Eight creatures fight for the power to control Newearth.


1. Chapter One

Just before I begin the story I'd like to tell you about the places in this world that may or may not appear in the book.


Newearth is made up of seven kingdoms and the sky. Seven creatures rule each kingdom (one creature rules the sky)


Elves, half-breeds and winter zombies live North. Dwarves live North-East. Dragons live East/South-East. Trolls live South, and Giants live West/South-West/North-West. While the Griffins live in the sky.


The main seat of power is at Half-breed's Court which rules Newearth as a whole from the Throne of Gold. The official King is Alfred Barys, a half-breed who is part boar and part man. 


In six out of eight kingdoms there are eight villages. The only kingdoms that don't have eight villages is Half-breed's Court, The Sky and North Beyond.


North Beyond.

Home to the Winter Zombies

North beyond is ruled by the winter zombies. No one is sure if there are other villages there as nobody has ever ventured there so it is just called 'North Beyond.'


Half-breed's Court

Home to the Half-breeds

Half-breed's Court is ruled by the half-breeds. It only has seven current villages as the eighth was one burnt down during the half-breed's landing. 


The Seven Villages are:

Half-breed's Court, seat of power and Capital.









Home of the Dwarves

Esteracre is ruled by the dwarves. The village names usually have either crystal, field or acre in their names. Though, this isn't always the case.


The Eight Villages are:

Esteracre, Capital.





North-East Crystal.





Home to the Elves

Elflees is ruled by the elves. Their villages' are said to have a magical theme in their names.


The Eight Villages are:

Elflees, Capital.









Zo Klaxonk Raxact (The Land We Rule)

Home to the Giants

Zo Klaxonk Raxact, or 'The Land We rule' is ruled by the giants. They don't speak the Common Language like the other six creatures (Griffins don't speak at all). They have their own language called 'GiLang.' They have anything to do with hard or dull for their village names.


The Eight Villages are:

Oaxachrest (Westloch), Capital.

Lengskelo (Rockshore).

Chenomaxaflo (Stonemarble).

Chenompect (Stonepond).

Chenomdon (Stoneden).

Kloyleng (Greyrock).

Kloydon (Greyden).



Home to the Trolls

Fallhollows is ruled by the trolls. They either have 'fall' or 'hollow' in their village name.


The Eight Villages are:

Fallhollow, Capital.









Home to the Dragons

Dragoncrest is ruled by the dragons. They don't have villages, instead they have something called 'Nest Sections' and usually have anything to do with hot or fire in their name.


The Nest Sections are:

Dragoncrest, Capital.









The Sky

Home to the Griffins

The Sky is ruled by the Griffins. It has no villages.







As the war raged on, Conwyn Fyrehart could feel his heart beating extremely fast. Dragons breathed fire. Dwarves worked together. Griffins stratched and clawed. Elves used spells and weapons. Giants and trolls bludgered. Winter Zombies were smashed to pieces, while Half-breeds grabbed whatever weapon they could lay their hands on.

The war had already been happening for a year. It had started when the creatures wanted to control Newearth. Half-breeds had ruled Newearth for hundreds, thousands of years from the Throne of Gold. None of the other creatures had any problems until a year ago when the Dwarves decided that they wanted to be in control. For six moons it was a battle between the Half-breeds and them, but soon the battle turned into a war when the other creatures decided to join in. 

While the war was still waring in the fields, towns, cities and villages were being burned and smashed. Con hoped with all his heart that nothing had happened to Berkeville. The village there he grew up and there his wolf-wife and children were waiting for him.

Con's own black wolf ears twitched up. A second after he heard Cedlyn Slatefort scream, 'Look out!' Con looked up to see the end of a dragon's tail smash the fort he was hiding under. He jumped out of the way.

'You can't hide forever, Fyrehart. One of these creatures are gonna kill ya, and the way your goin' it'll be ya own people.' Slatefort joked.

'Well, once this war's over and we're all back home, that Half-breed will be killed for being a Kingslayer.' replied Con.

Slatefort's facial expresions changed to seriousness. 'This war'll never be over. Not while every creature in Newearth still breaths.' A dragon flew below the mountain in which Con and Slatefort were standing on. Slatefort took the opportunity to jump down onto the dragon's head and stab it with his sword, dragon blood running down its face. Con ran up the steps and slashed his way through, killing elves and dwarves who stood in his way.

The war raged on, and Conwyn Fyrehart's heart kept beating faster and faster.


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