Disclaimer: Yay! I finally got property of skies of arcadia! WOOHOO!
(*Wakes up*)
NOOOOOOOOOooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!! Curse my infernal existence!!! Well then, (*Then says between sobs*) I do not . . .
sniff . . . own skies of arcadia . . . hiccup . . . or its characters except mine (nudges Jane Spencer very hard) . . .
WAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! . . . Ahem.
Authors note: Anyways, thanks to all who have reviewed so far. I hope to get more, but I cannot get my hopes up. And to
Jane Spencer: How the heck did you find me?! I thought my disguise was perfect. HUMPH! I am using my prologue as an
English assignment, only altered slightly to prevent confoozelment of the teachers who have not played the greatest game
in the history of Nintendo! But all of my classmates who reviewed it thought it was really good, so I must not be too
incompetent .. Anyways, hopefully my chapters will expand in size as my story progresses, and I wont look so much like
a ninny against all of you, whose chapters make mine look like processed cheese, or I could cheat by using double spaced
font @. O. Oh yes, thanks again to Jane Spencer (yes, I know her) She is the censor person, and also the editor for
spelling errors.
Chapter V
Paradox
For a moment, everything seemed to sit still, as though time had stopped. I blinked a few times, to make sure the
image in front of me was real. In all the books on the Silvites I've read, I'd never heard of one coming back from the dead
before. Maybe there was something I'd missed, but now was not the time to think about it. I just stood there, waiting for
someone to do something, but I knew I had to get out of that room and on to the deck before my quarters were slashed
into bits. He was the first to attack.
In a fraction of a second, I had my scimitar out and easily blocked the attack with an array of sparks as the blow
tried to strike my head, then dashed out the door after my crew, and on the deck. The next thing I knew, I heard Sparks
chanting her special attack.
"Fire of might, I call upon the ancient force to destroy the foe! Falling Embers!" she shouted as she threw a handful of
chucking stars into the sky. As they fell, they burst into flame and landed in a circular pattern around the mysterious enemy.
Unfortunately, none of them hit.
As I was about to cast my most valued spell, Temptrulen, to slow the enemy, the stranger had begun his attack on
Sula. Just like a silvite. They always attack one person at a time. Sula was ready though. She had whipped out her sword
from its scabbard and had blocked the attack, but then as she turned around, he hit her from behind with eternum. She let
out a slight cry and was knocked unconscious.
"How dare you!" shrieked Sparks ", I'll get you for that!" So with that, she summoned the power Pyrulen. This time,
her aim was true.
As the blazing fire ceased, the form of the stranger came back into focus. Though to all of our surprise, he seemed to
be quite unharmed! He lunged out of the smoldering smoke and drove his sword strait through Karoe's heart.
There were several gasps that emitted from the ship, as everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Karoe
collapsed onto the hard deck with a soft thud onto her hands and knees. I heard Sparks and Emma whimper slightly, but I
knew better.
As the mysterious man backed away with a smirk of accomplishment on his face, Karoe lifted her head, to reveal
that she was giggling. He whipped his head around in shock as Karoe was soon filling the silence with gales of laughter.
For as she stood, there was a tear in her dress, and the wound sealed itself in an amazing display of green light. I knew
this would happen. Though I knew Karoe could not fight, she could heal herself, even mortal wounds.
"It's been a while! I never thought I'd see you again," she serenely said once she had stopped giggling.
"Wha . . . " That was all he had managed to sputter out. I also noticed that Sparks and Emma had looks of complete
befuddlement.
"But of course you would not remember. But I do. Let me refresh your memory. It was seven years ago and I was
only five . . . I remember working in the 'slave mines' in Moonstone Mountain. The soldiers were being exceptionally brutal
that day. I was too young to lift anything heavy, but they made me carry big tools anyway. I was so afraid, because I
knew that if I didn't do what they asked, they would punish me. I'd seen others after they'd been punished and it was
enough to freeze a soul" she shuddered slightly, and then went on, "I tried and tried to lift them even an inch, but I just
could not do it. The tools were heavy and cut at my hands like vicious steel traps," she said as she lifted her hands,
revealing numerous scars. Sparks had made a move to attack the silvery haired man while he was off guard, but I put my sword in front of
her, as a silent warning to stay away. I had made it a rule to never stab anyone in the back, from loopers to the most
deadly enemy.
