Vaprice
12-07-2003, 03:49 AM
*ahn nyung* Hello. This is my story, not a good title. But still Some people thought it was good. Here we go, please R&R thanks. Hope ya guys enjoy. This is the first 2 chapters.
A world in peril
Darkness has fallen, light has burned out. Trouble is brewing under the depths of the world. Fear is rising. Hate is heating up. Love is being demolished. While on the brink of destruction, one boy has the will to carry on. The earth is in peril. Danger lurks not only in the dark but also in the light. They are coming. They are coming. Daylight shall never seek to grace the earth again. All shall vanish.
CHAPTER 1
a new day awoke as the birds sang, and the wind blew. The sky was clear and filled with great morning air. The scent of pinewood lingered about the home of a young man whose name was Lloyd. He grew up in a small town where life was perfect. Even though his home was small, he never grew bored or restless of it.
He always thought that one day he would go out and explore the open fields and fight monsters. But he was an immature person for his age; still liked to play around and be lazy, but has recently stopped doing so. He is an orphan, getting along just fine now in his life. His blissful memories of his parents are few, but one slight recollection is they putting him to sleep one night.
But he has willed himself to forget them, now they are in his past.
By day he is a scholar and by night an agile swordsman. He is wise and very powerful at his young age. Older and
Wiser people are often astonished by his knowledge of the world, even though he has not gone off into some journey yet.
It was a Tuesday in mid August. The sun was up and ready, as was the young scholar/swordsman. He walked over to his dresser and wrapped himself in a red ripped shirt that was rather dirty, and put his long green pants on that were quite disgusting. Over his shirt he placed a brown tunic. He walked over to his door that was shaped rather nicely for his snug and comfy house. He had made it himself and was so proud of it the day he finally got it right.
He opened the creaky door, stepped outside of his house, and closed the door behind him. He followed the path that he had made with smooth rocks that he had found by a lake near his home. White fencing was wrapped around his yard, and the most beautiful, colorful flowers adorned the fence work.
He paced himself down the yard and out of the door on the fence. He skipped gradually smelling the good nature air, and hummed to himself a song that he had written:
Down the isle of nogintile
The place where no one makes haste
He likes to make the blood ones screech
And take shall fury on the east.
He sung so deeply and so gracefully, in perfect harmony, the verses of his song.
He had almost arrived to his work place in the center of town, when an unexpected visitor stopped him.
“Hey Lloyd, come over here! I have something to show you and I think you’ll like it.” A blonde haired man waved his hands in the air, as he jumped up and down. His black suite was wild, and his pants were tight.
The young scholar swung his wavy, full blonde hair around and raced to his house. He stepped right in front of the older man's yard and yelled to him. “What is it? I am in a rush to get to work early today.”
“Why, come inside I think you can be last for this. It’s a beauty.”
“Fine, Rafael. You have convinced me yet again.”
He walked into the house and sat down right beside the old man. Books were latched onto Rafael; he walked slowly over to Lloyd. “Look at this one my son, do you see this inscription here?” He pointed to the middle of the book.
“Yes I do, Rafael. Now what does it have to do with me?”
“Oh... it has everything to do with you.”
“How so?”
“I shall tell you right now. Do you see this inscription? It signals that you my wise young friend are about to see something extraordinary. And this shows that you are about to have the best luck you shall ever need.”
“Blah, blah, blah, hah! That is rubbish. Nothing could ever be like that
For me or you.”
“Take it; It's yours. Read it as well; on the inside it has strategic skills with swords. I thought you might want it since you’re the best swordsman in the town.”
“Thank you, Rafael, I hope it comes in handy some day.” Lloyd waved good-bye and walked off to work. He put his eyes on the book and opened it slowly. He turned to the first page. The bottom half of the page was ripped out, but he read the text that remained on the top.
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“Light falls and Stars stall, in the dark the birds they flock. This is the diary of Denar Ines. We are at war with Syvia. It has been 12 years in this grueling war, and the time has almost come for us to die. I don’t know if we can survive another day like this, we are surrounded and are very likely dead by morning rise. The sounds of laughing and snarling are heard around the whole canyon we are battling in. The stifling air is filled with anguish, hate, blood, and victory. I hate to say this, but I am certain we are going to die tomorrow. They have 100,000 men left. We have 10,000 men struggling to live. We are on our knees lord. Please protect us. It is about time to say good-bye diary, it has reached light, and we will surely see no tomorrow.
