Chapter 2:
Zel panted up the last bit of the mountain. 'That stupid monk,' Zel thought angrily, 'he didn't warn me about the Enchanted Forest, the Chasm of Doom, the evil elder dragons, and the Vast Mines of Mourning. Not to mention the Boston Marathon, the Algebra Final Exam of Doom, and the seventy-two hours spent babysitting a horde of hyper two year olds. This relic had better be worth it.'
On the epitome of the summit of the peak of the top of the--you get the idea--of the mountain sat a beautiful temple covered in sculptures and gilded with gold--all two feet of it. "This is is!?! This is all there is!?! I went through all that for a doll house!?!"
Zel sighed and opened the little door on the front of the shrine. Peering inside, he saw something white glinting on a black velvet cushion. As he pulled it out, sunlight shone off the relic which he held. It looked like a large ivory spoon with delicate silver inlays depicting a three-pointed star. A powerful voice spoke inside his head, "I AM...The Spoon of the Mad Goddess Denomi™ (All rights reserved) and you are the champion I have waited for all these years. Go out into the world and do good."
"Now, wait a minute what do you mean champion!?! I don't have time for this nonsense. I don't even know what you are supposed to do!?!" Zel attempted to put the spoon back into the shrine but found that he couldn't release it.
"I was created to control a certain group of mazoku who had disturbed the Mad Goddess. Everytime they are planning to do something evil, someone shows up at this shrine and together we suppress the plot. Don't worry, you will be well rewarded for your assisstance. I am no longer allowed to talk but I will guide you to the mazoku."
A glimmer of light caught Zel's eye. On the ground, dancing among the rocks, was an arrow made of light. Zel sighed. On impulse he turned and started walking the other way, but, before he could take a single step, red words saying "Wrong Way" started flashing before his eyes. Zel growled slowly under his breathe. He was not amused. "Alright, you piece of junk, I'll help you. However, make this quick and worth my time, understand!"
Silence filled the crisp mountain air, the echo of his query quivering in the night.
Zel panted up the last bit of the mountain. 'That stupid monk,' Zel thought angrily, 'he didn't warn me about the Enchanted Forest, the Chasm of Doom, the evil elder dragons, and the Vast Mines of Mourning. Not to mention the Boston Marathon, the Algebra Final Exam of Doom, and the seventy-two hours spent babysitting a horde of hyper two year olds. This relic had better be worth it.'
On the epitome of the summit of the peak of the top of the--you get the idea--of the mountain sat a beautiful temple covered in sculptures and gilded with gold--all two feet of it. "This is is!?! This is all there is!?! I went through all that for a doll house!?!"
Zel sighed and opened the little door on the front of the shrine. Peering inside, he saw something white glinting on a black velvet cushion. As he pulled it out, sunlight shone off the relic which he held. It looked like a large ivory spoon with delicate silver inlays depicting a three-pointed star. A powerful voice spoke inside his head, "I AM...The Spoon of the Mad Goddess Denomi™ (All rights reserved) and you are the champion I have waited for all these years. Go out into the world and do good."
"Now, wait a minute what do you mean champion!?! I don't have time for this nonsense. I don't even know what you are supposed to do!?!" Zel attempted to put the spoon back into the shrine but found that he couldn't release it.
"I was created to control a certain group of mazoku who had disturbed the Mad Goddess. Everytime they are planning to do something evil, someone shows up at this shrine and together we suppress the plot. Don't worry, you will be well rewarded for your assisstance. I am no longer allowed to talk but I will guide you to the mazoku."
A glimmer of light caught Zel's eye. On the ground, dancing among the rocks, was an arrow made of light. Zel sighed. On impulse he turned and started walking the other way, but, before he could take a single step, red words saying "Wrong Way" started flashing before his eyes. Zel growled slowly under his breathe. He was not amused. "Alright, you piece of junk, I'll help you. However, make this quick and worth my time, understand!"
Silence filled the crisp mountain air, the echo of his query quivering in the night.