The Island Fortress Battle Final Part, and the Choices

Moments ago all was well while Princess Celestia and Princess Luna were planning their invasion of the fortress island. Then like a storm hitting a city they felt the huge surge of power. When they felt it they immediately went to a flat screen TV that acted as a way to talk to other people on the ship. Luna casted the scrying spell and they were greeted with Fable's new transformation. The Captains, Commanders, Lieutenants in the room slowly joined them in their gaze at what could only be considered a demon. They gazed at him for what seemed like forever, and though some were scared out of their wits it was awe inspiring. Eventually Celestia turned around and ordered all of her soldiers.

"Get to the landing ships I want him captured when we get to that island." They all darted out the door to do just that. Celestia turned around to stare at the beast before her.

"Tia do you think we can stop this beast?" Princess Luna asked.

"I don't know Luna, I don't know." Was all that Princess Celestia could say.

Maliciousness, maliciousness and anger, rage, anguish, frustration, disgust, hostility, and excitement were the feelings that were going through his head right now. Fable our hero had just moments ago transformed into a demon. A demon of great power. Our hero never thought he would grow horns and wings of evil. He had long ago when he started out as a hero grew horns. Back then he strove on being evil for a time,doing enough that it manifested into evil horns. Later he would strive to do good for people cowered in fear of his look. Now however he had just transformed out of the blue, he didn't really feel all the evilness take hold and manifest into his body. It was more of an extension to himself it was like his evilness was an ally and it empowered him. His sword had also transformed into a straight double edged sword with the augment of pure red fire. Above the hilt at the beginning of the blade were three layers one on top of another and the third connected it self to the rest of the blade. The hilt was made out of what could be called Magical reinforced Mahogany. He gave the sword a good test swing at a couple of minions that stood near were Trixie lay unconscious.

Fire shot forth in a wave of energy towards them, as the fire came closer they started melting into pieces. Fable felt satisfied at his new power, he gazed back to where Trixie was unconscious and saw one Minion Warrior had survived his attack. Aiming his hand he willed a fire ball towards the last survivor of that group. What he got however was three golden flaming swords that floated in the air for a couple of seconds before they aimed themselves towards the last survivor. They impaled him and the Minion broke apart indicating his death. This was a curious new spell it was like his ghost swords only on fire and they sacrificed themselves to kill their target. He would have to name the spell later for more enemies were afoot. The five enemies that Daring Do had fought were enraged and they charged Fable head on not even showing fear. When the first one that decided to do battle with him was in swinging distance our hero gripped his sword tightly and his horns and wings glowed even redder than they already were.

In one swift move Fable went for a rising flourish attack, instantly killing the minion as he broke apart to death by the upward strike. Our hero flew briefly off the ground and landed moments later in a blocking position for another Minion warrior went for an attack. Their weapons clashed and Fable immediately brought his sword arm back and went for an overhead strike. The Minion warrior made for a block with it's weapon but his enemy's sword cut through it thus slicing in half his body. It crumbled to death moments later. Fable was beginning to take pleasure in killing these enemies that were usually so hard for him to kill. Now fighting them without his magic Will powers made it even harder but now it seemed like child's play. The last three Minion Warriors were all afoot away from him. They planned to keep their distance away from someone who easily dispatched two Minion Warriors in all but twenty seconds. Our hero smirked at them and gathered will energy into his non armed hand. Picturing lightning to zap his enemies our hero got an electronic Fireball that sailed through the air hitting the middle one of the three Minions. Then Lightning along with particles of fire arched to the other two and shocked along with burned the other two to death.

It seemed to Fable that he could now combine will spells together. It was not unheard of to combine spells together for a devastating attack but he was doing it with out having to concentrate so hard. The last remaining Minion Warriors and Minion Mages jumped down from the wall ready to do battle. All of them held onto their respective weapons gripping them as tightly as possible. The Minion Mages each gathered will energy into their hands making a white orb of energy form. Our hero still held onto the same exact smirk on his face. He brought his sword to his side and like before his horns and wing glowed brighter. He waited for the Minions to make the first move a move that would end in their downfall. After a minute of waiting the Minion Mages all fired their respective will blasts hoping the combined spell would kill their foe. Each Will blast sailed through the air all aimed at Fable. When they were all close enough Fable used his horizontal flourish, he spun around twice almost too fast to see and each Will blast hit his sword. This countered their attack and sent each Will blast back to their respective owner.

