The Dark Knight

Chapter 8 Victor

I galloped over fallen tree stumps and branches. Why the fuck did Mora contact her? HER?! She has no business in any of this madness. Madness. She is too innocent for the word.
I arrive at a shrine. Mora's shrine. It showed him sitting on a throne. His devilish throne. His face is covered and a scar was on his face. His worship table was set in front of him. The table had a skull incripted on it. A Dark Knight leaned on his leg. His expression was closed off by his hood. His armor had shadows flowing around him. His arms were crossed over his chest. I could tell he looked strait at me.
"I have been waiting for you. It took long enough. Took your sweat old time, didn't you?" Said the Knight. He smiled and walked towards me.
"Answer this, Dark Knight, why did Mora contact Kate? Why not send one of you in his stead?" I asked, fury bubbled in my chest. The fear and sorrow in her eyes that night. Her muffled cries as she slowly fell asleep in my arms. It was...horrible for him to do something like that to her. She is innocent and shouldn't have been contacted my death himself.
"Know your place Brother! Your feelings for this girl is no allowed in our masters eyes. You know better then anyone." He snapped. I hate it when they do that. Plunge into your emotions like it is their business.
"You little-"
"Boys, are you arguing about me now? Come on, i know I'm gorgeous , but please. Don't flatter yourself." I turned to see Morgana, smiling amusingly.
"Morgana, how lovely for you to join us. Still see you haven't lost your touch scence we last spoke." Said the knight, a bit annoyed.
"Oh please, you haven't lost your dullness." She retorted. The knight clenched his jaw. She got him good. We all know that Mora's special Knights don't like being toyed with.
    "What do you want Morgana?" I asked her, narrowing my eyes at her. She looked at me like I was stupid.
   "You know well enough why Im here!" She replied. Kate. Of course.
   "What is she worth to you?" Asked the Knight behind me. The air grew tense.
   "None of your concern. Why does a Knight of Mora care?"
   "She is valuable to Mora and he wants her unharmed. Im guessing Victor can do that job perfectly well." He said, smiling. My jaw clenched. Someone hurting Kate made my blood boil. My hands started to burn. My chest started to hurt and power surged threw my veins. The air grew dense. The earth started to rumble under our feet. The ends of my vision were black, indicating that my eyes were not the color it should be. Morgana swayed under the rumbling of the earth. Trees from every direction fell in a 15 mile radius.
    "Victor, calm down." Slowly, the power i felt in my veins diminished. My hands felt normal. The earth stopped shaking and my vision wasn't blocked at the ends by darkness.
   "Here. I came here to give this to you." The Dark Knight threw a gem, black as night, in my direction. I cought  it without trying.
    "What am I to do with this?" I asked, looks at the gem with amazement.
   "You are to go find the necklace to this gem. That neckless is a important piece. That is all I can tell you for now. I will come to you when you have it." Said the Dark Knight. He stood up on his feet. Black mist appeared from behind him. It engulfed him completely. The mist disappeared and the Knight was gone.
   I sighed and rubbed my hands threw my hair. All this is tiring. Mora contacting Kate. The Knights of Camelot. Morgana. All of it. Very tiresome indeed. I turned around to find that Morgana is gone. So is my horse.
   "Damn it Morgana!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I put the gem in my pocket and started to head home. To Kate.

  "Kate. Kate, where are you?"  I asked threw the hallways. She wasn't in her room. Where is she?
   I searched every door. Every inch of the place. Worry boiled in my blood and courses still. I walked into the library to find books scattered all over the place. Book pages scattered the air.
   "What the hell? This wasn't like this when I left." I said to myself. A wet, warm drop of water dripped into my face. I touched my face and looked at my fingertips. Blood. I looked up to see blood smeared letters on the ceiling.

  Good Luck

I stared the ceiling for a long time. Longer then I should have. A hot, burning sensation bubbled in my stomach and into my chest. The room turned dark and the wind picked up speed. My hands felt hot. I know they are engulfed by dark, black fire. The outer sides of my vision turned black. I looked up and screamed as loud as I could. I dropped to my knees and black mists shot out from every direction. I could hear books smashing against the walls. I could hear windows shatter. I could hear the wooden floors splinter. I can hear a part of the castle crumble under my power. I can hear trees falling over from outside.
   Im going to find you Kate. I promise. And I will kill anybody who hurts you. Im going to find you Kate. And their going to pay dearly.