Morgan's Unleashing

"'You really shouldn't go' They said! 'The Desert of Death' they said! 'At least bring an extra flask of water' they said! But not me! No siree! I am Hassim! An Arab of the Lost City! Who are they to tell me what I should and shouldn't do, eh?" Giving him a very strang look, the camel Hassim is riding on gives a loud grunt. "Oh, shut up."

Alone in the middle of a vast desert, Hassim, a travelling merchant, and his trusty camel ride along in search of treasure. Word has it that there is a mystical treasure somewhere in the desert of death, but all who have gone to search failed. But where everyone else failed, Hassim intended to succeed.

Off in the distance, Hassim catches a glimpse of soomething large and shiny in the distance.

"What think you, Camel?" (*Grunt) "I guess you're right. I doubt we'll find anything, but if there is even a SLIM chance that we'll find treasure, I'm all for it!"

Riding down the large sand dune, the object begins to take shape: A large pearly white gate.

"What in the name of the goddess is this?"

Reaching for the gate, the doors seemed to open by themselves. Jumping back in surprise, Hassim slowly and cautiously walks through. The doors then shut behind him, causing him to jump again. Turning around to see what had just happened, the gates dissapeared.

Walking towards his camel, he removes a small liquer bottle from his sack. With a sigh, shaking his head, he takes a swig of liquer and continues walking through the desert.

About an hours walk later, another object appears in the distance. This time much larger than the last.

"Oh boy! Here we go again!"
Walking toward the large mass, the object this time revealed it to be a large, Pearly White castle. Hassim, staring in amazement, slowly removed the Liquer bottle, never taking his eyes off the castle, and took a HUGE drink. He then looks carefully at the liquer bottle, turns it upside-down, and pours out the rest of the contents.
"It's a mirage! It's gotta be! But it can't be! What do you think camel? Should I go in?"
(*Grunt)
"Yeah. That's what I figured."

Hassim slowly advanced towards the castle gates...

As the lost merchant approached the gates, they once again opened by themselves, as if to invite him in. He turned back to the camel, then turned again and proceeded forward.

He peeped his head in at first to see if anyone was there. "Hellooooooo!? Anybody hoooome?" Continuing forward, and still calling out, he noticed some golden cups on the tables and ivory statues on the walls. "Helloooo-ooh! Hello! What do we have here?" Stuffing a few cups in his baggy pockets he proceeded even further.

Then up ahead, he catches a glimpse of something MORE VALUABLE than ANYTHING in the whole castle. An altar with a sword sticking out of the top. A nice, shiny, black bladed witch-blade studded with 7 rubies. Hassim's jaw dropped to the floor and got so excited that he almost peed on himself. Then his smile soon turned into a frown. "Look at me! First I see pearly-white gate, then pearly white castle, and now a sword worth millions and millions of gold...::sigh::"

Hassim then proceeded to attempt to pull the sword out of the altar. After several hard tugs, it came free and Hassim fell over. (I know. You were all expecting some kind of great special effects light show. ^_^ hehehehe...) He then very happily turned to find a tall man dressed in light armour and robes. His voice seemed too gentle for one of his guise.

"Going somewhere?"

"Uh..no..not really..hehe..I was..Just leaving, um so..bye."

"Nobody's stopping you. Go right ahead"

Sword still in hand, the merchant slowly walked towards the castle gates, the man watching him the whole time. As he turned around and opened the gates, he noticed something terribly wrong. There was no desert. It was all a glass-like road hovering above an endless void. Looking pretty mad, Hassim turned around.

"That's IT! I have HAD IT!"

Walking over to his camel (Which followed him inside, by the way) he reaches for a large sack of bottles, proceeding to take out handfuls of them and smashing them against the ground.

"That's it! I am NO LONGER DRINKING! NOT ONE SINGLE SOLITARY DROP! NONE.."

"Silence!"

Waving his hand toward Hassim, the man shoots a weak bolt of lightning towards Hassim, obviosly to scare him.

"You are all mine now..."