The Soul of a Mage
Authors Note: I am SOOOOOO sorry for how long this update took. A word of warning these chapters are going to be a lot shorter, but I should be able to update more frequently this way. The idea of sitting down and writing for more than two hours is absolutely impossible right now. As always I've gotten my self involved in one to many activities (Who thought being student senate president was actually going to be work?) and been reading tons of amazing can't set them down books (Amber and Ashes, which has made me a Chemosh fangirl lol and Da Vinci's Code which was really awesome.) But sorry for the ridiculous wait and I'm so going to try and update once a week at least.
Important Note: I was faced with a slight predicament in writing this chapter. Summer Flame tells us Chaos is the Father of all and nothing, but War of the Souls tells us he is just another god who grew to be deranged and tried to shift the balance. Well I decided since this is my fic I'll pick which one works the best. That being said Chaos is a very powerful god, insane, deranged all of that, but not the Father of all and nothing.
Calli-Kurama: Hey sorry for not updating :(...I hope you still are going to keep reading this! Thanks for always supporting this story and fortunately I am doing good in school, otherwise I'd be pretty pissed about how much time I have to speand on stupid homework everyday.
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Chapter 3: Despair
Raistlin Majere stood in the Pantheon of the Gods his eyes concentrated on an empty stone throne.
"Raistlin, I understand something has caused you great disturbance and you would like all of us present but please get on with it. Takhisis knows she has been summoned she will come if she chooses to, we can't very well force her to come listen to another of your tirades." Gilean said with impatience.
Raistlin looked offended, "I assure you this is most important, but if I must continue without her presence I will. I just thought it would be polite to wait for her to appear." Raistlin paused a moment, "Considering this is about her."
Chemosh and Sargonnas stood now as if expecting this to be the case. "Yes," Chemosh spoke in his smooth, soft voice; "We also have a few concerns about Takhisis."
Sargonnas snorted, "My dearest wife is sticking her nose in places it doesn't belong."
Chemosh's face darkened as well, "Yes in places it most definitely doesn't belong." His voice had a hint of dangerous malice. The gods of magic nodded amongst each other seemingly aware of what was going on. Only the gods of good appeared to be complete at a loss. Reorx slowly sank into his chair feeling the sense of impending doom growing stronger and stronger.
Raistlin spoke now his voice harsher than he perhaps intended, "Gilthas has been murdered...or should I say cursed." It is a curse not even I am sure how to break. It appears to have been committed with a powerful an ancient artifact." The look of fury in Chemosh and Sargonnas' eyes grew as their fears were confirmed; the Gods of magic had a look of disbelief. Raistlin continued, "An ancient artifact that she should not have."
Paladine sputtered realizing what Raistlin's words hinted at, "You aren't suggesting..." he was cut off by Chemosh.
"He's not suggesting anything you old imbecile he's telling you it. It's my artifact she had her knight use, I recognized it's presence at once." He said furiously.
Gilean spoke calmly now thinking through the situation carefully. "I'm sorry you must be mistaken she couldn't have the artifact you're speaking of it was lost in the Blood Sea cast under the maelstrom after the Cataclysm along with the rest of our artifacts that had been in Istar's Tower of High Sorcery." Gilean's eyes widened. He turned to Zebiom who already appeared in deep concentration.
"How could have I missed her presence. That bitch!" Zebiom screamed angrily.
Raistlin spoke louder now, "Yes so you all see the problem now. She should now have been able to penetrate the maelstrom. Unless she had help from an even more powerful force." Reorx gulped at this. Raistlin turned his cold eyes fixed on the Dwarven god.
Reorx wrung his hands nervously. "Well I think I might be able to explain, but please don't be mad." Looking around at the rest of the gods and goddesses he had a feeling that he probably shouldn't have even asked.
Caramon stood stunned staring at Gilthas' lifeless body now covered by a blanket. Aidan passed back and forth cursing. Caramon could still here Aurelia's sobs from upstairs and Crysania's comforting words, comforting words that hardly sounded reassured. Suddenly Aurelia's sobs stopped and Crysania screamed. Aidan turned sprinting up the stone stairs. And Caramon fell to his knees. He felt a sense of helplessness and hopelessness, and remembered his brother's words from so long ago, "Hope is a denial of reality." Well reality seemed rather bleak right now and as he made the journey upstairs he had the funniest feeling like the world was ending and he was being forced to slowly watch it happen.
When Aurelia awoke and hour later Crysania was crying softly, Caramon speaking softly trying to calm her. Aidan was gone. She sat up feeling woozy, suddenly a flood of memories bombarded her, "Gilthas..." she whispered.
"I'm so sorry honey." Crysania said her voice weak and shaky. Crysania looked at Caramon for a moment unsure of whether or not to continue. Caramon nodded slightly. "I know this isn't going to make you feel any better but there something you must know," before her mother even spoke she knew what it was, she had been wondering and had been planning on speaking to Gilthas about it today. A tear slid down her cheek.
Aurelia spoke in a voice that sounded unfamiliar, "I'm pregnant aren't I?" her voice was hollow, empty of emotion. Crysania nodded. Aurelia felt as though she should cry in despair, or feel some type of motherly joy, or feel anything at all. But her eyes had run out of tears, her throat refused to let out a whimper, and she felt completely numb.
On a small island composed of primitive huts and a people who appeared to be animalistic and savage, a woman in gown a pure darkness her hair silky ebony strands of cobwebs sat smiling as she saw her creations come to greet her. But she saw their true form, perfection, beauty, and power. She held out the Graygem to them smiling. They took it from her mystified by its power. She told them that inside was great magic, magic waiting to be released for eons. She begged them to open it for her so she may see it. The Leader nodded taking it to the center of the village. All of the other Irda gathered to watch in fascination. The Protector sensed something was terribly wrong but he felt unable to speak. The woman in black turned and smiled at him. It was a sweet smile tainted with bitter venom. Suddenly he realized he could not speak at all or even move. The woman winked then her attention focused back on the Graygem. As the leader performed the spell to open the stone, a spell so powerful even Takhisis gasped, the island shook and the fabric of magic began to gather to be channeled into the spell. Finally a small crack formed and within seconds an overwhelming force of power over took the island incinerating everything. The dying screams of the Irda echoed into the sea. When the force finally calmed two people stood together on the island.
"You have some nerve releasing me when you were all responsible for my capture." Chaos said angrily looking at Takhisis.
"Me? You think I was responsible for your capture? Oh dear no..." Takhisis said innocently. "I was quite disappointed at your sudden absence."
"Oh you poor little wretch." Chaos said sarcastically. "Well thanks for releasing me. Now I'm going to go destroy this stupid little world."
Takhisis appeared startled, "Why?" she said a little to quickly.
"Because it is all they care about and I will show them the punishment for trying to contain Chaos."
Takhisis smiled now, "Now why do that? This world is so fun; there is so much to do. Besides...I know a better way to get your revenge, a way that will hurt them much, much more." As Takhisis began to tell her plan, Chaos smiled; this would be far more enjoyable.