The Lost Quest

The grip was getting stronger. They were struggling to let go but they just could not let the hands get away from the grip. Both of the men saw a blue light glimmering beside them in the darkness. The light of evil. The blown off candles slowly started lighting back by themselves. In the light of candle, they saw a feminine figure with a long floating hair sitting beside them.

“How did you forget, the evil returns with goodness”, mumbled the shadow.

“Who are you? Where did Aiden go?” asked Yannic.

The flames of the candles started getting brighter.

“Didn’t you recognize me, love?”

The figure turned towards Yannic. A gust of wind blew the hair exposing the face.

“Tiara!”

“No, Ariman.” She said in the manly voice.

“Tiara, how did you get here? What did they do to you?” Yannic tried to get closer but she flung him away to a wall of the

tunnel. Zohar freed the grip and ran towards Yannic.

“Zohar! She’s possessed.” Said Yannic as Zohar tried to pick him up.

Zohar looked at her not speaking a word at everything so undeniable. A swirl of current came through her eyes that hit Yannic and threw him to the floor.

“How did you get into her? Leave her! I command leave her Ariman! ” shouted Yannic.

“You petty human. You thought you could win me and end my reign? NEVER!!”

Tiara stepped towards Yannic and hit him harder and knocked his head against the wall of the tunnel. He started bleeding.

“Leave her, Ariman! Leave her body.”

Zohar closed his eyes and mumbled some chants which immersed a current of red bubble from his hand. He threw it towards Tiara. Tiara got stumbled by the force of the fierce current. Zohar again closed his eyes and started chanting in loud sound that echoed all over the place. Yannic ran

towards Zohar. “Don’t hit her. She has

been possessed. She’s going to get hurt.”

She turned back to Yannic and fired a flash of light to his face.

Yannic rolled into the floor of the tunnel.

“Lord! Fire back! Use your power.”

Tiara threw another flash of light towards the bleeding Yannic. Yannic could see Zohar chanting. The next crystal ball emerging from his hand. “Zohar! She has been possessed. Don’t hurt her.”

Tiara turned towards Zohar and threw a blast of heavy current slamming him to the wall. They could hear a huge crack which resembled to be breaking all his bones.

“Throw the power. You can kill this demon!”

“Throw the power!” Muttered Zohar who fell onto the floor.

“What are you talking about? She’s Tiara!”

“She’s Ariman and you’re Aerius.”

Tiara raised Yannic by his throat up on the air and threw him hard on the floor. The bleeding got worse.

Now, Yannic laid on the pool of his own blood on the tunnel. The pain of the evil in his heart was intensifying with the howling wind. After a moment, he heard the giggling, laughter and a kind of prayer. The army of guards, minions, czars and dark wizards were returning.

“Ariman!”

“Thee, father of demon! Ariman!”

“Ariman!”

The prayer echoed all over the tunnel.

“Ariman!”

“Long live thee, father of demon!”

Through his blurred vision, Yannic saw the battalion kneel down in front of Tiara. Tiara with her brown curls floating in the howling wind, inside the tunnel, seemed to be giggling as the flashes of demonic light from her eyes struck back and forth on the walls.

“Royal blood! Look! His shimmering face shining in the light.” said one of the demons and got near Yannic. Yannic felt the demon was sniffing into his flesh. Tiara threw a flash of current towards the Czar. “That’s the royal blood. It will go to the pool in the hallway.”

“You can sniff on that one.” Yannic saw Tiara point towards Zohar who laid unconscious on the next side of the tunnel. Yannic wanted to stop them but he could hardly hear and see with his blurred senses.

“We almost thought our reign’s over.” Said one of the dark wizards and he hugged Tiara.

“The true reign’s now begun, my friend.” Said Tiara. She placed her hand on her womb. “Here, lies the next heir, the royal blood, the pure line of the family and son of the demon. He will sit on that golden throne to rule Peninha as its true heir and flourish the demonic power all over Peninha, forever. We will never have to depend upon any other now. Peninha will be truly ours.” Bellowed Tiara as if a large thunder had hit the place.

“Peninha will be ours forever!”

“Peninha will be ours forever!” Yannic heard demon humming this all around him.

He saw Tiara kneeling beside his bleeding body. She whispered something into his ear. “You’re goodness always kills you, Aerius.” And started giggling frantically. Yannic got a déjà vu. He had heard that before on the dining hall after he sipped the last syrup gifted by Ariman, his best friend. “Again the devil won!” laughed Tiara. Her howling sound of manly laugh rebounded all over the place.

The laugh Yannic had heard before. “I am the king now. I am the king again.” A demonic vibe floated all around him. The images of the final dinner flickered into his mind. He saw himself falling down from the chair. His wife and princesses abducted and tortured into the dark jails of the kingdom. He saw the holy saints slotted on their neck and fed with the evil water on the demonic chamber to drag their good souls and capture them into cage for power.

“You lost again, Aerius!”Said Tiara. “Czars!”

Yannic saw a czar bringing a clear bottle full of the demonic blue water, to drag his good soul out for the power.

