Rise Of The Phoenix

The legend says that when the Phoenix rises from the ashes of a fallen wizard, six young heroes are ready to take on the honorable task of restoring the country's long lost greatness, but before that can happen, they must be taught the ways of their ancient heroes.

17 year old Beatrice leaves her home in the early morning, to fulfill her duty as one of the chosen ones, knowing she might not return.
For more than thirty years, the country has been ruled by an evil wizard, whose power lies solely in his ability to raise the dead. Now, his reign has come to a turning point, that will either mark the end of his terror, or grant him even bigger powers. Only six chosen youngsters have the ability to change the future.

Most likely part I of a trilogy

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6. Five

 

Chapter Five:

 

Dusk was falling in the haunted country. At this hour, past curfew, the streets were empty and stores lay abandoned. Living ghost towns, were what they were. All life hidden within the darkness as souls that should have never been resurrected roamed the cities.

 

In a small two story house in one of the seafront villages, lived a family whose lives had been drawn even deeper into the darkness.

The father of Beatrice Maroon sat by the dining table, his face hidden in his palms as he tried to understand what had happened. He, and several of the village men, had searched for her all day, but it was no surprise that their search had been fruitless. Bea knew her way around the woods, better than any of them.

His heart might have been clouded by fear, but it also held hope. Hope that his daughter would make it home safe, and maybe accomplish what she had set out to do. When pushing away the dangers that she would inevitably face, it was a proud father that waited his daughters return.

 

Where his mind was in turmoil, his wife's was filled with grief. She feared the emperor more than anyone in the village and to her, it was almost certain that Bea would never return.

An old memory that she had never successfully buried, surfaced once again.

Her mother, Bea's grandmother, had been a sorceress, a powerful one, but she was cursed by the foolishness of a child. She had been taken away by the emperor, never to be seen again, more than 20 years earlier, when Bea's mother was very young.

 

That was why it had been so crucial to keep Bea's powers hidden, but Bea had never understood that. She had rebelled against her mother's protectiveness her entire life. This was probably why she know found herself several miles away, hiding between a group of fallen trees in the middle of the woods.

 

It was almost dark and the cold winds that haunted the nights had started to set in. She felt alone in the woods, in a way she never had before. She had camped in the woods with her father several times before the curfew was enforced, but back then, the fauns lived freely in the woods, and the only danger anyone could meet was the nagging of a harpy that felt wrongly treated. Now, every non-human creature lived in designated areas, with few resources to help them survive, only nymphs and creatures of darkness had been allowed to stay in their homes.

 

The sound of rustling leaves tore through the air. Bea tensed. Holding her breath she crept further under the logs. It was going to be a long night, hiding from the patrols and the wolves, only ever sleeping lightly.

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