(yawn) Right then, I'm bored and lazy so I'ma leave you with a cliffhanger. You won't find out what happened to Mone and his look-a-like until the next chapter. ^.^ Deal with it.

JKJK, but seriously, you'll find out what happened in the next chapter. I have a good idea for a great twist, too!

Last time on Dormin's Curse, Mone, Skar and Daine reached Shadow Peak when suddenly Skar struck down Daine. Mone, in a sudden fit of rage, cleaved Skar in two with his own blade. A shadowy figure appeared, claiming to be Mone, and a brief fight ensued. Now, the next part of the story!

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Dormin's Speech

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Thoughts


Chapter 25

Wander Possessed

Emon waved his hand over Mono's body, muttering to himself, as his three soldiers held their weapons at the ready and glanced nervously around the room. "Sir," the man with the crossbow began. "What is is, Fushia?" Emon snapped, turning to face him. Fushia turned as well, then they all heard a great rumble and turned to see light shining from the idol at the end of the hall.

CRRRRRR-AAAACCCKKKK!!!

With a tremor that rocked the hall, the idol exploded and crumbled into dust. Emon stared for a moment, then dropped to his knees. "We're doomed..." he whispered.

Thou were doomed from the minute thine body entered Our realm.

Standing and drawing a knife at the same time, Emon looking around wildly. Fushia raised his crossbow and his other two men unsheathed their swords. "I know that voice...!" Emon growled. "Show yourself, Dormin!"

There was a pause, then a chuckle from the god.

Thou art not happy to hear Our voice again?

"Stop playing games, Dormin!" Emon bellowed. "WHERE ARE YOU?!"

Better to ask, where are We not? We almost feel sadness from the knowledge that a worthy opponent such as thou will breathe no more on this day. Behold, Our pawn!

There was a grunt, then a body dropped from the hole in the ceiling from which light filtered through. It hit the ground with a 'CRASH' and didn't move. Emon took a step forward, then gasped and swung his knife in rage. "YOU--!!" he roared.

Wander moaned, rolled slowly onto his stomach, and with a great effort heaved himself up. His lungs were on fire, his legs were made of lead and a great pain erupted from his forehead. He got as far as his knees before having to stop, his breathing ragged. "L-Lord Dormin--!" he gasped. "W-what is--?!"

Wander then screamed and flung his arms to the side, black mist exploding from his mouth, eyes and chest. The mist quickly filled up the entire hall; when it cleared, Wander was on his feet, swaying dangerously. "Where is the sword you stole, brat?!" Emon growled, pointing his dagger at Wander. The young warrior tried to take a step forward, nearly falling over. The Ancient's Sword whistled into the hall and fell with a clang at Wander's feet. Emon waved to a swordsman, who stepped forward with his blade at the ready. Wander, oblivious to the world, felt his forehead and was surpised to feel horns beneath his hair. "Lord Dormin..." he whispered, then screamed as he felt another pain, this one searing through his midsection.

The pain brought him to his senses, and he found himself staring at the helm of a soldier, the sword of the soldier impaled through his chest. Wander gasped, blood flowing from the wound, and for the first time noticed Emon standing at the alter. "YOU--!" he hissed, blood trickling down his chin. He growled and gripped the sword's blade in both hands, and the soldier backed away in fear before turning to run back to Emon. He felt a great pain in his head, and then with a yell that was suddenly cut short his head was crushed to dust by Wander's hand. Wander removed the sword from his chest and threw it to his right, causing it to land with a 'thump' in the dusty remains of Quadratus's idol.

"Shoot him, Fushia!" Emon cried, backing away as Wander advanced. His eyes flashed red, and he reached a clawed hand towards them. Fushia, in a panic, loaded his crossbow and fired. The bolt pierced Wander's right leg and the warrior fell to the ground with a groan, holding the arrow shaft. He ripped it out quickly and raised himself up again. "KILL HIM NOW!!!" Emon screamed.

Too late, mortal.

"GWAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Wander roared in a voice too loud and too deep to come from his throat. Emon, Fushia and the remaining swordsman were flung against Mono's alter by a great wind, and Emon raised his head dizzily to see that Wander's skin was now grey. His eyes were electric blue, with no pupil or cornea to be found. As if to complete the horrific transformation, two horns each at least three feet long curved outward from his head. "You...fool..." Emon murmured, standing. Fushia and the swordsman followed suit.

"Fool?" Wander asked, but Emon flinched. The voice was identical to Dormin's. "We can assure thee, mortal, We art no fool." "My ancestor sealed you away so you would never again trouble mankind!" Emon yelled. "I shall follow in his footsteps, and kill you now!" He raced forward, dagger raised. He swung it down, aiming for Wander's head. At the last second, his right arm shot out and grabbed the blade firmly. "W-what--?!" Emon gasped. With his other hand Wander grabbed Emon's arm and clenched his fist.

CRACK

"AAAAGGGHHH!!" Emon screamed as the bones in his arm broke. "Pitiful." Wander said softly. He raised his leg and rested his foot on Emon's chest, then with one swift movement shot it forward. Emon coughed up blood as Wander's foot squeezed his organs, and a second later was thrown back with great force. He skidded to a stop at the bottom of the stairs leading to the alter, gasping for air and holding his arm and chest. A shadow fell over him and he looked up to see Wander. The warrior was...smiling.

"Thine ancestor was a much better adversary than thee, mortal fool." Wander told him. With a swift kick to Emon's ribcage the possessed warrior sent him flying up the stairs and crashing into Fushia, who was knocked over. The remaining swordsman, known as Clayton, raised his blade and advanced towards Wander. While the warrior wasn't looking Clayton swung his sword, but the metal met empty air. He looked back to see Wander halfway down the hall, standing with his arms behind his back.

Fushia helped Emon to his feet, and Emon turned to Wander in a rage. "YOU KILLED MY ANCESTOR!" Emon bellowed. "YOU KILLED MONE! YOU KILLED THE GREATEST HERO THERE EVER WAS!"

His angry words were met with booming laughter. "Simple-minded mortal." Dormin's voice replied. "We did not kill Mone." "What are you saying?!" Emon snapped. "The one who murdered thine ancestor...stands before thou." Wander replied. Emon was silent, then his eyes widened. "H...how?!" he gasped.

"Mindless humans, thine myths and legends about Our land art nothing but the truth...except for the rumor of what happened to thine ancestor. Shalt we tell thee what really occured?" Dormin's voice asked. Emon spit at his feet. "Talk, you blasted heathen!" the priest yelled. "Very well..." Wander answered, his face breaking into a great smile.


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