AN: muwaahahha i was evil last chapter!
I wanted to point out i have gotten a few reviews from people that have have my "untold horrors" story that was posted back in 2006. Yes that is the same Zerachiel, though this was during his infancy. I had yet to start roleplaying him with Adiana and so it was just own little side story. This was before he became the red head we all know and love. Rune was not released yet so he was Lord of Goddard (which krowv is now lord of) Nevaeha was known as twilight (yeah i changed that really fast once the RP started) and Amen was a lot different then he is now.
So if you all read that story (which will not be continued since the Original design of that Zerachiel has changed greatly) keep in mind this was all brand new and i was testing him out.
And come on people reviews! 2 review for the last chapter that was it! How am i supposed to know if the story is going in the right direction if my readers don't tell me!
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Chapter 36: Stranded in hell
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Blood clutched on to his sobbing nephew. Somehow they had managed to pull the hysterical boy up onto the hot sand at the top of the dock with the rest of the survivors. No sooner had they gotten away from the ocean then Harry latched onto him sobbing, his face buried in Bloods neck.
Draco sat next to them silently his silver eyes looking out across the once more still ocean.
"daddy...daddy!" Blood held onto his nephew tighter rocking him gently. He himself was trying hard not to cry. He couldn't feel him..he couldn't feel his own brother.
Taking in a shuttering breath Blood closed his eyes tightly. "god damn it Zerachiel.." he clutched onto the shaking child tighter.
"what..what happened?" Draco seemed to be in a daze, he felt like he was moving through a fog. "A Krakon is what happened." Opening his eyes Blood looked out into the ocean.
"Evil disgusting creatures.. they attack ships and kill those on board." he gently rubbed his nephews back.
/damn it Zerachiel.. you had to lock up/ Closing his eyes Blood could see it perfectly. Racing out of the bottom of the ship onto the deck his saw his brother frozen in place his face the color of paper and eyes wild and panicked. Blood had barely enough time to grab the boys and pulled them out of danger, he didn't have enough time to grab his horror frozen brother.
Clutching onto Harry more a few tears fell from his closed eyes. /you were supposed to have gotten over that fear.. damn it Zerachiel! You can't leave me here!/
lifting his head Blood took deep shuttering breaths and looked around. The small group of survivors were sitting against a small orange red hill that blocked them from the ocean. In front of them was a vast desert.
Shifting slightly Blood resituated the broken boy against his chest. Already the heat of the desert was sweltering, sweat was breaking out across his face. Of course he would be the first to break out in a sweat being brought up and acclimated to the cold north.
"Where are we?"
For the first time ever Blood could not answer.
"I don't know."
never before had he ever seen this island. This island wasn't on any map he had ever seen and never had anyone spoken about an Island in the souther ocean.
Looking down he sighed softly seeing Harry had passed out, tears still running unchecked down his sand covered cheeks.
"Draco, take him for me." moving over slowly Draco took the boy who lived from Blood and laid him up against his chest keeping him off the burning sand as much as possible.
Having the weight taken from him Blood stood up and moved out into the desert slightly his bow appearing in his hand as he moved. The sand was blistering hot, even through his armor he could feel the heat. Looking around he tried desperately to get his bearings.
For miles around in either direction there was nothing but sand surrounded by towering red rocked cliffs. Shielding his eyes against the blistering sun, Blood looked around. There had to be some short of shelter near by, if there was that large of a ship dock then this Island at one point had to be populated.
Walking out further into the desert he kept out an ear for anything on the Island that was still alive, because this island was unknown he didn't know what type of native monsters roamed the sweltering desert and what level they were in regards to his training.
Wiping sweat from his brow he moved out beyond a large hill and looked out towards his left. Slowly his crimson eyes went wide. "how the hell did i miss those?" over the hill in the distance could be seen three massive towers. Black and gothic looking they looked highly out of place among the aired desert.
Stepping towards the towers his foot steps halted, there; he could feel it pulling at the edges of his senses.
A very powerful barrier stretched out in front of him. Reaching out Blood trailed his hand along the invisible barrier. Instantly a shock raced up his arm, pulling his arm back Blood looked down at his fingers his once red eyes rolling chaotic.
