The Evil Dictator

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

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The Evil Dictator
 
As the moon went down Horatio knew he would get another chance at capturing the evil dictator. He looked across the miles and miles of un sailed waters plotting his revenge waiting, wondering, would that have been his only chance to capture the evil dictator, he would now travel to the small fishing village of rendshall on the coast. where he would meet an old friend vudox the axe wielding maniac who may be able to inform him the whereabouts of the evil dictator. “Hello” vudox says the reply comes swift “long time no see how’s your health” after that Vudox comes at him with his axe the hero Horatio roll to the side to dodge the attack he draws his sword while the gaze of Vudox is chilling then Vudox smiles and laughs “hey buddy you are faster than I remember” Horatio reply’s firmly “Always the joker,  Horatio tells Vudox of his ordeal with the evil dictator what happens is Horatio is walking through the forest on his way to find where his long lost son Vladimir has gone going from hailtall village on through the forest of gruff when he encounters the evil dictator who alarms his guard’s to take care of Horatio with his mouth covered the evil dictator thunders “ATTACK HIM” so Horatio draws his sword from back ready for the challenge from nowhere he is surrounded by ten men most of them have blades Horatio is looking at near death. ‘MASSIVE RUMBLE’ out of nowhere a wizard appears on the hill, all the men bow down to the wizard as if he is a god or some other being. while they are all bowed Horatio cut’s all their heads off with ten powerful strikes the wizard walks closer and behind him is his son Vladimir Horatio shouts “don’t hurt him take me” the wizard turns and electrocutes Vladimir with a lightning bolt from right out of the sky zapping him to death his body sets on fire Horatio can smell the burning flesh of his son the evil dictator disappears in a flash. He wondered if this wizard was sent by the evil dictator or was just an twisted sorcerer attacking whenever he saw fit whatever this wizard had encrusted away in the back reaches of the mind now he was looking at me I thought I was next maybe he was to be fried like his son the wizard bellowed “I will not kill you but noble one you slated the ten prices of the realm, they were not worthy but you are, whom do you seek”. What was this wizard talking about he just killed my son, replied with such vigour “why did you electrocute my son Vladimir”. “He was killed by the power of the evil dictator”. “What do you mean that lightning bolt was not you”. “No I am keeper of the peace I mean only the evil harm you are born of the soul sign”. “What does that mean”. “When you are born you are born under signs you are either a soul which is good or woad which is bad”. “So my son was a woad”. “Yes he is now under the control of the evil dictator”. “What are you here for and what is your name”. “My name is ghost Zen and I am here to guide you to defeating the evil dictator”. “What can you tell me ghost Zen I must know how to defeat the evil dictator”. “There are two ways the first way is to kill him obviously but that is harder than it seems he can move faster than any being, and the second way is to kill your son again to stop the evil taking over this floating wasteland”. “So you are saying that killing him would be impossible, but slaying my son again would be easy”. Ghost Zen, if that is his real name is telling me to unlock the evil that is casting over this place I have to kill my own son. “Your son is very week as the evil dictator is training him at this very point in time if he trains him we will have two evil dictators which would mean an end to the soul sign all together and only woads would roam this vast landscape”. “How can I get to my son”. “The path is tricky and has many obstacles you will need many other soul’s by your side and a few of the soul animals all around this untreated diseased place”. “How can I acquire these people and beasts”. “Follow me though this dome shaped lining in the belly of the chanter realm”. “Where will this take me ghost Zen”. “It will take you to where only a few good hearted souls still live”. I followed the wizard through this obscure doorway through to where a path leads to another realm, the colours are bright, there’s no sadness all the elements of this realm has an aura of happy divulged in years of pain and suffering I felt like I had come home I slightly remembered this place but it smelt different. There was a pungent aroma of burnt leaves mixed with a sickly feeling in the back of my throat, I could remember forgotten laughter echoing around this bright but blissful place. Me and ghost Zen travelled down an air like path which brought us to a cross roads where a giant sized woman appeared through a wall she spoke with a very deep powerful voice “Are you the one they call Horatio”. “Who is that ghost Zen”. “That is my wife Elena of rigxlarr village”. “Oh ok yes it is I Horatio the soul saviour of the soul”. I sounded a bit silly coming out with that remark but I thought she must of heard of me from the ghost Zen. “How are you my dear wife Elena” murmured ghost Zen. “I’m fine Landos the great but I must let you through as I know your mission requires you to travel far and wide fare well”. “farewell my dear” I now am wondering why he lied about his name “I thought you were ghost Zen”. “No I was ghost Zen before the ritual to me a great”. “What is a great Landos”. “I went through the holy sermon where I was blessed to become a great, It was a warm summers day the birds were singing my wife was by my side people were laughing it was a wonderful event, the yunta told me the powers I would behold awesome magical powers, the power of the shield of the soul, archers eye, the power to create the most fearful, vile, disgusting, terrifying, but soulful being ever known”. “You seem wise but why haven’t you used the last trick before on the last dictator”. “Every time I have had chance he has disappeared, I’ve had an idea we’ll round up all the people who want to help and give them the power of the great” “Is that possible”. “Yes but we don’t have much time”.COMING SOON PART 2


Submitted: February 24, 2009

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angellynn

Very Good! Let me know when you post part two.

This is very interesting!

Angellynn

Sat, February 28th, 2009 12:51pm

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