Post by slip on Apr 2, 2006 6:31:38 GMT -5
;)here goes:
It was a battlefield. Nothing grew in the desert. Nothing lived there. Time didn't exist. The landscape was broken, churned, ravaged and scarred by a thousand-year long war. a think and evil fog swirled all around and near to the surface. The desert was littered with shadows --- of untold beasts from hell. It was where fear itself had been born.
Suddenly the silence was broken by a scream and a figure hooded in black appeared out of thin air, apparently on fire. He fell to the ground and blew out the fire. He was angry. He was the Source. This was not how he had imagined it would go. The enemy was more powerful than he'd imagined. It looked like he'd have to go ahead with the back-up plan. Direct confrontation was out of the question.
The Source walked around in a circle thinking to himself and then decided. With a wave of his hand, a burning pentagram appeared on the ground. He then closed his eyes and concentrated. His body began to glow, as he infused himself with all the evil he could draw from the essences left behind in the desert.
A wave of intense energy emanated from his body and spread in all directions in the form of a sphere.
Then he waited.
A wind began to blow. It began to howl.
Thunder crackled ominously and the Source waited.
Then they came. Four figures appeared near to the Source --- the Alpha Avatar, the Elder Zeus, the Sorceress Cortana and a being of pure white light.
Cortana, dressed in an elaborately ornate robe, was the first to speak ---- "So it is time?" She looked around.
"Yes", boomed the Source. "It is."
The Source turned around and looked at the being of pure white light and said ------ "What an irony is it not? The two of us here fighting on the same side???"
The being of pure white light was one of the first humans to have ascended to the status of a living God ---- also called the White Guardian. "Yes it is ironical." The words appeared to be floating out in all directions.
"Let us proceed," interrupted the Alpha Avatar.
"Yes." The Source smiled. "After you," he pointed to the pentagram.
The five of them stepped onto the five vertices of the pentagram ------ the Source at the head, then the Alpha Avatar, the White Guardian, Cortana, and then the Elder Zeus.
"Now," said the Source. And the five of them held hands with each other and concentrated, pooling the energies and powers at their disposal and focussing them at the center of the pentagram which burned brighter. As the colossal energies being called upon began to build up, a storm started out and lightning flashed in the sky.
A piercing scream could be heard in the distance and it grew louder. Still they persisted, their eyes closed and pure energy pouring from the five of them into the center of the pentagram.
The scream got louder till the earth began quaking. The wind became violent and the ground shook.
A point of total darkness appeared at the center of the pentagram ---- a black hole. It grew rapidly till it took on a human-like shape ----- but purely black. The scream rose to a crescendo and the five of them broke contact and pointed towards the center of the pentagram.
"I will kill all of you", screamed the being or pure blackness at the center as he shivered and convulsed; the energies pouring from the hands of the five killing him slowly but steadily.
"We must hurry," shouted the Source over the chaos reigning in the desert. The torture continued unhindered till the chaos and the violence of the wind began to die out. The screams began to fall off as well. As he grew weaker, the Black Guardian fell to the ground and then began to fade away. "I will be back", he taunted his tormentors, "for as long as their is light, there shall be darkness." And with those words he disappeared taking the chaos with him.
The five lowered their hands. Cortana smiled, "Well done my Source!"
"Yes." The Source smiled.
"Thank you, all of you --- till we meet again!" and he shimmered out. Cortana followed.
The three people remaining stood in silence. Gradually the White Guardian morphed into a human form.
"He isn't dead is he", asked Zeus.
"No", replied the white guardian, worry streaking his forehead ---- "I'm afraid he will be back and stronger then."
"It will not be allowed", stated the Alpha Avatar. "If he returns to our world, the balance inexorably tips to the side of evil. The collective will not tolerate it. We would be forced to purge this world and all beings within."
"Lets hope it doesn't come to that." Zeus was optimistic.
"Your optimism is refreshing Zeus", praised the Guardian. "But Alpha is correct."
He looked up at the dead sky and wondered out loud, "who knows when?" He vanished.
The Avatar and the Elder were the next to disappear.
The wasteland was silent once again. Time stood still.
