Avalon stops the blade right before it gets too close to his brother's head that's laying on the right side of his shoulder. He continues to hold the sword in his left hand as his arm is crossed over to the right side of his face with his head slightly tilting away from the blade to the left. His eyes still remained shut. Force began to take a physical form as it rise in a dark purple-ish tint from under his armor from his left arm.
Avalon: “I thought I told you to remove yourselves from our path.”
Drunkard 1: “Fu** you, you cocky little punk!
CRACK!!!
Avalon clinches the blade in his hand as if it were nothing, causing it to crack straight up the middle from the tip to hilt. He opens his eyes… the time feels as if it had drastically slowed down… CRASH!. . . the claymore shatters… thump thump… thump thump.... heart beating....The drunken swordsman catches a glimpse of Avalon’s pale white eyes and becomes petrified with terror. SWISSSHH… Avalon vanishes. Still frozen stiff, the drunken now sword less man, struggles to barely turn his head. Through the corner of his eyes, he sees Avalon walking away from him with his back turned and little brother who is still unconscious on his back. Suddenly, his vision of Avalon begins to get blurred… thump. . .thump. . . thump. . . thump. . . his vision begins to become narrow… thump. . . thump. . . Everything turns black… thump. . . Time speeds up to normal… THUD! The over towering drunkard crashes face first into the ground. Avalon’s pale white eyes fades back to normal as he continues to walk down his path. The dark colored force dies off.
Drunkard 2:( in fear of his own life and what he had just witnessed, he pulls out his pistol and begins to let of shots at Avalon.) “Aaaaahhhh!!
The shots just wiz past Avalon as he sways from side to side dodging the bullets. CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!... not realizing he’s out of bullets, he continually squeezes the trigger. Beads of sweat begin to form and pour down his face as Avalon slow gets closer... and closer. . . and closer… until he stops and stands right beside the gun raving drunkard, facing the opposite direction . The drunkard seems to be unaware that Avalon is standing right beside him for he continues to frantically squeeze the trigger. Avalon’s eyes flicker from pale white and back to his original color. Suddenly, the drunken man just passes out cold. Avalon continues his way home.
Scene: Avalon with his unconscious brother arrives at the city gates just before the town. There are a couple of guards who are lightly dressed in armor and are equipped with a hand gun, a two handed sword on their backs, and two pair of hand cuffs. They stop him.
Guard 1 :( holds his hands out signaling him to stop.) “Excuse me sir, is everything all right? I just heard gunshots and dispatched a search team to find out what’s going on.
Avalon :( nods his head…) “For me and my little brother, yes. But as for the two drunken muggers, not so well…”
He then tells the guards where they could find the muggers. They then run off to the guard shack, and radio in the information they had just received. Kai begins to wake up. The gates to the city begin to open as one of the guards signal to him that he can go through. He walks through the gates, back into the city. When he felt the coast was clear, Kai questions Avalon.
Kai: “Hey Ava, what was all that yelling that I heard just awhile ago? And did I hear gunshots?”
Avalon: "That yelling you heard was the sound of a scared drunk man who thought he was tough. And yes, that was the sound of gunshots that you heard. Two men tried to mug us.”
Kai :( hoops up excitingly, and yanks back on Avalon’s hair)” Dammit Ava! Why didn’t you wake me?!
Avalon: “HEY!! Settle down and stop pulling on my hair! And if I hear you swear just one more time, I promise I will break you in two!”
Kai: “Geeezz…. Soorryy…” (He mumbles under his breath…) “Why you so damn violent…”
Avalon: “WHAT WAS THAT?! DIDN’T QUITE GET THAT!”
Kai: “Huh? What are you talking about? I didn’t say a word. I think you’re just hearing things.”
Avalon: “Umm hmm…”
There is a short moment of silence between the two.
Avalon :( he begins to smile…) “You know, back in the day, you use to be a lot lighter and smaller to where I was able to carry you around on my shoulders. And not to mention, but, a lot less noisy and annoying too!”(Avalon gives him a small nudge to the mid section as he continues to carry him on his back.)
Kai :( coughing a bit from the blow) “HEY!”
Avalon: “I kinda miss those days. How you used to follow me around as if I had a second shadow.”(He chuckles a bit as he reminisce.) “You used to imitate my every move or should I say try to imitate my every move.” (He then tries to deliver another shot to the midsection. This time, Kai quickly drops his arm a bit to block it and counters by pulling back on Avalon’s hair.) “AHHH... nice grass hopper, you’ve learned well! (He says in a Japanese accent.)
They both laugh… Avalon continues...” You used to beg me all the time to teach you every technique that I knew! Especially my Zero Step. (Suddenly, a red glowing glyphic panel appears below Avalon’s feet as he continues to walk. Kai’s eyes began to widen and fill with excitement and anticipation as he quietly and patiently wait to see his big brother pull of his most favorite move of all…) “Just like now… Those eyes, the color of the Alaskan skies in the winter time at night during and aurora effect, would light up and begin to change colors. So full of excitement… innocents… so young you were. And now you’ve grown up so much!” (Then in a cocky manner, Avalon hangs his head high and rubs the bottom of his nose and begins to smirk.) “I know one thing that hasn’t changed… YOU’RE STILL WEAK AS EVER! HAHHAAHAHA….”
Kai:”WHATEVER!!!” (He then, puts Avalon in a playful choke hold as he continues to ride his big brothers back.) “I could beat you if I wanted to! If I hadn’t of held back, I would’ve killed you!”
Avalon :( bursts out laughing uncontrollably…) “Hahahah…WHATEVER! Not even in your wildest dreams and my worst nightmares would that EVER happen.” (The both laugh together as they continue their way home.)
Scene: Back in the woods where Avalon and his brother had just left, the guards come across the after math that Avalon and Kai left behind in their brotherly sparring. Trees are knocked over, shrubs are singed, and there is debris and small craters everywhere. Not far from the battle area, lie the two unconscious drunkards. A team of three guard centuries fully equipped with their armor and weapons survey the area.
Century guard 1: “Over here! I think I found them!” (the other two quickly join their fellow partner. They begin to walk closer, on guard and on full alert, to the two bodies that lay incapacitated on the ground. They glance around first to make sure the area is secure. Then one of them checks the pulse on one of the bodies as one of the other guards leaves the other two to check on the other man who lays unconscious on the ground with his face in the dirty.)
Guard 1 :( speaking to the captain right beside him…) “EEWW… he reeks of cheap booze and cigar smoke… he’s still breathing…” (The drunkard then opens is eyes and just lays there.) “DAMN!” (Surprised, both guards jump back grabbing the hand of there swords.) “This one just opened his eyes but looks as if he’s just seen a ghost.” (Relaxing from being on gaurd, they both knell back down and lean in.)
Century guard 2:( yelling over to the others...) “This one’s alright, how about the one over there?” (He checks his pulse.)
