Why HELLO there! Welcome to Zeld's War of All story! I'm currently doing other things, so the next installment of War of All will be late. Big time. I just want to thank you for actually reading this story, it being so odd and strange and screwed up. Post questions about the story and your comments! Thanks for reading! And for all those people just starting, here's the first chapter, second chapter, and the third chapter.
War of All - Blaio
"B-But how can he still be here?! It's been 200 years, and that guy is still alive?!" Dick said. "Here, I will explain everything. Barry, chairs?" Suddenly two chairs appeared. Leni plopped into the second one with a "Thanks Barry", to which Barry grumbled "Yeah yeah, just keep it quiet so I can work." Dick cautiosly sat in the second seat, and was surprised to find it extremly comfortable.
"Okay, let me start off how the White Rebels were formed. The creature you saw was named Darkon, and it a terrifying creature made of entire dark magic. He was summoned by Ranom, the man in black. Now, when Darkon started killing the White army, Blaio and 7 other soliders fell to the ground as if struck by him. They realized that they couldn't kill something like that, so they pretended to play dead. They were forced to see and hear the screams of the White soliders, their soliders, their friends. Finally, Darkon was satisfed with his killing, and dissappeared in a cloud of black smoke. When the smoke cleared, Darkon was gone. Blaio and the seven soliders were shocked by the turn of events, and stumbled onward. One day, they awoke to find their packs stolen and footprints in the ground. They followed them to find their packs on the ground next to a wooden door. The door just stood there, in a frame, going no where. They grabbed their packs and tried to open the door. Blaio was the last to try, and when he turned the knob the door opened and a grand white light shone through. A figure stood in the door, and told Blaio and the seven soliders that they were to form a rebellion against the Black Empire. They looked into the door, and were shocked to see this city. They went through and shut the door, and the door disappeared. They were stunned to find that they seemed to be invested with white magic. They found a man here, who proclaimed himself to be a Prophet. He controls the doors that could transport anyone, anywhere. Blaio transported his wife and son, and so did-
"Wife and son!? But you said he was 16!" Dick protested. Leni gave him a cold stare. "First off, don't interrupt. Second, it was common for people that age to marry and have kids. May I get on with the story?" Dick grumbled and nodded.
"Anyway, some soliders tranported their families, whilst others wanted to keep them safe, and not in their base that could one day be attacked. As you can see, it hasn't happened so far. After that, they recuirted some families and refugees who were still loyal to Queen Doia, who was the current queen at the time." Dick gathered up his courage and interuptted again. "What happened to the Queen." Leni's eyes suddenly went blank, and she seemed to be in a faraway place. "She went into hiding. No one knows where she is, though it's reported that several Black training camps were mysteriously blown up, and not by any of our members, though the Black Empire is sure to blame us for it." Dick realized that Leni must hold a certain admiration for the Queen, and decided not to comment.
Leni shook out of her trance. "Anyway, that's pretty much how the White Rebels were started. When Blaio and the seven soliders got here, they found equipment perfect for what they had to do. We have been rebelling for 200 years, as our dads and granddads and moms and grandmoms fight for White as they teach their sons and daughters to do too. And we keep fighting until we win."
"But wait," Dick cried, "You STILL haven't told me how Ranom has survived all this time." Leni looked at him with tired eyes. "Look, it's all about magic and I'm still learning, so it's hard to explain. But, maybe I could get someone else to explain." She suddenly had a wicked smile on her face. "Are you ready to meet the Prophet? He knows all about magic, and when he doesn't talk in riddles he is very wise. He will explain everything I missed, trust me." Leni said. "Barry, you know where to take us." Barry nodded and the box once again reappeared. Dick got in silently, knowing what to do. Leni got in, and once again the lights and spinning appeared. It bothered Dick even less then it had before, and he was relieved. When the spinning stopped, he got out of the box and was greeted by a very young man, who looked to be 16 and yet seemed much older. His blue eyes seemed to hold much wisdom, and he had strong arms and legs. He smiled at Dick, and Dick felt a sudden light wash over him.
"Are you the Prophet?" Dick said, unable to take his eyes of the man. By the gods, the man seemed to GLOW with light! The man smiled and replied, "Why yes, but you can call me a more formal name." Once again, the smile nearly knocked Dick off his feet. "W-what should I call you" Dick replied, in a daze. The man's grin got wider until Dick was sure that he would just explode with this, this feeling. "You can just call me KC." And with that, the man's gave a small chuckle, and Dick fainted as the light seemed to overtake him.