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This is a story that someone wrote. Sadly, it will never be published. I think it is a masterpiece, and I hope anyone who reads it likes it as well. Here it is, in it's full length. Oh and by the way, it never was received a title. Madness fan3 4 5 37 22:16, May 4, 2012 (UTC)

Prologue Edit

In every society there’s a required amount of light and dark. There’s nothing you can do to change the occurrings of either side. Though, every once in a while one of the forces attempts to break the balance of lady justice. Have you ever wondered if you could kill Hitler and the world would be better? The answer is no. By this meaning, there’d be someone equally or more bad who would replace him. Thus, making the scale stay the same. Mind you this does not mean that he tipped the scales towards the dark side, it simply means that both are required and will outweigh each other eventually but equal out afterwards. Certain actions from humans and other species can permanently change the tide of this scale though by meddling with gifts that they have long abused.

Near the dawn of early civilization in Algeria, there lied a usual human. Over consuming, lazy, and ignorant. So painfully closed minded and oblivious to the powers around them. This human woke up like all the others and some ungodly hour and began their monotonous, useless and worthless day only to further their monotonous, useless and worthless existence. This humans name was Alexander. Alexander arose from his chamber and climbed off his lumpy excuse for bed. He had a severe ache from all the prodding and poking his rough, short bed did to his back. Not to mention the cramps in his knees from having to curl up like a ball of yarn so he didn’t over extend himself off the tiny bed.

Alexander gazed out the window as the blistering heat of the Algerian sun beat down on him like an unrelenting force. He cleansed the sweat from his brow with a quick wipe and tossed on some dirty human rags, he then proceeded to march out into town. He was on his way to the old mineral mine near the edge of town. The foreman had just discovered a whole new tunnel system that he was dying to have everyone else discover what was in it. As Alexander trotted through the town past tall buildings, miniscule buildings and even buildings that were embraced by the soil that kept them alive. The one building that stood out most to Alexander though, was one that you would pass along the way like any other. A short stumpy and not even very wide house that was created solely of solidified mud.

The only reason this building was of any significance to Alexander was because of Daniel. His blond haired and blue eyed companion since birth. They’d always been very close even from when their parents passed away from rogue camels that had left them in the middle of nowhere. They had never found the bodies but for kids their age. They were realistic. None of that seemed to phase them at all now. They were grown up. To Daniel it seemed like only yesterday that Alexander still had his short brown hair but instead he traded it for a bald scalp.

Chapter 1 Edit

Daniel emerged from his home and greeted Alexander with great joy. “Good to see you!” Exclaimed Daniel as he marched up and gave Alexander a great bear hug. “Shall we be off then? We have lots of work to do” Suggested Daniel. “Indeed” Replied Alexander in the monotone voice he always seemed to carry. The pair started towards the mine and it was almost mid-day and by the time they arrived at their destination. The mine dug into the earth about 500 meters. It expanded heavily on all sides but most of the tunnels had been dried out. To the left of the mine under a small green tent was the foreman handing out gear. Small, dented and rusty iron picks and a handful of torches. They quickly got in line and grabbed their supplies. They began to descend into the mines. The new corridors they had discovered were at the lowest point of the mine. They had a lot of digging to do and they doubted they’d see day light until sometime tomorrow.

They began to descend the stairwell that led to the new level down below. The walls were sharp from the rough and poorly mined out job from picks. Certain slivers would often prick or slice the skin of miners on their descent. They also had to be wary of the very easy threat of tripping and tumbling down every step. As they reached about the 100th meter, all natural light faded. Daniel picked out the torch and lit it with a match. It illuminated the hallway. There was nothing but rocks. What a surprise. They marched onward for several minutes until they finally encountered several nameless faces below. All heaving there picks viciously against the stone. Bits of dirt and stone were being launched recklessly all over the room. Daniel and Alexander began their redundant jobs.

Raise the pick. Drop it. Raise the pick. Drop it. Rinse and repeat. Day in, day out. The same patterns. The clunk of stone often burrowed into Alexander’s mind and he heard it whenever pure, unadulterated silence fell upon him. The tinks and clanks. He was restless, a lost or broken soul if you will. Lord knows he’s bitter enough. Despite all that though, Daniel who is quite the optimist has stuck with him. As for why, no one can really tell. Not that much attention is paid to those two anyway. As the day dragged on and the torches burned dim, people began to pack up and go home. The foreman threatened to fire but everyone knew he didn’t have enough workers to fire that many people. In the end Daniel and Alexander and a few other miners stayed behind to kiss the boss’s ass.

