Diablo: The Sisterhood Of The Sightless Eye
The Story:
It has been twenty years since the death of the Prime Evils and to ensure that no harm ever comes to Sanctuary ever again, a school has been started in which young heroes are trained. But when three of these up and coming heroes sneak off to follow a strange man, they stumble onto a ritual capable of reversing time. Now the three are stuck twenty years in the past and the hero that killed the Prime Evils is murdered. With no way back and evil quickly taking the world, these three will have no choice but to make it their destiny to kill the Prime Evils once more. But can three students in training truly change the tide of a war? And, more importantly, can they win it?
Note:
I basically am writing this story because I love Diablo II: LoD and I just wanted to share a unique view on it. Hope you enjoy and please review and let me know how you found it.
Chapter 1: And So It Begins...
The mother put her son to bed. She smiled at him as he smiled back. He looked so much like his father, it scared her. She hugged him once more. The child was not quite sure why – he never knew his father. Even so, she spoke highly of the man. He was her hero, even if no one else thought as much. She kissed her son's forehead and began walking away… but he spoke.
"Mommy," he said in his sweet voice.
"Yes," the mother answered.
"Tell me the story of The Prime Evils."
She moved up to his bed. "Again? You've heard that story so many times."
"Aurora hasn't," he said as he pointed to the handmaid who was standing behind the mother.
She smiled warmly. "No, I don't think I have."
"Really?" The mother asked. "I've never told you the story?"
"No, mistress," Aurora said.
"One more time," the boy pleaded. "Please."
She pondered for a minute. "Only if you lie back down and close you eyes."
"Okay."
"Take up a chair, Aurora. Okay then," she began. "There is a story that has been past down for two decades, one that will be past down for generations to come. It is one told over and over. It is the story that explains how a great warrior, ironically an Assassin, rose from nowhere and became the hero of the world. An Assassin, who traveled through the harsh desert, bested the merciless jungle and even walked through the very fires of hell. It is the story of a woman, a mere mortal, who went against all odds and defeated the Prime Evils, putting an end to them, and their evil, for good. She saved the Sanctuary. She made history. But history is about to change…
In the great city of Largus, a school was built in honour of the Assassin. It stands there now, but does not honour anyone. For you see, there is a secret chamber within the school, said to hold a great power. A man who was loyal to the Prime Evils wanted to change what the Assassin had done, undo the so-called damage on his masters. However, like everything in life, the task was not so simple. There are always obstacles. In this case, the obstacle had a name…"
"Vexetia!" Alkaz screamed.
Vex turned to her master and then to the fire that had spread to the entire wall now. It was not her fault! Not completely. She was just shooting fireballs at pieces of metal for target practice. She did not realize that had she missed the fire would have hit a wooden wall, but even so, Vex stood her ground. No point in running now. She lived in the school; they would know where to find her anyway. She waited for Alkaz to put out the fire and then turn to her with the angry and disappointed face that she'd come to know and not love. She bit her tongue as he started, so that she did not retaliate.
"How many times do we need to tell you that you are not to practice magic unless I – or one of the other mentors – are present?" He shouted as he came right up to her. Alkaz was a man in his sixties and very tough, mentally and physically. He was a big man, with visible muscle. He had a bald head, but a black beard which had stared going going grey (no doubt something else she'd be blamed for). His blue eyes penetrated her. It wasn't a surprise. He was extremely strict, wanting to train the ultimate warriors. He lived through the time of the Prime Evils and was apparently scarred on a personal level by something that had happened. That is why he was so hard on his best students. And Vex was one of his best.
"I was just practicing for my trial," the nineteen-year-old defended herself. She was a student it a school built for the magically, combatant and strategically gifted. Since the death of the Prime Evils, the world has been looking for great heroes. This school is meant to create them from the tender age of five. Each student is trained in the art of being an Assassin as well as two other types of warriors. Vex's 'subjects' were the Barbarian Mastery (which concentrated on combat skills, weapon skills and being a good leader and general) and the Sorceress Mastery (which comprised of creating, controlling and manipulating fire, ice and lightning). Stealth, strength and spells; it was the perfect combination.
"The damage is not that bad." She waited for the blow up.
Alkaz went red with fury just as expected. "You almost burnt the school down! How reckless could you be, Vex? Just… just go wait for me in my chambers. I will be with you shortly."
"Yes, sir," she mumbled as she walked away.
"And, Vex," he added. "Make sure the brothers are behaving themselves."
"Oh no," Vex muttered as she walked towards the chambers.
The brothers, Garth and Kal, were two boys who were very gifted in their chosen fields, but were too confined by rules. Much like Vex. She'd never admit the similarity, mainly because they bugged her to no end. She wanted to break their faces every time she saw them. Maybe not Kal as much as Garth. For Kal, it was more hatred by association. But Garth was so annoying! He would just… annoy her. She sighed while she thought of the right word to use. There was a slight breeze in the corridor that blew through her long blonde hair. She bumped into a man.
