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


2. One


Chapter One:


The woods were haunted by a silence that had not been lifted for more than 30 years since the curse, that banished all hope from the country was cast.

Trees and flowers had long passed away and only mud and the most stubborn of weeds remained among the shadows of death that surrounded the narrow path.

There were no singing birds or a gentle breeze rustling up the leaves, not even the sound of the heavy raindrops breached the deafening silence.

What had once been the home of countless creatures, held no more than a few mangy wolves that had yet to succumb to starvation. These woods were truly a place of despair.


In the aftermath of the recent storm, a lone wizard wandered through the woods unnoticed. The rain did not bother him and neither did the thought of wolves or any other danger. The only thing disturbing his thoughts was the guest that was surely awaiting his return.

This was a guest of great importance; his visit would affect the fate of many citizens throughout the country.


Drawing a heavy breath, the wizard saw the cottage appear between the trees ahead. He was well aware that there was no turning back; his fate had been sealed for as long as he could remember, and tonight was the night to fulfill his destiny.


“Lost in throught, old friend?” His guest asked, but his sudden appearance didn't startle the wizard. He had lived a great part of his life in these woods. He knew every sound and every shadow; he had heard his guest approach.


“Only fools lose themselves in thought in times like these.” He said, leaving no time for further explanation before he picked up his pace and once again headed for the cottage.


“Certainly no one would think you a fool.” The visitor replied. “Would you care to enlighten me, on why you called me out here with such urgency?”


“It is time.” The wizard said. “The Phoenix will rise, exactly like the legend says.”


“I see.” The guest said, his voice revealing no trace of emotion. “And what will you do about that?”


“The chosen ones will be gathered. I will prepare them myself. This will let us know their strengths before they do and thus we can exploit their weaknesses.”


At this, a treacherous smile appeared on the visitors face. He nodded approvingly, and left without a word, within minutes he vanished in the distance, leaving the Wizard alone, to prepare for his mission.

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