*Ok, here I am again with the next chapter, I hope that my fans enjoy this
chapter JACKIE AMALSY!!! I OWE YOU MY LIFE! You helped me so much, and you
don't even know me that well, so I just wanna say thanks. Ok, just one more
thing first. I don't really remember the words spoken between Toan and the
old dude, so I'm going to have to improvise, if you all don't mind. Ok then
here ya go*
Chapter two, Why do I have to be the Hero...
Darkness surrounded the area that Toan's body laid. Around him, there seemed to be neither floor, nor ceiling.
"Young one..." A voice spoke softly, the voice old and frail, though still sounding youthful at the same time. Toan's body stirred, but the boy did not awaken.
"Young one, please, awaken, the fate of the world rests on you shoulders" The voice spoke again. This time Toan moved to get up. Toan face was charred and covered in dirt, but other then that, Toan was completely unharmed by the original attack, wait...the attack!
"Paige! Mom! Where are they?!" Toan yelled looking around the blackness that surrounded him.
"Calm down boy, you have no reason to fret, they are safe" The voice said again. Now that Toan could see, he could finally put a face and body to the voice. In front of him was an old man, with grey hair poking out of various points of his hat, which was a sort of yellowish white and seemed to one that a bishop would wear, his face was wrinkled with age, but his eyes held the mischievous glint that Toan had only truly seen in Gina. The man wore robes of white and yellow, with various designs on the front and sides. Finally, in his left hand, the man held a wooden staff that held a green gem at the top. Toan adjusted his green hat and fixed his poncho, and stood looking at the man before him.
"Are, you sure they're alright?" Toan asked looking at the man.
"Yes, now listen boy, I need to speak to you now" The old man said, a bit of impatience in his voice.
"Ok...but first, who are you?" Toan asked looking at the old man.
"I am called many things, but I think you should call me by the name the mortals have given me, I am the Fairy King" The Fairy King said, "Now do not ask questions, I must speak, you can never learn anything if you do not listen".
"Right, um...sorry, continue, um, your majesty..." Toan said looking at the face of the King.
"Right, now then, listen well to my words young one, for our fate lies in the balance. Long ago, there was a war, a war that shook the very balance of the world" The King spoke with a different voice, In it, a young man created a Demon, this Demon wrecked havoc on the entire world, after a while people began to call it the Dark Genie. But in the midst of the chaos, a band of people, the Moon People, came and sealed the genie in a caldron of magic, so that it would torment us no longer. Now, it seems that people of the West have revived him...for military purposes no doubt. Now, to why I am telling you this, you see, last night, the thing that attacked you and your village, was the Dark Genie..." The Fairy King just looked at Toan, looking for some type of reaction.
Toan looked at the man, confused, and angered all the same. Toan hardly ever got angry, but when he did, it wasn't pretty.
"You...You've got to be kidding me! How is this possible!!!?" Toan yelled grabbing the Fairy King by the robe.
"I can see why you are angry, but you do not have to take it out on me" He said as he looked at Toan, almost unconcerned.
"Just answer me this, Where're my friends, and my mother..." Toan said, though his voice was still light, his words were sharp and hard like a blade.
"I will tell you, but I need you do something for me"
"What's that?" Toan asked.
"Could you...put me down please?" In Toan's anger, he hadn't realized that he had picked the King up by the robe.
"...Sorry" Toan said as he put him down.
"Tis fine, but we have no time for apologies, now then, once again listen well, I have met with my counsel about this mater, and we have decided to intervene" He spoke once again regally. "We have decided that we must send a champion to defend your world, and that champion...is you Toan".
Toan just looked to the man, as if he were completely crazy.
"But as to you're mother, and you're friends, they are fine, just before the Dark Genie attacked, I put them, and there belongings, into magical spheres, called Atla, so you have nothing to fear" The King said with a smile.
"...You, expect me to...save the world?" Toan asked almost sarcastically.
"Yes...You are our only hope"
"Why me!?" Toan yelled freaking out, "Why do I have to be the Hero! Take Macho! He's so much stronger then I am!"
"No Toan, you, Macho may be strong, but only someone of a pure heart has even a ghost of a chance to defeat the Dark Genie!" The king said strongly. Toan was now very scared, he didn't want to fight. Sure, every person in the village was trained to fight in one way or another, as a means of protection, but Toan was never prepared to actually fight. Toan's hand absentmindedly moved to the hilt of his dagger. Each person was trained in a different weapon. Toan, by the request of his mother, was taught in the art of sword fighting.
"Toan...I can tell that you in you're heart believe that this is the right choice..." the king said quietly.
"Al-Alright, I'll do it, I guess...I really do not have much of a choice...do I?" Toan asked almost hopefully.
