Tales of Dark:Bloodlust

It was silence…to silence, thought Tadr’an as he was walking through the great Hall….in both of his sights, huge statues could be seen searing at him with cold and stone eyes…they were his ancestors, from the seven Great Vampire Clans now all of them dead for a long time except just one Clan: Zak’art, which survived after the Great Vampire Hunt from ages ago by killing the other ones and now the prince Kaz’tar was the ruler of the Kingdom of Night. He founded the Kingdom as a last resort to survive, and to take revenge on the ones who a long time ago hunted them as they used to hunt people to feed. It was ironically for Tadr’an, one of the remaining vampires, to find him there again after five years when he gave up his position as the prince’s bodyguard and took the path of an outcast. Most of the vampire still fed with human’s blood but only when they really need it, so disparities were often seized in the near Kingdoms. An outcast vampire was a vampire who vowed to himself not to drink the blood of another creature, so every time they were hungry or thirsty they feed with their own blood. The bad part was that they were never satisfied with their meal and drinking your own blood was seen as a deadly sin in the Book of Erwa, the old book of rules of the vampires. Nobody knew why in a cloudy day, the young man, a boy at that time with long grey hair came in the chambers of the prince and after a few moments he left the place full of blood and with one eye of the ruler. The guards even tried to attack him but they were no match for a straight descendent of Goli’kan, the strongest of all vampires which died after killing over a thousand enemies. That day, when he left the palace, rivers of blood started to flow on the stairs or the castle and behind him only corpses were left, and now he was there again, though alone he was sure that at least ten hidden guards are watching him as he walks.
He never expected to ever be involved in things with Nosa’ka Throne ever in his life. But a day before he was visited by a massager of Kaz’tar which invited him at a meeting at his court. His first answer was a categorical no, but when the massager took a ring out of his pocket, a silver little ring with a small opal on it, which belonged to his sister, he putted his work aside and went to see the prince. He felt a strange feeling as he first walked there and as well during the discussion with the ruler. “Thank you for answering to my request, Trad’an, it’s always a pleasure to see you ...even only with one eye.” said Kaz’tar when the young man entered in the large room where the ruler was having his dinner. He looked one moment at the simple wearing of the one who was in the past the feared vampire alive even if he was only 14 years old. Trad’an was looking as well at the deep scar on the ruler’s face where in the past his right eye could be seen. “Why did you call me?” Asked the young man with a cutely voice that made the ruler smile. “I need your services for one last time….I want you to kill certain persons for me” replied the prince as he was searing at the one in front of him. “You know as well as me that I’m going to say no…I’m done with killing for you and for anybody else.” He turned around and made a step through the door but he was stopped by an armored hand. He looked at the one who stopped him and saw a tall and well built vampire who appeared blocking the door with his massive body.”How dare you turn your back to your master? “Asked the big man looking down to Trad’an and pushed him back. “That was not a wise thing to do” said with calamity the young man and before he knew the big one was flying through the door and crushed in a wall. “That’s enough said the ruler and addressed to Trad'an: “I now the location of your sister.” Suddenly all become quiet and the young man couldn’t move forward. He looked back at the prince’s face and after a moment he was sure that he wasn’t lying, not because he couldn’t but because he wouldn’t dared…he was still afraid of the boy from 5 years ago who ripped his left eye as a token of his leaving. “Tell me where it is….where is Nad’a?” his voice become suddenly so serious that for a moment the ruler thought of telling him, but he had other plans for him. “Not before you do what I asked you.” “I have changed….I don’t do that sort of things anymore…find somebody else “ For the second time the young man started to walk out when a metallic sound as if someone dropped something on the floor reached his ears. “ He turned around and saw a cage in front of the room and inside it a young girl chained. Her eyes had the same green as Trad’an’s eyes. Seeing his sister, the young man almost went insane, he disappeared from the door and in a blink of an eye was near the cage trying to reach her sister, but not to save her, but to kill her…his fingers became caws as his eyes become red. A complete rage unleashed inside him but the cage was made from silver which was indestructible by the hands of a vampire. The girl started to cry slowly seeing her brother in that stage of madness, but she knew the reason why she was acting like that so she knew that there’s no chance to find forgiveness in those red eyes. “So….what do you think…can you do this one last favor to me?” asked the prince smiling and watching at the last struggle of the young man to reach her sister.
Trad’an stopped and bowed his view for a second and then he rose up his head, he returned to normal. and walking by her sister without even looking at her approached Kaz’tar . “First of all, I need you to kill a certain person who’ll get in the Gris’tol next week. He’s an old master from the Kingdom of Moon and he’ll be caring a stone with him…I also need that stone beside his life” The young man looked closely at him and then he looked at her sister who was still crying with her look into the ground. He then left the room without saying a thing when the big man appeared again in front of him….this time Trad’an passed by him slowly and headed for the exit. Kaz’tar let him go knowing that his silence meant that he agreed.
Now he was walking towards the exit of the palace knowing that he was being followed. and before he could walk out, the door closed and around him eight vampires crossed his path coming from behind the statues shadows. By their uniforms , Trad’an knew that they were vampires of Jis’ed , the little brother of Kaz’tar who swore to revenge the humiliation of his brother and tried several times to kill him but without success. “You must die now…” said one of the vampires and with a fast attack he engaged in the fight. His fist almost aimed Trad’an’s face but instead he punched the air and that was the last thing he did it coz in the next moment he finded himself flying towards the ceiling ,while the other seven were kicked out with tremendous speed and power.
Without saying a ward he left the palace without even looking back at the vampires who were barely moving. The sun was bright outside and its shines were falling on his pale face. The sun didn’t affect him at all because the only one affected by light were the pure blood vampires who no longer existed, but even so,Trad’an rushed back to his home. A few couple of hours later, he was on his way to Gris’tol wearing an old dark blue outfit made for the ancient vampire warriors.

