|Saga Of The Legendary Five: Ventus
Author: K.M Thomson PM
Farren Hawkins isn't ordinary. Her life may seem ordinary but when she meets Drake Stevens and gets attacked by a fellow classmate. Farren's life is thrown into chaos. She discovers she is one of five reincarnated members of the Legendary Five and can control the wind element. Now, she and Drake have to find a certain orb before the Shadowbane do. Will they succeed or fail?Rated: Fiction T - English - Fantasy/Supernatural - Chapters: 21 - Words: 107,513 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 09-22-12 - Published: 09-08-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3056673
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The storm meeting
The man sighed in frustration, glaring out towards the dark blue ocean that laid in front of him. Dark clouds of thunder and rain were approaching the cliffs slowly and the waves below were beginning to grow bigger and stronger as the seconds passed, looking as though they were threatening to cause the rocks below to crash into the sea. Opposite the cliff side and in the far distance, a huge city – Devon – was just visible from the thick fog that covered the area. The man knew he wouldn't be disturbed, the citizens were busy with their own lives and also wanted to get indoors before the storm struck the British coastline. Although the area looked deserted and quiet, the man was the only one stood by the cliffs. He was sat on the edge of the cliff. Silence was the man, keeping his mouth shut and his eyes focused on the approaching storm. A mask covered the upper part of his face. The mask was in the shape of a raven's head without any eyes, it's beak sharper than a knife and black as the night sky. Two eyes peered out from where the raven's eyes should be, both were electrifying blue. The man was wearing a long, black cloak that covered his body from his toe to the bottom of his neck. His head was covered by the cloak's hood. A pale chin was poking out from the mask; it looked thin and hollow with a mouth that was like a jagged opening to a cave.
A faint whooshing sound filled the area and the fog moved away from the man, leaving him in a fog-free circle. The man smiled.
"You're late..." the man said. He spoke in a deep voice that sounded American, but with a dark hint to it. "You do know I hate been kept waiting, Spirit."
He got to his feet, supported by nothing, and turned around. He kept his eyes focused on the ocean, a few drops of rain battering against his hood. The storm had begun. The man remained quiet for a while, waiting for a response.
"I'm sorry, master," a man behind him spoke. A mixture of fear and bravery hinted in his dark voice. "I almost lost my way, but I found the path that I needed to walk to reach this place."
There was a few minutes silence, only the sound of the crashing waves and whirling wind kept the silence from becoming complete. None of them spoke to disturb the silence.
Then, the hooded man turned back.
He surveyed the man in front of him. He looked twenty one years old. The man was taller than the hooded man and more muscular than him. Black and white hair. Only one red eye. The other was covered by an eye patch. The man's face was a bit fatter than the hooded man but was far paler, his nose was small and his mouth had a small piercing on the bottom. He was wearing a long coat that looked as though vampire slayers would of wore them. A huge collar surrounded his neck and the bottom of the coat skimmed the top of the grass. A pattern of blood red skulls were stitched at the trims and sleeves. Although there were no buttons, zips or belts, the coat was zipped up. A pendant, about the size of a fourteen year old's hand, was at the neck with a red orb attached to it.
"Did you get any news?" the hooded man asked, glaring at the other from behind his mask. "Any news about the second member, Spyro?"
The man – Spyro – nodded. "I have."
"And did you discover where that member is located," the hooded man continued. "And who he or she is?"
Spyro nodded again. "I have."
"Tell me," the hooded man asked darkly. "And make it quick, Spyro!"
Spyro took a deep breath; the man looked nervous and frightened. It might have been because of the hooded man, or the storm taking place as they had spoken.
"The second member is located in England, in the city of Leeds," he explained, not daring to lose eye contact with the man. "It's a girl called Farren Alicia Hawkins, she is the second member."
The hooded man and Spirit looked at each other for a while, the silence coming back again. The rain fell harder and thunder boomed from above their heads.
"Anything else?" The hooded man asked, his eyes narrowing in anger. "What are her powers? What element does she use? Who was she in the past?"
Spyro shivered. "Wind, she can use the element of wind and psychokinesis. She is the reincarnation of her... Raven.."
