Thread: Saving each other from Hell [me and ladykate432017]

Cypherxk2 said Breaking one of his personal rules, Void magic starting encircling the blade of his gunblade. He'd just revealed he was a Void Battle Mage, a very powerful one since Void magic was almost impossible to harness in a combative fashion without a lifetime of practice and extreme focus. He did it with almost casual indifference, as a royal family crest appeared behind him. Until then, only he knew he was of a direct royal lineage. Now, everyone knew that the number one pit fighter in all the kingdoms should have been sitting amongst the gather nobles. My name is Alastor La Mcgreiver, He yelled, the spectral shape of his personal summoned beast appearing with a roar behind him as he looked at where his Master and Mistress were, Last living heir of the Eidolon Prime Empire and direct descendant of Lady Ultimesia, situated across the Fairoth Sea to the far north. His claim was indisputable as only Royals of the Eidolon Prime Empire were known to be seen with spectral beasts. Murmurs spread like wildfire through the crowd, especially the royalty seats. The Eidolon Prime Empire was also technologically superior to the known kingdoms but the Empire had suddenly vanished almost two decades. Some believed there was nothing of that Empire left in this world. Now that there was proof to the contrary, they were close to a riot. Sorry mister Orc, Alastor said, holding his gunblade above his head with both hands before bringing the purplish-black blade of magic down to cleave the last orc in two while partially vaporizing it, But you can go to hell now. Click to expand... At that very moment the being opened fire upon Alastor and all magic was drained from him as weapons unknown fired upon him. The ring master called forth the end of the days entertainment. He was immediately knocked out and his armor and weapon removed. Alastor was struck in non lethal areas. When he came to Alastor was hanging from the dungeon ceiling. He was stripped naked his hands were prone over his head in shacles. His feet were chained with iron cuffs. Draco was standing nest to him with a car of nine in his right hand. I will beat you for that little trick. You nearly caused a riot and you will pay. How dare you use magic on me Worm. Draco spent 2 hours whipping, punching, and using all sorts of magic to torment the lad. He would have healers come and bring Alastor to passing out. A new collar of unknown alloy was placed around his neck and pain doubled, magic was drained. He was left conscious. Malora hurried in. I see Beast is ready for transport. Where he is going he will never be found. Alastor's body was a mess of beaten and bloodied flesh. His back, sides, chest, and legs were covered and lacerated with whip marks. He was prevented from self healing due to the collar. He was unhinged from the ceiling and thrown into a heavy iron cage. The word beast was written over it. He was transported to the back of the dungeons of the arena. The last thing he saw was Malora roughly holding the wrist of am eight year old boy. It was a long arduous journey, he was taken by wagon to the port of the Dark Castle, Draco's home. He was transported by ship north. He left the tropics that had been his home and it was winter where he was transported into a warehouse. The cage was hoisted off the trade ship. Four burly men carried him into the animal pens. The sailors around him spent the morning pelting him with rotten vegetables, jeering, and pointing him with harpoons and pitch forks. A warehouse guard made the stop. All right you had your fun. Back to work. Kate was in her last class of the day before winter holiday. She received a note from her aunt... My Dear Niece, I have a special gift for you. He is one of my pets. I am sure you will take good care of him. He was specially bread for you. No doubt he will please your every need. You will find him in the warehouse by your father's ship. He might be alive by the time you get this. Happy Winterfest. Aunt Malora Kate read the letter and rushed out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang. Hera books trailed behind her. I need bandages, healing potion, syringe, needle, a vile of poppy essence, my cloak, and knowing Malora he's scanty clothed. He will need.. a mage robe will do, Food.. Ann always pack a basket and flask. I will have to barrow anything else until I get home. Kate stopped at the infirmary collected all she could get her hands on and stopped to get her satchel and books. The scurried to the entrance of the mage guild castle. She ran to her fathers driver who sat at the buckboard of her father's carriage. Kate handed him the letter. Please hurry. I can get in. Once Kate was seated and closed the door Peel drove to the warehouse. Kate hurried into the warehouse then spoke to a guard. He pointed to the animal pens. a