“Holy saints! Give me the power! Holy saints, Give me the power!” Mumbled Yannic in sub consciousness. Then he closed his eyes.

“You lost again Aerius! You lost again!” shouted Tiara. Suddenly, a warm beam of light started entering the tunnel. Good souls seemed to hear the prayer and they were coming to save their lord. The golden ray of light floated through the tunnel, over the head of Yannic healing his wounds. The blood reversed its flow. The time reversed its path, healing the lord and inhaling the supreme power. He stood up and threw away the bottle of the evil water on the nearest czar’s hand.

“Not this time Ariman!” He threw a flash of light towards the beasts ready to snatch the flesh of the old wizard. “You’re game’s over today.” Roared Yannic and threw another beam of current to the wizards and czars which slammed and smashed them on the walls of the tunnel.

The holy souls glimmered and shed light upon their demonic skin burning them to the ashes. Soon, there stood Tiara alone without any of her evil entity to save her.

“I should have done it far before. You’re over Ariman.” Yannic threw a flash of strong beam towards Tiara. She got knocked on the nearest wall and stood back again. “You can’t win me.” She said.

“I am Aerius. My blessings from the good souls and my piousness will invade you.”

He again threw another flash of his huff. Tiara fell down on the floor but stood again. The good souls threw the beams of light all over her demonic skin. But none was the effect.

“You love me, Aerius. Your huff won’t harm me.” She laughed. Yannic saw Zohar coming into consciousness. He started mumbling something.

“You’re attached!”

“You’re attached!”

“What are you talking about Zohar?”

But the wizard continued. “You’re attached! You’re attached!”

All this time, throughout his journey these words were humming all around his ears.

“You’re attached. She’s feeding on your power. Break the bond. Finish the demon!” Now he could hear Zohar humming these. Zohar placed his hand to the bottle of the evil water that had fallen next to him and rolled it towards Yannic.

“Yeah!” continued Tiara. “I am where you are. Good and evil comes together, Aerius. Ariman and Aerius, Yannic and Tiara. We’re the two parts of the same coin. No one’s going to harm me till you’re with me. We’re attached.”

“We’re attached?” Yannic murmured. “Maybe, I killing myself would help finish her.” He opened the bottle of demonic water to drink it. “No! No!” said the wizard. The holy souls started squeaking harder. “Oh! Don’t drink it love!” Tiara said in her pretentious voice. As a drop of the evil water fell into his mouth, Yannic fell on the floor.

“You fool! You eased my work!” said Tiara. Tiara then came near Yannic who had fallen on the floor. She grabbed his hair and started dragging him through the tunnel. Yannic could feel the grab pretty strong like that any muscular men had been pulling him so easily. A weird drum roll began to play. Dum, Dum, Dum… The sound got louder and louder. It was getting unbearable to Yannic dragged on the floor. He shook in unconsciousness and tried to cover his ear but the drag was vigorous. She was dragging him somewhere deeper into the tunnel. The tunnel was full of sands. He could feel his body rubbed against it. The deeper they went, the thicker got the layer of sand. After few minutes of dragging, they reached a pile of sand which resembled to be some kind of sandy throne to sit on. It had some outgrowths which resembled to be stairs and a broad seat like space. The sound of the drum roll hurled louder. He begun to see the footsteps in front of him. A loud feminine laugh struck his ear.

He raised his head. Tiara was climbing on the pile of the sand and sat on the throne. She had this unique cage to capture the soul of heir. Yannic could see the bottle of blue evil water rolled on the floor. “You lost again.” Tiara started giggling. Her giggle echoed through the tunnel and rebounded back and forth. She pointed at him and laughed harder. Something very sparkly shined through the tunnel. On her finger shined the symbol of their attachment, their bond till eternity, their wedding ring. He finally realized what everyone was talking about.

The thing which was saving the evil was his immense love towards her. Tears flowed through his eyes. He pressed his one hand on the sandy floor and slowly raised up with trembling feet.

“I loved you, with all my heart, my soul, in this life and that. But my love never changed the evil in you. A drop of evil would not destroy the ocean of good power in me. You have to go now. You have to go, Ariman! ” Bawled Yannic. He wept as he took the bottle of evil boiling water, pulled out his wedding ring and dipped into it. The evil water started corroding the ring.

“Yannic! Yannic!” Tiara started shaking. The golden holy light spread their beam brighter. Finally, the bright light of the golden souls started affecting her evil body. The little sparkles of fire emerged from the several parts. The sparkles soon turned into huge flames, burning her evil demonic skin, her deep blue demonic light and her wicked soul. They heard the female scream from the flame. “You cannot do this to your love! Yannic cannot do this to Tiara. Wear back the ring. Save your Tiara Yannic, you’ve sworn to protect me.”

“Yeah! Yannic had sworn to protect his Tiara but Aerius has also sworn to destroy the evil. You have to go now. I can’t let evil win this time,” Shouted Yannic as he wiped his tears. The flame burned high in the dark cold tunnel. Yannic could feel the queen, Arina and his three little princesses standing beside him watching the evil burn in the flame of the holy fire.