~Denar Ines
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Lloyd was jerked out of his reverie when he collided with something. “Whooa AhHh.”
“Oh Im so, so sorry. I didn’t even see you there, " a woman's melodic voice floated in the air. Lloyd looked up to see a lady standing in front of him. She had long black hair and was about 5’9. She had green eyes and her sweet scent was intoxicating Lloyd. Her black skirt was form fitting and her blue top was full and bust. She also wore a simple black coat. She walked over to the book that Lloyd had dropped and picked it up for him. “Here you are, " she said.
The beauty of this woman stunned Lloyd. She was a goddess. He gazed into the pools of her beautiful eyes and her scent caressed his skin. His mouth watered as his mind wandered into her. “Uh…. Oh sorry, it’s alright, no problem at all,” he stated briskly as he stood and brushed himself off.
“Hello, my name is Lloyd. What is yours?”
“Lia. Nice to meet you,” She giggled as their hands met in a shake, “I was wondering if you know where the World’s Library of Scholars and Historians would be…do you?”
“Ahh yes I do. Actually, I work there. I’ll show you the way, hmm. Follow me, we must be off, we have a long way to go from here." He replied, feeling giddy.
Lia skipped about and hummed, occasionally looking at Lloyd’s handsome light blue eyes. She smiled and sang some tunes. “So, um, Lloyd is it?”
“Yes.”
“What do you do for a living, anything besides being a scholar?"
Lloyd didn’t answer for some time. He was nervous about telling her what his other occupation was. “I am not at liberty to tell you,” he said finally.
“Oh. I see, that’s fine.”
“I am sorry. It’s just that my job isn’t a typical everyday occupation. You see, people say that I am different. They say that the God’s gave me a gift of some sort. I'm not sure what it all means, but they keep telling me things that are impossible for me to be.”
“I see. It is all right. I understand." A blush came to Lia’s cheeks. She didn’t mean to offend him in any way. But she was just curious.
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Lloyd and Lia finally arrived at the Worlds Library of scholars and Historians; they had conversed on the way there, taking their time. At on point in the conversation Lloyd caught himself staring and wondered if his eyes deceived him. Was he really gazing at and talking to this woman that he thought of as Aphrodite?
Lloyd walked Lia up to The Old Weaponry and Mythological Creatures Department where she worked, “Um, maybe we could meet again perhaps?” she asked shyly.
Lloyd was perplexed. Never before had a woman asked to see him again. He was put off guard and had no idea what to say. He spluttered and stammered before he finally choked out, “Yes certainly.” And so he departed.
Lloyd walked to the second floor of the Library. There were only two levels but they were colossal. Rows and shelves of books on everything you could imagine. Thousands of books were in each row alone. Lloyd finally made it to his own working space. He gave a quick sigh and busily went on about his day. But all morning, something chilled his skin and he had an anxious feeling. He remembered when Rafael called him over and told him about what the signs meant in the book he had just received. And what good things he would be brought. He thought of this coincident as being normal and did not pay any attention to what the old man said whatsoever.
It was about mid afternoon, as Lloyd walked back to his little house that was comfy and quiet. He loved that place, where he could just go and relax. And take peace with nature. He lives in the wild, but it’s very close to town. As he walked home, he hummed some more as he had been doing all day, he had been in a cheery mood since had met Lia. Lloyd’s curious thoughts of her took his breath away at times; her hair was so lustrous and beautiful. Her smile would light the planet. And her slick curves made his head gyrate round and round again. He had never had this feeling before. Lloyd’s heart pounded. He could not think straight, time and time again in his work. He had already named her his “Goddess of everything.”
Lloyd finally made it back to his own home. He walked once more up the path of smooth rocks. Opened the old wooden door, he had made himself.
CHAPTER 2
The rows were full and the crowd was eager and worried. The life was full of conversing. The lights were all turned on at the kingdom of Trinity. The hundreds and thousands of people settled down as the ruler of the whole country was about to speak.
“People of Trinity. It is true; six figures from the past and future have come to destroy the world. We have very doubtful hope of our survival. Our only hope is to find a book and a sacred jewel, actually 6 sacred jewels. Earth. Wind. Water. Fire. Heavens. And hell. These demons are here to destroy the world. If someone is brave enough to carry out through the hard, long and rough adventure, then will you please meet me soon? Soon. Our only hope is that we find those things.” People spoke out in loud and horrible cries.
