Wrath of the Goddess

Morissa and I made our way back to the castle. Lucas was dead and someone from Neutral did it. They spoiled our plans!

We went silently through the streets I once roamed freely.

“Jayce, run ahead, I’ll catch up. I’m just feeling a little tired.” Morissa said as she sat on one of the nearby barrels. I looked at her, confused at her request.

“I should stay here, you don’t look well.” I replied. She pointed towards the castle.

“Go. That’s an order,” she commanded. I didn’t want to obey but I had to. As I walked, I looked over my shoulder to make sure she was okay. I knew she didn’t want me to make a fuss over her.

Then, a Light soldier snatched Morissa away. She was too weak to fight back. I raced after her and was surrounded by four or five Light warriors. Two of them grabbed my arms and one of them pressed a cloth against my nose and mouth.

I felt dizzy and sleepy. I fell into the depths of unconsciousness.

“I had to use the whole filth’n cloth to make the boy stop squirming.”

I clenched my eyes shut at the splitting headache I had developed. How long had I been out?

“What did you do to me?” I asked blearily. The two men laughed. From the white of their outfits, I could tell they were from Light.

“It’s none of your filth’n beeswax to know about that, young’n. Just shut up and you’ll not be hurt.” I rubbed my throbbing eyes and my toes curled inside my thick boots.

“Do you think Samantha will know what to do with this rat?” the other asked, I received a hard poke in the forehead which sent stars flying across my eyes.

“She is too kind hearted; we might as well just kill him and be done with it.” The men unsheathed their swords and looked at me with threatening eyes.

“What are you doing?” a voice asked as they jumped.

“Who are you?” one of them demanded. I turned, slowly, so my head didn’t throb as much.

“I’m taking you to Morissa.” Don said as he started to reach for them.

“I don’t think so, tough guy,” the braver of the two said as he stepped up before Don.

“You should.”

“She’s dead,” the cowardly one squeaked in reply. I ignored the excruciating pain in my skull for a moment.

“What do you mean she’s dead?” I snapped.

“She’s not breathing any more; her soul has moved on, I don’t know, do you need more?” They laughed.

I stood. Don took hold of my collar.

“Come on. These donkeys’ asses aren’t worth our time,” he said as he practically dragged me away. The men didn’t protest.

I was silent. My headache had returned and was as malicious as ever. I stumbled and tripped. I wasn’t able to catch myself in time and hit my head against the ground.

“You okay?”

Was I okay? No! Morissa was dead. I could tell by the look in her murderers’ eyes.

My head pain was worsened by ten times and I really wanted to kick something.

“You should get looked at.” I couldn’t keep listening to him or else I would have a murder on my hands.

I lumbered on, hoping that those Light goons weren’t smart enough to go to this Samantha character. She must be the new leader of Light. I guess that now Neutral is the only one with a true leader. I wonder who the new leader for Darkness will be.

“Jayce, hurry, you are to be our new leader,” a trembling person said as she took hold of my shoulders. Don nodded.

Me…. the leader of Darkness? They had to be jesting with me!

“I think there’s some sort of mistake. I can’t be the new leader!” I tried to tell them but they had an awfully strong grip on me.

“You must, Master Jayce. You were to be elected the leader whenever Morissa’s death caught up with her, anyway. She chose you to be her apprentice,” the person said.

I sulked as we walked, a scowl plastered on my face.

“Here he is,” the woman whispered to the gatekeeper who had taken me to Morissa in the first place. He placed his sunglasses on his head and patted his chest.

“Well I’ll be. I never thought I’d see the likes of you in the waking world again,” he said as he swept a clumsy bow.

He took my shoulders and led me to a conference room on the first floor. There were shadowed faces that met my gaze.

“We have been informed of the recent and tragic death of Morissa our former leader. You are to be her successor. We put out trust, loyalty, and any assistance we can provide under you, Master Jayce,” one resounding voice in the middle, said. I nodded.

“You may be young but you have the potential we need.”

“You have the ability.”

“We were also informed that Morissa, before her death, taught you how to tap into your elemental power.”

“Yes.” I answered as I held my head a bit higher. They had faith in me that I would lead them properly. No pressure.

“What is the name of your element?”

“Air,” I