All characters are owned by George Macdonald except whatever OC's that I manage to come up with, purely fan made and inspired after reading all the great PatG fanfics :D
It was a dark and stormy night and the castle was eerily quiet as the creatures occupying the mountain rose up from their stone homes and turned to cast a black shadow over the walls of the castle. These creatures were goblins and they were now breaking out of their stone prisons and rising up under the cover of night to stand on the large cliffs of rock separating the caves of the Goblins and the kingdom.
The wind took shape and swirled around the group as it grew in size, then turned and hurled itself so that it blew furiously around a figure walking towards the very edge of a cliff. The figure strode confidently but elegantly as the hurricane like wind threatened to throw him off the cliff. Once they reached the very edge the figure stopped and watched the army crowd beneath.
This figure was different from the others rising up from the rubble, wearing a metal chest plate that only covered the chest, a dark brown loin cloth and a charcoal black cape. Those who were gathering in front of the cliff avoided his perch as they follow his lead. Even in the dark the other goblins felt the air of nobility swarm around the figure just as the cape he wore flowed around him in the wind.
Other goblins wouldn't dare disturb him for he was the king of the goblins, Korumn Madcurse.
Korumn wasn't very different than other goblins physically, he had the same hard head and yellow eyes, he was strong and though his muscles weren't enormous they were noticeable. The reason it was very easy to pick him out of a crowd was that he had a very recognizable stare, a sort of empty and yet indifferent way he looked at other goblins.
However, besides his eyes, there were a few things that set Korumn apart from the others and this included the fact that his skin was a deep dark green and he was extremely tall.
The wind whipped around the king of the goblins, howling angrily, but he stood unfazed by the chaotic storm, watching the castle with narrow beady eyes.
With his right hand he clutched the end of an old and battered sword that bore ancient inscriptions engraved into the blade, almost as if he waited to be attacked. At an early age he had been trained in the art of sword fighting but rarely used his sword when his teeth were much sharper and he preferred to tear into the soft fleshy throats of his enemies.
Large pointy ears that stuck out from the long greasy brown hair atop his head twitched as he heard quiet footsteps behind him. They clicked along the ground as the stone shoes smacked against the rocky cliff and he felt cold soft hands grab his arm in a tight squeeze, but he did not look beside him.
"How are you my darling," a small melodious voice whispered beside his ear.
"I am thinking Mefeero." Grumbled the goblin king, still watching the castle as the residence began to prepare for sleep. He heard the words clearly as if there was no wind whipping around the two as they stood on the cliff looking down upon the army that had mustered in front.
"Of what my sweet?" the young goblin woman murmured again and leaned her head against his arm, even she could only reach his shoulder height.
"Nothing important my love," he took a second and looked away from the castle to gaze upon his future bride. She had long slender ears, ovular yellow eyes, cream coloured skin that was tinted green but closer to the colour that of a sun person's and bright pink hair that sprouted out in all directions. She was somewhat short and stocky, but she was strong and aggressive. Out of all his suitors the king had noticed her and when she had fought for his love it had been her that he had cheered for.
When a king in the goblin world found himself a bride the goblin women who were interested in becoming the king's bride would fight for the honour of being queen.
Mefeero Dreadstalker was her name, and he had noticed her immediately, as soon as the stalky and yet charmingly attractive goblin stepped into the fighting ring the king had been on the edge of his seat. At first, when she had just stepped into the circle where other goblin women were fighting, the king's ears flicked up and he caught sight of her beauty.
She had a circular face that was so perfect the moon could not rival it, deep golden orbs for eyes, ample bust and lushes hips. He remembered his mouth had fallen open in shock and something he had never felt before surged through him like a shock of lightning, but what he knew immediately. Lust.
There was something ferocious and yet irresistibly sensual about this goblin woman.
She swayed from side to side judging the competition and then in one fell swoop, she glanced at him with her golden eyes before rushing at one Goblin woman who had put herself in front of Mefeero. This only further tantalized him and from the first time she looked his way he had felt the spark he had always been looking before. At the time he asked himself 'how could I have not seen her before.'
King Korumn had clutched a fist to his chest, his own nails biting into flesh of his palm as he bit down on his lips with sharp teeth, a trickle of blood flowing into his mouth.
The King licked his lips tonight, it was as if he could still taste the blood from that day whenever he felt the warm touch of his lover close to him.
After Mefeero had proven herself worthy to the king by defeating all those that had tried to fight her, the king also realized that she had a deep and intense vigour that he had never been able to see in the eyes of any other goblin woman.
