Please no copying my story.
This is the prologue. I have I have more chapters but I'll put them on later.
This is called Night Wings:
This is the prologue. I have I have more chapters but I'll put them on later.
This is called Night Wings:
PROLOGUE
Bezel grew anxious. He knew his time had come but what he wanted couldn’t be acquired as easily as suspected. He snapped his fingers and a small creature appeared before him. It looked like a small prairie dog. It had very large claws and feet along with a sharp, steel scythe running down its spine.
“We’ve run out of time again, Pyro!”
“I’m sorry master but the wings couldn’t be located on the radar…”
Bezel grabbed the critter by its chest fur.
“Where are they?”
He threw Pyro down to the ground with a thud. But he didn’t answer.
“Where, Pyro, answer me! Answer me or this is the end of your time!”
He didn’t respond.
“I guess you’ll have to suffer the worse then. Farewell.”
He held out his weapon; a large double barreled gun, and shot out massive flames as Pyro disintegrated on contact.
“Send my best…Don’t argue just send them…Immediately!”
The orders were set and ready. After Pyro’s disappearance many wondered what would become of the new, many, warriors. These warriors assisted many of the searchers. Searchers were the royals’ slave’s who would venture many millenniums in search of one specific item. A royal would only have one searcher unless that searcher was killed or never returned for a few many years. The royals wouldn’t be allowed to pick their searchers, either. They’d be matched up by reputation and wanted items. But some royals don’t like their chosen searchers and some searchers don’t like their chosen warriors…
