OOC: No weapons yet Decartes
Halt Gao
Bearer of the Amber Hammer
Alaskan Wilderness
Midnight of the Final Day

Halt sighed as he watched the lights in the sky twinkle in and out with the passing of the clouds and movements of their light paths. He smiled happily, and began to hum to himself. It was a song he once wrote as a younger boy, living back on the East Coast with his friends. It was about the jaded serpent, writhing and flying through the sky, wurming its way through the skies above all of the turmoil of the world. Heaven was it's playground, it was his favorite home away from home. Halt sighed again, and grinned to Star, sleeping peacefully in hr little cat bed. He shifts his shorts down a little more on his frail legs, and shivered. He pulled up his blankie, and hudleded into his sweatshirt. Almost time for that fated hour...

1st chime... there was a sudden chill wind, nothing to worry.

2nd chime...Halt began to goosebump

3rd chime... the animals began to howl and react violently, Star snarling and trying to bite and tear about her bed.

4th chime.... every mystic and spiritualist awoke...

5th chime... there was a slight tremor that show the place...

6th chime... there was a larger tremor... but not very dangerous...

7th chime... the northern and southern lights appears in vastly different colors all around the world. Halt looked in shock and terror at the amount and vibrance of them right above his head.

8th chime... the magnetosphere began reacting and fissures began appearing all around...

9th chime... Ancient ruins began to reactivate as they emitted strange energies not seen...

Halt looked around, getting scared and increasing shaky. He grabbed Star into his arms, and bolted upright, looking for a way to get down from their comfortable high location. He started to run a little, but tripped, curling around Star to keep her safe in his arms.

10th chime... The night sky shimmered as lines appeared over it... lines made of light... and glowing cracks were there. The most massive ones were above holy sites and where the chosen ones were. The chosen saw the cracks near them had a specific color.

11th chime, the ground began to shake violently and everyone held on to one another as the cracks grew much larger and massively complex magic circles appeared under the cracks also. Strange colored light began flooding in as the tremors grew. There were several rays of light all around. They came from the fissures. They came from the cracks.

Halt saw there was a ray of orange light that showered on him. He looked and saw mostly white light along with a red, blue, yellow, green and purple light also.

12th chime... the lights grew brighter and things were at the apex of hysteria and panic. Cracks appeared in the air itself. Some were just there in air or through objects or whatever. Once more, many other people, but not all got cracks with light also.

Halt wanted to scream in terror, but held Star, and kept silent. The world was ending around them, and all Halt could think about was a single face, and three words on his lips. He was about to say it, to the world, and on the verge of drifting off into darkness and black vision, when he saw a flash of orange, from within the mountain, and a single golden handle in the rock.