07-26-2011, 09:00 AM
Davis
He was lost in the darkness, trying to find a way out. He couldn't see a thing, just wandering across the empty black space.
»Anyone!« he shouted. »I'm here, help!«
Suddenly, a light appeared on his left. He ran towards it, the light becoming bigger and brighter as he was running. The light overwhelmed him, blinding him for a short moment. After he regained his eyesight, he was standing in a long hallway, lighted by torches. Huge pillars supported the celing, and big windows were positioned on either side of the hallway, letting the wind blow through the room. Davis heard people talking on the far end of the hall. Maybe they know what the hell is going on. He started walking. After a while, he found himself in front of an open door. He slowly entered. The room was similar to the hallway, lighted with torches and supported with pillars. It was larger, however, and full of tables with strange stuff on it. Davis saw bottles, filled with colored liquids, weird devices and other things he had never seen before. What the…The door across the hall suddenly opened, and inside walked a man, accompanied by a woman and four guards.
»John?!« Davis immediately recognized the man.
John was talking with the woman, but paid no attention to Davis whatsoever. Can't he see me?! Davis walked towards John, trying to block his way. To his surprise, John simply passed through him. This is insane, Davis thought, frightened. Where am I? What am I?
»Report.« he heard John ask the woman.
»They know that you're doing something,« the woman told him. »Firen of Heatlands has called a council. They say he's invited emissaries from Coastlands as well.«
»As expected.« John shrugged. »It makes no difference. By the time they put an army together, I will be finished. They won't be able to stop me afterwards.«
»Word is Coastlands is trying to contact Frostlands as well.«
»As I said, it doesn't matter. No matter how many numbers they put together, we won't be defeated. Anyway, I left all the military matters in Louis' hands.«
»Do you think that's wise, my Lord? He is a capable commander, but…«
»He is a capable commander, period. That's all I need. An army is not crucial to our plan. We just need a force big enough to keep our enemies busy while I finish my experiment. Our tropps, along with Rockland lords and the Justin I created should be well enough. But enough about that. Report me about the other matter.«
»I've tested Firen, and he is compatible with the substance. I have acquired enough of his blood as well.«
»Very good. That settles Firen and Freeze. And now we are left with only…«
John's next words were lost in the screeching sound that suddenly filled the room. Davis's head started hurting, his heart started pounding and his legs turned into jelly. He fell on the floor, screaming, while the room was overwhelmed with blinding light. After the pain stopped and he managed to open his eyes again, he found himself in Stonewall. He looked at the building in front of him. Rockland Royal guard building, he knew. He was there six years ago, when the army stormed the city. They were told to quickly assemble positions and defend the city against a larger Rockland host that was returning from the Great Wall, but afterwards the orders came to open the gates for them. As it turned out, John, one of the advisors, had turned against his Emperor and made a deal with the Allied forces to capture him. Instead, the Emperor was murdered by his own protection detail, but John was nevertheless instated as the new Lord of Rocklands.
The Stonewall he was in now was before the sack, though. The city was empty, only soldiers and guards were running around, shouting orders and reports. Davis felt the sudden need to enter the command building. He didn't exatly know why, but he still got on his feet and strolled inside. He saw John again, and the woman from before.
»We need to hurry,« John told her. »Remember your mission. Go to Heatlands and stay there. Assimilate with them, get inside the court and observe. You shall report when the time comes. Go.«
»Yes, my Lord.« she bowed and went towards the exit in the back, with two guards after her. Another soldier approached John.
»My Lord, your ship is waiting. The Emperor requested your immediate presence on Queen's Island.«
»Yes, of course.« John walked towards the back exit. »You're in charge, commander. Defend the city to the last breath. Reinforcements are on their way.«
»Will do, my Lord.«
Davis tried to follow John, but the room filled with light again and the pain returned.
He woke up, sweating.
»Dennis!« he heard a familliar voice. »Come, he's awake!«