Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-oh! or anythiung of the sorts. This story
takes place before Reocurance. It's just a little back history on
sarah, The Black magician Girl. The next Chapter is about taki, the
Amazoness. Both of these take place beofre Reocurance.
The old boat creaked and groaned as it cut through the choopy ocean waves. The stars twinkled brightly against the night sky. The moon, full and round, shawn elgantly. Sarah sighed and rested her chin in her hand and looked out at the broad, dark ocean.
She had been on this boat for a few days now. She wondered if she was even going to the island. Sarah shook her head at that thought and took in a deep breath of salty, ocean air. Nothing would stop her from achieving her dream.
It took her a good portion of her teen years to find any sort of information on them. Myths, rumors, and old wives tales, were all gold to her. Sarah smiled her bright smile as she fingered the old map in her pants pocket. It was by chance that she found that old map. Some strange looking fellows left it on the table, along with a hefty tip, at the bar she worked at.
When she found it she almost leaped out of her skin shen she realized where the map led to. The next day she gathered up the money she had saved over the years and headed out to achive her dream. Now she was on this creeky, old boat, heading towards a strange, forgein land. There, resided the Mystic Temple. At the temple one could train in the magical arts and become a Dark Magician.
Sarah smiled at the thought of becoming a Dark Magician. Glancing up at the moon one last time, she retired to the sleeping quarters below deck, hopeing she would reach the island tomorrow.
Sarah yawned and walked off the gangplank and onto the very buy dock. Stretching her tired muscles, she surveyed her suroundings. Merchants were running up and down the dock frantily, barking orders to other people. Crewmen hurryed to unload he ship at try and please the disgruntled merchats.
Combing her waist-length blonde hair, she walked off the dock and into the even busier streets of this forgein town. Many people scurried around like bugs on the dusty streets as the stopped at every store, and tried to get there bussiness done so they can head off to work. The small, brown buildings seemed to reflect the heat of the morning sun.
" Whew!" Sarah said as she wiped the sweat off her forehead, " I don't know how I'm gonna get used to this heat!'
She carfully weaved through the busy streets hoping she wouldn't get pickpocketed. Just then something caught her eye. She looked over and saw this elegnat green sphere in a shop display. The surface shawn brightly as it reflected the suns' light. Sarah could see some sort of watery substance swirl inside the orb. She looked down, to see how much the owner wanted for it. Sarah let out a small yelp when she saw the price tag. Only an extremly rich person might have been able to own it. A bit dissapointed, Sarah walked off and continued to navigate through the busy crowds.
While she walked, she pulled out the beaten, old, map. She scanned over it with her ermerald green eyes, and pondered her course of action. She was on a tight budget, and it was more like a one way trip. If she couldn't find the temple, she would have to get a job here on the alien island and work for a few months to earn enough fare to get back home.
Sighing, she rolled up her precious map, and strolled on. But somthing caught her eye. She turned around and faced the on coming crowed. There, stood two figures, standing in brown, tattered cloaks, with the hoods pulled over there heads. They stood the with their arms crossed, and there heads down. One of them motioned Sarah to come over with the nod of his head. Hesitantly, sarah walked over. She wondered what was going on. These people stuck out like a sore thumb. Sarah hoped that she was going to be mugged. She stopped dead in her tracks at that thought. unfortunatly, she was within arms reach of the men. They grabbed her and pulled her into the dark alley. She trid to screem but the other figure put a hand over her mouth. The by standers payed little attention as Sarah struggled against the mans grip.
The man slammed her into the wall, " If you promise not to scream, my friend will remove his hand. Understood?" Sarah responded with a shaky nod, and the hand slowly slid off.
" Now where is it?" The man asked from behind the darkness of the hood.
" Where's what?" She asked, " Hey!"
The acomplace had managed to lift her leather bag, and was rummaging through it. No matter what Sarah did, she could not stop the man from looking at her belongings.
" The map. Where is the map?"
" Oh you mean this map?" she said as she hesitantly reached down into her pants pocket and retrived the rolled up map.
The man snatched it away. and started to tear it up into little pieces. Sarah felt her dream shatter as she watched the tiny pieces fly away into the wind, and become ueles scraps off paper.
