AN: I definitelly wasn't making fun of Siri in the last chapter! Obviously...

Chapter 12: Dark Army

When I woke up, I was in the nurse's house, right next to Clothier. I shook my head and jumped out of bed, not feeling the least bit of pain. The nurse rushed over to me.
"Vald, Guide wants to see you. He said it was urgent, and that he wanted you as soon as you were up." Nurse said. I nodded and suddenly noticed I was without my armor. I felt weak.
"Your sword and armor are in the chest in the corner." Nurse said hurriedly. I was starting to think she could read my mind. I put on the chestplate, then the leggings, then the boots, and rested the helmet on my head. I picked my sword up and sheathed it, and finally, slipped my cloak over my shoulders and clicked the wings into place. I ran out the door and flew over to Guide's house. I opened the door and barged in. Guide seemed not to care.
"Hello." I said, seating myself.
"Good morning. Please make yourself comfortable, because I have quite a bit to say to you." Guide said calmly. I shifted around in my seat, and threw my cloak to the ground.
"First of all, let me ask, who shot that arrow?" I asked, resting my arm on the table. Guide shifted nervously.
"Well... that was the lord of darkness himself. Or at least one of his messengers. It had a note attached." Guide said, rummaging through his pockets. He eventually produced a sheet of red paper. it smelled of dried blood, and I quickly realized it was dyed with it. I looked at the writing.
You were clever in capturing Skeletron Prime, but he was not the end of what I possess. Today at dusk, expect us. No light can defeat darkness...
I shuttered with recognition upon reading the last line. The horrible screech of the Eater of worlds as it burst from the ground, the sinking feeling of the wall of flesh rising up from the ash, and the brain of cthulu's last roar. No light could defeat darkness. Yet it did. And now, it could all be in vain. I clenched my fist and turned to Guide, whose head was bowed.
"Light will triumph once again. We will be ready." I said confidently. "And you know what I think of this?" I asked rhetorically. Guide looked up. I slammed my sword through the paper, and watched blood spill all over the table. "What a bunch of hippy, dippy, baloney." I said, laughing heartily. Guide tried to suppress a laugh, but quickly joined me.
"I was hoping you'd say something like that." Guide said, still smiling. I grabbed the paper, crumpled it, and opened the door. I spat on it and threw it, watching it bounce along the ground. I slammed the door and sat back down.
"So, what else did you have to tell me?" I asked, dropping my smile. Guide took a deep breath.
"The lord of darkness is gathering an army inside the dungeon. Skeletons, zombies, other undead freaks, tons and tons of crimson monsters, and maybe even an army of goblins. I think that the note was telling us that he was done gathering troops. Luckily, if any of these attack, the unicorns, gastropods and pixies will come running to our aid. They will ignore us at worst, and maybe even work with us at best." Guide answered. I frowned and stood up.
"I have to go" I started, but guide shook his head.
"Already done." Guide said. I sighed with relief and ran outside.
"Where are you going?" Guide asked, chasing after me.
"To Logrolf!" I said triumphantly. Guide seemed confused.

"Pa Lak Dinok! Fo los druvaak! Las paz danuuk!" Logrolf shouted, the strange chanting echoeing across the hallow. Unicorns turned around and snarled with anger, pixies began to buzz, and gastropods came filing from holes in the ground. Logrolf continued chanting until he had every last unicorn, pixie and gastropod circled around him. A few glowing swords that looked exactly like Logrolf's spun around in the air. I clenched my teeth.
"Creatures of the hallow, hear me and gather, for I am here to anounce the attack of the lord of darkness, and release of his armies. All hope is not yet lost though- if you will follow us into battle, the hallow will live on. Will you aid us in our battle against the crimson?" Logrolf asked, looking around. The unicorns bowed their heads, and the pixies buzzed excitedly. The gastropods peeked out their heads from under their shells, smiling. Suddenly, a unicorn with a golden mane and tail emerged from the crowd, its blue eyes glowing brightly. It walked towards Logrolf, and nuzzled its head against him. "Ah. Sabior, my old friend. I suppose you will follow me into battle once more." Logrolf said happily. The unicorn nodded. Logrolf jumped onto his back. Guide and I looked at each other in amazement. I looked up at Logrolf, speechless.
"What's going on?" Guide asked suddenly.
"I don't entirely know, guide. I do know that I am reunited with an old friend, and that the creatures of the hallow will gladly follow us into battle." Logrolf said solemnly. Guide nodded, his gaze wandering to me. He turned his head slowly, and began to say something, but suddenly stopped. He raised his hand, and, with a gasp, pointed to the hills. My eyes widened and I saw the moon rising up. But as quickly as I saw it, it was gone. The sky began to grow darker and darker, and I realized with horror that the sky was utterly blocked by chimeria and other abominations. Some creatures I recognized from the corruptions flew this way and that, forming into a huge orb. Legions of skeletons with jagged weapons and unpolished armor covered the hills, flanked by an army of goblins wearing shining armor and carrying spears. And as I stared up, a huge, scaly white beast flew through the sky, carried by whatever magical forces kept it aloft. It circled around the orb of soul eaters, and a few more quickly followed.
