Joshua, “Where did that boy get those Mart’e and why does he have so many?”
Saint looking forward, “You could see them? That in itself is quite interesting.”
Joshua, “Well?”
Saint, “Very well, they were a gift from teacher to student. He is very talented.”
Joshua curiously,
“How could you have given them to him? You are not a warlock.”
Saint, “I have friends in many different genres my dark friend.”
Joshua, ”Those Mart’e are forbidden outside of Warlock and Demon, he should not have them. It is far too dangerous.”
Saint, “ I am well aware of the risk, sir.”
Joshua stops he turns to Saint as he stops, “Have you ever heard of The Nine?”
Saint nods his head, “Yes, the legendary Nine Warlock, they were well respected. It is said that they were so strong, they defeated all opponents. Vampires, Wolves, and Demons alike.”
Joshua, “Yes, they got arrogant and began attacking their own. They were killing any warlock that didn’t agree with their ways.”
He turns away from Saint and continues, “one day they faced the head of the governing house. They under estimated him and his power.”
Saint curiously,
“Yes, I have heard this, the lone warlock that defeated them.. Sealer of the 9”
Joshua, “He defeated them by creating specific Mart’e to steal and separate all their power. It was forbidden for anyone to use those seals. No human can have that power, it is corrupted.”
Saint, “I see.”
Joshua, “For his sake I hope he doesn’t know how to open all of them.”
He speeds off into the cavern. Saint turns and looks behind him then takes off after Joshua.
We see Daniels and the others picking up their weapons cloaks off the cavern floor. They are all a few yards apart.
Then Daniels walks over to Vaan, Vaan notices this and turns towards him.
Daniels. “so how the heck did you do that again?”
Stevens from a few feet away, he is walking towards them. “Yeah I would like to know just what in Savior’s name that was myself boy.”
Vaan looks at both of them and rubs the top of his head as if he is a little nervous.
Daniels, “You a Warlock or something?”
Stevens, “If that’s the case kid, you're in the wrong place.”
Vaan holding his hands up towards them. “No, no. I’m not a Warlock.”
He turns and starts walking in their previous direction, slowly.
Vaan with his back to them,
“They are a gift from Master Saint, he had a friend bestow them upon me. He said individually they will come in handy. A few of them will do the trick, and most of them together make anything think twice.”
Stevens. “All of them at once?”
Vaan stops and turns his head towards them but not completely.
Daniels, “hmmm, I see.”
Stevens, “Well let’s go. We don’t have all day.”
Vaan turns his head back forward and takes a deep breath.
Daniels Is suddenly right beside Vaan. Vaan is a little surprised.
Daniels looking at Vaan,
“What? You didn’t think we could move that fast?”
Stevens comes up on his other side.
Stevens with his hand on Vaan’s shoulder, “Yeah we were holding back, kid.”
Vaan looks strait ahead, “Don’t hold back for me.”
He suddenly darts ahead leaving the two standing looking at each other.
Daniels looks at Stevens for a second then says,
“I’m not letting the rook beat me!”
He darts off after Vaan. Stevens does the same, without hesitation.
Saint looking forward, “You could see them? That in itself is quite interesting.”
Joshua, “Well?”
Saint, “Very well, they were a gift from teacher to student. He is very talented.”
Joshua curiously,
“How could you have given them to him? You are not a warlock.”
Saint, “I have friends in many different genres my dark friend.”
Joshua, ”Those Mart’e are forbidden outside of Warlock and Demon, he should not have them. It is far too dangerous.”
Saint, “ I am well aware of the risk, sir.”
Joshua stops he turns to Saint as he stops, “Have you ever heard of The Nine?”
Saint nods his head, “Yes, the legendary Nine Warlock, they were well respected. It is said that they were so strong, they defeated all opponents. Vampires, Wolves, and Demons alike.”
Joshua, “Yes, they got arrogant and began attacking their own. They were killing any warlock that didn’t agree with their ways.”
He turns away from Saint and continues, “one day they faced the head of the governing house. They under estimated him and his power.”