" Do you know how hard a map like that is to find?" Sarah asked on the verg of tears.
" Yes I do. But don't worry, you'll get to the temple soon enough."
" What?" Sarah sniffled," You know about the temple?'
The man chuckled as he reached into his cloak and with drew a long, green staff. Sarah sadness melted away and was replaced with happiness.
" So your a Magician?' sarah smiled
" Shh!" the man said, " We don't want people to know we're here."
" Oh yeah that's right,' Sarah said remembering an old story. Dark Magicians were often refered to as demons because of what destruction they could do.
" Now we must make haste before sunset falls and when all the monsters come out." He said as he hurried out of the alley. Sarah quickly folowed him. His assistant was carrying her bag. sarah didn't mind. Besides, she wanted to get that lump off her shoulder.
The trio hastly walked through the crowd and in no time att all, they where on the edge of town.
" Now I can take off this cloak," Exclaimed the man as he pulled back the hood of his cloak. He pale blue, skin stood out from the dark brown color of his cloak. He shaked his blonde hair, in attempt to break it free from the lower part off the hood. Sarah guesed it was about shoulder length.
" What? your not shocked by my apperance?" he asked.
" Nope," Sarah smiled," I read about your condition."
" Ah," the man chuckled," I see"
" Hey,where's your friend?" Sarah asked as she looked at her lump of a bag on the dry ground.
" Ah tht was just a hadow"
" Shadow?" Sarah asked as she shouldered her bag.
" Yeah. You'll learn about it."
" Cool. bY the way, I'm Sarah," Sarah said as she extended her hand.
" I'm Marcus," Marcus smiled as he shook her hand, " It's nice to see that a girl is interested in magic."
" Yeah......" Sarah said slowly.
" Hey don't worry, I know it'll be akward for the first littl bit, being the only girl there."
They shared a chuckled and started to walk up to old, beaten, roadway.Sarah glance over and was a bit dissapointed that he wasn't wearing his magician armor. His cloak had vanished completly, and was replaced with a dark green tunic and black pants. But he is cute though,Sarah said to herself as they journeyed onward and heading towards a mountainous region.
Sarah trudged through the thick, green forest. Her feet where sore and most likely blistered. Her hair was tied back in a pony tail to keep her cool, but the attempt was in vain. She wiped the sweat off her forhead with the back of her hand.
" How much further?" Sarah moaned.
Marcus loked back and chuckled, " Not much. Just kep it cool."
Easy for him to say Sarah said to herself. letting out a stiffled yawn, she looked up at the gigantic tree that surrouned her and Marcus. They were tall and very thick. Their trunks were brown and had been scared.. Sarah guessed that these tree were hundreds, no thousand of years old. She wondered how they go to be this old. Her thoughts were intterupted when the party entered a small, cirrcular clearing.
"We're here!" Marcus smiled.
" What? There's nothing here except grass," Sarah said as she walked up beside him.
Marcus chuckled again and raised his hand," A person who studied us should at least know this.'
" Know what?" Sarah said but was cut off when the air infront of his finger tips started to ripple. Suddenly a violent wind picked up, causeing Sarah to put her arms up for protection. The trees swayed angrily as the wind picked up. Green leaves swirled around the pair as the air infront of them rippled violently. Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and a gigantic temple stood solomly before them.
The sight of the temple was breath taking. One big, purple purple cone stood atop of a white circular platform. Two smaller cones of the same color, stood at fground level next to the giant one. White stair led up to the white platform.
The duo climbed the steps, and onto the platform. Ahead of them was a big, double-sided door covered in ancient runes.In front of the door stood an worn old man. his long white beared stod out against his purple magicians cloak.Around his neck he had the long leather string with many green jewels attached to it. The collar of his cloak was turned up. His cone-shapped hat cast a small shadow on his face and hid his eyes. His staff was made of wood and was rounded at the top. In it, were the same jewels that were in the necklace.
" Ah, I'm glad that you finally arrived Marcus," the old man said as they approched.
" I see. Anyway, this is the candidate, that I was telling you abbout," said Macus.
