The Legends of Dawn ~ Book 1. Chained Ice

Chapter 5

It's no surprise that this night is no different from others. No matter what these dreams keep coming and coming. Zion sat in a cold dark space. Behind him a flicker of candle light would appear. Looking back he'd see he is sitting on a large golden throne. The air was dry and dusty, there was the faint smell of burning wood. When he turned back to face forward, a candle in the distance lit up. The light presented a statue made of sandstone, the head of the figure resembled a canine with the body of a man. The urge to get up and wander around hit Zion, but no matter how hard he tried his body wouldn't budge. A soft rumbling started underneath, dust and sand trickled from the ceiling. The rumbling grew and grew until something sprouted from the ground. A black crystal sprouted up to the left of Zion. Embedded in the side was a katana, shining silver blade with gold and dark purple accents. A symbol resembling a new moon was embedded in the base of the blade. To the right a white crystal arose with a similar katana embedded in it, only this one having a full moon embedded in the blade. Whispers arose from all direction speaking all sorts of things.
The pharaoh's choice. They whispered from all directions. One will wield both light and darkness. Warrior of the moon must bare the dark hand to guide the light.

Zion sat in awe trying to figure out just what was happening. Another tremor started, and yet another crystal rose from the ground this one a dark grey. Embedded in it was a long katana, the blade a dark metal like no other.
Though past forgotten, the guardian of the afterlife will take his stand. Wield the blade of the soul. More warriors will follow. You, the pharaoh of ice and earth must gather these warriors. Evil is spreading, expel it, save your friends.......

The voices fade as the light does. The ancients are coming......

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Zion woke up abruptly to the sound of loud crashing. Beastly wails and roars went off. Zion rushed out of the bed jolting down the stairs and out of the house.
His eyes glowed a furious icy blue, his fist coated with ice.  Just as he stepped out one of the beast was climbing down the manhole. The beast glared at Zion with a mischievous grin. "The boss wants you, or the girl gets it." He said before disappearing into the sewers with a horrible cackle following after.

"Bastards!" Zion roared. He clenched his fist and held a scowl on his face to the point where a vein showed on his forehead. He kept thinking to himself that he shouldn't have stayed around her for her own safety. He stomped his way down the street to the main entrance of the sewers on the other side of town.

"There was no need for kidnappings, if you really wanted me so badly you could have came after me yourself!" He'd yell out.
Zion would pick up his pace until he was at full sprint. He made it to the stone entrance not stopping to open the door. He turned his fist to iron and punched his way through it. He slid down the ladder and continued the path to the main room.

Along the path multiple thugs were waiting. Zion gave them no notice and passed by. Some would just glare not bothering to go after him. A few tried to tackle him, or get in his way with various beastly forms. In Zion's rage all it took was a hit to knock one out. Just before getting to the entrance, a formless being oozed from around the corner and formed into the shape of a man. Zion continued on his way rushing straight towards the figure. Zion went for the punch but the formless figure caught his punch. The form became clear in an instant as Victor. Zion wasted no time in going for another punch. Victor caught that one too and held him at a stand still.

"Hey, long time no see." Victor said with a little laugh at the end. "I'm surprised that I'm able to match your punches. From earlier you looked like you could knock the world off balance."