Tales of Dark:Hope for a LIfe

The sun was up early in that morning…it was as if the night was banished by the day light sooner than the rest of the days. The village was still asleep and the streets empty while a cloaked person was rushing for the village’s exit. It was a young girl with blue hair that could be seen coming off her cloak and two bright brown eyes. She had her face covered with a piece of gray silk so nobody could recognize her. Tied of her belt a short sword in a golden scabbard with a jade hilt served as a protection against anyone who would want to stand in their way. In the corner of her left eye a tear made her way under the silk that covered her face. “He is no more….just give up May”. These words came back to her mind and soon she wake up in a middle of a field of corn. She remembered were she was because it was not the first time there; the only difference was that now she was inside her memories. It was her gift…the ability to go back in her memories any time she pleased and now she was standing in front of three persons. One of them was her, and the other two were two elders of the Hude’lak Throne, form the Kingdom of Moon. She knew back then, and seeing it one more time made her feel deep grief. The reason those two elders were there was because of her master Jad’kan, the one that raised her and thought her all she knew about being a Moon Warrior despite the fact she was a girl. After what they were saying he disappeared in the middle of town Gri’stol, also known as the land of thieves. She was the only one that knew why he was there and because of that she was visited by the officials of the Throne Hude’lak . “I do not know” she heard herself saying that lie for the second time and he watched again the reaction of those two who left without saying anything. She knew…..she knew why her master went to Gri’stol, but she couldn’t speak up…she promised not to do that and now she was paying the consequences for that. Though she still didn’t understood back then, when she was training with her master what he was saying about the grave danger in which are all the Kingdoms, she promised to him that she would go to the last place he was heard of and continue what he started if something were to happen with him. Just now she realized that that afternoon was the last time she saw him before e left. He even said farewell to her though he never does that. Now she was able thanks to her gift to realize things that at that time slipped her.
She suddenly faded away from the memories when she saw a couple of green uniforms coming towards her. The girl suddenly turned right and disappeared from their sight. She founded ironically that a few days ago she was in the elite group of warriors from the Kingdom of Moon, a special division which was in charge with secret missions about assassination, recovery, tracking and other dangerous situations, and now she was a fugitive and she was looked for in the entire Kingdom because of her disappearance. She knew that soon they’ll realize that she was deserting and that’s why she was in such a rush to leave the last village of the Kingdom named Yada’rin.
The exit was just at less than 100 meters away when the sky turned black and from it rays of light started to fall around her, and where the beams of light touched the soil, ghosts of light took form in front of her. Before the sky regain its gray color, a white lightning stroke the ground making a cloud of dust to rise slowly. After a couple of seconds, the dust vanished and in its place two people wearing green armors were waiting for her. It was a blonde boy with short hair and a smiley face, and a brown girl with short hair and blue eyes. While she stopped, the ghosts that almost had no physical form were gathering around her. “Why May? Why did you left?” asked the boy and on his face the smile was suddenly erased. “You’re deserting, aren’t you?” asked the girl next to him. May took down her cloak allowing her hair to fall freely on the back and after looking at them for a few moments she replied : “I apologies for what I’m about to do, but there is no turning back now, and you know it well Fara’na ,and you to Bad’ar .” “But still…why?” asked again the girl named Fara’na slowly like she ran out of air. “There’s something I have to do outside this Kingdom’s walls” replied May hating to see her younger friends on the other side off the battlefield. “ “Some time ago we were dispatched and sent to search for you in all the Kingdom….we were told to treat you like an enemy” said the young man and with a move from his hand, the ghosts started to get closer and closer to May’s position. So that means that from this moment on you’re my enemies? “Asked her and she putted her left hand on the sword’s hilt carefully. “The boy suddenly disappeared from her sight and he showed back a moment later on the top of a pillar in her right with his hands crossed over his chest. “You know….you could at least tell us what you’re going to do” said the girl in the green armor who disappeared too and appeared in her back. “It’s not nice to let your friends in dark “said the boy too, and with another move of his hand, the ghosts disappeared like they never were there. “For a moment, I really started to think that you’ll attack me”, confessed relieved the girl and smiled. “For a moment, I thought about it too, said Bad’ar and he disappeared again from the pillar and appeared beside May. The two of them who appeared in front of her were her only true friends from this Kingdom and she knew them since they were little, and they used to play together all kinds of crazy games and to do a lot of damage to neighbors. They were also Moon Warrior’s elite members and their skills truly remarkable.
“You should go now…or others will spot you and I’m afraid that they will not be as understanding as we were.” The boy started laughing and bowed towards her. “Come back soon...the elite won’t be an elite anymore if you’re not there” said Fara’na and she went beside the young man. “Thanks….I’ll promise I will return soon and I’ll bring with me my master as well” after saying that the wind started to blow heavily in her face making May understood that it’ll not be an easy task at all.“They are coming…hurry up and leave, said the boy looking careful at the roads where a metallic sound started to hear. “Go, go May” said the Fara’na. and the girl putted her cloak back on and started running towards the exit leaving her friends behind.
Soon she was in the near jungle, making her way towards Gri’stol……

