The Dark Realm

The Kings Counsel

Timothy opened his eyes and got extremely confused. He was in a dark room with walls made of stone. To his left there was a chair with a little table. To his right there was a coat rack and a door. In front of him there was a window that showed a giant courtyard with a giant fountain in the direct middle. After around 5 minutes Kiglea came through the door and said
"Oh you're finally awake".
"How long was I asleep?" asked Timothy
"Well in the mortal world time about 2 days but in our time it's more like 5 days."
Timothy stood up and suddenly a surge of energy and power filled his veins.
"Bring me the 2 people who saved my life".
"Yes my king"
At that moment Timothy realized he was actually the king of the Dark Realm. Within a few minutes Kiglea walked back in and behind him were 2 people. One was girl about the age of 16 and the other a boy at about the same age.
"Hello" said Timothy from his bed.
"Hello your Majesty" answered both of them simultaneously.
"These are the 2 brave souls who saved your life from the blade which you now wield." said Kiglea
Timothy glanced to the side of his bed and there was the dark black blade laying their that Doran had once owned.
"Why did you save me?" asked Timothy
"Because you are our king and we have had 3 kings die in the last 2 years which has made our realm completely unstable and disruptive." answered the girl.
Timothy thought he recognized her but he didn't recall from where.
"Thats Samantha" said the boy "as you can tell she's rather knowledgeable"
"Very" Timothy replied with a chuckle.
"Have I ever seen you before Samantha" asked Timothy
"Why yes you have, I was the girl who gave you the scroll from Kiglea" She Answered.
Timothy began to think things over. He thought about the battle between him and Doran. He thought about what Samantha had said about the realm being unstable. He also thought that he might not only have 2 new members of the King's counsel but he thought he might also have 2 new people that could help to encourage him and for that he was happy.
"You two have shown bravery that I only wish I could have and for that I have chosen you Samantha and you, I'm sorry i didn't quite get your name" said Timothy
"Nico" answered the boy."
"Alright then I have chosen you Samantha and you Nico to be the new King's counsel to help me to make the right choice to help protect this realm and everyone that is within it." announced Timothy
"I am honored, but you need know my king. I'm not as the others in this realm are. I'm a Warloc" said Nico
"What you are does not matter, what matters is that you are trustworthy and brave."
"Thank you so much you have no idea how proud my family would be of me" said Samantha
"Would be?" asked Timothy and he regretted it as soon as he said it.
"Yes would be, You see much like you my parents were also slain by Dorans hand."
"Oh I'm sorry for your loss" replied Timothy softly
" It's ok" Samantha replied
"Alright then let's get to transforming this Realm back to its former glory" yelled Kiglea. Kiglea then announced that they needed to begin planning the capital city.
With that the 4 of them began planning a new capital city.
The new city was going to be a giant circle at about 20 miles in length. every 90 degrees there was to be a moat of water about 30 feet across stretching from the outer circle to a center island which was going to be 2 miles across. On this island there was to be a giant park with all sorts of wildlife that was found in both Galimore and in the dark realm. In Between all of the moats there was to be an island in the shape of a triangle. These would be used as places to live and shop.
"Oh Merlin's beard Timothy I need you to come with me immediately." said Kiglea
"Ok...." answered Timothy
Kiglea began to walk out the door and Timothy followed.
"Where are we going" asked Timothy
"There is something I have forgotten to tell you about the Dark realm"
Timothy continued to follow him until they came to a throne room. It had a giant door for the entrance. To the left there was a window overlooking the courtyard and a giant fountain. Directly in front of them there was a giant throne that changed colors. It went from red, to blue, to white, to green.
"Do you know why the throne is changing colors" asked Kiglea
"Well of course not" replied Timothy
"Well its changing colors because the new King has not chosen his circlus." said Kiglea
"His what now" asked Timothy
"His circlus, it is the power or skill that you use and if you were a normal citizen it would decide which island you would live on in the capital."
"Ok... what powers are there?" asked Timothy
"There is Red for fire, Blue for electricity, White for innocence and honesty and lastly their is green for intelligence. You must choose a power that will be the power in which you use to battle and it will be the thing that heals you." said Kiglea.
Timothy began to get nervous. He was afraid that if he picked the wrong one that he wouldn't be able to rule like he needs to.
"No to worry Timothy there will be a prophecy proclaiming which power you will get." said Kiglea
"Ok but when will hear this prophecy" asked Timothy
"Whenever you summon the masses" answered Kiglea
Timothy had absolutely no idea how he was to do that.
"How am i supposed to summon the masses?" asked Timothy
"This time I must do it because you do not yet have your virtus ring" said Kiglea
"What is a virtus ring?" asked Timothy getting almost annoyed with all of these new words he has to learn?
"Well virtus is latin for ability, and well you know what a ring is... or at least I hope so."
Kiglea walked over to the giant window and started speaking in a language that he had not yet heard.
"Ljudi mračno carstvo te zovem zajedno tako da smo moda Kraun novi kralj i tako da mogu dati ćemo mu prsten u kojem će iskoristiti da donesem ovo drevne carstvo napolje e u kojoj bačena smo." yelled Kiglea
Words started floating from Kigleas mouth towards Timothy. In the air the words began to translate themselves from what Timothy thought to be Latin back to English. When Kiglea stopped talking the words read
"People of the Dark Realm I call you together so that we may crown a new King and so that we may give him the ring in which he will use to bring this ancient realm out the ash in which we have been thrown."
The doors to the Throne room opened and Samantha and Nico walked in. Timothy walked over to the window and looked out into the courtyard. The ground was beginning to get more bright and colorful. People were walking from a large camp to the castle. There were hundreds of them. Men, women and children all walking from their homes to watch Timothy become king. The throne room began to fill with people of all ages. Kiglea lead Timothy up to a platform next to the multicolored throne.
