She hears the wind blowing around her. She stops as she holds her breath as scans around herself and feels the wind stop in-front of her. She backs away with fear in her mind as her hood is suddenly falls off her. Her golden hair starts to glow as she shuts her eyes. She sees the city as dark blobs; almost like a silhouette in her mind. As she looks in caution, in-front of her, she sees a boy wearing a blue cloak. She realizes it's where the wind has stopped a moment ago.
"Darn, it's him." She says in her mind.
The boy takes his sword out thats kept in a red and golden hilt. It makes his eyes glow the minute he grips it steadily in his brown gloves. He then stares at her as he starts to slash at the girl, but she jumpes high onto a nearby building. She almost loses her balance, but still holds her head high and glares at the warrior. He grins and chuckles a little to himself. He then stops and his michevious evil grin dissappears and he looks at her seriously.
"Please, come with me, child. You shall see things that all heros wish to see. A world filled with peace and everyone hand in hand for good." His voice said in her mind.
"I would join if your purposes were for my good, but not yours." She answers back in her mind,"But you intend to kill innocient people so they can become apart of your undead army. First of all, its cruel and inhuman to do these things. Second, you did some things that I can never forgive you. My answer is still the same from the last time you asked me and it's no. To make me come and join, you need to kill me first!"
She then opens her eyes and the anger is seathing in her stare. Her hair glows brighter then ever as it starts spinning around herself and she heads spirling toward the boy. She hits him in the stomach and flew to the other side of the town. He becomes visible in the dim moonlight; in clear view as he lays on the floor. The blue cloak changes to dark brown and his eyes shimmers to bright orange. The hood of the cloak falls off as he stands up, with his sword in-front. His brown hair waves in the settle breeze and he gently put his sword on the ground. His eyes look at her passionately that glitters from the moonlight.
"Come on, darling. We need you alive anyway, so I can't kill you. Besides, you know it's not in my nature to murder a beautiful maiden like yourself." He said in her mind, which echos annoyingly in her head.
"Like I would believe that since you killed my mother and you called her beautiful!" She spits back at him, "If you think that I'm stupid to believe that after you also captured my best friends, sent me running because of your goons, and left me with no family; you must have no brain. I can't believe you still think that I will join! You're-you're- A DUM-BUTT!" she answers back.
The boy then gets startled by her words and steps back a bit. He gasps at her and feels air leaking out of his lungs. She then sprints and lunges at him with her hair forming into a sword. She swings at his legs as she screams "I hate you!". He dodges at the last moment over her head and holds her neck and back. She feels something pointy and sharp at her back. She freezes herself and holds herself up like if she's being yelled at by her mother to stand up straight. She knew it's a dagger that has poison in it considering that it stings her when it first touched her.
"Now," He finally speaks in a aggravated, yet heart-broken voice, " Put your hair down or-I-I"
He pauses, takes a couple of breaths and grips at her tigher. He yells, "Or I will show you my evil side!"
She turns her head at that moment. She sees the rage firing up in his eyes, showing he means it. She gasps at how stern he is towards her; never hearing him yell at her like this before. She closes her eyes and feels the energy release out of her hair. It stops glowing and falls gently to the side. She feels the anger of the young boy stirring the air around her. She takes a breath and tries to stay calm, but it's hard when she felt the anger seep into her body. She starts to brain storm a way out, but it gets inturrepted by the boy's poisoned dagger; feeling it slowly go in her back.
"Good." He booms in her ear, "Now, you shall come with me or I will go against my master's wishes for you to be alive. Got it, madam?"
Then a idea comes into her mind and she puts her head down; smiling micheviously to herself.
"Please, Forrik. You don't have to make me do this." she said pitifully.
"Do what?" he asked, confused.
"This." she says.
Her hair then wraps around his legs and she twirls him across the ground. She did this for a few times and finally lets go, to only see him slide on the dirt floor. He gets up, with his dagger accidently cutting his left arm. He then goes to his arm and it starts to bleed green blood. The girl gets confused and stares with a shocked look on her face.
"You bleed green blood?" she exclaims.
He grunts at her and laughs a little in pity.
"Wow, so thats a fail for you my angel." He answers rudely," It's a wierd assumption to think that after what we had been through you didn't even notice that. By the way, if you're wondering that I'm a human or something, forget that dumb-old theory and you will never know who I am truely."
He then giggles to himself and his hands starts to glow, making a portal and says back, "I shall see you again and next time, I will take you with no mercy. Good-bye for now, Allie."
He grunts from the pain in his arm and goes through the portal. He's gone from view in a matter of seconds.