"Sorry," she said, but he continued walking. He was very pale and wore a black and white attire of some kind. He turned back and smirked at the blonde teenager. It was unsettling and made Vex go cold. It was not a friendly smirk, or even cocky. It was malicious. His eyes were dark, as though they trying to corrupt her soul. He turned and continued walking, leaving her standing there, feeling disturbed.
She gulped. "Creepy necromancer."
"Catch Garth!" The ten-year-old tossed the skull to his brother. Kal laughed as his seventeen-year-old brother missed the skull and it smacked into the solid stone wall.
"Watch it, Kal!" Garth chuckled as he picked the skull up. "That was almost in the window."
The boys clearly did not know the meaning of trouble. They were throwing a perfect skull around the chambers as they waited to be punished. Each for their own crimes on top of that. Garth had been training in the Amazon Mastery (a class mainly taken by woman warriors who were trained for battle and survival, especially in the outdoors) and Druid Mastery (a class teaching students to manipulate the elements of nature such as animals, plants, fire and even wind). One controlled the jungle, the other came from one. It was perfect! But, because he thought he could control the jungle, he went on a hunting spree and almost impaled Druid students who were camping in the jungle as a test. Needless-to-say, they were not happy and he was sent to Alkaz. As for the younger, surprisingly more mischievous, brother, his offense was far worse. The boy was training in the Paladin Mastery (a mastery of holy magic and combat skills) and Necromancer Mastery (a mastery concentrating on black magic). The boy apparently found himself bored and decided to make first years scared by using his dark spells to revive a skeleton and send into there class, causing hysteria amoung the five-year-olds. He laughed at the 'joke' which the rest of the school found horrifiying. And here they were, both waiting to get into more trouble. Garth threw the skull back to his brother, but it stopped in mid-air. They turned to see the appealing girl staring at them, her blonde hair swaying in the slight breeze and her emerald green eyes burning holes through them.
"Are you two not in enough trouble already?" Vex said as she used her telekinesis to hold the skull. She moved her hand so the skull could come to her, but it instead flew towards Kal, who jumped out of the way. She frowned. She should really start getting that ability under control.
Garth laughed as Kal spoke. "Watch it! Can't you control your own abilities?"
"Said the boy who almost killed his entire class when he revived the graveyard," she retaliated.
"Both of you, calm down." Garth stepped in, with his cocky grin. Vex would never admit it, but he was good-looking. With his short black hair and electric blue eyes, she could melt. "So what you in for? You almost burn down the school?"
She blushed. "None of your business! Now sit down and wait. Alkaz will be here shortly."
She followed her own orders, sat down on the nearest chair and waited. And waited and waited and waited. For three hours! Where was he? The three sat in silence, staring at each other. It was awkward and uncomfortable and Vex wanted it to stop. The only sound was when one of them shifted in their seats. Vex was going insane! She examined Kal; he was looking at his brother. The boy was so young, but his intelligence out ranked most of the school's, not to mention his unique ability with magic. He had the same eyes as his brother, but his black hair was longer, going past his ears. He had a slender body, where his brother had muscle. She looked at Garth, who quickly looked away. She gave a strange look as Kal laughed. Kal knew the truth about his brother's opinion on Vex. He loved her since he first set sights on her. She did not know. How could she? She avoided the brothers like a plague. The silence was awkward and tension was building, so the boy decided to intervene.
"Why a Barbarian and a Sorceress?" Kal asked.
Vex realized he was talking to her. "What?"
"He means, why did you pick masteries that are so different?" Garth clarified.
She shrugged. "They speak to me."
"Oooh, they speak to her," Garth mocked.
His tone annoyed her. "I would not talk. You chose a girl's mastery."
Garth got defensive. "I did not!"
"An Amazon? It's for women…"
"Yeah, well it speaks to me." He mocked her once more.
"I am going to hit you."
"Come and try."
"I love how you two get along," Kal stated.
"Stay out of this, necro boy." Vex stared at Garth as she said it.
Kal shrugged and stood up, moving towards the window as they continued to argue.
"Why is it that you find it weird for a man to choose to learn about Amazons but not for a girl to be a Barbarian."
Kal picked up a glass skull. What was with his Mentor and skulls? He smirked at the thought as he looked out the window. What he saw was odd…
"Okay, firstly, I am not a girl and you are not a man. Secondly, there are Barbarian women in the world. When have you ever heard of a male Amazon?"
Alkaz, who was three hours late, was standing in the courtyard with a man who looked like a necromancer. They were arguing with each other.
"Someone has to be an Amazon's father. Amazons are just like all women?"
Kal watched as the two men moved close to each other, the argument getting worse. He knew this was going somewhere bad and going there at a speed, but Kal said nothing. He didn't know what to say. He was so engrossed in the situation that he forgot about the two arguing in the room.
