Category: Medieval

      The Revenge Of Kronos (Epilog)

After all things settled down,

Sirle and Anika were seen hanging around.

There was a true romance brewing here.

Anika wanted him near. That was clear.

She found that he was skilled in many things.

She took him to the 8^th parallel universe.

The home of the Wizards, as written in verse.

They practiced every form of self defense.

He was near her equal in many events.

Then, some Wizards said: “We detect magic.”

“Don’t worry Anika. This is not tragic.”

“We detect it in Sirle here.”

She reached out and pulled him near.

“Could it be his magic is latent?”

“We can awaken it. Just say your intent”

Sirle stated he wished to do magic too.

They said “It is totally up to you.”

They awakened his abilities with a spell.

He then registered as powerful as hell.

He now had a lot to learn.

Anika made him a magic bookworm.

He was a fast learner, and did great.

Anika said “I need to practice before it’s too late.”

They both had a good laugh over that.

They were insuperable, that was a fact.

Before long Sirle proposed marriage.

Anika almost fainted and had to be carried.

They decided to get married in the church.

The one in Jeru Salem, back on earth.

It was the biggest wedding ever seen.

They decided to make a home on the 8^th world, it seems.

There, he started the True Church Of God.

They hadn’t had one yet, which was odd.

So ends the story of Anika and Sirle.

They are as happy as a smile.

As for Kronos, if you listen close, you will see.

You can hear him screaming for eternity.

——————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

      The Revenge Of Kronos (Chapter 7)

All the Warlocks arrived.

They circled the church with pride.

Magic blasted out all windows and doors.

They all flew forward, like a giant hoard.

They flew in doors and windows.

Everyone within began to tremble.

The Warlocks immediately cast a spell.

Most cast a shield to protect, as well.

Others cast killing magic at those inside.

Magic was flying far and wide.

Sirle covered Anika to keep her safe.

She was surprised, but this wasn’t her fate.

She never had a man protect her before.

She was liking it more and more.

She put her arm around him and hugged him close.

Sirle thought that she was the very most.

As each spell shot out, the Warlock fell to dust.

All were so inflamed by their hatred and lust,

that they didn’t notice what was happening.

When they did, they fought harder, zapping.

Soon, every Warlock was turned to dust.

Wizards looked at the mess with disgust.

 

Kronos saw the Warlocks fly into the church.

“Victory is ours!! Let’s toast to what it’s worth.”

He poured a drink for Ikurea and himself.

He quickly slipped hemlock in hers. He felt

a little sorry for what he did , but he would

not share his empire, even if he should.

They raised their glasses and drank them dry.

Soon, Ikurea fell to the floor. Dead to the sky.

“Sorry Ikurea, maybe I did love you.”

“But, now, I have other things to do.”

“Soon Anika will be brought here.”

“She is going to have much to fear.”

Then, suddenly, the Black Fire appeared.

A demon was within, who Kronos feared.

“Your victory has failed.” the demon said.

“Everyone of your army is dead.”

“How can that be ??” Kronos stammered.

“They were annihilated by God’s hammer.”

“Anika has beaten you again.”

“There was no way in hell you could ever win.”

“Now, you MUST pay the price.”

“I told you failure would NOT be nice.”

The demon beckoned Kronos to him.

Kronos tried to resist, but couldn’t win.

Kronos was pulled into the Black Fire.

He instantly aged 800+ years. How dire.

He was screaming as the demon pulled him down.

No trace of him was ever found.

Immediately, the cavern caved in.

Sealing within it all the sin.

 

Back at the church, the Normals were cheering.

They were praising Anika, but she wasn’t hearing.

She said “The hero here today was Jeru.”

“Now, I have a proposal for all of you.”

“To honor this great Wizard for eternity”

“I want you to change the name of the city with me.”

“Instead of Salem, it will now be called Jeru Salem.”

So, it became so. Over the years, it became Jerusalem.

The Wizards magically repaired the church.

After the tonic finally became inert.

Anika and Sirle were becoming close.

