Medieval welfare: AGE OF WAR!

A DREAM OF WAR

    A large number of soldiers stood up the earth all dressed in different amour forged by each of the kingdoms. The kingdom of Nevia was represented by soldiers outfitted in black red armor and a red dragon engraved on their armor, they held their spears and Shields. Beside them are huge werewolves snarling as they stood by the soldiers of Nevia ready to battle alongside these warriors, the wolves all in different fur colors from brown,   black and white. Beside the werewolves is the Kingdom of Megah which consisted of elves in all holding onto their magical weapons, outfitted in gold armor all over. 

     The kingdom of Sith consisted of Vikings, furious and dangerous. They all held onto their huge smoothed axes, Swords, and wooden shields along with their huge beards. Along with other kingdoms, all concentrating on one direction. Ahead of them the heavens break opened, and Starships begin to infiltrate into the earth's atmosphere with the storm spreading unto the earth as it reaches the ground. Three metallic legs materialize from below as it aids the Ship's load, discharging hot vapor around.

  

    Minutes later the computerized door unlocked as a figure stepped out of the ship followed by figures dressed in entire black shiny black helmets and black steel worn all over their body. They carried strange weapons which none of the warriors recognized. All other starships did the same with more of the figure appearing from different ships, then suddenly from above lightning comes together to form a figure. A figure dressed alike like the soldiers but had blue stripes above his shoulders, it reveals a dark blue-skinned figure with red glowing eyes.

      “I am Morgin, general of the Al' take. We come in peace, but only messengers to the Elders.“ the alien says, with his voice mirroring around. “We are here to return everything that is ours”

     “And what is this thing you ask of?”  A fabulous animal, with a monstrous winged, a crested head, and enormous claws let out. “It won't take me a second to just open my mouth and consume you with my flames”

     “We shouldn't be harsh Drago,” a man says after winged lion land on the earth. Then alighted a man with black hair, with his sword kept in his sheath positioned beside his waist, he swerves to the Alien. “Morgan? What is this thing you are here for?”

    “The earth and everything in it, we created this world and now we want it back” Morgin retorts concentrating around him, then he looks directly ad the warrior. “Including you, Agnar, son of Reisa”

   The warrior was shocked to hear his name from the creature, “How do you…know my mother's name?” he asserts after drawing out his blade near the alien's face. “speak out wizard”

     “This is no sorcery, and I'm no wizard. You are a great warrior maybe the elders would put you into good use”

  

   “I serve only my king and no one else, I'm afraid I refuse ” Agnar replies with a little smile across his face

   “You will have everything, power, wealth and even get to see your mother” Agnar draws back his sword withdrawing it into its sheath, Morgin shoves it on his wrist. “There isn't enough time left, what's your decision son of Thanatos? Do you choose to perish along with them? Or you choose to serve the elders ?”

      Agnar was puzzled, pondering in his mind while looking downwards. “I choose to perish along with them” he answers finally after some moment of silence, “That is my answer and final answer ”

   “Then so be it” Morgin announces spreading his arms as he levitate's slowly into the atmosphere. “Terminate all life forms”

      “Attack!” Agnar squeals out lunging himself unto his winged lion as it drifts into the overshadowed surge atmosphere. The whole warriors hurries towards the Alien soldiers all yelling as they collide with the enemies. The sound of shooting beams and conflicting of blades echoes.

       Agnar leaps towards a soldier beheading a soldier as it's blue blood sprays across his face, he swings his sword backwards forcefully slicing a soldier in halves. He turns around to see a soldier aiming it's palm at him readying to discharge beams when he is stopped by the winged lion which pounced upon the soldier dismantled its metal body parts. Agnar nodded at the winged lion, before turning towards Morgin who was drifting slowly into the atmosphere.

    “Typhon!” Agnar screeches as he leaped up with his winged lion appearing from his side as it carried him unto his back into the sky. “Hey Morgin!” 

    Morgin looks behind to see Agnar with his blade rushing towards his posture, he evades the attack as he formulates a golden sword from his bracelet. “You can't stop this , Agnar. If I fail the Elder will keep on sending more of beings like me” 

     “Then let them and I will keep on stopping them” Agner says while typhon growled with hatred at Morgin. Suddenly a cyclone was formed in the atmosphere turning everything on the surface into sculptures. “What are you doing?”

  “The Age of Darkness had begun” Morgin says, as his body starts to disperse into ashes floating into the cyclone. He struggles not to be pulled into the storm with his might, “Ahhhh!”

        Prince Altair jumps up from his sleep sweating all over his shirtless body, he looks directly to the stature all adorned in silver shining armor. It a new day in the kingdom of Nevia, as usual he must go for his morning training classes. 

  “Why do I keep having this dream?” he asked himself as he sits upwards unto his bed.