The Mage's Hold

The Mage's Hold The Mage's Hold

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Genre: Fantasy

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Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy

Summary

A young woman knows only what her uncle tells her of her life. Her parents died before she was born but soon discovers her hidden talents and take revenge on those who took her family away from her, yet falls in love with a young soldier who brings her the truth of who she really is.

Summary

A young woman knows only what her uncle tells her of her life. Her parents died before she was born but soon discovers her hidden talents and take revenge on those who took her family away from her, yet falls in love with a young soldier who brings her the truth of who she really is.

Chapter1 (v.1) - The Mage's Hold

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A young woman knows only what her uncle tells her of her life. Her parents died before she was born but soon discovers her hidden talents and take revenge on those who took her family away from her, yet falls in love with a young soldier who brings her the truth of who she really is.

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Submitted: October 14, 2014

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The Beginning

Towns’ people gathered into to angry mobs, grabbing whatever they could use to kill the dragon and high mage. “They must be stopped before they kill us all,” one man shouted out to the crowd, “who knows what they are planning in those caves and anyone who gets in our way wishes death to us all!” The crowd cheered in agreement, “KILL THE DRAGON!!! KILL THE MAGE!!!” Just then, a farmer came riding through on his wagon carrying his new harvest to the market . “Join us farmer! Help us to rid our town of these demons before it’s too late!” The man had an evil glow to his eyes with a smirk on his face. The farmer paid him no attention as his brought his wagon to a halt, climbed down simply and gave his mule some feed for a job well done. The farmer was up in his years but still had the strength of a young man. His clothes were tattered and wore a straw hat. His hair grey and white fell below the rim and had a scruffy beard, the same color, on his face. Everyone stared, waiting for a response. “Farmer! Join us to stop these monsters!” the man yelled again. This time the farmer stopped and looked at him, “how, may I ask, do you plan to do that? With your torches or pitch forks? Last time I checked dragons were not scared of fire and a mage has so much power you will never get close. Leave it to the king and his men I say. You with your anger towards them will bring more death than freedom to this town.” All the people of the town gasped at the farmer then looked to their leader. “Are you against your own kind? Have you no WILL, to live?” the man said, shocked at the farmer’s response. “I have WILL, to live, that is why I chose not to go with you.” The farmer looked on to the rest of the crowd, “I do hope the rest of you chose to do the same, I live near those caves and I have seen the dragon” he continued to speak, “I have seen them do no harm or cause any havoc. Monsters they might be, but on a more civilized side. If anything should come to them it should be by the king and his men. Not by us that have nothing to fight with.” He then turned back around and started unloading his harvest. The man grew angry and realized he was losing the crowd, “don’t listen to that old goat! We have them by numbers! We will win this battle and keep our town safe!”

By the time all was ready to go, a quarter of the crowd went home and agreed with the farmer. The man brushed his dark brown hair back around his ear. He was tall, a little over six feet and was broad in shape. He was one of the best hunters of the town and wanted the dragons’ head mounted on his wall. Women swooned to grab his attention however, the hunt was always on his mind. But never a woman. His name was Ryan and seemed that all knew him or a least heard all about his great adventures and the kills he made. But this would be a first as dragons were becoming extinct. He jumped up and mounted his black stallion, raised his sword that was handed down to him from his grandfather, and shouted, “TO THE CAVES!” The farmer had just finished unloading his wagon when he glanced up and watched the rest of the people begin to disappear when he whispered, “my prayers are for you brother,” then looked towards the cave with such sadness sweeping over him. “Dear brother, if you can hear my call, please save yourselves and leave now.” Just then the market owner’s son ran up to the farmer to give him his pay for the goods. The boy was young but always seemed happy and loved to help. The farmer gave the boy a smile with a gold coin for his help and said thank you. The boy took off running excited to show his father when the farmer climbed back on his wagon headed for home.

It was getting dark as all the people drew near the cave. Ryan rode up front trying to get a good look to see if he would see anything. All he saw was the flickering of the fire on the cavernous walls and knew they were there. “All of you out there! There is no need for all this! Go home!” a man’s voice called out but no one was there. A gust of wind blew heavily out of the cave. Everyone started to become frightened, unsure of what they might have done. Ryan raised his sword again to quiet the scared towns’ people. “We will not leave till we know that our town will be safe. You came to our land with that demon. We’ve come to kill it and all who stand in our way!” Once the last of the words fell from Ryan’s lips, the ground started to rumble and shake. It scared his horse enough to throw Ryan from its back and take off in panic. People gasped as they clutched their weapons firmer in their grasp. Then the rumbling of the ground stopped, a dragon appeared from the shadows of the cave. Everyone started to back away with fear in their eyes. The gleam of the torches glistened from the dragon’s scales in a bluish-green glitter. Her talons were long enough it seemed that the town’s children could use them for slides. Her eyes glowed red with fury as she looked at all the people. She tilted her head to the sky and gave a warning roar that sent many of the people running, scared for their lives. Ryan jumped up from the ground, sword in hand, running for the dragon.  Three others followed, one with a sword, one with a pick axe and the last with a pitch fork, all determined to kill the dragon. Out of nowhere a blast of energy hit the four men sending them backwards causing them to land hard on jagged rocks and boulders behind them. Ryan looked up and seen the mage. The evil glare came back to his eyes, then hurriedly looked around for his sword again and found it a few inches out of his reach. The mage didn’t think to look back to the men, figuring the blast of energy he sent would send them on their way. Instead he looked to the dragon and she knelt her head towards the mage where he brushed his fingers across her jawline and gave her a kiss on her snout, “I promised you a home and we will have one.” Looking into the dragons eyes there was love, then a pained look crossed her face and snatched her head away from the mage. Ryan had taken the sword and stabbed it into side and gave a twist to the blade, then pulled it from the dragon to try and stab her again. The dragon was filled with pain and fury. The tip of her tail was covered in spikes and she whipped her tail up to kill him but missed. He ducked just in time for her tail to miss him by an inch or two. The mage panicked not wanting anyone to get hurt jumped in front of the dragon to try and calm her down and sent yet another blast of energy at Ryan but stronger than the first. It threw Ryan backwards so hard he broke his left ankle and was left hollering in pain. The dragon was still swinging her tail out of pain but never noticed the mage running up to her and slammed her tail into his abdomen, sending her spikes through him and pinning him to the wall of the cave.  When the dragon saw it was the mage at the end of her tail holding on for dear life, she settled with sadness and bowed at his feet with tears streaming from her eyes. “It’s okay… my… love, I’ll be fine… and we will… be together… soon,” the mage spoke coughing up blood, then dropped motionless against her tail.

Ryan watched closely and once the mage died and the dragon was filled with sorrow he took his chance. He slid his body to his sword and then crawled silently to the dragon with his sword in hand once again. The dragon felt Ryan climb on her back but she didn’t care, she stopped fighting and allowed him to do as he pleased.  Ryan took the blade and stabbed it through the back of her head. The tears stopped along with her heart beat and there at the entrance of the cave laid the dragon and the mage with small pools of blood.  The other three men that originally tried to help kill the dragon, helped Ryan down from its back and thanked him for saving the town. Ryan looked back at the scene one last time smirking at his new trophy as two of the men helped him back to town.


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