Post by Xypher on Oct 23, 2018 18:03:42 GMT -8
He stared with a small grin at Finale. Despite Finale's tendencies, the pull he felt from staring was miniscule. In fact, he allowed it for a moment. He couldn't help but let a small smirk on his face.
And then, there was a flash of energy. Almost instantaneous. Finale would have felt it. It was very small, but passed the connection between the two navis.
It was silent. The hills were quiet, and even the trees were calm upon the night. It was covered with stars, and a full moon glowed faintly through the darkening clouds. The three guards standing outside the small home hidden inside a cluster of trees against a small hill waited quietly, searching the night for anything suspicious. The house was made of wood, bark and fall leaves, with the inside having brick and steel walls. The "cottage" was small, with a small living room with two couches. A dining room, with a table enough for 4 was to the left. Through the far northern wall, moving towards the hill was a small kitchen. It had a stove, a sink and several cupboards for dishes and food. Through there, a small hallway off in the back right led to two bedrooms. And a bookcase in the middle of the north side of the hall. One bedroom had a bed and dresser. The other, a new crib, made from solid oak, with white sheets and a small light with a ring hanging from an overhead branch. A bathroom separated the two bedrooms. As one went back into the hallway, the placement of the bookcase was strange. As it moved, it lead down a secret staircase, leading into the hill.
A silent shadow desired to find out what was below. It snuck through the house, detecting no one, as it moved quietly and quickly though the house. However, it seemed as if the house was abandoned. if it was so, why where there more guards guarding this spot? The silent figure wondered, using the shadows to make his way around. He avoided any light, including the moonlight within. It checked all of the rooms to find not a soul.
"It has to be here..."
The figure began looking at the books on the bookshelf. Books on magic, swordsmanship, crafting... Books on Navi's, books on AI and the net. Books on each of the countries, Gigamerica, Netopia, and Electopia. The figure reached out a hand and touched one of the books...
And felt the current of power rippling through them. Muttering under it's breath, a curse, the spell barrier placed was broken, and the bookshelf revealed the secret within... The figure sent a pulse signal telepathically.
"It's here..."
It began walking down the stairs, quietly. The staircase was long, and the figure took it's time. It reached the bottom of the staircase, where there was a hallway dimly lit by flames of various colors. The closest flame was red. The figure then waited...
And waited...
And waited...
Until another cloaked figure showed up.
"So you've found it.."
There was a long pause, but then the first cloaked shadow nodded.
There was the sound of metal scraping, as the two figures withdrew 4 weapons.
However, the image began to fade. The moment in time began to slip away, slowly, fading to black. However, there was screaming. A woman was screaming loudly, painfully. The image was gone, the screaming silenced, followed by a single snarling sentence in a male voice:
"YOU WILL NOT TOUCH MY SON!"
Suddenly, Death Faltered for a moment. As the... whatever that was faded, his head began to pound furiously. He felt a fury that overwhelmed him, his smile, which had been replaced by confusion, now turned into a scowl. He looked at Finale, a rage in his eyes. He didn't care where the rage and anger came from. It consumed his focus... and that focus was on Finale
"What did you just do!?"
Without waiting for an answer, he jump-dashed forward, crimson energy flashing brightly, a tentacle of this energy surrounding Finale and squeezing him tightly. Another burst of this energy was in a sharp point, an inch from Finale's mystical eye. The crimson energy engulfed Death's form, heat beginning to pour off as the energy was so strong and furybound. It slammed Finale straight into the ground, and he pounced on Finale, black and red scythe against Finale's neck, hard enough to cut the surface, enough to just draw a single drop of blood from him. He looked down with a lustful fury.
"I'll kill you!"
However, before he could do anything, he felt a pulse in his chest, and in his forehead. The scythe vanished, and he gripped his head, a howl escaping his lips.
"darn it boy!"
The crimson energy began fading, as he let go of Finale, and began limping backwards.
"You can't... Keep me at bay... Forever..."
He tripped, and fell forward, gripping his head with his bony hands. He rolled over onto his back, staring up at the sky. With a roaring howl, there was a flash of black and crimson light. The ground shook at the raw release of energy, a current of dust kicked up in the immediate area. As the dust began to settle, a white and blue barrier with a single ring of crimson energy surrounded the form of a white and black haired navi. His gold eye opened and he immediately gripped his right eye in pain. He sat up, weakened, and dazed.