Tales of Dark: Sight of Truth

“Are you sure you want to do this? “a voice was heard in the little room covered all in dark. Just the moon’s rays from the sky full of stars fell down through the window. “Yes….I thought about it and I’m going with you….I don’t belong here anyway” replied a voice of a man. "Then I think that I have to thank you , though I’m not sure this is a good idea for you to leave Nafara…since the last year incident you’re hunted in all Kingdoms except this one, our Kingdom of Thunder.” said the first voice again. The man closed his black eyes and the memories came back to him so real that he could even smell the fresh blood from his swords and the pain from the enemy weapons as he was trying to reach in the Chambers of Jar'na, to get the last item he needed from the Kingdom of Dust.He opened his eyes and looked at the girl who came forward to the window and for a moment she gazed at the sky as the moon shines were falling over her silver hair which barely touched her naked shoulders. She was dressed in a grey long and simple dress that covered even her feet. Her face was one of a child when he smiled at the man from the other side of the room who said to her: “ I know that you grew up and that you’re an excellent mage but when it comes to close combat you must admit that your skills are pretty low, so if you’re seriously considering doing this quest, you must let me come with you” His voice didn't sound like he would take "no" for an answer. The girl remained silent for a moment. Her mind suddenly brought memories about the man in behind her. A young man, tall and with an unusual green hair and a scar on his right chick like a crescent moon. She knew his origins…a merely street kid from the streets of Zianon, the main citadel of the Kingdom of Thunder, who grew up by learning how to survive in the world and aided by his unusual strength since he was little he become at a small age, a soldier of Nefara Throne. The first time the girl saw him was a year before when in order to save the Kingdom of Thunder from a plague, he went through all the Kingdoms and stole from them the necessary items for the cure, items that were very precious for the other Kingdoms so beside the Kingdom of Dark, which gave them a black heart of a tar’as as soon as they asked. He was forced to stole the rest of the items and that gathered the wrath of the other Kingdoms upon himself,but not just that; a lot of scars remained on his body as well on his soul, and if it wasn’t for the Stephanie’s father, the Archmage of Nefara, he would have been hiding even now in the foresaken lands.. “Stephanie, are you okay? asked the man as he was coming closer to her until he stopped in front of her.He was tall and well built,and his black eyes weew searching the girl's face. “Yes “ replied short the girl and then she continued” I’m not as weak as you think I am Rak’had…I can take care of myself”. “I know you can, but I’m not going to take any chances…I don’t even want to think what your father will do to me if I were to lose sight of you...I don’t want to spend the rest of my life turned into a frog you know…” his voice was realy serious and the girl was concerned. The girl started laughing but she was stopped by the man’s finger that sealed her lips making her to cease. “Be quiet…if you really want to do this, you must first go out from here first”. She suddenly blushed in the dark. Her breathe started to be more intense as well as her heart beats. “Alright, I’ll do wha…” but she didn't had a chance to finish the sentence. The young man dragged her away from the window, and from the surprising act the girl fell over Rak’had on the cold and dusty floor. “Why did you do a thing like this? “ “The guards…the night patrol was right below the window and you could have been” he wispered.“ Ooo…I understand now” and she begun to get off of him but she suddenly fell again with the head on his chest. “Are you alright? “asked concerned the young man. She didn’t reply…..she just raised her head from his chest and for a moment he was stunned. The girl eyes turned from normal green to bright purple as she was staring in his eyes. He knew that the girl doesn’t look at him but through him, so Rak’had realized what it was going on and he quickly raised her up while she was staring in void. “I think is enough “said the man after seeing how sweet was falling from her forehead and her breathe was unstable. He raised his arm which started to glow in a pale green color and then he putted two fingers on her forehead. She suddenly closed her eyes and past out in RAk’had’s arms. He kept her like this a few moments without saying a word until she finally opened her eyes which turned to their normal color. "It's happening often and often lately" said the man to himself as he was holding the girl,because he was there when it happened the first time,and he knew that that wasn't a good sign. “It happened again” said the girl slowly. The man didn’t reply. He just looked at her with a caring look. “I’ve seen it again…the same battlefield….filled with rivers of blood under a clouded sky. The same shadow who stroked all of them down in a blink of an eye…aided by a monster with red eyes”. The girl putted her head on Rak’had’s shoulder. “It’s the four time this week …Are you sure you don’t want to tell about this to your father? “asked the man. She barely replied with a low voice” No, I’m sure about this…I have to find that shadow and now…I know where they are heading...Gri’stol..plus my father will never understand what I can do. This is the power of a wich as you are well aware and if my father finds out about it...there wil be complication”.“I know that your father hates wiches,though I don't know the reason,but stil...Gri’stol, the town of thieves….That’s one more reason to come with you” insisted Rak'had while the girl rised again and went to the window. The cold wind blew in her face making her calmer. “...then I guess there is nothing to discuss about it anymore…let’s go" spoke the young man again. Then he headed towards a little table in the corner of the room and from it he took his swords and putted them in their scabbard crossed on his back. After that he moved next to the girl and surrounded her with his left arm. “Thanks” said the girl and putted her arms around Rak’had’s neck as they were falling down from the window of a high tower into the night...

Tales of Dark: The choose of an heir...

