maga366
03-13-2008, 01:53 PM
I love it. How about you guys?
It was believed that Dinosaurs became extinct when an asteroid struck the earth, killing most dinosaurs on impact, and then dramatic climate changes deemed the earth almost unlivable. This is what they want you to believe. Who is “They” that I speak of?
A secret cult that’s been around as long as the dinosaurs. They have been covering up a secret that could destroy the world, and everyone on it.
They want you to believe it was an asteroid that exterminated the dinosaurs, but this is far from the truth. That secret has been uncovered, and people now know the truth.
Demons walked the earth, living with the dinosaurs. Controlling them with their powers.
When food supplies diminished, the demons where forced to prey on the dinosaurs for survival, and eventually, themselves. After years of hunting, the dinosaurs became extinct. When they were finally gone, the terrain was being transformed. The cult’s sole purpose was to prevent the demons from transforming the world into the hell from which they came. They used their powers to trap the demons in the fabric of time itself, putting them in a sleep that lasts millennia’s. The world was safe, and eventually, evolution took hold, and the world’s habitants evolved. The world lived on in ignorance.
It’s the year 2031, and the human existence is at its prime. New technology has been discovered and the earth is thriving. Everything is great, until deaths all over the world have spiked. The claims are that wild beasts have been ravaging towns. But in reality,
The spell that holds the demons in place is diminishing, and the demons are coming back to earth in time rifts.
After people realize what is happening, and the real reason dinosaurs were extinct, and the demons plans, people start to freak out. The spell eventually completely disintegrates,
And the world is plagued with demons of all kinds. Most of the human race is wiped out, and the transformation has begun. The demons think that they have wiped out all of the humans, but there is a small few hiding underground: the resistance.
The descendants of the cult have been trained all their life to fight the demons and one day save the earth. This is the resistance. They must fight for their very existence, and the odds are against them.
Can they save themselves and stop the hell on earth?
I have written the prologue.
Prologue
The thought of learning to fight with a sword thrilled Kale like nothing ever before.
Ever since he was a little kid, Kale dreamed of being a member of the Sentinel. With that came great honor. Now that he was 13 years old and of age, it was time for him to be instructed in the way of the sword. Kale began to daydream of himself being presented his very own suit of armor, and feeling the power that it grants him for the first time.
He longed to feel that power.
“Kale, come on! You don’t want to be late for your very first lesson. Master Mathias is waiting for us in the training grounds!”
Kale was startled by the sudden jolt back to reality. He jumped up and brushed his hair out of his eyes as he looked at his closest friend, Blaise. Blaise had a big smile on his face, as did Kale. Kale felt a sudden rush of excitement at the thought of finally going to be able to train with a real sword, not the ones made of sticks and twine.
“Are you excited Blaise?”
“What do you think Kale? It’s a chance to show you up. I’ve been practicing in the courtyard.”
“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go!”
Kale got up from his single person bed, quickly threw the covers back to make it look like it was made. He threw on a t-shirt and a pair of track pants, and quickly inspected his hair in the mirror. He seemed satisfied and with that they raced off to the training grounds. It was essentially a big room with practice dummies and protective equipment. Master Mathias was waiting, readying the four swords that they were to use.
“Hello Kale, Blaise. If you would please come and grab a sword, and then we will wait for Nathanial and Harmon to arrive.” Mathias handed each of them a sword. This is the moment that Kale has been dreaming of ever since he could remember. He took the sword in his hand, and felt its weight. It felt good. Kale felt pride swell within him, and felt the urge to fight. He took a swing at Blaise, who was holding his sword in the air, inspecting the hilt. Blaise seemed to have the same pride as Kale did. Mathias blocked and grabbed it with his armored hand. The piercing sound of metal clashing against metal rang out in the room.
“Kale! You have got to be careful, there is a time for that and now is not it. You can seriously harm him if he is not protected or ready,” He sounded angry, but Mathias released the sword with a chuckle, “now please, Kale, control your emotions...”
