Thread: Forgotten ; A HÃ«llvÃ«n series (Me/yoursoul)

bwahaha good job might take me a bit soo... A breeze blew through the almost completely deserted wasteland, a hunched over figure covered in rags suddenly shifted almost in a sitting up position. Something is coming , the thought echo'd in the mind of the mass of cloth now pushing off of the cold and burnt ground. The wind blew harder causing the ends of the rages to fly freely in the wind. The figure stepped forward toward the edge of the cliff that overhung a vast span of plain before the harshness of the dead plain there was a gate of shimmering water, and for the first time in ages the emerald on the top of it was glowing, illuminating some of the darkend realm. It was glowing so brightly that the cloth moved to cover its eyes with a hidden arm. Still the gem got brighter and brighter until it seemed as if it would explode, a huge pulse came from the gate traveling with tremendous speed through out the plain. Oh this could possibly hurt, a lot. it said as the pulse hit the landing knocking over cloaked mass. It groaned from the shock of being knocked flat on its back, then it felt something wet drop on its forehead. It reached up rubbing it, then more dropped on its hand, opening its eyes it was greeted by a friendly face. You made it, I was worried that you wouldn't. it said standing up, it turned around to a large wolf, covererd in dirt but the canine's features could still be made out fairly well a grey coat, the right front paw completely white with a small bracelet hanging off of it with a sign from an ancient society, the tip also white, and its eyes surrounded in a thin strip of pure black. Both of them suddenly took attention away from each other and back towards the gate that was now glowing completely with a milky green color that was not coming from the emerald but from the pool of luminisent fluid that had formed around the base of it. I know what you're thinking Lowe, and I believe you're right. It has begun, finally it has begun . the figure moved out an arm and scruffed the fur of a mangy looking grey wolf that had arrived. Turning away from the shining beacon it croutched down to the grey pile of dirt, petting it the wolf pushed against the hand showing its own greeting. The mound of rags stood up and let out a long, high pitched whistle. I think its time that we leave, we've got a ways to travel. It said patting its side lightly before taking off into a sprint into the opposite direction, the direction straight towards the ends of the cliff. With this notice the wolf followed behind watching its master carefully before heading out, away from the great cliff. At tremendous speed the figure continued and when it neared the edge of the cliff it did not stop, it continued, running with all its might as the edge approached, then flinging itself off of it. The clothing shot up as the resistance of the wind worked against it. Come on . Still the figure fell as the ground appraoched steadly and then a shreik was let out from somewhere behind it. About time! A giant batlike creature, leathery, with a short dragon like snout, and almost black eyes, had now come up behind the figure and with a umph the lump of cloth landed upon it. The creature stole up and up away from the putrid, dead earth. Gripping it tightly around its neck the figure yelled out, What took you so long?. With a short twist of its body, enough to shake its rider so much so it almost fell off the creature huffed in satisfaction at its answer before letting another screetch. Soaring upwards into the darkend sky it took a sharp turn taking the same direction as the wolf before it, towards a dark city that was crumbling surrounded by stone walls as high as the highest tree. Well when there were tree's on the plain, but that was a long time ago. Passing over the wolf, the creature turned away from the city slowly disappearing into the mist of the night sky. This wasn't suppose to happen so fast, he wasn't suppose to move on so soon...we have less time than I originally thought. The figure wrapped in cloth gripped the flying bat like creature tighter Hurry, we don't have time to admire the view! though the creature seemed somewhat annoyed by this, shaking its rider once more, it indeed picked up the pace, and in no time a view of mountains was appearing through the mist of the night sky. Then the whole mountain range was covered in a pale green light, followed by an almost deafening BOOM, the figure swooped its head in time to see a bright flash that covered the entire scope of its vision. The wolf looked up quick enough for her vision to catch a glimpse of her companions flying off into the night sky. She watched them until they disappeared from view, with that she was off toward the gate, taking off in full sprint, the brown grass crunching beneath her feet. No game was hear there was nothing to fear in this part of the kingdom, no game, no predators, nothing to harm her. For now. The light was glowing brighter, while the mass of cloth had its own mission to do this was hers and an important mission it was. The she wolf was now panting, though the gate was within site it still was miles away and there was no time for rest. The wolf kept her pace even though her breathing was ragged, and though she was one of the quickest of her pack it still took her fifteen minutes to travel the wide stretch of land. Finally she came upon the gate and the pool of luminescence that surrounded it, hesitantly the she wolf sniffed it and wrenched backwards as her nostrils caught felt as though they were catching a flame on the inside. Snorting hard outward the wolf rubbed her nose in the dirt, rubbing her paws over her hurting snout, eventually the pain subsided. As the pain finally subsided the liquid shot back in the direction of the gate, crawling up its iron, enchanted frame covering it in the pale green goo. Then with a flash an explosion of green shot upwards and lit up the sky, shooting a giant circle through any clouds that were in the way of the pillar of light that now replaced them. All of a sudden the light came almost rushing down and there was a powerful pulse and a flash of light! Slowly the light subsided, the injured wolf that was thrown twenty feet back, struggled to regain her feet, looking up at the gate. It was open and something stood in the center of it, something in the form of a human.