Magus hovered above the battle site for a few seconds. He began to think. He could still change history now. He could stop what was about to happen. But he knew there would be a price for his actions if he were to follow this course. After all, billions could be affected if he changed history.
He swooped down, getting closer and closer. He now had a clear view of Woodwose, huge hands around Watt’s neck, trying to snap it like a twig. The only thing stopping Watt’s demise was his power.
Magus now hovered behind Woodwose. He was as quiet as a mouse, making no noise as he slowly approached the powerful man-beast. He then extended his arms, and with lightning-quick reflexes clasped Woodwose’s head. There was a blinding flash as slowly Magus used his powers to pull Woodwose’s very life energy from him.
Woodwose cried out in pain and dropped Watt to the ground. Red Sun rushed over to him and could tell that he was in a bad way.
Magus continued to draw the energy and dispersed it around him. The wizard had tapped directly into Woodwose’s mind, and all of his thoughts, his primitive, base-like thoughts, now flowed into Magus’ mind. As he drew off the energy he knew what Woodwose was thinking, his reason for the attack. Magus felt something he hadn’t felt for centuries, rage, pure rage. Those were the only thoughts coming from Woodwose’s mind.
Gradually Watt began to come to. Shaking the cobwebs off he saw Magus and Woodwose together. He saw the look of pure rage on Magus’ face. Getting to his feet he barged into the wizard, breaking his hold on Woodwose and causing the energy drain to stop. They came to rest on the ground nearby, and as soon as the hold on Woodwose was broken he slumped to the ground unconscious.
Magus was dazed. He looked around to see Watt lying beside him.
“That was dangerous.” he said. “How did you know what wouldn’t have killed me?”
“I…didn’t.” said Watt, wincing in pain slightly. “I just knew I had to stop it.”
Magus got to his feet and slowly approached Woodwose’s lifeless body. Red Sun was about to do the same.
“No Katrina.” Magus said. “He may still be dangerous!”
Magus kneeled down beside him and a glow appeared around his hand as he checked Woodwose over.
“He’s alive.”
“But what did you do to him?” asked Red Sun.
“I tapped into his mind and drew out his life energy, leaving only enough for him to survive.”
Watt now joined them, clutching his ribs.
“We’d better get him back to Dentonville.” he said. “If there’s much of it left!”
“No.” said Magus. “Dentonville is not capable of holding him. I will have to think of another way. You deal with the wounded here. I will deal with Woodwose.”
Raising his hand Magus made Woodwose float into the air. Then, taking to the sky himself, he lead the fallen man-beast away, heading south. They were soon out of view.
Red Sun turned to Watt. She could see that his injuries were already beginning to heal.
“Where do you think he’s taking him?” she asked.
“I don’t know.” Watt replied. “But I get the feeling we’ll see more of him soon. Real soon.”
The icy winds of the South Pole had no effect on Magus as he flew over the ice continent. Not far behind him was Woodwose, still unconscious and oblivious to his new surroundings.
They soon landed on the ground, a blizzard blowing around them. Magus laid Woodwose gently down and then looked down at his fallen body.
“Woodwose my old friend, what has become of you?”
Magus felt nothing but sorrow as he began his task. Raising his arms he used his mystical power to begin the construction of a cell made of adamantium, the strongest metal known to man. Then, at the same time, Woodwose’s appearance began to change. He was now upright, and he was soon covered in a straight jacket, covered from head to toe. Then adamantium cables appeared and wrapped themselves around him. Then, with the cell complete, Magus moved Woodwose into the cell and shut it tight. There was then a tremendous heat surge as Magus sealed the cell tight.
He then lowered the cell to the ground, and like Moses parting the waves Magus parted the ice, making a crater that went as deep as the eye could see. He then lowered the cell into the ice and replaced the ice, making it stronger and more powerful than before.
Magus looked down at the ground in front of him. It was as if he hadn’t even disturbed it. He began to walk away. He knew that all of his work in the past few minutes would amount to nothing eventually. And there was nothing he could do to stop it.
