The New Age of Shannara
Chapter 2- The Stone
Azuka's ear caught the low intensities of the Wraith's
(Shadowen with large lightning bolt horns coming from its
grotesque head. Poisonous spikes were concealed in its body for
when they would be needed. But its most lethal weapon was its
knife like paws, which it could use to summon powerful magic).
He slowly turned around, the shimmering blade in hand. He
started to slightly hover over the highly concealed, reinforced
floor. He caught glimpse of a dark swiftly moving shadow. Which
seemed to be going for a door on the opposite side of the room.
'must be Ramira' he quickly thought. But then decided to
forget about her and get ready for the fight that would soon
come.
Both parties were at a standoff. Neither one would make a
move before the other.
The was waiting in anticipation for the fight to begin.
The windows were open in awe as if they were capable,
themselves, seeing how powerful each group was. The room,
itself, was quite shadowed. Many creatures were concealed in the
darkness. Suddenly many round crimson red spheres started
appearing from out of the corner of Azuka's eyes. He swiftly
rotated his head clock-wise. His hair lashed out at the darkness
behind him. His highlights catching the crimson of the red
spheres in the shadows. His navy blue eyes were darting from one
speck of red to the next.
'those are no lights' he quickly summed up. 'Those are
Gnarrls(horrible shadowen with arms exceeding the length of its
own body. It has claws that have a lightning shape to them. With
a dark green color to attached to its body. Its body was three
times the size of a basketball player. It had a very grotesque
body and the face was slightly gone on one side)' he screamed in
his mind.
But before he could think anything else they quickly
lunged at him. They had the speed and agility of a highly
skilled dancer. Yet it had the strength of a Koden- a gigantic
and grizzled bear-like creature. With Limbs that are quite
lengthy that have ragged murky yellow claws that curve at the
end reaching the ground. The Wraiths as if being called were
suddenly behind Azuka. So close that they could smell the hair
of the one they were sent to destroy. Not much long after, the
Gnarls were so close that he could see the reds in their eyes.
"THE COAST IS clear" whispered a very young girl.
It was still a lead black night. The shadows seemed to be
scaring away any hope of that marvelous silver moonlight. The
fog has grew to be much thicker than it was before, however, as
it rose to the sky it dissipated gradually. It seemed to be
rising off from the scarce dark green shrubs that were scattered
about the city. The buildings were as charcoal, at night, as the
deepest black hole. The trees were as skeletons. All the leaves
were torn off by the heavy gusts of winds howling, as if they
were wolves, from the canyons. Once or twice you could hear
actual wolves. Yet, on the roof of the highest building was
where the moonlight, left, concentrated what little energy it
could muster through the thick clouds and fog.
A top of the building was a tall young girl. Her soft and
gentle hair was wafting in the moaning wind. The girl's hair was
sleek, fine, and lengthy, reaching down to her ankles. Her
metallic gold hair, which was tied up in the back, was
glistening in the slight moonlight. And the triangular blue
highlights at the tip of her hair seemed to be directing
attention away from the girl. Her outfit was gothic. She would
never need to hide in the shadows. All she would have to do is
press up against it. She had a holster were she put a very
strange gun and she hid a special knife were it would be safe.
Near her heart. She also had a shimmering blade, in a sheath, on
her back.
'That's it, Azuka. Draw their attention. Just a little bit
longer' she thought to her self.
The minutes were rolling by as if they were being eaten by
the dark. She, almost, immediately acknowledged the situation
and decided to take her leave of the safety of the rooftop. Her
jump was so elevated that no one without exceptional eye-sight
would have seen were she was in the sky. She landed right in
front of the torn up building that Azuka went into. The battle
was about to begin. So she went into the shadows and snuck
through. Apparently, Azuka saw her. But she couldn't acknowledge
him so she went on her way. She found a quaint miniscule door.
She went through it. On the other side of the door was a long
tunnel with twists and turns everywhere. The passageway was dark
and gloomy. The roof had many icicles, and they were dripping
liquid into a dark and endless abyss. It was as if the dark void
was a monstrous mouth. And if you fell you would feel as if you
were being digested.
'Oh, come on. They honestly think this will stop me' she
thought with a faint smile.
She ran with the swiftness of a cheetah and the skill and
grace of a dancer. But just as she was about to jump the pit she
heard the horrid sound of a hungry Maw Grint (the Stone Kings
son-he went mad with all the power his father gave him. Now he
is just a grotesque, inhuman black tiger-like shadowen. That has
a massive size and is greatly elevated. Its paws have great
white sickle like claws protruding from them. It has navy
stripes. And its body was the same color as the pits. It had
lightning bolt horns on its head. And rock hard spikes on its
back. Its face was also quite narrow and concentrated-the
shannara kids have convinced it to help guard a powerful
object.) She heard it snap its jaws. And lick its lips in
delight.