“No!!” was heard from the council room. Everybody was astonished by that tone. “How you dare to raise your voice in this chamber?” asked the Head adviser, an old man, dressed in a white cape. “I won’t allow it…she will not go there” replied again the young man who shouted “no”. He had a leather light armor colored in black and beneath it a silk dark-blue shirt could be seen. He’s pants and his boots had the same color as his armor. He was not too tall, but well built and a jade medallion could be saw at his neck. It was his mark as a Ruler’s son, as the heir of Radaj Throne, the Kingdom of Lightning.
But now he was not just an heir…not anymore. A day before, a horrible new stroke the Kingdom …..his father passed away and he was now the Ruler. But he knew, as well as the advisors who formed the Council that his father didn’t passed away...not in a natural way...he was killed and the murderer was probably with the merchants that left the Kingdom in the day his father was killed. And now he had to take care of the whole Kingdom. The reason he summoned the Council was to ask them the permission to go after his father’s killer, but they declined it and offered him another alternative for the problem
“Because of this my father was killed “shouted again the man as he pointed a covered small abject from the triunghiular table they were gathered around. He could still remember the talk he had with his father a few days before he was killed. “Kri’son I’ve just received a package of tremendous importance” said his father, as he sat on the balcony of his castle looking at the sun which was just fading. “What is this about this time? “Asked the young men, suddenly feeling worried for his father. “I can’t tell you…for now, but I’ll have to leave soon for a couple of days and I’m putting all my thrust into your hands that you’ll take care of the Kingdom while I’m gone” replied his father. “No father! …why are you leaving again...it’s not the first time you leave without telling me or anyone else were you’re heading …why are you doing this? asked Kri’son looking into his father’s white eyes. He saw that his father was troubled lately and started feeling sorry for his words, but the Ruler replied while smiled “It may seem unfair to you and our people, but I assure you that what I’m doing is for the best of us...and not just our kingdom, but all the people from all the kingdoms. As you know, we have the more stable Kingdom of all, but since the other 14 kingdoms rusher in their decision to annihilate the Kingdom of Dark, things have started to change...and not in a good way. The death of Sind’ar, the Ruler of the Kingdom of Dark become the point when all the world started to get mad, they started to fight over the lands of the previous Kingdom, and soon wars will begin, and that’s just the beginning of it” When he spoke about Sind’ar, he did it with a deep regret within his voice and Kri’son remembered that his father and Sind’ar were good friends in the past, when he was little but as the year passed they distanced each other and in the end the Kingdom of Dark ended by the hands of the other Thrones, except 5 of them who didn’t do anything. “At least tell me where you’re heading this time” he requested to his father. “Fine. I’ll tell you that much….I’m heading to Gri’stol….but you must tell this to no one” said the father and he turned at his son looking at him. “Let me go....I’ll go instead of you...so you can remain here where you can be safe…you’re not as young as you used to be “ he was almost begging for his father to go instead of him but the answer came as he espected “ My boy…I may not be as young as I once used to be,but I assure you that I’m strong enoufhgt to not fear anyone in this world….at least not anyone that is still alive” replied him and said ”Recently I’m in the possession of something more important then me, then this Kingdom and even more important even then you”. His voice faded at the last part. “ The reason I’m going to Gri’stol is because only there what I have in possession will be in good hands and he showed to his son the same object covered in a piece of leather that now was standing on the council table.
Kri’son, do you hear us? …the voice suddenly took him out from his travel through his memories. “Yes” replied him after a while. The chambers with the 7 advisors were gathered was suddenly to small for him, He felt like he was suffocating, but the sensation disappeared when a gentile hand touched him. He turned his head and saw the only person left for him to care: Sophia, a girl who was his friend since childhood, but she was from a low rank family so the other ones around the castle were bothered by her presence and by her relation with him, now more than ever because Kri’son was at the age of 19 years old and the advisors expected him to marry soon with a women from a Nobile family. The girl was a threat to the royal blood flow so the advisors decided that she should go and take the object to Gri’stol because even if she was a woman, she was a high level magician and a moderate level melee fighter, so she was more than capable to do dangerous missions. “Kri’son” said the girl “o you not thrust me and my skills? I thought I proved you long ago what I’m capable of. I’ll deliver the package once I reach in Gri’stol and then I’ll come back.” She smiled at him as she said that. Her voice was so soft and her brown eyes were so deep that the young man couldn’t resist their sight anymore and he turned his look. The girl had her white-blonde hair let loose on her back, was dressed in a female armor with shoulders protectors that had the green color, a short chain type golden skirt and short boots at the level of her ankles. At her belt she was carrying just one long strange sword with one hilt and tow blades of the same size but close distanced one from another. He knew that the girl was able to fight, but something was bothering him with letting her go all alone.
“You’re the heir, if something happens to you while you’re gone, then our Kingdom will fall into chaos…think wise boy...this is not about revenge ...it’s about the sake of your people” said the Head advisor.
Inside of Kri’son a battle begun between his desire to revenge his father and to protect Sophia against his duties as an heir. After a moment of silence, he took a one last look at the ones present there stopping his eyes on Sophia and after he kissed her on the forehead, he took the object on the table and his black cloak off the chair. “I‘ll be back soon “said he to himself and left the room without looking back…not even once.

Tales of Dark: Final Quest in the Star Valley...