As they slaved to the grind the noises of their picks smacking stone changed to a more metallic clank. They quickly brushed all the rocks off and took a gaze at the wonder. A door that stood 20 feet long and tall covered their view. It was a silver/grey color to it and it was encrusted with ornate gold shapes that resembled small spherical objects. “By the gods” Gasped one of the workers, breaking the silence that had been cast over the room. The words had been sucked out of them from shear awe. Alexander reached out and caressed his fingers against the ornate gold piece, rubbing it back and forth. A hunger filled his eyes. He wanted to know what was behind this. How they would get in but at the same time he wanted to preserve this beauty. After further examination Alexander discovered a long crease that spread throughout the entire middle of the wall from top to bottom. “It’s some sort of door” mumbled Alexander. “We’ll figure it out tomorrow Alex, let’s go home.” Suggested Daniel.

Alexander had trouble sleeping and in a sudden annoyance sat upright in his bed. Pondering about what secrets could be burrowed behind that wall. Who knows what could have been before the existence of humans. Such miserable and puny things. The thing before would have to be weaker wouldn’t it? Or would it be better and civilization was getting more diluted as it went on? These question haunted Alexander’s mind right through to daylight to which he was eager to get out of his bed and go to work for the first time in several years.

Chapter 2 Edit

Daniel arose from his chambers and dressed in the same rags he wore yesterday. They were still soggy from the sweat and the grime and dirt still coated his skin. It was late morning when Daniel left his house. He arrived at the mine only to discover that Alexander had awoke 3 hours previous to him and was already working on prying open that door. Daniel rushed down the steep steps and found that they were using man power to pry open the door from the crease that stretched down the middle. Needless to say things weren’t going well.

After several fruitless attempts Alexander stepped forwards and examined all the ornate bits of orb. There were several different sizes but they all had the same general shape. The only inconsistency was the marking inside the orbs. Some resembled animals or landscapes, others were just impossible to make out. One of them stood out to Alexander. In the middle was a small shape that resembled a flat hand. He pressed in on the shape with his hand and stood back

The walls just instantly began to separate. They shielded their eyes from the sudden light that flooded the room. One of the miners rushed into the room and they all followed suit. Inside they did not find riches or anything like that. Which was to the discontent of most people there but to Alexander he knew. He could understand. Whoever had made such beauty and whoever could craft such marvels had no means for things so trivial.

Inside the door was a long hallway that stretched about 50 meters. The walls were coated with all sorts of designs and strange markings that resembled some sort of language. The things on the walls were things that you hear around camp fires. Fire being lit by the rain, miracles and wonders. Immense powers that were near indescribable. Gods and Goddesses, servant and master. Some of the gods and goddesses looked so peculiar. One was a large scorpion like figure who appeared to be flying but represented himself with the head of an ant. Another a formless mound with an arm like appendage. More were ones with spikey globular mass with a myriad of eyes. 100’s of these flooded the walls as they continued down the corridor.

They realised that though there was no light source to be seen at least, the room was never dark. In fact it was brighter than the sunlight itself. As they neared the end of the corridor they saw it expanded into a large room with overhanging eaves. On one side was them and the other was a gigantic podium that stretched into the skies with a pillar of stairs rising up behind it. On top was a shining sphere of light which they could not for the lives of them make an assumption on what it could be.

The room glittered and sparkled from the metallic yet foreign and super-natural materials in which this whole chamber was created. One of the miners rushed out to the podium. The room began to shine blue and after the flash there was gut wrenching pop which spewed the man all over the walls. The shine was dimming from the aftermath and everyone recoiled a few step to figure out what they would do from there. Some members were picking pits of guts out of their hair while others began to vomit and dry heave in the corners. Alexander didn’t even seem bothered by the recent tragedy and just began to analyze the floor. Daniel didn’t like this new Alexander but the more he thought it about the more he realised that this is the real Alexander. He just never had a chance to express this real him before now. “Perhaps we should just turn back Alex.” Whispered Daniel, trying to hide the fear but wonder in his voice. “No.” Replied Alexander harshly. “We’ve come too far now. We’re close. I can almost taste the glory.” He gave Daniel a cold stare and proceeded to examine the floors

After several minutes Alexander finally arose. There were pressure pads coating the floor. You would have to watch your step and make your way across the room. The tiles blended in rather well with the silver flooring for they were white. It was with great force and eye strain that anyone could notice the plates.

