Quite some time passed before Myria felt strong enough to walk. She was
relaying any information she had about her parents to the others. "Aeron,
our parents are being held in a place they call the Black room. The war is
being started by the Black Rebels and not the Enemy King. It seems like
he's actually being held captive by the Rebels. That's about all I know.
We have to save our parents and save the King. If not, I'm sure there's
going to be all out war and no one will be at peace!"
Trying to get up once again, she stumbled but Tier was there to hold on. "You alright."
Myria looked up at Tier. She nodded, "I'm fine."
Tier watched as Myria slowly started walking, her wounds had closed and with the help of Brent's potions, even the deeper wounds were healed but the new muscles and tired body parts just wouldn't work as well as they would be if she had rested enough. "Look Myria —"
Myria stopped him and pointed towards a large chamber. Inside, they saw many soldiers, but these were wearing white bandanas and suits customary to a knight's. There weren't too much that they couldn't handle and most of them seemed to have been in an earlier fight. Injuries were donned by all knights, some so serious that they were definitely close to death. Soyee walked forward without thinking and the group hesitantly followed her.
The knights watched as the strangers walked up to them. The young acolyte was looking at one of their injured comrades. Watching her, they realized that she was healing the injured man. They clamored over to her and watched more intently, hoping that she would heal them all. Brent decided to help out by handing out red potions. Many of the man did not speak English and instead muttered their thanks in another tongue. The only man who did not walk over to Brent and Soyee was a tall black haired young man with strong noble features.
Tier watched this man as he walked towards him. "I never thought I'd see you again."
Coldly the tall man stood a few feet away from Tier. He took out his sword and pointed it at Tier. "I'd never thought you'd give me another chance to kill you."
Tier sighed and shook his head, "I will not attack another man who's injured."
The young man laughed, "But I'm still able to defeat you this time, injury or no. I suggest you defend yourself."
Tier narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "I'll not fight you."
Aeron watched this scene with amusement. This was something that he had not expected. Nallia was tired with this and started walking around the room, hoping the black knight would not notice her examining him. When she finally rounded the room, she also noticed a door which lead to another room. Turning the handle, she almost opened the door before the knight intercepted her and growled, "Get away from there, you're not allowed in."
Before she could respond though, she heard a old aged voice say, "Who is it Renold?"
The knight shook his head and said, "No one your highness, just a pack of rats. I'll exterminate them for you."
"Hey now—" Nallia began.
Before the knight or Nallia could say anything, the door opened and the group saw an old man standing before them. Tall and majestic even for his age, the man donned a crown and the robes of the Eastern house.
"Dart."
The knight bowed and walked to support the old king. "Who are these people?"
"Sire, they are people of no importance."
The man stared at Dart and did not stop staring. Clearing his throat, the man repeated, "Who are these people? And don't make me repeat myself again."
The knight bowed deeply, "My apologies your highness, they are..." His face turned red and he looked at the group of people. Looking over at Tier, he cleared his throat and said, "That man there was the One."
Tier looked at the old man with disdain. Walking gracefully up to him, he bowed slightly and looked up at the man. The Eastern King glared at Tier. "What are you doing here? Have they stooped this low? Will you kill an old man while under arrest and unable to fight back?"
Tier stared at the man. A moment passed and he laughed. "Who do you think I am that I will do such things? We have met before, your majesty, you know what I can do. If I were to do what you accuse me of, I would have done it by now." Looking over at the Dart, Tier continued, "We are here to see what we can do to help you."
Dart scoffed at Tier, "Help? Help?! I do not think you are here to help but to bring us more misery."
"We have our differences but our two countries are now at peace. I wish to keep this peace. You have your memories of the past, but so do I. We know about the rebels, we know they are the ones who would raise war. We are to stop this." Tier said.
The Eastern King shook his head and retreated into his room. Dart followed after him giving Tier a cold stare. Myria walked up to Tier and looked at him. Staring at the door, Tier merely nodded to acknowledge her . "What are we to do now?" she asked.
"I don't know."
Suddenly a large explosion rocked the whole room. Rubble started showering down on the injured and the others. Tier covered Myria, pushing her away from the gaping hole in the wall. "Myria, stay close."
Issuing forth from the hole, a collection of soldiers came into their visibility. Mages were stationed on the interior of the group while swordsmen and knights led the attack. Special acolytes stood in the back to aid in the attack. The injured soldiers were immediately attacked and the rest of the group tried to defend them.