Century guard 2: “His pulse is a bit faint, but he’s still alive.” (He catches something glistening in the corners of his eyes from the light of the moons on the ground beside the captain’s foot.) “Captain, there seems to be shards of what seems to be. . . a broken claymore.”
Captain :”We’ll worry about that later, let’s just get these two and leave.”
Century guard 2 and 1:”Yes sir!” (Guards 1 and two sedate their captive.Guard 1 cuffs his and takes him over the shoulder ready to leave and walks over to where the guard 2 is as guard 2 rolls over the other captive.)
Century guard 2: “Captain! I think you might want to see this…” (the captain quickly joins the his two subordinates, who are kneeling over the body.)
Captain: “WHAT THE HELL?! I’ve never seen anything like this in my life!”
Friday, May 22, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
contiuation... part 1
He lets out another squeal when he smacks the earth. Clouds of dust begin to rise as more debris rained down on him. In the midst of the dust cloud, his opponent appears. You see the silhouette of the two figures; the little boy, who is lying with his back in the ruble, with his opponent who has the tip of his blade at the little boy’s throat as he stand before him.
The dust settles. Finally you get a full glimpse of the once cloaked figure. The little boy, still laying back in the ruble looks up at him from his position starting from is feet, slowly moving up. His opponent wears unfamiliar sandals. Two white, shell-like straps cross over his feet, one skinny strap across before his toes and another fatter strap across from where he middle of his foot to just slightly below his ankle. A leather strap leads from that shell and raps around above his ankle. His shins are wrapped in a deep crimson red garment that leads from the leather strap to his the bottom of his knee. His pants are of a cool gray which are baggy and are pulled up to stop at his knees. His chest is bare. On his right forearm, he wears the same dark crimson red garment that stops at his elbows. On his left arm, he wears again, a white-shell like armor that covers part of his chest and leads all the way down to the back of his hand. He also wears half of a tassel around the left side of his waist that is of the same white shell like material. His face is very young. He wears a short trimmed beard and long side burns. His eyes are of the color of the sky just before the sunset. Around his head, he wears a sky blue bandanna that waves in the wind, along with is long wool like white hair.
He looks down at his opponent with a cold stare.
?:
"Do you have any last words?"
Little boy: (pause….) OUCH!
?: (with a confused look on his face..) OUCH?
The mysterious warrior’s attention is quickly diverted away as he notices a bunch of little red glowing dots began to scatter from out behind the little boy. In that same moment the little boy notices a lot of red glowing dots moving around in his opponent’s hair. The little boy breaks the silence….
Little boy: “Hey Ava, your hair is sprinkled with glowing red dots.”
Avalon:” Well…. Uhh… Kai… there are a bunch of glowing red dots that are scattering from beneath your ass.”
There is a short pause….dead silence… the wind blows. Leaves blow past the both of their faces… They stare at each other…. then themselves… each other again. . Then… Themselves…then. . Each... Other . . . they jump up into each other’s face….
Kai: “AHHH…. FIRE ANTS!!!”
Avalon: “AHHH…. FIRE ANTS!!!”
Then they both take off running in all kind of directions like chickens with their heads cut off… on fire!
SMACK! The run head on into each other face first. Then hit the ground.
Avalon :( yelling at Kai angrily) Kai! You idiot! You should’ve watched where you were falling you dumb @$$!”
Kai :( quickly springing to his feet, yells back...) “You knocked “ME” into the mound! SOOO… THAT MAKES “YOU” THE DUMB @$$,YOU IDIOT! YOU HAVE NO SENCE OF DIRECTION OR KNOWLEDGE OF YOUR SURROUNDINGS! OH... and not to mention, and STILL DOESN’T KNOW THE MEANING OF REsTRAINT!!! YOU COULD’VE KILLED ME OUT THERE!”
Avalon :( quickly springing to his feet and knocks Kai over the top of his head, causing a large lump to swell up) “Aye… WATCH YOUR MOUTH!”
Kai :( tears from the pain of the swelling form in his eyes…) “FINE, SORRRRYYYY!!” (He rubs the top of his head…) “Just tell me how to get these darn things off!”
Avalon :( he pauses with his arms folded as he rubs his beard…then scratches the top of his head…) “hmm…umm…
Kai :( cuts off Avalon…) “HMM!! UMM!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN HMM!!! UMM!?? You’ve been away for what, hmm… just only a couple of years; oh and not to mention, but in the MILLITARY!!! WHAT D’HELL HAVE THEY BEEN TRAINING YOU TO DO AND LEARN!?
Avalon :( hits him once more over the head…) “I said watch your DAMN MOUTH!”
Kai :( now a bit pissed off from Avalon hitting him…) “FINE!!! JUST GET THEM OFF!”
Avalon :( standing in deep thought, concentrating) “. . . .I think I forgot…”
Kai :( standing there in complete shock and disbelief, he feels let down and shakes his head with his head hanging low, thinking to himself… “Do I REALLY look up to him?! This guy is still forever hopeless”)
Avalon (exited…) “I got it! I remember NOW! Drop your force level as low as you can. But before you do that, touch that tree over there and transfuse some of your force a bit higher than that of your own level. These ants are attracted to high levels of concentrated force and leach off of its host until it sucks it bone dry. And hurry, over a short time, they put you in a state of paralysis.”
Kai then does exactly what his older brother tells him to do. Avalon then walks over to another tree across from where Kai is and does the very same thing.
Avalon: (turning around…) “Alright little brother, time to g. . .”
In the distance, he sees Kai passed out cold on the ground, peacefully resting. Avalon begins to smile proudly as he slowly walks over to aid his little brother. Avalon then kneels down to his brother to pick him up and put him on his back to carry him.
Avalon: “Looks like he gave it his all to defend against that last attack.”
He takes a few steps forward on his way home then stops dead in his tracks.
Drunkard 1 :( smiling with evil intent) “Hehehe… Whe… Hiccup…. Where do the two of you think you’re going?”
Drunkard 2: “Yeah! Where d’hell you think ya’ll going? Huh?”
The two drunkards stumble upon the path that Avalon and his little brother, Kia, where traveling. One leans on the other for support. The drunkard with the hick ups reveals the hilt and handle of his two handed claymore sword, assuming that his sword along with his towering height would intimidate Avalon. His slightly shorter drunk partner lifts up his old bummy jacket to reveal his old and out dated well polished chrome revolver. Their posture that was once captivated by the effects of the strong booze that they timelessly indulged in, shifted into a strong and stable fighting stance. Avalon looks into their now sober faces only to find a devilish, sinister grin. Their eyes… their eyes are low and filled with the evil intent to kill. Avalon closes his eyes and inhales deeply. Then exhales and opens his eyes…
Avalon :( in a calm and firm voice…) “Please remove yourselves from our path.”
He then continues to walk down his path in the direction that the two drunkards are in. Angered by Avalon and his confidence in his voice and by what he said, the drunkard with the huge two handed claymore sword dashes wildly at Avalon and Kai.
Drunkard 1 :( yelling…) “You cocky little BASTARD!! I’ll end this quickly and torture your little brother right in front of as you lay helplessly and almost lifeless on the ground!