A person in a deep voice with white hair and a slash across his right and left eye spoke. “Sir? I shall go. I was a mercenary and have been through training with a bow, I know how to get these things for you.” The man long hair around and headed down to the center of the whole part of the kingdom. He walked down the golden stairway and walked up onto the platform. He kneeled down and looked up at his giving his allegiance to the one that ruled the kingdom.
“Very good. See this man? He has the strength to pull it through. This meeting has ended, anyone who seeks to save the lives of many come to me.” The ruler left out a door made of the finest wood and emeralds.
The day had arisen for the young Lloyd. Lloyd’s mind tired but eager to find new things that he had never ever learned. Lloyds fast mind snapped…he forgot to go to his learning’s about swords last night. “OH NO!!!” Lloyd was in trouble the only thing that his teacher hated was a person missing teachings, especially Lloyd since he is the best swordsman in town.
Lloyd got up put his clothes on that e wears all the time and threw open that wood door and ran out the yard and up the dirt street to Rafael’s house. He ran as fast as his long legs could take him; he was speeding down the street. Open road. Lloyd finally after 10 minutes reached his house. Lloyd with power flung open Rafael’s door because it was never locked and apologized greatly. “Good sir, I did not mean to miss your teachings last night. I was tired and met this woman. My mind was not clear was full of I think love. I couldn’t clear this woman out of my mind.”
Rafael arose to his size. “A woman…eh? WHAT DOES THIS WOMAN MEAN TO YOU?”
Lloyd spoke but could not finish his sentence.
“THIS WOMAN…means nothing to me. But good luck. He, he. I told you that book would bring good luck to you. But never mind that. Tonight when the sun sets, you and me, teacher verse student. This shall teach you not to mess with an old man who knows magic and is the teacher of your superior sword skills. Now be gone I shall see you later tonight.”
“All right, teacher. I don’t want to hurt you but if you must say those words to me then I shall. Where should I meet you?”
“At the church yard.”
“Fine. If you want a fight then you shall have one.”
Lloyd walked off in a grim mood, he stepped out of the old mans house and went to his work.
The day set, as the skies were filled with murkiness and storms coming. There two men stood, bound to their will, the teacher and the student. They both stood their, scrutiny the slightest movements in each other’s body.
“Lloyd, you have lead me no choice. You have missed so many classes and teachings of mine, yet you are superior to me. So young one, this is a battle to the end.”
Lloyd was astonished by what the old man said, he couldn’t bear to even think about killing the one that he always admired and looked up to as a child and a student. “What…do you mean old one?”
“THE END! To finally prove yourself, you must be the best, and well I am the best in all fighting. Now make your move.”
“I could never. I am your student. I shall not dare kill you or even strike upon thou. I think you’ve…”
Before he could finish his sentence the old one lunged at him, his huge, silver sword with engravings from ones who were royalty. His big sword quickly flew across the left eye of Lloyds face. “Lloyd defend yourself, strike me, NOW!” Once again the old mans sword sliced at Lloyds body, he swung his sword around like a wild man. Chasing Lloyd down like a savage best. Lloyd didn’t want to fight the old man so he scatted away as the man flew at him with his sword. Left, right, and lunge was the old mans tactics to ware down the young strong man.
Lloyd had no other choice but to fight him. Lloyd looked exactly into the old mans eyes and leaped back like a tiger. His eyes glowed with a hot bottomless red and his veins turned the color of a faint green. He withdrew his light sword, he knew in two moves that he could have the old one dead. His sword was used for smooth, slick, and fast attacks. But he didn’t want to hurt the old man but he was forcing him. “Rafael, do not force me to strike upon you. Once I strike I shall see the stained blood and might not be able to control myself. So its either I strike and see blood and kill or we stop and go home. What do you say?”
“Well that sounds good and all, but it’d be more of a challenge if you hit me.” The words came out in a stuck up way and his hair was flung back.
“Fine then. You have chosen your decision old one. Be prepared.” His sword was so light yet so powerful he quickly sped around the old man likes a cheetah. His swift hits from all sides and his powerful legs picked him off the ground.
