C26: After a whole lot of decision making whether Ivan is actually dead or not I have decided to just see how it goes when I write this chapter
Gust: Please note, this means he is dead
C26: OH SHUTUP!
Chapter 10: ghost
His eyes suddenly sprung open. How was he alive? Where was he? Why was he wherever he was?
Ivan dragged himself into an upright position resting on his elbows. His mind was a blank, but then it came rushing back to him. Isaac stabbing him through the chest, Ivan glanced down to his chest. He was almost sick at the sight of the gaping wound. The flesh on the inside had been burnt to a crisp. Ivan looked away.
Okay, he thought, it can't be too bad as I can't feel the pain, and that was a point. Ivan gradually eased up to stand. His vision began to uncloud, he was in a corridor, but the walls were a steaming mass of swirling light. The floor had been replaced by a bright light. How Ivan was standing on light was anyone's guess, or what Ivan was doing alive.
Ivan had a strange grasp on reality; he presumed this was some sort of afterlife. But a confusing one. Thing was, could he move without falling through the light. He tested the floor in front of him, he didn't fall.
"Ivan!" Ivan heard someone call out to him ahead. The figure came forward, it was Felix. But he didn't seem normal; his image was a ghostly pale.
"Follow the light" he called out mysteriously. Ivan was entranced.
He followed.
The golden sun lowered into the hole in the lighthouse. Instantly, the light sprayed up, forming into the gigantic round golden ball that was the beacon.
Morca, the queen of the dead smiled, and now for the grand finale. The world around began to glitter in the golden light spraying from the beacon. The world was eating up normal Weyard as if for breakfast.
"Now here is where the real fun begins" Morca hissed to herself.
Ivan reached a massive chessboard floored room. The walls and ceiling were clouded in darkness. Ivan glanced around, what was this? Why had Felix told him to come here? Then Felix tapped him on the shoulder from behind. Felix was paler than usual, as if ghostly, which as Ivan reminded himself, he probably was.
"Use your power to blow away darkness" he said mistily, and then walked into the side of the room Ivan was facing.
Ivan thought going back might be a better idea, but the door he'd entered had just vanished into thin air! Ivan wasn't too surprised, the fact he was still alive was creepy enough.
Ivan held up one hand and focused his psyenergy to summon a whirlwind, the winds blasted from Ivan's hand, the darkness swirled, and dissolved. Ivan stepped back horrified. Felix's corpse hung by the neck from a rope.
His eyes were the pale colour of death, blood splattered around his neck. Ivan reached out to touch him, but his hand passed right through him, Felix's corpse was an illusion, how was a mystery.
"Ivan!" a muffled voice shouted into his ear. Ivan swirled round unsheathing his sabres. No one. He was alone, and then the voice shouted again.
"Ivan! I've never failed yet, don't make you my first!"
Ivan was panicky now "Who are you?" he shouted.
"Wake up!"
C26: Please note, I'm planning about five more decapitations in this fanfic so its not nearly over yet!
