He dashed through the gaps between the tall buildings that towered over ever living thing. The white bricks glowed softly, a calming light that was meant to comfort those that needed it but now when it was needed the most it became eerie and dangerous. The swoosh of robes seemed loud as the now silent figure looked over his shoulder to make sure he wasn’t being followed for in his coat pocket lay the source of enormous power. Power that no human could ever imagine by themselves. It had the ability to destroy worlds in the blink of an eye and yet it was the most ordinary of objects.
The dark man sighed in relief as he realised he was safe. He stepped from the shadows that had protected him and glanced nervously around once more. He turned on his heel and started to walk down the empty street. The package in his left pocket weighed heavily on him. The duty he was entrusted with was an honour for any in this world or any other.
A footstep echoed from far behind him and the dark man froze as he listened with all his might, waiting for a sign that he had heard correctly. When nothing happened he continued walking, the feeling of safety from before had vanished in a split second.His breathing was speeding up and his heart rate increasing as feelings of fear and panic gripped him tightly, winding around his heart, threatening to betray him with their power and strength.
It was a monster more than 7 feet tall. It was the general shape of a human but its features were as twisted as its soul. Its body was grotesque and out of shape. Stretched and thin with a mouth that ran from ear to ear filled with four rows of yellow stained, razor teeth. It had one eye in its fore head and the other near its ear; both were a dirty white colour with no pupils.
The man lifted his head suddenly and extended his hand where a ball of light sat ready and waiting without thinking he threw it at the creature and watched with hope as the light attached to the skin and blue streams of light spread over its skin, until it was nothing but a blur of light.
Another scream echoed through the night air but this did not belong to any monster. This belonged to a median as he jumped from the near by building and landed without fault on his feet. His hair a blazing red and his black eyes snapping as he glared at the creature in front of him and the body of his dead friend.
“Harry, HARRY!” he screamed the name over and over again but when no reply came the bright red hair turned black with grief and the stranger gently lifted the dead body of his friend and lover into his arms.
Setting the body down the stranger lifted his palm and counted across three bricks before placing his hand flat against it. The brick glowed white before turning green as it scanned his hand print and accepted it. The wall moved back then to the left showing a door that known without permission could enter.
Shoving it open he placed the body of his friend of the large table in the centre of the white room and raised his eyes to the old man sitting in the chair at the other end.
“Piper, there was nothing you could do. He wanted to do it, even when you disapproved of it.” Brana spoke softly.
“Did he finish the job?” Brana asked.
“Of course I know that Piper but this is more important than Harry, you or even me. this is to save all three worlds. If he failed we’re all dead. Do you understand that Piper? This is for the greater cause than just your feelings for Harry.”
“For God’s sake Piper. Listen to yourself! Listen to how selfish you are sounding! Now get a grip!” Brana yelled at him as he walked towards the dead body of his nephew. It was barely there any more. Only a small glimmer of it and his clothes were left.
Opening the package Brana tipped the contents upside down. A small silver and gold bangle dropped into his open palm. This was what his nephew had died over. This small bangle, a bangle that held the utmost power, one that destroyed worlds. Before his eyes Brana watched as the bangle glowed a brilliant white and changed its shape to that of a ring.
“Just as it was prophesized. It has changed shape to fit its new owner. Yet it is no-one in this room.” Brana mused thoughtfully.
“We find the owner. Or to be more specific, you find the owner.”
“But how in God’s name am I meant to find this person? It’s impossible. It could be anyone in the three worlds.” Piper asked as he threw his hands in the air in despair.
“How do you know?”
Piper waited for him to say more but when Brana kept quiet he prompted, “And?”
“I see.” Piper sighed and rubbed his eyes warily. He knew that the information was meant to help but out of the three worlds the mortal one was the largest. It would be next to impossible to find the one mortal needed. The one the power had chosen and yet he knew he had to.
The fate of the three worlds now lay in the hands of a mortal, but who exactly was the question?
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