Iron Soul

The one Weapon to search,

the one Weapon to destroy,

but the one Weapon to heal.

This is its heart,

the one Wielder has the choice,

the choice of either to destroy or to heal...

--

The cold blade rested on the hard stone block,

waiting for its master to show it what to do.

Bad luck for the bad that would choose it’s a weapon against good,

luck for the ones, who want to heal,

for the Wielder is not evil,

the Wielder is good.

He is an alone being that was created to heal.

He is the only one who holds the fate

of everyone and everything.

The Wielder lives on forever,

Yet still he is not quite ready,

for the Weapon is not complete,

He must retrieve the sacred Forbidden book of evil that will transform the sword to good.

The book is hidden in the tower where the Wielder lays imprisoned.

--

James walks into the bowels of the tower of Abanin,

deep with doubt that he may have a chance against what guard the prison cell,

and who or what lies within it.

He holds his golden sacred sword,

a sword not even near enough to match the Weapon,

but still made from the Wielder.

He turns a sharp corner and there in the darkness lies a gnarled looking creature,

nothing similar to the monster before,

but something that fed on magic long before James’ time.

At once the creature throws itself at James,

At this time, James thrusts his sword.

The Creature throws James to the ground,

Also cutting a deep wound in his leg with its poisonous claws,

But at that moment James stabs the creature through the chest

where it jerks backward and sparks to a wicked green fire!

James watches horrid, wide eyes staring at what he caused,

a boy against something incredibly evil.

His memories double him

and for that instant he forgets the world he had come from to protect and to a world he doesn’t understand, but must figure out.

He is so enveloped in the tiny secret that awaits him,

knowing that it’s his future.

He jumps up, forgetting his injured leg and races to the cell,

he then takes out the orb that the evil wrath that he had conquered only months earlier and thrusts it toward the door.

At once the door open and two figures stand up to greet him,

One was his mother, capture when he was eight and another known as Sohan,

But most knew him as the Wielder.

--

The three adventurers race down a new hallway,

less dingy and lighter than the old prison.

The plan was simple, grab the sword then strike it into the book,

the only one who could do that was Sohan.

They open the chamber door where thirty or so wraiths waited.

Sohan runs ahead a dagger in his hand at the ready,

Provided by James,

Moving faster by the second,

Becoming a blur at his velocity

And then he disappears.

He then reappears at the ancient sword,

He grabs it and he and the weapon are reunited.

Light surges from out of nowhere,

Sohan knew that that many wraiths were impossible

So he races toward the Forbidden book and stabs right through the center.

The wraiths start to jerk wildly and suddenly disappear into ash,

The war was over,

And the King rejoined with his home months later,

His name had been Prince Sohan when imprisoned,

Now stands Sohan King of Vennetia.