When he congratulated her in front of the crowd of watchers the king had to stop himself from taking her away from the prying eyes of the goblin court to his royal chambers.
But even he could not resist her disarming looks for very long. Before marriage, he had snuck into her bedroom one night and had laid down with her.
Even though the goblins and the sun people were anything but similar, with entirely different courts and customs, having relations before being married was looked down upon by both goblins and sun people.
Yet he had not been able to chase away the temptation even though he was typically a goblin of great control.
The king knew that he would have to be married to Mefeero soon before she was bombarded by the questioning kingdom.
The sooner they were married, the better.
If Mefeero was ever to be with child before they were married she would be cast out from the goblin society. To this day they had not been married yet and in the goblin kingdom being with child and not being married was extremely bad even if he was king and it was his child.
However the goblins had been planning this day for a very long time and he could not risk throwing it off for a ceremony when they would be able to have the marriage when she and he came back.
The king even rationalized that the child they would have together would live in a better world when he succeeded in bringing down the Sun kingdom tonight. His children wouldn't be trapped by the will of the Sun people, whatever children he had, girl or boy, they would be able to exist and rise to their full potential without those stupid Sun people interfering with everything.
"They shall never be cold or alone." Muttered the dark king as he watched the lights of the castle extinguish one by one, counting each and every light as he had for many nights.
The thought truly caused the king to smile with a dark grin as he watched the last light, other than the flames on the sides of the castle, go out 'Oh, my children will do such nasty things to those stupid spoiled sun brats.'
"What is it?" grinned Mefeero as she noticed the smile Korumn had on his face.
"I am excited for our marriage, after we are finally done with these miserable Sun people, we can make them into our slaves and force them underground and serve us" he paused and then lost all the cruelty in his eyes, for he couldn't not look at his wife and feel this kind of anger, "we will have a great family, children that are just as aggressive and vivacious as you." he smiled, running a claw under the neck of his beautiful bride and she gave him a flirtatious smile in return.
"And as handsome and cunning as you." The king chuckled lightly when he heard Mefeero growl this playfully in his ear.
"Once we are married we shall have a real family, you and I, and then no one, not even the Sun people, will stand in our way." The King wrapped a muscular and dark emerald green arm around her waist, bringing her closer to him. Mefeero looked up at him with a loving smile and he turned to watch the castle once more, now a strong determination in his eyes as another raging gust of wind ripped past them, but Mefeero looked down for only a second, slightly uneasy as she placed a hand to her stomach.
Noticing that his fiancé had become relatively quiet, the king turned to Mefeero, grabbing the hand that had been placed over her abdomen and smiled softly, revealing a few unevenly spaced teeth.
She glanced up at him but turned her head away so that she wouldn't have to lie to his eyes when he asked her.
"Is there something wrong Mefeero?" the goblin king whispered upon seeing the look on her face.
"I-" she began but was interrupted by another voice that fought to be heard over the wind.
"Brother, it is time that we move on." Hollered the king's first hand goblin and younger brother, Gazlowe Madcurse. "The army is getting restless with this wind Sire, I don't believe we can wait all that much longer."
"They will wait for their king if they know what's good for them." The king loomed over his brother threateningly. Of course he would never harm his brother, at least, not to the point that it would be severely damaging.
Gazlowe Madcurse would have only been a little shorter than his brother if he stood up straight, but to due to an accident as a child Gazlowe was left with a hunched back that he would never truly recover from.
Gazlowe nodded to his brother and then turned to Mefeero who was becoming uneasy from the attention she was being given.
"It is nothing" Mefeero said, backing away from the king and his brother with a very serious look on her face. Then Mefeero smiled with a deep aggression in her eyes, the wind taking her hair and streaming it wildly over her face, "Now let's get those dirty pigs."
Gazlowe looked at her with an odd expression on his face but Korumn just smiled, once again revealing his yellow tinted teeth, "Let's" smiled Korumn taking a leap off the cliff and landing just in front of the giant army.
"It's time to show these sun people who's king!" Roared the goblin king as he thrust the fist that was holding his sword into the air. Then charging down the side of the rocky mountain, heading off in the direction of the castle with the large army trailing after him.
'They're all going to wish they were never born' thought the king as he dashed over the rubble and thorn bushes that grew on the mountain, moving around the boulders at an incredibly fast pace, watching the outer lights of the castle slowly coming into view.
Woohoo chapter 2 done... yay ^-^
Well it's been one of those days, I hope everyone is enjoying their holidays and I hope to get more of this up. By the way, Korumn is a personal OC of mine.