CHAPTER ONE THE COMING OF THE DARK AGES

1657 Jar 34 It is the time of mixed bloods to gain a right for them

selves. It has been three hundred years since the mixing of blood was

forbidden. Now I will Take my control over this world and rid us of

all these worthless forms of life, and there dragons. How will I do it

well that is something I have long since wondered and have found the

cure for. In secret, I King Novi Dragmire have produced in secret a

ruthless army. They will run the land and kill any soul who bares the

mark of mixed lineage. Only then with bloodshed can I take control of

a situation that has spun madly out of control. Tonight my army

marches and the first will be my own granddaughter. That's all for

this days entry.

Novie Dragmire was righting his usual plans in his book of Dragmire

accounts. It is believed that each clan keeps a book of events so that

future generations will never forget past mistakes. In Novi's mind,

killing the blood of all mixes was a way to rid the world of evil. For

in his youth he had an evil thing happen to him. "Roth!" Novie yelled

with rage " Do you know what is to be tonight?" Roth was a gruff man

with bright orange hair, and a face of stone, set with many scars of

past arguments with Novi.

" No my lord, what happens to night?"

Novi turned to his first in command and smiled a wicked grin " We

start the hunt for evil."

Later that day Novie went to a temple built for a tomb. The tomb

was different from normal tombs. In the center of the room lay an

altar with a glass case over it. In the glass, case laid a woman so

beautiful, She would make a diamond look dull. Her hair was brown with

streaks of green, orange, and white. The sign of a mixed blood.

He gently knelt down, lifted the glass casing off, and held her

delicate head with his massive hands. He then gently picked her up and

held her in his arms as close as he could. She seamed to be a child of

sixteen but was as old as he.

She was his love and his wife. Novi looked down at her and remembered

the dreadful day. He had just married her not even two years ago, and

it was their first fight. They had separated to let their tempers

cool. He had gone into the palace and she had gone in to the royal

gardens.

However, a figure in dark clothes meet her in the garden's and casted

a spell on her and she fell as if dead. When she was found she was

still alive, but in a wakless sleep. The wizard was still there and

was waiting for Novi, but when Novi got there he was ready and nearly

killed the wizard.

The wizard's last dying breath was a sword throe Novi's hart. "Only

the blood of a true mixed blood can awake her, a mixed blood with all

six." the wizard never finished his curs for at that moment he fell

dead at Novi's feet.

In a rage, he had all the mixed-blooded people come and try six

different spells of awakening. But she never awoke. A temple was made

and she was placed in that temple. There the King would visit his

queen and hope that some day a miracle would happen. Over time in his

waiting he came to hate, all mixed blooded people and his hart slowly

became a dark and unmerciles thing.

It was there that the king was found at nightfall, holding his love in

his arms. It was Roth who was sent to get the king " Your majesty,

night has fallen and the troops are ready, all we need is you."

Slowly and gently the king laid his love down and replaced the glass

covering. He then turned around to Roth and slowly walked to him. " Is

it not written, my dear friend Roth, Do not bother me while I am

here?"

"Yes your majesty, but you would have been angry with me for not

telling you."

"Yes quite right, are you terrified of me?"

"Yes."

"Do you wish to be gone?"

"Yes, I don't wont to be apart of this blood shed."

"Roth, did you know you have a Green hair hidden beneath your brown

hair?"

"Please don't kill me, it was not my fault for my parents deeds."

"No, but you are a mixed non the less." Suddenly out of no where Novi brought out a sword and with one quick sweep Roths head was rolling down the steps of the temple.