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|The Dragonson Saga - The Prelude (standard:fantasy, 717 words)
|Added: Feb 03 2003
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|A Realm in trouble turns to the only hope they have
Prelude - The Dragonson Saga The woman screamed in agony. The sound was enough to make it from the birthing chamber to the exercise yard, where the Duke of Nocane was trying to keep a lid on his anger. She had been trying to tell him for weeks, he new she was trying to tell him something, but he always had one matter to attend to or another and his young wife never usually had anything important to say before. Especially not this important,. But then she went into labour and just blurted it out in front of his court. "The child's not yours" It hit him like a thunder clap. If standing he would have collapsed and as it was a page had to stop him from swaying off his chair. 'Mmm, good lad that one.' Was the thought that briefly parted his anger. The Duchess screamed once more. 'Why does that bitch have to let everyone know' he thought as his mind was bought back to now. "I mean it's not like she couldn't ask for a private word" he muttered under his breath. Another scream pierced the castle. BOOM. A white flash of energy moved out from the birthing chamber consuming everything in its path. The Castle was gone. The City was gone. The people and everything living were gone. Only a large creator rested where one of the most powerful Duchies of Mestor had once rested, and at the centre was a naked woman and her baby son. The boy had a slight gold tinge to his skin and tiny dragon wings all wet and crumpled along his back. His fathers son. -----oOo----- Saraleth managed to find her wits about her and found shelter. Later still she decided that no one would believe her when she told them she was the only survivor and even more she feared for her son, Michale. So she travelled until Michale's fifth birthday, where in a temper tantrum over some sweets, he vaporised his mother with a burst of magical power. It was not long after this that an evil wizard found him and decided to use this poor lost child. After another five years his abusive guardian was destroyed by his own magic, a small mistake, sabotage. For now he had his masters library. After two years he conquered the nearby city and installed a harsh rule. Three years later he hunted down his father and enslaved him. He was now the most powerful mortal on the planet, and he was only fifteen years old. Michale Dragonson wanted to conquer, he wanted slaves for his biding, women to use, but most of all to cause pain and suffering because he could. -----oOo----- "We need Heroes" the wizard said with a sigh. "Where are weee going to get heroes. We're it people. The last of the strong. And we can't do it. The world is in ruin and there is nothing we can do." Said the Dwarven king. "What about the prophecy" asked the Elvan Lord. "The prophecy said beings of power would fight the darkness. Where are they?" The wizard sighed once more, "This world doesn't have these beings of power. They are a combination of this world and another. Children born into this world when their Parents come from elsewhere. I've studied it. There is a way but..." "but what mage" said the Dwarf King with apprehension. "For it to work we need to use the life force of those races that we want as these beings of power. But they have to be powerful amongst there race already." "You mean us don't you. You will have to use us to cast this spell of yours won't you." Asked the Halfling. "Yes, it's the only way. We wont live through it but it will save our world." The wizard replied sadly. "Well what's it gona do" asked the Dwarven King. "I'm going to send my apprentice back in time to this other world. He will find people and send them here or more to the point into our past." "Ahh thus enforcing the prophecy will happen by making it happen" said the Elf Lord, his voice thick with admiration. "Michael, come here lad" the wizard called out. "We have a job for you to do". Tweet
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