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Hello guys! Orixy here! I forgot the password to my old account and made a new one. Those of you who are old and have been on the forums of a while might remember that there was a section for stories. I still had my old novel and here it is:
THE DEMON'S HOSTAGE (By Orixy Drake)
Introduction
Long ago, in a land called Ethrea, a young warrior named Kevin was farming in his home, unaware of everything that was happening. It so happened that when he was 19, the demon army led by General Macedon emerged into their peaceful world. Their world had a league to protect them. Not any league, but a League of Angels. The angels, under the command of Raphael, were usually able to push them back every time their army invaded Ethrea. However this time, General Macedon, who used to be the senior advisor of the League of Angels, betrayed them and went to join the demons. He knew that the Angel’s weakness was the Seal of Light.
This seal, which looked like a golden medal with a diamond set in the middle, was situated in the center of the Lunar Temple. The Lunar Temple was actually a maze. If you were brave and determined enough to make your way to the middle, you would be greeted by the sight of an amazing temple that was glowed with heavenly light. This temple was guarded by 2 angels. Lunaria and Nocturna the angels of Day and Night, respectively. Finding your way into the middle of this temple was actually a test of adulthood. If you made it, you would be considered an adult. But the way inside was guarded by many beasts. Wolves and Ogres were the most common. These beasts wouldn’t kill you, but they had been told that if any creature that seeked to obtain the Seal of Life and use it for bad deeds came, they could kill. However, any creature that seeked to use the Seal of Life for good was just knocked out and carried out of the maze.
Macedon knew just what to do and led an army to storm the labyrinth. He himself led the assault. The first wolf they met was cut down in seconds before even realizing that they were here for perhaps the most devilish plan Ethrea had ever seen. But after a few hours, they realized that they were getting lost. So Macedon pulled out his enchanted scythe and immediately slashed a wide gash in the stone walls. In this manner, they broke their way through the maze and into the center. Nocturna and Lunaria had thought that they would someday invade this maze, and were prepared. Every beast that was in the maze was gathered at the Temple. As Macedon and his army broke through, they were mauled by the tens of thousands of wolves and millions of ogres and dwarves. Macedon’s army was slowly pushed back, but little did the forces of good know, Macedon’s main army was actually excavating a tunnel underneath the maze so that they could get the seal. The wolves and ogres continued to push what they thought to be Macedon’s army back. Then the dwarves felt Macedon’s tunnel diggers dig. The wolves and ogres were far away by now as Macedon’s decoy force drew them farther and farther away. Only the dwarves and the two angels were able to reach the temple in time.
The angels cast their elemental spells and decimated many legions of their enemy. But tricky Macedon was able to sneak behind them and grab the Seal of Light. Then the tides of battle changed. There was a noticeable change in the angel’s power. Nocturna’s lightning bolts barely made a skeleton swordsman’s body shake. Lunaria’s blasts of light didn’t make the lowliest demon flinch. The dwarves were slain, every last one of them. Then Macedon looked at the two angels, who were unable to do anything other than look around at their surrounding enemies. Macedon smiled. “Take them with us. I have many questions I would like to ask our guests.”

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Chapter 1-Kevin

Kevin stared at the ceiling. It’s Friday. He thought. Wasn’t something special going to happen today? Then he said to no one in particular: “Something’s happening.” A tremor passed through the floor. Kevin quickly dressed. He chose his leather tunic and a modest pair of pants. Grabbing his boots, he stepped outside and grabbed his sword. Quickly snatching up his shield, he ran to the shed. There, he flung open the door and looked for his armor. Seeing it in the corner, he picked it up and slipped it over his shoulder. At last, he lifted his helm off of the shelf and fastened it onto his head, clipping the chin strap together. A horn blew somewhere off in the distance and he heard shouts. I’d better see what’s going on. The clamor seems to be coming from the Lunar Temple. Maybe someone’s trying to attack it? Kevin ran towards the temple.
Chaos. That was Kevin’s first thought upon seeing the temple. Lying on the ground were hundreds if not thousands of wolves and ogres dead. Some wolves were still alive, but the majority of them weren’t, and all the ogres were sprawled on the ground with grisly death marks on their bodies. Some human guards were also dead, and swords were still embedded in their chests. The most gruesome wound was the 2 foot wide crevice in the head of guard, a man he knew well. “No. It can’t be. No one is able to defeat Jonathan. He would never be slain by an ordinary man, and neither would these other fine men. Unless….” Kevin looked over at the whole in the wall. And he ran into the depths of the maze, sliding his sword out of the scabbard. As he approached the middle, the stench of death grew worse. Then he was there, and he couldn’t believe the sight. The Seal was gone, and the temple was almost completely leveled. This conforms my theory; Macedon wasn’t just a story to keep children from wandering into the streets at night. He attacked while we were asleep, and the temple has been destroyed. But how could he defeat the two angels here? No one knew what had happened, save for the dead. Not knowing what to do, he trudged back towards the outer ring, where some other soldiers who finally got the wits to walk slowly into the maze were walking with their swords out. Then his foot struck something. He looked down. It was a ring. The ring was gold with a purple box-shaped diamond in the middle. There appeared to be something inside, but he didn’t know what it was. Taking his dagger out of his sheath, he slipped it into the thin crack in the diamond and applied some pressure.
The ring’s secret compartment popped open with surprising ease. Inside was a piece of paper with words. It read: “Young hero, I, Nocturna, have been captured by the forces of darkness. I don’t know for what purpose, but if you can find my Seal, you can summon me to you so that I may escape my prison. Otherwise, I am afraid that there is no hope.” Kevin looked up and slipped the ring onto his pointer finger. Nocturna, wherever you are, I will save you to repay you for all the times you have brought prosperity to our village. Monsters, you’d better watch out because Kevin is coming! He turned the other way and ran into the depths of the maze, to examine the temple. Upon arriving there, he then rummaged through the ruins. He saw a trap door that would have been hidden under the altar with the Seal of Life. The door was labeled “For Emergencies Only”. Flipping it over, he descended into the darkness. Then his mind erupted with pain.

