Outside Hell

by Milo Spires

  Queen Siarui had then asked her son to close his eyes and to trust in her, because she was going to take him into the spirit world. Then once he’d closed his eyes and calmly reached out, she’d taken hold of his hand and asked him to step forwards out of his body.

  Following her request Dracus had then stepped forwards and as he had then suddenly he’d felt like all of his inner tiredness and deepest troubles tormenting his mind had been left behind. The bowman’s mind felt pure and he was unwavering in thought.

  The prince of Eldor’s spirit as he’d stood there in his ghostly form was pale blue but also translucent with glowing edges that were de-molecularizing, as they’d faded out to nothing all around him. His spirit had looked almost identical to his mothers in front of him, only hers was much paler, and in parts vanishing too. Her hands were very hard to see, and the left side of her face was fading making it difficult to see her beautiful features.

  Queen Siarui had sensed that she’d hadn’t long left now, and would soon be sucked back into her prison that Vrakug had her, and her husband King Rasviult locked in. She’d looked at her son and said that she had to be quick. Then as she’d closed her eyes and placed her hand upon his chest, suddenly he’d felt the magical energy within, burgeoning and taking him to a level of beyond super charged. The powers that he’d felt swirling inside of him since studying the spell books, we're now a hundred times stronger and still growing by the second too. His chest was glowing garishly blue, and much brighter in its radiance than their pale blue spirits whilst his mothers hand that she was touching him with, was also of the same blinding shade.

  Then after she’d taken her hand away from him, she’d smiled. Queen Siarui was aware that her, and her husband king Rasviult’s former powers had fused into his inner psyche, and that he was truly worthy to wield their powers.

  A moment had past and when Dracus had finally opened his eyes again, and with it seen the blue light from his chest slowly fading, he was also aware that the energy within was telling him that his new powers were almost endless in their limitations. He’d also felt like they’d always been there, and as if they’d been merely waiting for him to unleash them.

  Then after embracing her son in her arms for the first time in such a long time, and feeling herself fading even further, she’d asked him to return to his former body.

  Dracus then turned around and walked back to his former bowman’s body that had been lifelessly looking across in his direction whilst standing there on the mile square tarmac. Only as he’d reached it and then raised his spiritual foot to climb back inside, and after it had passed through the outside surface of his skin, he’d felt an invisible energy like the current in the sea, that was pulling him inside. Then as his spirit had vanished into the body completely, a second had past and the bowman’s eyes had blinked and then opened again.

  Kaine and Regina had been watching whilst wrapped in each other’s loving embrace, and surrounded by their friends too. All of them were so shocked having seen the lady in blue as she’d arrived, and then watching Satan being made to look an even bigger fool than he already was, but when they’d realized that Dracus had a mother, and afterwards witnessing the spirit of him walking out of his own body, it had all been too much. Then in response to it their already pale vampire faces had turned fifty shades paler, and with it became so pale that their faces had threatened to become translucent.

  Claudius whilst he’d watched had also remembered back to when he’d jumped out of the chopper on the other side of the pine tree’s, just after Laouse had offered him a solar tablet, and that he’d no idea then about the true origins of this little bowman feller, but now he had. This dude in his brown bowman’s tunic that he himself towered over, and that he should be able to handle in a fight with nothing more than a swift head butt, was obviously one serious mother fucker and not to be messed with either. The grizzly bear had laughed inwardly because he was just glad that the little punk was actually on his side fighting against the extremities of pure evil, and that his own eight feet tall frame didn’t have to die fighting him on the battlefield either.

  Then once inside his old body Dracus had immediately turned around to his mother that had almost completely vanished from sight. She’d said to him. “Every time you use your portal from now on, no one can follow it. Your powers are too strong and they will not allow it, but you should move on and just think of the place you intend to go, and you will appear there. Your portals are the old way to travel, and you have no need of them now that you are a true sorcerer.”

  Dracus was like a kid at Xmas opening a big present. He’d absolutely loved the sound of this, and although he was eager to try his spells out too, he was deeply concerned that his mother was disappearing fast.

  Queen Siarui had asked him to turn around and to simply raise his hand up at the tree line a mile away, and when he did, to then command his powers to vaporize them instantly. The prince of Eldor in response had then raised his hand and without doing anymore but just thinking blast a hundred of them, suddenly a huge stream of blue light that was a meter round in its girth had shot out from the palm of his right hand. The garish beam had literally vaporized a hundred pine trees and nothing else. The fireballs that Satan had used in the forest earlier were made to look pathetic by his beam of light. There wasn’t massive heat coming from it that would needlessly scorch the ground around it like the horned idiots either. Dracus’ beam was pure, and did exactly what he’d told it to by only destroying one hundred of the evergreen trees. The snow beneath them was still intact and un-melted too; only the trees had vanished.

  Dracus couldn’t believe the extreme power that he had just wielded, and as he was grinning, his mother had said to him that he must think of the power first that he wishes to use, and then to fire. She’d said to him that he should reduce it unless fighting someone such as Vrakug, and then of course he could increase it to its fullest potential.

  Dracus was well impressed with his new gift only hearing his mother having just said that he could increase it. ‘Shit’ he’d thought. If he could increase it, then and by how much could he do so? He’d already vaporized a hundred trees, and that bolt of energy had been huge.

  Then wanting to give him another example of how powerful he had become now that her and her husbands powers were combined in unity with his own, queen Siarui told him to think of his friend Reizer that he’d grown up with in the wastelands and who’d died for the second time but of old age.

  Dracus had been eager to see his friend again and as he had thought of him, then suddenly he’d felt a wet tongue like sandpaper on his hand, and when he’d looked down his best buddy was there looking up at him with his loving eyes again. Dracus had instantly dropped to his knees, grabbing him up in his arms and lifting him up whilst giving him a massive cuddle. Then as a moment had past, and with it, and as Dracus had looked around for his mother, he was horrified to see that she’d vanished, the spell that had brought her there had finally run out.

  In response Dracus then with deep panic coursing through him because he’d so much more to tell her, stood up and called out her name. Only as he had and as his words had aired up into the night sky all about him, in his mind he’d heard her soft voice talking to him. She’d said “My son the spell that brought me to you is all but gone and I am now back with your father King Rasviult. In a second or two I will not be able to speak with you either. Your father say’s he misses you greatly, and hopes that you will save us. Only first before you think to return to Eldor and wage war against Vrakug, you must learn your powers and become one with them, else you may still loose.” Then as Dracus had tried to speak to her and realized that sadly she couldn’t hear him, and in a very feint voice her last few words to him were, “Go to the cave where you saw our paintings, and once there look above you. The key to saving us and the people of Eldor is there.”

  Dracus’ didn’t understand because though because he’d been there once with Janus and her family, and had only seen a me
ssage on the back wall and nothing else. Then as he’d listened intently for the slightest chance that he’d hear his mothers voice again, and tried desperately to shut out the whispering sounds of the forest and the gentle arctic breeze that was all around him, he’d realized that it was no good because she was gone.

  Then in response to her departure, a single tear had rolled effortlessly down his cheek. Only and so his friends wouldn’t see it and unaware that they already had, he’d then raised his trembling hand up to his face, and whilst full of the deepest levels of sorrow for his mothers vanishing; he’d wiped it away.

  Outside Hell

  by milo spires