| Issue # 5 |
| The Darkness Within |
| The Adventures of Deacon Troll |
| Deacon Troll picked himself off the ground. He wiped away the stream of blood oozing down his face. That was when he noticed that the three had already begun their attack. They were already upon him. Murt kicked the troll across the face which sent Deacon Troll flying, landing unusually far away. The troll knew that he could not bring himself to fight them. He needed to figure out a way to defeat them without harming them. Before he could do that he had to figure out where he was. This place was very familiar. The three walked slowly towards the troll, yet approached quickly. The Elf cackled to himself. His voice seemed to echo through the dark. Suddenly, Deacon Troll's memories snapped back into his mind. He only now noticed that even though the room was pitch black, everyone in it was clearly visible, like an unseen light that was focused only on them. He knew where he was. He was in the Merge. The Merge was a place that the troll helped create eons ago. Many decades ago, when the three had just entered the troll's life, the troll had learned that they each had a special link with each other. It was like a psychic link but more intimate; they could do more than just read each other's minds. This link however, was unstable. It was almost fully deteriorated by the time the troll had found them. The three were slowly dying from it. To stop the three from dying, Deacon Troll helped them form a new link. This link was made to be more secure than the former one. It worked by the three minds of the brothers each in its own pathway flowing together in an area located in the center of each of the three's minds where the minds would combine. They called it the Merge. Deacon Troll was inside the minds of the brothers. All three at once. This was how the elf took them all over. The troll knew what to do now. He knew the boundaries in this place; he had built it himself. This gave him an advantage. The troll stood up quickly, preparing himself. He peered through his eyebrows at Himzz Elf, letting out a subtle smile. "Ah..." began the elf, "I see you've gotten your confidence back. This shall be a lot of fun..." The troll let out a tiny chuckle. Already he could feel his strength returning to him. * * * Dizz Trawyer could feel it. Something was going terribly wrong. He was still watching the blood on the troll's face; he continued to watch it as it slowed its descent to a stop. The nightmare gasped. The blood began to flow back up the troll's face, returning to its origin. The troll's face was now as immaculate as when he was first captured. * * * Something then happened that the elf did not intend; the troll held out his right arm with the palm of his hand open. A small, black cane materialized in the troll's hand. The troll held it tightly against his chest. He began to run in the direction of the elf. The three brothers were in the path of the troll. The troll leaped as hard as he could and soared far over the heads of the brothers, quickly approaching the elf. The troll held the cane out in the direction of the elf. The elf had no time to react. The troll was still in the air when the cane entered the elf's chest and exited his back. The demented elf gasped and stared at the troll in disbelief. He fell to the ground. The troll just gazed at the elf until his eyes glazed over and rolled back into his head. The light emanating from the elf faded as he expired. The light faded from the three brothers as well. * * * Dizz Trawyer watched as the light surrounding the three brothers faded and Himzz Elf toppled over with an increasing red stain on his chest. The nightmare pressed another button on his throne; a door was opened at the back of the throne room and three more figures appeared. He was starting to get annoyed. * * * The three brothers faded away into the darkness. They were no longer subjected to the influence of the demented elf. The troll sensed that there was a different problem; he knew there was something very wrong. The ground began to shake violently; the Merge was collapsing in on itself. If this continued, the three would cease to exist and, if he could not figure out how to escape in time, the troll would be caught in the collapse of the Merge and implode along with it. To Be Continued... |
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