The drunkard then leaps into the air and draws his sword from behind his back as his beat up old trench coat flaps in the wind. His comes down with increasing speed with a downward slash with enough force to cleave a boulder in half. Surprised by the speed and technique of the drunken swordsman, Avalon just barely manages to dodges his attack by sidestepping to the left. BOOOM! The sword slams straight into the ground; crumbling the gravel and leaving a small miniature crater the size of the blades length. The ground shakes a bit from the force and energy that was put into the attack causing Avalon to become a bit off balance…
Drunkard 1 :( smirks at Avalon as if he meant to miss) “Gotcha!”
With out leaving time for Avalon to regain his balance and dodge again, the drunken swordsman unleashes and even fiercer horizontal slash trying to take off Avalon and Kai’s heads. Avalon closes his eyes as the blade draws closer and closer … SLISSSH..CLINK!...the sound of metal meeting flesh echos through out the darkness of the night...
The dust settles. Finally you get a full glimpse of the once cloaked figure. The little boy, still laying back in the ruble looks up at him from his position starting from is feet, slowly moving up. His opponent wears unfamiliar sandals. Two white, shell-like straps cross over his feet, one skinny strap across before his toes and another fatter strap across from where he middle of his foot to just slightly below his ankle. A leather strap leads from that shell and raps around above his ankle. His shins are wrapped in a deep crimson red garment that leads from the leather strap to his the bottom of his knee. His pants are of a cool gray which are baggy and are pulled up to stop at his knees. His chest is bare. On his right forearm, he wears the same dark crimson red garment that stops at his elbows. On his left arm, he wears again, a white-shell like armor that covers part of his chest and leads all the way down to the back of his hand. He also wears half of a tassel around the left side of his waist that is of the same white shell like material. His face is very young. He wears a short trimmed beard and long side burns. His eyes are of the color of the sky just before the sunset. Around his head, he wears a sky blue bandanna that waves in the wind, along with is long wool like white hair.
He looks down at his opponent with a cold stare.
?:
"Do you have any last words?"
Little boy: (pause….) OUCH!
?: (with a confused look on his face..) OUCH?
The mysterious warrior’s attention is quickly diverted away as he notices a bunch of little red glowing dots began to scatter from out behind the little boy. In that same moment the little boy notices a lot of red glowing dots moving around in his opponent’s hair. The little boy breaks the silence….
Little boy: “Hey Ava, your hair is sprinkled with glowing red dots.”
Avalon:” Well…. Uhh… Kai… there are a bunch of glowing red dots that are scattering from beneath your ass.”
There is a short pause….dead silence… the wind blows. Leaves blow past the both of their faces… They stare at each other…. then themselves… each other again. . Then… Themselves…then. . Each... Other . . . they jump up into each other’s face….
Kai: “AHHH…. FIRE ANTS!!!”
Avalon: “AHHH…. FIRE ANTS!!!”
Then they both take off running in all kind of directions like chickens with their heads cut off… on fire!
SMACK! The run head on into each other face first. Then hit the ground.
Avalon :( yelling at Kai angrily) Kai! You idiot! You should’ve watched where you were falling you dumb @$$!”
Kai :( quickly springing to his feet, yells back...) “You knocked “ME” into the mound! SOOO… THAT MAKES “YOU” THE DUMB @$$,YOU IDIOT! YOU HAVE NO SENCE OF DIRECTION OR KNOWLEDGE OF YOUR SURROUNDINGS! OH... and not to mention, and STILL DOESN’T KNOW THE MEANING OF REsTRAINT!!! YOU COULD’VE KILLED ME OUT THERE!”
Avalon :( quickly springing to his feet and knocks Kai over the top of his head, causing a large lump to swell up) “Aye… WATCH YOUR MOUTH!”
Kai :( tears from the pain of the swelling form in his eyes…) “FINE, SORRRRYYYY!!” (He rubs the top of his head…) “Just tell me how to get these darn things off!”
Avalon :( he pauses with his arms folded as he rubs his beard…then scratches the top of his head…) “hmm…umm…
Kai :( cuts off Avalon…) “HMM!! UMM!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN HMM!!! UMM!?? You’ve been away for what, hmm… just only a couple of years; oh and not to mention, but in the MILLITARY!!! WHAT D’HELL HAVE THEY BEEN TRAINING YOU TO DO AND LEARN!?
Avalon :( hits him once more over the head…) “I said watch your DAMN MOUTH!”
Kai :( now a bit pissed off from Avalon hitting him…) “FINE!!! JUST GET THEM OFF!”
Avalon :( standing in deep thought, concentrating) “. . . .I think I forgot…”
Kai :( standing there in complete shock and disbelief, he feels let down and shakes his head with his head hanging low, thinking to himself… “Do I REALLY look up to him?! This guy is still forever hopeless”)
Avalon (exited…) “I got it! I remember NOW! Drop your force level as low as you can. But before you do that, touch that tree over there and transfuse some of your force a bit higher than that of your own level. These ants are attracted to high levels of concentrated force and leach off of its host until it sucks it bone dry. And hurry, over a short time, they put you in a state of paralysis.”
Kai then does exactly what his older brother tells him to do. Avalon then walks over to another tree across from where Kai is and does the very same thing.
Avalon: (turning around…) “Alright little brother, time to g. . .”
In the distance, he sees Kai passed out cold on the ground, peacefully resting. Avalon begins to smile proudly as he slowly walks over to aid his little brother. Avalon then kneels down to his brother to pick him up and put him on his back to carry him.
Avalon: “Looks like he gave it his all to defend against that last attack.”
He takes a few steps forward on his way home then stops dead in his tracks.
Drunkard 1 :( smiling with evil intent) “Hehehe… Whe… Hiccup…. Where do the two of you think you’re going?”
Drunkard 2: “Yeah! Where d’hell you think ya’ll going? Huh?”
The two drunkards stumble upon the path that Avalon and his little brother, Kia, where traveling. One leans on the other for support. The drunkard with the hick ups reveals the hilt and handle of his two handed claymore sword, assuming that his sword along with his towering height would intimidate Avalon. His slightly shorter drunk partner lifts up his old bummy jacket to reveal his old and out dated well polished chrome revolver. Their posture that was once captivated by the effects of the strong booze that they timelessly indulged in, shifted into a strong and stable fighting stance. Avalon looks into their now sober faces only to find a devilish, sinister grin. Their eyes… their eyes are low and filled with the evil intent to kill. Avalon closes his eyes and inhales deeply. Then exhales and opens his eyes…
Avalon :( in a calm and firm voice…) “Please remove yourselves from our path.”
He then continues to walk down his path in the direction that the two drunkards are in. Angered by Avalon and his confidence in his voice and by what he said, the drunkard with the huge two handed claymore sword dashes wildly at Avalon and Kai.
Drunkard 1 :( yelling…) “You cocky little BASTARD!! I’ll end this quickly and torture your little brother right in front of as you lay helplessly and almost lifeless on the ground!