"Aeron watch out!" Bringing his hammer up, Brent smashed an enemy soldiers' hand and left him unconscious on the floor. Taking out her arrows, Nallia shot the soldiers on the shoulder blades or in the foot. Leaving the wounded, she continued to protect Soyee. Soyee was busy bringing the wounded to safety and trying to aid the battle along.
Tier and Myria combined their magic to push the soldiers back. Bringing a firewall up around their enemy, the two protected the wounded and injured the offenders. An enemy archer's arrow shot through the barrier and before he could defend himself, Tier caught an arrow in his chest. Falling down, a portion of the barrier fell. Myria screamed and used her magic to push the barrier back up. Bending down, she examined Tier's wound.
Tier was starting to feel quite dizzy. The wound was poisoned and he couldn't stop his legs from giving out. "Myria..." Lapsing into unconsciousness, the last thing he saw was a soldier standing before him.
Waking up, he looked frantically around. He was in a white room. There was no door, nor any windows. Memories rose in his mind. He had been in this room before. He had seen this place somewhere, but where?
Looking down at his wound, he was surprised to find there was no wound anymore. Someone had saved him, but how? Getting up off the bed, he stood and took a moment to regain his balance.
"Ah you're awake." A cold hand touched Tier's back. Turning back in surprise, he saw to his amazement, Annie and Timothy, Myria and Aeron's parents.
"You're...you're both alive!" Tier stepped back and stared at the couple. Dressed also in white, the two almost blended in with their surroundings. Timothy's flaming hair stood out the most and his face was unusually pale.
"Tier...we know how you've been protecting the two of them. Please tell them we love them." Confused, he intended to walk closer to them but Timothy put his arm up. "Tell them our story. Teach them and please..." Annie continued, "Take close care of Myria for us. She'll be especially hurt when she hears."
Suddenly the white room disappeared and so did the couple. Dazed, he blinked to get rid of the afterimage. Once his eyes adjusted to the light, Tier's hand found two tomb stones. The person who created the tombstones had an incredible talent in art and had decorated them with animals and plants. "Timothy...Annie...?"
Nallia and Soyee looked around the room that they were trapped in. They didn't know where they were or when they had got there, but it seemed like the room went on forever. There were no other walls except for the one behind them but they felt like they were in a room. It was dark but the ceiling sparkled with light. Feeling about them for the ground, they were uncertain as to whether or not they were standing or lying down.
"Where are we?" Soyee asked. Nallia shook her head. Examining the floor, she sat down. To her surprise, she felt warmth coming from the floor. Suddenly the warmth spread and the whole room seemed to be getting hotter.
"Nallia... I don't like this."
Soyee suddenly fell to her knees and she looked up to find her grandmother smiling down at her. "Your father always said you would become an acolyte. I remember raising your father. He was always such a kind boy. Always helping others... even if he had the ability to do more. When the Great War came along, I was surprised that he would fight in it. Especially with the King!"
"Grandmamma?" Soyee trembled. "Is that you?"
"Yes dear. You're going to be just as great as your father, don't forget that."
A figure appeared beside Soyee's grandma. Dressed in a long mage's robe, Nallia saw someone from her past. Someone she cared about.
"Daddy? Daddy you're alive!" Tears spilled from the huntress' eyes and she started running towards the figure. The man smiled sweetly but stopped his daughter from coming closer then two meters. "Nallia darling. How are you?"
"I'm fine. Are you alright?"
The man's smile widened and he raised a hand. Light started filtering into the room and he said, "I missed you, but now it's time for you two to go." The room started to disappear and before they knew it, they found themselves in a boiler room. Looking around, Nallia was frustrated to find that her father and Soyee's grandmother was not there.
Aeron and Myria were playing in rooms when they heard their mother laughing out loud. Curious, they walked outside and found their father tickling her. "Mama..." Myria waddled towards her mother and the woman pushed her husband away gently. Taking Myria in her arms, Annie kissed her on the forehead. "Darling, what are you two doing out here?"
Timothy picked up Aeron in his strong arms and started to walk out the door. Turning around he said, "Come on! Are we going to the park today or what?"
Smiling, Annie and Myria followed them. That day they played in the park until it started to get dark. Neighbors joined them in a large barbecue and everyone had lots of fun. At the end of the day, Annie and Timothy watched Myria and Aeron sleep in their separate beds. "I missed you two so much." Said Annie. Hugging Timothy they started walking out the door, "But know that we'll always look after you. Always." Tears spilled from their eyes as they closed the door.