They had gotten rid of an evil ‘ghost.’

So ends the story of Kronos Revenge.

May all stay in peace until the end.

————————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

 

 

 

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         The Revenge Of Kronos (Chapter 6)

Kronos and Ikurea were watching her crystal ball.

By looking in it, they could see all.

There were skirmishes here and there.

His Warlocks were fighting everywhere.

Things seemed to be going his way.

“Anika and the Wizards would rule the day

they thought they could beat Kronos!”

“They will soon learn I am no ghost.”

Then, he saw that the Wizards seemed to be

moving toward a central point, to me.

He said “What is that place they go?”

Ikurea said “The Church Of The True God, you know.”

“Ahh, that figures. That is holy ground to them.”

“They must think their God will save them.”

“I will tell all Warlocks thru their wands,

to attack the place. Soon, they will be gone.”

“We will make a mockery of their God.”

“I am the one carrying the iron rod!!”

“Kill all in their sanctuary, except Anika”

“Bring her to me!!. I will meet ya.”

“She will bow to me before I do her in.”

“There is no way in hell that she can win.”

 

Jeru was bringing buckets of the tonic by wagon.

He was being safe, yet smart, like a dragon.

He was nearing the church,

when a Warlock hit him with a frozen curse.

Wizards saw him fall off the wagon.

The Warlock zapped away.  He wasn’t lagging.

Anika rushed to his side.

He was gone. No way to save his hide.

In his frozen state, he looked like he was saying a word.

She began to wonder if it could be heard.

She unfroze his lungs and vocal cords.

Her ear was close to his mouth,  air roared.

It sounded to her like “salt!!”

What did he mean by that? She halted.

“Get all these buckets to the church.”

All on the wagon was brought in the church.

Anika said ”Start pouring the tonic into the ditch.”

“What about this bag of salt that came with it?”

Then, it hit her like a thunderbolt from  head to  feet.

“HALT!!” she yelled. “Add a pinch of salt to each.”

“Are you sure of this?” asked a couple of Wizards.

“Yes!!” “Salt is the final ingredient,—- I’m sure.”

They added the salt, like it was a cure.

The tonic began to bubble. It became the color of dirt.

They all grabbed a bucket and went to work.

Once the ditch was completely filled,

it was hard to see the tonic. It had chilled.

They all rushed back inside.

Just before the first Warlocks arrived.

Would the tonic work? Or, was Anika wrong?

When I return, I will reveal that song.

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

 

 

 

 

      The Revenge Of Kronos (Chapter 5)

The Chief Herbal Wizard had a plan.

“If it will work.—- I think it can.”

He had a tonic that was new.

It was infused with magic too.

“When the final ingredient is introduced,

you’ll have about an hour before it’s capote.”

“Anyone who crosses over it,

then does magic, will lose their grip.”

“They will instantly be turned to ash.”

“No more Warlocks to bug our ass.”

“How to put it to use? I don’t have a plan.”

“I think I do”, said Anika, as she raised her hand.

“We will get all Warlocks in a central place.”

“It will be surrounded by a small ditch in place.”

“The ditch will be filled with the tonic.”

“We’ll already be inside. How ironic.”

“The Warlocks will try to destroy us with magic.”

“They will think we’re trapped. It will be tragic.”

“But, when they use magic they are turned to ash.

“Their hatred will drive them to their last.”

“And where would this place be, pray tell?”

“The Church Of The True God in Salem”

“The city’s biggest church Normals pray in.”

“The head priest is a man named Sirle.”

“I met him after the second war,” Anika smiled.

“I am sure he will help us out.”

“He is a man of God, without a doubt.”

They took Anika at her word.

If she said it would, it would occur.

The plans were made and details worked out.

Anika went to see Sirle. He gave a shout.

“Hi, Anika. It’s good to see you again.”

“Trouble is brewing, right to the brim.”

“That’s why I’m here. We need some help.”

“I came to you because I know how you felt.”

“You said back then, that you

wished there was more that you could do.”

Well, now there is, if you don’t mind?”

