Spirit Walker

By Matt Mercier

Main

Chapter 1 - The Creation

Chapter 2 - The Three Races

Chapter 3 - Takeover

Chapter 4 - Scott's Adventure

Chapter 5 - Back to the Central Continent

Chapter 6 - The Next Two Shards

Chapter 7 - Backtrack

Chapter 8 - The Final Shard

Chapter 9 - Gimeon Battle

Chapter 10 - Final Fight

Chapter 11 - The New World

Chapter 12 - What Happened Before

Chapter 13 - Donovan and Kilfred

Chapter 14 - The New Scott

Chapter 15 - 2nd Scott's Adventure

Chapter 16 - Blackcastle Island

Chapter 17 - The Four Orbs (part 1)

Chapter 18 - The Four Orbs (Part Two)

Chapter 19 - Encounter at Oval Island

Chapter 20 - Mordalfo and Mystacia

Chapter 21 - The Centerpiece

Chapter 22 - The Underlands

 

Chapter 23 - Deception 

 

Chapter 24 - Game Over

           

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 17

The Four Orbs (part one)

 

When Scott woke, he was laying face-down in the water just off shore of an overly populated island.  He heard a voice, “Scott, get up.”  “What da! Who be there!?”  “It’s me, the ancient of ancients, the guy capable of doin anything and everything, who defies physics in every way, shape, and form, the very spectacle of life itself, the Gindu Tree.”  “More like, Gloatius, Maximus.”  “That’s not funny.  Look man, you want to save your grandpa from Shadowy and his owner, do you?  That’s why you set out on this foolish quest in the first place.  Well, you’re in luck, for I can help you.”  “How?”  “Well, if you’re gonna try and beat up Shadow Guy you’re gonna have to trust me.”  “Okay, whatta I do?”  “You’re gonna collect the four orbs.  There’s a blue one, a green, a red, and an orange.”  “Okay, where are they?”  “On different islands, but you’re gonna need a mode of transportation.  Luckily, you crashed on Fourwind Island, an entire island dedicated to commerce.  You could probably find an inflatable raft or something somewhere in here.”  So that’s exactly what he did.  The Gindu Tree wasn’t too thrilled but the heck with that talking stick!  Scott immediately set sail for Dragonlake Island, where the first orb was located.  Dragonlake is where the Gerudas live, cause it is actually the top of Moler Mountain.  When Scott got there, he was greeted by the Geruda king.  “Greetings, young adventurer!” the king boomed, “We’ve heard from the tree king of your quest.  Quite foolish if you ask me, but indeed brave!  None of our kind has ever had the guts to venture into Blackcastle.”  “Well, I was only doing what I had to do,” Scott answered nervously.  “The tree king notifies me that you desire the Red Orb, the royal jewel of the Gerudas.”  “Well, yes.  That’s what I came here for.”  “Unfortunately, I can’t help you there.”  “But you’re the king!”  “Yes, that may be true, but the orb lies in the Dragon Lake, what this island was named after.  It was stolen by a big dragon who says to have once ruled an entire kingdom he called ‘Gormia’.   But I’ve checked all major world atlases, and this ‘Gormia’ doesn’t exist.  Anyway, the dragon got so angry, that he stole the orb and is now holding it in the inner-most depths of Dragon Lake.  Also, he kidnapped the Geruda mage, so I have no authority to retrieve it.  So if you want it, you’re going to have to get it.”  Guess what Scott did?  He went to get it. Dragon Lake has ultra-high temperatures, lava lakes, fire creatures, and basically anything nasty from a videogame fire level.  The cavern extended many levels high.  Eventually he came to an opening.  It was the top of the island, where the mage usually sits.  Instead, there was a large hole where the altar once stood.  Scott jumped into the hole, fell many feet, then landed on something soft.  Then he heard someone scream.  It didn’t take him that long to realize that the scream came from the dragon that he landed on.  The dragon flung him to the ground, and Scott instantly knew who it was.  The ancient dragon of Gormia.  Gorm.  Gorm was pretty huge, and could cause Scott quite a bit of ouch.  Scott tried all of his weapons on Gorm, but every time it just got him knocked down.  Suddenly, he heard someone shouting to him.  He turned around and saw the Geruda mage calling to him from inside a cell.  “Kid!  Get over here!”  Scott ran to the mage.  “Listen, that magic wand you’ve got, it can beat Gorm, but not the way you’re using it.”  The mage took Scott’s spell book and wrote something in it.  “This is the fire spell.  Use it to throw a fireball at Gorm.”  Just then, Gorm came smashing in and knocked Scott to the ground.  Scott quickly skimmed over the words the mage had written, held out his wand, and repeated the words on the page.  