They began their trek across this room. Alexander in front followed by Daniel and then the foreman and then company. As they neared the final stretch some of the company began to quicken the pace. Alexander was having none of this and he deliberately sabotaged them. As they pulled up beside him or in front of him he would toss them aside and they would be condemned to some awful fate.

Alexander was obviously the first to reach the podium. They hopped up the steps and tip-toed towards the glowing object. It emitted so much light, it was difficult to get near without scrunching your eyes shut. On the podium stood the spherical shape that was on the ornate pieces before they entered. “Alex, please think this through. These are obviously forces we know nothing about. Perhaps we shouldn’t go meddling in these affairs.” Suggested Daniel. “Shut up! You’re being weak! Man up Daniel! Why do I always have to be the realistic one? When our parents went out and died! I knew it but you had to deny it! Now shut up and let the real man take care of this” Retorted Alexander. Extreme depression and a pain from his best friend talking down on him like that had burrowed into Daniel. He was angry, spiteful and he felt lied to and cheated. Alexander lurched forward and grasped the orb in his hands. His tiny human hands. His unworthy human hands. His hands. A loud roar reverberated throughout the whole room. It shook and the ground trembled. It appeared as if the whole place would collapse.

Chapter 3 Edit

At the bottom of R’Yleh he awakes. He rises from his slumber that he was cursed to for thousands of millennia. He arises and is filled with joy, something solemnly found in him only to notice that his most prized possession has been destroyed.

Chapter 4 Edit

Just before their eyes a small vortex faded in and out while on the other side they made out the blurry image of splashing water and a tall being who didn’t look the least bit pleased with the occurrings that had taken place here today. It reached for the vortex but it repelled it and it eventually closed.

Daniel gazed over at Alexander who was staring intently into the orb. Images flashed across his mind. Images of such cosmic horrors. Everything in the corridor put into reality. It was always reality. All of it was. Now Alexander was able to realize that. His mind has been opened after being sheltered by human standards for so long. The shackles have been removed and his new ability to correlate all of this knowledge drove him to near insanity. He broke down into mumbling but the orb withdrew itself from his pitiful excuse for a mind and Alexander arose. A new perspective has been put in place for him. The perspective of pure and raw, unsaturated reality that was all around him the whole time and he was ready to use it to his advantage.

Chapter 5 Edit

The surviving party climbed out of the mines and began to argue what they would do with the orb. “It’s my mine, I say I should be da one getting’ it” Said the Foreman. Silence was cast amongst the bunch. Alexander was the first to break this. “Don’t be a fool. I am the one who received this gift. I did most of the work!” Exclaimed Alexander and it was clear that this would go down a very poor route. As they bickered back and forth for several minutes, the sun slid away behind the grounds of the earth. Night crept into the world and the other miners embarked on their journey home. Alexander, Daniel and the Foreman were the only ones left. “I own everything that comes out of this mine!!” Cried the Foreman but suddenly a wave of light had erupted from the orb and then it disappeared just as quickly as it had come. “You’re right Alexander, you work so hard. Take the orb, you deserve it.” Said the Foreman. Alexander, who himself looked so taken aback from the sudden changed of heat, quickly spun around and rushed home, Daniel followed.

They passed through the market streets as the last of the sellers were getting all of their goods together for safety. They took down their vibrant green and red tents and waddled home. The dark of the night cast a dark blue light over the street, it was still very difficult for Daniel to see. He stumbled and tripped several times making his way down the rough sandy streets.