The End.
He swooped down, getting closer and closer. He now had a clear view of Woodwose, huge hands around Watt’s neck, trying to snap it like a twig. The only thing stopping Watt’s demise was his power.
Magus now hovered behind Woodwose. He was as quiet as a mouse, making no noise as he slowly approached the powerful man-beast. He then extended his arms, and with lightning-quick reflexes clasped Woodwose’s head. There was a blinding flash as slowly Magus used his powers to pull Woodwose’s very life energy from him.
Woodwose cried out in pain and dropped Watt to the ground. Red Sun rushed over to him and could tell that he was in a bad way.
Magus continued to draw the energy and dispersed it around him. The wizard had tapped directly into Woodwose’s mind, and all of his thoughts, his primitive, base-like thoughts, now flowed into Magus’ mind. As he drew off the energy he knew what Woodwose was thinking, his reason for the attack. Magus felt something he hadn’t felt for centuries, rage, pure rage. Those were the only thoughts coming from Woodwose’s mind.
Gradually Watt began to come to. Shaking the cobwebs off he saw Magus and Woodwose together. He saw the look of pure rage on Magus’ face. Getting to his feet he barged into the wizard, breaking his hold on Woodwose and causing the energy drain to stop. They came to rest on the ground nearby, and as soon as the hold on Woodwose was broken he slumped to the ground unconscious.
Magus was dazed. He looked around to see Watt lying beside him.
“That was dangerous.” he said. “How did you know what wouldn’t have killed me?”
“I…didn’t.” said Watt, wincing in pain slightly. “I just knew I had to stop it.”
Magus got to his feet and slowly approached Woodwose’s lifeless body. Red Sun was about to do the same.
“No Katrina.” Magus said. “He may still be dangerous!”
Magus kneeled down beside him and a glow appeared around his hand as he checked Woodwose over.
“He’s alive.”
“But what did you do to him?” asked Red Sun.
“I tapped into his mind and drew out his life energy, leaving only enough for him to survive.”
Watt now joined them, clutching his ribs.
“We’d better get him back to Dentonville.” he said. “If there’s much of it left!”
“No.” said Magus. “Dentonville is not capable of holding him. I will have to think of another way. You deal with the wounded here. I will deal with Woodwose.”
Raising his hand Magus made Woodwose float into the air. Then, taking to the sky himself, he lead the fallen man-beast away, heading south. They were soon out of view.
Red Sun turned to Watt. She could see that his injuries were already beginning to heal.
“Where do you think he’s taking him?” she asked.
“I don’t know.” Watt replied. “But I get the feeling we’ll see more of him soon. Real soon.”
The icy winds of the South Pole had no effect on Magus as he flew over the ice continent. Not far behind him was Woodwose, still unconscious and oblivious to his new surroundings.
They soon landed on the ground, a blizzard blowing around them. Magus laid Woodwose gently down and then looked down at his fallen body.
“Woodwose my old friend, what has become of you?”
Magus felt nothing but sorrow as he began his task. Raising his arms he used his mystical power to begin the construction of a cell made of adamantium, the strongest metal known to man. Then, at the same time, Woodwose’s appearance began to change. He was now upright, and he was soon covered in a straight jacket, covered from head to toe. Then adamantium cables appeared and wrapped themselves around him. Then, with the cell complete, Magus moved Woodwose into the cell and shut it tight. There was then a tremendous heat surge as Magus sealed the cell tight.
He then lowered the cell to the ground, and like Moses parting the waves Magus parted the ice, making a crater that went as deep as the eye could see. He then lowered the cell into the ice and replaced the ice, making it stronger and more powerful than before.
Magus looked down at the ground in front of him. It was as if he hadn’t even disturbed it. He began to walk away. He knew that all of his work in the past few minutes would amount to nothing eventually. And there was nothing he could do to stop it.
The End.
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