After Jason Marquoid loses someone dear to him, he discovers a new power that can change the world as we know it. He must find a way to harness this new found power in order to prevent the deaths of those he loves and cares about.
Volume One: The Dr...
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The air was tense as Jason and Grandpa Mark sat at the table, their eyes fixed on the two strangers before them. For a moment, the only sound in the room was the faint creak of wood. Finally, Grandpa Mark broke the silence.
“Forgive me,” he began, “but I’ll have to ask you a few questions. First, your names?”
The man with the glowing blue eyes nodded. “My name is Aman Adetokunbo. But you can call me Connor,” he said, his voice steady and composed.
The young woman spoke next, her voice softer but confident. “And I’m Annabelle Wayra,” she said, her eyes flicking briefly to Jason before settling on Mark.
Mark’s sharp gaze shifted between the two, his fingers stroking his beard in thought. “Alright,” he said at last. “How did you come to possess your elementiel powers?”
Connor leaned forward slightly, his face serious. “My father was the king of West Africa and the wielder of the water elementiel. Fifteen years ago, he joined a mission with other elementiels. When he returned…” His voice faltered for a moment. “He was infected with a dark power. It weakened him, consumed him. Before he died, he transferred his power to me.”
Annabelle glanced at Connor before adding, “My father, Samuel Wayra, suffered the same fate. He, too, was infected by this… darkness. Before he passed, he entrusted his power to me.”
Jason leaned forward. “That’s exactly what happened to my father!”
Mark’s brow furrowed deeply as he absorbed their words. “While I never met your fathers personally,” he said, “my son did mention those names to me in the past. I believe you’re telling the truth.”
“But,” Mark continued, his voice tinged with curiosity and caution, “why have you come here?”
Connor straightened in his seat. “We’ve been traveling across different lands, helping people wherever we can. Recently, we heard about dragons causing trouble in Eirene—specifically in Camelot. So, we decided to come and investigate.”
Annabelle nodded in agreement. “When we arrived, we heard tales of the fire elementiel protecting the land. We wanted to see this protector for ourselves. That’s how we ended up here.”
Mark nodded slowly, processing their words. After a long pause, he said, “Excuse us for a moment. I need to speak with Jason alone. While you wait, help yourselves to some cakes.”
The two visitors exchanged a glance before smiling gratefully. “Thank you,” Connor said, as Annabelle eagerly grabbed a plate.
Mark led Jason into the kitchen, shutting the door behind them. He leaned in close and whispered, “Do you think we can trust them, Jason?”
Jason rubbed the back of his neck thoughtfully. “I mean, they came all this way to help people, and they seem genuine. Plus, they’re like me. I could learn a lot from them.”