Each Minion Mage was unprepared for this and all went in various forms of blocking to lessen the impact. It would all matter for not cause the will blast broke through their defenses and shattered them to death. Thus ending all the Minion Mage in the immediate area and made the Red ethereal walls to fade away. The Minion Warrior that were left were generally frightened, they each backed away slightly hoping to go unnoticed by their fearsome foe. However something happened that Fable didn't count on happening. The Minion Warriors all howled in unison. While in their mid howl ethereal blood seemed to seep out of their mouths. They continued this for another minute and the blood seemed to all connect together. Another second later each of the remaining Minion Warriors fell to the ground and shattered indicating their death. The pool of ethereal blood glowed slightly and it seemed to move and form a perfect round circle. The blood seemed to boil and in the center rose a new type of Minion one that our hero had never seen before.

Minion Champion

It breathed heavily and stared at Fable with it's menacing eyes. The Minion Champion rose one of it's swords and rested it on his own shoulder. Fable stared back at the new foe, he was as big as Twinblade the Bandit king. He seemed to have a familiar build like him as well, and if he were here he'd probably be mad that this foe was copying his style of wielding two swords. By now Trixie and Daring Do were somewhat conscious and Trixie barely made it over to her friends lying position. They both saw the mighty titans stare at each other down neither of them making a move towards the other. Then they both took battle ready positions, Fable wielded his sword to his side again and The Minion Champion held his left sword up in the air and the right hung lower just above the waist line. They both ran at each other head on doing a game of chicken. As they stepped closer Fable could feel the excitement coursing through him. It was a sadistic feeling, but a good one nonetheless. Both weapons clashed and the battle was on, Fable went for a jab but the Minion Champion blocked by swinging his left sword down.

The Minion Champion tried to stab our hero with his right sword, but the blade missed for Fable dodged to his left. Our hero brought his free hand up and just pictured a quick fireball to be formed. The Will magic manifested into his hand but instead of a fireball a force of compressed air hit his enemy instead. The spell was like his Force Push only for aiming at enemies. It was a spell that creates a powerful blast of energy which radiates out from the caster, sending nearby enemies sprawling. Useful when greatly outnumbered. The Minion Champion didn't get sent flying for it only staggered however. Daring Do kept her attention on the fight along with her assistant Trixie. They both had been beaten unconscious by the Minions and when they woke up the person that saved them earlier was now some transformed monster. And it fought an equally dangerous monster that formed from the blood of Minions. After awhile our hero began firing off random spells, these spells consisted of the Golden swords, the Force attack push, and a combination of lightning and fire. He had abandoned fighting him one on one with his sword. The spells seemed to have and effect on the Minion Champion, but only slightly otherwise he would either take the attack full force or use one of his swords to block it.

The time was getting out of hand, and so was our hero's power. He started to feel a little weaker each minute that passed. It was like his power was giving up on him.

"This did have to come at the worst possible time." Fable thought he quickly thinked of a strategy to finish this fight quickly and while he still had the power to do so. Then it struck him as and it became so simple. Our hero casted his one and only Slow Time spell, time faded the world to a greyish version of itself. Though that didn't matter because Fable moved from place to place casting spells that would hit their mark and the Minion Champion could do nothing to block them. Each time the Minion Champion would get hit by about five or six spells from one angle he would then try to block. Fable however would move to a different position and fire off more spells and the process would repeat over and over an again and again. To Daring Do and Trixie they couldn't even see him, all they could see was the Minion Champion writhe in pain as our hero attacks him. Though he was doing considerable damage to his foe he was starting to be drained of power at an equally considerable rate.

It was getting to that time where the Slow Time spell would end. After Our hero used one last spell the greyish world turned back to it's original state. Fable took a good look at his foe and saw that his skin, armor even the swords he had were cracked everywhere. It would probably take one good hit with his sword to end it all. Gripping his sword he tossed it into the air, he let it fall to his hand were he held it back handed. The Minion Champion couldn't seem to move and it look terrified as our hero walked closer to him. When he was a foot lengths away Fable rose his weapon and stabbed it into the very center of his foe's chest. That did the trick it seemed for the Minion Champion shattered into pieces. Our hero just stood there on the spot where he dealt the final blow. Eventually his horns and wings faded away as did the red runes on his legs that shown through his underpants. He was now back to normal and incredibly tired, he had no existing wounds so that was good. He turned his head to the two females on the ground, they stared at him with fear, admiration, horror and thankfulness. He walked over to their position to see how they were doing. Daring Do had the worst of the damage but Trixie just had a few minor bruises. Fable examined Daring's body and saw a broken arm some bruises and two almost useless legs that were still connected.

