The Valley

Shifting between tall grass, a cool ominous breeze runs through the “hollow”, deep in the blue wood forest of “Lay Loo Yuh”. A land rich in vegetation, the trees almost mammoth in size as well in strength but weightless. The breeze sings of dark prognostication coming to light… These “hollows” provide the villagers with fruit, medison, and material. Unfortunately where there is good bad always follows. The breeze creeps and the wind carries a deep subtle roar over the village and after some time the deafening silence sets the tone of adrenaline and fear that encompasses the people of Lay Loo Yuh. Their hearts beating out of their chest while preparations are being made since one can assume that their warrior has fallen to the shadow… and is nowhere to be found…

“For the Kingdom of Lay Loo yuh!!!” A man screams to the top of his lungs and with that 200 other men follow suit chanting; “Lay Loo Yuh! Lay Loo Yuh! Lay Loo Yuh!” Their voice carries as far as the next kingdom over, the final kingdom of Dominus.

Vibrating the nearby water in wells and rivers rippling with emotions of despair shows the powerful mask any man displays by the convicted obligations towards their loved ones in a merciless world. Toting their crossbows, swords, and other weaponry from the lost ages- doom….doom….Doom….DOOm…..DOOM…DOOM DOOM…

“It approaches….our warrior….my son… has fallen and yet there is still a kingdom left to protect my brothers! The man takes off his crown and gets on his knees in the mud to pray to God. The rest follows. Lord, you said, “ Blessed is the one whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered.” Please forgive us of our sins…we have already accepted your son in our heart and if this is it then so be it…in Jesus' name, we pray Amen!” The women and children have successfully escaped.

Suddenly a voice confident with wickedness speaks to the King of Lay Loo Yuh….

“Wiiiiiiise decision…but that’s one prayer that can not save you..”

A chill down the kings spine riddles his body, eyes glow through the tree line

The men arm for the worst…

Subtle growling surrounds the village….

Swoosh! Glacial breath scatters the trees in the air freezing the King and most of his warriors in place with their upper bodies exposed. Fighting to get their legs free a shadowy figure cuts through the sky hitting the trees above them sending projectiles downward slaughtering most. Their stomachs and throats impaled, gushing out and blinding the others with their blood next to each other and the beasts close in.

The moonlight reveals the creature ahead….

“Wait…” The King’s eyes widen in astonishment and begins to tear up…..

“Tsk-” sniffling uncontrollably - “Ahhhh!!!” Ripping out of the ice sprinting towards the creature with the last of his men getting slaughtered in the background by witches, warlocks, and creatures of the night breathing fire and brimstone.

With a swing and a miss, the wind by his sword cuts through tree and rock behind the creature. Dodging almost seamlessly it digs its claws into the king's ribs towards the lowest clouds near his castle. The remnant of his men looks up seeing their king hurtling through the air with utter disbelief for his armor weighs heavier than 30 mature elephants. “Fight oooooon!!!!” The king exclaims before slamming into the wall. A last bit of inspiration motivates the men to fight the horde back even harder. The shots, explosions, and stabbing from them grow louder, chanting the Kingdom Lay Loo Yuh until a single voice is the only one left to do so.

Splat! Blood spreads behind the king and his eyes close slowly. Before he peels off the wall he presses a button in the middle of his chest changing the color from a cold black to a glowing hot blue. A countdown begins… The creature possessed by the shadow jumps and lands right over him.. “My boy…” The king says, looking away from the beast.”What have they done to my boy..”

The creature laughs hysterically as if there were multiple voices doing so. “My king” it says sarcastically with a soft voice “I am not your boy…This is Myyyyy vessel to use and simply throw away when I am complete with my plans…” The king speechless with a frozen look of bemusement on his face. His hands clasps the side of his head and runs through his hair in frustration… then stops… grinding his teeth ”You're coming with me” His chest piece extends out and stabs the creature through its head and the armor glows brighter. SPLAK! “Arrrrgh!!”The king presses a button on his wrist and the piece retracts until he is stood up. “Thirsty?” bleep… bleep.. bleep... The creature roars out of frustration and tries to take another swing at the king. Vwoooom! His armor was a walking hydrogen bomb. The entire kingdom is blown off the map. A light shining so bright night is day for a brief moment.

King Dominus awoke with his son and wife staring out the window facing their neighboring kingdom. “Coretta, my queen, dispatch the knights to build homes for the women and children of Lay Loo Yuh and make sure they feel safe…” Yes, my king” she pecks him and her prince on the cheek and hastily makes her way towards the stairs… “My son this is what you’ve been training for, the council doesn’t believe in you however… the vigilante exploits that you think I know nothing of has proven otherwise…get ready Chef…for The Valley.