"No...I'm afraid not" The king said gravely, Toan internally groaned, he never wanted this, sure he wanted to one day leave the village, but not like this...but everyone...his mother...Macho...Gena...Paige...He had to do it!
"Ok, so what now" Toan asked as he looked to the King, a new determination in his eyes.
"Now I will lie upon you one of our worlds most powerful artifacts, The Atlamillia!" The king's staff began to glow, it light making Toan shield his eyes. The light turned into many gold lights that flew from the staff and hovered in the air for a while. Toan looked up and saw them hanging there, unmoving, then, all at once, the moved forward and landed right on Toan's left hand. The light grew and made Toan turn away once again, and then it left. Toan slowly turned his head and looked at his hand, a gasp escaped his lips. There, in the middle of his glove, was a bright purple stone taking up almost the entire size of the top of his hand. Around it was a blue rim, and inside the stone where many dancing and moving lights.
"That is the true power or us fairies" The King said proudly with a giant smile.
"Making jewelry?" Toan asked sarcastically, earning him a new bump on the top of his head, courtesy of the Kings staff, "Ow! Ok I'm sorry!"
"Though we are good at that, ahem, that is special; it holds power you've never imagined" The King said after regaining his composure.
"Ok, I understand, sorry" Toan said apologetically rubbing his head.
"Now, we must hurry" The king said as he turned and motioned for Toan to come to him. Toan walked forward, his eyes still on the Atlamillia. A bright light came from in front of them, Toan looked up to see it quickly, be fore he had to shield his eyes once again. The light engulfed them...
When Toan opened his eyes he looked around him. Brown stone walls stood on all four sides on this...this barren wasteland that was once his home. Toan's eyes began to water, but he quickly shook it off.
"Yes Toan...this is your home, this is Norune Village..." The king said.
"Now listen, I will leave you here, but you must remember this, never, ever, give into the power of darkness, for it may one day engulf you, and with that, I bid you farewell" and with the he and his voice disappeared in the wind. Toan looked around, and saw a small flower grown into the ground, he smiled as he bent over too it. A voice filled the air.
"Listen, do you hear it, it's the voice of the earth, Toan...use the Atlamillia to bring peace back to the world, rebuild the world, and even make it better then it was before..."
*Well it took me a while huh, yeah I'm sorry for the long delay, I got sidetracked with my other story, but I hope this is to your liking, and I'm sorry for giving Toan a bit of an attitude there, I just had to give him a bit more personality, u know? Well anyway, hope ya liked it R&R, later!*
Chapter two, Why do I have to be the Hero...
Darkness surrounded the area that Toan's body laid. Around him, there seemed to be neither floor, nor ceiling.
"Young one..." A voice spoke softly, the voice old and frail, though still sounding youthful at the same time. Toan's body stirred, but the boy did not awaken.
"Young one, please, awaken, the fate of the world rests on you shoulders" The voice spoke again. This time Toan moved to get up. Toan face was charred and covered in dirt, but other then that, Toan was completely unharmed by the original attack, wait...the attack!
"Paige! Mom! Where are they?!" Toan yelled looking around the blackness that surrounded him.
"Calm down boy, you have no reason to fret, they are safe" The voice said again. Now that Toan could see, he could finally put a face and body to the voice. In front of him was an old man, with grey hair poking out of various points of his hat, which was a sort of yellowish white and seemed to one that a bishop would wear, his face was wrinkled with age, but his eyes held the mischievous glint that Toan had only truly seen in Gina. The man wore robes of white and yellow, with various designs on the front and sides. Finally, in his left hand, the man held a wooden staff that held a green gem at the top. Toan adjusted his green hat and fixed his poncho, and stood looking at the man before him.
"Are, you sure they're alright?" Toan asked looking at the man.
"Yes, now listen boy, I need to speak to you now" The old man said, a bit of impatience in his voice.
"Ok...but first, who are you?" Toan asked looking at the old man.
"I am called many things, but I think you should call me by the name the mortals have given me, I am the Fairy King" The Fairy King said, "Now do not ask questions, I must speak, you can never learn anything if you do not listen".
"Right, um...sorry, continue, um, your majesty..." Toan said looking at the face of the King.
"Right, now then, listen well to my words young one, for our fate lies in the balance. Long ago, there was a war, a war that shook the very balance of the world" The King spoke with a different voice, In it, a young man created a Demon, this Demon wrecked havoc on the entire world, after a while people began to call it the Dark Genie. But in the midst of the chaos, a band of people, the Moon People, came and sealed the genie in a caldron of magic, so that it would torment us no longer. Now, it seems that people of the West have revived him...for military purposes no doubt. Now, to why I am telling you this, you see, last night, the thing that attacked you and your village, was the Dark Genie..." The Fairy King just looked at Toan, looking for some type of reaction.
