6- Elevenon

"Swoosh"

The Leaves parted.

He shot the forest and into a wild open plain and the sight of walls in the distance greeted him. He didn't stop he kept ongoing.

"I can't drop, I don't want to drop" Morgan's body drooped and but he kept on running the thought of the beast turning back and making its way towards him almost drove him to insanity. His running began to slow and became a trot. Morgan's hand subconsciously reached for the bundle at his back.

He was quite surprised to feel that with all that has happened it stayed attached to him. He pulled it and at the same time his feet gave out on him and he came to a kneeling halt. His head drooped down and head stared at the now unwrapped rock. The rock's texture was smooth and it's color pitch black with a hin of green in it.

"I'm sorry Captain Bellamy, I'm not as strong as you"

Morgan forced out a crock

As his blood dripped and leaked over the pitch black and green rock. Morgan's consciousness fade as he closed his eyes drifting away, A glow rose from the rock and shot at the chest of the youth while his body crashed down on top of it.

***

"What is this, Am I dead"

Morgan's eye's crept open slowly as he voiced out.

Morgan twirled around as his body felt lite and as he looked down he found himself floating.

"I must be dead," He thought to himself and looked out but the scene that greeted him the first time was not the one he was looking at now.

The Lighting dimed and he felt his body being thrust forward at an alarming speed. A Palace came into view and he was being moved towards its giant doors, Morgan raised his hands and curled his body in anticipation of slamming himself into the rapidly approaching door. When the slam didn't come he slowly dropped his hands and unfurled his body,

The scene before him was of a throne room and there stood 40 people ranging from women to Men and the forty-first person in the room sat on a Pitch black throne with deep cravings that emitted a green glow and man that sat on the throne stared out at the 40 bellow him and he began speaking slowly but for some reason, his voice echoed outward.

"Is there any truth to what the seer said" Man on the throne met his eye's with all the people in the court.

"Your majesty" A Brutish looking man, sitting closest to the king spoke.

"All the Seers from all of our 5 corners say the same thing" The man lowered his head upon voicing that.

The face of the king churned and twisted and the heat in the throne room began to rise.

"OPTIONS!!!" THE SHOUTED but no one delivered any and that worsened their predicament as the king was famous for his anger. Morgan floated in the air completely clueless to what was going on but his eye's never left the scene.

The king stood up and He pointed at another one of the forty but this time it was a woman and he spoke. "Marquise Lanticcia Take your delegates home and The Rest of you do the same" Upon the hearing the name morgan's eye's darted to the head of the woman the king pointed to and a shock came over him.

Why is Goddess Lanticcia here" He asked himself but before he could figure out his thoughts the king spoke again.

"I will not Lose my Kingdom to No one Not even a Calamity" And as he shouted that a Roar of green flames barreled out of him forcing a ton of pressure upon the people in the room.

The force holding morgan's body pulled him backward and shot him out the building, the boy curled himself as if he was about to get hit but as he opened his eyes once again, a Different scene played out before him.

"My KING I BEG THY" a voice shouted out and as morgan looked down his sight land on the now severely aged man from before that was sitting on the throne. Silver White and Grey hair flowed down his head, A deathly aura lingered off his body and black vines wrapped around his whole body.

There he sat his hands gripping the handles of his throne and staring at the pleading men before him. "Duke Nadie, Listen to me my old friend, this is a war that I can not choose myself over the people of my kingdom" As he said that his fingers gripped tight and he looked out,

"If cultivating the black calamity in hopes to combat the outward devastation than as the Emperor this is the only duty that concerns me, Go back home my friend, and look after your lands the Destin times are near.

Nadie Stood up and with tears streaming down his face he brought his right hand to a fist and forced a salute looking dead in the eye's of his king and with few words he spoke: "I Duke Nadie Rawwick General Of Emperor Elevenon, I swear upon my oath and my Love that I will do everything in my power to make your lands safe".

Elevenon gave a short smile and wave Nadie away the medium build general turned and began walking out the door. Morgan looked on and a revaluation struck him and he put it together if the goddess was here then that means the General down there must be the God Nadie but the part he still didn't understand was who was the man on the throne and what was this calamity.

The force pulled him out but this time the scene didn't change on the other side of the door that Nadie had just walked out stood four others, the goddess Lanticcia, and Nadie eyeing each other while the three others tried separating them.

"ENOUGH!!, He won't stop and there nothing you and I can do about it"Nadie shouted

"But"Lanticcia try saying but Nadie just shook his head and spoke again, "All of us must go home and protect what's precious to us otherwise we will lose it. All five heads dropped and no one lifted it.

The force began pulling morgan away but this time he was being pulled upward to the sky and he began screaming seeing how high he was going.