As he approached Alexander’s house, he could hear whispering on the other side. He peered through the window and saw Alexander hunched over, tightly clenching the orb. Alexander gently placed it down on the side of the bed and went to sleep. Daniel, for the first time got a good look at the orb. It was a massive white orb. It looked extremely heavy and Daniel had no clue how someone like Alexander could carry that around. It was a pale white that shone. It didn’t seem evil. It didn’t seem so pure either though. It was no doubt the true Alexander that was misconceiving the power he had. Daniel sulked back home because his friend since childhood has left him in an instant for an object he knew nothing about.

The next morning Daniel awoke to loud cries outside his house. He leaped out of bed and shot his head out the window. A large crowd was herding up around 1 man. Daniel stepped out into the sun and cut through the crowd. He was rewarded with several shoves and jeers as he cut. In the front, on a big perch was of course. Alexander. He stood and spewed a bunch of crap about himself. “People of Algeria! I have come with a gift for all of us! This orb! This one!” Cried Alexander as he pointed his long, bony finger at the white sphere. “I have been given so I can shape this world!” “LIES! All lies! He wasn’t given this, he stole it!” Screamed Daniel as he climbed up on the perch. “He is messing with forces you can’t understand! He doesn’t even understand!” No one was having any of it and they began to chuck stones. They soared through the air and collided with him. He instantly felt the swelling begin and Daniel attempted to escape. The rocks impacted with him and stole the wind from him. They all circled him like sharks and began to attack periodically. When they stopped, Daniel noticed a white line seep from them and into the orb.

Daniel ran off, tears streaming down his face. Later that evening Daniel then crept along the base of Alexander’s house He was on a mission to steal the orb. As Alexander entered his house Daniel knew this was his chance, quickly he threw a rock in hopes to jam the door. By his luck it worked! But Alexander noticed and quickly walked outside to look around. While he was peering around the corner Daniel took his chance and quietly sprinted towards the door and made it in without him noticing. When inside he quickly scrambled for cover but found it impossible for nearly all the furniture was gone! And replace with an elegant, marble shrine that seemed to glisten in an evil essence, despite the heavenly object that was perched on top of it. No, not just a shrine. But something else, something that was beyond his knowledge. Something was wrong here.

At that very thought Alexander walked in. “You!” he almost spit. And immediately began to take the aggressive approach he tackled him. In a feeble attempt to strangle Daniel, a Flash of Light went off in the room and Alexander flew into the wall. Out of surprise and a slight fear Daniel tried to control his raging emotions over what was going on, and asked in a weak fearful voice “What are you doing? What have you beco—“but was quickly cut off by a sudden lunged from Alexander and he appeared to have a knife. “You claim I don’t know what I’m talking about?! It showed ME! It chose ME! It showed me things you’d never be able to comprehend! I have the power to correlate everything we do now!” Screamed Alexander. “Well it’s obviously driven you mad!” Retorted Daniel and out of desperation, Daniel quickly grabbed the orb and threw it—he did not know why but he felt like if he didn’t it would be the end of him. Even though it might already be. It collided with the side of Alexander’s head which delayed him slightly. It cracked into so many pieces it was uncountable. A great crunch and a crackle ran through the room as if corrupted lightning were striking the earth. The same roar from the mines roared out loud and spread over the lands, causing earth quakes and ruptures of the land. Tidal waves flooded other places and the sand blew in large gusts in Algeria. Alexander reached for one of the shard that the orb had split into and it morphed into a purple color. He jabbed it into Daniel’s leg and he howled in pain. The shard slid itself into his body and burrowed in. It continued to crawl up his leg and tearing through flesh until it halted in his chest. The glow appeared through his skin and then it faded. Within an instant the gaping hole in Daniel’s leg sealed itself but the pain didn’t vacate.

