Destroyers Of Time.
Chapter One: Thief Of The Twilight.
By: Efra
One year has past since the Creator Luther was killed. Everything has been quiet since then. In other words complete boredom for a twenty five year old Airyglyph solider that was also the captain of the Black Brigade. His name was Albel Nox. But most knew him as Albel the Wicked. He sat in his room of the Airyglyph castle staring out the window. Random thoughts came and went. The sun had set for hours now. The moon has risen to its peak and something else was stirring in the town.
Someone was jumping along the rooftops silently. A mask covered their face along with a pure black ninja looking outfit. Albel noticed them from the frosted glass. He quickly stood grabbing the Crimson Scourge from where it lay against the wall. He made his way downstairs not bothering to wake the King with such a little matter. Albel smiled now knowing his boredom would cease with this new arrival. The shadowed human stopped perfectly balanced on the rooftop of the final house that stood in front of the bearing castle.
The figure stared at the castle as it towered gloomily over the rather large town. Small snowflakes landed gracefully on to the figure. Then it jumped from the rooftop. It landed on one knee then automatically pulled a curved blade from it holster on the human's lower back. Another holster crossed over it making the form of an X. The figure looked around the training yard it's left cat like eye glowed red. It then returned the desert blade to its holster and jumped to the stone ground.
"Double Slash!" Someone yelled. Two purple blades of energy came from the doorway. The figure jumped up and landed on the edge of the wall. It crouched down like a cat to prevent falling from the castle. A small tear appeared on the figures arm. "Impressive. You didn't even know I was here but you still dodged my attack." Albel called walking around the corner his sword drawn. The figure blinked and tilted its head to the side. Albel studied it's exterior he could now tell it was a man.
"That wasn't nice." The figure said standing up and pulling both desert blades from their holsters. Albel smiled. "Since when have I ever been nice? Now what do you want here?" Albel asked. The figure just stared at him. "Answer me maggot!" Albel screamed. "What makes you think yelling will solve any of your problems? And I'm no where close to being a maggot you igit." The figure snapped. "Hmph!" Albel replied.
The figure then leaped from its spot and attacked Albel. He dodged and slashed back. This continued for a moment then both their blades got tangled. "Give up and maybe I won't kill you." The figure muttered holding its daggers firmly against Albel's sword. "Bah!" Albel replied. The figures eyes closed into slits. " I he smiling at me? Or glaring?" Albel asked himself. The figure then let go of its daggers and let itself fall to the ground. Focusing most of its weight on its hands and one leg while slamming the other into Albel's shin. Albel gasped and fell onto his side.
The figure stood kicking his sword away from him. "Good fight hope to have another one sometime." It said then ran into the castle. "Oh no you don't…" Albel muttered. He jumped to his feet and grabbed his sword and tore after it. The figure ran silently into the thrown room. It then melted into the shadows. Sneaking up behind one of the guards it slammed the hilt of it dagger into the back of the helmet causing a dent and eventually hitting the knock out point.
The other guard ran over to his buddy and was hit in the same manner. The figure then opened the door to the Kings privet office slightly. It peeked into the empty chamber its eye glowing red once more. "So King Arzei dose sleep now a days." The figure mumbled. Hurried footsteps echoed through the castle. The figure recognized the strides. "Damn you Nox…you don't give up do you?" The figure asked then slipped into the room closing the door behind it quietly.
The figure turned the lock of the door then snuck over to the bookshelves. It grabbed the books looking through them. After it had torn through all of the books in the office it spotted the papers on the desk. It quickly sifted through them then tossed them over its shoulder. Then it turned its gaze to the door that lead to the Kings chambers. It walked over to the wooden door and turned the knob slowly. Peeking inside the figure found the King sound asleep in his bed. The figure then slipped inside, shut and locked the door. It sneaked over to the bookshelf and began searching in the books. The King moved in his sleep.
The figure pulled one of its daggers and looked his way. When all in the clear it returned the dagger and began searching again. When the books once again turned up nothing the figure went to the trunk. It kneeled down and picked the lock within a second. It opened it and shifted through the various items. "Dammit! It's not here!" The figure sat back on it knee and muttered to itself. It then stood and walked over you the King one dagger in it's hand. Its eye glowed. "Where did you hide it Arzei?" The figure asked then put the dagger blade to the Kings throat. Then the sound of the office door being broken down echoed through that castle. The Kings eyes snapped open. He sat up as Albel kicked in his own door.
"Albel? What on earth are you doing?" Arzei asked. Albel ignored him and began searching to room. Arzei watched him with interest. "Albel?" He asked again. Albel turned to him. "He's not here." He said. Arzei blinked. "Who?" He asked. "There's a thief in the castle." Albel snapped. "What?" Arzei asked throwing the blankets off and standing up. Albel began searching the room again. Soldiers came running into the room along with the maids. "Men there is a thief in the castle find him!" Albel yelled. The soldiers nodded and took off. "Are you alright Sir?" One of the maids asked. Arzei nodded and pulled on a robe.
Albel then punched the wall. "Dammit!" He screamed. Then he stormed out. Albel sulked by the window for hours as the soldiers turned the castle inside out. Then a small clanking sound caught his attention. He turned slowly. The clanking continued. Albel followed it as best he could down the stairs then eventually found himself at the entrance to the dungeons. He smiled. "Not so smart now are you?" He asked then ran through the doorway. The clanking became louder and louder. Albel reached the door to the treasure room. Then as he was about to ambush the door flew open and out scrambled the thief. Albel dodged the door then pursued his prey. "Palm Of Destruction!" He yelled then threw his clawed arm in front of him.
The green like cloud of energy escaped his palm. The thief stopped and turned around. The energy blast slammed into his chest. He screamed and fell onto his back. Albel walked over to him and slammed his foot into his chest. The thief screamed again. "Game Over fool." Albel whispered. "You…brute!" The thief screamed then feel unconscious. Albel laughed as a solider ran to his side. "Take him to a cell." Albel said proudly. The soldier nodded then picked up the thief.
The thief's eyes snapped open. The soldier flew backwards into the wall. Albel slid backwards. "What the…" He yelled. The thief's eyes glowed red. Albel was then picked up from the ground and slammed into the ceiling. Albel screamed then feel to the ground. Arzei then ran into the hallway a minuet later. The thief turned quickly and extended its hand out. Arzei was sent flying into the stone wall. He fell to his knees. Albel growled then pulled himself up to one knee. "You'll pay a thousand times for that fool!" He yelled pulling his sword. The thief looked over its shoulder to him.
"Is that so?" It asked its voice sounding echoic. It turned faster then Albel could see. It slammed the hilt of one of its daggers into the back of Albel's neck. Albel fell forward then caught himself. He looked back to the thief with blurred vision. "You're not human…" He mumbled. "It's game over for you Nox" It said then he fell into darkness. Arzei's voice pierced the silence for a moment. "Get the doctor! And get after that man!" He shouted then he felt someone touching him. Then silence again.
