FORGE MY SWORD

STYLX FIRST TEST AS KING

Stylx watched Nephla as she slept soundly beside him, he smiled as he gave her a kiss on her forehead. He could remember their first mistake in those days when the starlights were chased out of Onyx, their bout in the training camp of the starlights as they were building an army. He could still remember vividly how he made Nephla tap out when he locked her arms in his legs and even the sound of her arm breaking was still loud in his eyes. He pulled her close and cuddled her tightly, Nephla made low sounds as she awoke gently, staring into the eyes of her beloved, she noticed that his eyes were getting watery. "What's wrong my king?" She asked as she tried to wipe off some of the drops that were now crawling down his cheeks. "Please forgive me for hurting you badly in the past" Stylx said as he held her tighter, with his eyes firmly shut. Nephla smiled, sat up and kissed his shut eyes gentle which made them open gently. "It's alright my love, all are now in the past, if the story had no rough and bitter beginnings, the whole telling of it will be boring and the ending will have no suspense and excitement. The end matters more than the beginning and what really matters is that we are now together" she said as she caressed his face and played with his lips. Stylx drew her face close and stared into her blue eyes, "Thank you for making me happy, believing in me, never giving up and finally agreeing to be my own, I will.... " Stylx was stopped with a deep kiss from Nephla on his talking lips, he held her face as he returned the move with a deeper one. Just when clothes were about to go off, bangs were held on the doors. The two lovers disengaged as Stylx asked angrily who was disturbing him this early. "My lord, forgive me for disturbing your rest but your attention is urgently needed at the gates of Onyx" the culprit answered calmly but audibly from the doors of the royal chambers. Stylx recognised the voice, it was that of his palace messenger but what could be wrong this early he thought. "What is the problem Gity?" Stylx asked. "I'm sorry my Lord but you seeing it will be a better answer to your question my king" he replied

The hunting party of some starlights were still confused about what was going on in the woods where they had gone to for some games. The howlings continued even as the flashes of the flame swords kept the place moderately illuminated, the hunters were getting more frightened by each gruesome how as it was now evident that they were not alone and whatever was there with them was out to kill. The formed a circle like pattern as they scan the areas around them with panic filled hasty glances. Glowing eyes could be seen lurking by the trees around them, alas! They have been surrounded by the mysterious creatures. The hunters stopped their passing and lookings as the howlings seemed to have died down. They didn't make any sound or move as they were totally silent. Just almost immediately the creatures jumped out and attacked, the hunting party was taken by surprise as the creatures attacked with speed and precision. Shouts and screams were heard as the monsters mauled the hunters and tore their flesh by eye sore pieces. The struggling crawling upper body of one of the hunters made to leave the scene of the slaughter amidst painful moves and groans. What looked like the creatures head came to him and held his head before speaking the following words " Sitay uni vy eyr grio scaos vinre gre" as he allowed him crawl out of the woode leaving trails of blood behind him. He was nearing his last breath with each slowing down crawl as he looked up and saw the gates of Onyx, mustering the very last form of strength in him, he quickened his crawls hoping to get to the gates and deliver the warning before dying. Onyx needed to be aware that danger was lurking and the peaceful city had something big coming to it

As Stylx chariot approached the gates, the converging crowd began to quickly disperse, the starlights soldiers were already out by the gates and had formed their cover formation already as their king alighted from the gold covered carriage. He walked slowly to where the dead mutilated bodies lay, the cuts and wounds were still fresh, the report was that this was the bodies of some of the fishermen that went to the river just by the outskirts of Onyx early in the morning for their usual catches but instead were attacked and mutilated by attackers yet unknown." Have scouts be sent to the location of this attack? " Stylx asked. "Yes my lord, the trails of the blood was followed to the very point of the incident but no concrete evidence of what did this was seen but from the foot prints that followed the blood trails, we know that the killers must have been the ones that dropped the dead bodies here by themselves" the leader of the scout team answered. "So humans did this? You mean mortals are responsible for this slaughter?" Stylx asked as his voice now had some form of pain and anger in them. "Not sure yet my lord but judging from the footprints we saw, I think so" the commander replied again. "Someone is approaching from the woods" the watchman on duty screamed from the towers of Onyx to the gathering.

Stylx walked into the room looking like he had seen a ghost, it was almost dusk as Nephla was relieved to finally see him after he left her in bed and warned that she remained in the castle until he was back. Her relief was temporary though as she saw how odd looking Stylx was. The troubled king crashed tiredly in one of the seats in the room, he could still remember what the librarian told them not too long ago. The upper body of the hunter had been rushed to the healers house, he kept repeating that he had a message to deliver before dying as there was no point rescuing or saving his life seeing that he stood no chance to survive in his present condition. He narrated what had befell he and his colleagues as they went out for game that early morning. Midway into his story, it was discovered that it wasn't humans that attacked those corpses by the gate of Onyx and whatever must have carried out that attack must also be the one that attack the hunters as well owing to the fact that the route to both locations were the same and it was the same killing style of mutilation amd flesh ripping. As he gasped for his final breath, the hunter informed them that their assiliants left a message for King Stylx. The king came closer as the dying man coughed out those words with blood now forcing itself out with each word he said before he finally gave up the ghost. The librarian who was present in the room bent down immedaitely. When he raised his head again, for the first time ever since he had known him, King Stylx saw the most worrisome look on the well aged maestro. "Speak now, tell us the meaning of those words he just said" King Stylx ordered as the librarian tried to gain some momentum. "My lord, those words means that the day and night has mated and given birth to mystery and the mystery is out to swallow up Onyx. We are not looking at humans or animals here my lord, we are faced with creations of time and magic. Onyx is about to face its difficult resistance against the supernatural" The librarian said scaringly. "Is that why you are that frightened? Didn't we face a supernatural in the form of Gogla and defeated him?" King Stylx said as she chucked slightly. "My Lord, you don't get it, these creatures were Weoss allies when he created Onyx, they were the ones that provided all the neccessary powers needed in the building of this city apart from wisdom, they feel that Weoss shouldn't have allowed a mortal sit on the throne that they forged, they are here for revenge. The scary part is that they are not here to capture or rule the city, instead they are out to destroy totally the city of light and make it an history. We are not talking about an army my lord but rather a cluster of angels of darkness that were once masters of the light, Weoss fought them once and was badly wounded, Gogla and the fairies were the ones who sealed the vase of Ephonx and ensure that they couldn't see clearly and had to retreat, I suggest we all go to the courtroom so I can explain better" the librarian concluded. "Stylx!!!" were the words the king heard as he got back to the awareness of his surroundings. Nephla told him that she had been calling him since but he wasn't answering. Stylx apologised as he got to his feet. "What is wrong my love?" Nephla asked further as she drew closer in order to hold him. "I have to go now" Stylx said as he avoided his touch and madefor the doors. The slamming shut of the door confirmed Nephla's worry