Hearts of Stone.

The following serial novel is fan fiction based on THE PORTAL OF LIGHT (originally A RING OF STARS) by fellow Triond author Johanan Rakkav. Its basic characters and situations (and in particular the main protagonist, Chris Alan Starbright) are used with the permission of Johanan Rakkav.
==========================
The mastermind had failed in his plan to give the Nulls the army they were seeking. Chris Alan had defeated Mitzu without needing to fight, by rescuing his wife. Granite was dead by the hands of Susan Starrider and the elemental force was scattered. Yet there was a glimmer of hope, he was summoned by Set the adamai- serpent elemental. Protean was the proper name for those elementals who had more than one form. Archons were the really powerful ones. There was a plan within the plan so Set always told him. If the Nulls or Nicholas, or even Starbright figured out whom the real puppet master was pulling the strings of Riverwade then that could mean trouble.
This planet Egyptus was filled with swamps and fog, not a place Mastermind wished to be but his master bid him come.
Set sat on his black throne with his large pyramid ship in the background. His face hooded, his eyes green and his scaly skin black as night itself. The sheer presence of the Snake seemed to cause even one’s emotions to wither, Disciple of Entropy indeed. The Supreme Stratigist as he often called himself.
‘So the Nulls will not have their army, pity it means a closer alliance with Blackthorn for them, just as I planned.’ Set’s soft, hissing voice broke the silence.
‘You knew Starbright would defeat the army?’
‘Even you calculated for that.’ Set reminded.
‘What is our next move?’ Mastermind asked.
‘Come and see.’ Set teleported next to him and then teleported to his secret training feild. Th two then stood on a hill overlooking millions of Mecha Crabs? Ten times the size of the female zealot crabs that plagued the Ring.
‘What is this?’ Mastermind was amazed, he had designed them but to behold them in their glory was breathtaking for him.
‘Your design brought to life.’ Set smiled.
‘What will you do?’
‘Me? I will do nothing, these weapons are gifts to the crabs, they can drive them as though they were their own bodies.’
Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!