Chapter One
Trinity
The
night has taken over the sky, and darkness has fallen over the forest my men
and I are walking in. Sounds echo through the trees, and small lights pierce
the darkness in the distance. Our target is ahead, the Solitary. The Solitary
is a lone mountain full of the riches mined by my family’s ancestors long ago.
During the revolution, it was captured early on, leaving the White Kingdom
without its riches.
There’s
a snapping sound. I turn around and look at my men. There are six of them;
barely protected by the little armor I was able to give them. They’re scared. I
can feel it. They’re trying to hide their fear from me.
Another
snapping sound echoed through the silence. I closed my eyes and allowed my
telekinesis to feel the woods close by. There are comion in the woods, the
camouflaged beasts of this area. If we do not disturb them, they will not
disturb us. Suddenly, as I am about to retract my telekinesis, the comion start
to transform.
I
slowly reached towards the small of my back. Both of my hands grip the intended
object, my knife handles. I squat down and listen, waiting to see how the
events will play out. “Don’t be alarmed, but there are Logarian soldiers in the
woods around us,” my voice whispered, alarming my men.
“How
many are there?” a voice from the group of soldiers asked.
“Enough
to bring our demise,” I responded, trying to keep my men on their toes.
Releasing
the knife handles, I stood back up and motioned for us to continue forward. Pushing
the brush out of the way, and continue through the maze of trees. Knowing we
need to put distance between the Logarian soldiers and mine, I pick up the
pace. I start to jog, careful not to make too much noise.
Ducking
under and jumping over fallen trees, I advance forward towards the tree line.
My soldiers starting to fall behind, taking a knee, I wait for my men to catch
back up. I let my telekinesis feel the woods again. We’re completely alone in
the woods. We’re safe. Standing up, we calmly walk out of the woods. A great
wave of relief washes over me, knowing I brought my soldiers to safety.
The
Solitary shooting towards the sky was a magnificent sight. I felt my eyes begin
to water at the beauty of this mountain. Knowing I only was a scouting mission
killed my buzz. I wished I had the full White Army with me so I could come down
towards the mountain and crush all resistance and take back the gold mine for
the kingdom.
I
hear a whizzing past my ear, and then a blue flash explodes at my feet. Flying
backwards and when I land flat on the ground my head is spinning. I hear
muffled yells and the sounds of swords clashing. I slowly got to my feet and my
sight wouldn’t clear. My vision soon came back to me, and I look around to see
what happened.
The
first thing I saw was four stone statues, two of which are men under my
command. In front of me a dozen Logarian soldiers attacked my four soldiers who
are huddling behind a weak force field. I reach behind my back and grab the two
knives from the scabbard on small of my back. I focus my mind on the spot next
to an enemy releasing a stream of intense flames at the force field.
Bracing
myself, I teleport and my vision goes black for a split second. Quickly, my
vision returned, and I instantly brought my knives down, stabbing the enemy.
Stone expanded over his body, and I teleported to the side of another attacking
soldier. Slicing with my knives, ending another life. Instantly teleporting
again, I brought my knife down on another enemy. My strike didn’t kill her and
I was pushed back by her telekinesis. She drew her sword and advanced towards
me weakly. I teleported again, this time appearing behind the wounded soldier,
killing her with my blades.
I
glanced and saw the force field of my allies break, and another one was turned
into a stone statue. A larger male soldier under my command punched the air and
flames emerged from his fist. Our enemies scattered, then reformed and charged
us. I twirled my knives then ran forward, feeling a need to save the lives
under my command. I twirled in between enemies, like water dancing around rocks
in a river. I killed a few, and wounded the others.
I
slid over some ice, which someone had conjured, and fell to the ground. When I
landed, I spun around and saw only one of my soldiers alive, the large male. He
had a long handled double bladed axe and was swinging it to keep enemies away.
There were only three more foes remaining, we could take them.
I
teleport over next to my remaining soldier, “Back to back,” he grunts. I place
my back so it’s facing his. I sense him swing his axe, so I glance backwards. A
stone statue lies at his feet; a small smile was on my allies face. It was an
unsettling sight. A scream snaps me back to reality, and I quickly turn my
head. A female warrior is charging at me with a mace in one hand and a dagger
in the other. I throw one of my knives, and then gave it a boost with my
telekinesis. The knife pierced the warrior’s armor and kills her. I pulled the
knife out with my telekinesis and spun around to face the last enemy.
Lightning
flew by my head, my heart stopped and then it slowly started to beat again. I put
one knife in its scabbard, outstretched my hand and focused. A tingling feeling
started and left my hand; I glanced down and saw a small sphere of water. The
last enemy started to transfigure into a comion. The foe’s weak now,
defenseless, only focused on transfiguring. I took this small window of
opportunity to attack.
Charging
forward, my last standing soldier followed me loyally. I launched the water at
the transfiguring enemy, but it was weak. I’m new to this transformation; it’s
only a few days old. The water makes a small cut, and I reach my hand around to
grab my knife. I grip the handle and teleport. I reappear above the soldier,
now in full comion form. Flames hit the comion’s face, and I land knife down on
top of the comion, then jump off.
“Good
fighting, soldier,” I told my ally.
The
man went to open his mouth but stopped. I followed his stare and saw an old man
emerge from the tree line. He was in long black robes and had a gray beard and
long gray hair reaching down his back.
The
old man looked familiar, but I couldn’t place a name with his face. He had a
staff in his right hand, but it had a curve towards the top, like a sickle. It
was made of wood and looked to be very old. “Very good, you have much
potential,” the old man muttered.
“Who
are you?” I asked him, slowly gripping my knives tighter, unsure of what to
make of the old man.
“I’m
surprised you don’t know me, Trinity,” the old man said, extending his arm and
opening his palm, releasing a ball of light that flew into the sky. The ball of
light lit up the area, revealing blue flowers on the ground.
“How
do you know her name?” the man next to me asked.
“I
know all your names, for I am Draci the Malice!” the old man excitedly
announced. He spun his staff and caught it in his other hand, now prepared for
a fight.
Draci
the Malice is generally unknown to everyone, but the only things we know for
sure is he’s a Logarian ally. It was rumored he took over the Solitary single
handedly. Some say he’s a sorcerer, but I know there’s no such thing on this
planet.
Before
I knew it, my lone ally charged Draci. His axe landed in Draci’s skull. I
cheered quietly; Draci was dead. The axe slowly sunk through his body and
revealed Draci was still alive, unharmed by the axe. Draci swiftly hit his
opponent in the neck with the curve of the staff. My last remaining soldier
turned to stone, and Draci turned to me. I focused my energy and teleported
from the Solitary to the comforts of my bungalow on the edge of the Islands of
Brohmn.
I hope everyone enjoys their day! Necromancer will be released within the next few days!
Luke
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