Category: Horror

        Kronos Escapes Hell (Chapter Four)

Every battle fit wizard zapped to The Keep.

They hoped it was enough to get a defeat.

If it was Kronos, his Black Arts were powerful.

He had strong magic and a determined will.

For two months they searched everywhere.

No sign of Kronos or magic anywhere.

They were mystified as to what to do.

Half returned to Vantera, the rest were true.

True in their determination to wait out Kronos.

The others would return once he shows.

 

Kronos and ‘The Shadow’ procrastinated.

All possibilities checked and eliminated.

Kronos waited on purpose.

He knew he could perturb, thus.

 Kronos said “The Black Magic felt a hair weaker.”

‘The Shadow’ talked about the black matter feature.

Kronos said “I thought  you got around that?”

“No, I built a way to tap into black matter in space.”

Kronos decided he needed this in this place.

They zapped to the future and retrieved The Cowl.

They would figure how to bring it back somehow.

This Cowl , ‘The Shadow’ used to tap dark matter.

They brought it back to Kronos time, like attar.

Once back they tapped into dark matter in space.

‘The Shadow’ located the most concentrated place.

He zeroed in on the heart of it.

Sucked out the magic they could get.

Such tremendous power, even Kronos hadn’t felt.

He sucked it all in up under his belt.

‘The Shadow’ did the same.

They were now ready to continue their game.

They had all the Black Magic they could hold.

The end of the story would soon be told.

Kronos ignited a couple things by accident.

Too much power. It wasn’t what he meant.

With practice, they both got it under control.

‘The Shadow’ thought it was good to know.

Kronos knew what he would now do.

Back when he hit Anethea with the goo.

He injured her through her lance.

Reversed the power. She had no chance.

Anika had a lance too. The same lance??

If she did, she would be dead meat.

If she tried to use it when they meet.

Kronos had other plans in the works.

He went over them, working out the quirks.

‘The Shadow’ helped all he could.

Kronos liked his ideas, like he should.

The midnight hour was drawing near.

Kronos knew he had nothing to fear.

The Wizards couldn’t match his power now.

Thanks to the magic of The Cowl.

Things were beginning to look pretty dim.

Stay tuned in to see who will win.

—————————————————–R.W. Johnson (2017)

 

 

         Kronos Escapes Hell (Chapter Three)

The High Seer had a disturbing vision.

He saw a whole city block obliterated, like fission.

He knew The Black Arts were used here.

It had just happened on earth. That was clear.

Then, a message from earth arrived via wand.

It said what the vision showed. It was no con.

The Power Of 12 were notified.

“Oh no,” they said, as they rolled their eyes.

They picked Anika and her family to go.

Go to earth and see what is the show.

Once ready, they all zapped to The Keep.

The old mansion on earth. It was sweet.

Maintained and hidden by strong magic.

The earthly headquarters they called The keep.

Once there, they made sure all was fine.

Then they zapped to the location of the crime.

Everything in a square block was obliterated.

It was almost like it had been incinerated.

“Who could have done this?” they wondered.

“Its been quiet for 18 years, since Black Thunder.”

Black Thunder is how Kronos’s last war was known.

“No one else has such power we were shown.”

“He is in hell. There is no escape from there.”

Suddenly, they all felt that jolt of ‘beware.’

A whirlwind started all around them.

They all erected a shield of protection.

Sand, dirt, debris, etc. turned the day dark.

Creatures flew by, scarlet in color, making an arc.

Indescribable critters trying to breach the shield.

Disembodied nightmares. The shield would soon yield.

The roar of the wind was near deafening.

They communicated mentally to plan their reckoning.

‘Our shield will soon fail, we’ll become captives.’

‘We can still go down.’ The twins said without lapses.

They said “Excavatius,” and a hole with stairs appeared.

Sirle said ‘Direct it that way.’ Pointing as he leered.

Shortly, the tunnel broke into an underground room.

The church catechism, where bodies were entombed.

They hurried down into the tunnel.

They closed the opening with a big rock bundle.

Their wands produced plenty of light.

They found their way out, though it was tight.

They put on invisibility, then flew into the air.

They started a search for whoever was there.

‘Kronos!!’ Anika mentally yelled.

She pointed where Kronos projected black spells.

He was creating the whirlwind and critters.

‘Back to The Keep before the shield quivers.’

‘Soon after, it will fail.’

‘We must be gone before he follows our trail.’

They all zapped back to The Keep instantly.

Kronos focused more for increased intensity.

He felt it when the shield failed.

He moved in to catch his quail.

‘The Shadow’ moved in from the other side.

They both worked the spell to trap those inside.

There was nothing where the shield stood.

Kronos was not looking very good.

“It should have been impossible to escape.”

˜We have to regroup and plan their fate.”

They zapped home to their underground keep.

 

Anika and all were shocked after the retreat.

They immediately got in wand communication.

They contacted Vantera with the information.

Kronos was back and had to be stopped.

Everyone on Vantera was in shock.

They immediately started making plans.

