Chain of Destiny: Fears Of Light - Through the Eyes of Amaterasu

 Chain of Destiny: Fears of Light - Through the Eyes of Amaterasu

The morning air bit sharply against Samantha Marie’s skin, the kind of cold that made you tuck your chin deeper into your jacket collar. A thin fog clung to the cracked sidewalks like it refused to let go, curling around her ankles while she waited for the school bus. Earbuds in, music low, she tried to drown out the silence that was never really silent.

At sixteen, Samantha was already tired but also tired of things she couldn’t quite name. Not homework, not even the sleepless nights. This was a more profound exhaustion, the kind that lived in your bones. The weight of waiting for something you couldn’t explain, the heaviness of knowing something was coming—something no one else seemed to feel.

Her dark braids, pulled into a loose bun beneath her hood, slipped free to frame her brown skin and thoughtful eyes. When the bus groaned to a stop, she boarded without a word, sliding into her usual seat halfway back. She pressed her head against the window, watching the city drift past in fragments: neon signs sputtering outside corner stores, stray dogs darting through traffic, kids in uniforms hustling toward another day of noise and monotony.

School. Just the thought soured her stomach.

A vibration against her thigh pulled her from her haze. She thumbed her phone awake.

Cassandra: Girl, did you do that World History assignment?

Samantha: Yeah, finished it late last night.

Cassandra: Thank God. I’m gonna peek over your shoulder.

Samantha: Don’t get me caught.

Samantha almost smiled—almost. A soundless giggle at the back of her throat, but her lips stayed still. The unease in her chest hadn’t gone away. If anything, it had sharpened, coiled tighter.

Halfway down the bus, two boys leaned close, voices low but urgent.

“You hear what went down on the news? About those two students?”

Samantha’s ears pricked.

“Yeah,” the other whispered. “Not just a fight. They said some guy tried to kidnap one of them.”

Another voice joined in, trembling. “And the scene—like an explosion had gone off. Whole block torn apart.”

The words sank into her like ice water. A shiver crawled her spine, too deliberate to be simple fear. It wasn’t just news. It was a warning. A sign.

The bus jolted to a stop at Maxwell High, snapping her back. She stepped down into the courtyard, the morning sun spilling golden across the pavement. For a fleeting second, the warmth wasn’t comforting. It burned. Too hot for autumn, searing against her skin like fire pressed from the inside out. She staggered but forced her steps forward.

Inside, the halls erupted with chatter, lockers slamming like drumbeats, posters for homecoming crowding the walls. The noise washed over her but didn’t reach her, like she was listening from underwater.

“Samantha Marie!”

Raya bounded toward her, curls bouncing, sweater bright under the fluorescent lights. She grinned but slowed as soon as she caught Samantha’s expression. “Girl, what’s with you? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Samantha forced a half-smile, though it felt like lifting stone. “Just… weird morning.”

“Mm-hm.” Raya’s eyes narrowed, unconvinced, but she didn’t press. She hooked her arm through Samantha’s and dragged her toward first period.

Still, the feeling lingered. Not just that she was being watched. It was heavier, higher—like the gaze came not from behind, but from above. Like the very sun itself had eyes. And they were locked on her.

At lunch, Samantha sat beneath the old magnolia tree in the courtyard, unwrapping her sandwich but barely eating. Her gaze drifted upward, through the branches where sunlight filtered in shifting patches of gold.

The light flickered.

And in that flicker, she saw her.

A woman made of fire and silk, standing in a sea of stars. Her skin shimmered like molten gold, her robes flowing like the birth of dawn. Eyes two burning suns stared straight through her, piercing time, memory, destiny.

Samantha gasped. The vision seared into her mind, then vanished as quickly as it had come. Students’ laughter rushed back, cafeteria doors clattering, footsteps across concrete. Ordinary life resumed around her. But she sat frozen.

Because she knew.

This wasn’t a daydream. This wasn’t a coincidence.

Somewhere, others were being called—pulled into the same chain, bound to the same fire. And though she couldn’t yet understand it, she felt the weight of it pressing down.

The chain had begun to turn.

Wrath And Patience by Zoey T Fields

                      

                             Wrath And Patience  

 

  Wrath is a blind Fury of Destruction. Like a flame overtaking a city burning it down to ashes the only cure is patience. As the World Turns it is out of control but our best tool to deal with things      unfortunate or not Is patience;                                                                   

Around 10 p.m., I walked into the bar on a chilly October night. As I open the Squeaky doors to the 

rundown bar, neon lights flash reading coyotes in the window. The smell of cigarette smoke was in the air, 

with rugged suspicious-looking people all around. The sound of sticks hitting pool balls, the sound of people 

arguing, the sound of Drunken conversations, and the scent of alcohol everywhere. I take a sit at the bar. 