Brent watched as the soldiers' faces twisted. Some withered on the ground while others screamed in pain. Looking in confusion, he saw Myria perform a Napalm Balm on a nearby soldier and Tier was unconscious on the floor. Nallia fought others while they were weak and Soyee healed the injuries of their friends. Aeron was stunned at the soldier's sudden defeat and that was when a white light engulfed them all. Everyone was consumed in the light. But when Brent woke up, he saw that the soldiers were all either unconscious or dead.
Walking among them, he located his comrades and started shaking them awake. The Easter King's soldiers all woke and started towards their king's chamber to see if he's alright. Nallia and Soyee was the first to wake. They helped with the clearing of the dead and healing of the injured. Then Tier awoke and looked around him in confusion. Searching for Myria, he found that she was unconscious beside Aeron. Shaking the two of them awake, he worried that something had happened to Myria.
"Myria! Wake up." When she stirred, relief flooded him and he relaxed. Aeron woke up to and the group regrouped to help clear the dead bodies. The battle had ended but none knew how the enemy was defeated.
Back in the Eastern King's castle, the group of warriors watched as the King presented each with an honorary medal. All was well and Rune-Midgard was safe from another beginning of the Great War.
Recollecting their dreams during the battle, each understood that somehow they had been in contact with the dead. Myria and Aeron had been able to say good bye to their parents and this caused them pain but eventual relief. Tier decided to help train Aeron and Myria while Soyee went on to study healing. Nallia decided to go back home to her mother and Brent started traveling yet again.
Eventually one day, Tier found Myria by herself walked up to talk to her. "Myria." She was staring up at the stars, softly crying. Wiping her tears hurriedly, Myria tried to smile, "Yeah?"
Alarmed that Myria was crying, Tier walked up and embraced her, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing. I was just thinking about my parents. It's good to see them again."
Smiling, Tier nodded. "Myria..."
"Yeah?"
Looking at the girl, he felt his heart open up. They had gone through so much together. They had been through so much... Unable to hide his feelings any longer, he said, "I love you."
Myria looked up the man who loved her and smiled, "I love you too."
The two kissed lightly and then turned to watch the beautiful moon shine upon the lake. They would have a great future together. Everything was alright.
Trying to get up once again, she stumbled but Tier was there to hold on. "You alright."
Myria looked up at Tier. She nodded, "I'm fine."
Tier watched as Myria slowly started walking, her wounds had closed and with the help of Brent's potions, even the deeper wounds were healed but the new muscles and tired body parts just wouldn't work as well as they would be if she had rested enough. "Look Myria —"
Myria stopped him and pointed towards a large chamber. Inside, they saw many soldiers, but these were wearing white bandanas and suits customary to a knight's. There weren't too much that they couldn't handle and most of them seemed to have been in an earlier fight. Injuries were donned by all knights, some so serious that they were definitely close to death. Soyee walked forward without thinking and the group hesitantly followed her.
The knights watched as the strangers walked up to them. The young acolyte was looking at one of their injured comrades. Watching her, they realized that she was healing the injured man. They clamored over to her and watched more intently, hoping that she would heal them all. Brent decided to help out by handing out red potions. Many of the man did not speak English and instead muttered their thanks in another tongue. The only man who did not walk over to Brent and Soyee was a tall black haired young man with strong noble features.
Tier watched this man as he walked towards him. "I never thought I'd see you again."
Coldly the tall man stood a few feet away from Tier. He took out his sword and pointed it at Tier. "I'd never thought you'd give me another chance to kill you."
Tier sighed and shook his head, "I will not attack another man who's injured."
The young man laughed, "But I'm still able to defeat you this time, injury or no. I suggest you defend yourself."
Tier narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "I'll not fight you."
Aeron watched this scene with amusement. This was something that he had not expected. Nallia was tired with this and started walking around the room, hoping the black knight would not notice her examining him. When she finally rounded the room, she also noticed a door which lead to another room. Turning the handle, she almost opened the door before the knight intercepted her and growled, "Get away from there, you're not allowed in."
Before she could respond though, she heard a old aged voice say, "Who is it Renold?"
The knight shook his head and said, "No one your highness, just a pack of rats. I'll exterminate them for you."