" I see," said the old man as he scanned Sarah with his old eyes, " Now, may we enter?"
The old man slid off the side, and with te wave of his hand, the door slowly creeked open. The trio slowly walked in. Sarah was over come by a great heaviness in the air. It made every step hard for her. The thickness of the air caused her to breathe heavily.
" Oh sorry, ' Marcus said as he rubbed teh back of his head a bit embarassed, " I forgot to tell you that the air is heavier in here than it it out there."
Sarah grumbled as she followed the old man. The walls of the temple were covered in many different runes, and pictures. Sarah knew of some of the significance of them, but didn't really understand it. The symbols and pictures were inked in gold, and stood out against the black stone walls. Lit candles lighted the hallway and cast long errie shadows of them on the walls. Sarah could hear the sounds of battle from all over the place and passed it off as training. At least, she hoped it was training.
After walking for quiet some time, they finally stopped at a particular picture of the wall. It was of a girl holding a staff in her hands. The old man waved his staff over the picture. The picture slid up, reveiling a room lighted with candle. In it was a bed in the corner and a dresser at the other end.
" This will be youre sleeping quarters," the old man said as he steped as side so that Sarah could look in.
" I see," she said as she walked in and examined the room.
" You may rest here. After your long journey, you should find the bed abit comfortable," said the old man.
Srah turned around and noded her head.
" Marcus will come for you when youre training exercises begin," he said as he turned to leave, " By the way, my name is Eldor."
Sarah was about to say somthing, but Eldor had vanishd in a puff of purple smoke, as did Marcus. Shrugging, sh set her bag down on the dreser and flopped onto the bed. She smiled as she folded her hands behind her head. Her dream was finally coming true, she said to herself as she slowly dozed off into a peaceful slumber.
Sarah awoke apruptly from her slumber as her stone slab door slid up. She sat up, let out a yawn, and stretched.
Sarah saw Marcus, clad in his magician's cloak. The candle light, danced on his bluish-purple breast plate. Two, broad, shoulder pads extended over his shoulders. Dark red lines tranced out every detail of his breastplate, and cresent shaped hat.
" Ready?" Marcus grinned.
" Yup!" Sarah said as she jumped of the soft bed and put on her leather shoes.
When she was ready. Marcus guided her through the grim hallway. It seemed to go in a straight line practially forever. Marcus stopped at a particullar picture. Sarah looked over the picture. All it had was was a circle with a staff inside. The candle light flickered off the golden ink as Marus tapped his dark green staff against the picture. The slab slid up , and a white room was revealed. Sarah squinted. She was already used to the dimness of the place. She wondered if the sun would blind her if she was ever to back outside.
Marcus led her into the white room. After reaching of what seemed the center of the room, the slab closed behind them.
" This," Marcus said," is our training ground."
Sarah looked around " I see...."
Marcus chuckled," There's more to this room than you think."
He began to mumble something the Sarah did not understand. Suddenly, there was a bright flash and the room changed. They were now standing on crisp, green grass. Many different kinds of flowers surrounded them. Sarah could feel the warm sun against her head as she tried to refocuse her eyes for the second time.
Sarah looked around in awe. The sky was bright and clear. She walked over to a flower and touched it. It felt real against her small fingers.
" Real isn't it?" Marcus said, causeing Sarah to jump.
" Yeah. So, when do we start?" Sarah asked excitedly.
" Eager are we?" Marcus laughed as he handed an amulet to Sarah. The amulet was a small round gem, with a dark pink strap.
" What's this for?" Sarah asked as she put it on.
" That amulet contains youre magicians cloak and staff. All you have to do is feel the magic flow through."
" I see," Sarah said as she closed her eyes. She let her mind and body relax. She felt this weird tingly feeling at her finger tips. The feeling traveled up her arms and engulfed her body. Sarah opened her eyes and saw Marcus looking at various things on the ground.
" What?" Sarah asked.
" Well, I didn't think that the cloak would form differently on women," Marcus explained.
"What do you mean?"
" Well see for youre self," Marcus said as he made a wall of water infront of Sarah. She gasped in shcok at her sight.