Outside was a little bit cold and dark...The sun set a while ago but the moon still didn't appeard on the blue sky. Only few stars were spreading their light above the silent valley. Some steps were heard in the night,fast light steps that headed throught the Valley Sih'kar,also knowed as the Star Valley because of the milions of shining rocks that covered the soil and at the moon's light they were starting to glow like a sky on earth. But in that night it was not the case. The moon was still refusing to show her pale face and to iluminate the path of the only person in the whole valley. It was a girl,almost a young woman who suddently stoped. She looked like a worrier,dressed with lionskin boots that reached her knees, a short skirt from silver silk,and a brown corset was covering her bust. She had a golden belt tied arund her and at the belt she were two short swords with blue hilts and guards with the same colour. In her back,a bow could be seen,which served as her mainly weapon Her hair was long,brown and tied in a ponytail. The reason she stopped was because of the wind. He suddently changed his course,and she could sense something was not right. She knew that...she spended to many years training under the Kil'tar the master of Throne Hid'sar,Kongdoom of Wind. As an apprendice to him,she started while she was little a severe training under him,and now she reached a level where she could manipulate the wind as she pleased. Althought she knew something was not right,she continued walking into the night.
Suddently the earth started to shake under her feet and she jumped back. From the soil three stone golems took form;they were 10 feet high and made from hard stone. She realised after she saw their dark red eyes that they were not frendly at all,but foes. She took her fighting stance and drew her swords with a metalic sound. One of the there golems headed toward her and slamed the ground creating a shockwave that removed the ground around him and the wave headed to the girl that jumped high in the sky becoming one with the night for one moment. She landed on the golem's back and she crossed her swords. While she closed her eyes,the blades started glowing in a pale blue colour. That was the secret of her swords, if she concentrated her energy into them,their blades could cut throught anything. In a couple of seconds,she took the golems head off and severed him in pieces. She could not rest as the other two golems stared firing red beams of distructive energy from their eyes aiming for her. But she was to fast for them. After avoiting the blasts,she headed towards them and cuted them into pile of rocks. "Who summoned them?" asked the girl with loud voice for herself.
She knew that summoned creatures must have a summoner in the colse range. But she couldn't finish her thoughts becouse of the earth that started to tremble behind her again. When she turned her head,she sow the tree golems back on their feet,but this time they were not from stone,but diamond,on of the hardest rock of the world. She didn't,stayed much to think and went fot them. She rised her speed until she reached the flash level and started atacking. After a couple of atacks she stopped. Althought she was to fast for them to even catch her with their eyes,theyr body deflected all her atacks,her blades doing nothing more than scratching the golems. They fired another beam atack as shee stood at over 60 feet away from her,but she deflected it with her swords by crossing them and creating a shield.Then,two golems hited the ground with their fists. The girl expected another shockwave,but she was wrong, no shockwave started,but the soil at her feet begun to shake and from it diamond spears pierced the soil,trying to reach her. She founded refugee behind a bigger stone,but she couldn't remain much there because of the last golem who came running and smashd the rock with his bare hands trying to get her.