It jumped out to try to catch Ramira. But she was to
quick for it. She sensed it. And saw it with her incredible
eyesight. Right when it was about to go for her neck with its
gigantic jaws she jumped up and got into a stance.
While in the air she set her legs together. And slapped
her hands together as well. Her Index and Middle fingers on both
hands were standing straight up and held tightly together. Her
Ring and Pinky Finger, on her right hand, were concealing the
same on the other. She pressed her thumbs together with all her
might.
All of a sudden her gothic garments started to blow with
imaginary gusts of wind. Soon after a blue aura started to swirl
around her so fast it soon disappeared, but you could still tell
it was there. Finally an electrical current started to form in
her aura.
The Maw Grint was some umpteenth feet away from her and
closing. She new she had to act fast to make it work.
'I have two choices' she whispered in the sanctuary that
was her mind. 'I can either try my ShortBladeGun technique, or
my SwordShot' she quickly discarded the latter, knowing that it
would talk a lot more energy.
Her "unique" gun appeared in her hand. It seemed to be a gun of
immense power. It glistened in the light reflecting from the Maw
Grints claws. Its colors were of the earth. And it seemed the
trigger was ready to push itself back. Suddenly the gun expanded
in size. It was about the size of a gnarrls arm. Ramira quickly
seized her sword and shoved the swords handle into it. It
started to spark with the white-hot intensity of the sun.
Finally she took her knife from the spot in her heart. Its atoms
started to bubble. And soon the whole knife changed in size,
shape, and class. It was no longer a knife. It was a fine line
of flexible string. Something started to grow out of the guns
top and bottom. It was a smooth and flexible curved branch. She
swiftly hooked up the string with the branch. Now she had a bow.
All Ramira needed was an arrow. So with all her strength and
might she forced the sword out of its hiding place, in the gun,
with her magic. She took the handle in her hand and thrust it
back. She now had a bow and arrow. Just in time, too. Because
the Maw Grint was just about to have its dinner.
"Secret Amakru technique" she screamed at the top of her
lungs. Her hair, which was in a ponytail in the back, suddenly
undid itself. Her lengthy her was in the vicinity of the Maw
Grints breath. Her hair started to sway back and forth and it
soon started to envelop all of Ramira. It finally did. Her
golden hair was enclosing her entire body in a golden diamond.
The Maw Grint finally reached her and lashed out with its
mighty claws trying to give Ramira a hair cut, but with the
diamond enclosing Ramira the Maw Grint couldn't injure her. It
was like a barrier, which nothing could penetrate. The Maw Grint
with its snapping jaw and its black void body missed and it
WOULD NOT accept a defeat. It landed on the ledge over looking
the endless pit. It quickly reversed once it landed and faced
Ramiras new form. It looked at her with disdain and disgust in
its eyes. It made a thunderous roar, but that was a grave
mistake and the Maw Grint would pay dearly for it. Because at
just that moment Ramira, from inside of her shell, shot out her
Ramshire-her sword. It sliced through the air with the swiftness
of a hawk diving for a mouse. The Maw Grint did not know what
hit it. The Ramshire cut through the mouth of the Maw Grint. And
then it decided to change course and head south for the winter.
The Maw Grint was down and out for the count.
"Better hurry up" she said to her self. "It won't stay
down for much longer" she then unveiled her protection. Letting
her hair go back to its original position.
'To bad its not a shadowen. If so it would have died by
the magic contained in the sword' she thought to herself.
She was still hovering in the air above the pit. She suddenly
started dropping in elevation dramatically. She quickly regained
her stance and summoned forth a blast of wind. It was enough of
a blast for Ramira to reach the other side.
"Finally" she said with triumph. And a faint smile.
She swiftly ran to the door at the end of the passageway,
and opened it without haste. Once she opened the door she saw
what she came for. It was on a pedestal at the back of the room.
She ran for it as fast as she could, not wanting to waste any
time. She reached it in less than a minute.
"Its wonderful" she whispered with glee.
There it was her target. It was like a star that wouldn't shine
anymore. It had a slight shine from some unidentifiable source.
It was as black as night, and as small as a rubber ball. Yet the
most powerful weapon in the world. It had a pentagon, hexagon,
and a star on it. They were activated only when you call forth
one of its special powers.
"The Black ElfStone" She said with excitement. "Wow, its
soooo..................." she never finished her sentence she
heard a loud thud from upstairs.
"Azuka" she gasped. "I almost forgot."