The bartender notices me and starts walking towards me. She was beautiful. She had a tannish tone with A 

few freckles on her face, gorgeous lips and long eyelashes, fiery red long hair, and a very slim but curvy 

figure. She was wearing a black Iron Maiden tank top, also noticing her jade-colored eyes. How may I help 

you, hun? Would you like me to make you a drink or something she asked. Yes, I'd like a rum & coke 

Heavy on the rum. I said. A rough night? You seemed to be a little stressed out she replied. Life is usually 

short; besides being on the job right now, I can't think about my life. Right now, I told her. A job?? What 

kind of employment, if you don't mind me asking? Oh, by the way, I'm so sorry; my name is Gwen. I'm 

trying to ask you personal things, and you don't even know my name. She started giggling a little. Trust me, 

and there was no intrusion, by the way. My name is Rell. A unique name, she said.

To answer your question, I'm a detective. I'm looking for someone they were involved in some shady 

things.  I can't say too much. With a look of concern on her face, she said I understand. As she walks away 

to make my drink, I look around to see if I can get any clues. I had a tip that told me that he was here. The 

man I was looking for, the man that took everything from me. I remember it like yesterday, but I try not to. 

You would think, why? Life would put so much hardship on one person. You wouldn't believe it. I was 

married and happy a few years ago. When my wife left me, she took every except for our daughter Kairi 

she didn't want anything to do with her. Even though she left, I still had my princess with me, my world, the 

only person I loved more than life itself, and then a little later, the unthinkable happened someone killed my 

child. Some people would say they were in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was at  My apartment 

small, but I thought it was safe. They broke in, looking for some Jewel or something. I had no idea what it 

was. It just had something to do with my ex-wife. The guy she left me for was some big-time mob boss or 

something. He was looking for something she took from him and assumed I had it or my daughter. He sent 

goons there looking for the jewel. One of the goons, his right hand, was getting frustrated.

 Because of  Kairi's crying, they shot her. She was nine at the time with Big brown Bright Eyes like mine, 

long curly hair, and mocha brown skin like her mother. When I got the call, I rushed home as fast as 

possible. When I arrived, I saw the paramedics and officers Around the crime scene. They asked me who I 

was, and I told them with sorrow on most of their faces. One of the officers walked towards me. He told me 

I'm sorry to say this, but there was a break-in, and when we got here, unfortunately, your daughter had 

already been shot! She passed away minutes after we arrived. As I stood there frozen in disbelief, tears 

began to pour. I felt like I lost everything. I barely had anything left. That was my world. It's all I had left. I 

broke down. That was two years ago. Looking up after being in thought, I saw Gwen walking back 

towards me with a drink in her head. Here you go, hun, rum and coke heavy on the rum. She said with a 

smile. I told her to thank me and gave her the money for the drink and tip. That's a mighty generous tip,$100 

she giggled. I don't get many of your kind here. Someone is easy on the eyes are you, she told me. Trust me; 

I'm nothing special, I said as I began to take a sip from my glass. By the way, can I ask you something? I 

asked her. Sure, she said. I pulled out a picture and showed it to her. It was of the man I was looking for, 

rough-looking. Beard has messy black hair, brown eyes, and almost black Whitish pale skin. I looked about; 

he was in his forties. She looked at the picture With some fear in her eyes. I've seen him here. If you're 

looking for him, I'll tell you to stop! Just go home. He's no good. If you get involved, he will kill you. His 

name is Draco. She said. I can tell he's dangerous, but please tell me what you know. Trust me, I can handle 

it, please, Gwen.! I pleaded to her. She hesitated for a second, then looked into my eyes. He comes here a 

lot. He's here now in the back with his crew; please don't start anything because if he gets pissed off, Draco 

will kill everyone in here. They gave him the nickname the Russian demon because he shows no mercy. 

She said, Shaking with fear. Don't worry. I won't let anyone here get hurt. I am just going to talk to him. 