“I’ll always help you Anika, any time.”

She stared into his beautiful blue eyes.

They looked almost like they could hypnotize.

She said “Thank you,” as she blushed.

She told him her plan. “It depends on us.”

He set some altar boys to work digging the ditch.

They were young and energetic. They were quick.

Anika said goodbye, after lingering for awhile.

She left Sirle with a lingering smile.

Back at ‘home’ Jeru, the Chief Herbal Wizard,

was hard at work making the tonic, she heard.

He said he would physically bring it there.

He didn’t want magic used anywhere.

He was cautious. He didn’t want it to fail.

He would leave no magical trail.

All the preparations took some time.

We will look in again to see what we find.

————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

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         The Revenge Of Kronos (Chapter 4)

Kronos and Ikurea finally had their army trained.

They would enslave the Normals, he explained.

They were not to be nice about it.

“Are they better than insects? I doubt it.”

The Warlocks swept over the land.

Raising havoc with almost every man.

They enslaved the Normals, or made them run.

Made some cluck like a chicken, just for fun.

Some were killed in various ways.

The Warlocks laughed, enjoying their slaves.

Soon, the Normals cried for help.

Their united plea was felt.

The High Seer of the Wizards picked up their cry.

He told the Power Of 12 the reason way.

They were shocked to hear the news.

They told Anika and added their views.

All the Wizards were gathered together.

They planned a trip to earth for the better.

Once ‘home,’ they would make plans.

First, they would find out all they can.

They all zapped ‘home.’ A quick trip.

Their ‘home’ on earth was well hidden by a fix.

Magic kept it invisible to all.

An impenetrable shield to prevent a fall.

Once all were there, they send out teams.

Invisible and not detected by smell, it seems.

They reported back the horrible state of affairs.

Kronos still ‘alive’, was too much to bare.

They thought he died after the first Magician’s War.

He survived 800+ years and the second war??

Dark magic must be keeping him alive.

His hatred must be giving him his drive.

He had to be stopped, that much was clear.

They all looked to Anika, for which she feared.

“I tried to strip one Warlock of his magic.”

“It had no effect. It was tragic.”

“Somehow they have learned to overcome it.”

“We must beat them, but it will take a good trick.”

“If we fight them one on one, they will win.’

“We cannot kill another, like them.”

“Does anyone have any ideas?”

“Some sort of plan that will help to free us?”

The chief Herbal Wizard had a plan.

To hear what it is, come back, if you can.

————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

 

 

       The Revenge Of Kronos (Chapter 3)

Anika was enjoying the sunny day.

She had been perfecting her skills today.

She was excellent with the longbow.

The arrows flew where she wanted them to go.

Her accuracy was mostly one hundred percent.

Her bow went with her where ever she went.

She was becoming a Chakram expert winner.

A circular metal disk, razor sharp, open center.

About 12” diameter. It would return when thrown.

She was by far the best with it, it was shown.

She was a formidable warrior all around.

Besides being a sorceress that knew no bounds.

She stood about 6 feet tall. Long blonde hair

and a figure that would make men stare.

She was known as The Great Deceiver.

Anyone who knew her history would believe her.

She could ‘deceive’ the soul to reject magic.

She stripped every Warlock of their magic.

No one had ever seen such incredible power before.

She gave God the credit. She was modest to the core.

This took place in the second Magician’s War.

Hopefully, she ended it forever more.

Little did she, or the other Wizards know

that Kronos was alive and would revive the show.

They all lived in the 8^th parallel universe from earth.

Kronos never knew where they all went. He cursed.

But, he knew he could draw them all back.

Once he started treating Normals like they were rats.

This was a major part of his plan.

To win back his empire as fast as he can.

To do so, the Wizards must be exterminated.

They stood for God and good. The Normals were elated.

Kronos didn’t believe in God. Just his Black Arts.

He wanted only to rip the ‘good ones’ apart.

Soon, his army would be trained.

Then, nothing else need be explained.

His actions would speak for themselves.

A future tale, of which we cannot now dwell.

——————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)