Dubstheduke

In Paramesia, Magical powers came into the world of an unknown origin over a thousand years ago. Humans live in underground cities to avoid the dangerous magic using monsters on the surface. In pursuit of power and land, the empire performed experiments to develop their own magical abilities, however when one of the test subjects escapes, he joins a resistance force and poses a threat to take over the world.

Note to anyone considering reading this book: Unfortunately, I the author was unable to finish writing this book, so if you do read it- do not expect a finished story. You have been warned.

Mercenary

Alt, who had now taken his shadow form, slithered and reformed so that it was wrapped around an object that emerged from his body, plopping on the floor.


The mucus covered body of the knight's captain laid out before the group, and he began coughing and spitting.


"Where am I!?", he shouted as he looked about, seeing a couple of familiar faces and a few unknown faces. 


"Arctus, Sylvester! Dispatch us of  these enemies immidiately so we can escape from here!", he ordered in confusion. 


The two stared at their former captain with a look of disdain, but remained calm and didn't reply.


Reagan slowly lifted the chin of the captain.


"What is this... why can I hardly move!?", he thought to himself.


"That mucus has a slight paralysis effect... it wont harm you but it will keep you from causing us trouble....Ahaha!", Alt explained.


Reagan began to whisper sweetly to the man, yet in a threatening way. 


"It seems you've had a bit of a misunderstanding... those knights over there are no longer yours to command... they belong to me and my Dubs..."


The eyes of the captain looked back and forth, and his hands twitched slightly as his face filled with fear.


"Help me!! I cant move!! I can barely even breathe!", he thought, but couldn't get the words out. 


"You will undergo worse treatment than that which you gave to the dwarves... these men have repented of their foolishness, yet you still give me a glare of hatred in your eyes...", Dubs lectured to the captain. 


"Take him away my dear.", he stated as Reagan eagerly grabbed the man by his waist.


Lifting him up over her shoulder, Reagan easily carried the full grown man, armor and all. It was an astounding sight to see such a skinny woman carry such a heavy load so easily. 


She took him away to the experimental chambers and looked back at Dubs, giving him a cute face.


"Thank you, Dubs!", she exclaimed before disappearing into the chamber.


The knights stood firm, aware that this was a scene they would most likely see played out time and time again.


"Well then, it is time I show you all to the training rooms. Let us go.", Dubs stated, leading them into the dark dungeon that the experimental chambers were in.


Upon entering, they saw their captain chained to a table, and Reagan, who was wearing a lab coat, was experimenting with some potions at another table, murmering to herself.


"What if I put in a teaspoon more of this?! What properties could that add?"


Walking past her, Dubs showed the knights the training room.


"Here is where you may train your skills for the time being. I will allow Alt to train you, however he will not allow you to surpass me. Ensure that you become useful to the new empire.", Dubs stated.


Dubs then walked back into the corridor, and Alt appeared before the two in his earthen form.


"Well then, boys. Lets get started. Hahaha!!"


Chapter 45- Consequences