<< The deed has been done ,
The seal has been broken ,
The shadows taking over ,
The beast has been waken ,
Watch out for what lies beneath ,
Don't let your strength decrease.
A million mysteries on a breaking dawn...
Will you dare to stand and fight it on your own? >>I open my eyes desperately gasping for air.Still unable to move nor talk , I hardly try to turn my neck around to uncover the identity of the mysterious place...The man was gone...It seemed to me like a giant hall with red mysterious paintings on the partially cracked up wall.The air smelled funny.Definitely not something I've experienced before.There was that dusty smell mixed with a repelling smell of what appears to be ... a body ... a dead body ...
Few minutes passed , I finally managed to get up.I found myself standing in the center of an hexagon formed by the folded marble walls whose on the edge of each and every one , was a straight and dark path to somewhere I hadn't figured yet.Wait... I hear footsteps along with a bizzarre hit on the floor coming with every step , more like the sound of a wooden stick continuously hitting the floor.
I'm creeped out , in a way I never was before ... My heartbeat was rushing to a thousand beats a minute , my face turned pallid ... I never ever felt in such weakness and incapability once before...Few seconds passed , the sounds from the tunnel turned to silence.Well to be honest , It wasn't reassuring as everyone might have figured...In fact , the blinding silence was impossibly terrifying.
Wait , I see something ... Eight shadows standing at every entrance of the tunnels , their eyes were illuminated , they were seemingly holding a trident with luminescent edges.I was like : " What the heck ! Is it Harry Potter now ?! "
That ironic attitude of mine soon turned to become frozen blood running through my veins.One of the eight entities shouted with a disastrously creepy voice :
- " Are we capting your attention you little pretentious oaf ? " simultaneously hitting the floor with his wooden trident in a raging attitude.
Horrified , I didn't even bother to reply...One of the dark dressed shadows added :
- " Don't you dare touch him , he's mine.One hand gets laid on him and I will tear the whole place down with each and every single one of you.Don't let me make you beg for mercy ! "Then he prounounced a weird statement which seemed to be pretty familiar to me : << Desembra >>
All the others single - handedly repeated the word.Their eyes started to flicker and a creepy glow covered their tridents , projecting an eightful of straight glowing lines.Guess what their target was ? Me ...
They were all moaning like they were acquiring some terribly intense voltage , more like a cat moaning for food.I was feeling gradually weaker , without mentionning the eight stripes of light impaling me , draining my body to the last flicker of energy.
The process eventually ended.Their voices were rougher , shouting in one and only demonic voice :
- " Tonight we took back what was stolen from us.Death will come to you Aragon ! Wait and witness as we rip to pieces the only hope you have of survival ! You will pay for your insolence "
Suddenly a blinding light emerges from nowhere causing the shadows to drop their tridents.It was a man with a bright face , so bright that I couldn't figure any of its details.
He shouts :
- " You are no masters of mine , you do not own me , neither this young man " pointing right at me ...
- "How dare you defy us? How dare you speak up in the presence of your masters ! Your arrogance offends us , for that you will pay Aragon , and believe us , it will not be pleasant ! "I hear their voices all over the place groaning :
" Darkness of the abyss rise to us , unlesh your lethal poison and curse the man that stands before you to death.Trapped in your own fears you shall be , that is the price you pay for defying me "
The man with the bright face sniggles his last words to me before he fades away :
" I will find a way to reach you , in one way or another I will , and those black coated freaks will pay for what they've done to you "-"What?What have they done?What is happening to me?Someone answer!"
Unfortunately I get no answer.I wake up to the sun rising and entering my room's broken window.The shadows , the man , the ritual , was it real ? Probably not ! But the triangle shaped blood scars on my chest , those were definitely not my imagination.Shaking to the monstrous scene I had or had not really witnessed , I grabbed my backpack and went to school.
" How many secrets will the destiny carry ? The evil has been unleashed , the darkness reign has started "
[ To be continued ]
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The Obsolete
FantasyDerek , a 16 years old teenager lives in Loyalton city in California with his mother and sister.As death has taken his father away , a trauma is cast in his lonely life.It gets even worse when he discovers an agonizing truth about his...