The drunkard then leaps into the air and draws his sword from behind his back as his beat up old trench coat flaps in the wind. His comes down with increasing speed with a downward slash with enough force to cleave a boulder in half. Surprised by the speed and technique of the drunken swordsman, Avalon just barely manages to dodges his attack by sidestepping to the left. BOOOM! The sword slams straight into the ground; crumbling the gravel and leaving a small miniature crater the size of the blades length. The ground shakes a bit from the force and energy that was put into the attack causing Avalon to become a bit off balance…
Drunkard 1 :( smirks at Avalon as if he meant to miss) “Gotcha!”
With out leaving time for Avalon to regain his balance and dodge again, the drunken swordsman unleashes and even fiercer horizontal slash trying to take off Avalon and Kai’s heads. Avalon closes his eyes as the blade draws closer and closer … SLISSSH..CLINK!...the sound of metal meeting flesh echos through out the darkness of the night...
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Avalon: The Beginning... Day 5
Day 5
Scene: Fayth’s house. Close to midnight. Partially clouded skies with 3 full moons and stars blanket the milky black skies. Fayth’s house is a moderate size house for the area she lives in. It’s a four bed room house. On the outside, she has her flower beds with a whole array of colorful flower along with a nice size front patio and lawn.
Fayth: “Terrell, where is your baby brother? He should’ve been home by now. It’s getting closed to midnight and past the time of curfew for the city guards to shut down and close the gates. I’m getting worried about him. The streets are filled thugs and drunks and the outskirts of the city are just littered with all sorts of dangerous creatures.”
She begins to pace back and forth about the living area frantically, trying not to envision the worst that could have possibly happened to her baby. Feeling very agitated now and having totally lost every ounce of patience she could’ve possibly held, she makes her way to the front door ready to just storm through the city like a typhoon and lay down any and everything that stands in her way of her finding her dearest baby. Restless at the sight of his mother’s staccotic movement, Terrell quickly walks up to her and places his hand on her shoulders and says…
“Your dearest baby is alright, he is probably at Ava’s old resting spot.”
Calmed by her eldest son’s positive response, she calmly walks over to the window and peeks through the curtains holding a long and worried expression on her face, just hoping to find her son just coming over the hill and says to herself…. “I hope your right Terrell….”
Scene: Out in the east district, one of the toughest parts of the city, sit two drunken men in a very dimly lit narrow alley way that reeks of old wet garbage and must with the hint of sweet liquor and cigar smoke lingering in the air. They sit in an alley that sits just before the city outskirts conversing among themselves.
Drunkard 1: “Hick up... Hick up… what the… hick up! The hell is going on out there?”
He takes another swig of his liquor just before he passes the brown paper bag to his other fellow drunkard. He snatches the brown bag from out of his hands while taking a puff from his cigar. He then par takes his share of the liquor and replies…
Drunkard 2: “Seems like some unfortunate soul is engaged in a fierce struggle for his life.”
He steals his partner’s share of the liquor and takes a few more gulps but stops halfway. His tightly squinted eyes widens as he watches his partner loading bullets into his pistol. Then he looks is partner dead in the eye. They sit there staring at each other as if they were reading each other’s mind until a merciless smirk formed on both of their faces as they seem to silently plot an evil plan.
“Hahahahaha….” They let out a sinister laugh that pierces the darkness and echoes throughout the silence of the night.
Scene: Cling….clink…clank…CLING! Heavy breathing…you can hear the clashing of metals echoing throughout the humid vast woods. Dash…. Step….step…. thud…. The sound of footsteps sliding on the ground and things hitting the ground compliment the sound of the metals clashing. The sparks that fly from the collision of the metals help illuminate the night along with the light that shuns down from the three moons and the stars. There aren’t many guards out tonight along the gates that form around the city outskirts to protect the city from outside attacks.
Amongst the light given from the darkness of the sky, you can see through the branches from the trees and through the thickets and shrubs, a couple of figure dancing in between the sparks that fly from their swords. One figure is evidently seen clearly, defending himself and taking slight cuts from his unseen foe who looks more like a blur because it masks its identity and attacks with its speed and agility, with the help of the darkness of the night and natural surroundings. He just sits there helplessly and barely defending himself as he watches a white blur that seems to be wool or hair, attack by jumping out from shadows and from behind trees and rocks. Judging by the size of the blur, it’s seems significantly bigger in size.
Alone in the darkness, the smaller figure, which is a little boy in his early teens, just stands there, barely holding his sword. His face is covered in many surgical cuts and scrapes as well as the rest of his body. His sleeveless multi colored shirt and brown shorts are tattered and covered with dirt and drenched with sweat and blood. His bright colored sneakers are covered in dirt as well as his snow white hair.
He continues to stand there with his eyes half open on full alert but barely holding on to consciousness, trying to muster up the strength to defend himself from the next on coming attack and retaliate. He thinks to himself…
Little boy: (“Damn… just… to strong…”)
He takes in a deep breath… then slowly exhales…
Little boy: “But I got a trick up my sleeve…”
From the shadows and surroundings, the other figure yells out...
“Now is not the time for you to be catching upon your sleep! Hahahah…”
Little boy: “I’m just getting started!
?:”Hahahah… Yeah right! You’re almost done!”
Little boy: I can feel your energy dropping just as well as mine!”
The little boy, on guard, turns in different directions as he follows the voice of his fierce opponent.
?: “Yeah, that may be true, but unlike me, you’re almost on empty. You should’ve never stayed out so late this night alone in the mid of the night! Especially being as significantly weak as you are! You’re just a helpless prey in an open field with nowhere to run or hide and no one around to protect you from indefinite death by the claws of a ruthless blood thirsty predator such as myself who lurks low in the tall grass just waiting for the right opportunity to come and snuff away your life! Hahahahaha…”
Little boy :( yells out…) “SHUT UP!”
Just as he yells, a wave of red force clusters shoot out from the shadows behind him. He sees the attack from the corners of his eye just in the nick of time. He dodges them by leaping into the air and turning with his back to the sky to face where the attack came from. BOOOM! The clusters explode at direct contact has the smash into a huge boulder causing dust to rise and debris to fall everywhere. The little boy sees something from where the blast came from. He then charges his energy in his right hand…
Little boy: THERE! I SEE YO….
Suddenly, through the corners of his eyes, he sees something dart out from where the blast hit. To the right of his back side, in mid air, just slightly above him, appeared his opponent in the light of the moon. Still floating upward in the air with his back to the sky, the little boy, as if time had slowed down, starts to turn his body around. First his head, then the rest of his body. Slowly, his eyes roll around to meet with his opponent’s eyes. His eyes widens as he takes what may seem to be his last gasp of air. In his last moments, he thinks to himself…
Little boy :( Check...)
And as if his opponent could read his mind, finishes his thought for him in a calm voice, with a wide and confident smirk on his face…
? : MATE!
