The Beginning Of The End

To the eyes of the Vampires, Werewolves ,Humans and Orcs alike the Dark Forest was Nothing but a vast land filled with trees that whispered about death and in which nothing but foul creatures roamed. Creatures even the blood sucking vampires feared. At the centre of this forest lied the fortress Lamisan. This fortress which was cloaked by the Old Ones was protected by The immortal and his ghostly witch wife. Legends stated that the Immortal was over two millennia old. But of course this was nothing but a myth among the humans and the wolves but the oringinal vampires remember the world before the demon Hagrith and his accomplices were defeated. One day in the fortress, a ghast of wind brushed against a chiseled jawlin and The Immortal caught a scent; one he did not in a long time. His long nose twitched in disbelief. His deep blue eyes wide open and his dark long hair resting on his back he paused sharpening his sword and concentrated on the scent. His ears listened for any movement. Due to the gift the Old Ones bestowed upon him his senses have been higtened to exceed even that of the vampire. He could hear the snap of a twig from miles away. After a few seconds of concentrating he gave up and continued sharpening his sword. The fortress was peacefull and quite but the same could not be said for the outside world. The Orcs of Balzathar were wrecking havoc. village after village the humans were being wiped. At the beginning the wolves despite the fact that they were known to be more humane than the vampires stayed out of the war and watched the humans being slaughtered.So did the vampires. But after a few villages of the wolves and the vampires were wiped they all thought it best to join forces in the valley of Lamisan which was the point where the Old Ones joined forces with the rest of species and defeated Hagrith. The elders from all the species agreed to send messengers for the Immortal as the reason for the orces genocides was to find the the horns of Hagrith and release him and in doing so he will be indebted and spare them. The elders chose three warriors from each of the species as they could not agree on who to send. Among the three warriors was a human warrior who was believed to be the direct descendant of The Immortal. The descendant warrior was called Irram and was despised among the vampires and he was known to be a vampire hunter.He was one of the best swordsmen among the Humans and the wolves liked him. The warriors had an incredibly hard task to complete as the had to cross a land infested by Orcs who are also know for their incredible sense of smell but they managed to reach the the gateway entry point if the Dark Forest with little or no encounter with Orcs. Before they entered one of the vampires stopped looking startled, 'scared of demons are we Buffor,' said one of the wolves sarcastically. Buffor snarled growing his fangs and claws resdy to bounce on the wolf Amine .The other vampires calmed him down and the Alpha of the wolfpack growled at Amine. Buffor declared that he could not smell anything inside the forests as if he lost his sense of smell. The wolves too lost the sense of smell noticing for the first time. The Alpha Jyacob told the pack that they have a mission to accomplish and they will venture into the forest and find The Immortal with or without the vampires. Irram was the first one to enter the forest followed by Jyacob and his pack and last one to enter was Buffor.' If you want to survive do not get cut from the group and do not walk away from path or you will never find it again,' announced Irram.'You are not my leader weakling, stop giving me orders.' Jabir said to Irram. Irram replied 'This weakling killed hundreds of your stinky blood sucking species including one of the original ones whats that say about you, you newbie. i can kill you in my sleep you soulless creature.' Jabir snarled and spat at Irram and he laughed it off After a few hours of following the trail that was believed to be leading to the fortress Nimo halted the group pointing to the east side of the the trail which had a small clearing behind whitch grew pine trees.'what is it vampire.' asked Thorin the archer of the human warriors. Nimo said she heard something move in that direction. After a few seconds if nothing happening the group decided to continue moving as one of the wolves suggested that the sun was setting and had they to find the rive which ran through the forest. Just as they started to walk there was a whoosh sound and suddenly Alberto , started screaming and a large hairy claw like thing has pierced his leg and he was bleeding. The warriors armed themselves as Amine help the wounded Alberto. 'Dont leave the path at all costs,'yelled Irram,'vampires are you getting any scent.'and with another whoosh another claw came flying from the woods this time directed towards Nimo but before it hit her irram blocked it with his swords.'I had that weakling dont need your help,'said Nimo ungratefully.'You are welcome,'replied Irram sarcastically,and continud 'thats a Tasarus its scared of fire, Thorin here,' he said as he gave him an arrow with a burning tip. He pointed for him to aim between the leaves of a pine. Thorin did as he was told and sure enough hit the cteature right between its eyes and it fell down dead.'Thats just a big spider, what harm did it have on me.' said Jabir boastly. Irram snickered and said,' a drop of its poison can kill even you if not sucked out stupid, which is why Nimo i need you to return my favour by helping out my friend here.'Although both Amine and Nimo tried their best Alberto make it and the warriors continued with their trail