"One of the guards saw me, and thought it would be amusing to strike. Just after he had hit me with the butt of his
sword, I saw you. You defended me. If it were not for you, he probably would have beaten me to death. I could see it in
his eyes. The next thing I knew a fight had broken out in the caves. I didn't see what happened then, but I heard something
violently hit the side of the cave, causing it to collapse. One of the boulders hit me, pinning me to the floor. I couldn't get the
stone off of me, and I was in so much pain. I thought that I was going to die. But you helped push the boulder off. You
thought I was already dead, though I thought I was too. After I was left there for a few minutes, I noticed I could stand up.
I felt . . . fine. I looked at my hands, which had been reduced to mere scars in a matter of minutes. I looked all around me,
so I could thank you, but you were no-where to be seen. Now I finally have the chance to!" when she had finished, she
looked at him for a moment, then frowned. "You have changed much," His eyes were wide open in shock for a moment,
but then scowled.
"I am no longer the person I was!" he had a voice filled with hatred and spite, "My soul purpose is to avenge Lord
Galcian! I WILL KILL ALL WHO STAND IN MY WAY!"
Galcian . . . that name . . .
He then cast some sort of attack and knocked Emma unconscious and knocking me off my feet. I blocked the next
attack as he savagely let loose one blow after another. I was finally able to get him off guard and send his sword flying.
Before he could even reach for it, I used my hand and sent if up and up until it became wedged in the crow's nest. While
he was looking at the sword, still shining in the eerie green moonlight, I high-kicked him square in the chest, knocking him of
his feet. I pointed my scimitar to his neck and with the most calm and strong voice I could muster, I spoke.
"You will tell me who you are, where you are from, and why you think I should spare your life after you attempted
to kill my crew. If you resist, I will kill you. If you lie, I will know, and I will kill you.
He said nothing for a moment, but rather looked at me with a stare of pure loathing.
NOOOOOOOOOooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!! Curse my infernal existence!!! Well then, (*Then says between sobs*) I do not . . .
sniff . . . own skies of arcadia . . . hiccup . . . or its characters except mine (nudges Jane Spencer very hard) . . .
WAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! . . . Ahem.
Authors note: Anyways, thanks to all who have reviewed so far. I hope to get more, but I cannot get my hopes up. And to
Jane Spencer: How the heck did you find me?! I thought my disguise was perfect. HUMPH! I am using my prologue as an
English assignment, only altered slightly to prevent confoozelment of the teachers who have not played the greatest game
in the history of Nintendo! But all of my classmates who reviewed it thought it was really good, so I must not be too
incompetent .. Anyways, hopefully my chapters will expand in size as my story progresses, and I wont look so much like
a ninny against all of you, whose chapters make mine look like processed cheese, or I could cheat by using double spaced
font @. O. Oh yes, thanks again to Jane Spencer (yes, I know her) She is the censor person, and also the editor for
spelling errors.
Chapter V
Paradox
For a moment, everything seemed to sit still, as though time had stopped. I blinked a few times, to make sure the
image in front of me was real. In all the books on the Silvites I've read, I'd never heard of one coming back from the dead
before. Maybe there was something I'd missed, but now was not the time to think about it. I just stood there, waiting for
someone to do something, but I knew I had to get out of that room and on to the deck before my quarters were slashed
into bits. He was the first to attack.
In a fraction of a second, I had my scimitar out and easily blocked the attack with an array of sparks as the blow
tried to strike my head, then dashed out the door after my crew, and on the deck. The next thing I knew, I heard Sparks
chanting her special attack.
"Fire of might, I call upon the ancient force to destroy the foe! Falling Embers!" she shouted as she threw a handful of
chucking stars into the sky. As they fell, they burst into flame and landed in a circular pattern around the mysterious enemy.
Unfortunately, none of them hit.