A fireball flung itself out of Scott’s wand and smashed into the dragon.  Gorm screamed out in pain.  A few more hits like this, and Gorm had had enough.  It flew off, swearing revenge.  As if by some sort of magic, the cell door opened, and the mage came out.  They followed a path out of Dragon Lake .  There was a huge party at Dragonlake Island that day.  Before Scott left on his raft, the mage came up to him.  “Thank you for getting rid of that dragon.  Take this as a sign of my gratitude.”  The mage handed Scott the Red Orb.  “Come on Scott, you’d better get going.” the Gindu Tree said telepathically.  After he had set sail, Scott asked the tree where he was going next.  “The next orb is the green one.  It is in the Forest of Mystery .  I have it.  I wanted to make sure you were the one before I gave you my orb, but you’ve proved yourself.”  “What do you mean, ‘the one’?”  “Oh, nothing.  Just hurry up and get here.”  So our hero sailed on his raft all the way down to the Forest of Mystery .  Once inside, he saw an immense tree in the middle of the island.  He just stood there staring at it until he heard the voice speak, but it wasn’t in his head.  He realized that the tree itself was speaking to him.  “It’s nice to finally meet you in person,” the tree said,”but we’ve got something to take care of first.  Gindols, emerge!”  At that moment, tons of little plant people started popping out of the ground.  “Gindols, this is Scott.” said the tree. “He’s the one I’ve been telling you about.”  All the Gindols crowded around him, trying to get a good look at him.  Scott stared at them all, but his gaze fell on one in particular.  Just then the tree burst out, “Galo, bring the orb!”  The Gindol Scott was watching hopped up and replied, “Yes honorable father,” then ran off somewhere.  “Honorable father?” Scott asked.  “All the Gindols are my children,” the tree replied.  Then the Gindol called Galo came back in with a worried look.  “Honorable father!  The orb was stolen by something that came up out of the water and it took it into the Forest Shrine!”  “Holy Crap!  The Forest Shrine?  If that’s true, were all doomed!” the tree boomed.  “Don’t worry Father, I will retrieve it,” Galo said, and flew off.  “Wait!  Don’t!” the tree shouted, but it was too late.  She had left.  “What are we gonna do?” the tree muttered.  “I’ll go.” Scott said.  “Okay, but the Forest Shrine is a very dangerous place.”  “Just tell me how to get there.”  So Scott set off to the Forest Shrine.  The Shrine was a very dangerous place full of venuses, flyhats, and any forest monster imaginable.  Scott was able to find a powerful boomerang that allowed him to cut through the vines that lined the Shrine.  Finally, he fell down a long shaft and landed in a large room, where he saw Galo tied to a wall.  “Get out of here,” Galo warned, but before she could say anything else, a strange figure started to rise from the ground.  He looked like a man, but his skin was green, and his legs were made up of vines coming out of the ground.  “Foolish mortal, heed the girl’s warning,” the thing said.  “Who are you?” Scott stammered.  “I am Driaddon, the guardian of this shrine.  I have won over a thousand battles, and lost one, but that beetle cheated!  The orb belongs to me now.”  “I need it!”  “Tell you what, if you can beat me in a fight, you can have the orb and the girl, but if you lose, I get your souls!” “Whoa, for real!”  “Nah, I’ll just kill you both reeeeeaaaal slowly.”  “You’re sick!” Galo yelled.  “Shut up. You’re not allowed in this fight.  Now let’s go !” Driaddon was hard.  Harder than anything Scott had faced before.  After about five minutes, Scott was bleeding all over and Driaddon had barely broke a sweat.  “Guess you’re gonna have to die,” Driaddon teased. “How would you like to go”  Suddenly, Galo yelled out, “Driaddon, look!  A flip-phone!” “What the hec, Ow!” “Beware of things superior,” Scott said, “and of my wand.”  “You suck” Driaddon muttered.  After a lot of fighting and confusion, Driaddon finally fell.  “You may have killed me, but my spirit will haunt your descendants!” Suddenly, like after most levels have been completed, a beam of light came down and teleported Scott and Galo back to the tree.  “Great job Scott, but, where’s the orb?” the tree asked.  “I’ve got it,” Galo said, “now will someone untie me?!” After everything was settled, Scott left for his raft. Galo slowly approached him. “Uh, Scott,” “What do You want?” “Uh, well, thanks for saving me and everything. Um, after you’re done with your adventure and everything, come back to the forest, okay?” “Whatever.” 

 

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