Zatorra: The scepter of Arthur

Zatorra: The scepter of Arthur

A Story by Midian
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An evil demon would like to rule hell with the Scepter of King Arthur.

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Zatorra: The Scepter of Arthur

Rick was exercising with his ring. He tried to make a good impression on Glory, the secretary. Zatorra found his pupil could use a more daring challenge, took the magic gem around his neck and spoke: ‘Nehre zodium Solus et noctus’

As shadow-demon appeared. He flashed from shadow to shadow, confusing Rick. Suddenly he jumped out of the shadow right before him. Rick blasted the creature with a bolt of supernatural light. The creature disappeared.

‘That was a close one.’ said Zatorra ‘you have to use your sixth sense.’

‘I can’t seem to develop it.’

‘Rick are you okay?’ Glory came running

‘I am fine, just a bruised ego.’

‘There came a mail. Somebody said demons were after the Scepter of Arthur.’

‘Who Is Arthur?’ Rick asked

‘King Arthur.’ Zatorra stated

‘No way, that’s fiction.’ he said

‘Really, Rick, with everything you have seen you still doubt things?’ Zatorra asked

The man inside the Vatican said some unholy creature were searching the rooms.

Everybody on the pentagram, we travel to the Vatican. Rick and Glory stepped on the giant pentacle on the floor, Zatorra followed them. Teleportato et disipato via Vaticana menso spirit

They appeared in a large room. ‘Welcome to the Vatican, Zatorra said. Zatorra was a tall person with a black beared,  black long hair and piercing black eyes, Rick was short but muscled like a quarterback, Glory had a slender figure, red hear and Irish blood coursing to her veins.  ‘Ombro est.’ the professor spoke. ‘Nobody talks. I made us invisible, they searched the endless corridors of the Vatican, the professor used his magic gem to locate the scepter. They went into a room where it lay on a pillow with a glass casing over it. Suddenly three demons appeared, one shattred the glass and took the scepter the others turned their attention to Glory, Rick fired a blast with his ring. The demon disappeared screaming. Zatorra yelled: petrificato. ‘The demon with scepter turned to stone. Then he said via infernus et. The demon attacking Rick dissipated.  With  the scepter back Zatorra drew a pentacle on the floor, ‘Everybody in it, quickly.’ he said

They returned home. ‘In this blessed castle the unholy legions will  less likely appear said Zatorra; now I can browse my books seeing what it does exactly, place the scepter in the pentagram Rick it will be save there.

Rick did what the professor said and turned his attention to Glory. Shall I cook something up?’ he asked

‘Why? Are you trying to punish me.’ she said

‘He I am not bad in the kitchen.’ said aggrieved

‘Rick you burned an omelet.’ Glory laughed

Zatorra didn’t like what he read. The scepter brings unity where there is strife. It’s known that hell is divided into several pieces all governed by a demon, the one more powerful than the other and in possession of legions varying from numbers strong and kinds of demons. The most powerful one was Asmodai. An ancient deity who reigned over the West of the hell and had 72 legions. Zatorra bet Satan felt threatened and wanted the scepter to unite them all under his command.

Glory typed on her computer to right a report to the High Council of Sorcery explaining their latest actions when a voice inside her said. Obey, stand up. She acted like a robot.

‘Fetch the scepter and come out of the pentacle. Rick so glory go to the sign and followed her she took the scepter, a vile rotting creature appeared; Rick tackled him. He took the scepter and blasted the demon with his magic ring. The creature decomposed, but reappeared afterwards.’Crystallus’ yelled Rick, the creature was incased into a crystal composition. The professor returned. The scepter is to dangerous. We will have to destroy it.

‘How? They mind controlled Glory.’

‘I am sorry.’ she said

‘Don’t be, it isn’t your fault. For something to get through our magic defenses a Archdemon must be involved. We travel to the Himalaya, the monks their have the means of making the scepter useless. They went on the pentagram and the professor said . Teleportato et disipato via Himalaya menso spirit

They appeared before a monastery. The head monk was waiting for them , he and the professor talked.

