The Power Stones

(2) The Dark Stone

The young John Omily carefully made his climb on the precarious path back to the start. He could feel his sword at his side and smell the sweat on his back. He checked one last time to make sure that his bow was properly strung. The bow that he gave him... He is gone now, no lingering over the past. For he was now there. He couldn't see the darkness but he could feel it, the pain, the suffering...The corruption. He could also feel something else. They could feel the darkness reading him like a mom reads a book to a small child. He was that child.

It was then that out of the shadows the darkness emerged, all four arms waving about, he could feel all three eyes on him. It was said the bottom two could see the world, while the third could see the soul. "You have come young Johnny '' said a booming voice.''You have defeated my citadel, killed my general and set fire to my lands. A crime worthy of death!"

John did not respond, instead, he drew his sword and prepared for the fight ahead and pondered the thing that had happened to him in a month.

March 3, 135 AD, in the small town of Bricksburg excitement was in the air. Deep within the black mountains a new mineral had been found. It was a type of orb and the people had gathered on charles street to witness the town blacksmith crack it open. All the hypocritical scientists came, who claimed that if you care about some ore you should not be called a scientist, despite the fact that they were indeed "very into it"

The orb had a strange field around it, people later on would have called it an energy field but these people simply called it "black magic" for it came from the mountain black. The town blacksmith was going to attempt to remove the field allowing them to break apart the orb to make the most elegant of jewelry.

In a little window at the culmination of a building, overlooking it all was a young orphan of the age of 16. He had been alone ever since His mom died four years ago. He now lived in her old room above the horse stables overlooking the park where this event took place. He watched with great interest, he had a paper and quill to record the happenings. From his window he could see some children running in the streets chasing a dog. He could see an Affray between two scientists over who got a closer view of the stone. He could also see the blacksmith raise his hammer high, and CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! Then The world was devoid of light, and was plunged into darkness.

A young man runs, screams behind him, the ones who are caught are corrupted and the ones who leave follow soon after. The man is stopped by one of these demons, he slams his mom's old cooking pot against the creature knocking it back and he runs, never looking back.

John looks at the beast feeling a great malice he charges but is stopped by a ghost! He sees Ben, then Rick, then Melly...Melly. A deep pool of emotions flow through him so violently he thinks he will be knocked over, then the memories come flooding in.

A poor boy runs, he steals a horse for the master is gone to darkness. He runs. He travels for many days and nights. He is alone, afraid and weak. He lies in a field and tries to take his life via a stick, but a voice stops him "Son, why do you do this" "Master, I have no reason to live, I would much rather die than join The darkness" Replied John. "I do not understand" Replies the voice. John looks up to see a kindly older face. He decides to tell the man the whole story. "Boy, you need training and gear, and then to face this beast. And so John's training begane.

The first figure is that of Ben, John's teacher and the one who gifted him with "Thaddeus" His sword. He needed to do much training in order for Ben to be able to verify that he was indeed worthy of such a weapon. He had just completed his training when the darkness caught up with him. He remembered how he gave his life for him. He knew after what he saw it was futile to bring him back, for even if he defeated the darkness, the torn up flesh of Ben would never breathe again. He was tentative to do it, but he knew that he must, "Good by master" He said behind tears , and with that he lifted up his sword and swung. Light is the only thing that can defeat darkness. His sword was dipped in dragon oil which when lit would not get out and with a single spark his sword lit up and That was the last he saw of Ben.