The cloak was reveiling to say the least. It was very low cut at the front, almost fully reveiling her breasts. Two, long, triangluar shaped shoulder pads extended over her shoulders. There were a pair of blue bracers, on each of her fore arms and covered the back of her hand. A pink- red gem was addorned at the wrists and stood out against the blue color. A loose, dark pink skirt, extended from her waist and down to mid thigh. A triangular piece of cloth covered both her rear and groin. A yelow belt seem to hold this all in place. A cresent-shaped hat adorned her head and had a small gap a quarter of the way up. Her golden hair stood out against the colors of her cloak.
Sarah twirled around and noticed that the edges of the cloak were highlighted with dark pink material.
" Hmm...," Sarah said as she felt the material of her bracer, " ....interesting." The bracer looked soft, but was hard at her touch.
" The cloaks help amplify your magic abilities," Marcus explained, " you can use magic in your ordinary clothing, but the power is weaker."
" I see," Sarah said. She then noticed somthing that was missing, " Hey! Where's my staff!"
" Ah, it's simple really. All you have to do is snap your fingers, and your staff will appear from any point in the world," Marcus said as he demostrated by snapping his fingers. His staff appeared out of thin air and hovered untill he grabbed it, " now you try."
Sarah held out her hand and snapped her fingers. Sure enough, her staff appeared out of thin air. She could barely contain her excitement as she grabbed it with shaky hands. Sarah stared down at at the cartoony staff and felt a tear well up in her eye. She knew her dream had come true now.
Blinking the tear away, she looked up at Marcus and smiled, " So, what do I get to learn first?"
Marcus grinned and said, " Fireballs."
Sarah sighed tiredly as she flooped down on her bed, causing the candle light to flicker. It had been a long, tiring day. Marcus had taught her the basic principles of magic, such as the fact when you use magic, it consumes certain ammounts of spirit energy and makes you tired; and the only way to regenerate spirit energy is by sleeping. He had also taught her basic magic spells of the elements.
Sarah stared up at the ceiling and folded her hands behind her head. She was back in her casual clothing when she and marcus had left the training ground. She watched the shadows dance on ceiling as she felt her amulet with her hand. The events of the day slowly caught up to her, and her eyes slwoly began to shut...
Months passed. Marcus had taught her a variety of spells the ranged from harmless to destructive. Marcus could see that Sarah was a qucik learner and tried the best he could to quench her thirst of knowlage in the arcane arts. With the room, he was able to transport themselve to many exotic training grounds, ranging from peaceful plains, to the jagged rocks of a volcanic valley. Marcus was very surprised when Sarah could figure out how to string magic attacks into dangerous combonation, which he had to watch out for when the fought each other.
One day, Eldor had interrupted one of their training sessions and summoned them to the courtyard. He said he needed his strongest magicians there with him. As Sarah and Marcus walked through the dimly-lit hallways, Sarah had a thought at the back of her mind. She had not seen Eldor much since the day she arrived. SHe only caught quick glimpses of him every now and then. Shrrugging that thought off, Sarah smiled brightly as they exited the temple and walked towards Eldor, who was standing with a bunch of other magcians.
They had the same type of cloak that Marcus had, but they were colored in different shades of purple. Sarah immideatly knew it was due to Marcus's condition.
" So, what's going on?" Marcus asked Eldor as they aprroched.
" See for yourself," Eldor said as he extended his hand towards the forest. As if on que, a large group of tan-skinned woman emerged from the forest.
Sarah rubbed her eyes. It was the legendary Amazoness tribe! Unlike the Dark Magicians, which were know as a legendary destructive force, the Amazoness were a mere myth. They were often reffered to in childrens fairy tales for having great mele abillities, excellent knowlage of the thick, mysterous forests that dotted the world, and for having fierce tiger protectors.
An old woemn hobbled up to Eldor and spoke to him with soft, but scratchy words. She wore a long purple dress that flowed down to her calfs. SHe was adorned with many different colored beads on her wrists and neck. On her head was a crown of some sort, that was made from a carved bone and hade many siezes of fangs protruding from the top and bottom. Her stern, solom, red eyes seemed to penetrate the darkness of Eldors face, and directly at his eyes.
