive and negative charge did nothing to the particles. However he eventually found that there were five types of particle emitted, and each was attracted by different wavelengths of light.

The particle attracted to red light and anything further on the spectrum (i.e. The longest wavelengths) was soon found to be incredibly efficient at penetrating the shields equipped on all the Janite ships and, since the technology was the same, the Orkan ships. They penetrated directly through matter and would rip apart the bonds that held it together, however these would form into higher particles far more readily than the others and thus had a much shorter range of only about ten kilometres at the longest possible wavelength, at normal red light the maximum range was only one hundred metres.

The other particles all had different properties, however i will only go into two more. The opposite end, the particles attracted to blue light and anything with a shorter wavelength would not pass through material at all and were about 200 times the mass of the red light particles, they had a range of up to ten thousand kilometres, however oddly at one particular wavelength of blue light their range was only two hundred metres.

The fifth particle he discovered was odd, it was repelled by all light and sought the darkness. When it came into contact with true white light it would explode violently. It could be contained within a box of the Janus armour where the walls were at least three inches thick.

These were quickly adopted by the Janite military. The blue particles, called Kyanons, were adopted for propulsion, whereas the red particles, called Kokkinons, were adapted into new weapons that could pierce through the shields of the Orkan fleet.

Soon a small contingent of the newly equipped ships faced down the entire Orkan armada. When a ship was about to be destroyed light would be shone upon the black particles, called Mavrons, annihilating the dilapidated ship and preventing the technology falling into Orkan hands.

After a fierce war the Orkan Dominion was pushed back and the Janites recovered their empire. Soon afterwards back on Orkus Commander Gruchaph was deposed violently from his position of leader and the returned Orkan Republic made peace with the Janites, although they never truly saw eye to eye.

During the war one Janite mothership had a drastic malfunction. The large craft lost control of its corridor reactor and hurtled off into the void. The craft was in the corridor for fifty JSY before it emerged from the random coordinates inputted by the malfunction. As it emerged it fell towards a planet enclosed in green, the five thousand residents of the Moneta, as the ship was called, departed in the escape craft that, unlike the Moneta itself, still had power. The three largest; Clio, Melpomene and Urania, landed in the north. One on one northern landmass, and the other two at different ends of the other great northern land mass. Six other ships survived the landing, and they were the; Calliope, Euterpe, Thalia, Terpsichore, Erato and Polyhymnia. These all scattered across the three southern land masses that were not locked in ice, and the base of one of the Northern continents.

The northern land mass upon which Melpomene landed was connected to the southern mass upon which Polyhymnia embarked by a land bridge. They however were disconnected from the others. The Euterpe landed on its own separate continent. The Calliope, Erato and Thalia landed in different sides of the same continent and Terpsichore landed in the east of the Northern continent, the north gained Urania and the West, Clio. Moneta itself crashed in a small sea that separated the area around Clio and the continent of Calliope, Erato and Thalia.

The three large ships grew into cities, whereas the small ships regressed into tribes, like primitive man. They grew to reflect this, becoming brutish in manner and countenance.

In Clio, using remnants of the ship, they managed to construct small, slow moving barges that could travel above the ground or sea, however they could not handle inclines or moving over trees and in their new forested world that became a problem. These barges were used primarily therefore as sea transport. Over time the residents lost their ability to produce these and thus as they began to fail they grew rarer and thus the easier to build, more primitive wooden sailing ships became the norm.

In this way the city dwellers too began to fall back through layers of development until a few individuals pushed back and the residents began to redevelop like humans had in the distant past.

These people became the twelve lords of Clio, the Hyacinthae, and they ruled well.

Many years later, the descendant of one of the lords, Aphyrus and his wife took a long trip in one of the old barges, named Diskus, to celebrate the birth of their son. Then at sea the old wiring faulted. Propulsion failed, the ship just floated at the mercy of the winds to the shore of a continent before the entire thing failed and collapsed onto the sand.

