Dark Drow Chapter 2
The drow boy lay on his bed speechless he had just woken from a terrible dream about drow fighting against each other. The boy rose from the bed, he was in a dark room, which was covered with spider carvings. Hysperea Banere hated this place the rotting of it and the dirt and stench of the small cellar apartment. He quickly got dressed quietly opening the dusty door and taking a step out through.
He was in a long stone corridor he ran down the hall reaching a small archway leading outside. He looked at the dark clock tower it was almost dawn he ran down the stone hallway he pushed open the door. He could not be late, thought the six-year-old drow. He did not want to face his sister's awful snake headed whip. He went through the door opening reaching the stairwell he moved his body over on to the railing and slid down the polished staircase.
Hysperea remembered polishing this staircase with his brothers. Soon his brother only three years older than the youngest would be known as servant boy and would no longer needs training. He was almost done sliding when he hit an unexpected bump on the railing sending him off balance. Hysperea tumbled down two flights of stairs. He tried to slow himself by using his levitation spell. He mumbled a few words and he started slowing when he heard a thud and directly afterwards came a sharp pain. Then he started to hover.
The small drow elf investigated his wound pushing up his ripped pant leg there was a long scratch going down his leg which was producing dark blood. He pushed his pant leg back down. He would wash it later and attempt to heal his minor wound. He limped to the main room. There was no one there except himself and his brother the second boy Daniel.
The big muscular drow turned to face his small puny brother. "What are you doing here boy?" said the second boy unpleasantly. The smaller drow just stared at his brother speechless and scared. Daniel's face turned to undeniably rage as his hand went to his sword as he said, "Answer me boy!" Hysperea took a step back and said, "I. Uh. Don't..." His enraged brother could not hold it back any longer he drew his sword and took his sword high and curled in an arch.
The smaller drow was lucky enough to have been so afraid he jumped back for the blade swiped past his face missing by about an inch. His brother screamed a battle cry the sound shocked the child. Daniel lifted his foot and kicked Hysperea in the chest throwing him on the floor. Daniel rose his blade up he was going to stab his in the chest. Then on the last instant he stopped he dropped his sword and he fell, Hysperea rolled away his brother lay flat on the floor.
Danielle stood there looking at her dead brother she was holding her five headed snake mace the snakes teeth were dark red covered with Daniel's blood. Danielle coiled her mace back to her and strapped it to her belt. Danielle looked over at Hysperea she let go of her belt and said, "Well what you standing here for? Clean this mess up!" She pointed over to her mess of a brother. "Or face the consequences."
Hysperea knew what that meant to clean his brother's dead body up or get whipped for hours by the dreadful snake whip. He bent down and lifted the lifeless drow's body, and swung it over his shoulders. He opened the doors of the room and went through. He limped out and the guards opened the main doors open for him. The cool breeze of Menobezzar lifted his spirits. The small drow went down the stairs and walked down the paved road turning to the graveyard of the dead nobles and family members of House Banere.
He took the shovel leaning against the archway leading into the graveyard. He dropped his brother's body gently on the ground. He took the shovel and started to dig it was hard and sweaty work. After many hours of work the young drow known as Hysperea Banere grabbed his brother's body and dropped it into the pit he put his hand out and prayed that his battle torn soul may rest in peace for eternity. He took the entire dirt and put it back in the hole covering his brother's scared face and ending his demonic torment.
The drow child went up the staircase no ordinary six-year-old drow could have done the digging but he used the magic he was taught to increase his strength but the aches and pains would soon come to him. Hysperea opened the doors of the main chamber and took a cloth out of his pocket. He whipped away the mess Daniel Banere had left behind.
After he finished he stood up and put his cloth in the fireplace to burn. He turned his head and saw Danielle. "Good job little one. You have deserved a lesson." The child drow slowly took a step away when the tall drow priestess took out her terrifying snake headed whip it reached for him.
She thought this was a reward for him for doing what he was told to do the snakes bit into him. He remained silent felling the undying pain going through him. His vision went blurry and he fell to the ground his mind filled with rage he was about to grab the priestess when she pulled back the mace.
Hysperea got up; he felt pain his head throbbed and his leg felt numb. "Go clean the statues with your brother, boy." The small drow left to clean the statues. It was hard and dirty work he finally finished cleaning the statues. One day he would not have to do this one-day he would be free thought Hysperea Banere.