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By Zach
The Darkness
All…Hope…?
Prologue
Chapter 1
A Light in the Eternal Darkness
After packing the few rations you could bring you said
your goodbyes and farewells. Walking to the exit you
notice everyone waving at you as you finally leave.
The cold air washes over you as you turn to close the
door but see that the people who were waving at you are
now gone. Fortunately, the council let you take a couple
of extra things such as a flashlight, headlight, and extra
batteries. Walking around reminds you of that one time
but…you told yourself you’d think about it again on
purpose. Leaving the place fully you turn on your
headlight and finally leave the place. The empty fields
remind you that they’re not always empty, remembering
the stories from those who have ventured out, “Be
careful if you’re ever chosen to go out there, 'cause if
you do, watch out for empty fields like the one we’re
under now. You may not see them but there are
Shadows.”. Slowly traversing the field you try to be as
quiet as you can but unfortunately, you step on a piece of
glass. Why is there a piece of glass out here? You think to
yourself. However, as you look forward you see a lantern
thrown on the ground…with blood on it? You would soon
figure out why there is as you see a figure with four arms
begin to stand up.
Frozen in fear you don’t move and quickly turn off your
headlight. However, you shake it off and slowly unsheathe
your blade. Getting into your stance put the blade tip on
the ground and keep your left hand close to the hilt.
Quickly turning the blade so that the sharp edge is facing
the left side and quickly turn it and slash the Shadow. It
notices you immediately and swings two of its arms at
you but you quickly evade. Passing forward and readying
yourself you perform a mezzano by slashing across its
chest. It steps back and recedes into the shadows, as it
does you turn on your headlight to reveal its location.
Angling your head down on the empty field you dart your
head around waiting for it to leave its light-up shadow.
Eventually, it jumps out again and swings at you managing
to scrap a little skin off but nothing fatal. However, just
because natural selection choose wild animals to evolve
didn’t mean humans didn’t evolve. The main reason they
choose swords was that they learned they weren’t
completely left in the dark. Stepping back a bit you
prepare yourself. Closing your eyes, and trusting
yourself, you put your trust in your blade. Opening your
eyes, your blade glows with a black energy. You were
born with a special power, you don’t know how or why but
you’re different than others. You can summon the power
of the Darkness. You strike the Shadow and the energy
courses through it causing it to dissipate. After twirling
the blade once more in your hand you slide it back into its
sheathe. You sigh in relief. You continue, walking away
from where the Shadow once fought you. Seeing a road
cutting through the field, you know to follow it, as it leads
to the city.