Love & Deceit

Chapter 11: Deception

"...B-but, you're a myth!"

"I am no myth. I am the end. Beware; your utter demise is near."

And with that the man who claimed to be Azeroth disappeared, with a whoosh of his cloak. I turned around in shock, looking at my brother, and for once he didn't know what to say. Ash took me home after the shellshock of the events of the night. I cannot believe what I found out. Azeroth is not only real...but he's here. And his goal is to end the worlds and kill all those who inhabit them, slowly and painfully; he even knew who I was for some reason. The weirdness factor these past few days is getting seriously out of hand...I don't know what to do. I feel a stress headache coming on, just what I need right now, a fresh dose of pain in my temples. I was snapped out of my thoughts by Ash handing me a warm mug, and looking into my eyes with deep brotherly concern.

"Drink this; it'll help with your headache."

"How'd you know I have a headache?"

"I know you, Raven."

I gave him a weak smile, not being able to do or say anything more in the moment. It's sweet of him, really. But I see what he's trying to do here; he's hoping to distract me so that I don't start thinking about our inevitable impending doom. It's not gonna work...because if this guy is really who he claims to be; we're all doomed, and as much as I don't want to admit it, I'm fucking terrified right now. He batted away one of my strongest attacks like it was nothing, and I'm the one Plight member that was gifted with unique tremendously powerful abilities. I could take on the entirety of the Plight all at once, with both hands tied behind my back, and I wouldn't break a sweat, and this guy, managed to deflect one of my strongest attacks. The scary part is, the only person who could be able to do that, would be Azeroth. So it makes sense, I don't think this guy was lying, I have no idea what we're going to do, but I won't give up. I can't, too much is riding on me. I'm the only one who can stop this guy.

"Raven enough, you're scaring me."

I snapped my attention to my brother, oh, I've probably been quiet for too long.

"I'm fine, Ash."

"No, you're not." He sighed heavily.

"Don't waste your breath worrying about me; we have more important things to deal with."

"I will always worry, okay? Stop evading the subject. I can tell when something's up, just tell me what's on your mind."

"...I'm scared."

"Yeah, well...join the club."

"If this guy is really Azeroth-"

"Then we're all doomed?"

"Pretty much."

"We'll figure something out Raven, we always do."

He looked at the coffee table for a second and then regarded me with a small smile.

"I just remembered something."

He closed his eyes and pointed his hands palms facing outwards and uttered the words 'Tome of Darkness.' A gigantic black leather bound book appeared on the coffee table, and he used magic to find the page he needed.

"Here it is, Azeroth the Destroyer."

I scooted closer to him and started reading. Azeroth is the creator of the Black Brotherhood – who are also known as the Dark Soldiers – and is known as the Destroyer. His main intent was to bring destruction and fear to all of the dimensions, and has more than enough power to do so. Some say that he is unstoppable.