Sage XIII: This is my first attempt at a continuing story. Reviews are appreciated.
Disclaimer: Zelda is not my creation. all characters are the property of Nintendo. I own nothing.
The pentacle glowed softly, lost in the hypnotic verses of his spell, the warlock chanted on unaware of the activity. Runes lit up with black flame, spinning wildly as the chant increased in tempo, the many lines in the pentacle aligned themselves as the summons grew increasingly urgent, spiraling into itself as its intensity grew into a crescendo. Suddenly it stopped. Looking up, the man saw a ball of inky blackness floating, slowly coalescing into the shape of a young boy. The boy, whose flesh and hair were as black as night opened his eyes, they glowed red, like a demons.
"My god, I finally succeeded." He breathed. Standing, he walked over to the Shade. He embraced it and said, "You are my son, Talos, I am your father who brought you into this world. You owe loyalty to me and me alone. Do you understand?"
" Yes lord father, you brought me into this world, and you can return me to the shadows. I owe loyalty to you and you alone. I understand."
"Good my son. Now come with me, I must show you our home."
Talos grew into a strong, wiry, young man. Sparring with his father, he learned how to use a sword, shield, axe, spear, and bow. He learned magic from watching his father work, creating weapons from shadow-stuff. He learned the history of his people, whom were cursed to have a son only once every hundred years. Who were driven from their home on the plains and forced to live in the desert by the evil hylians, he yearned to attack these peoples, who had driven his people from their homes, burning, looting, and killing. Then one day his father, excited beyond belief came out of his study. Embracing Talos, he cried "Talos, my son, I have found the way to rid the land of the hylians, soon I will leave, but I will return, and together we will destroy them!"
Weeks passed, Talos waited for his father to come home. It was lonely in the big house without his presence. The after about a month had passed, his father returned. Cursing loudly, he yelled, "Talos, fight me as if you mean to kill. This will be your test." His sword appeared as if from nowhere, cutting at Talos from every angle. Deadly attacks were parried at a hairs breadth. Talos' blade work was amazing from a human view, but not enough. His blade flew away, and his father's fist flew in. He was struck in the face, then the gut. He was punched again and again. Black blood flew everywhere as Talos was beaten. He couldn't move after word, everything hurt, he had never been in so much pain.
"Useless creature, he has no chance of surviving in this world." His father muttered as he walked away.
Talos did not understand. Why did father attack him? Why was he useless? And why did he hurt so much?
Sage XIII: So, how is it? Reviews are welcome. No flames, constructive criticism is appreciated.
Xander: If you can guess who Talos or his father is, you get 50 E-dollars (redeemable for one cookie.)