Aphyrus was a strong and intelligent man, one glance at the surrounding vegetation told him he was near the equator. The creatures there were ferocious and should not be gambled with. With deliberate motions he removed pieces of the ship nail by nail and plank by plank, then he set to work and built a platform up in a nearby tree. With only rocks and a penknife for tools his hands were soon scratched and the platform was rudimentary at best. Using the large leaves from a nearby plant and a length of cloth torn from one of his shirts he made an umbrella like roof.

When his wife and child were safely in the tree he descended back to the Diskus, he gathered food, casks of clean water and bedding and cached them on the platform as well.

He also took a rare and costly item, which even to us would seem archaic, a device identical in function to old flintlock firearms, it had a smoothbore barrel and, although it had a different name, we shall refer to them as muskets for sake of comprehensibility.

With his weapon, a spiral box mounted on his belt containing the ammunition (small steel balls) pushed round the spiral with a spring, and a similarly attached horn filled with 'Blast Dust' as they called it, an early form of gunpowder, he climbed up to the platform and they had an uneasy night.

Over the next month the platform became a proper dwelling and Aphyrus felt himself begin to relax. Within the rainforest to the east he had occasionally half-delusionally pictured men travelling, but never had he truly found anything.

Then on one day that changed. He was sitting below the hut, whittling a spear from a branch of mysteriously dark wood, when from the jungle lumbered a strange brute. He walked on his knuckles, he had a remarkable face, it was barely wider than Aphyrus' but was almost twice the size, with a flat nose and slanted forehead it gave the impression of a dumb beast, but the massive cranium behind the forehead and the sharp eyes that peered from below the heavy brow disputed this theory. His mouth was very wide, and from it protruded two tusks a half inch long from the bottom jaw.

He was heavily built beyond belief, with arms that looked like they could crush Aphyrus with ease, his legs were shorter but stocky, his shoulders were over a metre in width and he was covered in dark brown hair, with that on his back being practically black. The visitor looked at Aphyrus and lumbered back into the jungle.

It was no more than two days later that his wife was struck with a terrible fever. It was all he could do to keep her comfortable, with the meagre supply of medicinal plants available to him she continued to fade away. The beast occasionally returned only to melt away again, a couple of other individuals appeared too, including a young female who Aphyrus could swear he saw crying at sight of his ill wife.

Despite all his efforts his wife fell to the fever within the week. He conducted a sparse funeral, laying her to rest under a fruiting tree, with a headstone formed from the hull of the Diskus, the epitaph read 'Sarine Ghirokto, dearest wife, beloved mother. Here she fell to one of the few devils a loyal husband cannot hold back.'

The father tried to care for his son, but a man cannot raise a baby on his own, especially in the environment he found himself. The babe slowly weakened until a strange striped cat, prowling through the trees, lured by it's hunger, chanced itself at the mouthful in the platform.

Dara, the cat lunged at the baby but was smote a terrific blow to the jaw by Aphyrus and fell to the ground. Aphyrus overbalanced and fell too, upon landing he pulled out his musket and shot a round directly into the head of Dara, the enraged feline fell to the ground and began to stumble towards the man. Aphyrus quickly began to reload and fifteen seconds later levelled the musket at the cat again, he pulled the trigger, the flint struck the frizzen, ignited the powder in the pan and then the barrel promptly exploded in his hands. He had left a small air gap between the ammunition and Blast Dust, this caused the critical failure. Aphyrus still lunged at the cat and met his doom under he claws of the feline.

The cat could eat the man at his feet but she had cubs to feed, the babe would be easier to transport. Thus she advanced on the squalling infant when in rushed the young female that Aphyrus had seen before. She gave the cat a crushing blow to its chest and this forced the cat to remember it's earlier injury. It curled up upon the ground and stilled. The female put her foot on its chest and roared to the sky a horrific challenge. This female approached the son of Aphyrus and scooped him up into her arms, the delicacy with which the brute handled the babe could have almost convinced you that the beast earlier was a different creature. The brute swaggered off into the jungle with the little child in tow.

The brute was a huge ape-like creature, at about the stage of primitive man it surpassed Homo Sapiens in every manner excluding intelligence but in this man only barely won. Doubtless, if their society was less ruthless and hinged on purely physical prowess these creatures would have long ago surpassed us.