Post by BlackCoven on Feb 1, 2005 18:32:27 GMT -5
Well, as you could see, I cut the last chapter off in a bit of a crucial point. It was because I was at work and had to get back so I will continue now. Hope you like it.
Chapter 13 - The Priest Secanya pt. 2
"A true angel, I heard stories about gods true followers, the select few who are truely chosen by god to ascend to angels in the attempt to lead people to god. But I too am an angel, though I have transcended to that of a god. I alone carry the true power of god." Mephisto says as he closes the gap between the two. With the force of a raging hurricane, Matthias swings his mighty wings blasting a sum of large boulders in Mephisto's direction. In an attempt to guard himself, Matthias takes to the air while unsheathing his sword. The sword seemed to be made of pure silver as it shined across the sky.
"Tyrant!" Matthias yells as his sword shines with the light of the heavens.
"Your attacks are nothing but a festival of colors, they can't harm me." The demon says as he simply watches Matthias from the ground. The light from Matthias's sword flashed across the sky like the sun on a summer day. In a swing of his arms, the light fired like a bolt of electricity striking Mephisto in the chest. The lightning filled his body bringing him to his knees. He crys out in pain as smoke fills the air around him.
"May god forgive you, false prophet."
As the smoke dissipates, Mephisto's body vanished when suddenly a loud screach comes from behind him. When he turns he see's that Mephisto also unleashed a set of winds as he strikes Matthias across the face with his fist sending him crashing to the ground.
"I told you, your little tricks wont work on me."
Gasping, the priest stands once more with a small stagger. "I may die here today, but you can't avoid your fate, for I have seen it."
"Is that so?" Mephisto asks laughing a bit to himself. "How about enlightening me priest, who has the power to challenge me?"
"Oh you know of who I speak." Matthias says as an agitated expression fills the demons face.
"Impossible, I saw to that six hundred years ago, and you know that priest. Besides, you should be greatful, for I am much more forgiving then him."
"Did you....." Matthias said in a retorical manner only agering the demon more.
"Silence, your time has come to an end, and don't worry about your youngest, he will be taken good care of." Mephisto says regaining his composure and begins to laugh a bit.
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"Father, please make it out of there." Secanya says as he watches from inside the safety of a tree. He was now a few miles away but could still see across the battlefield.
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"your weaker then I gave you credit for... SOUTA!"
"Yes sire." The soldier says bowing before Mephisto.
"Finish him, make it slow and painful."
"Yes sire." Souta says as he removes an unusually large flail from his waist.
The two men engaged in a weapons battle. Matthias had the upper hand as he used his wings to knock Souta off balance and strike him repeatedly with his sword. Souta was fast though, faster then anything Matthias had ever seen. In a flash he regained his momentum and lunged at the priest. The priest guarded himself with his wing, but his flail was no ordinary flail, but a magical flail forged by the world reknown Kostoy clan. They were known throughout the world for the finest mystical weapons. With a swing of his flail, he severed the wing from the priests back. In surprise, he quickly went shield himself from the blow but was too late.
Souta swung again slamming his flail into the Matthias's chest knocking him to his back. He could scarcely breath as his chest was caved in. He could scarcely breathe as he lied on his back staring up at the face of his attacker. he looked no older then thirty but the numerous years of war took its toll for he had his share of scars.
"Its not too late for you. Souta, or should I say, Christopher."
"How do you know my name?" Souta says in shock as he stares down at the dying priest.
"I know much about you, I know what you are destined to do, please let my death be your last, you were meant for other things Christopher Columbus."
"Shut your mouth!" Souta yells as he slams the mighty flail across his body once more knocking Matthias unconscious as his remaining wing crumbled into dust beneith him. Souta dropped his flail as a tear ran down his cheek.
"It...it is done sire."
"I thought I said slow death Souta, but no trouble, whats done is done. Mount up, we are leaving." Mephisto says as he already has morphed into his human shell. Souta gives a nod as he picks his flail off the ground and stares across the field. It was as if he were looking right into the eyes of Secanya miles away, perhaps he was. The tear falls from his eye as his face stiffens up once more. "I have chosen my path." He says as he rode off with the remaining army.