She put her swords back to their guards and she took the bow from her back and rised it foward. After she evaded anotehr beam atack which almost got her,she opened a little bag that was tied at her belt and from it she got 3 green little gems. she selected one and the other two she put them back in the little bag. As she was running and jumping from one place to another,she closed her fist around the gem. A green light appeard in her palm and it soon transfrmed in an greenlight arrow. She streched her bow at maximum and placed the arrow. She stopped from running and waited for the golem to approch..she couldn't afford to miss,so she stood there as he came running towards her. She fired.....The green light took it's flight with tremendeous speed and pierced the golems head. A scream of pain was heard from the golem's mouth as he crushed down. A smile could be seen on the girl's face while the other two golems started atacking her again. She put another gem in her hand,and another one fell hiting hard the ground. For the third one,the girl took two gems and fired them simultanius.
One of the arrow dystroied the golem while the other one continued flying aimesly,when it suddently headed the ground and a scream of pain was heard again. This time it was a human scream,so the girl headed there very fast. In fact that was her plan from the moment she saw the tree golems. She knew that the summoner must be around and must be to weak to fight her face to face ,so she used the time while she fought those golems to find out the summoner's position. Now she stood in front of an little creature,coverd all with a green and rusty cloack. His face was all covered by a piece of black silk and only his eyes could be seen. He was lieing at her feet with a bleeding hole in his right shoulder. The girl put a foot on his wound and while he started to scream again and was bearly breathing,she asked" Why are you trying to kill me?
"Who send you ?" her voice was cold and calculated and the prisoner started to talk slowly"I'm part of the Hire'sah Thieves from Grie'stol",the location she was headed. SHe reminded then the words of her master "While going to Gri'stol,you will encounter many enemies on your road and in the town even more,so ypu need to go,and find the inn caled BlackSheep,there you'll pick up a packet for your King,you must bring it here right away." "What is in that packet" asked the girl courios to find out more about this and a little annoyed because she was going an a mision and she didn't even know what she was going to carry back with her. "It's a serious matter, Ki'Yuu,you must not let anyone see you with that packet and if the enemy knows about what you're carrying and you're in grave danger,then the first thing you do,you destroy the packet...understood?" Althought she wasn't so sure about it she replied a brief "Yes master" and she left on the road.
Now Ki'Yuu was forced to find out who was after her."Who commanded you to pursue me and try to kill me"asked she...at first the man refused to talk,but as she put pressure with her foot on his wound ,he finaly gave up. "Our lider Uert had information that a spy from the Wind throne was headed this way so I was sent to stop that spy...but you're no ordinary worrier...no much can move like you do". "Stop talking to much" replied the girld annoued by his talk,and by the fact that he was right. Her past was dark and no matter how much she tried she couldn't forget her painfull childhood as well as she couldn't forget how she used to beg in the square for something to eat or drink. "That happened long ago" said she to herself and took another look at her enemy who was still under her foot. She removed her foot and drew one of the sword. She poined it's edge at the neck of the foe,but she didn't kill him,she just severd his ligaments so that he could not walk anymore for a wile,in case he was going to survive after so much bleading. "I'll let you live......for now" and with no other words she started walking while she put her sword back in the guard. "Something is not right" said Ki'Yuu and headed further into the night. Her path was luminated by the milions of rocks which started glowind after the moon appeard on the sky. For a moment she alowed hersefl to enjoy the view but soon she rushed her step heading to Gri'stol,to fulfill the last quest as a servant of the Kingdoom of Wind. After that she could be free from her duties and free from all,but it seemed that it wasn't going to be easy.........

