Prelude: Draft 2

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O_o “wait a minute…Travis must be losing it…this is the same thing as the first prelude.”    Well yes and no.  Yes, I am losing it.  No, this is not the same as the first prelude.  My friends are being a little slow in getting those surveys to me, can’t blame them though, my teachers think that we have no lives.  I haven’t been online all week!!  That’s crazy!!  So in the meantime, to keep the creative juices flowing I’m going to rewrite the prelude, adding characters as they are coming to me seeing as the prelude is the beginning of chapter one. Keep in mind, these drafts are for my friends who are a part of the story, so they can give me feedback on their characters, if you are not a part of this, you may get lost and confused after a while, or even irritated.  Please be patient with me, im new at this. I need to work on getting a better quality picture onto this, sorry about that. 

 

 

 

Descending on a plain darkened from war, the moon light bright enough to fully illuminate all of the wreckage that once was a picturesque valley. The cloudless night, dead silence, and myriads of bodies everywhere force the Countless to finish the fight themselves. Cowal, in his dark, creeping subtlety materializes from the shadows by a fallen comrade. Cowal, a well built, messy-haired, young man who looks like he hasn’t slept in days and appears older than he really is. Noticing there is no pulse from anyone around him, he stands to see a shower of white rose petals have fallen over the surrounding landscape. “Enough with the theatrics, I know it’s you Selene!” he yells into the night. Nearby, the rose petals falling begin gathering in the air to form a body, Selene, a stunning siren elegantly dressed in white with flowing hair, and white eyes almost as bright as the moon. With a devilish look on her face, she slowly walks toward Cowal. “Why did you even bother coming out here? There’s no way you can stop me. Unless you get to it first, which means you’ll have to go through me!” Cowal appears to be disheartened, “Of all of them, I thought you would at least understand the meaning behind all of this. It isn’t real, this hunt is meaningless! It won’t work! Once you get it…!” Before Cowal could finish his sentence, he spotted a dark figure walking towards them from the shadows. Both Cowal and Selene change their stance and prepare for the worst, hopefully it isn’t the worst. “Who is fighting who now? I could never keep up with you guys.” asked the dark figure. ”Hello Doriana.” Cowal says in a monotonous tone.  Both Cowal and Selene relax, Selene turns back toward Cowal, as he raises his arms, pushing back the black fog covering the dark figure.  Which reveals Doriana, a gothicly dressed girl about the same age as the other two, with a sarcastic attitude about her, and her hair seems to be frizzing slightly from static electricity.  ”Now Selene, what are you going to do to Cowal? You know very well this is an unfair fight, or are we not playing by our rules anymore?” Doriana stated.  “I will do what I must to get it before any of you.” replies Selene. ”I hope you’ve learned to control that temper of yours, you could easily fry Cowal as well as me!”  “Oh yes, I’ve gotten it quite under control, thanks for asking!” Doriana says, sarcastically.  “Oh shut up Dori!” Selene quickly picked up both of her hands and faced them toward Cowal and Doriana. A flash of lightning struck Doriana and she disappeared from her spot. However, Cowal wasn’t so lucky. As Cowal tried to dematerialize away from Selene, he was caught under her torturing spell. Cowal was brought to the ground in a fit of terror, slowly being tormented into insanity. A second flash of lightning can be seen nearby, leaving Doriana in its place.  Realizing what is happening to Cowal, Doriana runs toward Selene. As Doriana ran, three golden arrows fell from the sky, hitting Selene in the arm, stomach, and shoulder. Unfortunately, none of the arrows had any effect. Instead of blood seeping from Selene’s wounds, rose petals began falling where flesh had been. Selene released her grab on Cowal, pulled out the arrows, and her flesh began filling in her wounds. “Oh sweet, caring Kyler! I don’t want to have to kill you too! But if you stand in my way, I will be forced to… Suddenly, an arrow just misses Selene and falls right in front of her. “Kyler! You seem to be losing your touch!” Selene begins laughing. All of a sudden, Doriana notices that a second arrow has fallen behind Selene and appears to be glowing brighter than the other arrows. Recognizing its purpose, Doriana is struck by another lightning strike, disappears, and reappears near Cowal. Grabbing Cowal’s hand, they both disappear.  As Selene is distracted by Doriana and Cowal’s escape, a third arrow falls from the sky and just misses Selene, but is closer than the first arrow. Instinctively, Selene takes a step back and steps on the second arrow. The tiny arrow explodes creating an explosion large enough to take out a small town.  

The dark and dreary landscape is momentarily disturbed by a bright explosion emanating from that single arrow.  A wave of dust and ash is sent in all directions away from the explosion.  Seeing the wave headed straight for him, a mysterious spectator who was observing the fight from a distant tree spreads his wings, one demonic with black feathers and the other angelic with eerily white feathers, taking off into the night sky, just missing the wave of dust.  The mysterious spectator couldn’t help but feel proud of himself, “Everything is going as planned.” 

 

 

The Seer wakes up in his bed, breathing heavily, sweating profusely. He slowly looks over at the picture on his nightstand. He sees a joyous picture with his classmates.  Kyler Norrington, the straight “A”, role model, “goody two shoes” of the class. Doriana Carlyle, standoffish, very smart, very sarcastic, and easily tempered.  And, Cowal Slayter, the new kid who made friends with almost everyone in a very short time, is sometimes quiet, but can sometimes be the life of the party, and who has the biggest crush on the shy girl of the class, Selene Powell. “Selene…” The Seer grabs the photograph and stares at it for a while.  He cannot believe what he’s just seen. He doesn’t know what to think yet. All he knows is that he better think fast, all four of them are in his first period.

And then there is the matter of that mysterious figure hiding, just watching the whole fight.   

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