Hello there!
For quite some time I had a request lying about. Now I got round to finally tackle it. It is set in my Neverbeen Universe. And this is what I made of it:
2018/07/20 – “Um… Boss? You might want to see this…” The
Dark Overlord’s henchman notifies them. They look outside to see
the prophesied hero, who has just heard the prophecy and learned of
their importance, has shown up at their doorstep to join the forces
of evil.
“Mylady!” Totally engrossed with the book she was reading the
Daemoness only noticed her minions wanted to gain her attention after
a few attempts. “Um...Boss? You might want to see this...” the
henchman notified her nervously wringing his hands.
Lady Rawiya Raven blinked then sighed and put down her book.
“Alright. What's the matter?” she asked and followed the man to
the to of her keeptower where other minions were gathered. A red dawn
crept over the horizon. But there was more, so much more...
“What are they?” Rawiya peered at the oncoming hordes.
“Undeads, Mylady...” the henchman seemed even more nervous as the
shambling creatures approached and followed their master, who was
marching straight towards her black fortress.
“I see,” the Dark Overlady murmured, “so the day has finally
come as was prophesied...”
“What are we going to do? Attack?” another of her minions asked
as he clutched his weapons, ready for war. All of them seemed visibly
agitated, even distressed.
But the Daemoness just held up her hand. “Wait.” She spread her
black wings and leapt into the air to face the prophesied hero. The
hordes stopped and the knight in shining armour approached where she
landed and awaited him.
“You must be Lady Rawiya Raven. They told me about you and your
destructive powers.” the alleged saviour of the world rumbled as he
took off his helmet to greet the Dark Overlady. “My name is Aeron
Deathwalker.”
She inclined her head and smiled a little mischievous smile. “You
are not mistaken, Aeron Deathwalker. I assume you know of the
prophesy?” She crossed her arms.
He nodded. “I do.” He sighed. “To save the world I am supposed
to defeat you, the ultimate threat to mankind. That's at least what
they told me.”
Rawiya raised a brow. “And you think fighting me here, where I have
field advantage, would be a good idea? You're very sure of yourself.
Then again you have a whole prophesy to back you up. But we'll see if
it's any good.”
“Actually...no,” Aeron deadpanned. “I'm not here to fight you,
Mylady. I'm here to offer my services and join your forces.” He got
down on his knees and took her hand. “I don't care about the
prophesy, I don't care about those old coots babbling about heroes
and fate, and I certainly don't care about humanity. I'd rather see
the world burn if I can spend the rest of my days by the side of this
beautiful lady,” he stated.
She looked deeply in his eyes, and he looked right back. She saw
nothing but sincerity in him. Then a small smile crept onto her lips.
“Very well,” she said. “Rise. And come with me; I'll show you
your new home...can I offer you some tea?”
