Jeran, Lisha, and the guards quickly followed their
King into the long tunnels underneath the basement. This is where Meridell's
people had hid when Darigan had won the war. Darigan and his troops did not
know the password to move the boulder blocking the path aside, so Meridell's
people were safe during that time.
Jeran had become a lot stronger after the war.
Hiding underground, he trained hard into the night (this must of been a long
time with the war plot taking forever to finish!). The fact that hundreds of
people had beaten him fueled him on. After the war, he still trained. If the
war was to happen again, this time Jeran would be worth at least 60 points for
every victory, more than King Skarl.
King Skarl recited a password and the giant
crusty boulder moved itself aside. The room was very circular and opened up
to six different tunnels that stretched out for miles. They followed Skarl through
the fourth tunnel from the entrance.
Inside was the tomb of rarities, which took
a mile of walking to reach. All of Meridell's best items were stored here. Skarl
moved a stone that moved another big crusty boulder aside. Jeran had never known
of this secret room. Inside was a scroll wrapped in an electric wire that would
paralyze anybody who tried to steal it.
Skarl fired a blast from his Scepter that deactivated
the electricity. He opened it up. Jeran had remembered capturing the scroll,
a long time ago...This is a part of the original story, The Tale of Jeran:
From Boy to Warrior . Read the first story for more information.
After Jeran's finished fight with Domar...
Jeran fell down exhausted, every muscle aching. His final move drained down
his energy. The white glow he once had now disappeared. Aizen's energy was flowing
through him now, but it was no longer visible.
Domar's body had disintegrated and the fight was over. Jeran saw Aizen's empty
body lying on the ground, untouched. He would need a proper burial. He looked
upward. His knight friends were all watching, with shock on their faces.
Scot, the Highland Pteri knight, landed close to Jeran and Aizen. The smog
from the lava was making it hard for him to fly. Scot had noticed a paper scroll
floating in the lava. Jeran asked him to fly over and retrieve it before it
fell off the mountain. Scot did, and they had an unburned scroll in front of
After reading it, Jeran said, "This is filled with the secrets of absorption!
We must destroy it." He sliced it up with his sword. Magically, the pieces realigned
themselves and the scroll was as good as knew. Every knight came down from Domar's
old room and attacked the scroll. They chopped, threw, burned, stomped, and
tore the scroll, and then some. Nothing worked. They all dusted themselves off
when Jeran picked up the scroll and put it in his armor.
"We'll have to give it to the King," he said, not knowing what else they could
do. He could just catch a glimpse of a lightning bolt magically imprinting itself
into the scroll, and the other letters disappearing, before he put it away...
The scroll was empty. Nothing was in it or on it, from what they could see.
It was absolutely blank.
"... That's great," a guard commented.
"We need to test for magic," Skarl said softly,
"Jeran, cut it to pieces." Jeran cut it in two. Nothing. The pieces did nothing.
Not a word was said. Jeran, Lisha, Skarl and the guards left the room, silent.
In an Aircraft Cruiser, High in the Sky
A huge plane flew in the clouds. A giant symbol of a Grundo head was imprinted
in the design. If this were a movie, you'd hear really a really evil and loud
theme song of trumpets booming in the theater. Something of another time… had
Inside, two green Pterii flew to the command
tower at the top of the ship. It was completely covered in shadow. The Pteris
operating the ship had to be glow in the dark to see the toggles and buttons
that commanded the ships, tanks, and planes in the Aircraft cruiser. In the
corner, covered by darkness, the leader of this campaign sat on his purple chair
(as if you could see anything), watching his operation continue. The two Pteris
bowed before their leader before speaking.
"We have targeted Meridell, sir," one said.
"We had sent in a squad in our Elite Samurais
to take what you wanted…" He shuddered.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" their leader yelled in a large
"They failed, sir. Lt. Coldblood was defeated
by an unknown Aisha and a Lupe knight."
"Yes… the destined one…" the leader stated.
" I know what I am looking for. I didn't need the book. It was a test of their
strength. No matter, Meridell will be weak against an army of guns and metal
with their swords and arrows. Only one thing is certain: WE NEED THAT SCROLL!"
"AAAAAARGH!" The Lt. ripped another Techo samurai
of his squad out of the mud. The Techo fell down the hill, with rocky pebbles
following behind him.
All of the Lt.'s squad was now together in a
pile. All five of the miserable Techos were half conscious. They were completely
covered in mud.
"Well, the party seems complete now." He jumped
downhill and stomped on their faces.
"You failed!!!" He took out his swords. "You
know he will not take you back. I will end your suffering!"
With his orders complete, he began to run northward.
Back to where Meridell castle was. He had to have revenge for what that Lupe
had done to him. Although he had followed his last order, he was gone from his
leader, nonexistent, an outcast.
He could never return, go back to comfort and
prepared food. He had to live on the plains, with disgusting, contaminated,
and virus infected dung and plants. Worst of all, he could never use the time
machine to go home to his family. He would never go back again. He had to kill
that Lupe for that, it was for his family, his life, and his anger's sake.
Lt. Coldblood is on the prowl.
TFPOTC (The Free Peoples Of The Citadel, or The Citadel)
Lord Vex, the new leader of The Citadel and once jail warden, was having trouble
going to sleep tonight. It wasn't the cold, grimy, disgusting conditions of
the Citadel this time. This was something absolutely different.
He had this sense that something bad was about
to happen. The world had been at peace longer than it normally was. The prairies
below the Citadel were so soft in sound you could hear the smallest wind. There
were no wild Neopets below the Citadel. Someone, or something, was coming.
He quickly walked to the top of the lookout
tower. Galgarrath, the Jeran of the Citadel, was watching the night sky. He
had an eye on his telescope, and one on the motion sensor satellite (generously
provided by a foolish Meridellian who fought him in the war). He hadn't noticed
the very quiet Vex climb the ladder and stand right behind him.
"Has there been any sign of movement?" Master
Vex asked swiftly, scanning the skies.
"Nothing has been on the map," he pointed at
the computer showing what the satellite saw (it was blank), "and my telescope
doesn't see anything."
With a sigh, Vex ordered, "Keep looking. I'm
having this feeling that something is there, and I had this feeling when…" He
remembered, "The Yellow knight and his scout party showed up before the war."
"You think something's out there?"
"Not only that but it's just been too quiet
these days. It's not like Meridell and Darigan are wastelands, but there seems
to be nobody around anymore. Nothings passed by here for a week. I sense…" He
seemed to fall asleep in his words. Galgarrath knew what to do.
"You sense…" He knew that Vex would do that
when he was about to make some kind of speech.
"Imagine this: The world of Neopia is like grass.
Every type of Neopet is a different color. Now the Meridell and Darigan grass
summoned the winds and flew through the air, cutting each other in half. Soon,
much more grass came and attacked the other grass.
"Finally, the grass starts catching flame. Lord
Darigan grass starts burning everything. Finally the flame is put out. Now,
although the world has doused the flame, new fire will come from the sky."
Galgarrath looked in the air and said, "Vex,
I think your right."
"What makes you think that?" Vex asked.
Galgarrath took out his weapons and said, "It's
because something from the sky is firing at us!!!"
To be continued…