"Wyverns..." Guide said with horror. Logrolf Gaped at the skeptical. Suddenly, a hole opened in the orb, and a row of seemingly floating sets of glowing purple armor filed out on a quickly growing ramp of soul eaters. The sets of armor all had a light's bane at their side, and I suddenly noticed a dark aura where the head and hands should have been. In the middle of the strange aura that replaced the head were two glowing red eyes. And, after all of them had come out, one more thing came out. It was wearing a full set of strange glowing red armor and had a sweeping white cape. A visor completely blocked my view of his face. He had what looked like my sword, but with a green and purple aura flashing around it. As he reached the bottom of the ramp, he drew his sword. I stared at him. Something about him seemed familiar. All of his soldiers also drew theirs.
"Who are you?" I asked, approaching him.
"Who am I? Who are you to ask that question?" The figure said in a cold, grating voice. Guide shrunk back.
"I am Vald, and I fight in the name of the spirit of light." I said, drawing my sword and brandishing it.
"Ah. I have heard of you." He said in a strange tone. Logrolf rode over to me. The figure snarled and looked at Logrolf.
"Logrolf..." It said in a voice dripping with hatred and menace. I stared at them.
"It has been a long time since I saw you last, Dovan." Logrolf said. The red armored knight seemed to pause for a moment and lower his weapon. He quickly raised it again.
"That name means nothing to me anymore. Nothing other than a weak fool." The figure said angrily.
"Then you truly are lost. You saved the world from the corruption, yet you now fight alongside the lord of darkness to restore it. I can tell your power has grown. Yes, you are nearly equal to the lord of darkness. But you are not. Your anger and hatred seem to have taken you over, Dovan." Logrolf said sadly. Dovan snarled.
"Don't call me that old man. I am not Dovan anymore." He shouted, his voice cracking.
"Then what are you?" Logrolf asked calmly.
"Stronger than YOU!" He shouted and swung his sword. A glowing purple after image slammed into Logrolf and sent him crashing to the ground. Dovan laughed darkly. I stared in horror. Suddenly, I shouted something and slammed my sword into him with such force that he flew several feet before smashing into the ground. All of the eater of souls backed away. Dovan coughed loudly and rose up. He threw his broken visor to the side and revealed his face- a face that I recognised. It was almost exactly like mine. I stared at him with an impossible to describe emotion. It was somewhere between horror and curiousity. A thousand questions were spinning through my head. Was Logrolf okay? Was this the first hero of Terraria? What was that sword? Where was the lord of darkness?
I didn't dwell any longer on these, as Dovan quickly swung his sword, sending the spinning after image towards me. I rolled out of the way, and it disapeared when it hit the ground. I flew into the air and laned on top of him. He growled and tried to shake me off, but I managed to tackle him to the ground. I knocked his sword out of his hand and raised mine, but was suddenly smitten by a dark tendril, which flung me into the air. I hit the ground, but quickly stood back up, dusting myself off. Every part of my body stung, and I was wondering what the heck happened. Dovan was standing again, and his left hand was crackling with purple energy. I barely dodged a second dark tendril, which was closely followed by a few demon scythes. I ran towards him again, kicking his sword away before he could grab it. He backed up, and I mercilessly slammed my sword into his stomach. His armor dented and he screamed in pain. Suddenly, he produced a long red glaive, seemingly from nowhere, and held it with both hand. I ducked as he stabbed with it, though he caught on to my cloak. I threw off my cloak and flew into the air. He put the glaive away, and pulled out something that looked like the minishark, but bigger and darker. It released a huge amount of bullets, some of which tore through my armor. I yelped in pain as the glowing green bullets slammed into me, and I felt as if a horrible cursed fire was burning within me. I landed on the ground with a loud thump, my wings torn. I stood up and smashed my sword into Dovan's side. He flinched, though he ducked my next slice. He kicked me in the stomach, and I felt as if I had just been hit by a wrecking ball. It left a glowing purple stain on my armor. I suddenly had a bright idea and grabbed my minishark. I fired all of my bullets at him, laughing as I felt the immense power I was letting out of the gun barrel. They punched several holes in his armor, causing blood to stain the ground. He seemed momentarily surprised, but quickly sent a glowing bolt from his sword. It hit me in the stomach, and I fell on my back, writhing in pain. It hurt. I managed to stand up, but was quickly passed by Logrolf, riding his unicorn. He circled around Dovan, slashing at him with his sword whenever he could. Dovan cried out in agony and eventually fell to the ground, blood squirting everywhere.
