Outside Hell (7 page)

A moment past and then Vrakug had a
thought.

Dracus was about what age he’d asked himself?
Then as he’d added the years together, suddenly it had clicked in
his sick mind that the little bastard was about the same age as the
baby that he’d been looking for, with the crest on its back. He was
also mad because he’d realized that his death hounds had sat
outside the castle howling up at it trying to tell him that the
baby was inside the castle. He’d sent them out daily into the
wastelands to search for the child and was always furious to see
them returning empty handed, only to sit there howling up through
the crimson red mist at him.

Vrakug was so angry at that moment that he’d
turned around in the forest, and with his fists glowing crimson
red, he’d suddenly blasted the hideous trees in all directions
around him. Then as he’d grown tired, the evil lord had collapsed
to his knees and then screamed, only the scream was so loud that is
was heard some miles back inside the Jahunti witches cave too, and
in response they’d cackled. The cackling had started low and soft,
and then as the wind had strangely picked up across Eldor, and
they’d held their arms raised up to level with their shoulders, the
skies as if night then turned to darkness once more and with it
daytime vanished. Then as bolts of lightening chased across the sky
striking into one another, forking down burrowing deep to the
ground, with massive clouds of dust exploding up into the air from
them, Vrakug heard the terrible thunderous sound of the Parchaka
killers coming his way.

The evil lord realizing that the witches were
sending them to kill him, and that the Skylark beasts were again,
even though it should be day and that they don’t ever return until
night, were in fact hurtling down from the skies towards him, he’d
vanished. Seconds had past and then when he’d reappeared he was
outside the castle again, only as he’d cast a spell and from it the
fires had suddenly disappeared, leaving the building with its
impressive towers, massive draw bridges and heavily fortified
ramparts restored to its former glory, he’d rushed inside. Vrakug
headed straight through into the spell room hoping to see that the
spell books were restored again, and if they weren’t and without
the orb, he knew that he’d have to leave Eldor else risk the
Skylark beasts killing him. Only once he’d turned the shiny antique
door handle and opened the heavy timber door to see that the books
were still nothing more than piles of black ash before him, he’d
screamed.

Then as he’d heard the Skylark beasts
smashing through the roof, and also felt the heat from their flames
engulfing the castle once more as they’d searched for him, he’d
vanished.

Only this time he didn’t reappear in
Eldor.

When Dracus’ portal had appeared on the
Earth, he’d no idea what he’d find when he’d opened the door to it.
Would the planet be full of beasts that his father the black mass
in space had placed there to help destroy the place, and if so,
then would they be the same as in Eldor, or far worse?

When he’d cautiously pulled by the tent like
door on the portal, he’d found as soon as he’d stepped out that he
was treading in something long and green that he’d never seen
before. Then as he’d looked up and seen something silver above him
that was glowing in the sky in the shape of an eye, he’d panicked
and leapt back into the portal.

His first thoughts regarding the strange
thing above him that was washing the long green stuff around his
feet in its eerie luminescent glow, was that it could be a monsters
eye. He’d reasoned that the beast, which would be of colossal size,
might have seen him and then be readying itself to gobble him
up.

A moment passed and then after realizing that
he wasn’t gobbled up by it, he’d cautiously pulled back the tent
like door again, and stole another peek up at it.

Dracus had laughed inwardly after he’d
finally realized that it was some sort of planet, and that it
hadn’t offered any immediate threat to him in the slightest. Then
as he’d knelt down and felt the long green stuff that was
underneath him, he’d smiled, and like a big and soft gorgeous
duvet, he’d face down sprawled himself over it.

Then as he’d turned around
and lay there looking up into the sky, and after being bedazzled by
a shooting star as it had raced across the skyline, a moment past
and then a soft breeze ‘
that didn’t stink
of death’
gently caressed his skin as it
had past across him. Only as his mind had become heavy with
thoughts of Eldor again, and then after racking his brains for an
hour trying to come up with a plan to save his people with nothing
concrete to show for his thoughts, he’d cursed and then decided
that he’d come back to it later.

Standing up he’d decided to bury Vrakug’s orb
instead.

Then after a few hours later when the job was
done and he was sure that it was down so deep in the earth beneath
him with rocks on top of it too, and then more earth to level the
ground so that no one would find it, he’d returned to his
glistening portal to do some spell reading.

Dracus rifled through the pages of the first
one and literally scanned every line, repeating the words back at
himself again and again until once he’d learnt that book of spells
off by heart, he’d started the next. All the while and in between
books or every other book he was learning his surroundings, and
taking in the views that yielded to his surprise, no dangerous
beasts in the slightest. There were streams, undulating hillsides,
trees that were scattered here and there, and strangely warmth from
another planet that had appeared, burning fiercely similar to the
asteroid in Eldor. He’d been confused by it at first because it had
only seemed to come, once the monsters eye had gone to bed.

Then and after a few weeks and as he’d
finally closed the last book of his parents that he’d taken from
their study, Dracus had felt a strange feeling inside of him like a
huge amount of electricity swirling around in him. Only with it,
and rather than it trying to consume him, he’d felt at one with the
power and was able to control it. He’d actually realized as the
next few days had past too, that it must have either been the
powers from his parents waking up, because he’d reached as they’d
requested in their message, ‘a manly age’, or that it was simply
because of all the spells that he’d just learnt to cast.

In his mind though and with no more books to
read, he’d wished that he hadn’t set light to his parents study and
that after he’d arrived on the new planet, he’d the balls to return
to the castle and stolen more books. Only he wasn’t stupid and in
truth he’d fully known the reason that he hadn’t. If the evil
bastard had appeared whilst he was there, then Vrakug might have
killed him or imprisoned him again in the shit. Still though the
spells that he’d learnt had put a massive smile across his face and
then from them, even though not all of them had done cool stuff
when cast, some of them had actually helped him realize and
formulate a plan for revenge. A way that he and his people could
finally be free from the tyrannical, evil bastard Vrakug’s reign
forever.

