Before she knew it she was walking in the woods blinded by the rage she felt all the way to her very core. She was using tracking skills she didn't know. See she had to try and find the people that had killed her friends, no, her family. As she walked the dark purple cloud followed her and grew bigger. She had been walking in the woods tracking the blood trail left behind by the hunters and their sent (Tom and Janes blood to specify). All the while she hunted them her rage built and built clouding her mind even more. Before she knew it a day had past, and the trial of blood she had been following led to the remnants of their camp. they had packed up and moved since then but she could still smell them. Their putrid smell filled her nostrils, and clouded her mind with more rage. She followed the trail left behind by the monsters because in her eyes that's all they where. When she had finally gotten close to them it was night fall again.
See the problem here is that the power of a blood-elf, is directly ties to their emotions. So if one of them was put in a situation like she was, the power would build and grown out of control. Pain, anger, rage, apathy and the like, led to a most destructive dark power that most couldn't control. For her all it did was fill her with more rage and continue to build in to a missive ball of dark purple death.
She had seen a light through some trees and decided to go towards it. What she had assumed was only another small camp of theirs was actually their main base. This place was walled in by stone walls and a large wooden gate. The gate was made of near entire trees, spiked at the top. It had guard towers, and a small platform that surrounded the entirety of the wall save for the gate. Inside those wall was a small town full of people. By this point it was to late for anyone inside this place. It may have been a fortress but that would mean nothing against Phoenix with her emotions and power out of control.
As she walked toward the gate the hunters saw her and set the alarms off to warn those inside of the oncoming wave of destruction headed their way. Little did they know of how truly dangerous this battle, no this massacre would be.
Guards surrounded the other side of the gate as she approached. As she got closer the people on the wall could see the dark cloud that surrounded her see they had underestimated her. By the time they realized their mistake it was too late to warn the others at the gate. Phoenix had already started to raise her arm and as she did an orb of pure evil and darkness formed above her. As soon as it was at full power she screamed, a most anger, pain and rage filled scream. And sent it straight at the gate. At the same time the guards on the wall where trying to warn those on the other side of the gate, but before they could the orb was on its way faster than they could run.
As it touched the gate it exploded with a blinding light and defining noise. The sheer force of the explosion alone would have killed the guards at the front of the gate. But sadly for them they weren't so lucky. As that dark orb of pure evil approached them it corrupted the ground beneath it. As it made contact with the first man it passed thru him, as he let out the most agonizing scream known to man. See the orb started to destroy his very being burning and charring him and it slowly destroyed his very soul. It would do this to everyone who directly touched it. All those within the direct vicinity of the explosion where swallowed by it. And those close but just a small bit further where consumed by the the dark orb that started to form where the original one had it. It disappeared taking anyone in it, with it.
By this point more men where running to the gate, but as they got close she dashed forward with such speed that by the time they blinked, she was on them. For you see by this point the darkness was fully flowing within her. It made her move and godlike no, demonic speed and ferocity. The closest man didn't have time to react she had grab his throat and sunk her fingers into it grabbing his spine and tearing it out of him ripping his head off in the prosses. As she tore the spin out of this man his head fell and rolled to the feet of man behind him. The guy behind hem fell in terror as two more men rushed her one with a sword, and the other, with a bow. The swordsman charged closer than the bowman as the guy with the bow fired a shot it nicked her arm as she tried to doge. She let out a rage and pain filled scream. At that she lunged at the man that had shot her. But the swordsman had caught her arm but as he touched her he jumped back and screamed out in pain. Because as he did she erupted in a dark purple flame.
As he looked dawn at his had writhing in pain he had a new feeling of terror as it was gone and a dark purple and green color started to climb up his arm leaving as it passed his arm with deep cracks. It kept spreading up his arm now to his shoulder the man screaming the whole time. As it made its way up his neck and down to the rest of his body. Leaving it burned and cracked with deep crevasses. His screaming would suddenly stop as he froze in place. He started to fall and as he hit the ground he exploded in a cloud of dust dead. Phoenix had watched him die and now turned her attention to the man with bow all of the rest of the men there where frozen in fear. She was no longer on fire, but she leaped and landed in front of him plunging her arm into his chest. As she pulled her arm back in her hand was this mans very heart. She showed it to him as has he died and crushed it in her hand.
The next few hours where a slaughter, no, a pure bloodbath. As she killed anyone in her path and laid waste to the town inside those walls by the time she was done hundreds of people men women and children where dead. For in her mind it didn't mater that there where woman and children there, for in her eyes they where all guilty. At the very end she screamed out as one last explosion would rock the town leaving a crater where she stood. No explosion in history would ever reach that size it was so devastating. Very few people made it out as the town lay in ruin.
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The Forgotten
FantasyThis is a more somber story happy endings are not my thing. In this story our main protagonist will face many hard ships and losses. Will they make it thru to the end of this journey? Find out here in the forgotten.