‘I wish I put something a bit warmer on.’ said Glory

‘Here have my jacket.’ said Rick

‘Thank’s.’ Glory laughed

The monks took the scepter to their holy room. The others wait outside in the hall. Suddenly ten skeletons with swords appeared. ‘Animato Nullus.’ the professor said, one of them became a pile of bones; the blast from the ring took another one out. Viata Nihil, the professor said and he spread his hands. The emerald amulet burned. All skeletons fell to pieces. ‘Professor my ring is lighting up.’

‘Some great danger approaches.’ said Zatorra

‘A giant Cyclops appeared, he bowed his head, because he was too big for the hallway. Rick fired on his eye; the creature roared. The professor concentrated himself and said pungio sancte, a knife made of light pierced the giant’s heart, he disappeared. A vial demon appeared.

‘Ashmodai.’

‘I will have that scepter.’ he hissed

‘No you will not.’ the professor said

Rick fired with all his spiritual might on the Archdemon. ‘Call your lapdog off, his rays are tickling me.’ Ashmodai said menacing

Zatorra spoke:’Dominus malus disipato.’

The archdemon roared. ‘You won’t disperse me that easily.

Zatorra took a knife and cut his hand. ‘No, but blood magic will in your weakened condition.’

He formed a lightening ball and threw it at the Archdemon. He went away cursing.

The head monk came outside. It is done the scepter has no magic anymore, you can gather it with your crystal. Both Zatorra as Rick took the ephemeral magic power into their magic jewels making them more potent.

The stayed and ate rice and chicken with the monks.

‘What’s the matter, Rick, you look down.’

‘I hate rice.’ he confessed

‘I’ll treat you on a burger if we get back home.’

‘That’s a sweet thing to do Glory.’

Suddenly 50 skeletons appeared, protect the monks, Zatorra said. Rick blasted one after another. A monster attacked him from behind and caught him with his tongue. Rick couldn’t move. Zatorra fired a mystic bolt to the froglike creature that vanished; Rick kept blasting away. Zatorra said: ‘Non viva disipato’

All the creatures disappeared.

‘We are going home. ‘ said Satorry, he thanked the monks and stept outside in the snow, were he made a rudimentary pentacle. The stepped in it and travelled back to Loch Noctus at Schotland.

Rick and glory went into town to eat that burger. At burger king, the ate a burger and shared some fries. ‘So how is it for an American Golden Boy to wind  up hear.

‘Well it rains al lot, but there’s a lot of beautiful nature, some more beautiful than other. He gazed into her eyes, she blushed and said: ’does that line actually work in your country.’

‘The ring beeped.’

A distress signal. ‘We have to head back. The castle was surrounded by a mystical barrier, they couldn’t go in. Rick blasted the wall, there was a rip, he went through. ‘Glory wait here.’ he said

Two golems appeared out of the ground. Rick blasted the magic numbers on their head and they fell apart. Inside Zatorra was choked by an invisible force. ‘Molcoh’ Rick said, he hurried to the bureau of the professor and took an inktjar, he threw it over the invisible monster. Once visible it lost his strenghth and Rick blasted it.

‘Thank God, you got here in time.’

‘How did Moloch got past your defenses.’

‘He can’t be seen and magically detected, but you learnt your lesson well, by making him visible you took away his power.

Hell, a realm of eternal suffering, sulfer and screams. Satan sat at his throne and summoned Ashmodai. ‘Your defeat by the professor should serve as a lesson never to usurp me again, I split your legions and region in two, Focalor will take the other half.

‘As you command.’ Ashmodai bowed grinding his teeth. ‘This isn’t over Zatorra.’ he mumbled

‘Alright Rick it’s time for a new lesson.’ the professor said speak the words.

‘Aqua apparere.’

‘A bucket load of water was plunged over his head.’

‘Good job, Rick, the professor laughed. Glory was roared with laughter


© 2014 Midian


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