“Sir!” A man with dirty grey wings saluted a man surrounded in shadows.
“What’s your report, Xerxes?” The mysterious man asked.
“Reconnaissance states that a power has been activated in the Northern America,” The soldier said.
“Does reconnaissance know which power was awakened? Any other details they would like me to be aware of?” The man asked. He slowly turned around but was still surrounded by the darkness.
“Sir, our reconnaissance team has actually witnessed the awakening of the Water Auron. This young boy has just realized his abilities but not his potential.”
“Where is he, Xerxes?!” The man raged. Only visible now, 4 large wings unfurled from the man’s back. An elegant spear of cool platinum materialized into his hand out of thin air.
“H-h-he ran away before w-we could c-capture him, Sir,” Xerxes slowly backed up. His Master was an unpredictable man with a violent history as well as a legendary battle master and tactician.
“And I assume that reconnaissance just let him go? They didn’t put up a fight to a child with no control over his powers?” The man spun around and hurled his spear into the air. A pigeon was fling through the air. It never even saw the spear cut through the air and strike right through its heart and engulf it in silvery flames. The bird fell to the earth and both the flames and spear disappeared.
“Tell reconnaissance that I’ll have their heads if they don’t bring back the boy to me,” The man said slowly and calmly. The mortified soldier scurried away.
 Erebus Haze · Sat May 26, 2007 @ 10:49pm · 7 Comments |