"When the ceremony begins a man by the name of Desmond will approach you and will prophesy over you. This will decide what ability you will rule with for the rest of your life." said Kiglea
"How many people will be here when we begin?" asked Timothy
"Oh about 300 maybe". replied Kiglea
"But I saw more walking over to the castle" said Timothy
"There will still be thousands outside waiting to be told of what happens" answered Kiglea
The doors opened yet again and 8 men with tinted armor walked in.
2 of them for each ability. 1 of each set carried a trumpet and the other carried a flag. The Flag had 14 stripes going horizontally down it from top to bottom. The stripes were red, white, blue and green. In the corner there was a red crown with a black sword behind it. These men filed into the back of the room. After a few minutes went by, Kiglea yelled
"Let the Ceremony begin"
At this the men began to march down the room towards the throne. The trumpet bearers blared their trumpets until they were all at the throne. Then they split into 2 groups of 2 different colors. Blue and white went one way and Green and Red went the other. The doors opened and an old man began to make his way down to Timothy. The man was dressed in an old purple cloak. His face was pale and wrinkly. He had eyes that were all the colors of the world and yet at the same time they seemed empty and dark. He stood in front of Timothy and shut his eyes. He laid his hand on Timothy's head and began to speak a strange language. Normally Timothy would be able to see the words in the air but this time there were none. The man stopped and threw a ring into the air and then put his hand back on Timothy and began to speak the language again. The ring levitated there and spun around. As it spun it began to change colors until the man stopped speaking.
"This young boy by the name of Timothy seeks to be your king. The ring which I have thrown has been forged in the fiery mountain of Cytocus. This ring possesses great power that can be used for either good or evil." said the man
"I Desmon of The Dark Realm have foreseen that this boy Timothy in order to save this realm from the dark pit it has become must use the ability of FIRE!!!" yelled the man
As he said this the room began to get brighter and brighter. Timothy looked about the room and he realized that the throne had stopped changing colors and it had stopped on a image of a blazing fire. The ring above Timothy's head had also stopped and settled on a orangish reddish color that resembled the color of the fire on the throne.
"This Boy Timothy is now your new King that shall rule the realm with the ability of fire. He shall also rule with intelligence. " yelled the man. Then the ring and thrown became a green flame. Suddenly the ground began to shake and the old man's eyes lit up. All of the color in the room faded.
"This arrogant boy is your new king. Have I not proven my point with the last 3 kings. They have all died. Your family's dead your friends dead your animals dead. I Doran am the only one fit to be king of the Dark Realm and if I must kill more of you to prove it then so be it." said a voice in a voice that was the voice of the evil king Doran of Gaimore.
The light in the room came back. All of the people in the room had their eyes fixed on the old man. The old man fell to his knees and let out a gut wrenching cry of agony. As he slowly and painfully began to slip into death he let out his final words
"Timothy is the only and last hope for this realm. Do not betray him or the realm will fall into anarchy and Doran will become the new king and the realm will be destroyed." Then his eyes closed and his heartbeat stopped. The old prophet of the dark realm had died. The ring fell into Timothy's hands. Kiglea instructed him to put it on, when he did he felt a surge of power and wisdom. The room was still dark and cold. The old prophet lay on the ground with his eyes still open yet he was still dead. Timothy approached the body. He knelt down beside it a slid his hand down the old man's dead face to shut his eyes so that he could finally rest in peace. Suddenly a beam of light erupted from the old man's chest and into the air. A ghostly looking image of the man began to ascend until it hit the roof. THe beam of light died down and the ghostly image faded. Timothy stood up and slowly approached his new throne. He turned to the people and slowly sat his body into the royal seat. The room erupted with applause and shouts. The eight knights left the room and headed towards a balcony that could be seen from the giant window in the room. The two red knights and the two green knights raised their arms in the air and blew their trumpets. A loud roar of applause and cheering echoed up to the throne room. Timothy began to realize just how big of a kingdom the dark realm was. For the rest of the night people talked and celebrated. Timothy stood in a corner with Samantha and Nico until the room emptied out. Timothy approached Kiglea who was looking out the window and said
"You never told me where I would be sleeping."
"Oh yes follow me." he answered.
Timothy walked up the staircase made of a cobble stone. When he reached the top into a large room. It was more like a suite than a room. It had a red and black carpet that reached all of the rooms. Its walls were very mystical. They showed the courtyard and what was happening in it. Timothy reached his hand up towards the fountain and his hand got wet. A few meters in front of the entrance and to the right there was a door that led to a good sized library which was fantastic for Timothy because he loved to read. The room had bookcases and all of its walls except for the back one where there was a window looking out over the left side of the court yard. A few meters in front of the entrance and to the left there was a door that led to a dining room that was an identical shape and color of the library even the window was in the same place. This window however overlooked a dark barren area. This area was going to be part of a park that was in the design plan for the new capital. A few meters directly in front of the main entrance was a small 1 meter by 1 meter platform. As Timothy stepped onto it it began to slowly rise up. When he finally reached the top Timothy was relieved to see a bed. The room was a little bit bigger than the library or dining room. It was a rather plain room except for a large red bed with a giant window behind it. To the left of the bed was an armor stand. The armor stand had a black set of armor on it. The armor glowed and radiated a feeling of victory. To the left of the bed there was a cabinet with a glass front. In the cabinet laid the sword that Timothy had gotten from Doran. The roof of the room was a giant glass dome that showed the nights sky. Timothy was impressed but still extremely tired so he laid down in the giant bed and almost instantaneously drifted to sleep.