Suddenly as if time had caught up, his opponent, holding his sword in his right to his side, grabs the handle of the blade with his left hand. He unsheathes his blade, directly leading into his attack. BOOOM!!! There is a flash of a blinding white light with a red haze that lit up all around the background of the woods. The lone and weary warrior lets out a loud and quick agonizing squeal as he is hit by the attack and is sent flying down into a huge mound of ruble.
Little boy: “ehhaaaahhh…”
Scene: Fayth’s house. Close to midnight. Partially clouded skies with 3 full moons and stars blanket the milky black skies. Fayth’s house is a moderate size house for the area she lives in. It’s a four bed room house. On the outside, she has her flower beds with a whole array of colorful flower along with a nice size front patio and lawn.
Fayth: “Terrell, where is your baby brother? He should’ve been home by now. It’s getting closed to midnight and past the time of curfew for the city guards to shut down and close the gates. I’m getting worried about him. The streets are filled thugs and drunks and the outskirts of the city are just littered with all sorts of dangerous creatures.”
She begins to pace back and forth about the living area frantically, trying not to envision the worst that could have possibly happened to her baby. Feeling very agitated now and having totally lost every ounce of patience she could’ve possibly held, she makes her way to the front door ready to just storm through the city like a typhoon and lay down any and everything that stands in her way of her finding her dearest baby. Restless at the sight of his mother’s staccotic movement, Terrell quickly walks up to her and places his hand on her shoulders and says…
“Your dearest baby is alright, he is probably at Ava’s old resting spot.”
Calmed by her eldest son’s positive response, she calmly walks over to the window and peeks through the curtains holding a long and worried expression on her face, just hoping to find her son just coming over the hill and says to herself…. “I hope your right Terrell….”
Scene: Out in the east district, one of the toughest parts of the city, sit two drunken men in a very dimly lit narrow alley way that reeks of old wet garbage and must with the hint of sweet liquor and cigar smoke lingering in the air. They sit in an alley that sits just before the city outskirts conversing among themselves.
Drunkard 1: “Hick up... Hick up… what the… hick up! The hell is going on out there?”
He takes another swig of his liquor just before he passes the brown paper bag to his other fellow drunkard. He snatches the brown bag from out of his hands while taking a puff from his cigar. He then par takes his share of the liquor and replies…
Drunkard 2: “Seems like some unfortunate soul is engaged in a fierce struggle for his life.”
He steals his partner’s share of the liquor and takes a few more gulps but stops halfway. His tightly squinted eyes widens as he watches his partner loading bullets into his pistol. Then he looks is partner dead in the eye. They sit there staring at each other as if they were reading each other’s mind until a merciless smirk formed on both of their faces as they seem to silently plot an evil plan.
“Hahahahaha….” They let out a sinister laugh that pierces the darkness and echoes throughout the silence of the night.
Scene: Cling….clink…clank…CLING! Heavy breathing…you can hear the clashing of metals echoing throughout the humid vast woods. Dash…. Step….step…. thud…. The sound of footsteps sliding on the ground and things hitting the ground compliment the sound of the metals clashing. The sparks that fly from the collision of the metals help illuminate the night along with the light that shuns down from the three moons and the stars. There aren’t many guards out tonight along the gates that form around the city outskirts to protect the city from outside attacks.
Amongst the light given from the darkness of the sky, you can see through the branches from the trees and through the thickets and shrubs, a couple of figure dancing in between the sparks that fly from their swords. One figure is evidently seen clearly, defending himself and taking slight cuts from his unseen foe who looks more like a blur because it masks its identity and attacks with its speed and agility, with the help of the darkness of the night and natural surroundings. He just sits there helplessly and barely defending himself as he watches a white blur that seems to be wool or hair, attack by jumping out from shadows and from behind trees and rocks. Judging by the size of the blur, it’s seems significantly bigger in size.
Alone in the darkness, the smaller figure, which is a little boy in his early teens, just stands there, barely holding his sword. His face is covered in many surgical cuts and scrapes as well as the rest of his body. His sleeveless multi colored shirt and brown shorts are tattered and covered with dirt and drenched with sweat and blood. His bright colored sneakers are covered in dirt as well as his snow white hair.
He continues to stand there with his eyes half open on full alert but barely holding on to consciousness, trying to muster up the strength to defend himself from the next on coming attack and retaliate. He thinks to himself…
Little boy: (“Damn… just… to strong…”)
He takes in a deep breath… then slowly exhales…
Little boy: “But I got a trick up my sleeve…”
From the shadows and surroundings, the other figure yells out...
“Now is not the time for you to be catching upon your sleep! Hahahah…”
Little boy: “I’m just getting started!
?:”Hahahah… Yeah right! You’re almost done!”
Little boy: I can feel your energy dropping just as well as mine!”
The little boy, on guard, turns in different directions as he follows the voice of his fierce opponent.
?: “Yeah, that may be true, but unlike me, you’re almost on empty. You should’ve never stayed out so late this night alone in the mid of the night! Especially being as significantly weak as you are! You’re just a helpless prey in an open field with nowhere to run or hide and no one around to protect you from indefinite death by the claws of a ruthless blood thirsty predator such as myself who lurks low in the tall grass just waiting for the right opportunity to come and snuff away your life! Hahahahaha…”
Little boy :( yells out…) “SHUT UP!”
Just as he yells, a wave of red force clusters shoot out from the shadows behind him. He sees the attack from the corners of his eye just in the nick of time. He dodges them by leaping into the air and turning with his back to the sky to face where the attack came from. BOOOM! The clusters explode at direct contact has the smash into a huge boulder causing dust to rise and debris to fall everywhere. The little boy sees something from where the blast came from. He then charges his energy in his right hand…
Little boy: THERE! I SEE YO….
Suddenly, through the corners of his eyes, he sees something dart out from where the blast hit. To the right of his back side, in mid air, just slightly above him, appeared his opponent in the light of the moon. Still floating upward in the air with his back to the sky, the little boy, as if time had slowed down, starts to turn his body around. First his head, then the rest of his body. Slowly, his eyes roll around to meet with his opponent’s eyes. His eyes widens as he takes what may seem to be his last gasp of air. In his last moments, he thinks to himself…
Little boy :( Check...)
And as if his opponent could read his mind, finishes his thought for him in a calm voice, with a wide and confident smirk on his face…
? : MATE!
Suddenly as if time had caught up, his opponent, holding his sword in his right to his side, grabs the handle of the blade with his left hand. He unsheathes his blade, directly leading into his attack. BOOOM!!! There is a flash of a blinding white light with a red haze that lit up all around the background of the woods. The lone and weary warrior lets out a loud and quick agonizing squeal as he is hit by the attack and is sent flying down into a huge mound of ruble.
Little boy: “ehhaaaahhh…”
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Avalon: The Beginning
Ch.1: Day 1267
Scene: A damp prison cell dimly lit with stones that illuminate faintly called mineral bulbs. It’s a fairly large cell holding but a bit over crowded. There are babies crying and people moaning in pain, some resting on the ground while other sit on benches or where ever they can find an open spot to rest. The air is very a bit humid and is tainted the smell of decay mixed with must. Every now and then, you can catch a draft of fresh air as the guards bring in new prisoners.