It was a battlefield. Nothing grew in the desert. Nothing lived there. Time didn't exist. The landscape was broken, churned, ravaged and scarred by a thousand-year long war. a think and evil fog swirled all around and near to the surface. The desert was littered with shadows --- of untold beasts from hell. It was where fear itself had been born.
Suddenly the silence was broken by a scream and a figure hooded in black appeared out of thin air, apparently on fire. He fell to the ground and blew out the fire. He was angry. He was the Source. This was not how he had imagined it would go. The enemy was more powerful than he'd imagined. It looked like he'd have to go ahead with the back-up plan. Direct confrontation was out of the question.
The Source walked around in a circle thinking to himself and then decided. With a wave of his hand, a burning pentagram appeared on the ground. He then closed his eyes and concentrated. His body began to glow, as he infused himself with all the evil he could draw from the essences left behind in the desert.
A wave of intense energy emanated from his body and spread in all directions in the form of a sphere.
Then he waited.
A wind began to blow. It began to howl.
Thunder crackled ominously and the Source waited.
Then they came. Four figures appeared near to the Source --- the Alpha Avatar, the Elder Zeus, the Sorceress Cortana and a being of pure white light.
Cortana, dressed in an elaborately ornate robe, was the first to speak ---- "So it is time?" She looked around.
"Yes", boomed the Source. "It is."
The Source turned around and looked at the being of pure white light and said ------ "What an irony is it not? The two of us here fighting on the same side???"
The being of pure white light was one of the first humans to have ascended to the status of a living God ---- also called the White Guardian. "Yes it is ironical." The words appeared to be floating out in all directions.
"Let us proceed," interrupted the Alpha Avatar.
"Yes." The Source smiled. "After you," he pointed to the pentagram.
The five of them stepped onto the five vertices of the pentagram ------ the Source at the head, then the Alpha Avatar, the White Guardian, Cortana, and then the Elder Zeus.
"Now," said the Source. And the five of them held hands with each other and concentrated, pooling the energies and powers at their disposal and focussing them at the center of the pentagram which burned brighter. As the colossal energies being called upon began to build up, a storm started out and lightning flashed in the sky.
A piercing scream could be heard in the distance and it grew louder. Still they persisted, their eyes closed and pure energy pouring from the five of them into the center of the pentagram.
The scream got louder till the earth began quaking. The wind became violent and the ground shook.
A point of total darkness appeared at the center of the pentagram ---- a black hole. It grew rapidly till it took on a human-like shape ----- but purely black. The scream rose to a crescendo and the five of them broke contact and pointed towards the center of the pentagram.
"I will kill all of you", screamed the being or pure blackness at the center as he shivered and convulsed; the energies pouring from the hands of the five killing him slowly but steadily.
"We must hurry," shouted the Source over the chaos reigning in the desert. The torture continued unhindered till the chaos and the violence of the wind began to die out. The screams began to fall off as well. As he grew weaker, the Black Guardian fell to the ground and then began to fade away. "I will be back", he taunted his tormentors, "for as long as their is light, there shall be darkness." And with those words he disappeared taking the chaos with him.
The five lowered their hands. Cortana smiled, "Well done my Source!"
"Yes." The Source smiled.
"Thank you, all of you --- till we meet again!" and he shimmered out. Cortana followed.
The three people remaining stood in silence. Gradually the White Guardian morphed into a human form.
"He isn't dead is he", asked Zeus.
"No", replied the white guardian, worry streaking his forehead ---- "I'm afraid he will be back and stronger then."
"It will not be allowed", stated the Alpha Avatar. "If he returns to our world, the balance inexorably tips to the side of evil. The collective will not tolerate it. We would be forced to purge this world and all beings within."
"Lets hope it doesn't come to that." Zeus was optimistic.
"Your optimism is refreshing Zeus", praised the Guardian. "But Alpha is correct."
He looked up at the dead sky and wondered out loud, "who knows when?" He vanished.
The Avatar and the Elder were the next to disappear.
The wasteland was silent once again. Time stood still.
It's well written. I like the way you describe the surroundings. 