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Chapter 2-Nocturna
Nocturna awoke with a start. Someone has found my message, and is coming to save me. But what that person doesn’t know is that Macedon has cast a spell so that Akayla, his executor, will instantly teleport there along with me….Run, hero! Then she stretched as far as she could with her wrist chained to the ground next to her ankles. Time for another day of torture and extraction, she thought. Then she heard the door down the hallway in Macedon’s castle prison open. Here goes nothing. Then less than a minute later, she heard the key slide into the lock and the door opened. This time, it was Macedon himself. He walked in with his cape sliding behind him. He war his armor as always, and this time it was polished very brightly. For what purpose, she didn’t know. However, wearing armor was almost a habit for him as he was always ready for combat. Still confused about how Macedon had won the battle the day before, without even getting hurt, she asked him: “Who are you?” Macedon laughed in his way. Then his voice changed. “Don’t you remember me? I used to be Seraphim, the advisor of Raphael!” he said in a familiar deep, calm voice. Nocturna looked at him. “So it’s you, Seraphim. Why do you do this?” she queried. “Don’t call me Seraphim! He is dead! The Dark Lord has taught me many things. I don’t kill for fun! As our army stretches through the land, we are able to gain more power through those puny human’s grief for their dead. I need power! And I’ll start with you. Will you hand over your powers, girl?” he asked, tightening the chains locked around her wings. “Never! You’ll never get them from me!” she screeched defiantly. Macedon looked at her with a strange look of half pity and half anger. “Then I’ll have to take them forcefully, which would almost kill you.” Nocturna looked him in the eyes. “Do what you must, but I will not give you my powers of night.” Macedon shrugged and whispered. “Well, the Dark Lord already predicted that you wouldn’t relent so easily. And so, he taught me more than just how to fight. Now, I know how to drain you of your powers by….” Whatever he was about to say was interrupted by a skeleton guard walking in with a ball of pure dark matter. “This ultrasonic sapper!” he said. “But however, the pain of losing all of your powers and turning into what is essentially an immortal human will partly drive you insane. So I’ve decided to do this to repay you for helping me when I was young. You remember?” he asked with a voice that was almost cracking with sadness. Nocturna remembered. When Macedon (then still called Seraphim) had lost his pet Lycorax when he was young by angel standards, Nocturna had found his pet and returned it to him. Nocturna looked at him. “You don’t have to do this, you know. You can reject the Dark Lord’s teachings. Remember who you were. Remember those times Raphael and his wife Victoriana had comforted you after you were injured.” Macedon stared at her for a while. Then he grimaced. “The past is the past. And now, I must drive the stake deeper.” He took the Sapper from the skeleton and it flared with power in his hands. “Let me explain how this works. This Sapper will extend its energy around you to steal your powers. However, this Sapper will also allow me to hear or understand everything going on in your head. Last, you would do good to know that this Sapper doesn’t drain all of your powers immediately. But don’t think there’s any hope. It only takes 4 hours for you to lose all of your powers. And unless a hero finds your message and gets your seal in 4 hours, say ‘Bye bye’ to everything that you have known to be true. Now brace yourself.” Upon finishing his explanation, the Sapper extended its energy towards her. Then a tugging was felt. The chains around her wings tightened and then they ripped her wings off of her. Nocturna screamed until Macedon stuffed a cloth into her mouth and then the Sapper connected. Young hero, please hurry.