Sarah had a feeling that somthing was up and that it was not good....
The old boat creaked and groaned as it cut through the choopy ocean waves. The stars twinkled brightly against the night sky. The moon, full and round, shawn elgantly. Sarah sighed and rested her chin in her hand and looked out at the broad, dark ocean.
She had been on this boat for a few days now. She wondered if she was even going to the island. Sarah shook her head at that thought and took in a deep breath of salty, ocean air. Nothing would stop her from achieving her dream.
It took her a good portion of her teen years to find any sort of information on them. Myths, rumors, and old wives tales, were all gold to her. Sarah smiled her bright smile as she fingered the old map in her pants pocket. It was by chance that she found that old map. Some strange looking fellows left it on the table, along with a hefty tip, at the bar she worked at.
When she found it she almost leaped out of her skin shen she realized where the map led to. The next day she gathered up the money she had saved over the years and headed out to achive her dream. Now she was on this creeky, old boat, heading towards a strange, forgein land. There, resided the Mystic Temple. At the temple one could train in the magical arts and become a Dark Magician.
Sarah smiled at the thought of becoming a Dark Magician. Glancing up at the moon one last time, she retired to the sleeping quarters below deck, hopeing she would reach the island tomorrow.
Sarah yawned and walked off the gangplank and onto the very buy dock. Stretching her tired muscles, she surveyed her suroundings. Merchants were running up and down the dock frantily, barking orders to other people. Crewmen hurryed to unload he ship at try and please the disgruntled merchats.
Combing her waist-length blonde hair, she walked off the dock and into the even busier streets of this forgein town. Many people scurried around like bugs on the dusty streets as the stopped at every store, and tried to get there bussiness done so they can head off to work. The small, brown buildings seemed to reflect the heat of the morning sun.
" Whew!" Sarah said as she wiped the sweat off her forehead, " I don't know how I'm gonna get used to this heat!'
She carfully weaved through the busy streets hoping she wouldn't get pickpocketed. Just then something caught her eye. She looked over and saw this elegnat green sphere in a shop display. The surface shawn brightly as it reflected the suns' light. Sarah could see some sort of watery substance swirl inside the orb. She looked down, to see how much the owner wanted for it. Sarah let out a small yelp when she saw the price tag. Only an extremly rich person might have been able to own it. A bit dissapointed, Sarah walked off and continued to navigate through the busy crowds.
While she walked, she pulled out the beaten, old, map. She scanned over it with her ermerald green eyes, and pondered her course of action. She was on a tight budget, and it was more like a one way trip. If she couldn't find the temple, she would have to get a job here on the alien island and work for a few months to earn enough fare to get back home.
Sighing, she rolled up her precious map, and strolled on. But somthing caught her eye. She turned around and faced the on coming crowed. There, stood two figures, standing in brown, tattered cloaks, with the hoods pulled over there heads. They stood the with their arms crossed, and there heads down. One of them motioned Sarah to come over with the nod of his head. Hesitantly, sarah walked over. She wondered what was going on. These people stuck out like a sore thumb. Sarah hoped that she was going to be mugged. She stopped dead in her tracks at that thought. unfortunatly, she was within arms reach of the men. They grabbed her and pulled her into the dark alley. She trid to screem but the other figure put a hand over her mouth. The by standers payed little attention as Sarah struggled against the mans grip.
The man slammed her into the wall, " If you promise not to scream, my friend will remove his hand. Understood?" Sarah responded with a shaky nod, and the hand slowly slid off.
" Now where is it?" The man asked from behind the darkness of the hood.
" Where's what?" She asked, " Hey!"
The acomplace had managed to lift her leather bag, and was rummaging through it. No matter what Sarah did, she could not stop the man from looking at her belongings.
" The map. Where is the map?"
" Oh you mean this map?" she said as she hesitantly reached down into her pants pocket and retrived the rolled up map.
The man snatched it away. and started to tear it up into little pieces. Sarah felt her dream shatter as she watched the tiny pieces fly away into the wind, and become ueles scraps off paper.
" Do you know how hard a map like that is to find?" Sarah asked on the verg of tears.