And with that she was off.
Chapter 2- The Stone
Azuka's ear caught the low intensities of the Wraith's
(Shadowen with large lightning bolt horns coming from its
grotesque head. Poisonous spikes were concealed in its body for
when they would be needed. But its most lethal weapon was its
knife like paws, which it could use to summon powerful magic).
He slowly turned around, the shimmering blade in hand. He
started to slightly hover over the highly concealed, reinforced
floor. He caught glimpse of a dark swiftly moving shadow. Which
seemed to be going for a door on the opposite side of the room.
'must be Ramira' he quickly thought. But then decided to
forget about her and get ready for the fight that would soon
come.
Both parties were at a standoff. Neither one would make a
move before the other.
The was waiting in anticipation for the fight to begin.
The windows were open in awe as if they were capable,
themselves, seeing how powerful each group was. The room,
itself, was quite shadowed. Many creatures were concealed in the
darkness. Suddenly many round crimson red spheres started
appearing from out of the corner of Azuka's eyes. He swiftly
rotated his head clock-wise. His hair lashed out at the darkness
behind him. His highlights catching the crimson of the red
spheres in the shadows. His navy blue eyes were darting from one
speck of red to the next.
'those are no lights' he quickly summed up. 'Those are
Gnarrls(horrible shadowen with arms exceeding the length of its
own body. It has claws that have a lightning shape to them. With
a dark green color to attached to its body. Its body was three
times the size of a basketball player. It had a very grotesque
body and the face was slightly gone on one side)' he screamed in
his mind.
But before he could think anything else they quickly
lunged at him. They had the speed and agility of a highly
skilled dancer. Yet it had the strength of a Koden- a gigantic
and grizzled bear-like creature. With Limbs that are quite
lengthy that have ragged murky yellow claws that curve at the
end reaching the ground. The Wraiths as if being called were
suddenly behind Azuka. So close that they could smell the hair
of the one they were sent to destroy. Not much long after, the
Gnarls were so close that he could see the reds in their eyes.
"THE COAST IS clear" whispered a very young girl.
It was still a lead black night. The shadows seemed to be
scaring away any hope of that marvelous silver moonlight. The
fog has grew to be much thicker than it was before, however, as
it rose to the sky it dissipated gradually. It seemed to be
rising off from the scarce dark green shrubs that were scattered
about the city. The buildings were as charcoal, at night, as the
deepest black hole. The trees were as skeletons. All the leaves
were torn off by the heavy gusts of winds howling, as if they
were wolves, from the canyons. Once or twice you could hear
actual wolves. Yet, on the roof of the highest building was
where the moonlight, left, concentrated what little energy it
could muster through the thick clouds and fog.
A top of the building was a tall young girl. Her soft and
gentle hair was wafting in the moaning wind. The girl's hair was
sleek, fine, and lengthy, reaching down to her ankles. Her
metallic gold hair, which was tied up in the back, was
glistening in the slight moonlight. And the triangular blue
highlights at the tip of her hair seemed to be directing
attention away from the girl. Her outfit was gothic. She would
never need to hide in the shadows. All she would have to do is
press up against it. She had a holster were she put a very
strange gun and she hid a special knife were it would be safe.
Near her heart. She also had a shimmering blade, in a sheath, on
her back.
'That's it, Azuka. Draw their attention. Just a little bit
longer' she thought to her self.
The minutes were rolling by as if they were being eaten by
the dark. She, almost, immediately acknowledged the situation
and decided to take her leave of the safety of the rooftop. Her
jump was so elevated that no one without exceptional eye-sight
would have seen were she was in the sky. She landed right in
front of the torn up building that Azuka went into. The battle
was about to begin. So she went into the shadows and snuck
through. Apparently, Azuka saw her. But she couldn't acknowledge
him so she went on her way. She found a quaint miniscule door.
She went through it. On the other side of the door was a long
tunnel with twists and turns everywhere. The passageway was dark
and gloomy. The roof had many icicles, and they were dripping
liquid into a dark and endless abyss. It was as if the dark void
was a monstrous mouth. And if you fell you would feel as if you
were being digested.
'Oh, come on. They honestly think this will stop me' she
thought with a faint smile.
She ran with the swiftness of a cheetah and the skill and
grace of a dancer. But just as she was about to jump the pit she
heard the horrid sound of a hungry Maw Grint (the Stone Kings
son-he went mad with all the power his father gave him. Now he
is just a grotesque, inhuman black tiger-like shadowen. That has
a massive size and is greatly elevated. Its paws have great
white sickle like claws protruding from them. It has navy
stripes. And its body was the same color as the pits. It had
lightning bolt horns on its head. And rock hard spikes on its
back. Its face was also quite narrow and concentrated-the
shannara kids have convinced it to help guard a powerful
object.) She heard it snap its jaws. And lick its lips in
delight.
