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 Arrow of the Mind  (5 ratings)by Jon Ulf Page 2 of 3 Uriah knew this man was lying, and had taken him for a simple student. But Uriah was far from simple. He began to gather his energy, in preparation for an attack. He could feel the strength of Aaron, and he was strong, much stronger then any of his teachers. Uriah had been told that his potential was the greatest seen in thousands of years. If he played his cards right, Uriah could make short work of Aaron. "I very highly suggest not doing tha-"; he was cut short when Uriah launched a barrage of attacks. If Uriah could get him on the defensive he would be able to win. But when his attacks hit the enemy, they simply disappeared. Uriah was astonished, for they just vanished when they touched him. At that moment Uriah knew he was dead. For now he could truly feel this mans power, and it was unimaginable. Still utterly calm, Aaron shook his head. "So sad that I will have to kill one of such power. We would have had many uses for one such as you." Astonishment turned to white-hot rage; "I would have never joined you!" yelled Uriah. At the same moment he doubled his efforts to kill this man. But just as easily Aaron defeated his attacks. Uriah used every trick he knew, but still nothing touched the man. "I grow weary of this. Prepare to die young one," Aaron said in that all too calm voice. Suddenly Uriah could no longer hold on to Magic. It was as if it had been torn away from him. Like some part of him was suddenly gone. Then there was pain. Uriah let out a scream; it was the scream of a man feeling what no human should be able to bear. It felt as though there were millions of knifes sliding across his brain. His skin was burning like the hottest fire in the world. Every breath seared his lungs. His insides felt as though they should burst any second. He was being squeezed into a single point. There was a bright flash. And the pain was gone. All he could see was white. Then a voice came to him. A voice like the sounds of rushing waters, "Not yet Great One, your time to be with me is not at hand." Finding himself utterly calm Uriah asked, "Who are you?" "I am all and I am nothing. I am the beginning and I am the end. I am what is and what cannot be. I am the one." "What is your name." Asked Uriah. "I am called nothing." "I don't understand." "You will in time Great One. But now, you have a destiny to fulfill. For what is to lie ahead will be the greatest challenge your world has ever faced. I shall make you my Avatar. And you shall save my people." When the voice mad an end of speaking, Uriah felt knowledge flow into his mind. What he could never have imagined possible, seemed common place to him. He could bend time and space. Right what had once gone wrong. He knew all that was, except for the mysterious being that had talked to him. Then Uriah's vision began to return. He saw Aaron stagger back, with a look of wonder and perplexity on his face. "Impossible!" screamed Aaron. "You have cut my link with Magic. You shall pay dearly boy!" Aaron waved his hand, and the soldiers that had been watching the confrontation charged at Uriah. Uriah felt nothing but utterly calm. He raised his hand, fingers upward, and palm outward, and said, "Stop." The soldiers froze in their tracks. A look of outrage crossed Aaron's face. "You fools! Attack him!" he screamed. The soldiers hesitated, then resumed with their charge. Shaking his head, Uriah bent the space around the soldiers and folded them into non-existence. For the second time, Aaron screamed, "IMPOSSIBLE!" Uriah knew who Aaron truly was. He was the greatest of the Irian Spell Weavers. The one that everyone called 'the Black One'. His powers were of the darkest kind, taken from the Lord of Darkness himself, the Nameless One. The source of all evil in the universe. It was rumored that Aaron had bargained with the Great Evil God in flesh. There was not a being alive that could equal Aaron in power. But Uriah found himself irritated by this man. In a voice of booming thunder Uriah commanded, "Be gone Black One, your time on this world is at an end. No longer will you do you masters biding." Copyright © 1999, 2000, 2001 Jon Ulf, sffworld.com. All rights reserved. No part of this may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the author. The author has submitted the work in accordance with and in agreement with the following Submission Guidelines. |
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