* ssp47's Corner * Thank you Amanda Swiftgold, Jeriana Sedai for the
reviews! I'm glad you two both like it a whole lot but here's the bad
thing about it. I got a lot of work on my paws and I've had little time
to write recently. Plus I haven't updated this story since a couple days
ago and I started it last spring, so a lot of time has passed since this
was updated. I'm gonna try and work harder to keep it updated but I've
also got a zillion other ideas on my head waiting to be written and
they're all original. I could make this into a sequel, who knows. Anyways
enough prattling. HAPPY THANKSGIVING YA'LL!!!!!
CHAPTER 10: "Last Tear of Faith"
"Curse this cold weather. As soon as the Winglies are destroyed I'll be sure to melt this God forsaken land with my blazing fists of fury." The traveler stopped in his tracks and gazed at the sky for a moment. Then he cast his hard eyes across the snow, only finding figures caked in the white cold. "Where the heck am I?" He muttered in irritation. "I swear to the Gods I must've seen forests like this tens and thousands of times. Curse the Winglies and their magic. I'll freeze in hell before I find that Fort."
Clouds covered the sun and it only seemed to grow colder. It had taken him longer than he thought to leave that prison and enter the realms of Gloriano.
Kanzas tilted his head to the side for a moment. A swift cut of wind broke the silence of the earth. Kanzas watched in helplessness as an arrow swirled through the air and cut through his skin. It stopped perfectly, in the dead center of his palm. Kanzas roared in anger and he carefully broke the middle of the weapon. Stinging terribly, he pulled out the other end. A perfect hole was in his palm.
"Who dares cross this territory of Gloriano?" A hard feminine voice demanded.
Kanzas lifted his eyes as the sun appeared from the clouds. The rays shown on the perfect figure of a women in dark brown leggings with calf high boots, a peasant's top that dropped over her shoulders and a dark brown vest that she wore tightly around her waist. Thick leather guards covered her arms and the middles of her fingers. An emerald cloak covered the rest of her body.
Her skin was fair and soft. Her neck was thin and strong. Her face was long and very thing. Her cheekbones rose to the tops of her skin. Her eyes were dark green, the prettiest eyes Kanzas had ever seen and her hair, red as the sun after a spectacular sunset. An emerald cloak covered the rest of her body. Her arms were poised with her bow and arrow to strike again, at her will.
She was the princess of the forests, the heroine of leaders of old. She was above the women of the present, demanding respect and dominion over all she came across, though her eyes were calm and peaceful. Grace swept over her like the wind through her hair. Her name was Shirley.
"Who dares shoots an arrow through the hand of an unarmed man?"
Shirley's arms fell slowly.
"I am Shirley of Aris, the daughter of the leader of men, Emperor Diaz."
Kanzas stared hard for a moment in disbelief, but she was equipped with the grace and poise of a daughter of kings.
"I have heard of Emperor Diaz, but never did my ears know that he owned a daughter."
"It is so. I still have yet to learn of your identity, sir and your purpose. Speak now for I am not alone in my guard." She raised her bow again and Kanzas saw through the shadows, other arrows armed and ready to fly at any given signal.
"I am called Kanzas. I am here to join Lord Diaz's arm for the liberation of the humans and the destruction of the Winglies." At his words guards appeared from their posts and surrounded Kanzas.
"Many a man has spoken thine own words, sir. But I am afraid you must see to Lord Diaz fro such a request." Shirley spoke in more of a calm voice. "Follow us through these forests, I shall bring you to him."
~*~
The Red dragon proved to be more of a match than Zeig or any warrior bargained for. Its fire and wrath was more than any normal man could with stand. Shields were blackened and swords melted. The sun seemed to glow red for such an occasion.
Rose waved her rapier at her side and panted, breathing in cold oxygen that filled and shivered her lungs with it's freezing coldness. Her eyes and hair dripped in sweat, and her leather attire seemed to absorb the fluids of her body. * This is pathetic. What can humans do to tame such a beast? * She thought. She cast her eyes to Zeig who had also drenched himself in the fluids and sweat of his body.
"You still continue to stand against it? It does not hear your sword, Zeig. It will not yield." She called to him. Zeig looked back with frustration over his brows and fury in his eyes. His sword felt heavy in his hand, his back ached and his arms screamed for mercy. Rose's words stung like the ice that froze his lungs.
The Red dragon reared on its hind legs and tilted its mighty head back. The jaws of the monster opened and fire swarmed together.
