Chapter Four: The Darkest Day
Chapter Four: The Darkest Day
Author: Septhiroth
AN: Well….I'm surprised that my little stories getting a lot of notice! I couldn't be happier, and thanks to everyone who's given there time and put up a few reviews along the way!
Content Rating: PG-13
Black, pungent smoke drifted into the sky, fueled by an column of iridescent fire…….The smoke, blanched up from the charred jungle, shielded the true danger deep within. Its dark veil, like a serpent arching to strike at the skies heels…….. The jungle crackled and snapped, trees crumbled to the earth, sending up stinging clouds of red- hot sparks into the night sky.
Roxton coughed and gagged in the thick, blinding smoke. Tears streamed down from his blood shot eyes, a another cough from his left, told him of Challenger's struggle to breath in the blinding gas. "Lets…Go!" Challenger called to the group.
Struggling, and stumbling, they slowly made their way from the ring of fire. It seemed like hours, but they finally succeeded in forcing their way out of the smoke. They all sat, gasping for fresh, clean air. Trying to scour the smoke from every crevice in etched in their lungs.
Veronica wiped away her tears, sniffing loudly, "What…Was that?" she took another deep breath, "I have…Never seen…Anything like that!"
Malone wiped his face, with the only clean corner of his solied shirt, "Damned if I know…Like the whole jungle…When to hell!"
Challenger too, wiping the smut out of his eyes, gasping for air, "Pyrotelekensis…. I believe."
Marguerite coughed loudly, "What!?"
Malone took point, "The ability to start and control fires….I read about it in a Journal entry of a friend of mine."
Veronica shook her head, "Never heard of it…. Besides, what good is something like that going to do?" "I mean, its not going to stop anything." She said
Roxton wiped his forehead from the rising heat, "The abilty to start and controll fires…..Work of the devil…."
Malone nodded, "Like what's happened here in the past, is any proof of that…..If you're really unsure, why not ask the guy who started this hell on Earth?"
The unchecked power……It was good….Life dying…and Suffering….He smiled, his face contorting with the effort…."I am death….And now…I am free!"
His dark eyes, blood red with the dark energy, life's assassin…."I will destroy this world!"
He raised his muscular fist towards the sky, "It shall….Die by my hand!" His laughed loudly, and released more of his power……. More trees burned, life was suffering a thousand fold….. But, something was amiss…There were those who had not experienced his power….They were close…He would make them….Make them rue the day….The day…The day of Amun's Rebirth!
Challenger turned when the voice echoed though the trees, his blue eye's scanned the tree line. He was about to breath easy, when a twig snapped behind him. He slowly turned his head…..And his eyes became wide with fright.
Veronica heard the snap, and turned as well, sucking in a deep breath…For their was the devil himself. The dark character that had been born from the spinning inferno. His eyes pulsed red, along with every inch of his tan skin, his muscles themselves, seemed to give of a negative energy…….
His eyes sparkled as he eyed the group, "Well…Well…Well…You must be the motly crew that set me free…."
Roxton spoke up, his hand laying lighly on the butt of his rifle, "I guess you could say that….I don't believe that we've had the pleasure…"
The dark young man eyed him coldly, "If I want to have you speak….I would have beaten it out of you…."
Malone frowed, "That's not a good way to introduce yourself…Since seeing how we have the upper hand…Five against one, is always a baaaad way to start off a relationship, don't you agree?"
His laugher was like a razor blade though soft flesh….He lifted a finger, and the group stumbled, clutching their throats as an invisible hand clenched on their windpipes. They struggled harder, as they were all lifted a few feet into the air.
"Lets get a few facts stright…..I don't like taking orders, and second, never talk back…I don't like people who talk back…"
Roxton fubled with the butt of his rifle, and pointed the barrel at the young man. Without a second thought, pulling the trigger in one smooth motion. The bullet ripped out in a small puff of smoke, embedding itself deep in the flesh of the tormentor.
He cluthched his side, and the group fell onto the groud, each one breathing deeply, as the hand was swept away. He pulled his hand away, stained red as his eyes, "For that…I will kill you slowly…..Cell by every cell of your weak little frame…"
He took a step forward….and stumbled….He regained his balance……But stumbled again…"What…is happening….?"