And then, there was a flash of energy. Almost instantaneous. Finale would have felt it. It was very small, but passed the connection between the two navis.
It was silent. The hills were quiet, and even the trees were calm upon the night. It was covered with stars, and a full moon glowed faintly through the darkening clouds. The three guards standing outside the small home hidden inside a cluster of trees against a small hill waited quietly, searching the night for anything suspicious. The house was made of wood, bark and fall leaves, with the inside having brick and steel walls. The "cottage" was small, with a small living room with two couches. A dining room, with a table enough for 4 was to the left. Through the far northern wall, moving towards the hill was a small kitchen. It had a stove, a sink and several cupboards for dishes and food. Through there, a small hallway off in the back right led to two bedrooms. And a bookcase in the middle of the north side of the hall. One bedroom had a bed and dresser. The other, a new crib, made from solid oak, with white sheets and a small light with a ring hanging from an overhead branch. A bathroom separated the two bedrooms. As one went back into the hallway, the placement of the bookcase was strange. As it moved, it lead down a secret staircase, leading into the hill.
A silent shadow desired to find out what was below. It snuck through the house, detecting no one, as it moved quietly and quickly though the house. However, it seemed as if the house was abandoned. if it was so, why where there more guards guarding this spot? The silent figure wondered, using the shadows to make his way around. He avoided any light, including the moonlight within. It checked all of the rooms to find not a soul.
"It has to be here..."
The figure began looking at the books on the bookshelf. Books on magic, swordsmanship, crafting... Books on Navi's, books on AI and the net. Books on each of the countries, Gigamerica, Netopia, and Electopia. The figure reached out a hand and touched one of the books...
And felt the current of power rippling through them. Muttering under it's breath, a curse, the spell barrier placed was broken, and the bookshelf revealed the secret within... The figure sent a pulse signal telepathically.
"It's here..."
It began walking down the stairs, quietly. The staircase was long, and the figure took it's time. It reached the bottom of the staircase, where there was a hallway dimly lit by flames of various colors. The closest flame was red. The figure then waited...
And waited...
And waited...
Until another cloaked figure showed up.
"So you've found it.."
There was a long pause, but then the first cloaked shadow nodded.
There was the sound of metal scraping, as the two figures withdrew 4 weapons.
However, the image began to fade. The moment in time began to slip away, slowly, fading to black. However, there was screaming. A woman was screaming loudly, painfully. The image was gone, the screaming silenced, followed by a single snarling sentence in a male voice:
"YOU WILL NOT TOUCH MY SON!"
Suddenly, Death Faltered for a moment. As the... whatever that was faded, his head began to pound furiously. He felt a fury that overwhelmed him, his smile, which had been replaced by confusion, now turned into a scowl. He looked at Finale, a rage in his eyes. He didn't care where the rage and anger came from. It consumed his focus... and that focus was on Finale
"What did you just do!?"
Without waiting for an answer, he jump-dashed forward, crimson energy flashing brightly, a tentacle of this energy surrounding Finale and squeezing him tightly. Another burst of this energy was in a sharp point, an inch from Finale's mystical eye. The crimson energy engulfed Death's form, heat beginning to pour off as the energy was so strong and furybound. It slammed Finale straight into the ground, and he pounced on Finale, black and red scythe against Finale's neck, hard enough to cut the surface, enough to just draw a single drop of blood from him. He looked down with a lustful fury.
"I'll kill you!"
However, before he could do anything, he felt a pulse in his chest, and in his forehead. The scythe vanished, and he gripped his head, a howl escaping his lips.
"darn it boy!"
The crimson energy began fading, as he let go of Finale, and began limping backwards.
"You can't... Keep me at bay... Forever..."
He tripped, and fell forward, gripping his head with his bony hands. He rolled over onto his back, staring up at the sky. With a roaring howl, there was a flash of black and crimson light. The ground shook at the raw release of energy, a current of dust kicked up in the immediate area. As the dust began to settle, a white and blue barrier with a single ring of crimson energy surrounded the form of a white and black haired navi. His gold eye opened and he immediately gripped his right eye in pain. He sat up, weakened, and dazed.