"It's aiming for the Fort!" Zeig yelled. He gripped his sword and cast his eyes to heaven. It all seemed so hopeless. They were all only human and they were about to take on the greatest being ever to exist on the Endiness. Everything was in the enemy's hands. Everything was against them. Where could he find the faith and strength to become like they were, immortal? The tries and efforts were useless. It all would end in vain. The Gods weren't on their side and his only hope was about to defeat all their hopes of ever trying to stand up to their opponents.
"Gods!" Zeig cried standing. "Return to us salvation!" The fire burst in the fury of anger. Zeig charged toward it, his sword flying over his shoulder. The Red dragon thrust his head towards the earth as the fire continued to charge over its back. * No! I've sacrificed too much to loose now! I wont loose! * He leapt from the ground and landed, not bothering with balance, and lifted his sword high above the Red dragon's eye.
Below Rose saw the brilliance of red light as the sword of Zeig flew through the barrier of the dragon's eyes. A low and loud roar rippled though the earth. The ground shook beneath her feet and she was forced to fall on her knees. The light grew brighter until Rose was sure she would loose her sight to its brilliance.
Slowly it all dimmed and fell silent. Rose lowered her arm from her eyes and saw Zeig standing, encircled about by a pillar of fire. Through the flames she could see that Zeig had took on a new form. He looked much stronger and built than she remembered. The fire cooled on crimson protection. It was a deep crimson, armor that covered his entire body and wings that sprouted from his back. A ruby gem, centered in his armor, flashed a blinding brightness and then Zeig lost his new for of armor, to his old.
He went for his knees and collapsed on the snow, clutching a small round orb. Rose ran to his side and fell to her knees.
"Zeig." She said slowly.
"We've done it Rose, the Gods finally heard us." Zeig replied weakly. He sat up on his knees and clumsily raised his arm and opened his fist. The red ruby orb glowed quietly in his hand. "It's a gift of the dragon. The dragon's soul and magic is in this orb. I can do it now, I found the path to our freedom." He smiled and rested his forehead on her shoulder. Rose was taken back by this but did not move.
"Zeig,"
"Rose, I have become immortal. I found the magic needed in my veins, just as you said."
Rose closed Zeig's fist and shook her head softly.
"You almost paid a terrible price for that power. I hope that it is worth your life if you are to throw it away like that again."
"I wont have to Rose, I wont have to."
Rose lifted her eyes up to the sun and on the ledge above them she thought she almost saw a man watching them below. "Diaz."
Diaz smiled warmly and nodded.
"Finally it has begun."
reviews! I'm glad you two both like it a whole lot but here's the bad
thing about it. I got a lot of work on my paws and I've had little time
to write recently. Plus I haven't updated this story since a couple days
ago and I started it last spring, so a lot of time has passed since this
was updated. I'm gonna try and work harder to keep it updated but I've
also got a zillion other ideas on my head waiting to be written and
they're all original. I could make this into a sequel, who knows. Anyways
enough prattling. HAPPY THANKSGIVING YA'LL!!!!!
CHAPTER 10: "Last Tear of Faith"
"Curse this cold weather. As soon as the Winglies are destroyed I'll be sure to melt this God forsaken land with my blazing fists of fury." The traveler stopped in his tracks and gazed at the sky for a moment. Then he cast his hard eyes across the snow, only finding figures caked in the white cold. "Where the heck am I?" He muttered in irritation. "I swear to the Gods I must've seen forests like this tens and thousands of times. Curse the Winglies and their magic. I'll freeze in hell before I find that Fort."
Clouds covered the sun and it only seemed to grow colder. It had taken him longer than he thought to leave that prison and enter the realms of Gloriano.
Kanzas tilted his head to the side for a moment. A swift cut of wind broke the silence of the earth. Kanzas watched in helplessness as an arrow swirled through the air and cut through his skin. It stopped perfectly, in the dead center of his palm. Kanzas roared in anger and he carefully broke the middle of the weapon. Stinging terribly, he pulled out the other end. A perfect hole was in his palm.
"Who dares cross this territory of Gloriano?" A hard feminine voice demanded.
Kanzas lifted his eyes as the sun appeared from the clouds. The rays shown on the perfect figure of a women in dark brown leggings with calf high boots, a peasant's top that dropped over her shoulders and a dark brown vest that she wore tightly around her waist. Thick leather guards covered her arms and the middles of her fingers. An emerald cloak covered the rest of her body.
Her skin was fair and soft. Her neck was thin and strong. Her face was long and very thing. Her cheekbones rose to the tops of her skin. Her eyes were dark green, the prettiest eyes Kanzas had ever seen and her hair, red as the sun after a spectacular sunset. An emerald cloak covered the rest of her body. Her arms were poised with her bow and arrow to strike again, at her will.
