Chapter7: Rain of Blood

A priest descended down the steps of the dungeon only to find the guard asleep.

"Um…excuse me?" said the priest shaking the guard to wake him up

"What…who there? Said the guard half awake

"I am from the pronteran sanctuary. I was sent by the archbishop to see if the priest that was sent here is ready to be released."

"Okay then, follow me."

The guard led the priest farther down the dungeon. Some old prisoners desperately tried to grab on the priest's robes.

They finally reached Ranulf's cell. Plates of food left for the rats were left near the cage door. Ranulf lay curled in the corner, motionless and barely breathing.

"Is he dead?" asked the priest

"Ida know, the poor chap's been like that for three days now."

"Quick! Open the door, with luck I might still is able to save him!"

The guard quickly opened the cage door and the priest ran inside.

The priest bent closer to Ranulf and couldn't hear anything

"He's not breathi…AHHHHHH!!! " The priest wailed because Ranulf had lunged unto his shoulder.

The priest screamed in agony as Ranulf bit down on him. Blood started to fill Ranulf's mouth and dripped down his neck unto his robes.

The guard desperately tried to close the cage door but it was stuck. He exerted his full body force on the door and it finally broke loose and started to close at a high velocity.

Quickly, Ranulf released his bite on the priest and threw him at the door. The priest landed on the entrance just enough for the door to close on his neck. The priest's windpipe was crushed by the impact and he died immediately. The guard screamed and fell back.

Ranulf stepped up to the gap between the cage door and the wall and pulled the cage door wide open. The guard crawled up against the wall. Ranulf's eyes stared down on him rage, a thirst for revenge, and blankness were the only things he could see in Ranulf's eyes. A smirk shone on Ranulf's face, he grabbed the guard be the neck unsheathed his sword and used it to pin the guard on the wall. The guard gave a girlish yelp as the blade cut through the top of his skin. The yelp echoed through the dungeon as Ranulf walked out.

It was raining heavily outside and every body was running inside for shelter leaving only the rare sight of empty pronteran streets.

Ranulf's wet hair fell over his face, nearly covering the burns. He entered the inn and moved over to a dark corner.

He watched everyone in the inn, those who came in and those who came out. Finally, a priestess came in she moved away from the door then started to squeeze water out of her robes. Ranulf moved through the crowds towards the priestess.

He sprang up beside her and she gave a scream of surprise. All heads turned to they're direction. The priestess began to blush but she spoke to the onlookers.

"Pardon me, I was just surprised please go ba…" her sentence was disturbed by Ranulf, who twisted her neck.

Everybody started screaming and running out of the pub in panic. The pronteran guards heard the screams and ran of to its direction.

"What's going on in here?" asked the captain. The captain saw Ranulf standing over the dead priestess's body.

"Hey you, you're coming with us," said the captain unsheathing his sword

Ranulf's eyes shifted from the priestess to the captain his smirk widened to a grin.

"Hey! Did ye hear me?" shouted the captain beginning to get irritated.

In seconds, Ranulf dashed behind the captain unsheathed the captain's own knife and drove it behind his head.

"CAPTAIN!!!" shouted one of the guards. "You'll pay for that you deranged bastard!" shouted the guard. He ran at Ranulf waving his sword wildly.

"Teleport" muttered Ranulf. A flash of light burst and Ranulf was transported behind the guard, who because of momentum continued to run into the wall.

More guards ran at Ranulf. "Warp Portal!' the air around them swirled and a gateway of light appeared before Ranulf and the guards were sucked into the portal. Ranulf ran out side the inn, kicked a knight off his Pecopeco, mounted it and headed for the west gate

"Close the Gates!!!" ordered the guard. The gate men started to turn the gigantic gears that would close the gates. "Decrease Agility!" shouted Ranulf. The doors magically started to close very slowly.

"Damn it!" shouted the guard "Quick alert the chivalry, let them go after that mad man…"

The rain was pouring down in gallons and Ranulf was riding the pecopeco when the sound of gigantic bird feet splashing on the mud echoed from behind him.

"The cavalry" said Ranulf under his breath

Then the sound of about twenty spears cutting through the air was heard. "Pneuma!" shouted Ranulf, green smoke encircled Ranulf. The spears were finally in view heading straight for him when the smoke that encircled shot at the spears and caused them to increase in weight drastically. The spears fell on the ground like boulders.

"He's a priest!" shouted a rider.

"Just go forward there's a cliff up front, there's no way he can escape." Said the captain of the riders

Sure enough a cliff was upfront. Ranulf pulled on the reigns of his pecopeco. But the wet soil caused the pecopeco to slip of the cliff and fall into the raging river below.

When the riders arrived they saw the footprints and how they led to the edge of the cliff.

The general went down his Pecopeco and looked down the cliff. Them river was crashing against the cliff side so violently that it made it shake a little. "There's no way he can survive that fall… No way"

Glast Heim- This once abundant land now infested with the undead has become a haven for priests and acolytes in training. Through its main castle down to it's under prison creatures that are neither dead or alive thrive.

"Stay back undead curd!" shouted a priest as a group of zombie prisoners closed in on him. "Holy Light!" he shouted. Orbs of divine energy shot from his palms and blasted some of the zombies. "There's to many of them." The priest thought to himself.

He saw a crevice leading down to the lower level. "Sorry to leave in such short notice boys but I gotta go" He jumped down the crevice. "Kyrie Eleison" a barrier formed around him as he crashed to the lower level. When the dust cleared the priest muttered "Ruwach" he closed his eyes and once he opened them he could see everything clearly except that it was in black and white.

"Help!!!" shouted a voice from the corridors

"Who's that? Who needs help?" called the priest

"Help!!! Help!!!"

"Hold on, I'm coming!"

The priest ran towards the direction of the cry. "Where are you" called the priest

"Help!!! Help!!!"

The priest heard the sound coming from one of the cells. He went in and found an acolyte girl lying in a pool of her blood with all her limbs torn of.

"Heal!" shouted the priest. White light showered on the acolyte girl and closed her wounds but she was till left limbless

"Behind you." She said faintly

The cage door slammed behind them. "Hey!" shouted the priest. He ran to the door and desperately tried to open it. A sinister laugh echoed from the shadows.

"Who's there open this door right now!"

Ranulf walked forward from the shadows with a blank look on his face.

"Open this door at once this girl is badly injured"

"You killed Katie, all of you did. Why did you do that she was innocent. You should all."

"What are you talking about?"

"All f you must die every last one-every single one of you must…die"

Ranulf went back into the shadows and the sound of thousands of scuttling feet was heard.

"Brighlights!" shouted the priest

Thousands of small insects started flooding into the cell and eating into the flesh of the priest and acolyte.

A mage girl was sitting outside the Glast Heim castle with some other people. She spotted smoke rising from the far corner of the field.

"Hey, what's that over there? She asked

"I don't know what is that" said a hunter

A group of people went to investigate the problem. "AAAAAH!!!!!" shouted an archer girl for the site was very frightening.

Bodies of dead priests and acolytes all pile up and set aflame.

"Who on earth can do something like this?" asked a wizard

A hunter spoke "Who…or what?"