Lloyd jumped back from the Rafael. He crossed his arms with his hands on his shoulders. Large silver glowing in the background of him appeared faintly but then gradually started to appear more surreal. This unique light picked Lloyd up and lifted him high in the air, his rage sounded out through the whole town and forest. A meteor appeared from the sky and formed fire around it. As it fell upon earth the old man stood there in amazement. The meteor kept falling and got bigger. The old man knew that Lloyd was good but he was not good in magic as he was, so he did one thing. He cast his own spell.
“Good but not good enough.” Rafael started to hum words to himself and his whole body was trapped inside a huge green-lighted shield. “Holy protectors give me light!!!”
Lloyd looked over at the old man. He thought to himself that he didn’t know what he was in for. “Good one old man, now try and protect yourself against that meteor.” The huge red, fiery meteor struck down upon the earth shaking the planet. It had crushed the surrounding light that Rafael had. “Hah! See old man I told you didn’t want to fight me.”
The silver glow behind Lloyd had vanished into thin air, and he walked patiently over to his old friend. “Tis sad, I had to do this, but you must do what you need to do. Rest in peace my old friend.”
A slight movement came from the fallen meteor and a loud noise rushed through Lloyd’s veins like none other. The meteor leaped from earth and back to space. “HAHAHAHAHAHA! Is that all you got young one? I thought you’d be more of a challenge. C’mon show me your real stuff.”
Lloyd’s rage filled up with hate and anger, his eyes turned from red to a deep and sorrow deathly black. He once again withdrew his sword from his buckler and placed it straight in front of his face. He carefully tore the sword apart, making it two separate swords. He started to mumble something deep down inside of his soul. All of a sudden the two swords burned with black and green light. Lloyd’s eyes looked deep inside of Rafael’s Heart. “OLD MAN!!!! Time to DIE!!!!!!”
Lloyd flew at the old man faster and harder than ever before. He jumped up in the air, twisting and flipping his swords to his sides. As he landed he twisted one last time, turning to the old mans back that he had left unguarded, he took both swords and drew them nearer and nearer to his throat. Finally his airtime came down and landed with a sharp pointy steel sword in his spine. His eyes widened and his forehead started to sweat profusely down his left eye.
“I don’t think you want to do that Lloyd. You don’t want to die as well do you? Put the Swords down and step away slowly.”
Lloyd dropped his swords to the rock-strewn and aged sullied basis of the old church. He stepped back very charily. Step by step he saw a beautiful girl that he had met the other day. Her long black hair swayed in the storms night sky. Her luscious lips were moist as she pondered into the young mans eyes. Lloyd was amazed by what she had done to him. His eyes slowly faded back to his normal color shade of light blue. His appearance whitened and his lips turned bitter. “I am sorry Rafael. I don’t know what got into me. Please, Rafael, forgive me.
Rafael slowly and un-vigorously got acquainted to his usual size. He tossed his hair back from his eyes and began to see Lloyd’s true power. Something that cannot be stopped will be stopped, he thought to himself. “Yes…indeed, I can see your future. Yes your power is true that it is. I could almost feel your presence within me at one point. And I must say young one, that you are the teacher now. I sense that maybe nothing might be able to stop you. Maybe…”
The young beauty Lia ran over to aid him. “Grandfather. Are you all right? He didn’t hurt you, did he? Oh grandfather, please tell me that you shall be alright.”
“Lia, I am fine. Just, let us go back to the house and settle down for the night.” The old man started to walk across the rocky and dirty road. His hair openly flew in the air as his eyes narrowed as he looked across the huge road. He licked his lips and slowly walked across.
“Lia…I am so very sorry for this disturbance. And I am sorry if I hurt you in anyway possible. Please forgive me for I did not know better.” He literally took all the blame for this whole fight even though it was him who had not wanted to fight in the first place. “Please Lia look at me, look in my eyes. You shall see the truth that I did not want to fight, for it was your Grandfather that made me that way.”
Lia kept walking away from Lloyd not looking at him. For she would, be caught up in his mind forever. She knew she believed him but did not want to. “Oh. So now you are blaming everything on my Grandfather? That is immature of you and childish. Now let me go back and walk with my grandfather.” She walked rapid, as she wanted to get away from Lloyd.
“Please.” Lloyd cried out to her in a desperate voice. “Please just listen to me.” Her hair whisked away in the air. He just stood there…waiting for her to turn around, but she did not do so. She kept on wandering away from him. His face turned red and his eyes drowned with water, yet he did not weep. Very slowly his head leaned down and he began to walk away very grim and sadly.
