When Darkness Falls
 

I decided to give story making a shot after reading so many.. and I think I pushed my creativity to the max...

"And what shall he be called, Martha?” said The Gypsy as she cast a spell on the newborn. “I will name him after his grandfather, Edward.” “That is fine name for a young man. He must be brave if he is to overcome The Darkness.”

“He will be, it’s in his blood. Edward, you are destined to do great things, I have seen it… I only wish I could be there with you.”
With these final words Martha handed Edward over to The Gypsy, and passed away.

"I'll find a home for you, and I'll always be there to protect you until you are ready to protect us all."

"You will grow stronger and wiser with time. For now I must take you to find a family who will nurture and care for you." The Gypsy then placed Edward near a small cottage, and disappeared into the shadows.

Heartbroken

At the age of 19, Edward became one of the best doctors in the Caribbean. He loved to help his father Robert Richards out in his office. Once Robert went off, Edward was put in charge. Years later he met a young woman by the name of Susan, they married and had two kids, a boy named James and a girl named Sarah.

His son James always dreamed of being a pirate and sailing the seas, but Edward never approved. He wanted his son to follow in his footsteps and become a doctor. Edward and James often had verbal arguments over this. The more they argued, the further apart they grew.

One calm day while at the office, his brother Logan delivered to him dreadful news. A group of pirates broke into his cottage and his wife Susan tried to fight them off but there were too many. The pirates kidnapped the kids and forced them into their crew.

He searched for eight months before giving up and crying out to the sky. Suddenly, a strange woman approached him. He told her of his situation, and she gave him a gift for his troubles. He opened it but there was nothing but a mask. Angry, he threw it to the ground and cursed the woman.

He noticed the mask starting to glow. As he approached it he could hear a heavenly voice saying, “Put it on… Put it on…” reluctantly, Edward obeyed. The mask then consumed his mind, and showed him visions of the future. It showed him The Darkness, which he was destined to defeat. The last vision Edward had was of being back together with his family. The mask told him what awaits him once his mission was done.

The Mask explained to him that The Darkness comes to our world from a portal disguised as a body of water. Edward anxiously jumped into the first lake he saw eager to get this over with and be reunited with his family. As he sinks deeper and deeper into the water, he saw an unearthly being. It tried to make a grab for him, but suddenly a mystical force put a shield around him. It protected him from The Darkness, but not before it could take something away from him first.

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You haven't added a chapter in a long time, but I guess i'll follow yours to.

Thanks for the feedback guys! I actually started this because a friend asked me to.. I guess now I have to continue "thinking"... Soooo.. uh.. Yeah..

Rebirth

Edward’s was mind twisted by The Darkness, and as he was being pulled from the water he could hear a demonic laugh. The Mask brought Edward to a nearby home, far away from any bodies of water.

He was awoken by the sound of a gunshot. “Who are you?” said an enormous man from the shadows. Another gunshot. “I’ll ask you one last time before I put you to rest… WHO are you?” Edward jumped to his feet and tried to remember what happened “Sir, I’m afraid I don’t know”

“Don’t know yer name?” the man lowered his gun and walked towards him to inspect him. “Looks like yer clothes are soaked. Where’ve you been?” said the man with pity. “I can’t remember for the life of me sir.”

“Well, wouldn’t feel right sendin’ ye off like this.”
“I got some extra clothes that might fit ya inside the house, and you can rest here if you like.”

“That’s a fine sword you have there mate. Were you a pirate?” The man pointed to the cutlass at his side. “Let me have a look at that.” He examined the cutlass and noticed the word ‘Deadpool’ inscribed on it. “I think I figured yer name out, have a look.” He handed him back the sword “Kinda strange, but it’s yer name mate.”

“Now that I know yer name, I might as well tell you mine, name’s Phil.” Phil brought him inside quietly, so he wouldn't wake his family, and gave him some clean clothes. “These were my sons. See if they fit ya.” Phil handed Deadpool the clothes and sent him to changed.

As Deadpool changed clothes, visions ran through his mind. He saw bandits charging into the home torturing him and Phil, and killing Phil’s family then having a drink over their bodies and burning the house down. Deadpool fell over in horror, and suddenly heard noises outside. He looked outside and could see a group of men advancing towards the house. He quickly got dress ran to warn Phil.

“Ye saw what? Calm down mate, I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about.”

“I TOLD you it’s true! I cannot explain it, but I had a vision, and you and your family are in danger Phil!” Deadpool walked back and forth in frenzy. “We have to get out of here now!” Deadpool peaked out of the window to search for the bandits, but they were gone.

“I... I... just saw them a minute ago!” Deadpool stuck his head out of the window, but was pulled back in by Phil. “Enough of this, who knows what you’ve been through, a good night sle--“ The sound of broken glass filled the house. “Daddy!!” a panicked young boy called from upstairs. Deadpool and Phil raced upstairs and were shocked at the sight.

Upstairs stood the group of bandits Deadpool foresaw. One of them had Phil’s youngest son held hostage, and his wife had been knocked to the floor. “Don’t come any closer,” said one of them with a knife in hand.

