MORSSORSTERRA, The Birth Of The Savior

02| REBELLION

The loud sound of drums were beating heavily filling everyone's sensitive ears.

"My loyal servants and creatures of Morssorsterra! This Wailon known by each one of you as Alfred Chester, rebelled two years ago and killed our beloved Anax. I as the new Anax of Morssorsterra sentence this rebel to death!" His voice boomed across the square, where the city's assembled officials, nobles, royal family and all the creatures of Morssorsterra stood, waiting for the Anax verdict against the rebel; their faces betraying the long wait for assistance. "Begin the execution!" The new Anax; Anax Cassius bellowed putting his back to his throne.

Alfred Chester was tackled with heavy chains on  his ankles and wrists. The chains were laced with strong magic to keep him from escaping. His royal robes were tattered because of all the struggles during his arrest and his taut muscles flexed as he struggled with the chains. He grinded his teeth's, his stormy eyes glaring, clearly showing  how displeased he is with the situation. His long black hair covered his entire face giving him a fiery look like the animal he is.

"Begin the execution!" Anax Cassius bellowed.

The giant man raised his huge dagger into the air, aiming directly towards the rebel's neck almost separating his head from  his neck. But to everyone's utter surprise, the executor's huge and heavy dagger fell squeakily on the ground. The noise being the only sound heard on the execution ground.

Suddenly a very beautiful woman appeared next to the rebel. She was wearing a bright red robe too bright for her very pale skin. Her very beautiful face held a devilish smirk which didn't match the angelic beauty she behold. The crowd started backing out in fear. Gasps and murmurs were heard as the crowd became restless.

Astonishingly, the witch laughed loudly. So loud and nasty everyone felt a dreadful feeling in the pit of their stomach. Once again, everywhere grew silent. But the Anax became very angry.

The Anax angrily raised to his feet. "This is unruly!" He shouted and hit  his hand on the arm chair. "Who are you?"

The beautiful woman laughed again and it sounded so evil leaving a creeping feeling on the depth of everyone's anxious stomach. "I am a witch. So beautiful and charming as the moon resting in the night sky. And I'm here to take this rebel with me". She tutted, "but sadly, there is nothing you can do about it".

" Arrest her!" The Anax hollered but before anyone could move, the witch and the rebel were no where to be found. The witch disappeared with the rebel laughing evilly. The laugh still echoes in the ground despite her disappearance. It scared everyone including the king.

     

    

Two years back ....

As Anax Sillas Mors sat on his throne room deeply lost in thoughts. He was thinking of how to make the life of his Neogapulla's easier. In two months time, their saviour will grace the world and her appearance is going to be trilling for every creature in Morssorsterra. The winter making the atmosphere snowy and cold as ever but because he's a cold blooded animal, it doesn't have much effect on him.

He's the strongest and most powerful Neogapulla besides the seven. Though his animal makes him warm most of the time, there are still times he feels cold.

His pregnant wife had fallen asleep. There are times he wished he could take her pain away from her. He saw how much pain she goes through most of the time and he'd wish it was him going through such pain not his beautiful Anassa.

Suddenly, loud sounds of horns echoes across the gate of the palace. The sound rang an alarm in his mind. It doesn't sound right. His guards rushed into the throne room, shielding him from an unknown danger.