"It's a miracle she is still alive." He thought. Daring did a slight laugh as she took a good look at herself. Trixie was holding her up while they seated.

"Well it seems my archaeology day are numbered." Daring said somberly with a hint of admiration to how she was. "I can barely believe I'm alive after this battle." Trixie then spoke up.

"It's OK Daring, it's ok at least your alive. Who knows we might even be able to find away to fix your legs and arm up." She only laughed a little bit more.

"Have you seen my legs I don't think any doctor or healer of any kind can heal these things." She shook her head and Fable could see a tear fall from her face. "Let's face it I'm nothing but a cripple now." She looked to Trixie and said. "We should just use the dang scroll and get back to the ship." Our hero had sympathy for the archaeologist. He felt this was slightly his fault for involving them in this battle. Fable sat down next to her on one knee and she got a good look of him. She laughed again as her tears fell from her face. "To think we would find life on this island that would save us." Our hero just put a hand near her legs and waited. He casted his spell Heal Life which allows him to trade his magical energy for health. Health that can also be passed on to non-hostile entities in the vicinity. They stared at his hand for a minute waiting for something to happen, but alas nothing did. "Well at least you tried." She said, Trixie had tears in her eyes for her friend. She hoped that she would be OK and silently prayed for a miracle in her thoughts.

Then it happened, white blinding light covered the areas of where most of the wounds were. A sound of a chorus rung out while the blinding light did it's work to heal both Daring Do and Trixie. A minute later and the chorus stopped along with the light. Daring took a look at her legs and they no longer looked as bad as before. She could even feel them, and her arm was now fully healed and there were no signs of bruises anywhere on her body. Trixie had been fully cleansed of any and all bruises while feeling like a new person. They looked in awe and wept a few tears, Daring looked to our hero and said while hugging him abruptly. "Thank you. Thank you so much." Fable was motionless all he could do was pat her back while she hugged him. After a minute they all got up, Daring had to have Trixie help her to stand for she still had a dull ache in her legs, otherwise she was fine. Fable looked around for Alpha but couldn't see her, he started walking to the stairs that lead to the second wall. He didn't want to believe it but there was Alpha on the ground dead for the world to see. He clenched his fist and punched the nearby wall, anger coursed through him for an innocent died even if that innocent was cursed to be a Balverine. Now he wasn't a religious man but he said a silent prayer to Avo to guide alpha in the netherworld to eternal paradise. It was the least he could do.

He walked back down from the wall his prayer and mourning for the Balverine went quickly. He looked around and saw his armor was completely destroyed beyond repair. He also saw his two legendary swords and bow in a pile by some scraps of his former armor. Daring had asked Trixie to take her to a nearby wall with some strange pictures. Fable didn't heed any attention to it and went to go retrieve the Sword of Aeon's, Avo's tear, and Skorm's bow. Now equipped with his former gear he had no idea what to do next. He turned his attention back to his female counterparts and saw they had discovered a hidden door by the wall of pictures. Inside were stairs that led into darkness they hesitated for a moment but when Fable joined them they had new strength to enter. The walking was slow due to the dull pain in Daring's legs and it almost seemed like they were taking forever to descend down the staircase. Eventually we are down the staircase and at the entrance of a medium open sized room, In the middle of it was a chest and what seemed like two altars by the side of it, and a plaque in front of it all.

They walked closer to it and stared at the chest. It had latches and seals all over it and looked securely tight. Trixie helped her friend get to the plaque and she read silently what it said. Our Hero however was starting to feel something very familiar come from the chest he just stared at it though. Daring finished her readings and sighed heavily.

"What's the problem Daring?" Daring's assistant asked. She sighed again and said.

"Well we have to choose." Trixie raised an eyebrow at her and asked.

"Choose what?" Daring took another look at the pedestal and said.

"Well it says here that we must choose to either free the curse or to command it either way will open the chest." Our hero continued to stare at the chest even though it was sealed tight he could feel a presence come from the chest. A few seconds later two orbs appeared from the two Altars. One was blue which was on the left altar. And the other was red and on the right one. Daring continued speaking. "The blue one free's the curse and the red allows you to command it. What I don't know is what the curse is or why to command it." Fable heard what she said and knew what to do, he had a general idea of what the curse is. And now all was left was to simply chose.To free the curse or to Command it. To free the curse or to command it.

To Free the Curse.

Or to command it.

Author's Note

Behold low and behold the new chapter and it comes with a special choice were you that's right you get to decide.