Even more, worry grew on her face, and then she noticed my small Katana on the side of my bag. I never 

noticed that on your bag is a sword. Don't tell me you brought a sword to a gunfight? Oh Lord Jesus, she 

said as she began to shake. As I said, don't worry, this will be quick. I told her with confidence. I gulped 

down the rest of my drink with fire in my eyes. I got up from the bar and began walking towards the back 

of Draco. As I began to get closer, some of his crewmates started looking at me and whispering That I was 

walking toward him; he smiled and let me get closer. As I was about 2 feet from him I saw he was a lot 

bigger than I thought he was. May I help you, little man, he asked me with a grin. Do you know a woman 

named Rebecca fields? I asked him. Concern and anger grew on his face. He grabbed his pistol, which was 

a desert eagle, pointed to my face, and said who the f*** are you? I'm just a man looking for answers. I told 

him this doesn't have to get violent. He caught this gun, looking like he was getting ready to shoot. Listen, 

Bastard. I don't know who the f*** you are. When I got the time, he screamed at me, you play no damn 

games. I put my right On the hill of my blade. I could see his friends starting to pull their weapons out. I 

looked at his face was red full of anger and concern. That's when I knew there was no more talking. He 

tried pulling the trigger, but before he could, like a flash of lightning, I pulled my blade out, cut the bear's tip-

off, and jabbed him in the throat. With shock on his face, and barely could speak, coughing. f***  Kill this 

f*****. There were five other guys with him. Two of them had guns as well the other ones had knives. Just 

as fast as Before one shot, I deflected the bullet as I ran towards him. I was trying not to kill anyone, so 

instead of Slicing his throat, I knocked him out with the hilt of My sword. While dealing with the two with 

guns, one with a knife grabbed me from behind. I backward head-butted him in the nose, which let me 

get free, and just armed him and did the same with the other guys. After I ensured everybody had their 

weapons gone, I walked to Draco and asked him the same question. With anger in my eyes, I asked him,        

pulling his shirt, do you know who Rebecca fields is? Smiling with blood in his mouth, I don't know what 

the f*** you're talking about, he told me as he spat in my face. For a second, I had the thought of slicing his 

throat. I just pushed him to the ground and sheath my sword. I again walked out of the door. If you hear anyone here, 

I'll come back and kill every last of you. It's not a threat. It's a promise, I told them. I looked at Gwen as I 

apologized for the mess. Hey, I told you no one would get hurt, well, besides those guys. As I walked out 

the door. With vengeance in my eyes.

Chain of Destiny: Fears Of Light by Zoey Fields

Chain of Destiny: Fears Of Light by Zoey Fields



Chapter Two: Princess Of The Flame.



   The next morning as Des and I are walking through the halls of Maxwell High. She is staring at me with a worried look on her face. nervously I Look Away to avoid her gaze. "Kevin, you have been acting so strange ever since yesterday," Des said, "What you are talking about it's your imagination, I said. "Boy, I know when you're acting weird even though you're a little odd anyway," she said, giggling. As I'm walking her to class, I start thinking about that dream, what does it mean? That Angel that beautiful place I was at can't just be my imagination; it felt so Realistic like I was there it's so insane I can't explain it. "Hey, Kevin Hello Earth to Kevin! are you listening? Mm, yes, sorry I just zoned out for a second, I said. Well, It's something I need to tell you said, Des. As she begins to play with her hair, nervously, "Oh, What's up? I said. "So my family is trying to move to Florida. I also got a recommendation for this school down there. I know it's a lot to take in at once, but I had to tell you. " She said." "Yes That's a lot of information to take in at once. I mean, "I will be sad that you're leaving," I said. But honestly, in my mind, I was a little devastated. Don't get me wrong I'm so happy for her, but I'm going to miss her. She's my best friend but more than that she's my world! but I don't think I could honestly tell her that. "I would be very gloomy without Yo... I mean being away from my hometown, but this is a good opportunity for me," she said a little teary-eyed. Wait, what did you say? I asked her with a shocked look on my face." MMM I.. was saying you know that I would miss my home and stuff and people. She replied, blushing nervously. But she was right though Des is very talented and intelligent. I mean, she's at the top of her class physically. She's not that powerful but makes up for it with her skills and abilities. Primarily she has the legendary Master No Tachi, who is interested in training her. Man, Sometimes I wish I were that talented and unique. We make it to the lunchroom, And des run straight to the Chick-fil-A cart she claims that their lemonade is the best in the world. I look around in the cafeteria. Crazy crowded Trying to find a spot so we could sit. As I'm looking around, I feel like someone is watching me. I mean, it's hundreds of people in here Wouldn't that be a natural feeling? I guess. But I look around. I see This guy who is kind of tall With black hair slim but muscular build Wearing a black and gold Nike tracksuit Young looking but still look too old to be a student at the school may be in his early twenties he possibly could be a coach or Trainor don't recognize him so he might be new. I continue to look for a spot to sit down and all of a sudden. Yo Kid, what's your name? I turn around in shock to see him then, saying the guy I noticed earlier behind me. What the hell? He was literally across the lunchroom. How the hell did he get over here so fast, I thought. Sorry to startled you kid, my bad I forgot to introduce myself I'm coach Isaac this is my first day. He said. Nice to meet you, I said nervously, just a little creeped out. While I was talking to him, I looked at him, and he seems very familiar. Mr. Isaac, I mean coach, don't I know you from somewhere I asked. She replies with a grin that's because I'm one of the Holy Saints! I'm partners with Jellal. I'm like his right-hand man. Mr. Isaac said as I looked at him, shocked and amazement. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Chain of Destiny: Fears Of Light by Zoey Fields (2019)

