Irma's Tale
By Lost Prince
Disclaimer: I don't own W.I.T.C.H.
Chapter One: History
'Our story begins long before the guardians were even born, back to the time of the great war and the emergence of the demon empire, under the necromancer, and what horror he brought …'
It began 95 years ago ( at year 430 DD ), when he stumbled upon the art of necromancy and got known by the name of Lord Cedric. He used to be every girls dream, an almost prince charming. We say almost because even though he was tall with blue eyes and long golden hair, he wasn't a prince. His looks also made him appear weak, being thin with yellow skin. Nevertheless, from his early childhood, kids and adults both feared him alike. He always had an evil aura around him, which was reflected clearly in his eyes, they showed his lust for power, domination, and control and when he found the cursed book, he found a way to realize his ambition.
He gathered an army made of demons, undead, werewolves and vampires and started a war in aim to conquer the entire continent of Metamoor.
At that time, Metamoor was divided and torn between several small nations, fighting among themselves for whatever reason, which made it easier for Cedric and his army to submit Metamoor to his will.
He started his invasion on the northern countries, which fell fast under the undead army, and declared the foundation of the Dark Empire, and that all the others should submit to his rule, or they shall face a fate worse than death.
Seeing this, the rest of the countries decided to forget about their trivial problems, and to take a stand in face of this threat.
They united and formed a new nation, which got known later on as the Holy Kingdom of Meridian, and with that the humans army (wizards of the north, rangers of the south, ninjas and knight from the central area) got the upper hand, and it looked like as if victory was assured to be for the human army.
But no matter how much they tried to kill Lord Cedric, he just came back from the dead, as if he was immortal.
No matter how much of his army they killed, he just raised the bodies of their dead comrades to do his bidding, it was an endless cycle of death.
After 20 years ( 450 DD ), they managed to find a way to stop this madness, and a powerful wizard placed a strong curse on the Necromancer, sealing his magical power, but still they couldn't kill him, so they trapped him in a cave and sealed the entrance.
With the fall of the leader, the Dark Empire and all of the undead army just broke apart and spread throughout the land, taking a hiding place in the forests and caves, and even thought they sometimes attack the near villages, it was nothing that the local guards couldn't handle.
Metamoor was now united under the rule of the Holy Kingdom, and just as the people had thought that the days of peace had returned, a prophesy was made, shattering that dream and putting the people at the edge, in constant fear and anticipation.
The prophecy stated, "When the three great stars form a line in the sky, the demon shall walk the lands once again, but in a new form that can't separate him from his preys the humans, only the snake traits shall revel his true identity.
Wherever he goes, death and destruction followed, and he shall bring the land to chaos once again, until the seven colored light fills the castle following the sacrifice of the light of meridian, which shall be the end of his terror for all eternity".
The thing that made the people more scared is that these stars make a line every five years, so they started preparing for the next war immediately.
The thing is, the war didn't happen, and the Necromancer stayed looked up in his cave for more than 30 years ( up to 480 DD ).
Slowly, with the restoration of the cities and the prosperity of the Meridian, the prophecy seemed less than likely to occur. After 45 years (at 495 DD), it became a bedtime story to scare the kids, but for the elderly, those who witnessed the death of their loved ones, the destruction of their homes, there is always this small chance, that it may come true the next time, it is always in their mind.
At the year 500 DD, an earthquake had shaken the northern area, and when the local villagers came to see the damage it left, to their horror, they found the entrance to the cave that seals the Necromancer demolished, with no trace of the said demon.
'After 50 years of being looked up in the cave, Lord Cedric has managed to escape, and is free to roam the land once again.'
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AN: First of all, I would like to thank all the readers and especially XV-Dragon, who took part of his time to review. Thank you.
I would also like to thank my friends in enduring my ever long talk about this story. What would I do without you guys.
Finally, I would also like to thank Girl of Light Writer for Betareading this chapter.
Well, that's about it for the second chapter, and the calendar thing is just something that I made up that has no meaning. But for the curios, DD stands for Dalton Death (which led to the divided Metamoor), as for the number of years given in this chapter, well it is there to make it like how a documentary report would look like, and to keep you with the flow of the events, not that big of a deal.
The next chapter will be a blast in every aspect, I can promise you that. Stay tuned and leave a review please. Thank you.