Saint curiously,
“Yes, I have heard this, the lone warlock that defeated them.. Sealer of the 9”
Joshua, “He defeated them by creating specific Mart’e to steal and separate all their power. It was forbidden for anyone to use those seals. No human can have that power, it is corrupted.”
Saint, “I see.”
Joshua, “For his sake I hope he doesn’t know how to open all of them.”
He speeds off into the cavern. Saint turns and looks behind him then takes off after Joshua.
We see Daniels and the others picking up their weapons cloaks off the cavern floor. They are all a few yards apart.
Then Daniels walks over to Vaan, Vaan notices this and turns towards him.
Daniels. “so how the heck did you do that again?”
Stevens from a few feet away, he is walking towards them. “Yeah I would like to know just what in Savior’s name that was myself boy.”
Vaan looks at both of them and rubs the top of his head as if he is a little nervous.
Daniels, “You a Warlock or something?”
Stevens, “If that’s the case kid, you're in the wrong place.”
Vaan holding his hands up towards them. “No, no. I’m not a Warlock.”
He turns and starts walking in their previous direction, slowly.
Vaan with his back to them,
“They are a gift from Master Saint, he had a friend bestow them upon me. He said individually they will come in handy. A few of them will do the trick, and most of them together make anything think twice.”
Stevens. “All of them at once?”
Vaan stops and turns his head towards them but not completely.
Daniels, “hmmm, I see.”
Stevens, “Well let’s go. We don’t have all day.”
Vaan turns his head back forward and takes a deep breath.
Daniels Is suddenly right beside Vaan. Vaan is a little surprised.
Daniels looking at Vaan,
“What? You didn’t think we could move that fast?”
Stevens comes up on his other side.
Stevens with his hand on Vaan’s shoulder, “Yeah we were holding back, kid.”
Vaan looks strait ahead, “Don’t hold back for me.”
He suddenly darts ahead leaving the two standing looking at each other.
Daniels looks at Stevens for a second then says,
“I’m not letting the rook beat me!”
He darts off after Vaan. Stevens does the same, without hesitation.
There is a Giant Wall surrounding Dark Uno, the humans Washington D.C. Home of this lands past rulers. It was remodeled to suit it’s new occupants a few hundred years ago. As a reminder to humans that this land is no longer there’s. On the far side of northern wall is Haven, Walter, and Cynthia. They are sitting and standing as if waiting for something or someone.
Haven is Leaning against a tree, that has grown beside and slightly over the huge wall, with his arms folded.
Cynthia whom is sitting down on the wall,
“I am bored with this, where is the blood shed?”
She is scraping a dagger across the cement.
Walter whom is dressed in a blue suit, “I too am getting tired of waiting, I do hope they hurry.”
Haven still says nothing. Soon they hear a voice from a distance,
Voice, “You there! up on the wall!”
Haven looks down to see who it is, but suddenly they are there on the wall among them.
It is Two Vampires dressed in Chain mail and armor, One with long blonde hair well kept, the armor is silver with blue cloth hanging from under the chain mail down to mid thigh in the front, with a cloak inside white and outside is blue. The other has short dark hair unkempt his armor the same with no cloak, they both carry a sword on their backs as well as a shorter one on there left side. One is very large framed, around 6’6”, maybe 280lbs.
The smaller one, which is closer to Haven speaks, “Tell me good prince, is there a reason you are on this wall?”
Cynthia, “Why? Do you wanna play Humpty Dumpty?”
The big vampire stands over Cynthia and bellows, “Quiet you filthy slut. No one is addressing you.”
Walter puts his hand on the handle of his sword, “Now Alex, is that anyway to talk to a woman? Especially one that far out ranks you in status politically and socially.”
Alex, “She is nothing, her mother is no longer here to protect her, she is just a crazy, cannibal is all!”
Just then Cynthia does a head spin and trips Alex then flips to her feet with two Sai draw towards him.
Cynthia, “If I am nothing then you are less than nothing. You will not utter a word close to insulting my mother in my presence.”