It jumped out to try to catch Ramira. But she was to
quick for it. She sensed it. And saw it with her incredible
eyesight. Right when it was about to go for her neck with its
gigantic jaws she jumped up and got into a stance.
While in the air she set her legs together. And slapped
her hands together as well. Her Index and Middle fingers on both
hands were standing straight up and held tightly together. Her
Ring and Pinky Finger, on her right hand, were concealing the
same on the other. She pressed her thumbs together with all her
might.
All of a sudden her gothic garments started to blow with
imaginary gusts of wind. Soon after a blue aura started to swirl
around her so fast it soon disappeared, but you could still tell
it was there. Finally an electrical current started to form in
her aura.
The Maw Grint was some umpteenth feet away from her and
closing. She new she had to act fast to make it work.
'I have two choices' she whispered in the sanctuary that
was her mind. 'I can either try my ShortBladeGun technique, or
my SwordShot' she quickly discarded the latter, knowing that it
would talk a lot more energy.
Her "unique" gun appeared in her hand. It seemed to be a gun of
immense power. It glistened in the light reflecting from the Maw
Grints claws. Its colors were of the earth. And it seemed the
trigger was ready to push itself back. Suddenly the gun expanded
in size. It was about the size of a gnarrls arm. Ramira quickly
seized her sword and shoved the swords handle into it. It
started to spark with the white-hot intensity of the sun.
Finally she took her knife from the spot in her heart. Its atoms
started to bubble. And soon the whole knife changed in size,
shape, and class. It was no longer a knife. It was a fine line
of flexible string. Something started to grow out of the guns
top and bottom. It was a smooth and flexible curved branch. She
swiftly hooked up the string with the branch. Now she had a bow.
All Ramira needed was an arrow. So with all her strength and
might she forced the sword out of its hiding place, in the gun,
with her magic. She took the handle in her hand and thrust it
back. She now had a bow and arrow. Just in time, too. Because
the Maw Grint was just about to have its dinner.
"Secret Amakru technique" she screamed at the top of her
lungs. Her hair, which was in a ponytail in the back, suddenly
undid itself. Her lengthy her was in the vicinity of the Maw
Grints breath. Her hair started to sway back and forth and it
soon started to envelop all of Ramira. It finally did. Her
golden hair was enclosing her entire body in a golden diamond.
The Maw Grint finally reached her and lashed out with its
mighty claws trying to give Ramira a hair cut, but with the
diamond enclosing Ramira the Maw Grint couldn't injure her. It
was like a barrier, which nothing could penetrate. The Maw Grint
with its snapping jaw and its black void body missed and it
WOULD NOT accept a defeat. It landed on the ledge over looking
the endless pit. It quickly reversed once it landed and faced
Ramiras new form. It looked at her with disdain and disgust in
its eyes. It made a thunderous roar, but that was a grave
mistake and the Maw Grint would pay dearly for it. Because at
just that moment Ramira, from inside of her shell, shot out her
Ramshire-her sword. It sliced through the air with the swiftness
of a hawk diving for a mouse. The Maw Grint did not know what
hit it. The Ramshire cut through the mouth of the Maw Grint. And
then it decided to change course and head south for the winter.
The Maw Grint was down and out for the count.
"Better hurry up" she said to her self. "It won't stay
down for much longer" she then unveiled her protection. Letting
her hair go back to its original position.
'To bad its not a shadowen. If so it would have died by
the magic contained in the sword' she thought to herself.
She was still hovering in the air above the pit. She suddenly
started dropping in elevation dramatically. She quickly regained
her stance and summoned forth a blast of wind. It was enough of
a blast for Ramira to reach the other side.
"Finally" she said with triumph. And a faint smile.
She swiftly ran to the door at the end of the passageway,
and opened it without haste. Once she opened the door she saw
what she came for. It was on a pedestal at the back of the room.
She ran for it as fast as she could, not wanting to waste any
time. She reached it in less than a minute.
"Its wonderful" she whispered with glee.
There it was her target. It was like a star that wouldn't shine
anymore. It had a slight shine from some unidentifiable source.
It was as black as night, and as small as a rubber ball. Yet the
most powerful weapon in the world. It had a pentagon, hexagon,
and a star on it. They were activated only when you call forth
one of its special powers.
"The Black ElfStone" She said with excitement. "Wow, its
soooo..................." she never finished her sentence she
heard a loud thud from upstairs.
"Azuka" she gasped. "I almost forgot."
And with that she was off.