Volcanar's Journey: A Rocky Start

Chapter 1: Leaving 'Home'

Volcanar was awakened the whispering of two men, he picked himself up and silently hid behind a rock. He eavesdropped on the men's conversation. "You still sure about this? I mean, we're right next to that place." said a thin, timid man. "The fairy was seen heading for the colony, so we follow him. You understand?" said a muscular man holding his mexicatl. "Wait... SHOW YOURSELF DEMON!" the muscular man screamed. Volcanar did as told and transformed, his wings sprouted and his obsidian armour formed... he was a fairy.

He pounced at the muscular man, the muscular man kicked him into the air. Volcanar created magma and cooled it into a spear, obsidian at the top stone making the handle. The two exchanged blows, both were exhausted at this point. Volcanar created a ball of magma and cooled it into stone. He launched it right at the man. "Damn you winged demon!" exclaimed the man. "I think you both should leave. I have more important things to do.". The timid man spoke, "C'mon, let's get out of here.".

Volcanar sighed, "It's not my fault... It's not my fault that I'm a fairy, I...". He reminisced, it was a few years ago, he transformed for the first time, it had felt so strange, he was quickly inturupted by the witnesses saying "Volcanar's a fairy! Everyone get out of here!", how he so wanted all of it to be a bad dream, he was exiled. He took in the scenery around him to calm him down, there was a lava river to his right and his feet felt nice on the warm stone. He quickly reminded himself, "I have to get to the colony, it was the first place anyone had seen a fairy.". In the distance he saw something, something big and grey, not part of the brown ground. Light not being made from the sun, was this it? He began to sprint for it, still not very adept at using his wings.

When he reached it he found something... peculiar. He could tell it was a food storage but none of it was mushrooms, the only food found around... anywhere. He looked at the inscriptions, none of the attire made sense either, the men wore loincloths and women wear a skirt and top, but this attire was so different, it shows men wearing a top and... well it isn't a loincloth. He got to a rundown place, it began to light up. The stone alter glowing with some sort of magic light. A voice started to sound... "The only teleport location available is... Magix, would you like to go to Magix?". He spoke "I have no idea who you are but... wait a minute.". The voice was coming from the alter. "Yes, I would like to go there.". A strange looking box beside the alter was lighting up, some kind of whirring noise eminating. The alter spoke again, "Teleport activated, enter to go to Magix.". He entered the box and he felt odd, really odd. He then found himself in a place with more glowing alters and boxes, there were even glowing tablets. The people there wore similar attire to those inscriptions, everything was so colourful. Where was he?