Kale’s cheeks burnt bright red and embarrassment took hold. He apologized to Blaise, who just told him to save it for when they spar. Blaise was eager to prove himself worthy of being a Sentinel. When the younger members of the school sparred in the courtyard, Kale always seemed to be one step ahead of any one of them. He had a natural talent in the way of the sword.
The sound of the big oaken doors opening was heard. Kale was grateful; the focus was off of him and his outburst. Harmon and Nathanial appeared in the doorway, with matching grins.
“Nice of you to join us boys. Kale and Blaise have already gotten their swords. Come equip yourselves.”
They did just that, and when they were ready, the lesson began. The students were instructed to sit on the wooden chairs given. Kale looked at the other boys surprised, who were equally surprised, then to Mathias.
“But Mathias! Why? I thought we were going to fight! Why are we sitting?”
“Kale, do you even know why we fight?” Mathias saw this coming and he was prepared.
“Well, yeah. We fight because it gives us honor. We fight because it is what we were born to do.” Mathias looked at Kale; a curious expression riddled the features of his wrinkled face. The man was not as young as he once was. The students before him reminded him of himself at this age.
“Kale, all though we do have honor, that is not the reason we fight. We fight because one day we will need to fight for our lives. The demons will come, Kale, and when they do, we will be ready.” Mathias’s eyes glazed off as if he was day dreaming, and he had a troubled expression on his face.
“Mathias? Are you all right?” Nathanial reached out and shook the old man. He seemed to come to his senses, and cleared his throat and continued speaking.
“Ok. I know you boys would love to get right into the action. I understand this; I was exactly like you on my first instruction as well.” He paused for a second to look at each of the boys in their eyes, as if this simple action will make them understand. “But you must understand, you must learn about your weapons before you can properly use them. Knowledge is power. Sometimes knowing about something is better than any weapon.” He picked up his sword, which was twice as big as student swords, and weighed three times as much. Mathias went on to tell the students how to properly hold a sword, and how to swing it. He explained the importance of training every day, and taught them useful exercises that make the sword feel like an extension of their arm. When he felt they were ready, he decided it was time to spar.
“Kale, you will be sparring with Blaise. Harmon, you’re with Nathanial.”
Mathias instructed them to line up and walked them through various offensive and defensive maneuvers. When the sparring was over, they were all out of breath.
They sat back down on the chairs, and Harmon spoke up.
“I want to learn about your armor Mathias. When will we get our own suit?”
Mathias was very fond of his armor, he had crafted it himself, and had it enchanted by the elders. Mathias explained to them that the armor is like a second skin. It is crafted when they come of age, and when an electric pulse is sent from the user, it hardens up and is almost impossible to penetrate. Nathanial was confused about one thing.
“What does the enchantment do?” Nathanial noticed a bluish glow emanating from the seals of the suit.
“Well, Nathanial, enchantments enable the suit to grant the wearer enhanced physical attributes when called upon. For example, in battle, you are able to move really fast, and your body is strengthened, giving you almost inhuman strength. It also grants the user to be able other useful tools in battle. You will learn about those when you become of age and receive your first set of armor.”
“But Mathias, we want to learn now! Why can’t you tell us?” Nathanial was not happy, nor was Kale or Harmon. They wanted to learn all they could; they have waited a long time for this lesson.
“There is a time and place for everything. Now is not the time. We-,”
Mathias’s manner changed suddenly and his eyes glazed over. The same troubled expression was seen on his face once more. This time it lasted for longer. The students felt a rising fear in their stomachs. What was wrong with him? Harmon got brave and went up and shook Mathias. Mathias began to speak right away.
“Boys, I you have been told all your lives that the demons will come. They will come and the world will see great pain. This is certain.” Sorrow filled his features. His thick brow was creased and his eyes looked worried.
“A hero will emerge, a descendant of the bloodline.”
The three boys started to feel uncomfortable, but not Kale. Kale was intrigued.
“This hero will be the one to take the stand. He will be a powerful leader, and many will follow him.”
Mathias gazed at Kale with great curiosity. Kale stared back at him; he wanted to hear more of this hero. He then realized what this meant. The demons will come, and when they do, it will be hell on Earth.