"Hey now—" Nallia began.
Before the knight or Nallia could say anything, the door opened and the group saw an old man standing before them. Tall and majestic even for his age, the man donned a crown and the robes of the Eastern house.
"Dart."
The knight bowed and walked to support the old king. "Who are these people?"
"Sire, they are people of no importance."
The man stared at Dart and did not stop staring. Clearing his throat, the man repeated, "Who are these people? And don't make me repeat myself again."
The knight bowed deeply, "My apologies your highness, they are..." His face turned red and he looked at the group of people. Looking over at Tier, he cleared his throat and said, "That man there was the One."
Tier looked at the old man with disdain. Walking gracefully up to him, he bowed slightly and looked up at the man. The Eastern King glared at Tier. "What are you doing here? Have they stooped this low? Will you kill an old man while under arrest and unable to fight back?"
Tier stared at the man. A moment passed and he laughed. "Who do you think I am that I will do such things? We have met before, your majesty, you know what I can do. If I were to do what you accuse me of, I would have done it by now." Looking over at the Dart, Tier continued, "We are here to see what we can do to help you."
Dart scoffed at Tier, "Help? Help?! I do not think you are here to help but to bring us more misery."
"We have our differences but our two countries are now at peace. I wish to keep this peace. You have your memories of the past, but so do I. We know about the rebels, we know they are the ones who would raise war. We are to stop this." Tier said.
The Eastern King shook his head and retreated into his room. Dart followed after him giving Tier a cold stare. Myria walked up to Tier and looked at him. Staring at the door, Tier merely nodded to acknowledge her . "What are we to do now?" she asked.
"I don't know."
Suddenly a large explosion rocked the whole room. Rubble started showering down on the injured and the others. Tier covered Myria, pushing her away from the gaping hole in the wall. "Myria, stay close."
Issuing forth from the hole, a collection of soldiers came into their visibility. Mages were stationed on the interior of the group while swordsmen and knights led the attack. Special acolytes stood in the back to aid in the attack. The injured soldiers were immediately attacked and the rest of the group tried to defend them.
"Aeron watch out!" Bringing his hammer up, Brent smashed an enemy soldiers' hand and left him unconscious on the floor. Taking out her arrows, Nallia shot the soldiers on the shoulder blades or in the foot. Leaving the wounded, she continued to protect Soyee. Soyee was busy bringing the wounded to safety and trying to aid the battle along.
Tier and Myria combined their magic to push the soldiers back. Bringing a firewall up around their enemy, the two protected the wounded and injured the offenders. An enemy archer's arrow shot through the barrier and before he could defend himself, Tier caught an arrow in his chest. Falling down, a portion of the barrier fell. Myria screamed and used her magic to push the barrier back up. Bending down, she examined Tier's wound.
Tier was starting to feel quite dizzy. The wound was poisoned and he couldn't stop his legs from giving out. "Myria..." Lapsing into unconsciousness, the last thing he saw was a soldier standing before him.
Waking up, he looked frantically around. He was in a white room. There was no door, nor any windows. Memories rose in his mind. He had been in this room before. He had seen this place somewhere, but where?
Looking down at his wound, he was surprised to find there was no wound anymore. Someone had saved him, but how? Getting up off the bed, he stood and took a moment to regain his balance.
"Ah you're awake." A cold hand touched Tier's back. Turning back in surprise, he saw to his amazement, Annie and Timothy, Myria and Aeron's parents.
"You're...you're both alive!" Tier stepped back and stared at the couple. Dressed also in white, the two almost blended in with their surroundings. Timothy's flaming hair stood out the most and his face was unusually pale.
"Tier...we know how you've been protecting the two of them. Please tell them we love them." Confused, he intended to walk closer to them but Timothy put his arm up. "Tell them our story. Teach them and please..." Annie continued, "Take close care of Myria for us. She'll be especially hurt when she hears."
Suddenly the white room disappeared and so did the couple. Dazed, he blinked to get rid of the afterimage. Once his eyes adjusted to the light, Tier's hand found two tomb stones. The person who created the tombstones had an incredible talent in art and had decorated them with animals and plants. "Timothy...Annie...?"
Nallia and Soyee looked around the room that they were trapped in. They didn't know where they were or when they had got there, but it seemed like the room went on forever. There were no other walls except for the one behind them but they felt like they were in a room. It was dark but the ceiling sparkled with light. Feeling about them for the ground, they were uncertain as to whether or not they were standing or lying down.