"I'm sorry." Logrolf said. But before he could bring his sword down on the ex hero, I slammed my sword into his neck. The forces of the corruption and crimson fell back. I quickly picked up his nearly ruined armor, and his gun. I hestitated and picked up the sword. I might need it. I turned towards the cloud of Corrupt forces, and they buzzed angrily. Then, they all started to close in. I pulled out the strange machine gun, which seemed to be loaded with plenty of bullets, and fired it off into the crowd. Within a few seconds, I had tore through a huge amount of them, and they were angry. I had just kicked a hornet's nest! They all flew forward, gnashing their pincers angrily. The gastropods began firing red lasers, and more of them popped from the ground. The unicorns charged forwards and stabbed their horns through anything that got to close. The pixies flew into the sky and struck with surprising power. Suddenly, many of the pixies began dropping from the sky, covered in golden liquid. Those things again! The culprits flew in and began firing bolts of ichor at the rebelious animals. They were falling left and right, and some larger sized eater of souls sucked in and fired bolts of disgusting looking spit, which seemed to make the victim much weaker and slower. Some dropped dead from the strain. As I looked around me, I saw that the previously undefeated gastropod forces were being crushed between the jaws of the dark beasts. Slime oozed from the dead gastropods and onto the floor, making it hard to walk around without stepping in their remains. The unicorns still stood proud, and I noticed we were starting to head towards the village.
"Oh gosh..." I whispered. Guide and logrolf suddenly came to my side, Guide now mounted on a unicorn. We ran to the village, and I saw with relief that it was safe. However, the huge amount of the dark army that was left was starting to form into odd shapes- tunnels. Suddenly, hundreds of skeletons and goblins came running through the tunnels, and onto the battlefield. They quickly destroyed the remaining pixies with spearks, arrows, swords and axes, and got straight to work on the unicorns. They were followed by the purple sets of armor, all with swords drawn. I ran to the center of the village, and waited for the armies to come. As soon as the first group of skeletons and goblins came, I was already swinging my sword, slashing through several at once. Bone shattered, and green flesh and shining metal was torn as I leapt this way and that, though I was soon surounded. One of the suits of armor charged towards me, and I slashed at it. It blocked my blow and swung at me. I parried it, and ducked the next blow. I flew over him, and stabbed him through the back as he landed. He fell to the ground, lifeless. I pulled out my machine gun, and began firing bullets at the horde of skeletons around me. Suddenly, I saw that some of the skeletons were heading for the house. I flew over to them, but before I got there, they had already smashed down the walls of the goblin tinkerer and mechanic's house. I ran in to help them, and saw that the goblin tinkerer was shielding the mechanic from the onslaught of blows, using only a bar of metal. He was covered in cuts and bruises. I tried to reach him, but he suddenly fell with an axe in his side. Mechanic attempted to fight, but her wrench was snapped in half, and just as a skeleton wielding a sword began to swing down, I cut him in half. I was too late. The sword slammed into Mechanic's stomach. I felt like crying, but instead unleashed my fury on the skeletons in the house. By the end, Most of the house was gone, but all the skeletons near me were gone. I ran through the village, only to see all the houses I had built catching fire and crumbling. Inhabitants ran out, screaming, others not so lucky as to make it out. A hoarde of chimeria and soul eaters swarmed in, but all of them suddenly exploded, pieces flying everywhere. A jet of blue liquid was being sprayed everywhere, putting out fires and killing goblins, undead and chimeria. It seemed to heal nearby unicorns. I turned around, and saw steampunker, holding what looked like a flamethrower, and with a vat of blue liquid on her back. I gawked.
"Behold! The clentaminator!" She shouted, holding up the device. She ran all over the village, doing about the same thing. I smiled. I was ready for whatever came next. Soon I was back to crushing skeletons and slaying goblins. Another suit of enchanted armor attacked me, but I sliced it in half without difficulty. Too easy.

"If anyone is alive, please come to the center of the village!" I shouted, motioning with my arms. I counted the people alive- there was steampunker, clothier, guide, Logrolf, and nurse. I nearly broke down in tears when I saw this. Almost everyone I knew was dead. I was about to say something, but was interrupted by a roar. I hoped the corruption forces hadn't already broken through the shield Logrolf had put around the village. As I turned around, one of the huge, white dragons swooped in and grabbed the clothier between its jaws. It shook him around and threw him to the ground. It let out another massive roar, and charged towards me. I growled and swung my sword, creating an ugly gash. I flew up and landed on its back, and I smashed my sword into it again. It roared and tried to shake me off. I pulled out a stick of dynamite, and held it at the ready. I cut a small hole in the beast, and lit the dynamite. I jumped off and watched its remains rain down in a shower of blood and ruined scale. It also left a light blue glowing orb in the sky, which I captured in my hand. As I did this, I was suddenly knocked down by an immense force. As I managed to stand up, a looming, dark figure stood beside me. He wore full spiked black battle armor, and a large black cape. He had a strange japanese fan-shaped item at his side, and a huge glowing orange sword.
"Hello, Vald. I trust you won't disappoint me." He said. His voice boomed across the fields, and made me bow my head. I felt like there was no escaping him. So there was only one thing I could do.
"I won't." I said, drawing my sword.
AN: Oohh! Cliffhanger! Well, nice long chapter, just had to get that out...