He fell to his knees, as the group rose to their feet. Roxton reloaded the chamber, sending the old bullet shell flying off into the dense brush. His eyes glared down at the tormentor, "Amazing how events change…..Isn't it?"
"You have no Idea…Of what you have caused…Have you?" The young man hissed.
Malone shook his head, "Your dead…Or will be, and that's that."
The dark man wiped his hand on the ground, more blood was flowing…."This shell is no more…But soon, I will become whole again…..Do Not worry…For on that day…I will finish what I have started…"
His eyes started to fade….."Be glad That I am so weak…."
He laughed again, and stopped as a bright light exploded from his chest…."My other half….My summoning was incomplete….."
His face grimaced….."Damn…." His body exploded with light, dissolving into nothing….The two forces light and dark now free and flowing…..The darkness growing uncontrollable, and the light shining brightly with hope. The darkness fluxed, and with a blast from the light, trown high into the heavens….Landing far away on the plateau.
The group watched as the light reformed itself, bit by bit. The light compacted, amplfied, and finally, merged with itself into a human. Every bit human, down to his light blond hair, even his blue eyes. The fact being that maybe, that he was butt naked, and standing in front of two stunning beauties.
Challanger tilted his head back, Roxton turned his head in disblief, Malone kept staring off into the sky watching for the dark energy to return. Margureete turned her face away from the young man. Veronica kept trying to find other sights to look at.
Margureete spoke up, "Can someone please…Give him something to wear!?"
Roxton took of his coat, and put it around the young man's shoulders. "There….Not the best fit…But it will do, until we get back to the tree house."
Veronica blanced, "Your not serious…..After all's that's happened?"
Malone smiled, "Why not? The situation cant become more worse than it already is!"
Marguerite started hard at the suprisingly attractive young man, "Might as well…Besides, the kid wouldn't last long out here alone…."
Roxton put his arms around the shoulders of the young man, "Then its settled….Lets head home."
The boy pulled the coat tighter around his frame, looked down at his feet first, then up at the group. A big friendly grin lit up his homely face.
Chapter Four: The Darkest Day
Author: Septhiroth
AN: Well….I'm surprised that my little stories getting a lot of notice! I couldn't be happier, and thanks to everyone who's given there time and put up a few reviews along the way!
Content Rating: PG-13
Black, pungent smoke drifted into the sky, fueled by an column of iridescent fire…….The smoke, blanched up from the charred jungle, shielded the true danger deep within. Its dark veil, like a serpent arching to strike at the skies heels…….. The jungle crackled and snapped, trees crumbled to the earth, sending up stinging clouds of red- hot sparks into the night sky.
Roxton coughed and gagged in the thick, blinding smoke. Tears streamed down from his blood shot eyes, a another cough from his left, told him of Challenger's struggle to breath in the blinding gas. "Lets…Go!" Challenger called to the group.
Struggling, and stumbling, they slowly made their way from the ring of fire. It seemed like hours, but they finally succeeded in forcing their way out of the smoke. They all sat, gasping for fresh, clean air. Trying to scour the smoke from every crevice in etched in their lungs.
Veronica wiped away her tears, sniffing loudly, "What…Was that?" she took another deep breath, "I have…Never seen…Anything like that!"
Malone wiped his face, with the only clean corner of his solied shirt, "Damned if I know…Like the whole jungle…When to hell!"
Challenger too, wiping the smut out of his eyes, gasping for air, "Pyrotelekensis…. I believe."
Marguerite coughed loudly, "What!?"
Malone took point, "The ability to start and control fires….I read about it in a Journal entry of a friend of mine."
Veronica shook her head, "Never heard of it…. Besides, what good is something like that going to do?" "I mean, its not going to stop anything." She said
Roxton wiped his forehead from the rising heat, "The abilty to start and controll fires…..Work of the devil…."
Malone nodded, "Like what's happened here in the past, is any proof of that…..If you're really unsure, why not ask the guy who started this hell on Earth?"
The unchecked power……It was good….Life dying…and Suffering….He smiled, his face contorting with the effort…."I am death….And now…I am free!"