It was believed that Dinosaurs became extinct when an asteroid struck the earth, killing most dinosaurs on impact, and then dramatic climate changes deemed the earth almost unlivable. This is what they want you to believe. Who is “They” that I speak of?
A secret cult that’s been around as long as the dinosaurs. They have been covering up a secret that could destroy the world, and everyone on it.
They want you to believe it was an asteroid that exterminated the dinosaurs, but this is far from the truth. That secret has been uncovered, and people now know the truth.
Demons walked the earth, living with the dinosaurs. Controlling them with their powers.
When food supplies diminished, the demons where forced to prey on the dinosaurs for survival, and eventually, themselves. After years of hunting, the dinosaurs became extinct. When they were finally gone, the terrain was being transformed. The cult’s sole purpose was to prevent the demons from transforming the world into the hell from which they came. They used their powers to trap the demons in the fabric of time itself, putting them in a sleep that lasts millennia’s. The world was safe, and eventually, evolution took hold, and the world’s habitants evolved. The world lived on in ignorance.
It’s the year 2031, and the human existence is at its prime. New technology has been discovered and the earth is thriving. Everything is great, until deaths all over the world have spiked. The claims are that wild beasts have been ravaging towns. But in reality,
The spell that holds the demons in place is diminishing, and the demons are coming back to earth in time rifts.
After people realize what is happening, and the real reason dinosaurs were extinct, and the demons plans, people start to freak out. The spell eventually completely disintegrates,
And the world is plagued with demons of all kinds. Most of the human race is wiped out, and the transformation has begun. The demons think that they have wiped out all of the humans, but there is a small few hiding underground: the resistance.
The descendants of the cult have been trained all their life to fight the demons and one day save the earth. This is the resistance. They must fight for their very existence, and the odds are against them.
Can they save themselves and stop the hell on earth?
I have written the prologue.
Prologue
The thought of learning to fight with a sword thrilled Kale like nothing ever before.
Ever since he was a little kid, Kale dreamed of being a member of the Sentinel. With that came great honor. Now that he was 13 years old and of age, it was time for him to be instructed in the way of the sword. Kale began to daydream of himself being presented his very own suit of armor, and feeling the power that it grants him for the first time.
He longed to feel that power.
“Kale, come on! You don’t want to be late for your very first lesson. Master Mathias is waiting for us in the training grounds!”
Kale was startled by the sudden jolt back to reality. He jumped up and brushed his hair out of his eyes as he looked at his closest friend, Blaise. Blaise had a big smile on his face, as did Kale. Kale felt a sudden rush of excitement at the thought of finally going to be able to train with a real sword, not the ones made of sticks and twine.
“Are you excited Blaise?”
“What do you think Kale? It’s a chance to show you up. I’ve been practicing in the courtyard.”
“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go!”
Kale got up from his single person bed, quickly threw the covers back to make it look like it was made. He threw on a t-shirt and a pair of track pants, and quickly inspected his hair in the mirror. He seemed satisfied and with that they raced off to the training grounds. It was essentially a big room with practice dummies and protective equipment. Master Mathias was waiting, readying the four swords that they were to use.
“Hello Kale, Blaise. If you would please come and grab a sword, and then we will wait for Nathanial and Harmon to arrive.” Mathias handed each of them a sword. This is the moment that Kale has been dreaming of ever since he could remember. He took the sword in his hand, and felt its weight. It felt good. Kale felt pride swell within him, and felt the urge to fight. He took a swing at Blaise, who was holding his sword in the air, inspecting the hilt. Blaise seemed to have the same pride as Kale did. Mathias blocked and grabbed it with his armored hand. The piercing sound of metal clashing against metal rang out in the room.
“Kale! You have got to be careful, there is a time for that and now is not it. You can seriously harm him if he is not protected or ready,” He sounded angry, but Mathias released the sword with a chuckle, “now please, Kale, control your emotions...”