Alex draws his sword half way out of its sheath.
Haven yells, “Waiting! We are waiting Christopher.”
Christopher pats Alex on the shoulder, then Alex stands up beside Christopher while looking at Cynthia. Cynthia blows a kiss to him and smiles.
Christopher, “Waiting? For what?”
Walter, “We are just waiting and taking in the pleasant scenery."
Christopher looks around and sees nothing but dead land and creatures scavenging for food in the fields.
Chris, “If that is how you want it.”
Chris, “If that is how you want it.”
He goes for his sword.
Eric from behind them speaks, “Are you going to show us your pretty knife Sir Christopher?”
Christopher turns slowly and sees Eric, Michael behind him and Stephanie beside Michael holding his arm.
Eric looking at Christopher moving his hand away from his side mounted sword.
Eric, “Now, go on I’m sure we all would like to see what you were about to do, I know I would.”
Christopher turns to Haven, ”Your day is coming, rest assured, your highness”
Eric, “what day is that, pray tell?”
Christopher looks back slightly at Eric as he and Alex walk away, then jump down to the inside of the wall.
Haven, “I didn’t need saving Eric. I was just fine.”
Eric, “I know you were, I just like making them piss their pants.”
He grabs the back of Haven’s neck gently then messes his hair, they both give a little laugh.
Michael, “Where is Melissa?”
Walter, “Relax, Haven said she would be here right before the ceremony in the morn so just wait.”
Eric walking over to Michael putting his arm around him for reassurance.
Eric, “I’m sure your sister has it all running smoothly on her end.”
Back in the village of the Grey wolves.
We see a rabid wolf growling, then we see another wolf in front of him. Thy are both huge at least seven feet tall. Fur dirty as if rolling on the ground, Blood and scars in different places on both. They are at a stalemate They stare and growl at each other but do not attack.
Just then more wolves come from the woods behind the original two.
There is a log wall protecting the Grey wolves village. The wolves are trying to get in.
Inside the walls everyone, male and female are changing. Then heading towards to gate of the wall where the other wolves are trying to get in. suddenly a dark fiery mass flies over to the inside of the Wall. Wolves are getting out of the way. A female is near that hasn’t change she looks down and sees that it was the lone wolf that was protecting the gate just moments ago. She Howls and changes then runs further inside the village.
Inside the building Wayne and Melissa were in earlier, Melissa is looking thru her satchel. Wayne is in a smaller room. She can hear him fumbling thru things and slightly growling.
Melissa still looking inside her satchel speaks to him, “Are you okay?”
Wayne still in human form but with sharp wolf teeth and red hued eyes, says in a deep raspy voice, “everything is not okay!”
He has huge armor in his hands too big for his frame.
Wayne to Melissa, “do you not hear, we are under attack!?”
Melissa, “I hear the noise outside, I thought they were playing.”
Wayne angrily, “Playing, be glad that you hold the parchment.”
He storms out, he is met outside by the female wolf from a few moments ago.
She speaks in a deep voice while still in wolf form,
“The Green Rock tribe is attacking us!”
Wayne nods his head, she then rushes off jumping on builds and running along walls back towards the gate. Wayne puts on the over sized armor. Melissa walks out seeing this and just watches. Wayne changes into a huge brown and black werewolf, that appears to be bigger than any of the other werewolves in the village. His armor now fights his huge werewolf frame. He looks at Melissa then runs off towards the gate.
At the gate there is an army of heaving, growling were wolves. Inside the gate some with metal chest plates others without. They are all growling at the other wolves pounding at the gate to get in. They are roaring on the other side of the gate, clawing and scratching at the walls.
Wayne arrives at the scene he is a considerable size larger than most of the others. A wolf comes up to him and kneels.
The kneeling wolf speaks, "great chief it is time to deatroy the Green Rock Tribe. The devil bastards are pounding their way in.”
Melissa walking up interrupting them. “Yes great Chief, this is not the time for care free peace, this is the moment of chaos. The moment you must act.”
Wayne looks at Melissa then turns his head to his follower.