A demon's barrier..
Looking up his eyes studied the three towers, one of his many brothers was in there he could feel it the minute he touched the barrier. But the million Adena question was.. who?
There were only so many demons that existed outside of Hell, normally never the powerful ones unless they were raid bosses. But those that were powerful were locked away in towers and dungeons with barrier created by the gods to keep them in. This.. this was a barrier set up by a demon of his own class.
/I wonder if mother knows about this../ turning away from the barrier he continued his scouting.
Not a single tree dotted the landscape, it was barren all the way. Keeping his ears tuned into the survivors mainly his nephew and his friend he trekked farther into the desert.
Running his armored hand over his face once more Blood found his vision was starting the blur. /damn southern heat./ Dark elves in general were not used to heat having lived their entire lives deep underground.
Because of this fires were not encouraged and so food was eaten raw unless it was cooked outside and brought down into the village. During the winter months even though it barely snowed the temperature in the village would drop to well bellow freezing. It was because of this that they had learned to adapt their bodies responded well to the cold and the dark of night.
Those that had taken residence in the lower kingdom were quiet often seen inside during the warm summer months unless the sun had set and the temperature had dropped.
Because of it's location Rune was covered in snow October through the early part of April and never did the temperature reach above 70 during the hottest times of the summer.
This..this heat was ungodly.
Stopping Blood looked around and felt his blood chill in his veins. He could feel it, surrounding him, seeping into every pore. Evil unlike he had ever felt before.
Crouching down he pulled his bow back his eyes searching and ears tuned for what ever it was that was out there. Setting a hand on the sand he instantly pulled it away as if he had been burned.
/The evil..is coming from the very land!/
stowing his bow back in it's summon charm, he took one last look at the land around him and took off at a dead sprint back to where his nephew and friend were. They had to get off this island.. and fast!
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Draco gently held onto the boys laying against his chest.
This heat was sweltering and he was sweating like crazy in these clothes, the salt embedded in them wasn't helping any either. It caused the clothes to be scratchy and his skin dry.
Harry shivered despite the heat, his emerald/violet eyes staring blindly out at the ocean. His tears had long since dried up but even Draco could feel his despair, he didn't have to have dragon blood to sense his aura and depression it radiated from him in strong waves.
"Come on Potter, your dad is a god for crying out loud."
Slowly Harry pulled his eyes away from the ocean and looked up at Draco. "Do you think he's alright?"
gently rubbing his back Draco nodded his silver eyes looking out into the ocean. " Of course, my old house elf used to tell me grand stories about the gods and how they were all powerful and immortal. I really don't think a stupid Giant squid will be able to pull him down for good?"
Hope slowly started to build in his eyes. "Your right.."
Smirking Draco shoved Harry away. "Gryffindors, none of you use your brains." Growling Harry glared at the Slytherin. "be grateful it's to hot to hex your ass into the next kingdom."
Chuckling Draco moved away knowing Harry would have no problem pummeling him into the ground.
"Do you think dad is alright?"
"A little wet..and a killer headache.."
jerking his head around, Harry's eyes widened. Sitting on smell fence looking like a drowned rat but very much so alive was his father.
Zera was currently ringing his hair out. "this salt water is going to ruin my hair.. your mother is going to have a fit." releasing his hair Zera barely had time to steady himself before a black blur slammed into his chest.
Wrapping his arms around his youngest Zera held him close resting his head against his little boys head. "I'm sorry little one. I didn't mean to scare you."
When the mast had fallen it had caught him off guard and had been pulled under. He had made sure that while he was in the water to kill that foul beast of his sisters.
How Eva, as pure and innocent as she was create creatures this foul and wretched was beyond him and he knew for a fact she was going to be really really pissed off at him when she found out he killed another of her beloved pets.
"I guess killing that Krakon took longer then i originally thought" kissing the side of Harry's head Zera looked around assessing their situation.
"So.. this is Hellbound."
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AN: sorry this one is so short, it felt like a good place to break it off. Remember people review! It keeps me motivated. And remember to check my live journal for picture references to chapters. The link can be found on my authors profile.