"Where are we?" Soyee asked. Nallia shook her head. Examining the floor, she sat down. To her surprise, she felt warmth coming from the floor. Suddenly the warmth spread and the whole room seemed to be getting hotter.
"Nallia... I don't like this."
Soyee suddenly fell to her knees and she looked up to find her grandmother smiling down at her. "Your father always said you would become an acolyte. I remember raising your father. He was always such a kind boy. Always helping others... even if he had the ability to do more. When the Great War came along, I was surprised that he would fight in it. Especially with the King!"
"Grandmamma?" Soyee trembled. "Is that you?"
"Yes dear. You're going to be just as great as your father, don't forget that."
A figure appeared beside Soyee's grandma. Dressed in a long mage's robe, Nallia saw someone from her past. Someone she cared about.
"Daddy? Daddy you're alive!" Tears spilled from the huntress' eyes and she started running towards the figure. The man smiled sweetly but stopped his daughter from coming closer then two meters. "Nallia darling. How are you?"
"I'm fine. Are you alright?"
The man's smile widened and he raised a hand. Light started filtering into the room and he said, "I missed you, but now it's time for you two to go." The room started to disappear and before they knew it, they found themselves in a boiler room. Looking around, Nallia was frustrated to find that her father and Soyee's grandmother was not there.
Aeron and Myria were playing in rooms when they heard their mother laughing out loud. Curious, they walked outside and found their father tickling her. "Mama..." Myria waddled towards her mother and the woman pushed her husband away gently. Taking Myria in her arms, Annie kissed her on the forehead. "Darling, what are you two doing out here?"
Timothy picked up Aeron in his strong arms and started to walk out the door. Turning around he said, "Come on! Are we going to the park today or what?"
Smiling, Annie and Myria followed them. That day they played in the park until it started to get dark. Neighbors joined them in a large barbecue and everyone had lots of fun. At the end of the day, Annie and Timothy watched Myria and Aeron sleep in their separate beds. "I missed you two so much." Said Annie. Hugging Timothy they started walking out the door, "But know that we'll always look after you. Always." Tears spilled from their eyes as they closed the door.
Brent watched as the soldiers' faces twisted. Some withered on the ground while others screamed in pain. Looking in confusion, he saw Myria perform a Napalm Balm on a nearby soldier and Tier was unconscious on the floor. Nallia fought others while they were weak and Soyee healed the injuries of their friends. Aeron was stunned at the soldier's sudden defeat and that was when a white light engulfed them all. Everyone was consumed in the light. But when Brent woke up, he saw that the soldiers were all either unconscious or dead.
Walking among them, he located his comrades and started shaking them awake. The Easter King's soldiers all woke and started towards their king's chamber to see if he's alright. Nallia and Soyee was the first to wake. They helped with the clearing of the dead and healing of the injured. Then Tier awoke and looked around him in confusion. Searching for Myria, he found that she was unconscious beside Aeron. Shaking the two of them awake, he worried that something had happened to Myria.
"Myria! Wake up." When she stirred, relief flooded him and he relaxed. Aeron woke up to and the group regrouped to help clear the dead bodies. The battle had ended but none knew how the enemy was defeated.
Back in the Eastern King's castle, the group of warriors watched as the King presented each with an honorary medal. All was well and Rune-Midgard was safe from another beginning of the Great War.
Recollecting their dreams during the battle, each understood that somehow they had been in contact with the dead. Myria and Aeron had been able to say good bye to their parents and this caused them pain but eventual relief. Tier decided to help train Aeron and Myria while Soyee went on to study healing. Nallia decided to go back home to her mother and Brent started traveling yet again.
Eventually one day, Tier found Myria by herself walked up to talk to her. "Myria." She was staring up at the stars, softly crying. Wiping her tears hurriedly, Myria tried to smile, "Yeah?"
Alarmed that Myria was crying, Tier walked up and embraced her, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing. I was just thinking about my parents. It's good to see them again."
Smiling, Tier nodded. "Myria..."
"Yeah?"
Looking at the girl, he felt his heart open up. They had gone through so much together. They had been through so much... Unable to hide his feelings any longer, he said, "I love you."
Myria looked up the man who loved her and smiled, "I love you too."
The two kissed lightly and then turned to watch the beautiful moon shine upon the lake. They would have a great future together. Everything was alright.