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


11. Ten.


Chapter Ten:


It felt like they had been walking for weeks when Bea finally spotted and old cottage in between the trees in the distance. That far away, it appeared abandoned. A few of the windows had been smashed and had been boarded over. The roof was visibly leaky and the walls seemed to only remain standing because the roof held them together.

"This cant be right.” Devin said, Bea remained speechless. How could that shack be the Elder Wizard's cottage? It was barely holding together.

"Not everything is what it appears to be, young man.” A deep voice said. Bea spun around to see the elderly man behind them. He looked pale, almost weak as he sought support from a wooden cane.

Bea stared at him, disbelief painted over her otherwise bright face. For a second she let herself believe it had all been a game, played by a silly old man, but in reality she knew it wasn't so.

"Don't look so disheartened miss Maroon. Come along, I would like a quick word with you before we get you settled.” He said, already trotting towards teh cottage, without any need for the cane.

Bea and Devin shuffled along behind him. He set an incredibly pace for such an old man, but then, he wouldn't be the mightiest wizard of their time without some extraordinary skills.

They made it to the cottage in no time, but the building didn't look any more impressive close by. The walls were cracked and a strip of light crept out into the early morning darkness, from a hole in the door.

Bea was once again rendered speechless as they were lead into the house. A magnificent entrance hall that seemed to be as large as the house itself, awaited them. It was decorated exactly like she had expected. The walls were covered in old paintings and sculptures stood in every corner.

The only thing that made her wonder was the staircase the lead downwards. It was the only way out of the room except from the front door.

"My office is this way.” The elder wizard said, leading them down the stairs. The corridor they reached was lit by torches hanging along the walls. The whole place seemed haunted by a morbid atmosphere, almost like a crypt or mausoleum. She imagined the doors on both sides led to rooms full of corpses.

She shook her head and followed the elder wizard and Devin into the office. It was surprisingly bright for a room under ground.

"I received word about your most unfortunate encounter.” He said, and moved into the room. “I'm afraid it might mean bad news for you in the near future. Especially for you Devin.”

"Me?” Devin asked, his eyebrows rose as he looked from the wizard to Bea, and back.

"Single handedly slaying four of the Emperor's men wont pass unnoticed.” The Wizard said, slipping into a tall leather chair in the end of the room.

"He has thousands.” Devin stated, but it seemed to Bea like he was trying not to appear as worried as he was.

"He might. But he will know you're up to something. Now you should rest. The boys' chambers is at the end of the hall to the right. Sleep well.” The wizard said. Devin left the room in silence, but when Bea went to leave the wizard stopped her.

"Beatrice, I need a word with you.” He simply said and gestured for her to sit down.

She sat down in a slightly smaller leather chair, doing everything she could to avoid eye contact. She felt like she had when she was a child and had done something wrong. Only fearing the possible anger of this sorcerer seemed nowhere near as frightening as her disappointed father.

"Your use of magic this evening was a very foolish move. One that could have brought all of us in danger.” Beatrice lowered her head. How she wished she'd never been cursed with those powers, they had brought nothing but pain and sorrow.

"However, I believe your reaction was beyond your control.” He continued, making Bea look up at him in wonder. “Powers like yours that has been suppressed for so long, tends to erupt unexpectedly.”

"So, what happens now?” She asked, hoping he would promise to teach her how to keep her powers contained, but they were most likely the only reason she had been chosen.

"Well, you will learn how to control your powers of course.” He said and chuckled. “Now, you need sleep before the first lesson this morning. The girls' chambers are just opposite the boys'.”

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