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Chapter 3-Kevin
Kevin woke up awhile later. He looked at his timepiece. It read: “4:30”. According to Nocturna’s voice, he had just 4 hours left. When he fainted, Nocturna appeared to him, weary and missing her wings, and told him that he had 4 hours to find her seal and to teleport her to him. They were connected in a way that was almost unheard of. When an individual has the seal of an Angel, then he/she can summon the angel to help him/her. When an individual has an item of importance to the Angel, he/she can feel what the Angel is feeling, and also communicate with the angel wherever the Angel is. The world now is changing. Just a few hours ago I was one of the lowliest soldiers. And now I’m one of the chosen ones. He sprinted forward upon realizing that he now only had 3 hours and 40 minutes left. The tunnels underground were a labyrinth. He ran this way and that in the seemingly endless underground. Then he turned a corner and gasped.
Right in front of him was a giant room full of treasure. He walked into the room, dazed from the piles of gold pieces and stacks of silver. He danced upon the riches and then suddenly a thought came to him. How long have I been here? Worried, he looked at his time piece for the 2nd time. And he almost fell over. The time piece read 7:20. The meant there was just over an hour left. He backed out of the room and ran into the darkness again. He turned left, right, left, left, right, right, left, left, left, left, right. And then he was in a room with amethyst walls. In front of him was a kind of altar. It had a single item that looked like a shiny metal with a purple amethyst border. “Yes! I did it, Nocturna. You are saved!” he shouted into the empty room. He looked at his time piece. 8:26. He sprinted into the room and grabbed the icon. He imagined Nocturna to be next to him. Then he felt a strange sensation in his guts. Something shimmered next to him and then a hideous beast appeared, followed by a figure bound in chains. His heart leapt as he noticed the red stains on the figure’s robes. Then he saw a glimmer of metal off to his right. Drawing his sword, he slashed at the shimmering blade that was heading towards his head. The blade skimmed towards the right. He saw his assailant. The beast with mis-attached wings was leaping at him. He ducked a furious slash and then pressed forward. “You cannot hope to defeat me, you demon!” he yelled. Then he delivered a savage cross cut at the monster. He felt a strange pleasure in feeling his blade come home into the abdomen of the beast. He thrust with all his force and with a sickening crunch, the blade slid home.
The beast collapsed onto the floor. He was still grimacing at the feeling of killing a monster so….squishy. He turned around and observed the other figure, not knowing if this was a trick. He heard a moan and slowly approached the figure, who was now laying with its back against the wall. He gasped in horror. Nocturna was lying there, chained around her ankles and her wrists. A rope had been tied around her head, securing the knotted cloth in her mouth. “Who did this?” he asked, untying the rope and removing the gag. Nocturna looked up at him and grimaced. “Macedon….he’s Seraphim……tell the others…..that…..their next target…..is the forbidden realm…..and…..” then she collapsed, unconscious. Kevin turned her over onto her back, and hacked at the chains around her wrists. They snapped after a few dozen blows. Then he did the same to those around her ankles. He saw many dozen slash marks all over her body, and then he looked at her back, and gasped. Her wings had been ripped cleanly off.

