Outside Hell (44 page)

Dracus
liked the sound of this. More powers, becoming invincible, having
the power to create portals that from then on would be
undetectable, and also that fool Satan off his back permanently
too; it had all sounded fucking awesome. He was only worried about
one thing though. His concerns were; would they actually take to
him or would they see him as maybe too weak and then vanish, before
he’d even had a chance to play with them?

Queen
Siarui had then asked her son to close his eyes and to trust in
her, because she was going to take him into the spirit world. Then
once he’d closed his eyes and calmly reached out, she’d taken hold
of his hand and asked him to step forwards out of his
body.

Following her request
Dracus had then stepped forwards and as he had
then suddenly he’d felt like all of his inner tiredness and deepest
troubles tormenting his mind had been left behind. The bowman’s
mind felt pure and he was unwavering in thought.

The
prince of Eldor’s spirit as he’d stood there in his ghostly form
was pale blue but also translucent with glowing edges that were
de-molecularizing, as they’d faded out to nothing all around him.
His spirit had looked almost identical to his mothers in front of
him, only hers was much paler, and in parts vanishing too. Her
hands were very hard to see, and the left side of her face was
fading making it difficult to see her beautiful
features.

Queen
Siarui had sensed that she’d hadn’t long left now, and would soon
be sucked back into her prison that Vrakug had her, and her husband
King Rasviult locked in. She’d looked at her son and said that she
had to be quick. Then as she’d closed her eyes and placed her hand
upon his chest, suddenly he’d felt the magical energy within,
burgeoning and taking him to a level of beyond super charged. The
powers that he’d felt swirling inside of him since studying the
spell books, we're now a hundred times stronger and still growing
by the second too. His chest was glowing garishly blue, and much
brighter in its radiance than their pale blue spirits whilst his
mothers hand that she was touching him with, was also of the same
blinding shade.

Then after
she’d taken her hand away from him, she’d smiled. Queen
Siarui was aware that her, and her husband king Rasviult’s former
powers had fused into his inner psyche, and that he was truly
worthy to wield their powers.

A moment had past and w
hen Dracus had finally opened his eyes
again, and with it seen the blue light from his chest slowly
fading, he was also aware that the energy within was telling him
that his new powers were almost endless in their limitations. He’d
also felt like they’d always been there, and as if they’d been
merely waiting for him to unleash them.

Then
after embracing her son in her arms for the first time in
such a long time, and feeling herself fading even further, she’d
asked him to return to his former body.

Dracus
then turned around and walked back to his former bowman’s body that
had been lifelessly looking across in his direction whilst standing
there on the mile square tarmac. Only as he’d reached it and then
raised his spiritual foot to climb back inside, and after it had
passed through the outside surface of his skin, he’d felt an
invisible energy like the current in the sea, that was pulling him
inside. Then as his spirit had vanished into the body completely, a
second had past and the bowman’s eyes had blinked and then opened
again.

Kaine and
Regina had been watching whilst wrapped in each other’s loving
embrace, and surrounded by their friends too. All of them were so
shocked having seen the lady in blue as she’d arrived, and then
watching Satan being made to look an even bigger fool than he
already was, but when they’d realized that Dracus had a mother, and
afterwards witnessing the spirit of him walking out of his own
body, it had all been too much. Then in response to it their
already pale vampire faces had turned fifty shades paler, and with
it became so pale that their faces had threatened to become
translucent.

Claudius
whilst he’d watched had also remembered back to when he’d
jumped out of the chopper on the other side of the pine tree’s,
just after Laouse had offered him a solar tablet, and that he’d no
idea then about the true origins of this little bowman feller, but
now he had. This dude in his brown bowman’s tunic that he himself
towered over, and that he should be able to handle in a fight with
nothing more than a swift head butt, was obviously one serious
mother fucker and not to be messed with either. The grizzly bear
had laughed inwardly because he was just glad that the little punk
was actually on his side fighting against the extremities of pure
evil, and that his own eight feet tall frame didn’t have to die
fighting him on the battlefield either.

