The Spellbound Chronicles
By Emerald Bubbles
AN/Disclaimer: You know all the blah, blah stuff I'm meant to put in so I won't bother to put it in. This is the fourth part of the spellbound chronicles.
Enjoy!
Part 4: Spellbound
The pillars in the chamber were blackened from previous executions. Monarch was seated on a large throne carved from marble with the sceptres of truth and justice lying at her feet. She looked quite regal sitting there, silent as death and pale as the moon but all present knew she was eager to execute the four children in her dungeons. Silently she waited as her guards led the four prisoners into the chamber.
"Prepare them!" she snapped. The guards pushed the young captives towards the largest pillar, the one where the blackness spread up past the halfway mark. All four children were silent.
"Any last requests, scum?" snarled the guards. One of the boys fell to his knees and wept.
"Forgiveness, forgiveness we will tell you every thing" he wailed. The others rolled their eyes.
"Continue" said Monarch bored. The boy along with the other children were tied to the pillar with a thick rope. The bundles of wood had been drenched in kerosene earlier to allow it to burn quicker. The stench of the flammable liquid drifted through the chamber filling every nook and cranny. The boy who had begged forgiveness had suddenly gone pale.
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James, Tam, Romulus and Harry stood together tied to a stone pillar in the chamber of no return. James was pale and trembling.
"We'll never get out of here alive" he said.
"Oh shut up James, your being stupid again" snapped Tam. Monarch had ordered the flame to be lit. The kerosene lit up quickly. The smoke was choking and thick. The smoke stung the eyes of the children. Monarch gloated happily as the four children began to cough and splutter.
"The girl will crack first" said one of the courtiers. As the flames rose higher the screams began. But the screams were fake. The four children stepped out from the flames. Though they were out numbered the four children stood firm.
"Teyut machard, illio allio nartood!" shouted Tam brandishing out her arm. A ball of fiery red light flew across the chamber towards Monarch. It hit her square in the stomach.
"She is of the Craft" whispered a guard staring horrified at the slender sixteen-year-old.
"Do I look like a half-craft to you?" snapped Tam.
"A what?" asked James dumbfounded.
"Half-craft's only have been gifted with only half the Craft. A half-craft may only be able to become an animal or use the magic" explained Tam.
"Both my parents are half-craft's"
"That means my dad and Harry's dad are too" whispered James.
"No they invented the conservative version" said Tam.
"Not as powerful as the Craft though" Romulus had regained his sword and was hacking at the guards, eyes red with anger. Each of his strokes were deadly, in five minutes he had killed half of Monarchs guards.
"Stop them!" screamed Monarch. The guards dropped their weapons and ran.
"Cowards, impudent cowards, come back here!" Monarch shrieked. The courtiers had fled when Tam sent the first fireball towards them.
"You can't do this, I'm the ruler of this kingdom" she shrieked.
"Oh really, now your not" said Harry coolly.
"This is an outrage" she screamed.
"You reign of terror has ended Monarch" said James. Then as if they knew what they were saying the four began to chant:
"Black as night, white as day remove evil from our sight. Black as death, white as life remove all darkness from our lives. Moon of darkness, sun of light take this evil from the world!" Monarch screamed and writhed in agony, and began to turn to dust. She crumpled and a strong gust of wind swept Monarch/big pile of dust out the window. When the last fragments of the ruler disappeared the castle began the fall.
"Run!" yelled Romulus. The four ran as fast as their legs could carry them. As James ran under the opening arch the castle became rubble.
"Merlin's beard" whispered Tam.
"Let go home" said Harry.
"Yeah let's" replied James. They walked away from the rubble glad it was over and found Dumbledore.
"Merlin praise the Spellbound" said Dumbledore.
By Emerald Bubbles
AN/Disclaimer: You know all the blah, blah stuff I'm meant to put in so I won't bother to put it in. This is the fourth part of the spellbound chronicles.
Enjoy!
Part 4: Spellbound
The pillars in the chamber were blackened from previous executions. Monarch was seated on a large throne carved from marble with the sceptres of truth and justice lying at her feet. She looked quite regal sitting there, silent as death and pale as the moon but all present knew she was eager to execute the four children in her dungeons. Silently she waited as her guards led the four prisoners into the chamber.
"Prepare them!" she snapped. The guards pushed the young captives towards the largest pillar, the one where the blackness spread up past the halfway mark. All four children were silent.
"Any last requests, scum?" snarled the guards. One of the boys fell to his knees and wept.
"Forgiveness, forgiveness we will tell you every thing" he wailed. The others rolled their eyes.
"Continue" said Monarch bored. The boy along with the other children were tied to the pillar with a thick rope. The bundles of wood had been drenched in kerosene earlier to allow it to burn quicker. The stench of the flammable liquid drifted through the chamber filling every nook and cranny. The boy who had begged forgiveness had suddenly gone pale.
~~~~~~~
James, Tam, Romulus and Harry stood together tied to a stone pillar in the chamber of no return. James was pale and trembling.
"We'll never get out of here alive" he said.
"Oh shut up James, your being stupid again" snapped Tam. Monarch had ordered the flame to be lit. The kerosene lit up quickly. The smoke was choking and thick. The smoke stung the eyes of the children. Monarch gloated happily as the four children began to cough and splutter.
"The girl will crack first" said one of the courtiers. As the flames rose higher the screams began. But the screams were fake. The four children stepped out from the flames. Though they were out numbered the four children stood firm.
"Teyut machard, illio allio nartood!" shouted Tam brandishing out her arm. A ball of fiery red light flew across the chamber towards Monarch. It hit her square in the stomach.
"She is of the Craft" whispered a guard staring horrified at the slender sixteen-year-old.
"Do I look like a half-craft to you?" snapped Tam.
"A what?" asked James dumbfounded.
"Half-craft's only have been gifted with only half the Craft. A half-craft may only be able to become an animal or use the magic" explained Tam.
"Both my parents are half-craft's"
"That means my dad and Harry's dad are too" whispered James.
"No they invented the conservative version" said Tam.
"Not as powerful as the Craft though" Romulus had regained his sword and was hacking at the guards, eyes red with anger. Each of his strokes were deadly, in five minutes he had killed half of Monarchs guards.
"Stop them!" screamed Monarch. The guards dropped their weapons and ran.
"Cowards, impudent cowards, come back here!" Monarch shrieked. The courtiers had fled when Tam sent the first fireball towards them.
"You can't do this, I'm the ruler of this kingdom" she shrieked.
"Oh really, now your not" said Harry coolly.
"This is an outrage" she screamed.
"You reign of terror has ended Monarch" said James. Then as if they knew what they were saying the four began to chant:
"Black as night, white as day remove evil from our sight. Black as death, white as life remove all darkness from our lives. Moon of darkness, sun of light take this evil from the world!" Monarch screamed and writhed in agony, and began to turn to dust. She crumpled and a strong gust of wind swept Monarch/big pile of dust out the window. When the last fragments of the ruler disappeared the castle began the fall.
"Run!" yelled Romulus. The four ran as fast as their legs could carry them. As James ran under the opening arch the castle became rubble.
"Merlin's beard" whispered Tam.
"Let go home" said Harry.
"Yeah let's" replied James. They walked away from the rubble glad it was over and found Dumbledore.
"Merlin praise the Spellbound" said Dumbledore.