The wind howled outside and the sand and dust was flying through the window. It assaulted their eyes and they made feeble attempts to shield themselves from it. It kicked up and tore the roof off of Alexander’s house. Debris crashed on top of them causing several injuries and landing on the shrine. Alexander scrambled to gather up as many of the orb shards as possible. In the sky they saw the familiar vortex and this time a more clear vision on the other side. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque scaly body with rudimentary wings. It spun around and stared at them with its black eyes. Alexander had seen this before when the orb had shown him images. This was his god. After time though it faded, Alexander was holding several bits of orb and purple essence poured from Alexander into the shards which turned them purple. They changed to a dark, evil purple color. The purple was a color of corruption. As this happened another cosmic horror appeared. This time it was a black globular figure that appeared to be nothing more than an oily speck in the darkness. It reached for the corrupt orb pieces as another being showed up. The being was a tall elegant woman who was dressed in very revealing white satin cloth. She was wearing a helmet that stretched down like a beak to her nose and covered her eyes. She also had two clean wings that elongated from her back and she fluttered in air from the same vortex as the black blob. “You have broken the balance” Echoed the voices of the blob and Valkyrie type woman but it was towards the giant water being and not the two humans who were holding an orb that had summoned them to this bland place. “You betrayed us and took the balance and tossed it into the human realm recklessly. For this we banished you. You were never able to get through for we trapped you with your own power. That one orb of light and dark that you made from OUR orbs. The orbs you stole! Now that the orb is broken we need to discuss some way of peace.” “I will never, these humans, these pitiful things that are incapable of comprehending anything have disturbed my orb. They broke it! I am coming to Realm Four to take back my vengeance and hopefully teach them not to waste the gifts I leave. Then I’m coming for you” Cried the other monster with a kind of sloshy voice like he had water swished around in his mouth. “The humans need not you to supply water Cuthulhu.” Replied the Valkyrie. After gazing down at the humans they realised that they could be seen and heard by them. Daniel and Alexander attempted to correlate all that they had just seen and then they lost their sanity. They mumbled and rolled around on the floor, shaking and jerking their heads around everywhere.

Chapter 6 Edit

Alexander landed with a large splash that engulfed him into a never ending sea. He gasped for air and struggled to bring himself up. There was no shore line to swim to and the vicious navy blue waves beat at Alexander, constantly trying to bring him under. He grew tired and his arms and legs became lead weights that dragged him down to the bottom, but much to Alexander’s surprise he wasn’t losing any breath. As he continued to sink down he entered a black abyss in which nothing was seen but he the strange feeling things saw him. The water chilled ice into his veins as the descent continued. At last he finally scraped the floor of the ocean.

It was dark and he couldn’t see anything except for a small blue light in the distance. It appeared to be some sort of torch ..underwater. Alexander began to approach it and he saw things beneath his feet. Symbols carved into stone. As he looked side to side he saw pillars that jut out from the sand. Whole building submerged in sand and infested with creature of the deep. As he continued towards the light a large rupture occurred behind him. Bursting out from the sand was the large pulpy tentacled head of Cuthulhu.

His height stretched the ocean and more. Even so far below he could hear him bend down as he splashed through the surface of the water to meet with Alexander’s eyes. As he got closer, his size threw the water around and tossed Alexander to the side, causing him to collide with one of the pillars. Alexander gripped the pillar tightly as Cuthulhu got closer. In the water his voice was clear, unlike when he was above. “My orb.” Was all that he stated. Alexander was too mesmerized by the fact that his own God was standing before him that he didn’t even consider and answer the question. “MY ORB!” Screamed Cuthulhu this time. Alexander shook himself of his awe for a moment to answer. “I didn’t break it.. Please my lord….” Whimpered Alexander. “I would never do anything to harm it! I promise you that.” “But you corrupted it with your dirty human ways. Now it’s beyond repair and I’m going back to get it. One problem. No orb is no power for me. They were using my own power to trap me here but now I can leave. It will be a fruitless attempt though since sadly they will be waiting for me. Without their combined strengths I won’t be able to emerge victorious. So you will go. Do whatever you must do but don’t return to me without that orb.” Alexander was sucked away in a cyclone of white water. He twisted and twirled and tried to get out. He didn’t want to leave his master’s side but he knew what had to be done.

Daniel was his best friend, used to be. And Alexander knew there was no time for old memories.

Chapter 7 Edit

Daniel jerked awake and grasped his chest. He felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest. Fear and wonder, awe and curiosity were all that occupied his mind. His head throbbed non-stop and he swore he could feel his heart beating inside his head. As he went to stand up he was overcome by a wave of dizziness and nausea and tumbled backwards and onto the ground. The ground was a blank white platform. It didn’t even appear to be a platform, just a realm of blank nothingness that enveloped all of time and space. It was a vast void that saw no end as far as Daniel could tell. Perhaps that was just to the human eye though. There could be a myriad of things the human mind was incapable of seeing that surrounded them constantly throughout their pitiful existence. The previous instance was proof of that.