She was the princess of the forests, the heroine of leaders of old. She was above the women of the present, demanding respect and dominion over all she came across, though her eyes were calm and peaceful. Grace swept over her like the wind through her hair. Her name was Shirley.
"Who dares shoots an arrow through the hand of an unarmed man?"
Shirley's arms fell slowly.
"I am Shirley of Aris, the daughter of the leader of men, Emperor Diaz."
Kanzas stared hard for a moment in disbelief, but she was equipped with the grace and poise of a daughter of kings.
"I have heard of Emperor Diaz, but never did my ears know that he owned a daughter."
"It is so. I still have yet to learn of your identity, sir and your purpose. Speak now for I am not alone in my guard." She raised her bow again and Kanzas saw through the shadows, other arrows armed and ready to fly at any given signal.
"I am called Kanzas. I am here to join Lord Diaz's arm for the liberation of the humans and the destruction of the Winglies." At his words guards appeared from their posts and surrounded Kanzas.
"Many a man has spoken thine own words, sir. But I am afraid you must see to Lord Diaz fro such a request." Shirley spoke in more of a calm voice. "Follow us through these forests, I shall bring you to him."
~*~
The Red dragon proved to be more of a match than Zeig or any warrior bargained for. Its fire and wrath was more than any normal man could with stand. Shields were blackened and swords melted. The sun seemed to glow red for such an occasion.
Rose waved her rapier at her side and panted, breathing in cold oxygen that filled and shivered her lungs with it's freezing coldness. Her eyes and hair dripped in sweat, and her leather attire seemed to absorb the fluids of her body. * This is pathetic. What can humans do to tame such a beast? * She thought. She cast her eyes to Zeig who had also drenched himself in the fluids and sweat of his body.
"You still continue to stand against it? It does not hear your sword, Zeig. It will not yield." She called to him. Zeig looked back with frustration over his brows and fury in his eyes. His sword felt heavy in his hand, his back ached and his arms screamed for mercy. Rose's words stung like the ice that froze his lungs.
The Red dragon reared on its hind legs and tilted its mighty head back. The jaws of the monster opened and fire swarmed together.
"It's aiming for the Fort!" Zeig yelled. He gripped his sword and cast his eyes to heaven. It all seemed so hopeless. They were all only human and they were about to take on the greatest being ever to exist on the Endiness. Everything was in the enemy's hands. Everything was against them. Where could he find the faith and strength to become like they were, immortal? The tries and efforts were useless. It all would end in vain. The Gods weren't on their side and his only hope was about to defeat all their hopes of ever trying to stand up to their opponents.
"Gods!" Zeig cried standing. "Return to us salvation!" The fire burst in the fury of anger. Zeig charged toward it, his sword flying over his shoulder. The Red dragon thrust his head towards the earth as the fire continued to charge over its back. * No! I've sacrificed too much to loose now! I wont loose! * He leapt from the ground and landed, not bothering with balance, and lifted his sword high above the Red dragon's eye.
Below Rose saw the brilliance of red light as the sword of Zeig flew through the barrier of the dragon's eyes. A low and loud roar rippled though the earth. The ground shook beneath her feet and she was forced to fall on her knees. The light grew brighter until Rose was sure she would loose her sight to its brilliance.
Slowly it all dimmed and fell silent. Rose lowered her arm from her eyes and saw Zeig standing, encircled about by a pillar of fire. Through the flames she could see that Zeig had took on a new form. He looked much stronger and built than she remembered. The fire cooled on crimson protection. It was a deep crimson, armor that covered his entire body and wings that sprouted from his back. A ruby gem, centered in his armor, flashed a blinding brightness and then Zeig lost his new for of armor, to his old.
He went for his knees and collapsed on the snow, clutching a small round orb. Rose ran to his side and fell to her knees.
"Zeig." She said slowly.
"We've done it Rose, the Gods finally heard us." Zeig replied weakly. He sat up on his knees and clumsily raised his arm and opened his fist. The red ruby orb glowed quietly in his hand. "It's a gift of the dragon. The dragon's soul and magic is in this orb. I can do it now, I found the path to our freedom." He smiled and rested his forehead on her shoulder. Rose was taken back by this but did not move.
"Zeig,"
"Rose, I have become immortal. I found the magic needed in my veins, just as you said."
Rose closed Zeig's fist and shook her head softly.
"You almost paid a terrible price for that power. I hope that it is worth your life if you are to throw it away like that again."
"I wont have to Rose, I wont have to."
Rose lifted her eyes up to the sun and on the ledge above them she thought she almost saw a man watching them below. "Diaz."
Diaz smiled warmly and nodded.
"Finally it has begun."