Wayne speaking loudly for his tribe to hear, "We shall fall back, let them in then we burn the village down and trap them inside. Use our knowledge of this village and it’s secret passages to escape un harmed. Then we shall watch as our home rids us of the threat, once and for all!”
The wolves howl in support. The Green Rock Tribe is about to break through. The wolves inside brace themselves for a fight.
Just then they break free and hundreds of wolves begin fighting. Wayne and the other start to fall back. Melissa is behind a worn down building away from the battle but close enough to see.
Suddenly Wayne looks behind him and the wolves have some how gotten them surrounded. Wayne sees another huge wolf leading them in from the rear. He charges him and they clash. They claw and swipe at each other.
It is hectic and loud full of howls roars and animalistic screams. Melissa is still in hiding.
She is thinking to herself {dammit, this is mucking up my plans. If this tribe loses no way can they help me.}
Just then a brilliant flash of light thunders down in the middle of the skirmish. Most wolves near get knocked on their backs, Wayne included. As the light dims they unshield their eyes, as does Melissa.
As everyone gets their vision back and their eyes begin to focus.
They see an older looking man holding a staff with feathers at the top blowing in the wind. The wolf that was fighting Wayne speaks.
“Do not interfere Desmond, this is not your business”
Desmond holds his left hand up palm facing the wolf.
He speaks, “Be still, William .”
As he says this the wolf is being pulled down to a kneeling position by roots that sprouted from the ground where he stood. He looks at Wayne.
Wayne to Desmond , “Why do you interfere, Shaman?”
Desmond walking closer to Wayne looking up at his sweat soaked and bloodied furry face.
He speaks again, “This is wrong, this childish bickering among family. It must stop tonight.”
Wayne, “They attacked us , Desmond. We are only defending our selves.”
Desmond with a hint of anger in his voice,
“You will address me without that face boy.”
Wayne changes back to human form as does the other wolves. They also take off or throw down there armor. Desmond is walking in a circle, that is formed by the crowd surrounding him and Wayne.
Desmond, “I am not alone in thinking this.”
He moves his eyes to just beyond the crowd. The crowd is moved by an unseen force parting the wolves as if to make a path.
A group of men dressed similar to Desmond with staves of their own appear in the circle.
Wayne looks and bows his head, “Father.”
The Shaman he is referring to says, “This Is what you do while I am away Wayne, William?”
Desmond, “Do not be too harsh Gerald, They are not much different than you and your brother.”
Gerald in response, “We didn’t separate the tribes and waste their energies on selfish gains and childish skirmishes.” As he looks at Desmond.
Desmond replies, “No you did not. You made your father banish you for almost starting a war over a girl.”
Wayne, “Mother?”
Gerald changing the subject, “allow William to stand.”
Desmond waves his hand to release him.
Gerald, “You shall come out as well girl.”
Melissa mumbles, “Shit.”
Desmond, “I was wondering when you were gonna come out.”
Melissa, “This isn’t my fault. They attacked the village, I had nothing…”
Gerald, “Silence child.”
William, “See Father, Uncle he is in relations with a human. What a disgrace.”
Melissa, “I’m a disgrace? Who got their ass kicked tonight?”
William growls.
Another shaman comes through the crowd holding Melissa’s satchel.
Melissa snapping, “That’s mine!”
Wayne standing in front of her as if to prevent her from approaching the Shaman.
Desmond, “What do you have there Archibald?”
Archibald, “Something you may find interesting, Lord Gerald.”
He hands Gerald the parchment out of the bag. Gerald looks it over.
Gerald smiling, “Indeed, indeed. Ha, ha. This is lovely.”
Melissa just looks at him.
William and Wayne look at each other.
Desmond inquiring, “What is it, or are you gonna keep it to yourself?”
Gerald still looking at the parchment, “did you read this entire scroll, girl?”
Melissa, “Of course I did.”
Gerald, “I understand you read the human language , but are you so well versed in Chokutoh?”
Melissa is silent.
Gerald glances at her then back to the parchment.