As Daniel finally managed to compose himself, voices boomed above. The voices were loud and had no direction of sound. It was like they were coming from nowhere but everywhere. “What do we do with him?” Spoke an angelic voice that must have been the Valkyrie. “ I have no clue…a rupture of orb energy that large and you know she’ll come looking for it.” Replied a deep voice that must have been the globular ball. “We also have to take care of that other human….” Added the blob. Daniel attempted to chime in. “Alexander, why? What’s happened to hi…” “Silence human. Let us think” Demanded the Valkyrie in a way that sounded like a request. Her voice was soothing and gentle but it made you obey whatever she said. She was the pure essence of all things light and good.

“Excuse me though…. I know Alexander. I mean I could help you find him if you want?” Sputtered Daniel. “No Daniel. We cannot let humans interfere in these types of things. The last time we did…..” Answered the Valkyrie with a look of absolute hurt in her eyes. Daniel thought he saw tears. “Anyway, you wouldn’t be able to help us. Cuthulhu is one of the most powerful Gods to ever be. He stole both of our orbs powers and mixed them together. He tried to rule over all of mankind. Water is a precious thing for you mortals and he thought that since he had created water…he was entitled. In a battle that glassed a majority of the planet we trapped him in his own realm using his very orb. He was awakened by the disturbance from its resting place and then you destroying it broke the chains that bound him. He’ll be coming for you Daniel.” Told the Valkyrie. “Our primary focus is to stop Cuthulhu; you are but a secondary objective. A small one at that.” Added the blob.

All of the whiteness evaporated around Daniel. He desperately reached for something to stay there. Though it was empty, it made him feel whole. As a force pulled him away and he tried to grasp the thin air, he flew through the void.

Chapter 8 Edit

He rose in his bed. He was the exact same as he was before the day had started. He got up but he was shot back down by a stabbing feeling in his chest. He gazed down at was mesmerized by the purplish glow that illuminated his entire chest. His chest was pulsing and he felt like it would pop at any second. His leg suddenly buckled and he collapsed. He groveled on the floor, moaning in agony and going blind from the pain. He felt like he was going to vomit. Everything was a blur. He glanced at his leg and the scar from when the orb shard had impaled him. It was corrupted by Alexander’s corrupt soul. It fed off of Daniel, keeping him alive but forcing him to suffer and grow old and weak. He had no need for clothing, food or water. He could feel nothing but pain and loneliness. No one could help him. No one would help him. He lay there on his floor and awaited the day that he would finally pass away.

Chapter 9 Edit

Alexander woke on the dusty, sand covered floor of his home. It was as if nothing had changed, the rocks still covered his once beautiful shrine to Cuthulhu and the roof was still uplifted. Alexander got up and began to walk to the door as a bunch of sharp stalactite like objects slit and protruded his foot. He winced and lifted up his foot to take a look as to what had caused him this dismay. A bunch of small glass fragments had burrowed inside his foot. He returned to his lumpy bed and began to pluck them out one by one. They slid out with great difficulty and they caused much pain. They sliced and tore at the flesh of his foot. Blood oozed out and dripped slowly to the dirty floor below. The blood spread itself out and made a pool that you could splash in. After Alexander finished removing the shards from his foot he began to walk to the door, then realization hit him.

He stared back at the little shards. The shards of the orb he required to help Cuthulhu and save his own miserable life. It was broken, where would he get another? He wondered to himself, and as if on cue a beautiful woman strolled through the marketplace. She had long and silky hair that was as black as the night. She wore a dress made of black satin that stretched down to the ground. It was a shame really, a dress as awe inducing as that deserved better than the dusty grounds of Algeria. The dress spread out near her chest which revealed something that made all the men in Algeria stare. Her skin was very pale and it was obvious that she was not from here. On the back of her dress at her neck area where webbed like shapes that poked out with spheres on the ends. She walked with great pride and elegance.

