GoT: The Gates
Disclaimer: all the characters, settings, and stuff from GoT and Old Magic all belong to the arthure, Marianne Curley. original characters are all mine, plus the idea for this story. there will be references from some shows (if only one) so their not mine but the orignal creator. the idea for the gates are inspired by FMA. im going try to have cross overs with other books (i.e saga of darren shan and demonata, both owned by darren shan)
hope you guys enjoy it, its my first story.Decided to wirte it after thinking about the idea for almost a year. i hope to update by releasing a new chapter or two every week or so.
happy reading!1
P.S. i might rewrite this in the near future if given the chance.
P.P.S. Will try draw manga adaptations of old magic and GoT trilogy plus this when i get to it.
Prologue
'Ahhh, so it would seem the mighty Goddess has fallen...' Keziah spoke softly, his eyes closed, while standing on one of the steps leading up to a secret room. He feels Lathenia's life-force vanish in the wind. Slowly he opens his eyes and resume walking up the long steps, only to stop again when he felt Lorian's life-force vanish aswell. 'Hm, the fools..' he said while smirking.
'Oh Lathenia, that pathetic twit, if only she took better control over her emotions, her victory would be assured. Oh well.' he muttered.
Ten minutes later a figure stood in his way, holding on the rails for dear life. Keziah's eyes widen for a split second then returned to normal when he saw who it was.
'So it would seem you manage to escape from them, Marcus.'
'Only to obtained the key you asked of me to bring, my lord.' Marcus replied. From out of his coat pockets, he revealed a hand sized sphere with a deep black coloring. Keziah smiled, moved foward and took the sphere from his hands. He held in the little from the candles above, and lookedd at it.
'Looks like he was right, the key was hidden amongst the darkness of the underworld. Who would have thought. heh.Good job in retrieveing it.'
'My lord, just how important is this sphere, that I have to risk my life to find?'
Keziah, still holding the precious key, continues his climb up the stairwell. Marcus had no choice but to follow him, hoping to get the answers to his questions.
'Marcus, have you heard the story of the original fallen angel?' he asked, while not looking at him.
'Yes, I have but whats that got to do with anything?'
'Well, do you know the cause our organization's purpose is ?'
'Well...uh..no, I dont.'
'Thats no surprise considering your status.' Marcus made a face, but Keziah paid no attention to him.
When they arrived at the top of the staircase, two wooden doors stand before them. When both of them walked towards it, Marcus kneeled, a puddle of blood already forming on the ground. With a bored sigh, he walked up to him,
'Marcus, dont tell your injured from fighting them are you?'
'Forgive me my lord, but i cant help it, I was caught off guard by a demon...' Marcus was losing much blood, his face becoming paler by the second.
'Fine, Ill heal you, but only because you found the key. But dont expect me to do it again in the near future, fool.'
He stood in front of him, chanted an incantation while forming seals with his wrinkled hands. Just then, a magic circle appeared undered Marcus, and began to feel great rushing into him, healing his wounds, as if Isabel was healing him instead of Keziah. After five minutes, he was healed.
'Come.' he ordered and Marcus followed him into the room. Once inside, the doors closed behind them, startling Marcus a bit in the process. In the room, nothing but scrolls, books, and equipment that all belonged to the ancient wizard. Keziah moved his frail body to the center of the room where a circle similiar to the one that healed him lay drawn. Once on top of it, he bent down and touched the floor.
Almost immediately, light shone from the circle and covered the old wizard's entire body. Marcus had to cover his eyes, for the light was too bright for his eyes to see. When it was over, his master stood there, tall and young, long black hair and short beard, no longer was he an old man. Marcus was not shock, as he knew his master's true form since the day he first met him, all those years ago in his own world. When Keziah turned to face him, he asked once more in a different voice, 'Tell me Marcus, do you know our purpose, our goal in the organization?'
'My lord as far as im concerned, all ive heard is the plan to take over the multi-verse from the other soldiers in the syndicate.' he answered slowly.
'Do you want to know?'
Marcus thinks this over, deciding if he really want to know. Finally after ten minutes he answers.
'Yes I do. I want to know what Im getting myself into.'
'Hmmhmhm. Very well. While it is true that part of our goal is total control of all the multiverse, our true aim is to free a certain someone"
'A certain someone, my lord ?' he asks confused.
' You know him with the name your people gave him, hence the reason why i asked you about the fallen angel story.'
'Wait, you cant mean...' he began, shock and fear gripping his heart. anticipating the answer he knows is true.
'Yes, 666 Satan. in other words, Lord Lucifer.'
'Bu-bu-but why, and how does he exist if theres not even a real hell?'
'Oh there is a Hell, its only closed off by a very strong seal. Nothing gets out, nothing gets in.We, the Dark Legions, were created with the porpuse of freeing this ultimate dark being, and have him lead us to conquest to all universes, rule over us all as king, covering the land in darkness, and make every world a living hell for all beings.'
'But how was he sealed in the first place, and-.' Marcus began was cut off by Keziah.
'Enough questions for now, ill answer them when we arrive at the world where my older brother is at the moment. He tells me the next key is hidden somewhere over there.'
'Are the spheres..'
'Persistent are you. Yes they are the keys needed to free our lord. We need twenty in all in order to undo the seal. We've only obtained 2.'
'So 18 keys are left right?'
'Right, now come we must leave, my brother expects us at his place, you still have your weapon?
'Yes my lord.'
'Good lets go.' he smirked. He clapped his hands, touched the wall, and another circle appeared. It stood there for 3 seconds before disappearing and openning into a portal. Both of them leave through it at the same time, leaving the underworld in which Lathenia once ruled.
Well what do you think? Hope its good, took me awhile to write it. make sure to R&R 8D