A world in peril
Darkness has fallen, light has burned out. Trouble is brewing under the depths of the world. Fear is rising. Hate is heating up. Love is being demolished. While on the brink of destruction, one boy has the will to carry on. The earth is in peril. Danger lurks not only in the dark but also in the light. They are coming. They are coming. Daylight shall never seek to grace the earth again. All shall vanish.
CHAPTER 1
a new day awoke as the birds sang, and the wind blew. The sky was clear and filled with great morning air. The scent of pinewood lingered about the home of a young man whose name was Lloyd. He grew up in a small town where life was perfect. Even though his home was small, he never grew bored or restless of it.
He always thought that one day he would go out and explore the open fields and fight monsters. But he was an immature person for his age; still liked to play around and be lazy, but has recently stopped doing so. He is an orphan, getting along just fine now in his life. His blissful memories of his parents are few, but one slight recollection is they putting him to sleep one night.
But he has willed himself to forget them, now they are in his past.
By day he is a scholar and by night an agile swordsman. He is wise and very powerful at his young age. Older and
Wiser people are often astonished by his knowledge of the world, even though he has not gone off into some journey yet.
It was a Tuesday in mid August. The sun was up and ready, as was the young scholar/swordsman. He walked over to his dresser and wrapped himself in a red ripped shirt that was rather dirty, and put his long green pants on that were quite disgusting. Over his shirt he placed a brown tunic. He walked over to his door that was shaped rather nicely for his snug and comfy house. He had made it himself and was so proud of it the day he finally got it right.
He opened the creaky door, stepped outside of his house, and closed the door behind him. He followed the path that he had made with smooth rocks that he had found by a lake near his home. White fencing was wrapped around his yard, and the most beautiful, colorful flowers adorned the fence work.
He paced himself down the yard and out of the door on the fence. He skipped gradually smelling the good nature air, and hummed to himself a song that he had written:
Down the isle of nogintile
The place where no one makes haste
He likes to make the blood ones screech
And take shall fury on the east.
He sung so deeply and so gracefully, in perfect harmony, the verses of his song.
He had almost arrived to his work place in the center of town, when an unexpected visitor stopped him.
“Hey Lloyd, come over here! I have something to show you and I think you’ll like it.” A blonde haired man waved his hands in the air, as he jumped up and down. His black suite was wild, and his pants were tight.
The young scholar swung his wavy, full blonde hair around and raced to his house. He stepped right in front of the older man's yard and yelled to him. “What is it? I am in a rush to get to work early today.”
“Why, come inside I think you can be last for this. It’s a beauty.”
“Fine, Rafael. You have convinced me yet again.”
He walked into the house and sat down right beside the old man. Books were latched onto Rafael; he walked slowly over to Lloyd. “Look at this one my son, do you see this inscription here?” He pointed to the middle of the book.
“Yes I do, Rafael. Now what does it have to do with me?”
“Oh... it has everything to do with you.”
“How so?”
“I shall tell you right now. Do you see this inscription? It signals that you my wise young friend are about to see something extraordinary. And this shows that you are about to have the best luck you shall ever need.”
“Blah, blah, blah, hah! That is rubbish. Nothing could ever be like that
For me or you.”
“Take it; It's yours. Read it as well; on the inside it has strategic skills with swords. I thought you might want it since you’re the best swordsman in the town.”
“Thank you, Rafael, I hope it comes in handy some day.” Lloyd waved good-bye and walked off to work. He put his eyes on the book and opened it slowly. He turned to the first page. The bottom half of the page was ripped out, but he read the text that remained on the top.
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“Light falls and Stars stall, in the dark the birds they flock. This is the diary of Denar Ines. We are at war with Syvia. It has been 12 years in this grueling war, and the time has almost come for us to die. I don’t know if we can survive another day like this, we are surrounded and are very likely dead by morning rise. The sounds of laughing and snarling are heard around the whole canyon we are battling in. The stifling air is filled with anguish, hate, blood, and victory. I hate to say this, but I am certain we are going to die tomorrow. They have 100,000 men left. We have 10,000 men struggling to live. We are on our knees lord. Please protect us. It is about time to say good-bye diary, it has reached light, and we will surely see no tomorrow.
