Sorciere Posted August 23, 2003 Report Share Posted August 23, 2003 Deryn ran across the field with such haste that no one was quite sure what was happening until they looked to the east and saw the plume of smoke coming from the valley. The others followed quickly, Fadriana, Mydden and Sando, each of them abandoning their food and equipment, pausing only to gather their weapons. As they reached the edge of the small wood that harboured the village, Fadriana and Sando fell to their knees with great cries of woe, Mydden walked up to the tree that Deryn was leaning on and from behind his shoulder could see the devastation before them. Among quiet, restrained sobs Deryn whispered "They destroyed everything, everything." Mydden made for the village slowly, his sword in his hand hanging limply by his side, he had no use for it here. Everything was dead and the assailants had long gone. The whole village wiped out. Sando and Fadriana helped themselves up and started to follow, stumbling as they clumsily supported each other in their grief. Deryn stood unmoving, his sobbing now silent and his eyes fixed on a small area to the left of the town. "Mydden, they wait for you." he stated quietly but clearly. Mydden followed Deryn's eyes to the small cluster of trees just away from the burnt buildings, small movements could be seen amonst the foliage. "So they do, they are maybe not so feeble in their tracking after all" replied Mydden. He strode out from the ashes of the destroyed and directly towards the gathering of wizards. As he approached them, they slowly revealed themselves to him, showing no fear or unease. "You know why we are here Mydden" bellowed the tallest of the group who's robes hung around him in a purple swathe. He was clearly aged many years but his eyes were stern and unnerving and they never left Mydden's once. "It is your time now, you have evaded too long the path of your fate, no more will you run this land free and unburdened." "You killed a whole village in your search for me? Did you really need to shed such blood to prove your powers?" Mydden asked. "We do whatever it takes to reach the conclusion. you know that. It is why we are here, for the conclusion. They chose to protect you, for that they received their reward, glorious untimely death. The Wizard raised his right arm into the air clutching a gnarled wooden staff and began chanting, first quietly to himself, then louder and louder until he could be heard by all present. Mydden felt his whole body begin to shake, the chants rang through his bones like nothing he had felt before and his vision dimmed slowly as he felt himself being taken over by some unimaginable force. Visions of death and destruction flashed before him, women screaming, children running, men crying out for mercy as Dragons reigned over them and demons moved among them, bathing them in flame, ash and fury. Mydden could feel the heat of the moment, he could smell the burning flesh and all at once it was over. He recovered to discover himself on his knees in the grass and was surprised to feel his face wet from tears. The Wizard was stood directly over him now, his old rootlike hand resting on Mydden's head as if in comfort. There was no comfort here, for Mydden knew what was about to happen. Fadriana, Sando and Deryn stood by watching the scene with both shock and fear, knowing what was happening and also realising nothing they could do would stop this, intervention would only delay Mydden's death by mere minutes and bring about theirs maybe years before they would happen naturally. Mydden glanced to his friends and gave them a knowing look, a look of understanding and a look of thanks, for all the protection they had given him for the last twenty years and for not dragging out the conclusion. "By the Order of the Wizards of Bethanel, you are to receive the sentence of death, for crimes committed by your father one month before your birth. On that late summer night your father summoned up the demons from hell and reigned terror on this earth for seven sunsets, until all visible were dead. He then took his own life, retreating to hell to prevent the punishment that he so rightly deserved. In your death, his punishment will be served, you too will retreat to hell and the line of your family will be ended, preventing any further envokements of the damned to bring chaos and fury to this world. I bring you, to your conclusion!" The movement of the dagger in the Wizard's hand was so swift and silent that Fadriana and Sando hadn't quite realised what had happened, until they saw the blood silently run out of the corner of Mydden's mouth and his body slumped to the floor. Deryn turned away from the sight, his head in his hands, walking away to the north. "It is over." claimed the Wizard to his accompanying band of men "Let it be known that the sentence is served and the conclusion is reached." The group of Wizards turned away from the scene and returned in the direction from whence they came, leaving Sando, Fadriana and Deryn to stand over the body of their dead friend in despair. "His will lives on, he did not die, he will be reborn and the demons will reign again." spoke Fadriana softly to the other two as they stood by the hastily dug grave of Mydden at the village's edge. "How so?" a puzzled Sando asked. "He is dead, we cannot bring him back to life." "We have no need to bring him back to life." smiled Fadriana, "I have his seed inside me, the future is certain." Fadriana rubbed her small stomach and grinned at Deryn and Sando and they laughed out loudly as they walked away, knowing one day, the world would belong to the night again. *Spelling and grammatical erros excepted* hehe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Appy Posted August 23, 2003 Report Share Posted August 23, 2003 Capturing story.. leaves me wondering which is the good side, if there ever was any.. nice work hun Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WrenWind Posted August 25, 2003 Report Share Posted August 25, 2003 i was soo hoping that would be the out come no one should have to pay for someone elses crimes. Great story ! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Parmenion Posted August 26, 2003 Report Share Posted August 26, 2003 Class! Three cheers for evil (whichever side that is). There was some very creative imagery in this. It is so definitely a tiny window of a massive story!! Please add more...maybe a 20 years later thingy or something. No limit to yer talents hun Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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