The last remnants of the Matchethew resistance have been captured and imprisoned. And at last, the leader of the band and the only one remaining, Kai, has just been capture and thrown in. His clothes are tattered and are stained with blood and dirt. He looks as if he had taken a brutal beating and somehow managed to survive it. His body has been afflicted with deep gash and bullet wounds. He has cuts, bruises, and lacerations all over his body.
Proud like the warrior he is, he tries to stand upon his feet to show his strength and pride, but fails in his attempt to regain his dignity from those guards who had just thrown him in, loses consciousness and falls flat on his face. BOOM! His subordinates gasps at this sight and crowd around; some in total aw and disbelief at his strength and courageous will, with others in complete disregard and ashamed that they were foolish enough to oppose the law and follow some young kid. They just look down at his lifeless frayed body. Suddenly, you hear footsteps scampering in the background from the back of the cell swimming through the hoard of prisoners to the front. People’s heads began to turn towards a young looking woman with silky long white hair as they step back to make room for her to come through. When she finally makes her way through, she kneels down and rolls the young lad on his back and props him up a bit, laying his head in her lap. She signals for someone to bring her a bucket of water, a bottle of water, a towel, and the first aid.
Drip… drip… The young warrior tries to open his eyes a little bit to see what it was that is dripping on his face. His vision is a bit blur. As his eyes began try and focus, another drop lands right above his eye, causing him to squint. Mustering up what strength he had left, in a low tone, he mutters…
Kai: “Mother… Mother, is that you?”
Another drop hits him in the face.
Kai: “Mother… don’t cry… it’s gonna be alright… all I hav….”
Mother: “shhh….. Save your energy my baby, you don’t have to fight anymore.”
Not able to hold back any of her emotions anymore, a stream of tears begin to rush down her face as she yells out.
“What’s taking so long?! Get me that water and first aid now!”
As she looks down at her youngest and only child she has left, his face reminds her of her second child whom she lost a few years back. A brief image of his face flashes in her mind. Joyful memories begin to fill her soul as she briefly reminisces to herself as she sits in her present and painful reality. She mumbles to herself under her breath.
“Please God… not again…” she continues to cry.
Aviara makes her way through and presents herself before Fayth, Kai mother, and Kai with the bucket of water, bottle of water, towel and first aid. She immediately drops everything in hand upon her first sight of Kai lying in his mother’s lap. She becomes petrified, unable to move, and zones out from reality. She looks as if she’s seen a ghost. Rhaena comes from behind Aviara and tries to snap her back into reality. As she continues to stare down at Kai in his mother’s lap, the last moments with her dear and beloved friend Avalon quickly flashes in her mind. Tear also began to fill up in her eyes as she watches Kai reach up to his mother’s left side of her face just as Avalon did when he lay in her own lap in his last moments. He gently strokes his mother’s face to comfort her just as Avalon did and said the very same words as Avalon did. And as Kai said them, Aviara can hear Avalon say those same exact words just before he had died.
Kai: “Don’t worry mother, everything gonna be….”
Avalon: “Don’t worry Aviara, everything gonna be….”
Aviara says the last part along with Kai as she continues to her Avalon’s voice…
Kai: “…Alright”
Avalon: “…Alright”
Aviara: “…Alright”
Time seemed to have frozen as she finished those words. Everyone turns and looked at her only to find her breaking down and crying. Feeling weak, in her legs, she falls out and is caught by Rhaena. Aviara mutters to herself…
“Why?! Why did you have to leave us without direction? Why did you sacrifice yourself and leave us?! Why did you put it all on the line just to save me?! And now this…!”
She wipes her eyes and regains her composure and began to help Fayth and Rhaena tend to Kai’s wounds.
While tending to Kai’s wounds, he asks
“Where is my older brother Terrell?”
The three of them, Fayth, Aviara, and Rhaena, all paused and looked at each other with a dreadful expression on their faces, neither one of them were willing to tell Kai the truth of what just happened to his eldest brother. Fayth, with her head now lowered, musters up the strength inside to answer her son’s question. She clears her throat and wipes her eyes again.
“They took him away about 10 minutes ago…. To…. be…” she chokes up a bit. “TO BE EXECUTED!”
Kai’s eyes widen as she speaks her very last word.
Scene: A dark and narrow corridor lit with red mineral bulbs. A team of 5 guards leads Terrell to his final demise.
Clank… thud….clank…thud…. you can hear the sound of the footsteps of the heavily armored guards and Terrell’s bionic leg and real leg and the chains that Terrell bare, echo throughout the corridor. Terrell slows down a bit to delay as much time as he can, his condemned fate. One of the guards that were covering in the back, knocks Terrell in the back of the head with the butt end of his rifle, shoves him to the ground, and kicks him in the side of his ribs. He then yells at him.
“Get your ass up and stay with the pace we set for you and if you do anything else to delay your timely death, I’ll shoot you where you stand!”
He proudly gets to his feet and continues his walk. He begins to think to himself as he smiles.
“Well little brother, looks as if I’d be joining you pretty soon. I’ve missed you a lot!”
Sniff…”Has it really been that long?! What, about 3 and half years since that one fated day when you returned home? My little brother Ava, you had finally made it back home. You surprised us all that night you came home. And as usual, you played another joke on mom. Hahaha… knowing you, I bet you yourself, was even surprised. At that time, we were nearing the end of the ten year struggle to establish our independence. You said that on a certain classified mission, something had happened. Something unexplainable happened. Or rather you where to afraid to explain it…. All I know is that you left us with no hope and no answers! And that you left our baby brother hurt and angry with you. I wish I could go back and change that one day from happening, that one moment that had happened that you felt that you couldn’t explain…. The moment that changed our fate as well as your fate forever….”
Ch.1: Day 1267
Scene: A damp prison cell dimly lit with stones that illuminate faintly called mineral bulbs. It’s a fairly large cell holding but a bit over crowded. There are babies crying and people moaning in pain, some resting on the ground while other sit on benches or where ever they can find an open spot to rest. The air is very a bit humid and is tainted the smell of decay mixed with must. Every now and then, you can catch a draft of fresh air as the guards bring in new prisoners.
The last remnants of the Matchethew resistance have been captured and imprisoned. And at last, the leader of the band and the only one remaining, Kai, has just been capture and thrown in. His clothes are tattered and are stained with blood and dirt. He looks as if he had taken a brutal beating and somehow managed to survive it. His body has been afflicted with deep gash and bullet wounds. He has cuts, bruises, and lacerations all over his body.
