Chapter 6
Discovering The Hidden
Khloe's home
Basement
Khloe made her way down to her basement where Maria, Pete and I were.
"I dozed them off!" She informed, rubbing her hands on the top of the silver handrails as she bounced down the stairs making her brunette hair swing forward. She didn't seem so cheerful after all.
"Khloe," I called.
"A....Are we going to talk about wha...what happened...back there?!" I stammered, trying to detail a bit with my hands which of course didn't make any progress in my speech.
"There is nothing to talk about, I realised I am a siphoner, I siphoned your powers, and now it's developing." She grinned ironically. "That's all, you see, nothing to talk about." She added before she slammed her palm on her jean. Maria and Pete looked away with obvious mifset of not interfering.
"So, why a
Opening Scene ;Sight catches a glimpse of Azazel in the desert where he was raised from the forever burning inferno, by the hands of the beholder of the spark, John. Repeatedly chanting words which were inexplicit to the ears. The desert sand rose, forming a desert storm. The skies darkened and it was seen and heard, seven lightening struck in the misty, dark and heavy clouds. Four horses were seen galloping across the heavy clouds as their hoofs spark fire upon the empty air. None had a rider. One was red, and it had on its body parts, signs that if they were put together, they meant famine. And the second horse was black, and in its eyes, it had the definition of plague, suffering and envy. And the sky made way for the third as it hit its hoof and neighed, raising its front legs up before setting fire as it rode down to the earth. The pale look in the pale horses' eyes called out death. And lastly, a white horse with a glorious rider, bright and he was war.Fire suddenly was raised
CHAPTER 8Running From The Unknown14 Days Later.Things get really tense after the voices Khloe heard and the confusing information Maria's mother shared over the last few weeks.Almost three weeks and still no sight of Ozais. At least not yet. And same has been with the Horsemen which Azazel raised. Everything might look calm, but trust Fate, if something goes too smooth, their is a really rough edge coming.Night,Eregdrix.The darkness overwhelmed the city of gold as it turned out to be the depths of night. At most corners of the realm, there were bright lights fashioning there rays and at a few, and the rest, darkness fell upon. The Palace wasn't excluded.The sound of a ball bouncing and hitting a surface attracted a creature which sight saw through. Through its eyes, the edges were rough and shaggy. It made no sound, rather it liste
CHAPTER 9What Azazel Brings"9PM" Khloe's mobile device spelled out as soon as she pressed the power button. She stood by the street, beside a restaurant that was engulfed with light internally. The glassy windows exposed the internal features of the restaurant. Unused chair fitted into the tables perfectly. Tables arranged neatly, dressed like souvenirs, food servers and attendants, dressed neatly. Although she made eye contact with an unusual figure. His eyes were as red as they could possibly be, his face, crooked like, hands...pale. Maybe it was just her ephialtes. Khloe quickly blinked and looked away from the attendant. Taking a glimpse back at him, she saw everything was normal. The strangest of all was that face was the one that made the call across the street before she arrived here.Her brows slowly knitted together as she took a closer look, trying to observe more about the restaurant. It wasn't so long before
CHAPTER 10The BattleVenezuela,Caracas.Gateway To Eregdrix.Continuation From The Previous ChapterThe Blade is Referred To As "Him", having no specific name yet.His breathe summoned what only a demon can control, His mind channeled the deadly embodiments of hell, his life force brought them to him and his flesh and power led them to destroy what their prince has brought upon the earth, with the order "Destroy Evil With Evil!"Light fadesHis closed eyes gazed upon the heavens as he took his breath in and out. His lips smooth and fresh, his hair like a baby, the skin of his palm soft and the flares emitting from his body, were the flares that called the hounds. He stretched forth his hand and a with ease, the way parted for him. The hounds were accumulating, getting in their pack, using the shortest cuts of streets. Jumping over
Chapter 11An Untold History Of The ProphecyPresent Date,Marvava.The lights of an unfamiliar nature rolls over the sky, circumferentially meeting with the clouds as the rays of sunlight hit the wet hair on the wet sand of the shore of what seemed to be an empty beach. Rocks and rocks and rocks, sleeping by the side of the river as it moved in and out, washing the rocks and leaving behind an extra shine of smoothness.The eyes twinkled as the forehead crumbled up. The glare and warmth of the half beaming light in addition to bold voices coming from the east side of the shore woke Khloe up from the presumed death.Her throat, grasping for the removal of what it held, her mouth, moving, her face, drowned in disgust and discomfort. Khloe turned over with her right hand, stamped on the floor. She gushed out the water that filled her mouth before her head tilted to the vague vo
Chapter 12A Tale Of Destiny"Do not Move!" A loud voice echoed."Put your hands in the air!" One of the guards as he walked towards Khloe and Steven with more guards lined up behind him. Their heads were covered by normal helmets as it seemed, with scarfs over their necks and heavy body protections."Steven!" Khloe whispered, flicking her eyes from the left over to the right. With her hands up the air, she stood still waiting help."Zitizzz!" A tiny sound put the guards into confusion. Swivelling around, not aware of what made the noise that seemed to be familiar to them, a loud blast raised dust from the ground before the guards and suddenly snipe sounds and bullets flying all around.Steven slowly walked out with a weapon in his hand, strangely created as its looks seemed like a hand canon. Heavy metals as body and surrounding the tip of the weapon.
CHAPTER 13The Arrival Of SethGod Of The Pharaohs1994Continuation from Steven's Tale of the PastClutching her gown with paramount grip, Steven's wife had her son, John, in a basket. Tears flowing effortlessly down her cheeks, her feet running speedily, her hopes lost, but for what reason?Seen again before stacks of well aged brown mountains with a number of them flourishing. "Arak!" She yelled at great request. Her calls got instantly by the appearance of Arak behind her."Hilda!" He spoke up, clothed in a mediaeval hooded garment which the breeze blew in its direction of interest."Steven isn't back!" "His killer sent a note." "What ever it was, it is coming for John!" "Please!" "I need to keep him safe!" She cried at the toes of Arak."Choices are regrettable actions." "He will grow to be of power, surpassing all
Chapter 14The Arrival Of Seth IIThird Person NarrativeMarvava"Steven, do it now, shut her down!" "I'll siphon the energy from the destruction and spawn a portal." Khloe yelled from a corner where she hid from Maravaritte."I'm not leaving here without you!" Steven whispered, assuring with a frown.There where Steven was, wires, arranged neatly, a huge board of operation and a single red button. A glass before him which he saw everything that went on down. The red button was one which caught the attention of Steven. The large button was engulfed and covered with a glass lid, giving it a display of red shimmer.Taking the lid off, he glared hatred at the button before scene changes to Khloe and MarvaritteWhat fate made so, I undo! Khloe smirked at Marvava before stamina was seen being lost."Noo!"