Gerald to Wayne, “I suppose you only read part of this as well.”
Wayne, “What are you getting at father?”
Gerald calmly, “This is a birth right, Not an oath as it appears to be at first. You must really learn the first language instead relying on the poor excuse of words that you young ones exchange with each other.”
Melissa, “What are you saying? Can you help me or what?”
Gerald, “On the contrary girl, You are the soul leader of this tribe and several others that branched from this…you are the high Priestess of the long Tooth Pride.”
William, furious, “What?!”
Desmond, “That is a twist of events.”
Wayne, “She is the leader of all the tribes?”
Gerald, “You should learn your history, boy. Her ancestor somehow became a Priest of the Long Tooth Pride. Meaning that he can call upon them at anytime he, well she, sees fit.”
Melissa, “What is the catch?”
Desmond, “It can not be to start war amongst the pride or undermine our ways and culture.”
Another Shaman that was silent this whole time,
“Also there is no discontent allowed while the high priestess is in reign, or death will be the punishment.”
Gerald walks over to Melissa, he hands over her things, “So Priestess, What can we do for you?”
Melissa smiles.
Eric from behind them speaks, “Are you going to show us your pretty knife Sir Christopher?”
Christopher turns slowly and sees Eric, Michael behind him and Stephanie beside Michael holding his arm.
Eric looking at Christopher moving his hand away from his side mounted sword.
Eric, “Now, go on I’m sure we all would like to see what you were about to do, I know I would.”
Christopher turns to Haven, ”Your day is coming, rest assured, your highness”
Eric, “what day is that, pray tell?”
Christopher looks back slightly at Eric as he and Alex walk away, then jump down to the inside of the wall.
Haven, “I didn’t need saving Eric. I was just fine.”
Eric, “I know you were, I just like making them piss their pants.”
He grabs the back of Haven’s neck gently then messes his hair, they both give a little laugh.
Michael, “Where is Melissa?”
Walter, “Relax, Haven said she would be here right before the ceremony in the morn so just wait.”
Eric walking over to Michael putting his arm around him for reassurance.
Eric, “I’m sure your sister has it all running smoothly on her end.”
Back in the village of the Grey wolves.
We see a rabid wolf growling, then we see another wolf in front of him. Thy are both huge at least seven feet tall. Fur dirty as if rolling on the ground, Blood and scars in different places on both. They are at a stalemate They stare and growl at each other but do not attack.
Just then more wolves come from the woods behind the original two.
There is a log wall protecting the Grey wolves village. The wolves are trying to get in.
Inside the walls everyone, male and female are changing. Then heading towards to gate of the wall where the other wolves are trying to get in. suddenly a dark fiery mass flies over to the inside of the Wall. Wolves are getting out of the way. A female is near that hasn’t change she looks down and sees that it was the lone wolf that was protecting the gate just moments ago. She Howls and changes then runs further inside the village.
Inside the building Wayne and Melissa were in earlier, Melissa is looking thru her satchel. Wayne is in a smaller room. She can hear him fumbling thru things and slightly growling.
Melissa still looking inside her satchel speaks to him, “Are you okay?”
Wayne still in human form but with sharp wolf teeth and red hued eyes, says in a deep raspy voice, “everything is not okay!”
He has huge armor in his hands too big for his frame.
Wayne to Melissa, “do you not hear, we are under attack!?”
Melissa, “I hear the noise outside, I thought they were playing.”
Wayne angrily, “Playing, be glad that you hold the parchment.”
He storms out, he is met outside by the female wolf from a few moments ago.
She speaks in a deep voice while still in wolf form,
“The Green Rock tribe is attacking us!”
Wayne nods his head, she then rushes off jumping on builds and running along walls back towards the gate. Wayne puts on the over sized armor. Melissa walks out seeing this and just watches. Wayne changes into a huge brown and black werewolf, that appears to be bigger than any of the other werewolves in the village. His armor now fights his huge werewolf frame. He looks at Melissa then runs off towards the gate.