" Yes I do. But don't worry, you'll get to the temple soon enough."
" What?" Sarah sniffled," You know about the temple?'
The man chuckled as he reached into his cloak and with drew a long, green staff. Sarah sadness melted away and was replaced with happiness.
" So your a Magician?' sarah smiled
" Shh!" the man said, " We don't want people to know we're here."
" Oh yeah that's right,' Sarah said remembering an old story. Dark Magicians were often refered to as demons because of what destruction they could do.
" Now we must make haste before sunset falls and when all the monsters come out." He said as he hurried out of the alley. Sarah quickly folowed him. His assistant was carrying her bag. sarah didn't mind. Besides, she wanted to get that lump off her shoulder.
The trio hastly walked through the crowd and in no time att all, they where on the edge of town.
" Now I can take off this cloak," Exclaimed the man as he pulled back the hood of his cloak. He pale blue, skin stood out from the dark brown color of his cloak. He shaked his blonde hair, in attempt to break it free from the lower part off the hood. Sarah guesed it was about shoulder length.
" What? your not shocked by my apperance?" he asked.
" Nope," Sarah smiled," I read about your condition."
" Ah," the man chuckled," I see"
" Hey,where's your friend?" Sarah asked as she looked at her lump of a bag on the dry ground.
" Ah tht was just a hadow"
" Shadow?" Sarah asked as she shouldered her bag.
" Yeah. You'll learn about it."
" Cool. bY the way, I'm Sarah," Sarah said as she extended her hand.
" I'm Marcus," Marcus smiled as he shook her hand, " It's nice to see that a girl is interested in magic."
" Yeah......" Sarah said slowly.
" Hey don't worry, I know it'll be akward for the first littl bit, being the only girl there."
They shared a chuckled and started to walk up to old, beaten, roadway.Sarah glance over and was a bit dissapointed that he wasn't wearing his magician armor. His cloak had vanished completly, and was replaced with a dark green tunic and black pants. But he is cute though,Sarah said to herself as they journeyed onward and heading towards a mountainous region.
Sarah trudged through the thick, green forest. Her feet where sore and most likely blistered. Her hair was tied back in a pony tail to keep her cool, but the attempt was in vain. She wiped the sweat off her forhead with the back of her hand.
" How much further?" Sarah moaned.
Marcus loked back and chuckled, " Not much. Just kep it cool."
Easy for him to say Sarah said to herself. letting out a stiffled yawn, she looked up at the gigantic tree that surrouned her and Marcus. They were tall and very thick. Their trunks were brown and had been scared.. Sarah guessed that these tree were hundreds, no thousand of years old. She wondered how they go to be this old. Her thoughts were intterupted when the party entered a small, cirrcular clearing.
"We're here!" Marcus smiled.
" What? There's nothing here except grass," Sarah said as she walked up beside him.
Marcus chuckled again and raised his hand," A person who studied us should at least know this.'
" Know what?" Sarah said but was cut off when the air infront of his finger tips started to ripple. Suddenly a violent wind picked up, causeing Sarah to put her arms up for protection. The trees swayed angrily as the wind picked up. Green leaves swirled around the pair as the air infront of them rippled violently. Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and a gigantic temple stood solomly before them.
The sight of the temple was breath taking. One big, purple purple cone stood atop of a white circular platform. Two smaller cones of the same color, stood at fground level next to the giant one. White stair led up to the white platform.
The duo climbed the steps, and onto the platform. Ahead of them was a big, double-sided door covered in ancient runes.In front of the door stood an worn old man. his long white beared stod out against his purple magicians cloak.Around his neck he had the long leather string with many green jewels attached to it. The collar of his cloak was turned up. His cone-shapped hat cast a small shadow on his face and hid his eyes. His staff was made of wood and was rounded at the top. In it, were the same jewels that were in the necklace.
" Ah, I'm glad that you finally arrived Marcus," the old man said as they approched.
" I see. Anyway, this is the candidate, that I was telling you abbout," said Macus.
" I see," said the old man as he scanned Sarah with his old eyes, " Now, may we enter?"
