Chapter 29: Silverlight….Gone

I panted as I ran past the wreckage of the Blue Moon Inn. Amy11 caught up with me.

"Where are we going?" she wheezed, holding a stitch in her side.

"We're going to see Gypsy Aris," I replied, helping her up. She smiled at me, and then frowned.

"What do you think of Slinky?" she asked, trying to sound casual. I looked behind me at the gorgeous woman jogging happily, along with Capablanca and Osrie1.

"I don't know," I said, choosing my words carefully. Amy11 grinned at me, apparently happy. I wished I knew what she was thinking. Women were hard things to understand, I muttered inside my head. Someone should write a book about them and their little hard-to-pick-up traits. It would become an instant bestseller, most likely.

I passed the dead body of a tramp in the streets. I looked ahead at the chaos, as Dark Wizards shot spells at passing people in the square. "Okay guys, careful here," I whispered to everyone behind me. They all nodded seriously.

All of a sudden, I collapsed on the ground, holding his head. Amy11 rushed forward, and stopped me from seriously hurting myself. I felt the world around me fading….fading….fading…

Ilookgood99 appeared in the stone circle with a blue flash. Several Dark Wizards yelled and raised the alarm. Master Samuel walked past them calmly.

"So, Ilookgood99," he sneered. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in the other universe with those sleazy future kinds, eating chips and shooting with guns." Ilookgood99 looked mournful.

"You understand why I'm here," he whispered. Master Samuel snorted.

"You have no chance of stopping out plans," he chuckled. "We've started brewing the potion already. Delrith has risen. Phase one has been completed and we are moving on to Phase Two." Ilookgood99 gasped.

"But you can't!" he spluttered. "The walls of reality will collapse if you continue with this!" Master Samuel simply chuckled.

"I'm not sure if you've heard of the legend of Wally, judging from where you come from," Master Samuel said gleefully. "But he used a sword called Silverlight to combat Delrith. This is why we are moving in to get Silverlight as our own." Ilookgood99 howled with rage and sadness. He moved his hand, and shot a white flash at Master Samuel. Master Samuel merely swept this away.

"You know," he began. "We have all the information needed to brew this potion. We have the book, and we've squeezed the secrets of the potion from the Herblore Mage. We really don't need her any more." With a clap of his hands, two lesser demons appeared, growling. In their arms they held the screaming, kicking Herblore Mage.

She looked in a real state. Her clothes had several rips in them, and were covered with filth. She had two black eyes and a large lump on her head. She had several deep gashes soaked with blood all over her body.

"What do you want with me this time?" she moaned, struggling with the two huge demons holding her. Master Samuel clicked his fingers and the demons let go of her. He clicked again, and the Herblore Mage was trapped in a bind.

"Thank you for your time and information," Master Samuel said. "We don't need you any more. Instant Death!" he bellowed, and a black, quick flash shot from his hand and hit her in the stomach. She was dead before she even hit the floor. Her lifeless, gaunt eyes stared hopelessly at the sky, as Death took her in his welcoming hands. A gravestone fell form the sky, and on it, it said 'In loving memory of the Herblore Mage, who died at this spot.'

"Once the plan is finished, there will be no need for gravestones. People who die will stay that way. As a matter of fact, it's happening right here, right now. What you just saw is a good example of that," Master Samuel chortled. Ilookgood99 groaned, and teleported away with an electric-blue flash.

I woke up, panting. I was lying on top of a pile of silk, with the owner of the clothes shop in Varrock square looking down at me.

"He's awake!" she yelled through a door, before disappearing behind it. Amy11 came rushing through it, and she jumped into my arms. I felt rather awkward. Osrie1 came in, and clapped my back.

"You gave us a fright there," he grinned. "You fainted, and there was some kind of blue flash from the stone circle. You kept muttering, 'Delrith has risen, Delrith has risen." Some dark wizards started bombarding us with spells, so we dragged you in here." I thanked him, pried Amy11 out of my arms, and set off outside.

Delrith was roaring. He was near the staff shop, and he was ripping chunks out of it. I saw a red flash wiz past me. Madrey1, roaring and wielding a dragon sword, hit Delrith with it.

"I'll murder you! Level 28, easy!" he chuckled. Delrith stomped on him. I heard a scream of pain as Madrey1 was crushed. Delrith, grunting with evil laughter, grabbed madrey1 with his scaly, flame-red hand, and threw him into the distance. I watched with amusement as madrey1 was sent flying off into the sunset.

We went into Gypsy Aris's tent. It was abandoned. All that remained was a small wooden table, chairs, and an empty shelf. There was a note on the table. I picked it up, and read it.

'To Mainiac97, they are after me. To make sure they can't read this, I used psychic paper. Only you can read this note. Silverlight is gone. I saw it. Master Samuel unlocked the triple lock and stole the sword. You could try stealing it from him, but it wouldn't be much use. You must defeat Delrith. I don't understand how, but I saw you slay him. You MUST try, for the sake of Varrock, and even the whole of RuneScape. From Gypsy Aris,' the note read.

I read it again and again and again. I couldn't believe it. The sword Silverlight, the only thing in the world that had any chance of stopping Delrith, was gone. I read the note out. Slinky whimpered. Amy11 gasped. Capablanca stood there, shocked.

"But, without Silverlight, how are you meant to stop Delrith?" Osrie1 croaked. I shrugged sadly. I heard screaming and smashing outside. I went to have a peep.

Master Samuel was walking around the Varrock fountain, grinning with triumph. Everybody that he passed seemed to fall dead at his feet. He held up Silverlight, which seemed to be faltering. Delrith was walking down the path towards the museum, roaring.

"Oh, Mainiac97," he gloated, waving his hand at a little boy, who fell dead with a shriek. "Oh, great noob hero mainiac97….. Come out and play. Come and meet your master," he said. "Why not come? It'll be a challenge to fight someone who has absorbed the energy matrix of Delrith." Slinky gasped as he said that. I looked at her, nonplussed.

"What's with the shock?" I hissed.

"If he's absorbed the Delrith energy matrix," she said shakily. "Then he's absorbed the power of an immortal demon that can only be slaughtered by one object. Delrith can recharge his; even then he'll be immortal. Master Samuel has made himself pure evil. Before, he'd be vulnerable. He'll be like any of us, really. But now, he's purified himself in Zamorak's goodness. He's turned himself immortal," she sobbed. I patted her on the back, and a tear sprung to my eye.

Master Samuel grinned, and waved his hand at the tent. It burst into flames. Black shapes danced in the smoke. We all ran for it towards the direction of the palace. Master Samuel shot a black ray at us, but it missed. He shot it again. It flew towards me, and I stood there. I watched as the ray fired towards me, and I braced myself for instant death.