Gods of a Different Kind

Interruption

        He charged forward, much like how Licens had before, but he didn't disappear. Instead he seemed to turn into a shadow as he sprinted towards Licens. I heard the resounding crack of countless bones, then the crash of wood on flesh.

        I looked over at Licens, he was completely covered in blood, his bones were coming out at random intervals. I looked into his eyes, he couldn't move. He was crippled.

        With a burst of strength I removed the deadly knife in my leg, a long stream of blood quickly followed. My now mortal body was quickly going weak from the loss of blood. I'm not sure which one of us will die first. But even as I am, I REFUSE to die without fighting to my last breath. Taking the knife in my hand, I threw it with deadly accuracy, it hit him right in the chest. He roared in pain as his eyes quickly found me, he took one slow step towards me, then he once again became a shadow.

        With a single grunt of pain I removed the knife from my gut, I doubt I will survive a single minute with the way I am bleeding, too bad the chances of me living that long are slim. I readied myself for what was to come, I am ready to accept death with open arms.

        I swung my knife, in a futile attempt to hit the shadow, it just dodged it, but dodging did not slow its speed. It grabbed my arm, with immense strength it broke my arm with a simple twist, causing me to drop the knife. It was hopeless.

        Suddenly he stopped, causing me to fall to the floor. Not that it matters I'll be dead within the minute.

        "Book..."

        "N-no it is mine. Father gave it to me"

        "Fool..." the voice from the darkness responded, it seemed to more appear in my mind then to come from any one place.

        "Give, I shall spare."

        "No you wont take it" He said with force, suddenly out of the air came the book.

        "Lets see how you like curses."

        "You, regret, soon"

        "Ego vocant super timere, somnia, et memorias ad tollendum haec stulti a me. Obedire me libro!"

        "Sorry, what to happen, my fault."

        We had all heard what he had said, I just couldn't believe it. He called upon fear, memories, and nightmares to simply rid him from us. Hopefully myself and Licens die before the spell takes affect... like I could be so lucky.

        A white orb began expanding from the book, it covered all three of us. Dead Winds son soon realized his error as he began thrashing about, the voice cannot be affected by his own book. For it was he who created it.

        I closed my eyes as the light enveloping me hurt my eyes, it quickly turned to darkness as whatever curse I had been given was taking affect... please don't be fear...