Anika said “Come to earth as soon as you can.”

Something big and terrible was on the rise.

Be ready for it. Don’t hide your eyes.

——————————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

             Kronos Escapes Hell (Chapter Two)

It had been 18 years since Anika and Sirle married.

They still lived on Vantera, the name it carried.

Anika gave birth to a set of male twins the first year.

Named Siran and Ansir, identical, they were.

They were powerful magicians and warriors.

Trained from birth, they excelled for sure.

They were as good, or better, than their parents.

Not taking time to think, being their worst errant.

They would mature and outgrow that.

They would be the greatest. It was a fact.

They knew all the history of Kronos and others.

They wished they could have fought him as brothers.

They could communicate with animals telepathically.

As well as each other and parents. It was a fact, you see.

They grew up with two black panthers.

Flash and Stealth, big and worse than cancer.

Offspring’s of Eros and Ra, who were old now.

They were also raised with eagles, wow.

They were the four offspring of Pern.

Watching them work made Anika’s heart yearn.

The panthers, twins, and eagles were deadly.

Always alert. Always ready.

Add Anika and Sirle to the group.

They were one deadly fighting troupe.

Sirle found that he was a telepath also.

At any time they were ready to go.

They had taken the boys to earth.

Showed them around the old hearth.

They had made the trip often.

Showed them where they fought to win.

Even showed them Kronos’s ruined castle.

Such a mess made walking around a hassle.

Kronos had become a legend now.

Almost ancient history somehow.

But, all of that was about to change.

Soon as Kronos had his plans arranged.

—————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

         

 

 

 

             Kronos Escapes Hell (Chapter Two)

 

It had been 18 years since Anika and Sirle married.

They still lived on Vantera, the name it carried.

Anika gave birth to a set of male twins the first year.

Named Siran and Ansir, identical, they were.

They were powerful magicians and warriors.

Trained from birth, they excelled for sure.

They were as good, or better, than their parents.

Not taking time to think, being their worst errant.

They would mature and outgrow that.

They would be the greatest. It was a fact.

They knew all the history of Kronos and others.

They wished they could have fought him as brothers.

They could communicate with animals telepathically.

As well as each other and parents. It was a fact, you see.

They grew up with two black panthers.

Flash and Stealth, big and worse than cancer.

Offspring’s of Eros and Ra, who were old now.

They were also raised with eagles, wow.

They were the four offspring of Pern.

Watching them work made Anika’s heart yearn.

The panthers, twins, and eagles were deadly.

Always alert. Always ready.

Add Anika and Sirle to the group.

They were one deadly fighting troupe.

Sirle found that he was a telepath also.

At any time they were ready to go.

They had taken the boys to earth.

Showed them around the old hearth.

They had made the trip often.

Showed them where they fought to win.

Even showed them Kronos’s ruined castle.

Such a mess made walking around a hassle.

Kronos had become a legend now.

Almost ancient history somehow.

But, all of that was about to change.

Soon as Kronos had his plans arranged.

——————————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

         

 

 

 

         Kronos Escapes Hell (Chapter One)

Kronos appeared in front of his ruined castle.

He had made it back to his time with no hassle.

He threw stones aside using Black Magic.

If his books were ruined, it would be tragic.

A powerful spell protected the hidden room.

He would locate it real soon.

Not all his books had he brought to the cave.

The one now nonexistent, to his dismay.

A demon destroyed it when he was taken.

Kronos had learned his lesson, no mistaking.

He located the protected room in the castle.

Moved all books out by magic, without hassle.

He looked up a spell to detect magical spots.

The strongest, now known as Ireland, was hot.

Kronos traveled there. It took him 2 months.

Once there, he could zap back at once.

He found an underground dwelling.

Made it his base. There was no yelling.

Just remodeling, done by magic power.

Protected by many spells for the hour.

All books and anything else he needed.

He brought there, then he proceeded.

He connected to ‘The Shadow’ through time.

Transferred him there by just his mind.

‘The Shadow’ was shaken up at first.

Kronos said: “This is not a curse.”

“I have brought you here to be my acolyte.”

Kronos told him all, to ‘The Shadow’s’ delight.

Kronos told him his entire life’s story.

“You look so young.”  “What glory!”

“Before I got dragged to hell,

I made a powerful spell that would dwell

In the Black Magical rift.”

“To remain until a day like this.”

“That ball of energy you opened was it.”

“I knew, someday, somebody would be fit.”

“Fit to bring me back from hell or the grave.”

“So, you’re my acolyte, not a slave.”

“We must go to work. I have a lot to teach you.”

“Black Magic will speed up your lessons too.”

“You will learn very rapidly without problem.”

“You’ll face problems and you’ll solve them.”

“With my help, it will be a snap.”

“You won’t get caught in any trap.”

Kronos taught him all he knew.

Then, Kronos laid out what they would do.

Kronos had eons to make his plans.

His power had quadrupled throughout the land.

It was what sustained him while in hell.

Anika was done. That much he could tell.

——————————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)