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NovelistElly

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×Chapter 30×
×Confrontation×
Adam, John, and Rachel had fought like heroes. Every one was injured, scratched, bruised, bleeding, it did*’t matter. Adam was panting heavily, that was the ninth demon they had sent to its death. It had perished just like the rest, screaming in pain before turning to ash.
Adam heard a sound like the crackling of fire. He was wrong to assume it was just the city burning around him. The crackling turned into a hissing sound, and then developed into a thundering roar. A spark appeared about ten feet in front of the group, fizzling in the air. That spark quickly grew into a fireball, the flames shot out in every direction before dissolving quickly, revealing a lone figure standing where the spark had appeared. The figure resembled a human with slightly pale skin. He was wearing flowing red robes, his hands were bony and the fingers appeared longer than they should be. The nails of the hand were sharp and black. The man had cold grey eyes that spoke of untold suffering and evil. His nose was very straight and ended in a point just above his mouth, where there was a visible smirk. There was a hood covering the top of his head, but he was clearly bald.
Adam gritted his teeth and hate flashed through his eyes, he spat out the name of the creature standing in front of them, “Zamorak.”
The figure’s smirk broke into a devilish grin, “Adam, good to finally meet you, you troublesome little human.”

02-Sep-2009 21:33:53

NovelistElly

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Zamorak turned his head to look at Rachel and John, who was on Adam’s left, “Now, now, this won’t do at all. Adam and I are going to have a private conversation. You two, buzz off,” at this Zamorak snapped his fingers and John and Rachel were teleported down the street, which was now littered with debris from the fighting. They were just starting to break into a run back to Adam when the ashes of some of the demons they had slain stirred up into the air. The ashes swirled around and converged, creating a demon that dwarfed all the others. It was easily the size of five of the demons put together. The towering beast reared its head and roared. It drove a fist at both John and Rachel, they both managed to avoid the attack. The creature’s fist smashed into the ground, shattering the pavement like glass. They were unable to help Adam.
“Now, I can finally finish this,” Zamorak said smugly, walking slowly towards Adam.
Adam had no intention of letting him live long enough to do anything. He drew his dagger and plunged it right into Zamorak’s chest, where his heart should be. The blade bounced off of Zamorak’s flesh and only succeeded in tearing the robe.
“Come now, Adam. That just won’t do. You actually need to try,” Zamorak smiled and punched Adam in the chest, right in the center of his already dented armor. Adam grunted as his rune armor caved in further and finally split open. Zamorak’* fist had hardly so much as made contact with his chest before he was sent flying back into a house. The force of the impact smashed the wall of the house in, sending shards of rock flying everywhere. Adam came to rest in a crater on the wall opposite the one through which he came. Adam cried out in pain before coughing up some blood and passing out.

02-Sep-2009 21:34:26

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“Wake up! I’m not done yet!” Zamorak screamed at Adam. Adam woke up and coughed some more blood onto the floor below him, moaning in pain. Zamorak looked at Adam’s ruined armor, “Won’t need this anymore, will you?” he drew his finger across the armor, cutting straight through it, before removing the useless armor from Adam’s battered chest.
Adam spoke, his eyes squinted from the intense pain, “I swear…I will kill you if it’s the last thing I do.”
Zamorak smiled, “You should choose a more realistic goal.”
Zamorak laughed, delighted at how much fun it was to toy with Adam. Sparks flew from his fingers before turning into a roaring jet of flame, “I think that I’ll cremate a part of you, so I can keep it always as a memento of my victory here,” with that Zamorak swiped his hand quickly along Adam’s left wrist, severing his hand.
“Ahhhhh!” Adam cried out, screaming in both terror and pain. Blood dripped from the stump where Adam’s hand used to be attached.
“Can’t have you bleeding out, that just won’t do,” Zamorak ran the jet of flames across the area where he had severed Adam’s hand, burning the wound shut. Adam cried out yet again from the searing pain which now threatened to drive him into unconsciousness.
Zamorak made a motion with his hand and Adam’s detached left hand flew in the open palm of Zamorak’s right hand. Adam could only watch as his hand was turned into ash. Zamorak pulled out a vial and put the ashes in, whistling as he calmly went along with his business. He reached into his cloak and pulled out a purple pouch that was tied with gold cord. He turned it inside out, revealing the soft blue glow of some kind of stone that Adam couldn’t recognize. Holding the stone and using the cloth as a glove Zamorak began to walk slowly towards Adam.
“Adam, it’s not fun if you aren’t going to fight. Come on and stand up. Fight me.”

02-Sep-2009 21:35:40

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“If you want to die so bad…why don’t you just go jump off of a cliff?” Adam smirked, stumbling wearily, his mind clouded by pain.
“You know, once I kill you I’m going to have so much fun with your friends. If they’re still alive maybe I can take a hand from them too!” Zamorak was giddy with anticipation.
Adam’s eyes snapped open, thoughts of Rachel and John crossed his mind. He felt a sudden fury rising in his chest. The piece of Zamorak’s soul within him stirred fiercely; it wanted out. Adam concentrated as hard as he could to keep from transforming, if he changed now it was likely that he would just die easier as a mindless demon. Power surged through Adam’s broken body, but still he did not change.
Zamorak lunged at Adam, aiming the stone at his forehead, malice in his cold grey eyes. Adam reacted on instinct; he slammed his left forearm right at the crook of Zamorak’s elbow. Both he and Zamorak were surprised when Zamorak’s arm bent, “Wha–?” the Mahjarrat stuttered, shock written across his face. Adam took his right hand and pushed on Zamorak’s forearm, demonic strength coursing through his veins. There was no time for Zamorak to react.

02-Sep-2009 21:36:53

NovelistElly

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The stone made contact with Zamorak’s forehead, right above his brow, dead center. A gasp escaped the surprised God’s lips before his eyes rolled back in his head. Zamorak shrieked in pain as all remnants of his soul were obliterated from both him and Adam. Adam felt the glow of the demon power fade as Zamorak turned to dust at his feet, blowing away in the wind. All across Gielinor the cries of demons could be heard as they perished with their master. Adam began to collapse, his regular human strength failing him as he collapsed to his knees, death knocking at his door. Just before he hit the ground Adam felt two pairs of hand’s grab him and turn him over. There was a pair of long, slender, female hands, and another pair of broad, flat, male hands. The hands lay him down gently on his back and he heard two familiar voices, both pleading with him to stay with them. Adam saw John and Rachel’s faces above him through his blurred vision, the edges of his sight already turning black. He felt drops fall on his face; both of them were crying.
Rachel’s voice spoke to him, through a shroud of silence and confusion, her voice broke through the cold that was grasping at him, “Please, don’t die Adam.”
Adam felt death begin to take him.
Adam heard a familiar voice, one he had once heard in a dream, desperation coursed through every softly spoken word, “No, not yet.”
There was a green glow, and then…nothing.

02-Sep-2009 21:37:13

NovelistElly

NovelistElly

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I now present, the last chapter of Sandstone. I would like to thank all my fans that stuck with me through the writing of it. I really hope people will read this without me asking because that is a very fulfilling thing to see that people want to read your writing. I'm really fortunate to have such a supportive community backing me up. Thanks a ton everyone. You have no idea how much your continued reading means to me.
~Elly

04-Sep-2009 19:42:37

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