The old man slid off the side, and with te wave of his hand, the door slowly creeked open. The trio slowly walked in. Sarah was over come by a great heaviness in the air. It made every step hard for her. The thickness of the air caused her to breathe heavily.
" Oh sorry, ' Marcus said as he rubbed teh back of his head a bit embarassed, " I forgot to tell you that the air is heavier in here than it it out there."
Sarah grumbled as she followed the old man. The walls of the temple were covered in many different runes, and pictures. Sarah knew of some of the significance of them, but didn't really understand it. The symbols and pictures were inked in gold, and stood out against the black stone walls. Lit candles lighted the hallway and cast long errie shadows of them on the walls. Sarah could hear the sounds of battle from all over the place and passed it off as training. At least, she hoped it was training.
After walking for quiet some time, they finally stopped at a particular picture of the wall. It was of a girl holding a staff in her hands. The old man waved his staff over the picture. The picture slid up, reveiling a room lighted with candle. In it was a bed in the corner and a dresser at the other end.
" This will be youre sleeping quarters," the old man said as he steped as side so that Sarah could look in.
" I see," she said as she walked in and examined the room.
" You may rest here. After your long journey, you should find the bed abit comfortable," said the old man.
Srah turned around and noded her head.
" Marcus will come for you when youre training exercises begin," he said as he turned to leave, " By the way, my name is Eldor."
Sarah was about to say somthing, but Eldor had vanishd in a puff of purple smoke, as did Marcus. Shrugging, sh set her bag down on the dreser and flopped onto the bed. She smiled as she folded her hands behind her head. Her dream was finally coming true, she said to herself as she slowly dozed off into a peaceful slumber.
Sarah awoke apruptly from her slumber as her stone slab door slid up. She sat up, let out a yawn, and stretched.
Sarah saw Marcus, clad in his magician's cloak. The candle light, danced on his bluish-purple breast plate. Two, broad, shoulder pads extended over his shoulders. Dark red lines tranced out every detail of his breastplate, and cresent shaped hat.
" Ready?" Marcus grinned.
" Yup!" Sarah said as she jumped of the soft bed and put on her leather shoes.
When she was ready. Marcus guided her through the grim hallway. It seemed to go in a straight line practially forever. Marcus stopped at a particullar picture. Sarah looked over the picture. All it had was was a circle with a staff inside. The candle light flickered off the golden ink as Marus tapped his dark green staff against the picture. The slab slid up , and a white room was revealed. Sarah squinted. She was already used to the dimness of the place. She wondered if the sun would blind her if she was ever to back outside.
Marcus led her into the white room. After reaching of what seemed the center of the room, the slab closed behind them.
" This," Marcus said," is our training ground."
Sarah looked around " I see...."
Marcus chuckled," There's more to this room than you think."
He began to mumble something the Sarah did not understand. Suddenly, there was a bright flash and the room changed. They were now standing on crisp, green grass. Many different kinds of flowers surrounded them. Sarah could feel the warm sun against her head as she tried to refocuse her eyes for the second time.
Sarah looked around in awe. The sky was bright and clear. She walked over to a flower and touched it. It felt real against her small fingers.
" Real isn't it?" Marcus said, causeing Sarah to jump.
" Yeah. So, when do we start?" Sarah asked excitedly.
" Eager are we?" Marcus laughed as he handed an amulet to Sarah. The amulet was a small round gem, with a dark pink strap.
" What's this for?" Sarah asked as she put it on.
" That amulet contains youre magicians cloak and staff. All you have to do is feel the magic flow through."
" I see," Sarah said as she closed her eyes. She let her mind and body relax. She felt this weird tingly feeling at her finger tips. The feeling traveled up her arms and engulfed her body. Sarah opened her eyes and saw Marcus looking at various things on the ground.
" What?" Sarah asked.
" Well, I didn't think that the cloak would form differently on women," Marcus explained.
"What do you mean?"
" Well see for youre self," Marcus said as he made a wall of water infront of Sarah. She gasped in shcok at her sight.
