The Spell (A Team Crafted FF)

Prologue: The Memories Begin

As darkness spread over the battlefield, bodies sprawled across piles of ash and dirt, unfazed by the flames that spread into the sky. It seemed as if none of them were moving, and it seemed like none of them were ever going to move again.

But, in another part of the battlefield, war still raged on, as a powerful sorcerer in all purple continuously blocked balls of black magiks from above, protecting three people that seemed to have been injured during the battle.The sorcerer groaned as a crack appeared in the shield, and a man with one fierce red eye the glew crouched beside him.

"How much longer Ty?!" He asked the man with the one eye. The one eyed man, Ty, looked back to his injured comrades.

"I don't know... and I can't know for sure Seto. Jason took a blast to the back, Mitch is loosing a lot of blood, and Quinten is doing the best he can of keeping Ian awake and stable." Ty informed, looking back right on time to see Seto's shield get hit by another wave of black magik. Yet another crack appeared in the surface of the shield, and Seto groaned.

"Can you hurry it up! Nngh... I don't know how much longer I can hold off Adam's attacks!" Seto shouted, and another blast of black bashed against the sorcerer's already cracked shield. Ty nodded, and a furry bacca in a tattered suit growled from beside the so far stable Mitch, who's checkererd hoodie and beige shirt were in just as much ruin as his suit.

"That fucking traitorous bastard! I can't believe he'd turn on us!" He growled, fangs clearly showing, and clearing saying that he was ticked. Mitch placed his one good arm that he still had left on his friend's shoulder.

"Jerome... as much as I want to agree with you and kick his ass, there's clearly something wrong! Adam would never do this to his friends, his family, his kingdom..." Mitch told him, and Jerome let out an angered scruff.

"He was acting differently..."  Jerome added. Seto growled as he was pummeled with balls of black magic, gasping as the shield finally broke, leaving all of them in the open. Seto tumbled backwards and landed roughly beside Ty, the one eyed man helping the skrcerer to his knees. As there was a dark and maniacle laugh, a man floated down and into view.

The man's eyes were glowing a pure blue and his viens on his neck were faded a black, the blackness travelling up his arms and into his hands, where two balls of black energy were floating. The man's once purely glowing purple amulet was now glowing a purely darker black, screaming danger at first sight. Ty growled. He stood up and in front of Seto and the others, his arms out and his hands glowing a green aura. The man giggled.

"Ty... Foolish Ty... can't you see that you've lost already? So why not give up?" The man asked.

"Because, Adam, you yourself taught us that no matter the odds, you ways keep on fighting!" Ty growled, and Adam giggled.

"Did I? How foolish I was then." Adam said.

"You weren't foolish, Adam! You were being you! King Adam! Not this imposter that you call yourself now." Ty taunted. Adam laughed.

"Are you taunting me now Ty? Pethetic. Really, where did you learn this nonsense?" Adam asked with a smile.

"From you!" Jerome growled as he ran beside Ty. Adam giggled.

"Ah... the furry... come to join your friends in the afterlife? Vik... Preston... Lachlan..." Adam taunted, and the Bacca's pupils dialated in anger. Jerome grabbed his axe from his back.

"You lousey no good son of a-" Jerome took a step towards Adam, but was held back by Ty.

"Jerome, no." Ty said, and Jerome growled. Adam laughed the two former allies off as his eyes erupted into black flames.

"Now... WHØ WĀŅŤ'Š ŤØ ĞŐ FĮاȚ?!"
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"*GASP*"

A female jumped awake as her breathing became heavy, her eyes dialated to the size of pebbles and her hands and eyes slightly glowing a teal. As she realized that it was just a nightmare, a dream, she easily calmed herself. Glancing over out the window, the lava spires that poured from the bedrock ceiling of the Nether calmed her, enough to realize what time it was.

She gasped, and snapped her fingers, a Neko clock appearing in her hands. The time read 8:01.

"SHIT!" She gasped. The coronation was in four minutes! And at this point she knew that Blazz was going to be waiting for her in the Sqidkil forest. As she prepared herself, she quickly made her way down the stairs where her bother was there to meet her.

His black spikey smooth hair glew in the morning, his goatee freshly combed. He wore a black and purple sweater and pants, his amulet attatched to his chest while his diamond Scythes were attacked to his waist.

"Your going to be late Summer." He stated the obvious.

"Thanks Taylor! I can ALWAYS count on you to be the bearer of good news." She groaned, which made Taylor smile. A tiny child came out from the corner.

"Are ya finally gonna meet Seto... and Jason... and OH! King Adam...?" She asked.

"Not now Cora-" she saw the time. 8:03. "Shit! I'm going to be late! BYE DAD! SEE YA WHEN I GET HOME!" She shouted as she disappeared. As a man wondered around the kitchen corner, his white eyes glew in the darkness.

"See you, my little Summer."
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WOOT! Prologue, done! So I hope you enjoyed the beginning, and I hope many of you are trying to figure out what will happen next! NR... maybe... I dunno... anyways guys, leave a like, maybe even a comment to tell me and SummerArtist455 what you would like to see next.
Peace out Blazes!