~Denar Ines
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Lloyd was jerked out of his reverie when he collided with something. “Whooa AhHh.”
“Oh Im so, so sorry. I didn’t even see you there, " a woman's melodic voice floated in the air. Lloyd looked up to see a lady standing in front of him. She had long black hair and was about 5’9. She had green eyes and her sweet scent was intoxicating Lloyd. Her black skirt was form fitting and her blue top was full and bust. She also wore a simple black coat. She walked over to the book that Lloyd had dropped and picked it up for him. “Here you are, " she said.
The beauty of this woman stunned Lloyd. She was a goddess. He gazed into the pools of her beautiful eyes and her scent caressed his skin. His mouth watered as his mind wandered into her. “Uh…. Oh sorry, it’s alright, no problem at all,” he stated briskly as he stood and brushed himself off.
“Hello, my name is Lloyd. What is yours?”
“Lia. Nice to meet you,” She giggled as their hands met in a shake, “I was wondering if you know where the World’s Library of Scholars and Historians would be…do you?”
“Ahh yes I do. Actually, I work there. I’ll show you the way, hmm. Follow me, we must be off, we have a long way to go from here." He replied, feeling giddy.
Lia skipped about and hummed, occasionally looking at Lloyd’s handsome light blue eyes. She smiled and sang some tunes. “So, um, Lloyd is it?”
“Yes.”
“What do you do for a living, anything besides being a scholar?"
Lloyd didn’t answer for some time. He was nervous about telling her what his other occupation was. “I am not at liberty to tell you,” he said finally.
“Oh. I see, that’s fine.”
“I am sorry. It’s just that my job isn’t a typical everyday occupation. You see, people say that I am different. They say that the God’s gave me a gift of some sort. I'm not sure what it all means, but they keep telling me things that are impossible for me to be.”
“I see. It is all right. I understand." A blush came to Lia’s cheeks. She didn’t mean to offend him in any way. But she was just curious.
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Lloyd and Lia finally arrived at the Worlds Library of scholars and Historians; they had conversed on the way there, taking their time. At on point in the conversation Lloyd caught himself staring and wondered if his eyes deceived him. Was he really gazing at and talking to this woman that he thought of as Aphrodite?
Lloyd walked Lia up to The Old Weaponry and Mythological Creatures Department where she worked, “Um, maybe we could meet again perhaps?” she asked shyly.
Lloyd was perplexed. Never before had a woman asked to see him again. He was put off guard and had no idea what to say. He spluttered and stammered before he finally choked out, “Yes certainly.” And so he departed.
Lloyd walked to the second floor of the Library. There were only two levels but they were colossal. Rows and shelves of books on everything you could imagine. Thousands of books were in each row alone. Lloyd finally made it to his own working space. He gave a quick sigh and busily went on about his day. But all morning, something chilled his skin and he had an anxious feeling. He remembered when Rafael called him over and told him about what the signs meant in the book he had just received. And what good things he would be brought. He thought of this coincident as being normal and did not pay any attention to what the old man said whatsoever.
It was about mid afternoon, as Lloyd walked back to his little house that was comfy and quiet. He loved that place, where he could just go and relax. And take peace with nature. He lives in the wild, but it’s very close to town. As he walked home, he hummed some more as he had been doing all day, he had been in a cheery mood since had met Lia. Lloyd’s curious thoughts of her took his breath away at times; her hair was so lustrous and beautiful. Her smile would light the planet. And her slick curves made his head gyrate round and round again. He had never had this feeling before. Lloyd’s heart pounded. He could not think straight, time and time again in his work. He had already named her his “Goddess of everything.”
Lloyd finally made it back to his own home. He walked once more up the path of smooth rocks. Opened the old wooden door, he had made himself.
CHAPTER 2
The rows were full and the crowd was eager and worried. The life was full of conversing. The lights were all turned on at the kingdom of Trinity. The hundreds and thousands of people settled down as the ruler of the whole country was about to speak.
“People of Trinity. It is true; six figures from the past and future have come to destroy the world. We have very doubtful hope of our survival. Our only hope is to find a book and a sacred jewel, actually 6 sacred jewels. Earth. Wind. Water. Fire. Heavens. And hell. These demons are here to destroy the world. If someone is brave enough to carry out through the hard, long and rough adventure, then will you please meet me soon? Soon. Our only hope is that we find those things.” People spoke out in loud and horrible cries.