As I was about to cast my most valued spell, Temptrulen, to slow the enemy, the stranger had begun his attack on
Sula. Just like a silvite. They always attack one person at a time. Sula was ready though. She had whipped out her sword
from its scabbard and had blocked the attack, but then as she turned around, he hit her from behind with eternum. She let
out a slight cry and was knocked unconscious.
"How dare you!" shrieked Sparks ", I'll get you for that!" So with that, she summoned the power Pyrulen. This time,
her aim was true.
As the blazing fire ceased, the form of the stranger came back into focus. Though to all of our surprise, he seemed to
be quite unharmed! He lunged out of the smoldering smoke and drove his sword strait through Karoe's heart.
There were several gasps that emitted from the ship, as everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Karoe
collapsed onto the hard deck with a soft thud onto her hands and knees. I heard Sparks and Emma whimper slightly, but I
knew better.
As the mysterious man backed away with a smirk of accomplishment on his face, Karoe lifted her head, to reveal
that she was giggling. He whipped his head around in shock as Karoe was soon filling the silence with gales of laughter.
For as she stood, there was a tear in her dress, and the wound sealed itself in an amazing display of green light. I knew
this would happen. Though I knew Karoe could not fight, she could heal herself, even mortal wounds.
"It's been a while! I never thought I'd see you again," she serenely said once she had stopped giggling.
"Wha . . . " That was all he had managed to sputter out. I also noticed that Sparks and Emma had looks of complete
befuddlement.
"But of course you would not remember. But I do. Let me refresh your memory. It was seven years ago and I was
only five . . . I remember working in the 'slave mines' in Moonstone Mountain. The soldiers were being exceptionally brutal
that day. I was too young to lift anything heavy, but they made me carry big tools anyway. I was so afraid, because I
knew that if I didn't do what they asked, they would punish me. I'd seen others after they'd been punished and it was
enough to freeze a soul" she shuddered slightly, and then went on, "I tried and tried to lift them even an inch, but I just
could not do it. The tools were heavy and cut at my hands like vicious steel traps," she said as she lifted her hands,
revealing numerous scars. Sparks had made a move to attack the silvery haired man while he was off guard, but I put my sword in front of
her, as a silent warning to stay away. I had made it a rule to never stab anyone in the back, from loopers to the most
deadly enemy.
"One of the guards saw me, and thought it would be amusing to strike. Just after he had hit me with the butt of his
sword, I saw you. You defended me. If it were not for you, he probably would have beaten me to death. I could see it in
his eyes. The next thing I knew a fight had broken out in the caves. I didn't see what happened then, but I heard something
violently hit the side of the cave, causing it to collapse. One of the boulders hit me, pinning me to the floor. I couldn't get the
stone off of me, and I was in so much pain. I thought that I was going to die. But you helped push the boulder off. You
thought I was already dead, though I thought I was too. After I was left there for a few minutes, I noticed I could stand up.
I felt . . . fine. I looked at my hands, which had been reduced to mere scars in a matter of minutes. I looked all around me,
so I could thank you, but you were no-where to be seen. Now I finally have the chance to!" when she had finished, she
looked at him for a moment, then frowned. "You have changed much," His eyes were wide open in shock for a moment,
but then scowled.
"I am no longer the person I was!" he had a voice filled with hatred and spite, "My soul purpose is to avenge Lord
Galcian! I WILL KILL ALL WHO STAND IN MY WAY!"
Galcian . . . that name . . .
He then cast some sort of attack and knocked Emma unconscious and knocking me off my feet. I blocked the next
attack as he savagely let loose one blow after another. I was finally able to get him off guard and send his sword flying.
Before he could even reach for it, I used my hand and sent if up and up until it became wedged in the crow's nest. While
he was looking at the sword, still shining in the eerie green moonlight, I high-kicked him square in the chest, knocking him of
his feet. I pointed my scimitar to his neck and with the most calm and strong voice I could muster, I spoke.
"You will tell me who you are, where you are from, and why you think I should spare your life after you attempted
to kill my crew. If you resist, I will kill you. If you lie, I will know, and I will kill you.
He said nothing for a moment, but rather looked at me with a stare of pure loathing.