Friday 30 September 2011

Part Eight

Part Eight



Sauron Nightshade landed in a crouch and then stood tall and straight as he was bathed in moonlight.
Chanoro landed as best he could, he used ice to cushion his fall and rolled to lessen the impact, his shoulder hit the ground and a spike of pain made him grit his teeth. Arrius Triskelion landed in a piece of bushy scrub off to the left and then thudded hard into the ground, he did not get up.
"So Chanoro," Sauron said with a wicked grin, "its just you and me now," and he flicked a blade of shadows at the weakened elemental, Chanoro leapt to the side, barely deflecting the lethal shadows. Still smiling, the necromancer flung his arms wide and a wall of shadows streamed towards Chanoro, he raised his arms and sent a blast of ice to intercept the great wall of shadows heading straight towards him. There was a whistling and the blade of an enormous scythe came from nowhere and split the shadows either side of Chanoro, the giant figure wielding the scythe then turned to face Nightshade. "Weak human," the figure said in a voice that could grind stone, "your time has come," so saying, he smacked the base of his scythe on the ground and the earth shook. A wave of shadows so dark that they seemed to suck the light inwards, descended on the necromancer. As the wave met him, time seemed to slow down, he turned and just before the shadows caught him, his eyes met Chanoro's and he was smiling. A bloody mist descended on the spot where he had been standing, the giant turned to Chanoro, then walked away, its giant strides taking it into the distance, "who are you?" Chanoro shouted after it as he stumbled to his feet, the figure turned once and gave a flicker of a smile, "I," it said, "am Death," and with that it strode of into the night.
Chanoro walked over to where Arrius had landed, he lay very still, quickly, Chanoro put two fingers to his neck and felt for a pulse, he felt it, very weak, but definitely there. He breathed a sigh of relief, he would have never forgiven himself if he had simply allowed one of his friends to die, especially after Arrius had saved his life. "I hope they'll find us before someone else does," he sighed. He raised his arm and pointed at the sky, opening his fist, he shot a brilliant pulse of white light at the sky, it rocketed upwards and exploded in a shower of frost. Chanoro sat down on the cold ground, and meditated...

Thursday 15 September 2011

Part Seven

Part Seven


When Chanoro opened his eyes, he was in a blindingly white room, the walls were blank and the only pieces of furniture in the room were the chair he was sitting in and the chair of the man facing him. "Chanoro, I see that you are awake," the man said. Suddenly, with the sound of a million vibrating filaments, Chanoro was forced back to the present. He jerked awake, the wound in his chest sending him into spasms of pain, Kallista looked at him in concern, she gently stroked the hair off his face. His eyes snapped open and he screamed as the thing in his chest seemed to burrow deeper into him. Kallista whispered soothingly in his ear as Dragona handed a large pair of tongs back to Gideon, Gideon took aim and plunged the tongs into Chanoro's chest, his eyes dilated and he submitted to the darkness of unconciousness.
When he came to for the second time he was in what appeared to be a hospital ward, a figure was standing over him with its hand on his chest, an icy sensation filled the wound and was then replaced with a flood of warmth that spread out along his whole body. "Arrius?" he asked incredulously, "hush, old friend," the figure said, putting a finger to his lips, "stay still and don't talk, it will speed up the healing process." Kallista walked into the room, she beamed when she saw that he was awake and ran over to hug him, but Arrius lifted his arm and held her back, "patience Kallista, he needs to rest,"
"of course Arrius, I'm sorry," she said, looking down at her shoes, she smiled and looked back up again at Chanoro, "how are you doing, Chan?" she asked him, "I'm feeling a bit groggy and pretty dizzy but Arrius' healing seems to have done the trick," he said, smiling. Suddenly, he remembered, "the remnants!" he exclaimed, "what," "its all fine, Chanoro," interrupted Gambit Aurora from the other side of the room, Chanoro relaxed, the vision of his old teacher, Ocularis Infinity, had greatly disturbed him and he had temporarily forgotten the events leading up to his injury.
"So," Chanoro began, "they're all back in the Midnight hotel then," "not exactly," said Gambit, picking what looked like a piece of a remnant from his shoulder. "But," Chanoro began to ask, "how?..."
Gambit looked slyly at him and tapped the bridge of his nose. "Well, I think that you had better all leave now," Arrius said, gesturing for them to leave, as Gideon left the room, he turned to look back at Chanoro, with a snarl, Sauron Nightshade leapt from the shadows, grabbing Chanoro and a surprised looking Arrius and shadow-walking away. He ran back into the room in time to glimpse Gambit Aurora grab hold of Sauron before they dissapeared in a whirl of shadows. Kallista and Pyro ran back into the room, "Where are they?" gasped Kallista at the same time as Pyro said, "what happened?" Gideon turned to face them, "they're gone he said and he walked from the room.