Jun. 18, 2011 9:52 AM
Here is the new chapter (I personally think it could have been better, but here it is. And surprise surprise, its short )
Chapter 3 - The Power of Dreams
So, what did you think? Any good? Please comment and review.
Chapter 3 - The Power of Dreams
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"Wait... What?" Sam looked at the man sitting across the table from him with a strange mix of confusion, understanding and disbelief. The man, who Sam now knew as Berigger, lifted one of his bushy grey eyebrows at him.
Sam had been sitting in Berigger's house for a decent few hours, as the man tried to explain what had happened to him, while asking him questions about his 'destiny' and all that. Sam was eger at first, but lost interest at the 4 hour mark. That he had managed to stay assertive for that long, according to Lavender, was a feat in itself. She had been sitting quietly next to Berigger, who was her father, since she had woken up at around the 1 1/2 - 2 hour mark. She had been staring into nowhere for a large percentage of the time she was conscious, seemingly somewhere between reality and sleep. Her face was constantly changing, from shock, to pain, to surprise, to enjoyment and any other emotion possible, and Berigger seemed to take no notice of this weird fact.
"So your saying, that I have been sent back in time by an evil ruler the world who was awoken in my time, and Astraeus saved me by bringing me here and wiped my memory" Sam shook his head; "Why?"
"Well actually;" Berigger started, as he had all his lectures. "The evil ruler, who has seemingly gone by the name of Chaos, is the combined spirit of all the Crateor tribe and not a ruler, as currently he has no followers; but he is sure to gain some. And it was not likely he tried to send you back in time, more likely that he tried to kill you and Astraeus saved you by sending you into a different time frame than him, and the mind wipe was just an after effect." He said all this rather cheerily, for someone who is talking about death and killing people. Sam groaned and hit his head on the table. So much information...
Samuel... Samuel Baychrist...
Sam's head shot up, and met the eyes of Chaos, glaring into his, his eyes like black holes trying to suck him into their icy cold depths of death...
Give me Astraeus... Give me his power!
Chaos walked toward him, his arms straggling by his side like they were broken, purple smoke poured out of his mouth. Sam reached around to his pocket to grab out Astraeus, but was met with a burning sensation. Sam yelled and pulled out his hand, his pale skin already blistering. He had been burnt; Astraeus had burnt him, when he went to touch him. He couldn't use his bey, his own bey had rejected him! Chaos laughed a raspy laugh, his voice echoing around the room;
How amusing, you own bey has disowned you, decided that you are not worthy of its power. How fitting.
Chaos grinned broadly, his teeth bearing in an animal like fashion. He lunged at Sam, his hands turned into knives, their blades so sharp they cut through the air like butter. It was only a second before contact, before he died...
"Eos!"
Sam felt a tremendous heat bearing down on him, but no pain. He opened his eyes to see Lavender standing there, holding out Dawn Eos, brilliant light flowing from it. Golden clouds surrounded them both, and there was no sign of Chaos. The light coming from Eos disappeared, and Sam found himself back in the room, he felt the stone hard ground around him. He traced the walls and realised he was in a corner, the furthest corner of the room. His right hand was blistered, badly.
It was real...
That was all he though before he collapsed into the corner, unconscious.
Sam had been sitting in Berigger's house for a decent few hours, as the man tried to explain what had happened to him, while asking him questions about his 'destiny' and all that. Sam was eger at first, but lost interest at the 4 hour mark. That he had managed to stay assertive for that long, according to Lavender, was a feat in itself. She had been sitting quietly next to Berigger, who was her father, since she had woken up at around the 1 1/2 - 2 hour mark. She had been staring into nowhere for a large percentage of the time she was conscious, seemingly somewhere between reality and sleep. Her face was constantly changing, from shock, to pain, to surprise, to enjoyment and any other emotion possible, and Berigger seemed to take no notice of this weird fact.
"So your saying, that I have been sent back in time by an evil ruler the world who was awoken in my time, and Astraeus saved me by bringing me here and wiped my memory" Sam shook his head; "Why?"
"Well actually;" Berigger started, as he had all his lectures. "The evil ruler, who has seemingly gone by the name of Chaos, is the combined spirit of all the Crateor tribe and not a ruler, as currently he has no followers; but he is sure to gain some. And it was not likely he tried to send you back in time, more likely that he tried to kill you and Astraeus saved you by sending you into a different time frame than him, and the mind wipe was just an after effect." He said all this rather cheerily, for someone who is talking about death and killing people. Sam groaned and hit his head on the table. So much information...
Samuel... Samuel Baychrist...
Sam's head shot up, and met the eyes of Chaos, glaring into his, his eyes like black holes trying to suck him into their icy cold depths of death...
Give me Astraeus... Give me his power!
Chaos walked toward him, his arms straggling by his side like they were broken, purple smoke poured out of his mouth. Sam reached around to his pocket to grab out Astraeus, but was met with a burning sensation. Sam yelled and pulled out his hand, his pale skin already blistering. He had been burnt; Astraeus had burnt him, when he went to touch him. He couldn't use his bey, his own bey had rejected him! Chaos laughed a raspy laugh, his voice echoing around the room;
How amusing, you own bey has disowned you, decided that you are not worthy of its power. How fitting.
Chaos grinned broadly, his teeth bearing in an animal like fashion. He lunged at Sam, his hands turned into knives, their blades so sharp they cut through the air like butter. It was only a second before contact, before he died...
"Eos!"
Sam felt a tremendous heat bearing down on him, but no pain. He opened his eyes to see Lavender standing there, holding out Dawn Eos, brilliant light flowing from it. Golden clouds surrounded them both, and there was no sign of Chaos. The light coming from Eos disappeared, and Sam found himself back in the room, he felt the stone hard ground around him. He traced the walls and realised he was in a corner, the furthest corner of the room. His right hand was blistered, badly.
It was real...
That was all he though before he collapsed into the corner, unconscious.