The Protector || MJ (TRV - Book 1)

9 | Dark Discoveries

~It seems, I have placed my first step into my doom. One foot in the grave now - if I place the other foot forward, it's all over.~

Dark Discoveries

"Welcome to Esmonia, where every Fallen has something to rule over." Pain stretched his hand out to show the vast darkness of Esmonia under the moonlight. I see the red eyes of Fallen everywhere... all feasting on a catch from the Heavens. The soldiers of Light, being eaten alive... tortured to death. The houses were so dark, so gloomy, so desolate. It seems that they were just there for show, for everyone was roaming everywhere.

Seeing Pain, the Fallen stopped their activity, kneeling down on one knee to acknowledge one of their leaders. Pain seemed to reward them with strength, as they rose from their kneeling positions. The Fallen dispersed, some stealing glances at me. I saw their dark aura grow stronger as their gaze on me intensified.

They didn't like my presence at all, or rather, shocked to see me.

"They hate to see anyone with the Light being protected by one of their own... but they are restricting themselves because they also see you as one of them too. Just move on."

"Why are you being nice to me? Like I probably said before - I'm your enemy. Someone to take out. You still trust me?"

"Like Lord Xandor said... you'll never tell. If he says so, it shall be so." His confidence in his Master is astounding...

Is he what they say he is?

"We've arrived at the palace where Lord Xandor resides... go in and meet the person you always wanted to know about." I actually wanted to know more about Xandor?

This is ridiculous. I have never -

My foot took its first step into the palace grounds. The guards made way for my entrance, not budging to attack me.

Subconscious gotta be kidding me. I gave up trying to go back with the amount of mental pressure Pain had given me, and slowly made my way up the stairs to the main hall. The steps seemed to curl around my feet as I travelled, making me feel weak. Maybe due to the Light in me.

"Well, well. It seems Pain could bring you here. Come, Elise. I want to talk to you." Xandor's voice echoed from a speaker in the background.

"I don't need you to tell me what I should do, Dark Lord. I can find my way." Silence.

The walls of the main hall were filled with ancient armour, still holding an aura around them. Magnificent, I should say... the history in all these items are boundless.

The sight that greeted me at the throne at the end of the hall... was enough to immobilise me, push me to my knees almost immediately. Xandor's stare was unlike the other Fallen. It held within it, order and command, with a tinge of evil to it, on top of the slight victory, I assumed. His black robe enclosed his entire body, hiding whatever was beneath it. His cape extended to his shoulders, covering both the back and the front arms.

"So, you agreed to come here. What made you do that? The other side of you? The curiosity? The desire to discover? The desire for power? Or is it all of them?" His stare made no change; his voice a demanding one... that seemed to have no patience.

"Why I came here? I wanted to know why you were targeting me so badly, despite me being a part of the Light, my powers undeveloped. I'm of no use to you, Xandor. I'm no use to them either. I just follow them to know more about myself."

"They won't let you, Elise. All they do is send their best warriors to the front and let them bleed to death. They don't save the common folk living on our common soil, who are homeless, dying from the harsh treatment from the mother of us all." Xandor snapped.