At the gate there is an army of heaving, growling were wolves. Inside the gate some with metal chest plates others without. They are all growling at the other wolves pounding at the gate to get in. They are roaring on the other side of the gate, clawing and scratching at the walls.
Wayne arrives at the scene he is a considerable size larger than most of the others. A wolf comes up to him and kneels.
The kneeling wolf speaks, "great chief it is time to deatroy the Green Rock Tribe. The devil bastards are pounding their way in.”
Melissa walking up interrupting them. “Yes great Chief, this is not the time for care free peace, this is the moment of chaos. The moment you must act.”
Wayne looks at Melissa then turns his head to his follower.
Wayne speaking loudly for his tribe to hear, "We shall fall back, let them in then we burn the village down and trap them inside. Use our knowledge of this village and it’s secret passages to escape un harmed. Then we shall watch as our home rids us of the threat, once and for all!”
The wolves howl in support. The Green Rock Tribe is about to break through. The wolves inside brace themselves for a fight.
Just then they break free and hundreds of wolves begin fighting. Wayne and the other start to fall back. Melissa is behind a worn down building away from the battle but close enough to see.
Suddenly Wayne looks behind him and the wolves have some how gotten them surrounded. Wayne sees another huge wolf leading them in from the rear. He charges him and they clash. They claw and swipe at each other.
It is hectic and loud full of howls roars and animalistic screams. Melissa is still in hiding.
She is thinking to herself {dammit, this is mucking up my plans. If this tribe loses no way can they help me.}
Just then a brilliant flash of light thunders down in the middle of the skirmish. Most wolves near get knocked on their backs, Wayne included. As the light dims they unshield their eyes, as does Melissa.
As everyone gets their vision back and their eyes begin to focus.
They see an older looking man holding a staff with feathers at the top blowing in the wind. The wolf that was fighting Wayne speaks.
“Do not interfere Desmond, this is not your business”
Desmond holds his left hand up palm facing the wolf.
He speaks, “Be still, William .”
As he says this the wolf is being pulled down to a kneeling position by roots that sprouted from the ground where he stood. He looks at Wayne.
Wayne to Desmond , “Why do you interfere, Shaman?”
Desmond walking closer to Wayne looking up at his sweat soaked and bloodied furry face.
He speaks again, “This is wrong, this childish bickering among family. It must stop tonight.”
Wayne, “They attacked us , Desmond. We are only defending our selves.”
Desmond with a hint of anger in his voice,
“You will address me without that face boy.”
Wayne changes back to human form as does the other wolves. They also take off or throw down there armor. Desmond is walking in a circle, that is formed by the crowd surrounding him and Wayne.
Desmond, “I am not alone in thinking this.”
He moves his eyes to just beyond the crowd. The crowd is moved by an unseen force parting the wolves as if to make a path.
A group of men dressed similar to Desmond with staves of their own appear in the circle.
Wayne looks and bows his head, “Father.”
The Shaman he is referring to says, “This Is what you do while I am away Wayne, William?”
Desmond, “Do not be too harsh Gerald, They are not much different than you and your brother.”
Gerald in response, “We didn’t separate the tribes and waste their energies on selfish gains and childish skirmishes.” As he looks at Desmond.
Desmond replies, “No you did not. You made your father banish you for almost starting a war over a girl.”
Wayne, “Mother?”
Gerald changing the subject, “allow William to stand.”
Desmond waves his hand to release him.
Gerald, “You shall come out as well girl.”
Melissa mumbles, “Shit.”
Desmond, “I was wondering when you were gonna come out.”
Melissa, “This isn’t my fault. They attacked the village, I had nothing…”
Gerald, “Silence child.”
William, “See Father, Uncle he is in relations with a human. What a disgrace.”
Melissa, “I’m a disgrace? Who got their ass kicked tonight?”
William growls.
Another shaman comes through the crowd holding Melissa’s satchel.
Melissa snapping, “That’s mine!”
Wayne standing in front of her as if to prevent her from approaching the Shaman.
Desmond, “What do you have there Archibald?”