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Chapter One: Heaven’s whisper



It was a chilly December Sunday morning around about 10:00 am as I’m walking through the sanctuary before church started, my hands were so clammy and sweaty because of how nervous I was I’m not the biggest fan of crowds. I decide to sit in the back because there were fewer people there today. Walking to the front of the pulpit was an older gentleman around his late 50s with long white and gray hair, a Somewhat muscular physique, and brown eyes. It was Pastor Goodwin preparing for the sermon. I looked down at my phone to see a message from my best friend, Raydes. Her saying “Good Morning how I’m doing"? I haven’t been doing so well lately. I guess. You could say I’m trying to find myself. Maybe trying to see what is out there and what this world has in store for me. In other words, I want a better spiritual connection. I tell Des. that I’m okay, she replies, I hope so. I ask her to have a good day, and she tells me to do the same I didn’t want the conversation to end so fast. But I guess I’m just too lost in thought right now.
I shut my phone off because the service is about to start. I look around the church to see the people beginning to enter the sanctuary. I look around and see a man who looks like in his Mid-20s. Kind of tall with spiky black hair A very young-looking face with dark green eyes Wearing a black suit with cross designs on the jacket with a Platinum rosary around his neck St. Jellal, One of the younger incorporated into The Holy Saints. Surprising to see someone of his status here. I always thought of me being a saint one day, but I’m nowhere near pure, so I don’t even see that happening. Pastor Goodwin gets up and begins to speak, “We have a special guest joining us for service today, St. Jellal. Please, My Brothers and Sisters, make him feel at home,” as Pastor Goodwin introduces St. Jellal.
Pastor Goodwin begins to start service proceeding to preach as I grabbed my Bible, flipping through a couple of pages. Then I grabbed a piece of winter fresh out of my back pocket and began chewing it. Out of the blue, I hear a Voice saying, “I don’t get a piece, Kevin?” I turn around to see in disbelief “Des.”? I blurt out, looking surprised at her. “What are you doing here?” I asked. With a smile on her face, she replied: “Well, I just wanted to come to service see what's popping beside You’re here anyway, so I was kind of hoping I was going to run into you.” With a grin on my face, I said to her, “well, is that so.” She sits right next to me, and for some reason, she popped into my head all of a sudden.
Her light brown, grayish eyes, her high yellow skin tone with a hint of red. Wearing her black and yellow sundress, which showed off her small but curvy figure. Man, sometimes I don’t realize how beautiful she is. As service continues, St. Jellal gets up and speaks for a minute, but for some reason, I begin to get so drowsy I started nodding off.  Des. Notices and grabs my head and puts it across her chest. With a look of concern, her face as I fall asleep. I open up my eyes for some reason; I’m not in the sanctuary anymore. I look around, and I’m in this beautiful field with flowers all over with this bright white light around it.
There’s a gust of wind blowing, and It feels so good and peaceful here.  All of a sudden, a whisper “Kevin,” I turn around, but I don’t see anything. I hear the whisper again, “Kevin, you’re time will come, you’re destined for great things.” I look around to see where that voice is coming from I shout out, “what do you mean I don’t understand what’s going on?” All of a sudden, this figure appears to me with a light shining so bright that I can barely see clearly. It’s so Angelic I can make out wings with a feminine body type and long golden hair, so I assume it’s an angel or something. The mysterious figure gets closer to me, putting its hand over my head and saying, “You will know enough young Saint” With shock and confusion In my eyes, the white light shines brighter  I open my eyes and look around. I see Des., and She asks, “You must have had a crazy dream, is everything okay?” I look at her and say, “yes, I’m fine.” I look around wondering, was that a dream or me hallucinating? I look at my watch to see the time as it was about 1 o’clock service was about to end soon. I start thinking about that dream. I need to figure out what was going on. Was it real? Or maybe just some fantasy.