Thursday, May 27, 2010

Possibilities. 6

In a cottage on the cliffs of Zagar, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was no longer the old ugly monster she had been when she woke. After feeding she was much more beautiful. Not quite what she thought she should look like but better. Her memory was not all there. she remembered her name. Muerte. She knew she was a powerful something. But what? All her memories were confused. She knew she was looking for something. A book? Revenge? Her mate? Her head was spinning at the moment with all the possibilities. She knew she had been imprisoned for a long time and she knew would prevent that from ever happening again. And to do that, she needed power. Power to make this world bow to her wishes. That was it. She wanted to be the most powerful one ever. Powerful enough so no one would challenge her. And it begins here and now. At her feet was the body of her first victim. He wouldnt be getting up again. She had drained him of everything and left nothing for him to rise with. But she knew there would be many more. Her army. Her vampires that would do her bidding. She remembered one. Her first. If she could call him up, she would have a direction to go. But she would need more blood to power her, to cast the spell she needed.

In the docks of a small island off Winterhaven, A man in robes got off a ship he'd been travelling on for many days. He had an important mission. To save the world as he knew it. There was a monster loose and it was his fault. Kalin Ka walked off the docks and made his way through town. He knew he was close to the people he was looking for and someone in this town could help him. Winterhaven was still recovering from the Shadow war. He could see the buildings and parts of the wall destroyed in the fighting. But this city didn't look to bad, he'd seen cities in ruins after the Shadow dragon's troops had done there worse. Winterhaven atleast still stood and the people were spared the worse of Polan Dressaks horrors. Kalin asked in many shops how he could reach the new city of New Keanna. Everyone seemed to know of it, but no one knew where it was. Some told him to ask in the council chambers. He thought that was a good idea. So he headed for the building they pointed out. He walked in and saw many noble looking people going about there business. At a desk just inside the entrance he found a reception area. Kalin stepped up to a pretty young girl She smiled at him.
" How can I help you?" She asked.
" I need to see someone that can contact Prince Jandar and King Rage."
" Ahh " She said. " That would be Councillor Insa. Please wait here."
She reached over and pushed a botton on a console and soon a pixie came flying down from above. She wrote out a message and gave it to the pixie and off it went.
" It will be just a few mintues if he's in." She said. " Please have a seat."
Kalin sat down and waited. It wasn't long before an elderly man in grey robes came out to meet him Kalin stood and shook his hand.
" Welcome to Winterhaven," He smiled. " I understand you wish to see the dragon king?"
" Yes." He said. " It's very impoertant I speak with him."
" Can I asked what this is about?"
" A threat far worse then Polan Dressek." Kalin said. " Its about death!!"

The road was dark as Aramis and Jack walked on. New Keanna was less then half a days walk further on. It seemed they would have to camp for the night. Jack showed Aramis how to start a fire and went out to find food for them. Aramis gathered tinder and wood and built a firepit. He struck the flint to the stone and sparks flew. Soon he had a raging hot fire started. It felt good to be warm. Aramis didnt have much clothing on so he was a little cold. As he warmed himself he heard a noise come from the forest. It was probably Jack he thought. He ignored it. Seconds later he heard a deep growl coming from behind him. Aramis jumped up and stepped back. He looked around trying to find what it was. Still he saw nothing. He reached for a burning branch from the fire when something jumped out at him. It was a large beast. A great bear. It rose up on its hind legs and swung at him. It knocked him back on the ground. Aramis quickly climbed back to his feet as the bear rushed at him. Fear filled him as the bear attacked. Quickly he threw out his hand and a bolt of energy shot from him and hit the bear. The creature howled in pain and was thrown through the trees. It got up and ran away frightened. Aramis stood staring at his hand. What had he done? What had just happened? Who was he?

High in the sky, Insa flew to New Keanna with Kalin Ka on his back. Kalin had told him an incredible story of a coming peril. He thought something evil had woken. Something dark and powerful. Some spirit that few knew about. He himself only knew she was full of hate and had been condemned for treason against the old gods. Insa believed him. He had heard the name in the past. It meant evil doings to the olden times. Insa didn't have much information, just a feeling that there might be something to Kalin's story. So he agreed to take him to New Keanna. Maybe Jandar and Rage could figure it out.

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