The metal gate was still open since the council’s departure. The hall was dimly lit by torches around the forum. The hall on its own was a remarkable feat of engineering. Most of it was carved out of stone, and beautiful jewels glittered the gray floor. There were also several engravings on the walls of past council leaders. There were about hundreds of them, dating back thousands of years.
“The council possessed various magical capabilities, and most of these were achieved by rituals,” Walker explained, “If the council really did summon the undead, they would have left behind some evidence of a ritual.” Walker knew there might not have been any evidence left, considering the undead first appeared about a month ago. Isabella and Walker split up to search the hall, but they could find nothing out of the ordinary.
“Nothing,” Isabella informed.
Walker gave a grief sigh; perhaps the stranger was right after all. “Isanbak must have been behind all this.” Walker then started thinking, “but Isanbak doesn’t posses such powers, he is after all only human.” Walker was correct, the council wasn’t full human, they were born of a special blood, and it gave them special powers, no one really knew how you were born this way, but most believed it was part of fate, and if you were born of this special breed, you were to be put into the council.
“Very well done, Walker,” a deep voice came from behind.
“Isanbak,” Walker turned around to face the intruder.
“It would seem you have almost uncovered everything, but you are wondering, how I could have been responsible for the undead,” he smiled, “now, before I kill you, I will show you how it is done.”
Walker was shocked, how could a five star general betray the country he swore to protect? Isanbak pulled a small gem from his pocket. It had the insignia of the wolf, the same insignia of the Yuko tribe.
“Come forth my servants!” Isanbak raised the gem up to his chest level, and the gem started to glow. The colorless gem then turned purple, and right before Walker’s eyes, a pool of darkness unfolded before him. Several skeletons came up from the pool and drew their blades. They stood in formation in front of Isanbak, hiding him from view.
“I hope you remember my little friends here,” Isanbak turned his back on Walker, “I do not know how you survived the incident at Rabona, but you shan’t live though this one, I assure you,” he paused for a bit, “kill them both.”
The skeletons marched towards Walker as the pool of darkness closed up, they surrounded Walker and Isabella so there was no escape.
They were speechless and defenseless, how were they going to get out of this. Suddenly, the skeletons stopped face to face with them. They then magically disintegrated into dust.
“That works too,” Isabella commented.
“That makes three times friend, I hope you understand I am the truth,” the stranger had saved Walker yet again.
“Who are you?” Walker was stunned by the sequence of events.
The stranger withdrew his blade, “come, I need to show you something first, we can talk on the way there.”
Walker now knew he was in for much more then what had met the eye.
Timothy Tang
17
Rockdige Secondery
Jan 13th 1992
[[ The Wishlist ]]
I could use a new set of headphones...
More guitars?
Maybe a grand piano...
and the will power to write my books
If only life was a fantasy story...
A weekend away with my extended family perhaps? (You know who you are) (^_^)
Fantasy of Darkness (A book project of mine)
Da creater
[[ Don't talk crap, it's ****ng rude ]]
The metal gate was still open since the council’s departure. The hall was dimly lit by torches around the forum. The hall on its own was a remarkable feat of engineering. Most of it was carved out of stone, and beautiful jewels glittered the gray floor. There were also several engravings on the walls of past council leaders. There were about hundreds of them, dating back thousands of years.
“The council possessed various magical capabilities, and most of these were achieved by rituals,” Walker explained, “If the council really did summon the undead, they would have left behind some evidence of a ritual.” Walker knew there might not have been any evidence left, considering the undead first appeared about a month ago. Isabella and Walker split up to search the hall, but they could find nothing out of the ordinary.
“Nothing,” Isabella informed.
Walker gave a grief sigh; perhaps the stranger was right after all. “Isanbak must have been behind all this.” Walker then started thinking, “but Isanbak doesn’t posses such powers, he is after all only human.” Walker was correct, the council wasn’t full human, they were born of a special blood, and it gave them special powers, no one really knew how you were born this way, but most believed it was part of fate, and if you were born of this special breed, you were to be put into the council.
“Very well done, Walker,” a deep voice came from behind.
“Isanbak,” Walker turned around to face the intruder.
“It would seem you have almost uncovered everything, but you are wondering, how I could have been responsible for the undead,” he smiled, “now, before I kill you, I will show you how it is done.”
Walker was shocked, how could a five star general betray the country he swore to protect? Isanbak pulled a small gem from his pocket. It had the insignia of the wolf, the same insignia of the Yuko tribe.
“Come forth my servants!” Isanbak raised the gem up to his chest level, and the gem started to glow. The colorless gem then turned purple, and right before Walker’s eyes, a pool of darkness unfolded before him. Several skeletons came up from the pool and drew their blades. They stood in formation in front of Isanbak, hiding him from view.
“I hope you remember my little friends here,” Isanbak turned his back on Walker, “I do not know how you survived the incident at Rabona, but you shan’t live though this one, I assure you,” he paused for a bit, “kill them both.”
The skeletons marched towards Walker as the pool of darkness closed up, they surrounded Walker and Isabella so there was no escape.
They were speechless and defenseless, how were they going to get out of this. Suddenly, the skeletons stopped face to face with them. They then magically disintegrated into dust.
“That works too,” Isabella commented.
“That makes three times friend, I hope you understand I am the truth,” the stranger had saved Walker yet again.
“Who are you?” Walker was stunned by the sequence of events.
The stranger withdrew his blade, “come, I need to show you something first, we can talk on the way there.”
Walker now knew he was in for much more then what had met the eye.