Finally! Sorry about the delay people, I had this on my computer for weeks, just things happen... So on with the story!
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Chapter 1-Blood Red Eyes
The screams of Mysidians could be heard all around. Court Sages were fighting to their death to protect the town, but to no avail. Women and children were slaughtered despite all efforts made to protect them. Through it all, Emily ran, simply ran, with no specific thought made towards her destination. There was only one thing on her mind…
Where is the High Elder?
The flames and the smoke were beginning to get to her, and she was soon coughing. Even as her pace slowed, she did not stop running. She did not stop searching. Emily pushed herself through the smoke and closer to Devil's Road. It was the only place she hadn't yet looked, and after that, she intended to head to Baron.
By now, she was slugging. It was only a few more paces to Devil's Road. Emily tore off a strip of her skirt and put it to her mouth in a desperate attempt to filter the polluted air. She slowly stopped coughing and quickened her pace again.
Emily took a sharp turn as soon as she found the town square, and ran through the streets towards the Devil's Road, panicking deeply. She was almost at the door leading into Devil's Road when…
"Do you humans really think you can take us on?" said a serpentine voice. Emily turned on her heel to consider the speaker. She gasped, for this was no ordinary person. It was a man, almost seven feet tall in height. However, his height was not what startled Emily, for growing from his back, were a pair of, huge, black, dragon wings. And his eyes were a soulless blood red with no pupils, as if he was not human., perhaps a creature, but definitely not a human.
Emily backed up slowly in pure shock, hoping in her futility that this strange man would go away and leave her unscathed. She quickly pulled out her staff, Esflur, and started whispering the incantations for a Firaga spell. Emily held her hand up. The staff's glossy orb burned red as fire, and a huge Firaga spell came from her outstretched hand. It floated a few inches from her hand, revolving threateningly.
The man looked purely entertained. "Try me," he simply said.
"Oh, I will!" Emily shouted in reply. She shot the fire-based spell right at him, aiming for his sword hand. The man unsheathed his sword and held it up to guard himself from the incoming spell.
This guy is crazy; Firaga powered by Esflur can melt even mythril.
Emily's flames hit the man's sword head on. However, instead of melting the sword as Emily had expected, it dissolved and faded into the sword, as if the sword was absorbing the spell's power. After the whole spell had been sucked away, the sword began radiating an intense red.
Emily gasped. She had thought it impossible, yet she had seen it with her own eyes.
"You're one of the six Mystics of prophecy, aren't you?" he said, "You are very powerful."
Emily gave a puzzled look. "I…I… don't know what you're talking about…" she stammered.
"Of course you don't, and nor do your two brothers," the man said, getting ready to attack.
"My what?" Emily gasped, very surprised at where the talk was going, "I don't have any brothers!"
The man set up in a run towards Emily, his sword posed to slice. "Why should you care if you did? You'll be dead soon!"
Emily put her staff up, ready to parry. She glared daggers at the man in front of her, ready to face death head on.
I'm not ready to die yet, especially from this guy!
"Emily, no!" shouted someone, a very familiar someone.
The High Elder!
The High Elder made his way quickly towards the battle. The menacing winged man was only a few yards away from Emily, ready to slice and dice her. The High Elder dodged right in front of Emily, and the attack. The winged man sliced him on the chest, rather than Emily, and the High Elder fell to the ground, breathing heavily. Blood gushed out of his chest at a surprisingly fast rate.
"As if that's going to do the girl any good," the man spat, getting ready to attack again.
"Emily…head to Baron…the winged man speaks the truth of your brothers…" the High Elder said weakly.
"No, I'm not leaving your side," Emily said stubbornly, at the moment uncaring as to whether she had siblings.
Twenty years under his care, learning advanced magic. He was my only friend, the only person I knew of in this world. My life means nothing compared to his…I won't go!
"Please…go…it's the way it has to be…" the High Elder said.
"It won't help," the winged man interrupted, "You won't get out of Mysidia alive."
"GO!" the High Elder shouted.
Emily got up slowly, looked back at the winged man, and started running towards Devil's Road.
The man quickly dodged in front of the entrance, his ability to fly an obvious speed advantage. "You aren't going anywhere," he said. He pointed the sword at Emily and it glowed red with Emily's Firaga spell. Its surface raged with flames, and the man ran again at Emily, this time with a blazing sword.
Out of nowhere, a Blizzaga spell hit him square in the shoulder. He flinched in pain and grabbed his shoulder.
"Come on, go!" a voice shouted from the direction of the spell. There stood a man in his early twenties. He held an Elios Staff, a staff only Court Sages were allowed to use.
Emily, too tired to argue, finally running towards Devil's Road. With only a quick glance behind her, she slammed open the door and ran to the portal that was the Devil's Road. Before she dematerialized, she saw the man who saved her run in, clutching a cloth to a gaping wound on his shoulder.
Emily felt guiltier than she had felt in all of her twenty years. She clutched the locket holding her father's picture to her heart. She felt all of her mental and physical exhaustion rushing into her, making her feel wobbly.
Why me?
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And thankies to my beta-reader, Sorceress Ash!