His dark eyes, blood red with the dark energy, life's assassin…."I will destroy this world!"
He raised his muscular fist towards the sky, "It shall….Die by my hand!" His laughed loudly, and released more of his power……. More trees burned, life was suffering a thousand fold….. But, something was amiss…There were those who had not experienced his power….They were close…He would make them….Make them rue the day….The day…The day of Amun's Rebirth!
Challenger turned when the voice echoed though the trees, his blue eye's scanned the tree line. He was about to breath easy, when a twig snapped behind him. He slowly turned his head…..And his eyes became wide with fright.
Veronica heard the snap, and turned as well, sucking in a deep breath…For their was the devil himself. The dark character that had been born from the spinning inferno. His eyes pulsed red, along with every inch of his tan skin, his muscles themselves, seemed to give of a negative energy…….
His eyes sparkled as he eyed the group, "Well…Well…Well…You must be the motly crew that set me free…."
Roxton spoke up, his hand laying lighly on the butt of his rifle, "I guess you could say that….I don't believe that we've had the pleasure…"
The dark young man eyed him coldly, "If I want to have you speak….I would have beaten it out of you…."
Malone frowed, "That's not a good way to introduce yourself…Since seeing how we have the upper hand…Five against one, is always a baaaad way to start off a relationship, don't you agree?"
His laugher was like a razor blade though soft flesh….He lifted a finger, and the group stumbled, clutching their throats as an invisible hand clenched on their windpipes. They struggled harder, as they were all lifted a few feet into the air.
"Lets get a few facts stright…..I don't like taking orders, and second, never talk back…I don't like people who talk back…"
Roxton fubled with the butt of his rifle, and pointed the barrel at the young man. Without a second thought, pulling the trigger in one smooth motion. The bullet ripped out in a small puff of smoke, embedding itself deep in the flesh of the tormentor.
He cluthched his side, and the group fell onto the groud, each one breathing deeply, as the hand was swept away. He pulled his hand away, stained red as his eyes, "For that…I will kill you slowly…..Cell by every cell of your weak little frame…"
He took a step forward….and stumbled….He regained his balance……But stumbled again…"What…is happening….?"
He fell to his knees, as the group rose to their feet. Roxton reloaded the chamber, sending the old bullet shell flying off into the dense brush. His eyes glared down at the tormentor, "Amazing how events change…..Isn't it?"
"You have no Idea…Of what you have caused…Have you?" The young man hissed.
Malone shook his head, "Your dead…Or will be, and that's that."
The dark man wiped his hand on the ground, more blood was flowing…."This shell is no more…But soon, I will become whole again…..Do Not worry…For on that day…I will finish what I have started…"
His eyes started to fade….."Be glad That I am so weak…."
He laughed again, and stopped as a bright light exploded from his chest…."My other half….My summoning was incomplete….."
His face grimaced….."Damn…." His body exploded with light, dissolving into nothing….The two forces light and dark now free and flowing…..The darkness growing uncontrollable, and the light shining brightly with hope. The darkness fluxed, and with a blast from the light, trown high into the heavens….Landing far away on the plateau.
The group watched as the light reformed itself, bit by bit. The light compacted, amplfied, and finally, merged with itself into a human. Every bit human, down to his light blond hair, even his blue eyes. The fact being that maybe, that he was butt naked, and standing in front of two stunning beauties.
Challanger tilted his head back, Roxton turned his head in disblief, Malone kept staring off into the sky watching for the dark energy to return. Margureete turned her face away from the young man. Veronica kept trying to find other sights to look at.
Margureete spoke up, "Can someone please…Give him something to wear!?"
Roxton took of his coat, and put it around the young man's shoulders. "There….Not the best fit…But it will do, until we get back to the tree house."
Veronica blanced, "Your not serious…..After all's that's happened?"
Malone smiled, "Why not? The situation cant become more worse than it already is!"
Marguerite started hard at the suprisingly attractive young man, "Might as well…Besides, the kid wouldn't last long out here alone…."
Roxton put his arms around the shoulders of the young man, "Then its settled….Lets head home."
The boy pulled the coat tighter around his frame, looked down at his feet first, then up at the group. A big friendly grin lit up his homely face.