Kale’s cheeks burnt bright red and embarrassment took hold. He apologized to Blaise, who just told him to save it for when they spar. Blaise was eager to prove himself worthy of being a Sentinel. When the younger members of the school sparred in the courtyard, Kale always seemed to be one step ahead of any one of them. He had a natural talent in the way of the sword.
The sound of the big oaken doors opening was heard. Kale was grateful; the focus was off of him and his outburst. Harmon and Nathanial appeared in the doorway, with matching grins.
“Nice of you to join us boys. Kale and Blaise have already gotten their swords. Come equip yourselves.”
They did just that, and when they were ready, the lesson began. The students were instructed to sit on the wooden chairs given. Kale looked at the other boys surprised, who were equally surprised, then to Mathias.
“But Mathias! Why? I thought we were going to fight! Why are we sitting?”
“Kale, do you even know why we fight?” Mathias saw this coming and he was prepared.
“Well, yeah. We fight because it gives us honor. We fight because it is what we were born to do.” Mathias looked at Kale; a curious expression riddled the features of his wrinkled face. The man was not as young as he once was. The students before him reminded him of himself at this age.
“Kale, all though we do have honor, that is not the reason we fight. We fight because one day we will need to fight for our lives. The demons will come, Kale, and when they do, we will be ready.” Mathias’s eyes glazed off as if he was day dreaming, and he had a troubled expression on his face.
“Mathias? Are you all right?” Nathanial reached out and shook the old man. He seemed to come to his senses, and cleared his throat and continued speaking.
“Ok. I know you boys would love to get right into the action. I understand this; I was exactly like you on my first instruction as well.” He paused for a second to look at each of the boys in their eyes, as if this simple action will make them understand. “But you must understand, you must learn about your weapons before you can properly use them. Knowledge is power. Sometimes knowing about something is better than any weapon.” He picked up his sword, which was twice as big as student swords, and weighed three times as much. Mathias went on to tell the students how to properly hold a sword, and how to swing it. He explained the importance of training every day, and taught them useful exercises that make the sword feel like an extension of their arm. When he felt they were ready, he decided it was time to spar.
“Kale, you will be sparring with Blaise. Harmon, you’re with Nathanial.”
Mathias instructed them to line up and walked them through various offensive and defensive maneuvers. When the sparring was over, they were all out of breath.
They sat back down on the chairs, and Harmon spoke up.
“I want to learn about your armor Mathias. When will we get our own suit?”
Mathias was very fond of his armor, he had crafted it himself, and had it enchanted by the elders. Mathias explained to them that the armor is like a second skin. It is crafted when they come of age, and when an electric pulse is sent from the user, it hardens up and is almost impossible to penetrate. Nathanial was confused about one thing.
“What does the enchantment do?” Nathanial noticed a bluish glow emanating from the seals of the suit.
“Well, Nathanial, enchantments enable the suit to grant the wearer enhanced physical attributes when called upon. For example, in battle, you are able to move really fast, and your body is strengthened, giving you almost inhuman strength. It also grants the user to be able other useful tools in battle. You will learn about those when you become of age and receive your first set of armor.”
“But Mathias, we want to learn now! Why can’t you tell us?” Nathanial was not happy, nor was Kale or Harmon. They wanted to learn all they could; they have waited a long time for this lesson.
“There is a time and place for everything. Now is not the time. We-,”
Mathias’s manner changed suddenly and his eyes glazed over. The same troubled expression was seen on his face once more. This time it lasted for longer. The students felt a rising fear in their stomachs. What was wrong with him? Harmon got brave and went up and shook Mathias. Mathias began to speak right away.
“Boys, I you have been told all your lives that the demons will come. They will come and the world will see great pain. This is certain.” Sorrow filled his features. His thick brow was creased and his eyes looked worried.
“A hero will emerge, a descendant of the bloodline.”
The three boys started to feel uncomfortable, but not Kale. Kale was intrigued.
“This hero will be the one to take the stand. He will be a powerful leader, and many will follow him.”
Mathias gazed at Kale with great curiosity. Kale stared back at him; he wanted to hear more of this hero. He then realized what this meant. The demons will come, and when they do, it will be hell on Earth.