The Dark Elf: The Family Threat

The Beginning

After watching his father die by the hands of his aunt, Kreature was plotting his ultimate revenge. He was done with the Brunuhvillians and he won't stop at nothing to make sure that they never hurt his family again.

In all of the dimensions, the sun was shining, magical folk went about their day, creatures made themselves known but in Stone Grave, the skies were dark and gloomy, magical folk and creatures kept themselves hidden away from their new king, Kreature Snow.

Kreature sat in his throne room with Grim standing at his side. Grim watched as Kreature starred into nothing. He could see the pure evil on his face and in his eyes. Grim knew that after loosing Alana last year first, Grim knew Kreature would be out for revenge and then loosing Link, well that just made Kreatiure spiral further. But little did the young Snow know that his father killed his mother and not Alexa.

"What are you looking at?" Kreature spat.

"I am just interested in what revenge you have planned for your aunt." Grim spoke.

"Don't call her my aunt. She is nothing to me. She killed my parents. Father told me she would have revenge after he killed their parents." Kreature explained.

"Did your father tell you why he killed his parents?"

"Yeah. He was not understood. When Alexa came into their lives, she was the favourite." Kreature answered.

"Do you know how he became a dark elf?"

"No. He never told me that."

"Well, when his mother was young, her and his father were going through a hard time. One night they were arguing after talking about having children. She wanted a girl and he wanted a boy." Grim began.

"That night, they both fell asleep angry, both in separate rooms. Screaming was heard throughout the whole kingdom. Link's father and the measter came running to her aid to see that her stomach was glowing a violent purple."

"Purple? I have never heard of purple glowing from a woman before." Kreature spoke.

Grim looked at Kreature and sighed. "Let me finish. The measter began to pull the figure out from Link's mother's stomach. He placed the figure onto the floor to see a ten year old boy looking up at them. The boy had blood red eyes and elf ears."

Kreature took all of the information in and then looked back at Grim.

"So that is how he became a dark elf? Just over an argument?" Kreature questioned.

"Magic is a powerful element. Do not mess with it or what happened to your father could happen to others." Grim stated.

Kreature stood to his feet and stepped down from his throne. Grim watched as his king began to walk towards the throne room door. Kreature looked behind himself and looked at Grim.

"Follow me." The young king spoke.

Grim began to follow the dark elf out of the room and through the castle to the far end of the castle, where no light touched anything. Kreature lead his guide towards a large metal door that was magically bolted shut. Kreature placed a finger onto the door and dragged it down half way. The clicks of the locks were heard through the door. The door opened slightly after the last click and Kreature smiled.

The two walked in and Kreature closed the door behind them. Grim looked at his king and raised a nonexistent eyebrow.

"Kreature, what are we doing here?" Grim questioned as he looked around the room confused.

The room they were in was rather large. The walls and floor was built from grey stone and the ceiling was built from brown wood. The only light that was in the room was the light ball that was emerged from Kreature's hand. The room was full of nothing.