Raven looked at him sharply before turning away. He remained quiet. The wind blown straight into him and his cloak moved, but his hood remained where it was.
"I see," he replied. He looked at the ocean again. "And I see you finally found a body. Who was the owner of this body? Does he have a power?"
Spyro nodded. "Indeed. What you see here is the body of Adrian Hawkins. Farren's cousin and the reincarnated dark hunter. He can use the element of darkness. Is he perfect for the mission you're going to give me?"
Raven turned around and surveyed the body carefully. He knew the real Adrian Hawkins was sealed inside the small orb in the coat while Spyro had taken over the body. Spyro was a spirit. After looking at the body, Raven turned back towards the sea.
"Perfect, very perfect. We can use him for your mission," Raven replied quietly, not sounding impressed at all. "Now, I believe you are wondering what that mission is?"
"Indeed" came Spyro's reply.
Raven turned around, rain slamming against his hood and mask like transparent bullets. His eyes were focused on Spyro's eye. The waves below crashed furiously into the cliffs, making the spirit twitch nervously.
"Your mission has two paths: to find and kill Farren Hawkins," Raven explained. "Also, you need to find the second Hakai Obu."
"The second Hakai Obu?" Spyro asked confusedly. The spirit looked somewhat confused by what Raven had said.
Raven glared at Spyro, his eyes burning up with anger. Spyro backed away. The two of them looked as though they had forgotten they were standing in a circle surrounded by fog with s storm raging above their heads.
"Have you not heard of the five Hakai Obu?" he asked darkly. Spyro shook his head. "The five Hakai Obu are five orbs that contain the five powers of Abaddon. We, the Shadowbane, are currently trying to get these orbs so our master can summon Abaddon and fuse with it... so far... the Curatrix have obtained the first one..."
"I see..." Spyro answered. "So I have to find Farren Hawkins and kill her, and also find the second Hakai Obu? Sounds simple-"
"It isn't simple, you pathetic spirit!" Raven interrupted. "Don't forget that the Curatrix are looking for her and the orb. They also have the leader of the five with them!"
"The boy who can use light?" Spyro asked. Raven nodded.
He watched as Raven turned back towards the seas again. The storm was still raging on. Raven knew that member well; they were both enemies. Raven wouldn't be surprised if that person wanted him dead. Revenge was all what was on his mind.
"Now listen closely; fail this mission and you shall die," Raven said as the storm slowly begun to die away. "Betray us and you shall die. Make a single mistake in your mission and you shall regret being brought back from the spirit world! Now go!"
Spyro nodded. The fog slowly faded as the storm clouds floated away. The rain stopped. The sun slowly came out from behind the clouds and the powerful winds turned into a small, graceful breeze. The storm had passed.
Before he went, Spyro asked a question. "Who are you, Raven?"
Next thing the spirit knew, a bolt of lightning collided with him and sent him into the mud. The lightning would have killed an ordinary man, but Spyro stood up as though it didn't affect him.
"W-What did you do that for!?" Spyro shouted, rubbing his chest. "I only wanted to know who you are!"
"That does not matter," Raven growled, his eyes burning up in anger. "Another thing; if Farren Hawkins has a boy with white hair and grey eyes, that's the first member. Tell him that a raven is prepared to strike, do not kill him, try and bring him to me... Now go! I have many... businesses to attend to..."
Spyro nodded and in a blink of the human eye, the spirit had vanished from the spot he stood. Raven turned around to face the ocean with a smirk on his face. The waves below had now calmed down. The sky was a sapphire blue with the sun shining brightly above like a lantern.
Raven turned away from the cliff side and walked away. Mud was covering the helm of his cloak and his shoes like splattered blood.
"If Spyro finds the girl," he muttered quietly to himself, walking through a puddle and sending drops of water everywhere. "Then we shall be able to summon Abaddon... Exodian..."
He smiled in amusement. "Just wait... Legendary Five... Exodian shall achieve his goal... and you all shall be dead!"
Raven stopped in his tracks and exploded into a small flock of black ravens. The birds flew high into the cloudless sky and out of sight. Leaving behind the coastline of the English Channel and it's cloudless sky.