MTG Salvation

The crack was dark, and nobody knew where it ended. The seemingly bottomless pit was the perfect place to learn new skills, if you get out alive.
"Next!" exclaimed the teacher.

David entered the fissure.

"What should I expect master?", he asked as he walked in.

"haha, You can't expect anything. Even if you expect something correctly, there's not a whole lot you'll be able to do about it."

Another boy who was about David's age had also walked in, he asked the teacher, "How many have died down there?"

The teacher replied, "I don't know, but lots have dissapeared."

David tried to ignore his teacher's answer.

He boldly took a step into the fissure whilst holding his breath.

The boy darted in front of David. "Power in numbers..." he asked with an inquisitive yet factual tone.

"Ok just stay close then", he said.

"Will Do" replied the boy. "Oh, and just so you know, My name is Favrec."
He started walking towards the seemingly ending darkness.

[FYI: Favrec is pronounced Far-ek]

[Ok thanks, though I don't think that I'll really need the pronounciation ;)]

"And I am David. Shall we set off now", he said nervously.

[Meh, when I read I like to say it in my head :p]

"So what's so special about you?" asked Favrec as he pulled out an arrow, which seemed to catch a piece of the only light in the entire fissure.

"What's special about me? Well you'll see as we'll get along."

David looked around the place he had just walked into.

As he looked around, he noticed nothing... at first. As he peered closer, he realized that several pale green figures were in the air, wandering hopelessly.

David tried to ignore the green figures and he moved along the path, urging Favrec to follow.

The figures lingered. They never became solid, but still, David could feel their eerie coldness.

Favrec's face went cold as realization dawned... "So its true...."

"What is true?", David turned to ask Favrek.

"Those green things..." Favrec started, "They're the walking dead. Try not to bother them, and they will pay you the same respect."

David looked further ahed, in search of a path to follow.

He became aware of a soft thumping. He quickly realized that footsteps were following him. David reasoned that it must just be Favrec until he realized that favrec was at his side.

David stopped suddenly. Fearing what he was to face he turned round very slowly.

A cackle echoed, bouncing off the barren walls of the cavern. As David turned, a whirr of white shot across his vision. Second later a figure was hanging upside down.

If they still had them after the explosion, this figure would've resembled a clown. Unfortunately, David had never heard of a clown before and the looming figue could only be described as an overly decorated man holding a staff.

David jumped back at the sudden movement in a relexive jolt. After figuring what had happened he took courage and reached out for the staff.

The staff shot back, spinning in the clown's hand. It began to glow faintly. The jester jumped up and cackled as the looming green figures surrounding them started to gain form.

David drew out his longsword and encouraged his travel companion to do likewise.

Favrec drew his bow, carefulling slotting 2 arrows upon his fingers.

The jester pointed his staff towards the two travellers. Several of the obedient green shapes took solid form and hurled themselves towards the two.

Favrec yelled as he fired at the jester, who summoned another undead soldier to take the arrows for it.

"Aim for the jester', David called out to Favrec.

At the same time, he dived forward, sword drawn, held just in front of him, aiming for the closest green figure.

The green figure screeched, extruding a piercing shrill as Davids attack landed. Another specter snuck up behind David and began to swing a scythe towards him.

Favrec called out, "He's using the bastards as shields!!!". As he called he fired an arrow at the figure behind David. The arrow landed and Favrec extended his hand, sending metal shrapnel tearing through the specter's insides.