The Portals (A Yoglabs Fan-Fic)

Chapter 14: New Blackrock

(Here's another chapter for you! The story will probably use more language from now on to capture the actual Yogscast in real life and to show the anger of the whole situation. More characters are going to be introduced soon, but for now I hope you enjoy!)

Hannah's POV:

Fireworks. That's what I feel. All other feeling is gone. The pain which should be pulsing through my body is overtaken by desire. Passion. I ignore the two people standing beside me and focus on Lewis. God I love him. We pull apart and I stare into his glittering eyes. His face is bathed in a beautiful orange glow from the rising sun. " Could we be alone for a bit?" I say chuckling, looking in Simon and Duncan's direction. "Oops, sorry. Let's go Dunc." Simon says. They both walk back to the extinguished fire, leaving only me and Lewis amidst the green and flowers. He picks a red flower from the green sea and places it in my hair and places his hand on my cheek. I pull up a blue flower and place it in his chest pocket on his red jacket. He laughs and I laugh with him. "Did he hurt you?" Lewis asks, a worried look on his face. " No, I'll be fine." I reply. We look into each other's eyes again. We kiss again. The fireworks begin again.

Rythian's POV:

Blood is running down my arm. Bastard. I hover my hand over the open wound and begin to chant a healing spell. A glowing orb appears in my palm and rests on the wound. I wince in pain as the cut begins to close. The pain starts to ebb and the glowing orb disintegrates into the air. I still feel dizzy from the multiple blows to the head and face. I reach the castle door. New Blackrock. This is my place now. My new home. And I love it. I open the large doors and they swing closed behind me. I walk down the empty stone corridors.  My footsteps echoing in the silence. I fall to the floor. I kneel, clutching my head. I close my eyes tightly. My head begins to ache. No. Not again. I see her standing there. Laughing. Her hand in mine. She rests her head on my shoulder. She screams. Tears fall from my eyes. She vanishes. My head begins to calm. I open my eyes. Why did it have to be Zoey? My one true love. I shake my head. I need to concentrate on the tasks ahead of me. I need to forget.

I sit on my dark black, basalt throne. Two braziers holding purple flames stand next to me, illuminating the room in an eerie purple glow. I rest my hand on a large purple and black sword. It has a circular hole near the hilt with a glowing purple orb in the the middle. The orb sends power down channels carved in the sword blade. The sharp point cuts onto the floor. "Turps, come in here please!" I shout. Turps walks in and kneels on the floor in front of me.

" Yes, my lord?"

"Why were they still alive? Or at least why weren't they wounded? You said that creature you created would kill them!"

"Sir, it wasn't my fault. They killed it with a knife!"

"I don't care!" I spit in his face, "You have failed me one too many times."

"Please sir, don't!"

"I'm so very sorry."

I stand up and he begins to run. I hold him in place with magic. "Tut tut tut. Trying to run are we." I say in a kind tone. I circle around his immobilised figure, his eyes moving to look at me. I stand in front of him and hold my sword in two hands. I raise it too his neck level. "Goodbye." I say. He looks at me horror in hos eyes. In one swoop I take of his head. His body falls to the floor and his head rolls away. A pool of blood begins to flood across the dark stone floor. I drop my sword. I move my hand over his body and take his life essence...

Simon's POV:

Christ! What a Night! Not only a verbal fight, but a physical fight. The scrapes on my legs are bleeding slightly but there is no pain only relief. How did all this start. I had a cup of coffee, danced, went through a portal and then got welcomed to hell. I sit down next to Duncan and start humming. I look off into the mountains. I squint. Maybe it was my eyes tricking me. No there is something there. A light. Then I hear a bang and smoke erupts from a hole. "Duncan, look over there!" I tell him.

"Where?"

"Up there. In the mountains." I point to where I saw the light.

Another explosion goes off. "Holy Shit!" Duncan exclaims, "We should probably tell Lewis. I'll go get him." Duncan stands up and walks off. I look at the mountain again. What was that? I stand up and walk over to the small stream running through the grass. I bend down and cup my hands in the running water. I fill my hands and throw water in my face, scrubbing it in. The water refreshes me and I put my hands in the stream again. I collect some water and rub it on the scrapes and cuts on my legs, washing of the red blood into the stream. I stand up and walk back over to the dead fire. Lewis, Hannah and Duncan are walking over. Hannah's hand in Lewis'. I'm glad they've put the fight behind them. They make the perfect couple. I don't need true love. I like visiting dwarf fortresses, getting hammered and loving burly dwarven ladies!(AN:I think I captured Simon's character well here. Haha.) "Right, we need to leave." Lewis says, "We'll find out what those explosions were and try to find out where that weasel Rythian is hiding." I nod my head. This is going to take a while. I pick up a stick and hold it in my hand. "Let's get going then!" I say happily. I give Hannah a smile and she smiles back. "Let's get that bastard!" She says determined and happy.

(Well I hope you enjoyed the chapter! What was the light? What were the explosions? All these questions will be answered soon. Anyway stay tuned for more chapters and I'll see you next tiiiiiiiiimmmmmmeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!-Matty Out.)