The Soul in the Dark

Chapter V

Silently, Tyh sat in the cargo room of the Bastok - Jeuno Airship, he had decided to go directly to Eldieme instead of meeting Cid, he couldn't think about anything else but DeMondé "Why...what is happening to me...why am I doing what I am..." he shook his head "...Even if I did have feelings for her, she's a Mithra, I don't think society would approve of our relationship"

The Airship shook as it landed in at Port Jeuno and Tyh stood up, he had finally decided to dust off his Iron Musketeer armour for this personal mission of his, he stepped out of the ship and into the busy streets of Jeuno, looking around he saw hundreds of people, some of them merchants, others adventurers,. "Yet...at the same time, i could care less of what society thinks, this world is so corrupt it allows slavery." Very rarely a Dark Knight like him would come along so he got a few unnerving looks as he walked to the border of Jeuno to Batallia Downs, Drawing his DeathBringer in case any stray monsters decide to have an early meal at his expense.

It Didn't take long to get to the entrance of Eldieme, where he was greeted by a familiar black shrouded face.

"I thought I killed you!" he said to the demon

"Master Orlock has many demon slaves such as I, you just killed one of his many"

"Right, whatever, just take me to DeMondé"

The demon looked at him and tilted his head "Do you have the sword?"

"Yes I have the sword" he said in a bored tone, rolling his eyes

"Give me the sword and I will take you to the Mithra" the demon held out his hand expecting the swords hilt

"No one touches this sword till I see DeMondé, do I make myself clear" he pointed to the demon "Take me to her now and I'll hand over the sword, but until then the sword stays with me"

The Elvaan Demon nodded "as you wish sir" he held his arms at his sides casting the Black Magic 'Warp' the spell taking effect immediately, the darkness engulfing them both as they are warped inside the depths of Eldieme.

Moments later, Tyh found himself in the prison cells of Orlock's lair. "This must be the place" he looked around, the coldness biting his skin through his armour, the distinct smell of death lingered in the air, the floor and ceiling was damp, a perfect place for torturing and killing someone...speaking of which..."DeMondé!" Tyh looked around more, the only light filling the cave like structure was planks of wood set alight illuminating a single path . He slowly made his way down that path, kicking aside the skulls that attempted to trip him over.

Then it was at that moment he saw who he was looking for, but the sight he didn't like, he saw the Mithra perfectly, but it wasn't until he was up close to her that it all sunk in, the poor Mithra was cut almost everywhere, chained up to a wall, she was practically nude, the only cover she had was that of a simple drag covering her lower region. He took off one of his gauntlets and felt her cheek, her skin was ice cold, but she was still breathing, her face was wet from a cold sweat that had stricken her during Altana knows what events.

"What has he done to you..." he asked her, but got no response, she was clearly unconscious, he slipped his gauntlet back on and drew his DeathBringer and he raised it above his head "Don't worry, I've come to get you out of this hell hole" but before he could cut even one chain he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, dropping the sword he dropped to his knees groaning in pain "What the hell?" He looked to his shoulder to see an arrow pierced through his armour and deep into his arm.

"WHAT THE!" he shouted out, wondering where the arrow came from.

Suddenly laughter was heard

"Impressed my good friend? I have such a good aim to I not?" a voice emerged from somewhere "It wont be long, the Arrowhead that is in your shoulder, it was filled with a deadly poison, you will die within the hour if not treated"

Tyh looked around, pulling the arrow out of his shoulder and picking up his DeathBringer "SHOW YOURSELF, COWARD!" Tyh Demanded, looking around more "COME OUT AND FIGHT ME!" his voice echoed, his eyes scanning the area, suddenly another arrow flew through the air and hit him dead in the other shoulder before a Brown haired Elvaan emerged from the shadows, sword in hand.

"So...this is the power of a Dark Knight? Such pathetic endurance, cant even take an arrow or two" the evil Elvaan grinned

"W...Who are you?" Tyh asked gripping his shoulder that the arrow was in "A...Are you DeMondé's capturer?"

"Indeed I am...And I believe that sword is mine" he pointed to Tyh's DeathBringer

Tyh got to a stance, holding up the blade "You want it...c...come and get it you long necked bastard!"

"Funny Dark Knight, but insults will only quicken your death and the last face you see will be that of your executioner, Orlock!"

"Well...Orlock..."he managed to get out, the poison was working fast on him "I...I greet death with open arms...so...If you wish to kill me...you may try" his eyes started to get heavy as he charged at Orlock wearily and slashing at Orlock, only for him to dodge and spin around to Tyh's back, Orlock's Greed Scimitar slashing across the back of Tyh, causing him to stumble further from pain.

"Come Now Dark Knight, i would have thought you would atleast be an even match to me, i guess i was sadly mistaken" the Elvaan laughed as he dodged another cut from Tyh, his arrows poison was working further. "Your feeling weak, that is the poison kicking into your system...soon your organs will give up and shut down, killing you"

"Y...You will pay for what you done Orlock" Tyh dropped his sword, feeling himself lose consciousness, he lunges at Orlock one last time, throwing his arm and fist toward him only for Orlock to duck it and thrust his blade into the gut through his armour then being thrown to the floor.

"Your...Donation to my power is greatly appreciated Dark Knight, soon Vana'diel wil be mine"

"Y...You wont win...Orlock..." Tyh muttered out, rolling onto his back, blood dripping out of his open wound "I will stop you...and rescue...DeMondé..." He spluttered and coughed up blood, looking back up to Orlock with a grin "And the day i come back, will be the last day of your life" he took a scroll from his pocket and read from it, starting up a Warp Spell "DeMondé...I'm Sorry...I...I will come back for you..."

Tyh wasn't sure if she could hear him as the darkness engulfed him, sending him back to Bastok in front of his house, on his feet, he took a few steps but then collapsed, to the hard cement floor.

Back in Eldieme, Orlock Celebrates his victory over Tyh, holding the DeathBringer in his hands

"Finally...with this, I can achieve ultimate power" he turns the blade around, admiring it.

He looked towards the tied up DeMondé, who was now half awake

"Your Friend is foolish, such a shame he had to die the way he did" Orlock walked over to her holding the blade of the DeathBringer to her neck "what's more of a shame is that you didn't see it yourself"

"He'll be back Orlock...I have faith in him...you wont win in the end, Tyh will kill you and put an end to your little reign of terror and slavery" The Mithra, tired and drained only had enough to mutter

"The Only time he'll be back will be when he's nothing more than a ghost, watching over you" Orlock hissed. He was so sure that he had defeated the Dark Knight.

"Your wrong...He's alive still" was all that DeMondé could say before passing out once more.