|Larenda, those who rose Chapter 1-horror (standard:adventure, 2642 words)|
|Author: DarkAngel||Added: Jun 18 2006||Views/Reads: 1604/974||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|The story is about a an evil necromancer lord that takes over the town named Larenda, but then two people of the age of 18 stand up to face him. It about Magick and might|
Chapter one Horror The town of Larenda was normal once at the time, but now terrible things, hideous things, inhuman things were happening around the town, the town was once filled with laughter and happiness, but now it was filled with screams and sorrow, so much sorrow. People couldn't explain how other citizens would just stop dead in their tracks and either fall over dead or turn and attack the closest living thing to them, their eyes were filled with bloodlust until the guards finally had no choice but to kill them. Family killing family, guards killing fellow guards, the town was in panic, fear, so much fear. They came to one conclusion Draimen, the powerful and evil Necromancer Lord, he was the only one they knew who could do such terrible things so far from his castle in Xiane, but this news only made them panic more, no one could stop Draimen. A doomsayer ran past the people, yelling of their doom. “The dark lord has come to punish us all for our terrible sins, our terrible sins!” He was insane; he had gone mad from the terrible things that have happened, and the people feared that they'd soon be like him, or worse, fall dead or become a puppet for Draimen. There was a school in Larenda, the school of Fighting and Magick, they were still preparing Magick to try and prevent the effects of Draimen, but their attempts failed every time, and the people were getting more restless and stressed than was needed, it was terrible for them, just having to wait and see all of this horror before their eyes and be able to do nothing, but no one dared leave the town, it was too dangerous out of town, so they had to stay. Meanwhile in the school the trainees were in their rooms. Scar and Amaya were together in one room, Scar used to have his own room, him alone, no one else, but them their Sensei offered to use the dorm rooms to put the dead bodies in, so now he was stuck with a petty magical blonde girl. She have been staring at him for the last hour and it was starting to annoy him, he finally turned his head towards her and she immediately looked away, he had dark black messy hair and was tanned lightly, his eyes were a orange fire like colour that held immense darkness, but no evil. “What are you looking at?” He demanded in a harsh tone, she looked at him innocently; her eyes were blue. “I'm simply looking at the wall.” She said and looked at the wall for the first time. “Well, the wall never looked in your direction, and I not believe it ever will, so you were looking at me.” He said with no emotion on his face. She turned her head away from the wall and then spoke. “Well, then why did you ask if you already knew the answer?” She asked and he gave her another cold stare. “Well, stop it, I have no interest in you, so you will have no interest in me, is that understood?” He asked and she nodded lightly, looking down now. “Fine, but this Draimen thing that's happening, don't you want to do something about it? Try to fix it? Improve the situation?” She asked, now looking at him again, he turned his head to her water filled eyes now, she wanted to cry. “With your knowledge you'd end up hurting more than helping.” He commented and she looked hurt, but then straightened herself out. “I know healing Magick, I want to go and heal the injured people, they will be pleased and it will give them hope!” She exclaimed and he didn't even bother to look at her anymore. “Then why aren't you out there, doing your healing rather than babble about it with me, someone who doesn't care.” He said and she looked down ashamed. “Well, I know healing magick, but I can't fight or defend myself well so...” Before she could finish that sentence Scar interrupted. “...You thought I'd protect you?” He asked and she nodded and he then chuckled softly. “You have legs don't you? You can walk can't you? Then you can run, am I not right?” He asked her and she looked at him like he was completely impossible, which he was. He was still staring at the ceiling while she was staring at him, hoping he would change his mind soon, for Larenda was in grave danger. “Can I ask you a question?” She asked and he looked at her now. “Ask it already.” He said and turned back to the ceiling, finding it more interesting than her. Click here to read the rest of this story (171 more lines)
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