Dracus had realized that if he’d found a
being of equal power to Vrakug, someone that was just as evil as
him and that he could lure this said being back to Eldor, and in a
fight it would hopefully kill him, then they’d be free of Vrakug’s
reign forever, only he was aware that the plan had a massive flaw.
He wouldn’t want to do that unless he was sure that he could then
get rid of the new evil bastard, else he’d only be replacing one
tyrant for another. Dracus had cursed at the plan realizing that it
was actually a really dumb one, and then moments later started
thinking about another.

After the monsters eye had risen and then
been replaced by the burning rock a few times, something weird
happened within him. He’d felt as if the energy from the spells
were aiding him or an outside source was helping him, to find the
answer that he was looking for. In his mind not long afterwards
he’d suddenly realized his old plan of luring a beast there wasn’t
that bad at all. It just needed an extra bit adding to make it
flawless.

When the two evil bastards were battling each
other, he’d appear next to them from a portal and summon another
portal that they’d step inside and vanish. He’d give it the
coordinates first of where it would take them, and also it would
have to be his new style of portal, the one that he’d just learnt
how to cast from his parents spell books. A portal that was twice
bigger in size than his normal one, and that could be laid down on
the floor like a trap. The two evil bastards would step into it
whilst they were throwing punches and then disappear. The
co-ordinates of where it would take them he’d have to work out, but
wherever it was he’d have to be damn sure that it was far enough
away, so they couldn’t get back.

Then after another few days had past by and
various ideas had come and gone, that he’d deemed either too
dangerous or just not practical, the answer of where he’d send the
evil bastards had finally come to him.

One day when he was playing around with magic
as you do, he’d wanted to see if he could get a massive boulder of
colossal size and weight, that hundreds of men couldn’t lift; to
simply vanish once it was inside the portal. So when he’d found the
boulder that he was looking, he’d laid the portal down beside it
and then using a huge lump of timber, he’d spent hours dislodging
it. Dracus had been dripping with sweat throughout the process, and
then when he’d finally seen the thing start to shift and roll down
into the portal, he’d leapt out of the way and watched with a
massive smile across his face as it had disappeared.

He was dubious at first whether the portal
would be able to carry it, because upon estimation as he’d walked
around the boulder, he’d reckoned on it weighing several tones.
Only when he’d seen it vanish, and then craned his neck back fast,
almost making himself dizzy in the process, he’d stared up at the
fiercely burning sun above him and seen to his joy that the rock
had simply vaporized. There was a huge explosion and the force from
it was simply consumed by it, and then sucked back into it as if
the sun had demanded its energy.

So in his mind he’d the answer as to where
he’d send the two evil bastards when they were fighting one
another. He’d predicted that they’d be struggling with one another,
and hopefully the other beast would have Vrakug in a headlock by
that stage struggling to breath, then as they’d stepped into his
trap, a second later they’d land on the sun. Dracus only hoped that
they couldn’t leap away beforehand, or somehow stop his portal or
something else entirely that he’d missed, but he’d felt sure they
couldn’t.

Then with the plan set in his mind and
nothing needing changing, he’d set about finding the other evil
bastard to fight Vrakug. Only as a few weeks had past by with him
wondering how he’d do it, and with the weather becoming colder and
the leaves falling from the trees to lay a carpet of brown over the
green stuff that he’d been walking over, something happened.

He’d been glancing back over the spell books
from his parents again, and from the energy inside of him that was
growing in its intensity, he’d realized that he could alter them.
He could change words and make them into other spells that were far
more powerful. Only every time he did make new spells, he’d also
felt that he was opening up the powers that were bestowed within
him, and at the same time the powers were controllable too.

Then with his new powers, he’d suddenly
realized that he could see dark energy floating all about him.

Dracus had followed the
energy, and then as it had led him outside The Tower of London, and
whilst he been standing there under the guards tower washed in the
moons eerie candy floss glow, he’d had his first encounter with a
‘
vampire
’.

A moment had past trying to explain to the
vampire who he was when suddenly a secret door had opened, and then
with it a powerful hand had grabbed him from behind and pulled him
inside. Then after being dragged eighty flights of stairs down into
the darkness and meeting the leader Rex, that had dark energy
bursting out from him like a high-pressure water main, and also
feeling like everyone amounting to hundreds in the cavernous room
wanted to kill him, he’d shown Rex the portal. The evil bastard had
been so impressed with it that through his obvious greed, the ugly
fucker had fallen into Dracus’ trap and asked him to join them.

Rex had seen great potential for someone with
his powers, and when Dracus had accepted which was on the spot,
he’d been instantly promoted to be the evil bastards first ever,
personal envoy. Someone that Rex could send to meetings on his
behalf, and that could escape death by using the portal. Someone
that Rex could trust and who would relay information back to him
instantly; unlike his own personal guards called the Elite
warriors, that usually messed things up.

Only when Dracus had stood there in the dirt
underneath Rex for the first time, he’d realized that the old
bastard wasn’t the one that he was looking for to fight Vrakug. Rex
was a pathetic specimen of a creature who apart from being old and
small, he was also rotting with a severely twisted back. Then as
he’d glanced around at the massive vampires that were surrounding
him, Dracus had felt sick inside as if he’d made a massive error
even coming there, none of those would be a good match for Vrakug
either. He’d simply vaporize them with his crimson rays before they
could even close to him, no the evil being had to be someone far
more powerful than these fools. He’d thought.