The cloak was reveiling to say the least. It was very low cut at the front, almost fully reveiling her breasts. Two, long, triangluar shaped shoulder pads extended over her shoulders. There were a pair of blue bracers, on each of her fore arms and covered the back of her hand. A pink- red gem was addorned at the wrists and stood out against the blue color. A loose, dark pink skirt, extended from her waist and down to mid thigh. A triangular piece of cloth covered both her rear and groin. A yelow belt seem to hold this all in place. A cresent-shaped hat adorned her head and had a small gap a quarter of the way up. Her golden hair stood out against the colors of her cloak.
Sarah twirled around and noticed that the edges of the cloak were highlighted with dark pink material.
" Hmm...," Sarah said as she felt the material of her bracer, " ....interesting." The bracer looked soft, but was hard at her touch.
" The cloaks help amplify your magic abilities," Marcus explained, " you can use magic in your ordinary clothing, but the power is weaker."
" I see," Sarah said. She then noticed somthing that was missing, " Hey! Where's my staff!"
" Ah, it's simple really. All you have to do is snap your fingers, and your staff will appear from any point in the world," Marcus said as he demostrated by snapping his fingers. His staff appeared out of thin air and hovered untill he grabbed it, " now you try."
Sarah held out her hand and snapped her fingers. Sure enough, her staff appeared out of thin air. She could barely contain her excitement as she grabbed it with shaky hands. Sarah stared down at at the cartoony staff and felt a tear well up in her eye. She knew her dream had come true now.
Blinking the tear away, she looked up at Marcus and smiled, " So, what do I get to learn first?"
Marcus grinned and said, " Fireballs."
Sarah sighed tiredly as she flooped down on her bed, causing the candle light to flicker. It had been a long, tiring day. Marcus had taught her the basic principles of magic, such as the fact when you use magic, it consumes certain ammounts of spirit energy and makes you tired; and the only way to regenerate spirit energy is by sleeping. He had also taught her basic magic spells of the elements.
Sarah stared up at the ceiling and folded her hands behind her head. She was back in her casual clothing when she and marcus had left the training ground. She watched the shadows dance on ceiling as she felt her amulet with her hand. The events of the day slowly caught up to her, and her eyes slwoly began to shut...
Months passed. Marcus had taught her a variety of spells the ranged from harmless to destructive. Marcus could see that Sarah was a qucik learner and tried the best he could to quench her thirst of knowlage in the arcane arts. With the room, he was able to transport themselve to many exotic training grounds, ranging from peaceful plains, to the jagged rocks of a volcanic valley. Marcus was very surprised when Sarah could figure out how to string magic attacks into dangerous combonation, which he had to watch out for when the fought each other.
One day, Eldor had interrupted one of their training sessions and summoned them to the courtyard. He said he needed his strongest magicians there with him. As Sarah and Marcus walked through the dimly-lit hallways, Sarah had a thought at the back of her mind. She had not seen Eldor much since the day she arrived. SHe only caught quick glimpses of him every now and then. Shrrugging that thought off, Sarah smiled brightly as they exited the temple and walked towards Eldor, who was standing with a bunch of other magcians.
They had the same type of cloak that Marcus had, but they were colored in different shades of purple. Sarah immideatly knew it was due to Marcus's condition.
" So, what's going on?" Marcus asked Eldor as they aprroched.
" See for yourself," Eldor said as he extended his hand towards the forest. As if on que, a large group of tan-skinned woman emerged from the forest.
Sarah rubbed her eyes. It was the legendary Amazoness tribe! Unlike the Dark Magicians, which were know as a legendary destructive force, the Amazoness were a mere myth. They were often reffered to in childrens fairy tales for having great mele abillities, excellent knowlage of the thick, mysterous forests that dotted the world, and for having fierce tiger protectors.
An old woemn hobbled up to Eldor and spoke to him with soft, but scratchy words. She wore a long purple dress that flowed down to her calfs. SHe was adorned with many different colored beads on her wrists and neck. On her head was a crown of some sort, that was made from a carved bone and hade many siezes of fangs protruding from the top and bottom. Her stern, solom, red eyes seemed to penetrate the darkness of Eldors face, and directly at his eyes.
Sarah had a feeling that somthing was up and that it was not good....