Deadpool felt a rush of adrenaline through his body and pulled out his sword. “I’ll take these intruders.” Deadpool let out a roar like sound and charged towards the group, hitting the biggest on the forehead with the handle of his cutlass. The huge brute fell for what felt like hours and finally landed with a ‘THUD’. Deadpool, shocked by his actions, stood ready to face the next man.

The man with the knife rushed and swiped at Deadpool, but wasn’t fast enough. Deadpool slapped the knife out of his hand and threw him to the floor next to the other man. As the bandit went for the knife, Deadpool kicked it toward Phil who stared in amazement. “Get him you fools!!” The two other bandits rushed towards Deadpool as commanded.

The two tackled Deadpool and held him to the floor. “We got him!” One of them knocked his cutlass out of his hand. Phil rushed to help him, but was knocked unconscious by their leader. “You don’t survive in this world by being a mindless buffoon.” said the bandit as he chuckled at Phil. The three of them surrounded Deadpool. “Get him to his feet.” His two lackeys grabbed Deadpool by the arms and held him up.

“I’ll make you a deal you can’t refuse mate, join us and I let these pitiful peasants live.” Deadpool looked at the bandit with great confusion. “I could use someone of your fighting skills in my crew.” The bandit stuck his hand out. “Well, what do you say? You join me they live. You don’t I kill them and you.”

Deadpool thought long and hard about it, and then finally let out a sigh in defeat. “I’ll join you, just let them go first.”

“Wise decision, my friend.” Deadpool grabbed his hand and a smile ran across his face. “I knew you’d like coming along with me instead of being boarded up in th--“ out of nowhere Deadpool unleashed a bone crushing headbutt to the man. The man staggered over to the window in a daze. Without warning Deadpool ran and pushed the bandit out of the window.

“Let’s get out of here!” said one of the last two bandits as they ran out of the house. “Is that… you?” one of them said to Deadpool on his way out. “What? Get outta my sight before you end up like yer boss out there.” The bandit raced out the door after his friend. Phil came back to his senses. “I thought you said you didn’t know how to fight?”

“I thought I didn’t. Are ye alright?” Deadpool helped Phil to his feet. “I’ve been through worse.” Phil sent his family off to bed and brought Deadpool to the kitchen to talk. “Are ye sure you don’t remember anything of yer past mate?”

“I don’t recall anything before waking up your barn.” Deadpool’s vision started to fade. Everything around him went black. “What’s happening?” A bright light caught his attention. “What is that? Phil is that you?” The light came closer and closer to him. “Stay back, I’m warning you!” Deadpool reached for his cutlass, but it wasn’t there.

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“What’s going on here?” Deadpool fell over in a panic. “Do not be afraid.” The light made a heavenly sound to his ears.

“Who are you?” Deadpool asked hoping to hear the voice again. “I am the Spirit of the Cutlass.” The light moved farther away to keep its face hidden.

“How did I get here? Where is my cutlass? Who are you?” Deadpool flooded the being with questions.

“I know you have many questions, but there is no time.” Deadpool looked at the spirit with curiosity. “You must seek The Gypsy, and prepare.”

“Exactly how do I find this Gypsy, and what am I preparing for exactly?” The spirit suddenly gave off a fiery red glow. “Are you not the one who is called Edward Richards?” Deadpool stepped back and tried to answer the spirit, but his mouth froze open.

“I… I… thought my name was Deadpool?” The spirit came closer to Deadpool and he could have sworn he saw it smile. “The Darkness has already been in contact with you, if that is the case then you must hurry.”

“You can not oppose him alone. You must gather an army to defeat him.” The spirit faded away and everything around Deadpool faded back to black. “Wait, I still have questions! And where do I find an army?” Deadpool was awakened by the smell of stew.

“Ah, ye finally came to!” Phil was up sitting across the room from Deadpool. “I thought something might have been wrong after ye passed out mid-sentence last night.” Deadpool came to his feet. “I never got around to thanking ye for last night.”

“Don’t mention it.” Deadpool sat up with the images still burning in his mind. He didn’t know what to believe until he heard a voice inside his head. “Seek the Gypsy… That is your key to your past and the future.” With that simply command Deadpool jumped to his feet, grabbed what little belongings he had, and raced out of the door.

“Wait! Where ya goin’?” Deadpool turned around to see Phil standing at the door.

“I think I can find out more of my past.” Deadpool looked intrigued at the outside world, as if it were his first time out in months.

“How’s that?”

“I had a dream, and I need to seek out a Gypsy.” Phil twitched as he struggled to hold in a laugh. “Had a bad dream mate?” Deadpool took a minute to think about it and let out a sigh. “Listen, if you think you can find a way to remember yer past go for it, but yer more than welcome to stay here.”

“I think I’ll go for it, Phil.”

Deadpool said his good-byes and left to discover his past with no clue where he was going, until he had another vision of a tall dark man about to be hung.