Proud like the warrior he is, he tries to stand upon his feet to show his strength and pride, but fails in his attempt to regain his dignity from those guards who had just thrown him in, loses consciousness and falls flat on his face. BOOM! His subordinates gasps at this sight and crowd around; some in total aw and disbelief at his strength and courageous will, with others in complete disregard and ashamed that they were foolish enough to oppose the law and follow some young kid. They just look down at his lifeless frayed body. Suddenly, you hear footsteps scampering in the background from the back of the cell swimming through the hoard of prisoners to the front. People’s heads began to turn towards a young looking woman with silky long white hair as they step back to make room for her to come through. When she finally makes her way through, she kneels down and rolls the young lad on his back and props him up a bit, laying his head in her lap. She signals for someone to bring her a bucket of water, a bottle of water, a towel, and the first aid.
Drip… drip… The young warrior tries to open his eyes a little bit to see what it was that is dripping on his face. His vision is a bit blur. As his eyes began try and focus, another drop lands right above his eye, causing him to squint. Mustering up what strength he had left, in a low tone, he mutters…
Kai: “Mother… Mother, is that you?”
Another drop hits him in the face.
Kai: “Mother… don’t cry… it’s gonna be alright… all I hav….”
Mother: “shhh….. Save your energy my baby, you don’t have to fight anymore.”
Not able to hold back any of her emotions anymore, a stream of tears begin to rush down her face as she yells out.
“What’s taking so long?! Get me that water and first aid now!”
As she looks down at her youngest and only child she has left, his face reminds her of her second child whom she lost a few years back. A brief image of his face flashes in her mind. Joyful memories begin to fill her soul as she briefly reminisces to herself as she sits in her present and painful reality. She mumbles to herself under her breath.
“Please God… not again…” she continues to cry.
Aviara makes her way through and presents herself before Fayth, Kai mother, and Kai with the bucket of water, bottle of water, towel and first aid. She immediately drops everything in hand upon her first sight of Kai lying in his mother’s lap. She becomes petrified, unable to move, and zones out from reality. She looks as if she’s seen a ghost. Rhaena comes from behind Aviara and tries to snap her back into reality. As she continues to stare down at Kai in his mother’s lap, the last moments with her dear and beloved friend Avalon quickly flashes in her mind. Tear also began to fill up in her eyes as she watches Kai reach up to his mother’s left side of her face just as Avalon did when he lay in her own lap in his last moments. He gently strokes his mother’s face to comfort her just as Avalon did and said the very same words as Avalon did. And as Kai said them, Aviara can hear Avalon say those same exact words just before he had died.
Kai: “Don’t worry mother, everything gonna be….”
Avalon: “Don’t worry Aviara, everything gonna be….”
Aviara says the last part along with Kai as she continues to her Avalon’s voice…
Kai: “…Alright”
Avalon: “…Alright”
Aviara: “…Alright”
Time seemed to have frozen as she finished those words. Everyone turns and looked at her only to find her breaking down and crying. Feeling weak, in her legs, she falls out and is caught by Rhaena. Aviara mutters to herself…
“Why?! Why did you have to leave us without direction? Why did you sacrifice yourself and leave us?! Why did you put it all on the line just to save me?! And now this…!”
She wipes her eyes and regains her composure and began to help Fayth and Rhaena tend to Kai’s wounds.
While tending to Kai’s wounds, he asks
“Where is my older brother Terrell?”
The three of them, Fayth, Aviara, and Rhaena, all paused and looked at each other with a dreadful expression on their faces, neither one of them were willing to tell Kai the truth of what just happened to his eldest brother. Fayth, with her head now lowered, musters up the strength inside to answer her son’s question. She clears her throat and wipes her eyes again.
“They took him away about 10 minutes ago…. To…. be…” she chokes up a bit. “TO BE EXECUTED!”
Kai’s eyes widen as she speaks her very last word.
Scene: A dark and narrow corridor lit with red mineral bulbs. A team of 5 guards leads Terrell to his final demise.
Clank… thud….clank…thud…. you can hear the sound of the footsteps of the heavily armored guards and Terrell’s bionic leg and real leg and the chains that Terrell bare, echo throughout the corridor. Terrell slows down a bit to delay as much time as he can, his condemned fate. One of the guards that were covering in the back, knocks Terrell in the back of the head with the butt end of his rifle, shoves him to the ground, and kicks him in the side of his ribs. He then yells at him.
“Get your ass up and stay with the pace we set for you and if you do anything else to delay your timely death, I’ll shoot you where you stand!”
He proudly gets to his feet and continues his walk. He begins to think to himself as he smiles.
“Well little brother, looks as if I’d be joining you pretty soon. I’ve missed you a lot!”
Sniff…”Has it really been that long?! What, about 3 and half years since that one fated day when you returned home? My little brother Ava, you had finally made it back home. You surprised us all that night you came home. And as usual, you played another joke on mom. Hahaha… knowing you, I bet you yourself, was even surprised. At that time, we were nearing the end of the ten year struggle to establish our independence. You said that on a certain classified mission, something had happened. Something unexplainable happened. Or rather you where to afraid to explain it…. All I know is that you left us with no hope and no answers! And that you left our baby brother hurt and angry with you. I wish I could go back and change that one day from happening, that one moment that had happened that you felt that you couldn’t explain…. The moment that changed our fate as well as your fate forever….”
Sunday, May 10, 2009
THE BOOKS OF AVALON
BOOK 1
AVALON: THE BEGINNING
THE PRELUDE
“What is fate? A mere concurrence of chance that man becomes bound to and has no power to change his own fate….his will….his end… Is it predestined or does man have the power to will his own fate? Or must he act out his role destine to him by the cosmos…”
At the age of nine, Avalon’s fate had changed. He was on his death bed with his mother at his side in a deep crying prayer, dying from a rare heart disease that was only treatable with no cure. But the treatments were too expensive for his mother Fayth. In his last moments on his death bed, a miracle happened. Coincidently, by chance, a mortally wounded being from another world just appeared right outside of the house where Fayth and her dying son Avalon are. It was another mother who too had a son who was on his death bed as well. Fayth, filled with a heart of sorrow and empathy, welcome the injured mother and dying son into her house with willingness to help the mother out even though she didn’t not know the whole situation and that she was from another world. So here they are; two mothers desperately trying to save their dear dying sons. Until the injured mother from another world came up with an idea to save the life of Avalon. The mother from the other world explained to her the whole situation leading all the way up to this point. So then they came up with a covenant between each other that in exchange for saving Avalon’s life that she must put something special inside of him and when the time comes, he must protect it. She also explained to her that the procedure that they will undergo is a dark art and is forbidden in her practice. That the success rate is very low and when this is all over, her own son will die but and soon after, she will also die because they cannot exist in that world for long periods of time. So they went through with the procedure. It was a success. When it was all done, a marking appeared on Avalon’s left arm and then vanished into his skin. Then…. The being from another world put Fayth to sleep and then vanished…..
DAYS 1-30
Twelve years later Avalon is in the military. His country has been in a raging war fighting for peace for about 20 years. Avalon has been on and off of the front lines for about 3 years. Till finally, a peace treaty was signed. After that, Avalon was sent on a solo mission to infiltrate one of the cities in the foreign country and to retrieve a missing child who was of great importance to his military; Mission AlphaRROmega. Like the great soldier he is, he accepted the mission, unknowingly that this is to be his very last mission.