A person in a deep voice with white hair and a slash across his right and left eye spoke. “Sir? I shall go. I was a mercenary and have been through training with a bow, I know how to get these things for you.” The man long hair around and headed down to the center of the whole part of the kingdom. He walked down the golden stairway and walked up onto the platform. He kneeled down and looked up at his giving his allegiance to the one that ruled the kingdom.
“Very good. See this man? He has the strength to pull it through. This meeting has ended, anyone who seeks to save the lives of many come to me.” The ruler left out a door made of the finest wood and emeralds.
The day had arisen for the young Lloyd. Lloyd’s mind tired but eager to find new things that he had never ever learned. Lloyds fast mind snapped…he forgot to go to his learning’s about swords last night. “OH NO!!!” Lloyd was in trouble the only thing that his teacher hated was a person missing teachings, especially Lloyd since he is the best swordsman in town.
Lloyd got up put his clothes on that e wears all the time and threw open that wood door and ran out the yard and up the dirt street to Rafael’s house. He ran as fast as his long legs could take him; he was speeding down the street. Open road. Lloyd finally after 10 minutes reached his house. Lloyd with power flung open Rafael’s door because it was never locked and apologized greatly. “Good sir, I did not mean to miss your teachings last night. I was tired and met this woman. My mind was not clear was full of I think love. I couldn’t clear this woman out of my mind.”
Rafael arose to his size. “A woman…eh? WHAT DOES THIS WOMAN MEAN TO YOU?”
Lloyd spoke but could not finish his sentence.
“THIS WOMAN…means nothing to me. But good luck. He, he. I told you that book would bring good luck to you. But never mind that. Tonight when the sun sets, you and me, teacher verse student. This shall teach you not to mess with an old man who knows magic and is the teacher of your superior sword skills. Now be gone I shall see you later tonight.”
“All right, teacher. I don’t want to hurt you but if you must say those words to me then I shall. Where should I meet you?”
“At the church yard.”
“Fine. If you want a fight then you shall have one.”
Lloyd walked off in a grim mood, he stepped out of the old mans house and went to his work.
The day set, as the skies were filled with murkiness and storms coming. There two men stood, bound to their will, the teacher and the student. They both stood their, scrutiny the slightest movements in each other’s body.
“Lloyd, you have lead me no choice. You have missed so many classes and teachings of mine, yet you are superior to me. So young one, this is a battle to the end.”
Lloyd was astonished by what the old man said, he couldn’t bear to even think about killing the one that he always admired and looked up to as a child and a student. “What…do you mean old one?”
“THE END! To finally prove yourself, you must be the best, and well I am the best in all fighting. Now make your move.”
“I could never. I am your student. I shall not dare kill you or even strike upon thou. I think you’ve…”
Before he could finish his sentence the old one lunged at him, his huge, silver sword with engravings from ones who were royalty. His big sword quickly flew across the left eye of Lloyds face. “Lloyd defend yourself, strike me, NOW!” Once again the old mans sword sliced at Lloyds body, he swung his sword around like a wild man. Chasing Lloyd down like a savage best. Lloyd didn’t want to fight the old man so he scatted away as the man flew at him with his sword. Left, right, and lunge was the old mans tactics to ware down the young strong man.
Lloyd had no other choice but to fight him. Lloyd looked exactly into the old mans eyes and leaped back like a tiger. His eyes glowed with a hot bottomless red and his veins turned the color of a faint green. He withdrew his light sword, he knew in two moves that he could have the old one dead. His sword was used for smooth, slick, and fast attacks. But he didn’t want to hurt the old man but he was forcing him. “Rafael, do not force me to strike upon you. Once I strike I shall see the stained blood and might not be able to control myself. So its either I strike and see blood and kill or we stop and go home. What do you say?”
“Well that sounds good and all, but it’d be more of a challenge if you hit me.” The words came out in a stuck up way and his hair was flung back.
“Fine then. You have chosen your decision old one. Be prepared.” His sword was so light yet so powerful he quickly sped around the old man likes a cheetah. His swift hits from all sides and his powerful legs picked him off the ground.
