Premonition: Creeping Shadows

**NEW GAME.**

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Gend--[ERROR CODE 5715]

[FATAL ERROR HAS OCCURED]

[ATTEMPTING HARD RESET...]

[NEW GAME START. DIFFICULTY: **HARD**. GAME MODE: **CLASSIC.**]

Now Saving, please do not turn off the power...

It's dark. The small light fixtures on either wall burn with a weak glow, providing barely enough light for us to see as we run down this incredibly long hallway. It doesn't help that I can see the edges of a hood in my vision, but the thought never occurs to me to pull it down. The man running ahead of me is also wearing a hood to obscure his face or, from my perspective, the back of his head. I glance to my left to see an arrow sticking out of my shoulder. It looks like it hurts, but I feel nothing. A quick look to my right shows a man with long, dark, matted blue hair running alongside me. We seem to be together in our pursuit of the man in front of me. How do I know he's a man? “Where the hell are you going?” The man beside me demands. “Hand over the Emblem, now!” I know his name somehow, but the names of both myself and the man ahead of me escape me. Suddenly, the fleeing man whirls around and swings his sword at me. It's a jagged silver sword that crackles with electricity.

Levin Sword.

Why do I know the sword's name but not my own?

I lift my own blade to parry the attack. The hallway fills with the sounds of metal clanging against metal as we battle for a few intense seconds. His non-dominant hand starts glowing with magic and I can see that he's preparing to cast a spell at me. My heart sinks. If I can see him preparing his magic, I've already lost. He lifts his leg and kicks me in the chest, likely to give himself room to cast. I stumble back a couple of steps and my opponent lifts his hand high in the air.

“No!” The third man yells. He jumps in front of me with his back to my attacker and arms outstretched to block the attack. It won’t be enough.

“THORON!”

The impossibly large blast sears through both me and the man trying to protect me. The light leaves his eyes and my vision darkens as we both crumple to the ground...

==> PROLOGUE: THE AWAKENING

## Information

* This is the opening of the story, which precedes the prologue but can be found in the same post as it here at the Total Drama Writers' Forum.

Paralogues: Paralogue 1: From Sickle to Sword - Paralogue 2: The Secret Seller - Paralogue 3: Taylor's Dilemma - Paralogue 4: Rides With Wyverns - Paralogue 5: Wings of Justice - Paralogue 6: Tournament of Kings - Paralogue 7: All Buns go to Heaven - Paralogue 8: The Lyin' King - Paralogue 9: Doing God's Work...Kinda - Paralogue 10: Nose in the Book, Head in the Clouds - Paralogue 11: Fast Fingers and Freedom - Paralogue 12: Witchcraft and Wizardry

DLC: The Conquest of The Domain [ Xenologue 1: Twenty-One Years Ago... - Xenologue 2: Fight of the Mapmakers - Xenologue 3: Capital City Onaw ] Days of Future Past [ Xenologue 4: The New Shepherds - Xenologue 5: A Glimmer of Hope - Xenologue 6: Beginning of the End ]

Non-Canon: A Very Forum Emblem Christmas! - Reawakened - Tales From the Barracks [ Second Seal Scramble ]