Toan looked at the man, confused, and angered all the same. Toan hardly ever got angry, but when he did, it wasn't pretty.
"You...You've got to be kidding me! How is this possible!!!?" Toan yelled grabbing the Fairy King by the robe.
"I can see why you are angry, but you do not have to take it out on me" He said as he looked at Toan, almost unconcerned.
"Just answer me this, Where're my friends, and my mother..." Toan said, though his voice was still light, his words were sharp and hard like a blade.
"I will tell you, but I need you do something for me"
"What's that?" Toan asked.
"Could you...put me down please?" In Toan's anger, he hadn't realized that he had picked the King up by the robe.
"...Sorry" Toan said as he put him down.
"Tis fine, but we have no time for apologies, now then, once again listen well, I have met with my counsel about this mater, and we have decided to intervene" He spoke once again regally. "We have decided that we must send a champion to defend your world, and that champion...is you Toan".
Toan just looked to the man, as if he were completely crazy.
"But as to you're mother, and you're friends, they are fine, just before the Dark Genie attacked, I put them, and there belongings, into magical spheres, called Atla, so you have nothing to fear" The King said with a smile.
"...You, expect me to...save the world?" Toan asked almost sarcastically.
"Yes...You are our only hope"
"Why me!?" Toan yelled freaking out, "Why do I have to be the Hero! Take Macho! He's so much stronger then I am!"
"No Toan, you, Macho may be strong, but only someone of a pure heart has even a ghost of a chance to defeat the Dark Genie!" The king said strongly. Toan was now very scared, he didn't want to fight. Sure, every person in the village was trained to fight in one way or another, as a means of protection, but Toan was never prepared to actually fight. Toan's hand absentmindedly moved to the hilt of his dagger. Each person was trained in a different weapon. Toan, by the request of his mother, was taught in the art of sword fighting.
"Toan...I can tell that you in you're heart believe that this is the right choice..." the king said quietly.
"Al-Alright, I'll do it, I guess...I really do not have much of a choice...do I?" Toan asked almost hopefully.
"No...I'm afraid not" The king said gravely, Toan internally groaned, he never wanted this, sure he wanted to one day leave the village, but not like this...but everyone...his mother...Macho...Gena...Paige...He had to do it!
"Ok, so what now" Toan asked as he looked to the King, a new determination in his eyes.
"Now I will lie upon you one of our worlds most powerful artifacts, The Atlamillia!" The king's staff began to glow, it light making Toan shield his eyes. The light turned into many gold lights that flew from the staff and hovered in the air for a while. Toan looked up and saw them hanging there, unmoving, then, all at once, the moved forward and landed right on Toan's left hand. The light grew and made Toan turn away once again, and then it left. Toan slowly turned his head and looked at his hand, a gasp escaped his lips. There, in the middle of his glove, was a bright purple stone taking up almost the entire size of the top of his hand. Around it was a blue rim, and inside the stone where many dancing and moving lights.
"That is the true power or us fairies" The King said proudly with a giant smile.
"Making jewelry?" Toan asked sarcastically, earning him a new bump on the top of his head, courtesy of the Kings staff, "Ow! Ok I'm sorry!"
"Though we are good at that, ahem, that is special; it holds power you've never imagined" The King said after regaining his composure.
"Ok, I understand, sorry" Toan said apologetically rubbing his head.
"Now, we must hurry" The king said as he turned and motioned for Toan to come to him. Toan walked forward, his eyes still on the Atlamillia. A bright light came from in front of them, Toan looked up to see it quickly, be fore he had to shield his eyes once again. The light engulfed them...
When Toan opened his eyes he looked around him. Brown stone walls stood on all four sides on this...this barren wasteland that was once his home. Toan's eyes began to water, but he quickly shook it off.
"Yes Toan...this is your home, this is Norune Village..." The king said.
"Now listen, I will leave you here, but you must remember this, never, ever, give into the power of darkness, for it may one day engulf you, and with that, I bid you farewell" and with the he and his voice disappeared in the wind. Toan looked around, and saw a small flower grown into the ground, he smiled as he bent over too it. A voice filled the air.
"Listen, do you hear it, it's the voice of the earth, Toan...use the Atlamillia to bring peace back to the world, rebuild the world, and even make it better then it was before..."
*Well it took me a while huh, yeah I'm sorry for the long delay, I got sidetracked with my other story, but I hope this is to your liking, and I'm sorry for giving Toan a bit of an attitude there, I just had to give him a bit more personality, u know? Well anyway, hope ya liked it R&R, later!*