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The Fourth Stone

Prologue

The ground outside the temple was dark, but had anyone been observing, they would have barely been able to make out the figure of a man and a woman exploring the area. The two were digging furiously, obviously looking for something. The woman turned to the man. "Do you think it's really here Amouri?" the woman asked him. The man called Amouri looked at her. "It had better be," he said, "It's our only chance. Hey, wait. I hit something." He stopped digging and reached underneath the soil. When he brought his hand up, he held a perfectly round, black stone. "Maya," he said, "I found it. Let's go, we have to hurry."

The battle raged on, but it was quickly becoming a losing effort. The changelings were too strong. Unless Amouri and Maya returned quickly, they would certainly lose. The stone was supposed to be dangerous, but it was their only chance of stopping the changelings. He watched as the changelings advanced forward, killing his men left and right. "General," a voice called to him from a distance. He turned to see Amouri and Maya running toward him. "We got the stone" Amouri said. The general nodded. "Let's put it to use before we're all dead." Amouri looked out and nodded back. He concentrated on the black stone, which had bound itself to his wrist. He called on its power, which would allow him to summon and control things from the past. He called on a great dragon rumored to have once roamed the area upon which this castle was built. Sure enough, the Dragon appeared in front of the castle. "Attack," Amouri commanded the dragon. The dragon flew over the Changeling army and breathed a large burst of black fire. The fire spread over the lands, taking on a life of its own. The changelings were burned one by one, until not a single one was left. Amouri smiled. "Looks like we won, General," Amouri said, then crumpled over on the spot. When this happened, the Dragon disappeared. "Amouri," Maya said, "Are you all right?" Amouri waited a moment, and then stood up. "I'm fine," he said, "But Amouri isn't here anymore. I am someone else all together." Amouri raised his wrist and called upon the power of the black Atlamillia. This time he summoned the entire army of changelings that he had just defeated. "Destroy them," he commanded, when the changelings appeared. The attack was vicious. Maya was the only one who survived.