Chapter 6: The Guild of Heros

Five years had passed since the take over of Knothole Glade. Maze, now seventeen years old, has lived in hiding with Jack of Blades. They could not live in Bargate Prison anymore, for construction of the prison had began, causing them to hide in a hidden part of Darkwood. Maze had learned all of Jack's techniques. He was becoming quite the evil wizard. Yet he had surpassed Jack in one area of his life. His charm. He could manipulate and talk his way into anything he wanted to without having to use force. He learned of the Guild of Heros, a place where heros, both good and bad gathered to test their skills. Jack had convinced Maze that his way was the only way to go in life, and Maze would follow this teaching.

Now, Jack's young apprentice would face a new challenge in his life.

"Maze, come here." said Jack to Maze, as he was training his will power, shooting at baby Balverines.

"Yes, master, what will you be teaching me today? Will I be slaying Hobbes, or learning of the guild or-"

"Not, today." interrupted Jack. "Today, you will leave me, and go the Guild of Heros."

"What! How, you taught me that-"

"Maze, it is time that I tell you about my quest."

"Are you sure? I am ready to here it, I promise."

"I am Jack of Blades. I have roamed the shores of Albion for centuries at a time. My origins are unknown, even to me. I am merely a mask of possession passed down from one corrupt hero to another. Yet I want more out of my life. I have been in search of the legendary weapon wielded by King Archon himself. This weapon is 'The Sword of Aeons.' This weapon was sealed away by Archon when its power corrupted him. He had placed focus sites all around Albion that once activated, would release the sword from its eternal prison. These focus sites are activated by 'The Septimal Key.' It is rumored that the key is revealed when the bloodline of Archon is in its presence. I am on a mission to find the descendant of Archon, if this person is found, I can have the sword, and together, you and I can rule the world."

"I see…..so what do you need me for?" this was all a bit much for Maze.

"The descendant of Archon is most likely a member of the guild. The guild knows of me well, so I can not show my face. Go there Maze, I will keep in touch with you with my seal. Live there for as long as you can. Use your charm, win over the people, gain there trust, and win them over for the good of your master."

"I will master, I promise." with that, Maze had teleported to look out point, right in front of the guild.

This part of Albion looked so peaceful. It reminded Maze of his summers in Knothole Glade. He stopped day dreaming and entered.

Madness occurred inside. The guild had been undergoing renovations, the entire structure of heros were changing.

"Excuse me" said Maze to a guard.

"Hmph?" grunted the guard.

"Who is in charge here?"

The guard laughed "That's what all the ruckus is about sonny. No one's definitely in charge, acolytes running around everywhere, heros not knowing what to do. Anyway, Scythe is pretty much taking the lead in these matters, he's over there, standing in the tavern, just finished a meeting, talk to him now, while he's free."

Maze walked over to Scythe. Scythe was a tall, scaly, demonic looking figure with a raspy voice; very intimidating at first glance.

"E-Excuse me, are you Scythe?"

"Yes, can I help you?" said Scythe.

"My name is Maze, I am interested in joining the guild."

"Hmm, how old are you?"

"Seventeen."

"Bah! You're far too old to start now, you would be too far behind!"

Suddenly, a balding man with a little mustache came in.

"Oh nonsense Scythe, you shouldn't be talking to anyone about age!" said the man

"Oh Wheeler, always like you to oppose me!" said Scythe.

"Let the boy join, cant you sense his power? He is no novice!"

"This is true…alright, we need heros right now, you may stay. Go to this room, I will train you tomorrow." He handed Maze a note telling the room number.

Maze went to the room and lied down. He felt as if he was betraying his father with Jack's request, yet he knew who his master was now. His life mission was set.

Her