The Chosen Phoenix II

Chapter 7- Darkslaver

Meanwhile, far away from Elliot Village, high in the mountains, was a huge lair. A black figure entered. The guards bowed before him when he reached the Great Hall where his throne sat waiting for him. He wore a black suit with a long black cape, with a black helmet. As he settled down, he took off the helmet. He had side- stroked, blonde- coloured hair and bright, pure green eyes. The guards who had just entered kneeled before him. There... on that throne... sat Tom Lesley. 

' Get in there! ' a guard grunted as he kicked a prisoned man into the room when the door burst open. Tom snorted as he watched the man struggle to his feet and fall back down again.

' My Lord. We found this man roaming in the Forbidden Forest. He claims that he is from Elliot Village. '

Hearing the words " Elliot Village ", Tom stood up. 

' Ah! Just what I wanted! Although Jyn Lesley would've been better. '

The guard looked down with respect as Tom roved his pitiless eyes over into the man's desperate eyes.

Jill, as mentioned, one of Elliot Village's farmers, begged that he was only in the Forbidden Forest collecting supplies for the village. 

' So, I have some questions for you. ' Tom said calmly, ignoring Jill's desperate mutters, as he paced around the room.

' What do you want? ' the man grunted, his hands getting sweaty and sore due to the tight chains chained to his hands.

' I want the Chosen Phoenix. '

' The Chosen Phoenix is protected by us you black piece of rubbish! ' the man groaned. His eyes growing from desperate to rage. The guards gasped.

' You dare disgrace the Bringer of Darkness— '

' There's no need, Dolkovo. ' Tom turned to a black- armoured figure standing by his throne. Dolkovo was the number- one servant to him. Dolkovo bowed apologetically. 

' Now, where were we— oh yes! You calling me a black piece of rubbish. Now, then. I shall call you... '

The man's eyes narrowed but then they fell back to desperation.

' ... dead. '

The man's arms were grabbed tightly by a pair guards' grips as he was being dragged away back out of the Hall.

' No. Please, no! I beg you! I- I'll do anything! '

Tom scoffed. He had neither shame nor pity in him. 

' The Chosen Phoenix is on her way to defeating you! ' the man blurted out all of a sudden. Tom's eyes widened. He signalled the men to stop and drop him. The man struggled up to his feet.

' Oh is she? '

' She knows how to defeat you. ' the man gasped. ' The Chosen Phoenix has the power of your weakness... '

Tom let out a high laugh, he dropped down and aimed his sword at the man's neck.

' No one could stop me and no one will. Not even the stupid phoenix could. We'll see who's right in the end. '

And with that Tom dropped his sword onto the floor and glared at the stone- cold man.

' Do me a favour, and I'll let you go if you succeed. '

The man quivered as if he was in Antarctica when Tom let out the same high laugh.