Then once
inside his old body Dracus had immediately turned around to his
mother that had almost completely vanished from sight. She’d said
to him. “Every time you use your portal from now on, no one can
follow it. Your powers are too strong and they will not allow it,
but you should move on and just think of the place you intend to
go, and you will appear there. Your portals are the old way to
travel, and you have no need of them now that you are a true
sorcerer.”

Dracus
was like a kid at Xmas opening a big present. He’d absolutely loved
the sound of this, and although he was eager to try his spells out
too, he was deeply concerned that his mother was disappearing
fast.

Queen Siarui had
asked him to turn around and to simply raise his
hand up at the tree line a mile away, and when he did, to then
command his powers to vaporize them instantly. The prince of Eldor
in response had then raised his hand and without doing anymore but
just thinking blast a hundred of them, suddenly a huge stream of
blue light that was a meter round in its girth had shot out from
the palm of his right hand. The garish beam had literally vaporized
a hundred pine trees and nothing else. The fireballs that Satan had
used in the forest earlier were made to look pathetic by his beam
of light. There wasn’t massive heat coming from it that would
needlessly scorch the ground around it like the horned idiots
either. Dracus’ beam was pure, and did exactly what he’d told it to
by only destroying one hundred of the evergreen trees. The snow
beneath them was still intact and un-melted too; only the trees had
vanished.

Dracus couldn’t believe the
extreme power that he had just wielded,
and as he was grinning, his mother had said to him that he must
think of the power first that he wishes to use, and then to fire.
She’d said to him that he should reduce it unless fighting someone
such as Vrakug, and then of course he could increase it to its
fullest potential.

Dracus
was well impressed with his new gift only hearing his mother having
just said that he could increase it. ‘Shit’ he’d thought. If he
could increase it, then and by how much could he do so? He’d
already vaporized a hundred trees, and that bolt of energy had been
huge.

Then
wanting to give him another example of how powerful he had become
now that her and her husbands powers were combined in unity with
his own, queen Siarui told him to think of his friend Reizer that
he’d grown up with in the wastelands and who’d died for the second
time but of old age.

Dracus
had been eager to see his friend again and as he had thought of
him, then suddenly he’d felt a wet tongue like sandpaper on his
hand, and when he’d looked down his best buddy was there looking up
at him with his loving eyes again. Dracus had instantly dropped to
his knees, grabbing him up in his arms and lifting him up whilst
giving him a massive cuddle. Then as a moment had past, and with
it, and as Dracus had looked around for his mother, he was
horrified to see that she’d vanished, the spell that had brought
her there had finally run out.

In response
Dracus then with deep panic coursing through him because
he’d so much more to tell her, stood up and called out her name.
Only as he had and as his words had aired up into the night sky all
about him, in his mind he’d heard her soft voice talking to him.
She’d said “My son the spell that brought me to you is all but gone
and I am now back with your father King Rasviult. In a second or
two I will not be able to speak with you either. Your father say’s
he misses you greatly, and hopes that you will save us. Only first
before you think to return to Eldor and wage war against Vrakug,
you must learn your powers and become one with them, else you may
still loose.” Then as Dracus had tried to speak to her and realized
that sadly she couldn’t hear him, and in a very feint voice her
last few words to him were, “Go to the cave where you saw our
paintings, and once there look above you. The key to saving us and
the people of Eldor is there.”

Dracus’ didn’t understand because
though because he’d been there once
with Janus and her family, and had only seen a message on the back
wall and nothing else. Then as he’d listened intently for the
slightest chance that he’d hear his mothers voice again, and tried
desperately to shut out the whispering sounds of the forest and the
gentle arctic breeze that was all around him, he’d realized that it
was no good because she was gone.

Then i
n response to her departure, a single tear had rolled
effortlessly down his cheek. Only and so his friends wouldn’t see
it and unaware that they already had, he’d then raised his
trembling hand up to his face, and whilst full of the deepest
levels of sorrow for his mothers vanishing; he’d wiped it
away.

Outside Hell

by milo spires