THE PATH OF DARKNESS

the room was cold and completely black with voices that sounded familliar but un
recognizable. they all sounded like spirits, ghost even. they wailed thier cease
less stream of unconnected words for what felt like hours maybe even days. until
a pair of blue gleaming eyes of light appeared looking down on the poor boy. sh
edding light on his willowy frame, chained to the floor with frozen steel by his
ankles and hands. "awaken child" the voice said in a dark ghostly tone reminisc
ent of a great beast. "the path ahead will tear you apart, body and soul until y
ou reach the Cross of Sivdur" the calm beastly ghost continued "remember darknes
s is your friend, light your deciever, peace your enemy" the voice spoke as the
boys chains evaporated into shadowy mist. the boy picked himself up slowly and w
eakly, stil disoreinted and weakened from the blue light. the voice continued sa
ying "you will find no comfort here, remember that" before laying silent as the
boy walked towards a stone door raising upward revealing a blinding bloom of lig
ht and the sound of other people's voices outside.
the sky was bright and blue with various nimbus clouds dotting the sky. the many
pine trees surrounding the barrow with no clear path in sight. all around the b
oy were other people that were of his age. about seven in total. the willowy tee
nager looked up towards the sky to see three suns, one red, one white, and one b
lack. at least he thought they were suns. then a hand tapped his shoulder follow
ed by "did you come out of there too?" a good natured voice said from behind. th
e boy turned to see a smiling brown skinned teenager with no hair, blue eyes, an
d a eagle-like face patiently awaiting his answer. the boy paused for a second,
unsure how to speak as he visibly struggled to speak before finally quietly sayi
ng "yes". "really?, we all woke up from this mound thingy." the brown man said l
ooking at the oveergrown barrow. the willowy teenagers brain hurt a tiny bit aft
er he said that. "oh!, where are my manners? my name is Sark Macamon, nice to me
et you" he said apologetically. "yours?" he inquired with a curious expression.
"I...my name..I dont know, i don't think I have one" the boy answered. "no one i
s born without a name" a loud voice piped in from behind sark. the boy looked pa
st sark to see a very pale stoic figure with deep red dreads that went just past
his shoulder and orange eyes staring directly at him "the names Erik Corvo" eri
k said with little to no expression on his face as he walked past sark and up to
the willowy teenager. "you must have a name so what is it?" erik in an authorit
ive stoic tone. the willowy teenagers crimson pupiless eyes lit up in a narrow e
yed glare the piereced thorugh his abyss black hair as he pulled it back reveali
ng a smooth wolfish face and pointed ears. erik took a step back, breaking his s
toic expression for a second. "i don't have a name as far as i know" the willowy
teenager said answered glaring. "okay then how about 'arnor', it simple, only h
as 2 syllables as well as sounding decent, is that okay for a name?" erik said m
aintaining his stoic emotionless expression. "sure, whatever" Arnor sighed. "who
are the rest of you guys?" the first one to speak was a pale freckled girl wit
h long blonde hair and green eyes "Lisa Acari, i shouldn't have to introduce mys
elf" she scoffed. then another pale skinned girl with green hair bound in a pony
tail and glasses over black to brownish eyes interrupts her "that's rude for an
introduction don't you think? how about you watch it" as she hit lisa in the hea
d with a stick that with runes that Arnor could read saying 'Eproger'. "ow! you
bitch!" Lisa complained. "now let me show how it's done, i am Cora Tabethos, a p
leasure to meet you" cora finished with a bow. "see?! that how you do it Lisa" C
ora scolded "you think that's a bit much Cora?" a light voice countered as a tal
l boy with pointed ears and yellow eyes came from behind her from atop a nearby
tree branch "no i dont, why would you care tavin?" she said glaring at the green
haired boy "after all don't your kind hate us humans?" she mockingly remarked.
tavin's tanned face grew wild with some fanged teeth showing. "i do not share th
e same stupid view as the rest of my kind, you generalized nerd!" tavin cursed.
"enough you two we can't be bickering like this- where is mary?" sark interject
ed "now that you mention it where is mary?, i haven't seen her at all" erik adde
d. arnor felt someone was behind him and hit it with an elbow, hearing a resound

ing smack sound before having his legs kicked out from under him and his face me
eting the cold hard ground. arnor couldn't hear anything and he felt his arm be
ing held behind his back rather forcefully 'dammit i can't move!' arnor thought
to himself as a girl with white hair in a braid and purple eyes caught his.