Dust blew on the desolate plains while the stench of blood soaked the soil. Instead of hope, death now filled the lands and misery filled the hearts all that remained.
Secanya made his way back to the battlefield an hour after the others left. He placed his brothers sword on the chest of his dead body as he weeped over him. As he glaced across his body, he saw that of his father, his body still glowed with a subtle blue aura. As he walked over to his body, he noticed his hand clenching the hilt of his sword which was glowing in the evening darkness. He then spoke into Secanya mind, for the first time in his life.
"Secanya, my son, please come closer, I don't have much time left."
In tears he neals next to his dying father. "Y..yes father."
"Do not cry for me, for I will be lifted to the kingdoms of heaven, and so shall you when your time comes my dear boy. Until then, live, help others in need. Take my sword, it contains all the power i have left in me, the power inside will help you in your hardest hour." He says as he hands the sword to Secanya. "May the power of god protect you always." He utters as the light surrounding him vanishes.
"I will be strong, I will be strong for you. When the day of redemption comes, I will be there." Secanya says grasping his fathers sword. The clouds gave way to rain as the sky poured from the heavens.
"God, are you weeping now?" He asks as he stares into the oncoming rain. "Goodbye father, goodbye Kale, my dearest brother."
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"Secanya......" Jinca stammers as his eyes turn to a colorful brown. Luna, barely able to hold her feelings back cried her eyes out. Jinca comforted her as she hugged him in return.
"Now you know everything, since then I have lived my life the way my father wished me too. My destiny is nearly fulfilled with only one exception." He says as he fixes his gaze on Jinca.
"He is taking control, I feel it each passing day, it takes most of my energy to keep him at bay." Jinca says looking back at Secanya. "I didn't ask for this, what should I do, should I give in to the evil inside me?"
"I don't know Jinca, I don't know." Secanya says as he looks to the ground beneith him. "Wherever you are Shinta, thank you, thank you for everything, your sacrifice will not be forgotten."
That is all for this chapter, hope you like it. I felt this half went along much nicer then the first part, I will probably revise the first part quite a bit in the near future. Tks for reading and please tell my your thoughts...
Chapter 13 - The Priest Secanya pt. 2
"A true angel, I heard stories about gods true followers, the select few who are truely chosen by god to ascend to angels in the attempt to lead people to god. But I too am an angel, though I have transcended to that of a god. I alone carry the true power of god." Mephisto says as he closes the gap between the two. With the force of a raging hurricane, Matthias swings his mighty wings blasting a sum of large boulders in Mephisto's direction. In an attempt to guard himself, Matthias takes to the air while unsheathing his sword. The sword seemed to be made of pure silver as it shined across the sky.
"Tyrant!" Matthias yells as his sword shines with the light of the heavens.
"Your attacks are nothing but a festival of colors, they can't harm me." The demon says as he simply watches Matthias from the ground. The light from Matthias's sword flashed across the sky like the sun on a summer day. In a swing of his arms, the light fired like a bolt of electricity striking Mephisto in the chest. The lightning filled his body bringing him to his knees. He crys out in pain as smoke fills the air around him.
"May god forgive you, false prophet."
As the smoke dissipates, Mephisto's body vanished when suddenly a loud screach comes from behind him. When he turns he see's that Mephisto also unleashed a set of winds as he strikes Matthias across the face with his fist sending him crashing to the ground.
"I told you, your little tricks wont work on me."
Gasping, the priest stands once more with a small stagger. "I may die here today, but you can't avoid your fate, for I have seen it."
"Is that so?" Mephisto asks laughing a bit to himself. "How about enlightening me priest, who has the power to challenge me?"
"Oh you know of who I speak." Matthias says as an agitated expression fills the demons face.
"Impossible, I saw to that six hundred years ago, and you know that priest. Besides, you should be greatful, for I am much more forgiving then him."
"Did you....." Matthias said in a retorical manner only agering the demon more.
"Silence, your time has come to an end, and don't worry about your youngest, he will be taken good care of." Mephisto says regaining his composure and begins to laugh a bit.
