New Wetherden: Part 1

Kael slowly opened his eyes and saw the guards pointing their swords at Blick. Blick waved his hand and their swords turned to sticks. Their armor turned to dust and scattered on the floor. Fear overtook the guards. Blick walked forward and they began to cower and knelt before him.

"Blick, my son, what's going on? What happened to your eye?" Kael asked.

"I am not your son, and you are not the king... I am." Blick said, walking towards him.

He held out his hand and a sword materialized out of the air. He pointed it at his father. Kael's eyes widened as he stared at his son in shock and confusion. Blick lifted his sword and swung it through his father's neck. The head rolled on the floor and the blood splattered everywhere. The sound of clapping echoed through the hall. Footsteps approached Blick. He turned around and saw a man in a trench coat and a fedora. The man had red eyes.

[Author's note: the single mark means it is not spoken out loud ('example'). The double marks mean it is spoken out loud ("example"). Zorn and Blick can speak to each other through the mind/thoughts.]

'Oh shit.' Zorn said.

'What?' Blick asked.

'That is a demi-god.' Zorn pointed out.

'We'll be fine.' Blick reassured.

"Who are you?" Blick asked.

"Name's Felix. Son of Kayotic. I have come to kill all Yeals." Felix said.

"I won't let you do that." Blick said, turning to face him.

'Let me take over for this fight.' Zorn said.

'Sure.' Blick accepted.

Blick's eye began to glow brightly. Felix took off his hat and jacket. He had a sword holstered and he grabbed the handle. It made a satisfying noise as he pulled it out. He started grinning and he got in a stance.

"Let's begin." Zorn said.

"Your name?" Felix asked.

"Oh, it's complicated. I am Zorn Sverok and the other soul is Blick Yeal." Zorn said.

"A Binding Vow?" Felix asked.

"Yeah." Zorn said.

"I'm ready, Zorn Sverok." Felix said.

Felix lunged forward and began to swing his sword wildly with incredible accuracy. Zorn parried and dodged with a slight struggle. Felix was fast and strong. He kicked Felix in the chest, and he went flying across the room. He landed on his feet and rolled onto his back. He quickly got up and wiped the dirt off his pants. He sprinted towards Zorn and raised his sword. Zorn used his magic and distorted the room. The hard ground became soft and hard to run on. Felix used his off hand and snapped his fingers, reversing the mess. Zorn was shocked and became scared. Felix's smile grew as he closed the gap between them. He sliced Zorn's arm and kicked him in the stomach, causing him to cough up blood. Felix was about to swing his sword at his neck but was interrupted by birds that appeared out of nowhere. Felix used incredibly strong Gravity Energy and smashed them into the ground. Zorn used this time to attack. He rushed him and managed to slash his cheek. Blood slowly dripped down for a second, until the wound fully healed.

'This guy's on Krimson's level!' Zorn shouted.

'You said you were way above him!' Blick responded.

'I lied!' Zorn admitted.

'What?!?!' Blick shouted.

"You are a strong opponent, Felix. It's about time I take you seriously." Zorn said.

"Then I will do the same, Zorn." Felix said.

'Shit.' Zorn said.

The earth began to shake as Felix clasped his hands together. Zorn created three copies of himself and ran towards him. Felix stomped his foot on the ground and the wall behind him began to crack. He spun around and punched the wall, causing it to collapse and trap one of Zorn's copies and it turned into ash. The two remaining copies froze in shock as Felix grabbed them by the necks and lifted them up. He crushed their windpipes and they too turned to ash. Zorn crossed his pointer finger and middle finger on both hands and put his arms out. His hands began to glow a bright blue and Felix felt a massive amount of heat from it. Zorn then moved his hands together and created a giant ball of Fire Energy. He launched it towards Felix, and it exploded, causing a huge cloud of smoke.

When the smoke cleared, Felix was barely injured. He had burn marks on his clothes, but he was unharmed. Zorn stared at him in disbelief. Felix quickly sprinted towards him and kicked him in the face, sending him flying back. Before he hit the wall, Felix used Gravity Energy and forced him into the wall even harder. The stone wall collapsed upon impact. Zorn struggled to stand. Felix casually walked towards him.

"Okay, that hurt." Zorn said.

Zorn slowly raised his hands above his head and when his fingers touched, a bright red light pierced the hall. Felix stopped walking and stared at the light. Suddenly, a wall of blue fire surrounded them. With this overwhelming intensity, Zorn's sword was imbued with the flames. The ray of red light distracted Felix for only a second, but a second was all he needed. Zorn stabbed his sword into his abdomen and twisted it. Felix's eyes widened in pain as Zorn ripped the sword out and caused a fatal wound.

Zorn used his magic and created a shackle around his neck and hands. Felix stood up and tried to break it, but it wouldn't bust. Blood and guts spilled out of his body as he was being bound to the wall. Felix started laughing.

"With this pain I summon thee... ALMIGHTY!" Felix shouted.

The ground shook and crumbled beneath their feet. A monster crawled out of the ground and attacked Zorn with its claws. Felix struggled to break free, but while Zorn was distracted, his magic weakened, and the chains became brittle. Felix held out his hand and absorbed the life force of the creature. His body was completely healed, and the beast looked like a raisin. With unmatched speed, Felix lunged at Zorn. His sword impaled him through the chest, and he kicked Zorn across the room.

"This *cough* was fun... but I need to run." Zorn said.

"Coward!" Felix shouted as he ran at him.

'I'm sorry Blick. I sense the presence of Johan. Do not worry, he will save this place.' Zorn said.

Before Felix could reach him, Zorn vanished into the shadows and fled. Felix stood alone in the hall, as he reached for his hat, the door swung open. A single man entered. His wavy silver hair was brushed by the wind. His hand on the pommel of his sword. Felix turned to face him and his eyes widened as he realized who just walked in.