Mystic War 1

Prologue

"I hope you all have been well," a woman said spreading her arms in kindness.

She was wearing a large white cloak lined, and etched with golden symbols. In the center there is a fist with the thumb missing. Surrounding it was three etchings. The first etching, directly above the fist, was a wolf, howling to the moon. The second, in the bottom left corner, consisted of merely a pair of glasses and a test tube with an infinity symbol. The last symbol consisted of a tree that had seemed to have leaves that burned bright, but with the light of the sun, with an everlasting flame.

Three other people sat down at the table, each containing one of the three symbols that form a triangle around the fist. However, these people wore cloaks of white and blue.

"With all due respect madam Arnarok," One of the elderly men spoke out from the table, "we know you didn't call an emergency meeting to catch up on the latest gossip."

Two small children, no more than four years old joined the Arnarok standing next to her on either side.

"In fact Ambassador Abbot, I have." She sat down calmly, hands folded over her lap, "While training with these two, destined to replace me one day. I was looking through files and noticed a discrepancy. It was a new file, one I was fully meant to see."

"Lady Campbell, if you would, I'm sure we would like to see-"

Lady Campbell threw a large file on the table for the Ambassador to read. "As you wish Ambassador Byrd."

The elderly man picked up the folder and began to read, his face of curiosity turned into that of horror.

"Madam," the ambassador began, he stuttered, "This, this is a huge threat, they are obviously generating the size of an army, we must put an end to this and quickly."

"I'm afraid it's too late for that, I've began doing some digging and have noticed this is no mere organization. Through my investigations. I have found this is no mere terrorist organization, this is people who have betrayed us, who want to destroy our way of life and want to change it to their benefit. Rano as we know it will cease to exist. Everywhere we turn there will be enemies hidden deep within our ranks until it has been made clear, who would bleed for who."

The Ambassador's appeared awestruck, "Well, madam, we serve you till death, what are your commands?"

"Jasper, Aaron, would you two go downstairs and find something to eat, and get me a little something too please." Lady Campbell handed them both some strange looking coins and smiled very kindly at them as she watched the pair run excitedly and playfully, as of brothers.

"Alright gentlemen," she was no longer the kind woman who had just mothered her apprentices, rage in her eyes was evident, but she kept the posture of a lady, "This is war."