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2024-10-29 19:42:56Lights were down and the city that relied on electrical power for lights, warmth and their phones to find each other and their missing relatives were set back to the stone age. Men looked for dry sticks and tattered clothes to make torches, while the women ransacked abandoned homes of those who perished or escaped to look for either gas, grease or molasses for the fire.
Pip felt like he won the lottery when he crashed against his high school buddy named Dalton Draco. They literally crashed against each other when the power went off, turning off the remaining street lights and scaring the souls out of the remaining survivors.
Creatures appeared in every direction, snarling and slithering on the ground. With Pip’s amazing senses, he managed to find the fastest route out of the middle of the city. As he did, he tried to convince the humans, but they shunned him and called him a monster, A syndicate and worker for the monstrous snakes, orcs and blob-like creatures of a hundred eyes.
A few did come with him, blindly believing in him. They managed to reach Nakoir city park where they separated ways.
And that’s when Dalton crashed against him.
Dalton was a half breed like him. He’s half cyclops, half human. And even though he only has one eye, he can see through the dark. Not only that but Dalton had the strength of a bear. Pushing and pummeling his way to safety by defeating and killing what he could. Thus he managed to keep himself alive.
Dalton and Pipper began to look for something they could use to travel their way out of the city. And when they’ve managed to take a car from a man who died from the hands of a beast.
As they drove, a helicopter hovered over them and announced: “TO ALL THE SURVIVORS, GO TO SAN DIEGO PORT. THERE YOU WILL BE TRANSPORTED TO THE CARIBBEAN ISLANDS. I REPEAT, GO TO SAN DIEGO PORT FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY!”
“Looks like we have no choice but to go there, huh?”
“I know.” Dalton answered. “I never liked being stuck somewhere where a quarter of the population is normies…” He sighed and shook his head. “I never liked the feeling of being stared at because I’m different. But it’s different for you though, Pip. You can look normal whenever the sun is up. But I… I was born like this.”
Pip nodded but kept his eyes on the road as he drove. “At least you don’t get treated as a fetish.” He joked. “Some women date me because they have a werewolf fetish. One time a girl made me howl while we fucked.”
“SICK!” Dalton said as he laughed. “At least you get laid.”
The two of them became quiet. And when they’re only a few miles away from San Diego Port, Pip stopped the car and looked at Dalton. “You know what… I have a feeling that we should stay here instead.”
Dalton’s eyes narrowed. “Feeling? Like a sixth sense?”
“Something like that.”
Dalton smiled, and he silently agreed. “Cool. I don't like being stuck with those normies anyway.”
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On the other side of the world, just before the city of St. Clair crosses Mount Hanawakaluki---the oldest fortress where the Humans and Sorcerers used to consult each other remains standing. An assembly has been called, and all the Presidents, the Prime Ministers and the Head Counsel of the Sorcerers must come.
Hanz Jiagro announced that the world is in turmoil, declaring the world — humanity and all living things in danger for half of the world was situated in darkness. A few Sorcerers were assigned to guard the main gate, while human forces, the soldiers and the line men kept guard at the first gate. But they’re not the usual military soldiers.
The marines who are set to guard the gate are trained ones, the ones who can stand on their own and use little magic to trace and ward the minions of the darkness.
The other soldiers and Sorcerers have been assigned to investigate and track where the first creatures of the dark were spotted.
The Elder's, also called ‘The Sorcerer Supreme’ of their own counsels, knew that this was no coincidence, and they're expecting something worse is about to come.
There were almost a hundred of them who gathered inside the chamber that had a barrier spell..
Theodore the Gray, the grandson of Hasintha the White, was the only one standing inside the room. His hair was black with a few silver strands and he's taller than others as he stands almost 6 feet and 3 inches tall. And his eyes were colored golden brown. He sporten a modern man look but held the greatest weapon that could be given to any sorcerer alive. The staff of Gemini. Forged and enchanted by the Eklitel tree. Theodore the Gray is called the Supremacist of all the Supremes until his last days here on Earth. He checked everyone around, to see if there were any unfamiliar faces. When he felt that nothing was suspicious he signaled the two men standing on the big wooden gate for the doors to be sealed as the assembly was about to begin.
"May I have your attention, everyone." He called, and when he did the room became silent and everyone remained still. All eyes are on him. "I am well aware that all of you know what happened a millennium ago. The giants killed every single witch — including Antheia Lukemore, the witch who damned the Pillars, ending a thousand years of truce. When the giants vowed to disappear after they’ve shed blood, they left us with a dragon to care for. That if the dragon’s chain was destroyed and it came back to them — blood will rain again. Now… that dragon has been released.”
Theodore looked all around the room and noticed how tense everyone was. "You are all sensing the same fear as I am. I can feel the Earth shaking little by little. The giants has sent us a warning when he made half of the world dark and the other half sleepless. For many years, we, the sorcerers and the humans have been at peace and are keeping guard of this dragon. But… I must admit, we are at fault in someway. One of our own neglected his duty, thus placing the world in grave danger. Since then the creatures of the dark became more and more aggressive."
Some people from the crowd began to whisper to each other, and the others remained quiet.
"Who is this Sorcerer?!" Khalessi, the Sorcerer Supreme whose influence is widespread in West Krishme, her territory is near the broken Volcano named Vulkan. The place where giants were said to come out during the war. “Tell me the name of the Sorcerer responsible for this and make him pay for the darkness my land — my area of protection is experiencing! The City of Nakoir was said to be protected by the Warlock named Igroy was the Sorcerer Supreme assigned to the city and I heard he barely made it out alive. Since then the creature is terrorizing other cities as well! The last time the tarred ones attacked us, many were critically injured---the healing sap extracted from the Eklitel trees from the Forest of Wonder barely saved them from death!"
Soon the men and women inside the chambers began to clamor, murmurs and panicked whispers resounded throughout the closed room.
Theodore signaled for everyone to settle down and be silent. He raised his hand and slammed the bottom of his staff against the sacred ground. A summoning circle appeared around them. The black lines shined from dark to red and the symbols spun around until a vision whirled inside the chamber. "Hecate, our goddess, is aware of this and showed herself through a dream that I've had three weeks ago since the attack happened. This is why we needed this assembly, I need you all to know what's coming... And you cannot be afraid, all of us cannot be afraid. We need to be able to fight. This is why the Sorcerers counsel exists... That’s why we are blessed with this power and are blessed to grow as a community! We must be prepared for the return of the giants as well, for the goddess herself told me about blood shed that we've never seen before. But before then, fortify the barriers. Others will go to the forest, harvest the fruit of the Eklitel tree to create not only protections... we also need new weapons. If the giants kill us all, the world may end and there is nothing that can stop it."
Gretta of Theal, the mother of Fraco Romulus, stood up. She's one of the Supreme's who specialize in studying the magic that can be extracted from the Eklitel Tree. Along with her husband, they're the one who discovered that the flowers that bloomed from the forest can be used as a Barrier. "Supremacist, my husband and my family will be happy to offer our expertise."
"Perfect."
"But I do have one request." Gretta said. "I wish to talk to you… in private."
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