Disclaimer: I don't own anyone in this story except Magicka.
Author's Notes: It's been awhile…school… relationships… and burning hatred… gets in the way of writing. Truthfully I am looking forward to finishing this story, but my Battle of the Bands fans… tough luck, I may never get to finish it. Anyways, I've been much more cranky and serious recently, so I may be more dramatic or less at certain points in my writing. In any case, if you think 'this is a porno chapter' you're a complete moron.
Ch. 5- Premonitions of an Enigma
"He was happy, though. I'm telling you, guy's a total freak"
"He was… happy?"
"Yeah, just glad his crew and those other two got away to mainland. The man started laughing."
"L…l…laughing?"
"Psycho, yeah"
Maxi couldn't help but listen in on the conversation. Yeah, the pirates had won, but he sacrificed his own freedom to let his crew, Talim, and the Link stranger go. He couldn't help but smile, whatever they could throw at him, he could resist, he only wondered how his companions were faring.
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He grasped the steel around his neck. Yes his three shards were safely strung upon his neck. Magicka had been traveling for quite some time now, and to no avail in gaining shards. It had been months since he last fought anyone, Nightmare, in this case. He wanted the feeling of a fresh, new battle, he wanted the taste of adrenaline in his veins. The man wanted action.
He was wandering through the forest… a more exact description he could not give. He would have guessed he was somewhere in Germany… it was then he heard the rustling of leaves near him. He quickly brought out the Enciphered Rage and listened for any more sounds. He saw some sort of crystal whizzing towards him, and a great flame until his view became dark, and he became as unconscious as one can be.
~*^*~
"Hell… it draws nearer…" this is all that echoed throughout the darkness. There he stood, bare savor no clothes in the complete darkness that surrounded him. His javelin was floating, surrounded by light, in front of him. He began to run to it, but as he ran to it, it only went farther away. He ran and he ran… then he jumped. He seemed to be flying as he firmly grasped the weapon in his left hand and firmly placed his feet upon the ground. His medium brown hair swayed with a cold wind that picked up.
He turned around, coming face to face with three people that were surrounded by light. They were bare as him, except one wore a green hat upon his head. There were two men, one with long blonde hair, and blue eyes, the other wore the green hat, and was considerably smaller. He too had blonde hair and blue eyes, and there was a darker skinned girl between them. They seemed familiar… but from where he did not know.
It was then they disappeared and he began to fall, all the black around seemed to vibrate as if from a massive earthquake. A metallic liquid began to form around him. As it formed, he was donned in a heavy armor, chained to the ground that he now landed. He was in a run down chapel, with a portal opened in front of him. The portal was more of a doorway, as he saw what was on the other side, a volcanic crag of earth, with lava flows seeable in the earth. His mentor Cervantes pulled him into the area, dragging rather, as he was left on the ground. There, Nightmare, Cervantes, and some sort of flaming beast stood side by side… then they reached their hands out and brought them towards his face.
~*^*~
He woke up. It was night, and he was tied to a tree. "What the hell happened…" he soon knew. All his belongings except the clothes on his back were gone. But it seemed the thief was a little under estimative, as he pulled out his Zephyr Wind dagger out of his hidden sheath and cut the cords the bound him. He realized his captor was very overconfident indeed, as a campfire was ablaze before him and the person was laying asleep not to far from it. "Steal from me will you…" he brought his dagger up and was ready to bring it down upon the person… then he stopped. Why was this so hard?
He noticed the young man who was asleep before him… he recognized him from somewhere… somewhere recent. Medium blonde hair, green clothes… where was that recognizable? It was then he felt something hit the back of his head hard, and he was thrown across the campsite. He quickly stood up and rubbed the back of his head. There was a young woman with some sort of blades… and a floating blue orb? "Thanks Navi… Link wake up!" The young man yawned opening his eyes, then saw the Magicka. He yelped and jumped up in front of her, unsheathing a sword and shield.
~*^*~
Sophitia stood there, with her arms crossed, staring into the high crescent moon. Kilik came up to her, "Sophitia… I thank you for joining us…" She turned to him "Where is Xianghua?" He answered simply, "She went into Athens market, getting supplies for our departure." She nodded, and watched him as he let her be… "I fear it has begun again… will you not return for the sake the light, Seigfried?"