Tales of Dark:Vengeful Hero

The black sky covered the world as the cold rain started to fall in tears cold as scales of an ice dragon.

Out there in the cold autumn, on the open field, the smell of blood was still up in the air. All the grass was soaked with blood and all over the field were only bloody corpses, slowly washed off by the rain.

In the middle of all them one being was still breathing. A boy, almost a young man. He sat on a rock and with his blue eyes gazing at the dark clouds. His face was all stained with blood. Slowly he rose up his hand off his knee and swept his black long hair.

He never wanted this to happen, he never wanted to kill, but he could not allow himself to get killed, at least not yet. No armor was protecting his body , just a silk shirt covered all with blood and cuts all over the place. He liked that way ….with no armor, because he could feel the pain of wounds. Wounds made by his enemies but with his own will. He knew it; he knew that if he wanted they could not give him even a scratch, not even a sweet, but he needed it, he needed to know that he’s still human, that he still has a heart…that he could be hurt.

His enemies today were weak, and too few to make him worry, just one hundred of them against him alone. Well, not entirely alone because at his feet lied down on the grass a blue wolf with red eyes. The beast was sitting there waiting for the orders of his master…his summoner.

The creature was a demon from the forest Haravin…so many years have passed since he choose his master this boy thought the demon and he raised his heat towards the young man.

A shallow voice disturbed the song of rain:

“Hyan, please unsummon me, I need to regain my strength.”

 The boy looked as his wolf as he putted his hand on the wolf’s head. After petting him a moment, he started drawing a mark on the creature’s head. After he finished, the mark started to glow and soon after that, the wolf turned in a blue cloud and dispersed into the air.

“Thanks Zi’con” said the young boy after he disappeared.

Flashes started to appear in front of his eyes, flashes with his memories from his childhood when he adventured himself in the Haravin forest at the age of seven. He was just an apprentice of the Dark Arts, power feared by all.

The wolf was he’s first enemy, and after a short battle with the victory of the wolf, become his first friend. He always wondered why the wolf, a cub at that time, didn’t kill him with his fangs. He even asked the demon several years later about this.

 “You’re not meant to die by my fangs…however a time will came when you’ll wish to have been killed by me back then” said the wolf.

Now, as he stayed in the rain, he knew what the wolf meant. He rose up from the rock and with his left hand he took up his sword: a long katana, with a black hit and white diamond on it and a white guard made from an eternal tree: Silefard. He took the life of so many people with it and now the sword it’s a part of him, an extension of his body. He putted it at his belt, and he took a few steps forward.

Although he was not tired from the fight, he felt so rusty, so old despite of his young age of only seventeen. Hyan turned around and saw the savage of his power: only death…

He was constantly surrounded by death; it’s bringer without his will.

Just because he was the last master of the Darkness, the only one who could use its full power, everybody was afraid of him.