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Chapter 4-Nocturna
Nocturna was barely conscious as Macedon said triumphantly: “Only 5 minutes left of your sanity!” Then Macedon raised his hands and attached her bloody wings to Akayla’s back. Akayla bowed and said: “I am honored, master, to do your bidding.” Macedon laughed like a maniac and said: “4 minutes left. Akayla, get ready because I sense that the young fool that Nocturna has informed is going to find the seal in the next hour. But by then it will be too late.” Nocturna perked up as Macedon uttered those words. The pain was unbearable, but she felt a sensation. Then there was a tug that was nowhere yet everywhere and then a flash of light.
Nocturna opened her eyes again. She was lying on the floor of her secret temple. She thought: He has done it! Then she saw him fighting Akayla, his blade a swirl of death as he cut him down. His blade was true and Akayla landed on the ground, a red gash in his chest. Then her hero turned and knelt next to her. She felt her gag being removed and she uttered: “Macedon….he’s Seraphim……tell the others…..that…..their next target…..is the forbidden realm…..and…..” then she fell back into the realm of sleep.
Nocturna’s eyes sprang open. She realized something. The chains around her ankles were gone and so were those that had restrained her wrists. She stretched and looked around. She was still underground, but she was in a different chamber of her secret shrine. This room was the bunker. Her champion was sitting nearby, cooking a plate of food. As she watched, he devoured it hungrily and then reached for another. She tried to sit up, but her arms gave away underneath her. That was all the movement he needed before he turned around and realized that she was awake. “Do you want some food?” he asked. “This bacon is kind of good, although I’m not a good cook. I’m Kevin. And you must be Nocturna right?” Nocturna looked him over. Kevin was clearly an experienced warrior. She saw a scar from what she assumed was a dragon on his cheeks, and saw the muscles in his arms. She felt her stomach rumble. Her captives hadn’t given her much food during her time in prison. “Yes, please. Thanks for rescuing me.” Kevin picked up about 2 dozen pieces of bacon and walked over to her. He laid the platter next to her right arm and then walked back over. As he walked, Nocturna noted something else. Judging from his stride, he was not a long distance runner, but actually a sprinter. Then he sat down next to her. Nocturna reached over and took a piece of bacon off of the platter next to her.
The bacon was better than anything that her captors had given her. She smiled. “Thank you; you underestimate yourself when you say that you don’t cook well.” Kevin looked at her, happy for company. “I’m was a regular warrior; never looked up to, and never respected. But now since this morning when I heard the temple overrun, I’ve become what you said is the ‘Chosen One’.” He looked over Nocturna and then asked her. “What happened this morning? And what happened to your wings? How did they come to be attached to THAT thing?” he queried, pointing at Akayla’s still form. Nocturna thought about what had happened and whispered. “This morning, our spotters saw an army coming over the horizon. At first, we thought it was this village’s standing army coming home from a patrol. But then they headed straight for this place and then we knew that Macedon was coming. We grouped in front of the building above us, and we thought we had defeated them. Then Macedon led his army from underneath ground to attack us. We were slaughtered after he had taken the Seal of Life. Then…”

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Chapter 5-Kevin
Kevin listened as Nocturna told her story. But he couldn’t keep from looking at her form. She wore her tunic, but it was almost completely ripped up from her time in captivity. Underneath, she wore a half moon bra and a pantie made of purple fabric. Her hair was dark brown and long. A single flower graced her head. Kevin looked up as she finished her story. What had happened shocked him. “So this Macedon person was actually the 3rd most powerful of the angels, and now he’s our enemy?” he queried. Nocturna looked at him with a not surprisingly sad look. “Not anymore. We were able to destroy hundreds of enemies with one spell, but now our spells have basically not effect. Perhaps King Raphael and Queen Victoriana and their High Advisor Athena might be able to match Macedon in a fair battle, but I doubt that Macedon would opt for a fair battle. On the other hand, King Raphael and Queen Victoriana probably wouldn’t fight Macedon alone, suspecting the presence of a trick.” Kevin nodded, pondering a question. “Which of you angels are the strongest?” he asked. Nocturna thought for a moment and replied: “Well, this is the thing. We angels don’t usually compete to see who’s the most powerful, but if you have to….King Raphael and Queen Victoriana are probably the strongest. Then High Advisor Athena, and the council of Advisors.” Kevin still didn’t know something and so asked again. “Who makes up the council of Advisors?” Nocturna looked at the cave ceiling and then replied: “A representative from each of the domains. From the Underworld, which is anywhere underground, we have Styx and Pandora, angels of Misery and Misfortune. From the oceanic world, we have Nyssa and Isolde, water and ice respectively. From the natural world, we actually have a lot. Their most powerful representative is Polly, the angel of flowers. Those individuals are Sylvia, Lorelei, Demeter, and Prospera. Sylvia is the angel of motherhood and general nature, giving birth to Romulus and Remus. Lorelei is the angel of youths. Demeter and Prospera are the angels of Agriculture. Boadicea and Glacia guard the angel’s council hall, and are the generals of the army of angels. There are many more but naming them all will take a long time.” Kevin nodded thoughtfully. “How powerful are you?” he asked. “I may have been one of the element angels, but now after what Macedon has done, I am one of the least powerful.”
Kevin pointed towards her back and asked: “What will happen to the places where your wings used to be?” Nocturna winced upon thinking of the feeling of her wings being taken off. “An angel’s wings will never regrow. I will heal quickly, but I will never be able to fly again, or cast powerful spells. Now I am essentially a stronger female spell caster who is immortal.” Kevin understood exactly what she meant. She must have been strong to still be able to speak normally. Now realizing just what was happening, he bowed to Nocturna and said: “Nocturna, you are beyond strong to have endured what you have endured. But what of your counterpart, Lunaria?” Nocturna gazed at him and replied with one word. “I don’t know...” Then she knelt over and started to cry.

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