Prologue
The elf Darted through the forest lit by the moon hanging above the canopy of the spine. She raced on her horse through the many twists and turns of the dark emerald palace of trees. Her features of beauty and elegance illuminated through each streak of moonlight that hit them throughout the ride.
A blazing arrow flashed by, and hit a horse that held a dwarf next to the elf. The horse shrieked and fell to the ground as did the rider, but on went the white horse and the elf. A blazing horse went by carrying a black hooded man, his hand held mystic orb of darkness ready to shoot at the eleven warrior.
The Blast shot from his hand, striking the ground right in front of the elf's white horse. The horse tumbled to the ground of shock and the elf jumped into a tree. From branch to branch she jumped. Against her chest she held a oval shaped black stone, doing her best to dodge the hooded mans fury she leapt onto the ground.
She ran to exit the clearing she had jumped into, when walls of black magic rose. She was trapped, a failure to her mission. The hooded man now stood in front of her, He knelt down to the elf's body that lie before him. He stuck out his hand and reached for the stone she was carrying when a force of green magic spurted out from her.
The hooded man was sent back to the opposite side of the clearing, strait into his own magic wall.
"hahahahaha, foolish elf, your magic's weak! The egg is practically in my hands now. This was much easier than I had expected from a creature like you!" The man spoke.
"Shut up shade! You wish this was yours, well too bad, you underestimated me." The elf spoke.
"Silly Arya, you can't possibly stop me." The shade said.
Then the shade reached out and touched the egg, a streak of lightning shot down strait into the egg, the shade withdrew his hand. A clap of thunder sounded followed by another slashed of lightning. The elf got up and upon the third clap of thunder she held out the egg with one hand and muttered a few words in the elven language.
A moment later the egg vanished and a bright green lightning streak struck the ground. The elf vanished leaving the shade there with nothing but the open woods. The shade screamed in vain and then vanished into the darkness of the night.
Droplets of rain pelted down from the sky on this dreary night, and the events that took place would soon cause a great uprising of evil.