“They turned me into something that I’m not: a monster” thought Hyan as he was heading for the forest.

It was always like this from the moment his kind was cowardly destroyed by the others just because of his birth power…the Dark. Everybody feared the Dark because it was black, it was cold, and it was too powerful to handle, to control. They choose the easy way to solve the problem. They outcast his kind and after short time, they destroyed them. He was the last to survive simply because he was not there at the time of the assault.

Now he had to face the eternal sin of not being able to protect his people. Hyan wished at that time to die, he even thought of committing suicide if it wasn’t for the dying wish of her sister who he found in a river of blood. For her sake he’s here now, because of her he still raises his sword against anyone who threats his life. He doesn’t want to live, he must do it, and he must fulfill the wish of her sister.

The rain stopped as he was walking through the woods, seeking for the road to Gri’stol, town of thieves, his next destination. Hyan knew that the ones who send the rogues after him must be there, lurking on the streets of Gri’stol.

Night came quick, as he was heading with haste towards the town. Suddenly the boy stopped as in front of him someone appeared.

The person was hiding behind a black cloak as she stood there in the middle of the road. She downed the cloak and two green eyes glared at him.

“You fought again, didn’t you” said the girl while Hyon started walking ignoring her.

“It can’t be helped, they tracked me, or somebody told them where I am, I had no choice but to kill them” replied  the young warrior as he was passing by. “Go home Ned’ara, you don’t belong here, but in your castle, you’re a princess after all” said Hyan.

She seemed offended by his words but replied full of pride:

 “I’m not a queen, at least not yet, and I will not be as long my father wants me to marry with that good for nothing Farasin…I hate him and that’s the reason I left.”

He continued to walk as she was talking and walking by his side.

 “Listen Ned’ara, I haven’t saved your life so that you can lose it here…it’s my fight”.

Silence covered the wood as the girl couldn’t reply.

 She was a tiny girl, with long blonde hair and green eyes, and very beautiful. Her true identity was that of a princess and the hair of the Kada’ria Throne, the Kingdom of Light.

 As she bowed her head to the ground, memories came back to her…memories from old times when she was still a young child and a fool one too. She disobeyed her father and she went on the Mo’jak cliffs, a dangerous place for anyone. Being busy exploring the heights, she slipped on an unstable rock and she fell off the cliffs.

Back then she thought she was done for but as she was falling a dark crow, and very big too, caught her in her claws and dropped her in the smooth grass below. The bird landed and metamorphosed into a boy. Without any word, he headed for the girl and slapped her.

“You’re a fool, you could’ve been killed”. She couldn’t reply then and she couldn’t reply now. She knew that Hyan was right but she needed to repay her debt from back then.

“What are you going to do now….you’re heading to Gri’stol don’t you”. He stopped and watched her closely.

“She grew up a lot since the last time I saw her” said to himself and continued with loud voice: “Yes, I must find the one who ordered the attack; I need to find him and the one behind all this”.

“You can’t fight all the world you know….you’ll get tired eventually and behind you’ll only  leave death….this is what you wish, to be seen as a monster, a pure evil?” the girl replied with tears in her eyes.

Although Ned’ara acted tough ,she cared about him more then she could ever admit….the girl was in love with him, and seeing him fighting and disappearing all the time made her really worry. This was the first time in the last six months when she caught up with him.

“It’s not my fault that the world hunts me as I just want to live away from all this…and I also have to fulfill my sister’s wish. To do that, I need to know you safe, and I also need to make them know that they can’t hurt me…I need to make them stop, and if the death is the only language they understand, then I shall “talk” to them all!”

After saying that, Hyan started walking again but the girl wasn’t confident at all, although she knew that he was strong, insanely strong, he was still made of flesh ,and he could still be killed.

“Marry me! become the ruler of the Kada’ria, one of the Big Houses, and by this they will leave you alone” she said this as he was wiping her tears off her chin.

No reply was heard because there was no one to reply….the young man disappeared while he was standing. On the place he was a moment ago he left behind only a black rose. That was his sign that one day he’ll return.

“You fool!!!” shouted the girl and the eco repeated her words. She fell down on the grass and raised the rose off the ground while her tears were falling freely on its petals, giving the rose the white color.

“I will prove it to you...I will prove you that dark and light can be together! “said the girl to herself as a silence vow to him and raised up the ground and started walking towards Gri’stol...no, she started walking towards Hyan.