Author's Notes: It's been awhile…school… relationships… and burning hatred… gets in the way of writing. Truthfully I am looking forward to finishing this story, but my Battle of the Bands fans… tough luck, I may never get to finish it. Anyways, I've been much more cranky and serious recently, so I may be more dramatic or less at certain points in my writing. In any case, if you think 'this is a porno chapter' you're a complete moron.
Ch. 5- Premonitions of an Enigma
"He was happy, though. I'm telling you, guy's a total freak"
"He was… happy?"
"Yeah, just glad his crew and those other two got away to mainland. The man started laughing."
"L…l…laughing?"
"Psycho, yeah"
Maxi couldn't help but listen in on the conversation. Yeah, the pirates had won, but he sacrificed his own freedom to let his crew, Talim, and the Link stranger go. He couldn't help but smile, whatever they could throw at him, he could resist, he only wondered how his companions were faring.
~*^*~
He grasped the steel around his neck. Yes his three shards were safely strung upon his neck. Magicka had been traveling for quite some time now, and to no avail in gaining shards. It had been months since he last fought anyone, Nightmare, in this case. He wanted the feeling of a fresh, new battle, he wanted the taste of adrenaline in his veins. The man wanted action.
He was wandering through the forest… a more exact description he could not give. He would have guessed he was somewhere in Germany… it was then he heard the rustling of leaves near him. He quickly brought out the Enciphered Rage and listened for any more sounds. He saw some sort of crystal whizzing towards him, and a great flame until his view became dark, and he became as unconscious as one can be.
~*^*~
"Hell… it draws nearer…" this is all that echoed throughout the darkness. There he stood, bare savor no clothes in the complete darkness that surrounded him. His javelin was floating, surrounded by light, in front of him. He began to run to it, but as he ran to it, it only went farther away. He ran and he ran… then he jumped. He seemed to be flying as he firmly grasped the weapon in his left hand and firmly placed his feet upon the ground. His medium brown hair swayed with a cold wind that picked up.
He turned around, coming face to face with three people that were surrounded by light. They were bare as him, except one wore a green hat upon his head. There were two men, one with long blonde hair, and blue eyes, the other wore the green hat, and was considerably smaller. He too had blonde hair and blue eyes, and there was a darker skinned girl between them. They seemed familiar… but from where he did not know.
It was then they disappeared and he began to fall, all the black around seemed to vibrate as if from a massive earthquake. A metallic liquid began to form around him. As it formed, he was donned in a heavy armor, chained to the ground that he now landed. He was in a run down chapel, with a portal opened in front of him. The portal was more of a doorway, as he saw what was on the other side, a volcanic crag of earth, with lava flows seeable in the earth. His mentor Cervantes pulled him into the area, dragging rather, as he was left on the ground. There, Nightmare, Cervantes, and some sort of flaming beast stood side by side… then they reached their hands out and brought them towards his face.
~*^*~
He woke up. It was night, and he was tied to a tree. "What the hell happened…" he soon knew. All his belongings except the clothes on his back were gone. But it seemed the thief was a little under estimative, as he pulled out his Zephyr Wind dagger out of his hidden sheath and cut the cords the bound him. He realized his captor was very overconfident indeed, as a campfire was ablaze before him and the person was laying asleep not to far from it. "Steal from me will you…" he brought his dagger up and was ready to bring it down upon the person… then he stopped. Why was this so hard?
He noticed the young man who was asleep before him… he recognized him from somewhere… somewhere recent. Medium blonde hair, green clothes… where was that recognizable? It was then he felt something hit the back of his head hard, and he was thrown across the campsite. He quickly stood up and rubbed the back of his head. There was a young woman with some sort of blades… and a floating blue orb? "Thanks Navi… Link wake up!" The young man yawned opening his eyes, then saw the Magicka. He yelped and jumped up in front of her, unsheathing a sword and shield.
~*^*~
Sophitia stood there, with her arms crossed, staring into the high crescent moon. Kilik came up to her, "Sophitia… I thank you for joining us…" She turned to him "Where is Xianghua?" He answered simply, "She went into Athens market, getting supplies for our departure." She nodded, and watched him as he let her be… "I fear it has begun again… will you not return for the sake the light, Seigfried?"