Re: Mini-Grand 5109 [Round 1: The Great Catacombs]
09-18-2011, 08:56 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Solaris.
help us... help us.....
you were chosen... succeed where we fell...
failure... i failed...
only you...
you...
hero
Running.
What else could he do?
The ghosts where overwhelming, all of the sprits of the fallen hero's recognized Aaron as a being who could understand them, who heard them, and ultimately... who could be used by them. The spirits flocked to the boy, asking him to avenge them and to go forward in their name, to go on and tell the story of them and not any others.
It was overwhelming him.
Aaron clenched his teeth and held his bat closer to his head, blindly running through the catacombs, far far away from the ghosts and ghouls assaulting him.
He ducked into a split path, not stopping for a second, his weak and frail body only powered by fear.
This same fear would make him stop.
The corridor ended and he saw a large ornate room, gold on each wall. And in the center of the room was a gem encrusted goblet of <font color="#FF0000">fire.
"What do I do," he asked no one who was there.
...
And he did nothing.
He only stared at the burning flame.
His eyes did not move from the goblet as a pair of white eyes flicked into sight, he stood motionless as an orange claw lifted out of the golden cup, he did nothing as the flame elemental rose above its fiery home.
There was silence.
"Yes... I will."
With only the words a bat to go on, Aaron leaped forward into the flames.</font>
help us... help us.....
you were chosen... succeed where we fell...
failure... i failed...
only you...
you...
hero
Running.
What else could he do?
The ghosts where overwhelming, all of the sprits of the fallen hero's recognized Aaron as a being who could understand them, who heard them, and ultimately... who could be used by them. The spirits flocked to the boy, asking him to avenge them and to go forward in their name, to go on and tell the story of them and not any others.
It was overwhelming him.
Aaron clenched his teeth and held his bat closer to his head, blindly running through the catacombs, far far away from the ghosts and ghouls assaulting him.
He ducked into a split path, not stopping for a second, his weak and frail body only powered by fear.
This same fear would make him stop.
The corridor ended and he saw a large ornate room, gold on each wall. And in the center of the room was a gem encrusted goblet of <font color="#FF0000">fire.
"What do I do," he asked no one who was there.
...
And he did nothing.
He only stared at the burning flame.
His eyes did not move from the goblet as a pair of white eyes flicked into sight, he stood motionless as an orange claw lifted out of the golden cup, he did nothing as the flame elemental rose above its fiery home.
There was silence.
"Yes... I will."
With only the words a bat to go on, Aaron leaped forward into the flames.</font>