---------------------
"Father, please make it out of there." Secanya says as he watches from inside the safety of a tree. He was now a few miles away but could still see across the battlefield.
-----------------------
"your weaker then I gave you credit for... SOUTA!"
"Yes sire." The soldier says bowing before Mephisto.
"Finish him, make it slow and painful."
"Yes sire." Souta says as he removes an unusually large flail from his waist.
The two men engaged in a weapons battle. Matthias had the upper hand as he used his wings to knock Souta off balance and strike him repeatedly with his sword. Souta was fast though, faster then anything Matthias had ever seen. In a flash he regained his momentum and lunged at the priest. The priest guarded himself with his wing, but his flail was no ordinary flail, but a magical flail forged by the world reknown Kostoy clan. They were known throughout the world for the finest mystical weapons. With a swing of his flail, he severed the wing from the priests back. In surprise, he quickly went shield himself from the blow but was too late.
Souta swung again slamming his flail into the Matthias's chest knocking him to his back. He could scarcely breath as his chest was caved in. He could scarcely breathe as he lied on his back staring up at the face of his attacker. he looked no older then thirty but the numerous years of war took its toll for he had his share of scars.
"Its not too late for you. Souta, or should I say, Christopher."
"How do you know my name?" Souta says in shock as he stares down at the dying priest.
"I know much about you, I know what you are destined to do, please let my death be your last, you were meant for other things Christopher Columbus."
"Shut your mouth!" Souta yells as he slams the mighty flail across his body once more knocking Matthias unconscious as his remaining wing crumbled into dust beneith him. Souta dropped his flail as a tear ran down his cheek.
"It...it is done sire."
"I thought I said slow death Souta, but no trouble, whats done is done. Mount up, we are leaving." Mephisto says as he already has morphed into his human shell. Souta gives a nod as he picks his flail off the ground and stares across the field. It was as if he were looking right into the eyes of Secanya miles away, perhaps he was. The tear falls from his eye as his face stiffens up once more. "I have chosen my path." He says as he rode off with the remaining army.
Dust blew on the desolate plains while the stench of blood soaked the soil. Instead of hope, death now filled the lands and misery filled the hearts all that remained.
Secanya made his way back to the battlefield an hour after the others left. He placed his brothers sword on the chest of his dead body as he weeped over him. As he glaced across his body, he saw that of his father, his body still glowed with a subtle blue aura. As he walked over to his body, he noticed his hand clenching the hilt of his sword which was glowing in the evening darkness. He then spoke into Secanya mind, for the first time in his life.
"Secanya, my son, please come closer, I don't have much time left."
In tears he neals next to his dying father. "Y..yes father."
"Do not cry for me, for I will be lifted to the kingdoms of heaven, and so shall you when your time comes my dear boy. Until then, live, help others in need. Take my sword, it contains all the power i have left in me, the power inside will help you in your hardest hour." He says as he hands the sword to Secanya. "May the power of god protect you always." He utters as the light surrounding him vanishes.
"I will be strong, I will be strong for you. When the day of redemption comes, I will be there." Secanya says grasping his fathers sword. The clouds gave way to rain as the sky poured from the heavens.
"God, are you weeping now?" He asks as he stares into the oncoming rain. "Goodbye father, goodbye Kale, my dearest brother."
____________
"Secanya......" Jinca stammers as his eyes turn to a colorful brown. Luna, barely able to hold her feelings back cried her eyes out. Jinca comforted her as she hugged him in return.
"Now you know everything, since then I have lived my life the way my father wished me too. My destiny is nearly fulfilled with only one exception." He says as he fixes his gaze on Jinca.
"He is taking control, I feel it each passing day, it takes most of my energy to keep him at bay." Jinca says looking back at Secanya. "I didn't ask for this, what should I do, should I give in to the evil inside me?"
"I don't know Jinca, I don't know." Secanya says as he looks to the ground beneith him. "Wherever you are Shinta, thank you, thank you for everything, your sacrifice will not be forgotten."
That is all for this chapter, hope you like it. I felt this half went along much nicer then the first part, I will probably revise the first part quite a bit in the near future. Tks for reading and please tell my your thoughts...