She approached Alexander’s house and gazed up into the sky as if she could see some form of ripple where the Gods had been bickering. She then lowered her gaze and pierced Alexander’s eyes with her stare. He felt the need to recoil and he almost stumbled backwards over his bed. He caught himself and stood upright. She strode into the house and turned towards him. Her arm elongated and her finger pulled him towards her. As he tip-toed closer she grabbed him close and whispered in his ear “I have what you seek.” Her voice was very seductive and Alexander felt like she was casting a spell on him. If she was he didn’t care. “I don’t think you can give me what I need.” Stammered Alexander. “Oh, but I can..” Whispered the woman. “I have what you need. Alexander. I know all about you and I know about Daniel too.” As she carried on Alexander became more and more frightened by the fact that this mysterious woman knew all about him and the people connected to him. “Sit Alexander.” Demanded Justine as she waved her fingers and a silver bench appeared out of the blue. She sat down slowly and folded her dress over legs, exposing part of her long and clean leg. Alexander sat down next to her and she climbed on top of him. “Now Alex, you’re going to come with me okay? We’re going to go back to Prussia to my castle. You’ll help me with my work and in return I’ll do whatever is necessary to help you out of this situation.” Her words were enticing and filled with promise. Despite the many obvious holes in the deal Alexander accepted with great haste, and as the sun fell down behind the mountains they marched out of down and began their journey towards Prussia.

Chapter 10 Edit

He rose from the sea and embraced the wind that violently threw around the waves. Nothing was better than the feeling of pure freedom at sea. A loud tear appeared above and he saw the eagle like helmet poke in. “So they’re spying on me now are they?” Cuthulhu grumbled to himself. Cuthulhu pondered to himself about how that puny human would be able to free him. He could run off for all he knew. No, he was too loyal and he was under the illusion that Cuthulhu actually cared for him and valued his miserable existence when in fact he despised his existence. His inability so understand, fear or respect he forces around him until it was thrown in his face and even then he can’t comprehend it all. The pure hate in him though will provide good fuel for the dark part of the orb………..

Chapter 11 Edit

Alexander trotted behind the lady whose name was apparently Justine. They passed Daniel’s house and Alexander spat at it with spite. Justine took notice of this action and quickened her pace. They reached the edge of the town and Alexander saw that they were selling the mine to a group of archeologists. The archeologists stood on a strange patch of earth that did not resemble the ground Alexander had previously marched on. In fact, the building of the town were not even there anymore. It was a reddish sand that was more rocky than anything and ruins stood behind him. It was like a line had been drawn through the sand between him and these strange people. They dressed rather odd too. Some sort of gown of cotton. Peculiar folk, though Alexander to himself. He shook it off and continued. There stood the foreman and he turned and gazed at Alexander as he walked. A look of pure hate in his eyes, hate for ruining his business and destroying everything he had. As Alexander reached the very edge of town he realised that he had ruined many lives there. He’d gotten men killed, poisoned Daniel and put the foreman and many other men out of business. He smirked at the thought of so much power and then Justine suddenly whisked her fingers and orb shards appeared. She strolled down into the mine and not a single person spared her a glance, it was as if no one even saw her, except those strange men.

She re-emerged from the hole in the ground and just continued to march off in the other direction, not speaking a word to Alexander. Alexander trotted along behind her like a lost puppy, stepping carefully as to not ruin or tarnish the beauty of her long dress as it draped across the sandy ground. A tall mountain stretched into the sky in the distance. It was jagged and rough, it didn’t seem natural. As they got closer Alexander felt an odd surge of energy flow through them as they closed in on the mountain. Alexander began to wonder to himself about how they would get to Prussia on foot when all of a sudden Justine rounded a corner. What stood before him rivaled the wonders of the Gods. Rows of pillars that stretched into the sky, illuminating it with a strange orange glow, from the inside Alexander was able to realize that a force field completely covered the area for roughly 50 meters. It rose into the sky for about 100 meters and it was an odd red color. Justine regained Alexander’s attention by tapping on his shoulder. She beckoned him to march down the row of pillars. He tip-toed slowly and warily down the aisle. The pillars were cracked in places but after further examination Alexander recognized familiar etchings, like the ones from the mine. As he neared the end of the aisle he could make out a circular form that pulsed of energy. He peered at it and noticed it had a blue glow. Justine strolled up behind him and gave him a shove, he continued walking. The sun was setting behind them and the whole side of the mountain was dark now except for the blue circle.

