"Chapter Two"
The sun was setting over the brilliant blue ocean. The huge ship sailed majestically over it, its sails pulling the ship to its destination. On the ship, figures were busily running to and fro, making sure the ship was fine. A thin figure stood on the deck staring out at the ocean, his eyes aflame. He was smiling. He could sense something. He did not know what it was, but he knew why it was there. It was sign. A sign of the land to come. A sign of those who he needed to face.
"Captain, you'd better some rest," said a soft voice.
"Yes. Thank you, Caul," said the captain. He started walking down the stairs to his grand cabin. It would not be long now.
Isaac and Jenna's rode up the rocky roads of the now dark Tolbi. Sitting behind Isaac lay five-year-old Dylan, fast asleep, his golden hair flowing in the wind. Peirs' Palace soon came into sight. They soon dismounted from their horses, and walked up the rest of the way; Jenna carrying the sleeping Dylan in her arms.
Twelve years earlier, Isaac and Jenna had got married in Vale. The couple had then sailed east, and stopped in the island village of Layol. They had enjoyed a happy, peaceful life, and had eventually conceived a child, Dylan. Dylan had grown up looking a lot like his father, but he had his mother's temper, which was a real pain for his parents.
So now, here they were, in front of Piers' palace, waiting to see how all of their friends had been getting on with life. Isaac raised his hand, and knocked on the great wooden door. It was opened a few moments later by none other that Piers, Ivan and Sheba.
"Welcome!" yelled Piers, raising his wine glass in a welcoming gesture. Jenna and Isaac were happy to see the others, and soon, when all the greetings were done, they were happily regaining each other with tales from the old days.
It was late now, and after all the drinks had been served, and the tales had been told, Jenna asked where everyone was.
"Well, Felix and Mia said they'd come later on in the week, anyway," he explained. "But Garet said he'd be here by now…." A concerned look swept across his face. "He's probably just running late." He said quickly.
Everyone else nodded, but they could not shake the feeling that something wasn't right. They ignored it.
Soon they were all in their rooms, sleeping in grand beds with lovely silk sheets. The open window blew a cool draft into Piers' room.
Back on the ship, the moon was reflected on the ocean. The captain stood on the empty deck of his sleepy ship, gazing at the ocean with wonder and love. He had long, silvery blue hair, and stood very tall. A mask hid his face. He had a long white and blue robe on, and big, black boots. A jewelled sword lay in his holster.
Why was he out at this time? Even he didn't know the answer. It was the feeling again. It grew stronger with each passing minute.
"I am going home" he said.
It was a few days after Ivan, Sheba, Isaac and Jenna had arrived. The feast had finished. Now the streets of Tolbi lay deserted. No sign of life was in the city. Everyone was at the colluseam. It was time for Colloso to begin.