"Meaning?"
Kal flinched as Alkaz pushed the other man away. He looked like he was telling him to leave, but the man moved closer and there was a glint of something being pulled. Kal wasn't sure, but it seemed like a dagger.
"Meaning that they are all black windows who eat their partner after mating. Amazons are just honest about it."
Kal was ready to call his brother when all of a suddenly Alkaz punched the man. Kal gasped at the attack and was ready to turn…
"Did you just call me a black widow?"
…and then the man moved for his master, plunging what was definitely a knife into him.
"No!" Kal screamed as he dropped the skull. It shattered on the ground as the other two moved towards the window.
They watched as the man removed the blade and their mentor fell to the floor. They were all shocked at the sight. The necromancer looked around and then, quickly concealing the blade, he turned and moved away as though nothing had happened.
"He stabbed him," Kal said as he started moving back. He turned and ran for the door. "He stabbed him!"
"Kal, come back!" Garth ordered, but to no avail. He took off after his brother, Vex right behind him.
They made it to the courtyard in what seemed like seconds. Kal basically slid across the ground to get to his Mentor. The man was still breathing when he arrived. Kal put his hands on the man and began chanting. He could feel the energy surround him. Power shot through Kal's arms and the man jolted. He tried to speak, but he jolted again.
"Kal," Vex grabbed him. He shrugged her off.
"I'm healing him!" Another jolt. The wound was still there. Kal could see it through his tears.
"Kal," a weak voice said. It was Alkaz. "Stop it. Your powers are no good on this wound."
"No, impossible," Kal said, trying to heal again. Garth pulled him off, causing the boy to flail everywhere like a trapped animal struggling to break free from its cage.
Vex, trying to remain calm, bent next to the man as Kal screamed and cried. "Who did this to you?"
"Vex, my student. I am sorry."
"For what?"
"For what I am about to ask of you three." He tried to breathe. "The man who stabbed me is a servant of the Prime Evils. He wants to bring them to power."
"But that's not possible…"
"Quiet!" Even in death, the man was a tyrant. "Vex, you must stop him. Follow him into the Time Chamber. He plans to use a ritual which will devastate the world. You must stop him from completing it or all will be lost."
And then the man took his last breath. Garth blocked Kal's mouth as the boy screamed. He tried to stop his own tears. He did not want Vex to know anything more about him. He could already tell she was suspicious about how emotional Kal was. She never said anything, but she stared as she climbed to her feet, after she gently closed her master's eyes.
"I'm going to the Time Chamber," she stated. "Get help."
"You're not going alone," Garth said.
"Garth, just go get help! It's no use we both die and this psycho wins just so you can be a man. Just go."
He thought for a minute. She was right. Part of him wanted to show her that he was a good fighter… a real man. "Okay"
"Good…" Before the word escaped her mouth, Kal had broken out of Garth's arms and ran. He ran fast. The two swore at the same time and bolted after him. The boy was heading to the Time Chamber, no doubt for revenge. Vex swore again. He was going to get them all killed.
They turned the corner and saw a bright light emanating from the room as though a wave of energy was about to emerge from the doorway and engulf the school. What was he doing? The Time Chamber was a room capable of jumping into the past for history purposes. No one could affect anything, just watch and learn. It was like a book, but with images instead. The person would be placed somewhere as a ghost and nothing more. Nothing was real, but instead a memory of a world. What use was a room like that to a man who wanted to revive the Prime Evils?
Kal turned into the room as the rock door began to close. Vex and Garth looked at each other and then back at the door. They made it in time to roll under it. They got to their feet quickly, ready to battle. But they were blinded by the light that covered the room. It looked almost holy, but there was something treacherous about it. They could feel darkness in it, an evil that made their hair stand on end and caused fear to creep into their minds. When their eyes adapted to the light, they saw Kal standing in front of them, staring in awe at a man who was stepping into a white portal. He turned to the three and smirked. Vex gasped. It was the Necromancer she had bumped into. It was that same evil smirk.
"So, Alkaz sends his students to stop me," his voice was cold and heavy, as if he cared for nothing. He chuckled. "There is no stopping me!"
And then he stepped into the portal. The light shot out in all directions, blinding the three. They felt themselves being engulfed in the light, in an energy which was tearing them apart. It was not painful, but highly uncomfortable. Vex knew what this was. She had done it once before. But the boys had no idea. Not one clue. Slowly the energy covered them completely and then the light died down. And the room was empty…
Vex hit the ground hard, followed by Garth and then Kal. She wanted to puke. Teleporting was new to her and she still was not quite use to it. She got to her knees, leaning on her elbow too. She could not stand up just yet. She heard one of the boys bring up. She turned to see who it was, but her eyes locked onto something else entirely. It was not the boys and it was not the area.
It was the fifteen archers who had surrounded the three. It was the fifteen arrows that were pointing towards them.
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