Lloyd jumped back from the Rafael. He crossed his arms with his hands on his shoulders. Large silver glowing in the background of him appeared faintly but then gradually started to appear more surreal. This unique light picked Lloyd up and lifted him high in the air, his rage sounded out through the whole town and forest. A meteor appeared from the sky and formed fire around it. As it fell upon earth the old man stood there in amazement. The meteor kept falling and got bigger. The old man knew that Lloyd was good but he was not good in magic as he was, so he did one thing. He cast his own spell.
“Good but not good enough.” Rafael started to hum words to himself and his whole body was trapped inside a huge green-lighted shield. “Holy protectors give me light!!!”
Lloyd looked over at the old man. He thought to himself that he didn’t know what he was in for. “Good one old man, now try and protect yourself against that meteor.” The huge red, fiery meteor struck down upon the earth shaking the planet. It had crushed the surrounding light that Rafael had. “Hah! See old man I told you didn’t want to fight me.”
The silver glow behind Lloyd had vanished into thin air, and he walked patiently over to his old friend. “Tis sad, I had to do this, but you must do what you need to do. Rest in peace my old friend.”
A slight movement came from the fallen meteor and a loud noise rushed through Lloyd’s veins like none other. The meteor leaped from earth and back to space. “HAHAHAHAHAHA! Is that all you got young one? I thought you’d be more of a challenge. C’mon show me your real stuff.”
Lloyd’s rage filled up with hate and anger, his eyes turned from red to a deep and sorrow deathly black. He once again withdrew his sword from his buckler and placed it straight in front of his face. He carefully tore the sword apart, making it two separate swords. He started to mumble something deep down inside of his soul. All of a sudden the two swords burned with black and green light. Lloyd’s eyes looked deep inside of Rafael’s Heart. “OLD MAN!!!! Time to DIE!!!!!!”
Lloyd flew at the old man faster and harder than ever before. He jumped up in the air, twisting and flipping his swords to his sides. As he landed he twisted one last time, turning to the old mans back that he had left unguarded, he took both swords and drew them nearer and nearer to his throat. Finally his airtime came down and landed with a sharp pointy steel sword in his spine. His eyes widened and his forehead started to sweat profusely down his left eye.
“I don’t think you want to do that Lloyd. You don’t want to die as well do you? Put the Swords down and step away slowly.”
Lloyd dropped his swords to the rock-strewn and aged sullied basis of the old church. He stepped back very charily. Step by step he saw a beautiful girl that he had met the other day. Her long black hair swayed in the storms night sky. Her luscious lips were moist as she pondered into the young mans eyes. Lloyd was amazed by what she had done to him. His eyes slowly faded back to his normal color shade of light blue. His appearance whitened and his lips turned bitter. “I am sorry Rafael. I don’t know what got into me. Please, Rafael, forgive me.
Rafael slowly and un-vigorously got acquainted to his usual size. He tossed his hair back from his eyes and began to see Lloyd’s true power. Something that cannot be stopped will be stopped, he thought to himself. “Yes…indeed, I can see your future. Yes your power is true that it is. I could almost feel your presence within me at one point. And I must say young one, that you are the teacher now. I sense that maybe nothing might be able to stop you. Maybe…”
The young beauty Lia ran over to aid him. “Grandfather. Are you all right? He didn’t hurt you, did he? Oh grandfather, please tell me that you shall be alright.”
“Lia, I am fine. Just, let us go back to the house and settle down for the night.” The old man started to walk across the rocky and dirty road. His hair openly flew in the air as his eyes narrowed as he looked across the huge road. He licked his lips and slowly walked across.
“Lia…I am so very sorry for this disturbance. And I am sorry if I hurt you in anyway possible. Please forgive me for I did not know better.” He literally took all the blame for this whole fight even though it was him who had not wanted to fight in the first place. “Please Lia look at me, look in my eyes. You shall see the truth that I did not want to fight, for it was your Grandfather that made me that way.”
Lia kept walking away from Lloyd not looking at him. For she would, be caught up in his mind forever. She knew she believed him but did not want to. “Oh. So now you are blaming everything on my Grandfather? That is immature of you and childish. Now let me go back and walk with my grandfather.” She walked rapid, as she wanted to get away from Lloyd.
“Please.” Lloyd cried out to her in a desperate voice. “Please just listen to me.” Her hair whisked away in the air. He just stood there…waiting for her to turn around, but she did not do so. She kept on wandering away from him. His face turned red and his eyes drowned with water, yet he did not weep. Very slowly his head leaned down and he began to walk away very grim and sadly.