Archibald, “Something you may find interesting, Lord Gerald.”
He hands Gerald the parchment out of the bag. Gerald looks it over.
Gerald smiling, “Indeed, indeed. Ha, ha. This is lovely.”
Melissa just looks at him.
William and Wayne look at each other.
Desmond inquiring, “What is it, or are you gonna keep it to yourself?”
Gerald still looking at the parchment, “did you read this entire scroll, girl?”
Melissa, “Of course I did.”
Gerald, “I understand you read the human language , but are you so well versed in Chokutoh?”
Melissa is silent.
Gerald glances at her then back to the parchment.
Gerald to Wayne, “I suppose you only read part of this as well.”
Wayne, “What are you getting at father?”
Gerald calmly, “This is a birth right, Not an oath as it appears to be at first. You must really learn the first language instead relying on the poor excuse of words that you young ones exchange with each other.”
Melissa, “What are you saying? Can you help me or what?”
Gerald, “On the contrary girl, You are the soul leader of this tribe and several others that branched from this…you are the high Priestess of the long Tooth Pride.”
William, furious, “What?!”
Desmond, “That is a twist of events.”
Wayne, “She is the leader of all the tribes?”
Gerald, “You should learn your history, boy. Her ancestor somehow became a Priest of the Long Tooth Pride. Meaning that he can call upon them at anytime he, well she, sees fit.”
Melissa, “What is the catch?”
Desmond, “It can not be to start war amongst the pride or undermine our ways and culture.”
Another Shaman that was silent this whole time,
“Also there is no discontent allowed while the high priestess is in reign, or death will be the punishment.”
Gerald walks over to Melissa, he hands over her things, “So Priestess, What can we do for you?”
Melissa smiles.
Joshua and Saint are still in the caverns underneath the city, moving at abnormal speeds through the cavern. Joshua is in front, Saint is a step behind, Joshua suddenly stops and puts his arm up to halt Saint.
Saint, ”What is it?”
Joshua pointing at the walls, “Look around we are no longer in the caverns, we are here, The Cathedral of Artishan.”
Saint curiously, “Artishan? You know of this place?”
Joshua lowering his arm and beginning to walk, “yes,
What I need should be down the hall past the Hall of Night.”
The hall is huge with ceilings at least 30 feet high. It is decorated with many strange markings and designs. The colors are faded but recognizable. The ceiling is painted to look like the night sky, with spirals of comets and shooting stars.
Saint, “This place looks to hold a lot of secrets and knowledge, maybe we could study a bit, learn while we are here?”
Joshua walking slightly in front of him, “Only Certain People can go in the rooms, Your kind isn’t one of them.”
Saint, “well it’s all the same, we are in a rush any way.
They are walking through this huge hall with many halls branching off from it.
Saint, “this place is magnificent. I wonder how they discovered it’s where bouts?”
Joshua, “While your people were trying to conquer the world and slaughter the humans, Some came together to create a new army, an army armed with true power as well as military muscle.”
Saint ,“I see, the Brothers of the Savior‘s, just beginnings huh?”
Joshua looking around as he is walking, moving cobwebs so big they stretch from wall to wall of the cathedral.
Joshua, “They needed knowledge of their enemy, Only two sources for that kind of info, Angels and Warlocks. The Angels were too busy getting their asses handed to them. So Warlocks stepped up and shared knowledge.”
Saint, “Okay and through that they found out about this.”
They come to a big open space that looks the size of a grand stadium.
Joshua stops, ”Wait.”
They look at each other. At the same time they say, “We’re not alone.”
Suddenly a huge rumble and quake shakes the room.
A loud roar comes form all around due to the size of the room it echoes. “
Saint, “Well maybe it’s bark is bigger..”
He is interrupted by a giant beast jumping down in front of them.
The creature is on it’s hind legs he resembles a dragon but is head is a giant skull that resembles a demon. His horns extend outward then curve backwards towards his spine. His tail has two points at the tip. He is roaring and swinging his tail around.
Joshua, “You were saying?”