Allie didn't this time look to see him leave, but she chases him into the portal. She falls into utter blackness with small platfroms that float in the unknown. She luckily lands on one of the platforms and realizes that they are floating ruins in the blackness. The brown buildings are covered in moss and has flowers growing on them. She sees that they are black inside them as she looks inside the windows. Her golden hair glows in the blackness and feels tingles down her spine. She understands greatly how unsafe the strange demintiton is. She then closes her eyes to see the unknown thats beyond her senses. She sees that the floating ruins are connecting to each other on a slim piece of platform. She observes at them and starts to walk on one thats in-front of her, but it crumbles to dust before her the feet the minute she touches it.
"They must fly place to place so they have no need for the hidden platforms."She thinks to herself.
She looks at the top of the buildings and jumps to the top of the platform. She jumps to the highest point of each floating ruin. She listens carefully as she jumps on each ruin. She then stops and sees a large floating building. It seem to look like an old temple and it had torches lit all over it. It's carvings that surrounds the borders of the temple are faded and covered in moss as the other ruins are. She sees in the distance Forrick laying in-front of the temple, grunting in pain very faintly.
"Please, master." He says to the temple, "Can you help me heal so I can still fight for you? So I can still help to get the girl and make our souls less vulnerable to injuries."
There is a silence for a moment that Forrick takes as a sign of his life ending, but a person then appears through a portal and goes to his side. It's another man, but seem to be older then Forrick. He also has a hood that covers his face and the blue cloak with green gems covers his whole body. As he kneels beside him, he takes his hood off. His blue eyes glows blankly as he sees the young boy take short breaths. He puts his hand out over Forrick's body and goes back and forth across his chest, to his legs and to his head. As the other person did this, Forrick's body begins to change. His hair starts to grow longer, becoming green with blue streaks in it that goes to his shoulders and his face starts to become even more thin then it's before. Even his clothes spilts apart; becoming a shirt and pants instead of a cloak. It's soaked in the green blood that appears to also be across his stomach.
"Oh, Forrick." Says the other person in a dissappointed voice, "You injure yourself so many times and yet the master didn't call quits on you. Are you sure you don't want any help with your mission? You know how impatient he is getting."
Forrick then slowly pushes himself up, but falls to the ground with a big thud and says through gritted teeth, "I don't need help from a low-ranking knave like yourself! Why you-" he then grabs his left arm and commands, "Just help me with the wounds, now!"
The person nods to him. He holds his hands above Forrick and chants in a deep voice in a whisper. Forrick's body starts to glow and is raised above the helper's head. His wounds drip green blood all over the floor below as it shrinks slowly, but as each moment passes, the healer starts to grumble louder, which seems to make Forrick grunt louder.
Soon, Forrick screams on top of his lungs as the wounds are almost healed, which makes an echo in the unknown world. When the wounds are healed, Forrick looks upward in shock and a white whisp comes out of his mouth, which makes his healer gag. The white wisp floats above and spreads across the dark, looming place and shines brightly. It does this for a few moments and shrinks back. It goes inside Forrick's mouth and he takes a deep breath like he awakens from death. He shivers as the whisp goes inside his body, feeling it try to settle. As it did this, his ears glow and become two crescent shapes. He lands softly to the ground, now in standing postion with pain shining in his eyes.
"Heh, you lost another life, which will make you weaker to death and we will all know because of your new grown ears." the healer smirks, " If only you had the girl, the power in her hair can save you from this death that will be dreading nearer and nearer to you. Anyways, do you still wish for my assitance, Forrick?" The knave asks again.
Forrick breaths deeply and turns to the healer. He stares at him with hatred, but answers, "Fine, but don't get in my way. Got it, Turri?"
"Oh, don't worry. The master actually sent me to help you along with one more person."
"What? Does he trust me at all?"
"Oh, he does," Turri answers, reassuring, "But he is losing faith in you, thinking that you should die."
"Oh, shut it! I don't need to hear it from a low-life like yourself. While I have to be in high power, Master sends me to find a stupid girl with hair that shines like a glow-stick! Seriously, I don't deserve to do this!"
He then crosses his legs anf floats in mid-air and turns away from the person who saved his life.
"I need to prove the master that I need to be in high power and not in a stupid situation like this!"
"You don't know that, Forrick," Turri protests, "He really needs you to help us with a plan that can make our race rise again over the humans."
"I already know the plan! It's not like it changed-"
"It did in a matter of fact." He inturrepts.
"So, why didn't you tell me in the first place?!"
"Oh, well since you got hurt, I had to fix that bloody mess you were."
"Enough with that! Tell me Turri or you shall have a 'bloody mess' like I did."
"Okay. Okay. Here's the deal..." he said.
But he didn't finish as he hears a rush of wind. He looks into the distance; directly at Allie. She didn't notice for she is in a daze. The poison from the dagger now is affecting her mind and is affecting her body. She feels weak and can't move. She tries to get up, but her legs feels like falling under herself. She feels her head tipping and she accidently falls off the building. Turri then flies off and finds Allie's body lying on the floor.
To be continued...