Avalon completes the first part of the mission, which is to go and retrieve the missing child. But when he gets her, he feels something deep inside of himself that something was not right with this child, but not only this child, the whole situation. He feels this gut feeling the moment he looks into the child’s emerald light blue eyes. He is then attacked by those who were protecting the child. Instead of directly attacking him, their concentration was on killing the child that they once protected. Avalon protects her. He takes out enough of them so he could safely escape with the child. He hides out for about two days until he is able to leave. He shares his rations with the child. Her favorite is the chocolate sucker that came in the ration. Those short two days, the child becomes attached to Avalon. And on that third day, Avalon is found. He hides away the girl and continues to try to mislead the attackers. He then is overwhelmed with soldiers and tries to take them all on. They were too much for him. Avalon then uses a technique called Zero Step. From afar, a cloaked figure is watching everything. He analyzes Avalon’s technique and sends it to his superior. They find something special about this technique. The order to stop the assault is sent out, but for some reason, it didn’t stop. So the cloaked figure took matters in his own hands and took out all of the soldiers who were on the offense. He then walk over to Avalon, and noticed that his left arm was resonating. He knocks out Avalon, grabs his left arm and stops the resonating glow and knocks him out.
Avalon is left comatose for about 2 weeks with a slight chance of recovery from all of his injuries. When he awakens, he finds some armor, sword, and a bag of stones beside him with a note beside him. He then immediately leaves.
Dr. Reginald reviews Avalon’s last encounter that left him comatose and orders to have Avalon to be arrested and questioned for failure of his mission the moment he finds that Avalon has gone missing.
Avalon has returned home. He visits his family one last time because he must leave and step into his unknown destiny. While at his home town, he, along with his very close friend Aviara are ambushed on the beach at night by four mysterious beings that he knows little of. Aviara gets caught up in the middle of the fight and is cursed. They force Avalon to cooperate with them by forcing him to go and retrieve the 5 stones of Terra in exchanges for the cure for Aviara. Then they flee when there is a sudden explosion back in the heart of town where Avalon’s mother lives. He returns only to find his own platoon and other soldiers were ordered locate and bring him back. He refuses and tries to explain the situation at hand. For not cooperating with them, and now about to go into forbidden temples, which will jeopardize the balance of Terra, they are ordered to stop him at all cost. And they are also order to bring back his body by Dr. Reginald at all cost dead or alive. So they attack him. He escapes with Aviara. Kia, Avalon’s younger brother catches up with them and brings Avalon his equipment and weapons. Avalon, Kia, and Aviara embark on their great adventure to save Aviara. In the middle of the adventure, the cloaked figure runs into Avalon again. He tries to explain what is actually going on and that he must stop what he is doing. Unfortunately, Dr. Reginald interrupts him and engages in a fight with the cloaked figure whose name is Chaos. Chaos forces Avalon to flee. Avalon retrieves 4 of the five stones by defeating four of the five guardians of balance of Terra. He begins what he thinks is his final fight to save Aviara, with the fifth and final guardian not fully understanding what it is he was doing until it’s too late. For one, he defeats the final guarding not knowing who she really was and her knowing who he really was until it was too late. The both were lovers. And for two, that she was the other key in the world of Terra to unlocking the seal to Matchethew, and evil entity that was locked away in another dimension and that he has just broke that seal. She then looks into his eyes and realizes that he holds in him the key from the other world and tells him what he must do and only he holds the key and the power to save the world or cause it’s destruction just before she vanishes away. Avalon then engages in his final bout with the evil entity Matchethew. In the mist of the chaos and distortion of space, the four mysterious beings up hold their end of the bargain and give Avalon the cure for the curse. While treating Aviara, Chaos enraged, appears before Avalon and tells him what is happening and the whole reason why he was to leave this world. That he was to train and to prepare himself to fight against Matchethew and sacrifice his life to uphold the balance. That in this current state that he is no match for Matchethew. Ignoring his warning, and his fate to be sacrificed, he takes the unconscious Aviara somewhere safe and begins his fight for his life, for the future of the people he love empowering him, with the weight of the world on his shoulders. Overwhelmed by the power of Matchethew, Avalon doesn’t have what it takes to defeat Matchethew. But in his last moments, he somehow manages to seal him away again post-poning Armageddon at the cost of his life…
BOOK 2
AVALON: THE BEGINNING
THE SLUMBER
DAYS1095-1200
It’s been 3 years since the passing of Avalon. Things in the world seem to have settled down. It is a time of peace; the most dangerous time of all. The time where evil minds plot against each other. Avalon’s family has been safe and under careful watch by people in high places for his bravery back three years ago. Kia is in another country touring and relaxing. His little vacation is interrupted by a situation going down in his hotel that involved a young beautiful lady who seems to be in trouble. He tries to ignore but couldn’t. The young lady catches a glimpse of Kia who looks like his older brother Avalon. She instantly yells out Avalon’s name and tries to make her way to Kia. Kia immediately comes to her rescue. When he does that, she then realizes that he is not who she thought he was. Kia then tells her that he is actually Avalon’s younger brother. She then explains to Kia why they are after her and what is happening. Matchethew is trying to make his way back and he is using the new leader of the country to do so. This marks the beginning of the Matchethew resistance. There are a lot of battles from this point on and the forming of the resistance. Day 1200 Avalon’s body is stolen from his tomb. Followers of Matchethew come to power in the world. The search for Avalon’s body and the reasons why begins. Ransom for the leader of the resistance Kia is posted.
THE LOST BOOK OF AVALON: THE BEGINNING
JOURNEY IN ANOTHER WORLD.
Basically, from the very moment Avalon had supposedly died, he actually left his body and has been in constant battle with Matchethew and with other evil entities to contain the evil for the first 2 years since he has been gone. Somehow he manages to finally leave his eternal prison. He is left again, comatose for a few months. He awakens in this new world and lives there peacefully until Chaos finds him and informs him that they have very little time since his body has been stolen. From then up until day 1267 Avalon begins his training to finally rid the two worlds of the evil influence of Matchethew and break the century long traditions of sacrifices just to seal him away.
BOOK3
AVALON: THE BEGINNING
DARK RESURRECTION (aka the Dark Rift)
DAY 1201-1267
Kia has gone missing. All of the other resistance have been caught and imprisoned. They are being penalized and put to death one by one. Kia has finally been captured and imprisoned. He has been injected with some kind of serum. Avalon returns in search of his real body. He gets it and Aviara brings him back. The serum injected in Kia causes him to go berserk. He fights Avalon. Avalon takes him out and Aviara cures him. Matchethew returns and Armageddon is unleashed. The two worlds collide causing the beginning of ultimate destruction. The final battle which is not charted down in prophecy for life as we all know it between Avalon and Matchethew begins….
Saturday, May 9, 2009
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