To End a War: Introduction

Written by blueberryripple13

A man and a woman walked through the Dubai Airport late at night. She was wearing a black burqa and he was wearing an expensive black suit with polished black shoes. They walked out to where a black limousine was waiting for them. A few young children started at the couple as children do. The man threw them a glance that left them running back to the safety of behind their parents.

The doors opened on their own and the man assisted the woman in getting in. They sat in silence as the car drove itself to the edge of the city and into the desert where it transformed into a four-wheel drive and drove on into the early hours of the morning before stopping outside a cavern. The man got out first and put on a pair of black sunglasses (even though it was still dark out) and put out a hand to help the woman in getting out. A lumbering, grey, serpent-like creature that donned a sword met the pair at the entrance.

The creature hissed at them “Who are you?” They spoke swiftly in Arabic and lifted their sword in an attempt to scare the man and woman into submission. She stayed silent, the man, however, spoke up.

I am General Morzal of the Shadowmen, and,” he said in the same tongue and gestured to his partner, “This is Leo Steelbrand. We are here for our meeting with Tazo. I am sure that you have been told of that.”

The creature let Morzal and Leo into the cave. The cavern was a sandy orange colour and was filled with shard, jagged walls and creatures similar to their guide. The pair was obviously unwelcomed by the inhabitants and a strong demonic urge to do evil tried to overtake those who enter. They soon reached the bottom of the cave where Morzal and Leo had to go on by themselves as the creature refused to lead them on.

This new area was like an office, except bigger and mixed with a bedroom and various trinkets. The creature inside was like the other grey serpents, except they were bigger and donned jewels and a crown. Upon seeing the pair enter, they flashed a grin, bared with rotten, black teeth and had an evil essence to it. With a flick of their hand, Leo’s burqa turned into slick black leggings, a black turtleneck and a long, black coat. Her shoes were boots (also black) and her sleek black hair was in a tight bun that contrasted against her pale skin and darkened her brown eyes. Leo crossed her arms as she gave a grin that showed her pointed fangs.

“Djinn king, Tazo, I presume?” Leo arched an eyebrow. Yes, she could speak Arabic, but she likes to play by her own rules, “So, what were you saying about teaming up?”