Holy Knight:
Prologue
The Beginning
Timothy J. Donley © 2006
The traitor laughed at Ishmael as they both lay dieing. "After seven years of gaining your trust, it all lead to this. I really started to like you, especially after all the gold I received in advance for your death. If we would have meet before my masters have caught me, I would truly have been loyal to you and your quest to end the dark rule of the Shadow Knights."
Ishmael looked at Thomas and said "I forgive you for this foul treachery that you have worked upon me and I release you from your guilt." Thomas blinked back tears upon hearing those words that he thought never to hear, and as the words started to fade so did Thomas' sight as his body started to decay and soul flew heavenward.
With the last of his waning strength, Ishmael swore the oath that will grant his sprit rebirth in the next Avenger prophecies that will be made two hundred years from now.
He who lived in times troubled past
Will be born anew when the shadow is cast.
With his holy sword at his side, and
His might stead he will ride.
The shadow will cringe and run in fear,
When the Holy Knight is drawing near.