Mythical

The woman stared at her, the small candles that were lite refelted off her eyes.
Violet shook her head.
"This could be a bad omen..."

 

Buaizu nodded. And started to back away, same as Violet.

 

The woman looked at her kindly.
"What is a mortal walking on sacred grounds of the dead..." The woman said now looking straight at her. She stood in front of her now holding to what looked that a sacred staff or rod....

 

Buaizu answered her question, " I came to this church with Violet...." she said pointing to Violet.

 

"But how did you get here. In the city? Noone could have gotton by those attack wolves.." She seemed comfused.

 

" I came here with Prince, or uh King Gemmini." she said

 

The womans look lessend towards her.
"I see, And hows is Gemmini.....He was and still is-" She paused not saying anymore.

 

" He was what?" she asked her.

 

The woman stared at her.
"Sit down child......This will be a long story."

 

Buaizu sat down. Ready to hear a story.

 

The woman sat at one of the broken pews.
"A long time ago we never were a underground city, but we lived on the surface until, people against us raided us killing off our first borns. That was only that was only the start of it. King Radu, a powerful leader and ruler failed to portect us. He needed someone who could fight off the people. So soon he found the keeper of the bells."
She looked down still looking sad.
"When She banished the people he soon married her against her own will. And soon she bared him children, twins in fact. But because the preist of the city blessed them one was light and one was darkness. When it came for them to be born, they had been given amulets. A cresant moon to the dark twin and a sun to the light....." She waited for bauizu to catch up on the story.

 

Buaizu nodded slowly, she understood most of what she was talking about. Gemmini must have the one with the cresant moon.

 

She countined.
"But there was a problem, One was going to have to be scrafficed. And the older they got the more rage and hatred was shown on the cresant boy. And soon his father came to kill him one day but failed when his very own mother gave her life for him. The king from then on hated the cresant boy forcing him to stay inside down stairs. He soon started to beat the child and the boy began to let him and stopped fighting because he couldnt fight at all. Defensless his father thrown him out, four years ago for defying him I guess...."
"The more his rage builds the more darkness will consume him leaving not a trace of that kind cresant boy unless...."

 

Buaizu couldn't believe Gemmini had gone through so much, " Unless what?" she asked.

 

"Unless the other side of the cresant moon is found and is reunited with the right half." The woman said.

 

" Where can the other side of the cresant moon be found?" Buaizu asked, she actually wanted to get it for Gemmini.

 

The woman looked up.
"In the halls of the dead. Its in the third chamber, filled with the walking dead. You need something of death to enter it."

 

" What can I use of death to get in?" She asked.

 

"A bone, a body part, rotting flesh, a book of the dead, book of death, and theing that has to be dead or deals with death." She said getting up as her belt of bells shown by mistake.

 

She saw the bells, " You are Gemmini's mother aren't you? And your the one who helped me before in the grave yard." Buaizu said standing up.