Chaos Reign
Well, without any reviewers giving me ideas on what to write next, I went with this idea. By the time this is up it will be early January First 2006, so, happy New Year!
Prologue: The Awakening
An old Man in ragged old clothes chanted a spell in front of an ancient monument; it slightly cracked as he did. "Evil's Bane, Underworld's Rejection, hear my voice! Come to me… serve me!" The man chanted insanely. In a red light the monument shattered and a large monster stepped out. It had long silver hair and was mostly a dark purple color with glowing golden-yellow eyes and its well-known large chest eye. It had demonic, golden-yellow horns on its head, shoulders, and kneecaps with a dark purple steel armor. It's claws were no larger then two inches, but was fairly sharp and powerful. It had no tail, but it did have skeletal golden-yellow dragon wings.
"Hm?" It asked as it looked around the bleak, moist cave that he had been awakened in. The only light was a dim torch on the wall, put there by the old man. It then stared at the old man in front of him. "You… you freed me, correct?" Its voice was deep, dark and menacing, seeming to echo slightly because of the part of his helmet that covered his mouth and face (I forget the name of that, its on the tip of my tongue…).
"Yes, so now you must serve me!" The old man said triumphantly.
"What do you think I am, some sort of genie in a bottle? Ha! You may have freed me, but I will still kill you!"
"Wh, wha?" The old man asked stunned.
"It's part of my grand kill every human and take over the universe plan, and it can't come true if a human lives, now can it? Say hello to that freak Hades for me, will you? Bah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!"
"GGGYYYAHHH!" The monster walked out of the cave and stared at the small village in front of him.
"Oh yeah baby! Chaos is back!"
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3 months later, Legend's Graveyard…
"Great heroes… the world needs you once more. Come to me, and live one more time and finish off this great evil which threatens us all." A young wizard said to three gravestones. He had short spiky brown hair and hazel eyes, along with a gentle smile that almost never faded off his face. "Take upon youth, and protect what is yours!" In a flash of white light, three young teens fell to the ground unconscious in front of their respective gravestones. "Jake, Dan, and Hannah Long… you three are our last hope. Please, do not fail… …"
End Chapter
And so the battle against the formidable Chaos begins! Please R&R!
