Hiya, everybody! Lovey here. So, this is my first story, aaaaaand... I hope you like it! ^o^
I own nothing except John and Philip. Enjoy!
Prologue
"Are they finished?" The voice was nervous... Almost as if waiting for something to happen. Even though it wasn't very bright in the room, there was still movement visible. The sound of a throat being cleared filled the silence.
"Yes, sir. They are finished. But I still must get one final ingredient to complete them."
There was a sigh. "Do you think anyone may know what is going on?"
There was more movement and shuffling before anyone spoke again. "I hope not. If anyone found out about this... Well, I wouldn't want to really think of the consequences..."
"This is very dangerous, John. Once they are done, they must be confiscated immediately. We can not at all costs let anyone find out about the amulets. It could spell the end for all of us."
John looked up from his work and sighed. They were standing in a small room, dimly lit with a single lamp. It was undoubtedly old, for it smelled of rust and dirt.
"I... I know how dangerous this is... But it's essential if we are going to survive in the future. They're coming. And we're the only ones who know it. And... Were these amulets to fall into the wrong hands... It... Like you said before, it would spell the end for all of us."
There was a long and uneasy pause as the two masculine figures listened to the rain pouring on the house above them.
"What... What is that last ingredient you need to finish them?"
John turned back to his work and flipped over what seemed to be the two amulets to see an empty hole on the back of both of them.
"I need a very rare stone called the Inshi Stone. It has something not even I can describe. Without it, it would caused the amulets to go rouge and destroy everything in their path."
John looked back up to the man standing next to him.
"Philip... I need your help. I can't do this on my own. Who knows where the Inshi is located? It may be years before the amulets are completed... What if we don't get them done in time? What if they fall into the wrong hands? What if-!"
"John," Philip interrupted. "Don't worry. Everything will turn out fine."
John sighed and stood up. "But how do you know?"
Philip smiled half heartedly. "I don't... But I do know that things happen for a reason. I mean, we wouldn't be doing this without a reason to do so now, would we, John?"
John chuckled. "I guess you're right. Now, we have no time to waste. I should get back to finishing-!"
There was a loud crash as the wall of the room exploded and a dark purple cloud misted in. Dirt and debris flew everywhere as the two men were launched back against the opposite wall.
"Dear Cassandra's jewelry! What in blazes is that?!" Yelled Philip, pointing at the now monstrous, thick cloud in the room.
When he didn't receive an answer, he quickly stole a glance at his companion. John's eyes were completely wide with fear in seeing the cloud form an arm, and scoop up the two amulets.
"NO! Get the amulets! It's getting away!"
Both John and Philip scrambled up and dashed towards the cloud that had now grown two bright red, glowing eyes, that were, obviously, not happy.
John leapt for the two amulets and got a hold of them; but not long before he was grabbed by the waist and pulled toward the cloud. He struggled as much as he could, but try as he might, the cloud would not loosen its grip.
"JOHN!" Yelled Philip. But it was too late. His friend was pulled into the cloud, along with the amulets. The man fumed with anger and ran toward the also raging cloud. With an ear splitting yell, he leapt straight into the cloud.
The cloud slowly smiled a red, sinister grin before slowly leaking out of the room, fixing the broken wall in the process. Finally, it left the room completely the way it was before it had intruded it; minus two men, and two amulets, leaving it dead silent.
Soft footsteps protruded the quiet, and a door slowly opened, revealing a tall, slender, red haired woman. She looked around as if searching for something.
"John?"
No answer.
"Jo-ohn?"
Still no answer.
"John!"
The silence continued on.
"John, are you here?"
No one answered her.
"JOHN! WHERE ARE YOU?!"
Oooooo... So, that's the prologue. R&R?