Hello to all. this is something that I've been cooking up since middle school and throughout high school. I'm currently stalled, but maybe actually posting pieces and parts will get the juices going again... who knows? Now, since i can't really remember when i started this, i won't greatly protest that some of this isn't original, considering some parts may be based on KH and other stuff. But for the most part, i HOPE it is. So, read it, comment, red pen it, make suggestions... i don't mind. I just ask for honesty for whatever you do. k... here's the first chapter...
Chapter One: The Dream
Once in a time before time was even born, there were twelve different dimensions, each different in their own ways. They were connected to each other through ways they could not fathom. Guarding each dimension were the High Elves. Each had a special ability to call their own and could travel freely from one dimension to the next. Each also had a world to care for yet sadly there was a thirteenth elf who longed for a place of his own and felt left out many a time. So, in his quest, he traveled to the core of all the worlds, the place where all was connected and unleashed an evil that the Great One had locked away. The elf was possessed by it and experienced greed and acquired a lust for power. To aid him to that affect, he made a crystal that turned black in color.
Once the other elves had learned of this, they were deeply saddened and prepared for war with heavy hearts. While preparing their worlds and themselves for battle, each of the twelve put forth their abilities into separate crystals. After gathering their forces, the leader of them made this prophecy, "If we are to die in this upcoming war, these crystals, our abilities, will live on. Yet only the descendent's of each of us shall be able to use them, and unlock the potential within them. But sadly, none would have our memories, nor will they know what makes these crystals so unique. If evil was to rear its ugly mane in their time, it would be up to them to finish the fight. Let us hope that where we fail, they may prevail. MAY THE FATES BE WITH US!!!"
The battle that issued forth was long, bloody, and terrible. Many people from many worlds, both good and evil, died upon the fields of battle. For a time, the High Elves were winning, but then the Lone Elf struck a terrible blow with his crystal. He destroyed the core, thus disrupting all of the connections between the worlds and more people on each side died in the aftermath of explosions. But, a miracle came to be. A small universe was born at what was left of the core. A world that would be called, Earth.
The twelve lost, but as foretold, their crystals survived. The twelve then decided to go into hiding and live among the remaining mortals, evading the Lone Elf. They sealed off whatever surviving connections had reconnected themselves to the newest world. For a time, they hid. Each in their own, with one also visiting the newest world. But eventually the Lone Elf found them. Mad that they had managed to evade him for so long, he tried to have his crystal destroy its brethen. But the twelve sacraficed themselves so that their crystals would be the first to strike him down. But the plan half-failed. He was critically injured, but managed to survive. He then tried again to destroy the other crystals, but alas the plan half-failed. Only a shard was knocked off each crystal. Then the shards and the crystals fled to all worlds, including the newest one, scattering themselves so that they could be hidden. The lone elf then retreated into the darkness, to give himself time to heal. To this day, the shards and crystals lie in wait for their descendents. Waiting to be reclaimed, to be discovered and to have themselves renewed. So that the battle may be finished once and for all. Now, my friend, let's see how this tale ends.....
and that's chapter one... let me know what you think.
Chapter One: The Dream
Once in a time before time was even born, there were twelve different dimensions, each different in their own ways. They were connected to each other through ways they could not fathom. Guarding each dimension were the High Elves. Each had a special ability to call their own and could travel freely from one dimension to the next. Each also had a world to care for yet sadly there was a thirteenth elf who longed for a place of his own and felt left out many a time. So, in his quest, he traveled to the core of all the worlds, the place where all was connected and unleashed an evil that the Great One had locked away. The elf was possessed by it and experienced greed and acquired a lust for power. To aid him to that affect, he made a crystal that turned black in color.
Once the other elves had learned of this, they were deeply saddened and prepared for war with heavy hearts. While preparing their worlds and themselves for battle, each of the twelve put forth their abilities into separate crystals. After gathering their forces, the leader of them made this prophecy, "If we are to die in this upcoming war, these crystals, our abilities, will live on. Yet only the descendent's of each of us shall be able to use them, and unlock the potential within them. But sadly, none would have our memories, nor will they know what makes these crystals so unique. If evil was to rear its ugly mane in their time, it would be up to them to finish the fight. Let us hope that where we fail, they may prevail. MAY THE FATES BE WITH US!!!"
The battle that issued forth was long, bloody, and terrible. Many people from many worlds, both good and evil, died upon the fields of battle. For a time, the High Elves were winning, but then the Lone Elf struck a terrible blow with his crystal. He destroyed the core, thus disrupting all of the connections between the worlds and more people on each side died in the aftermath of explosions. But, a miracle came to be. A small universe was born at what was left of the core. A world that would be called, Earth.
The twelve lost, but as foretold, their crystals survived. The twelve then decided to go into hiding and live among the remaining mortals, evading the Lone Elf. They sealed off whatever surviving connections had reconnected themselves to the newest world. For a time, they hid. Each in their own, with one also visiting the newest world. But eventually the Lone Elf found them. Mad that they had managed to evade him for so long, he tried to have his crystal destroy its brethen. But the twelve sacraficed themselves so that their crystals would be the first to strike him down. But the plan half-failed. He was critically injured, but managed to survive. He then tried again to destroy the other crystals, but alas the plan half-failed. Only a shard was knocked off each crystal. Then the shards and the crystals fled to all worlds, including the newest one, scattering themselves so that they could be hidden. The lone elf then retreated into the darkness, to give himself time to heal. To this day, the shards and crystals lie in wait for their descendents. Waiting to be reclaimed, to be discovered and to have themselves renewed. So that the battle may be finished once and for all. Now, my friend, let's see how this tale ends.....
and that's chapter one... let me know what you think.