They arrived at the strange source of energy and Justine stepped in with great seductiveness, Alexander took one last look at his home and said “Good riddance.” As he stepped through the portal.

Chapter 12 Edit

As Alexander was tossed out onto the other side of the mystical circle, he crashed to the ground and stood up quickly. He was in the middle of a forest with healthy, prosperous evergreens shooting into the skies. The wood on the trees was coated with an odd blood red material that pulsed and throbbed. Alexander was repulsed at the site of it. The skies were dark and stars twinkled brightly as if they were Gods shining down on him. The moon was in a crescent and he swore he could see a reflection of a face inside it. Shaking off his paranoia, he began to search for Justine.

A twig snapped and Alexander turned at a 180 degree angle to face the threat. Standing before him was an 8 foot tall “thing” wrapped in blood stained gauze. It had claws that elongated from the bandages on its hands. Its jaw was severely damaged and drooped down to its chest. It had a long tongue that sloshed saliva around everywhere and its eyes were large and soul less. Justine crept out from behind the bush and pat its shoulder. “Now, now. We don’t want to go scaring our guests.” Requested Justine as she pulled out her own orb, nowhere near as magnificent as the previous but still a marvel, and encaged the beast within it. “This, Alexander, is just one of the many powers an orb can possess. The one you had obtained….. it had many more and to greater extents.” Justine then goes on to explain what Cuthulhu had done to create that orb but went further into detail than the Gods did with Daniel.

She told of their weaknesses, that they were not perfect and because of that, neither was earth. She told of a time before time where the Gods had created humanity. They were feral beasts so the Gods sent gifts to teach them how to live and fund their own civilizations. Told of wars that were waged and the abuse the orbs received from their previous masters. Explained the power that each orb possessed and the realms the Gods existed within and how the orbs protected those realms from unwanted intrusions. Alexander finally mustered up the courage to intervene and asked “If the orbs kept things out of their respective realms, then how did Cuthulhu obtain them?” “Well Alex, that’s a great question. No one truly knows how Cuthulhu managed it. Anyone who is savvy with this kind of knowledge knows Cuthulhu’s powers are immense, but strong enough to break an orb’s barrier? Some say the Gods gave them to humans to form some sort of Utopia but we all know that wouldn’t work..” Finished Justine. “Why not?” Questioned Alexander. “Because Alex,” Justine began in a very peculiar tone “There’s a balance to be kept. If things out weigh one another…it gets messy. Take for example this old chad I met in the 21st century.” Alexander cut in “21st century? Surely you’re mad?” Justine didn’t seem at all surprised by the reaction and answered it with a joyful smile and tone. “No my dear Alexander, I’m not that crazy. These orbs you see, can open portals. Bend the very fabric of time and create new dimensions, so it’s only common logic that they would be able to vault through time.” She finished her sentence like she was talking about new brands of tea. “Anyway,” she continued “He had an orb and it possessed the power to animate things from his very imagination. Which is not what the beast you saw before me was, this orb has its own dimension inside of it. So, he wrote horror of course. He loved to conjure fear in the hearts of all his readers, but one day he just couldn’t do it anymore. Him and his wife who ironically enough had a phobia of the dark, eloped to a small rural town so he could finally get some inspiration again! Sure enough he did but there were dark forces at play, not that he couldn’t control them if he wanted to but deep down he always had a soft spot for a good horror story. He over saturated the story with dark and it was absolute chaos.” Justine chuckled at the thought and it seemed like she had been remembering it like she was there. “Anyway, when he tried to balance it out he over saturated it with light. When light and dark in such great quantities combat, it is not a good thing. He eventually fell into a coma type state. He was completely unaware of everything around him and he just sat in a cabin, typing away. Anyway Alexander, welcome to 18th century Prussia. Please follow me and we can begin the tour!”

Opinions Edit

I am no critic but I will say that I enjoyed reading this because it was intelligently written and definitely had an eerie, mythological yet interesting storyline to it. It kept the theme of light and dark going throughout (with the blob and the woman Gods) and also ended on that note too. An interesting setting to contrast with the one provided later on as well - all done in tandem with a lot of description... I had a nice image in my head of what was going on the whole time. Very good. -- Callofduty4 ^Octavia 16:26, July 8, 2012 (UTC)