As they chased each other around the tree, the little girl and boy laughed, enjoying the beautiful shining sun and the fresh breeze flowing through the green leaves. They ran farther into the forest, darting in and out of the trunks, taking turns leading the way. Eventually they noticed that the sun was setting and began to make their way back to the village. Once they were near however they became aware of the silence, deep, dark silence in the trees around them. Both of them, worried, clinged to each other as they got closer and closer to the village, and suddenly they heard a battle scream come from nearby, the gates to the village. The little girl, recognizing the voice as her mothers ran ahead, the little boy running after her. Coming around the corner of the village wall to the front of the gates, the little girl was just in time to see her mother murdered, her dead body, sprawled across the ground. She looked around and saw her father slumped up against the wall of the gate, and through the gate there were others running to come help, but it was too late for her parents. She screamed and ran to her mothers side.
"Mommy! Mommy! Wake up mommy!" tears ran down her face as she shook her mother's unconcious body. The little boy ran to her father to see if he was still alive and tears ran down his face as well. His best friends parents, good people he had known were dead. Reinforcements still had not arrived to the gate when the girl felt her mothers life end, and crying bitterly she turned to look at who had killed her mother. He was standing there watching them for a moment. The man was dressed in a black robe that covered him from head to foot, making it impossible to see his face, and in his hands he held a bloody scythe that was not of their peoples make. A sinister laugh came out from beneath the hood as the man strolled towards her and her friend, his scythe dragging along the ground. Wherever the scythe touched the life was drained, killing any living thing. Although they were still only children they could feel the pain that the planet itself was in from this weapon as it was so close to them. Her friend was closer to her and as the man neared her, the little boy darted in front of her, trying to protect her. All the man did was hit the little boy with his fist, sending the child flying to the ground. The girl looked up frightened at the man, but as she saw her friend injured and her parents laying dead before her, she became angry. Then, the last straw that made her snap was she saw the man raise his scythe, about to strike her friend.
"Karvek, NO!" she screamed, and the man laughed as he raised the scythe above his head. Then the last thing she saw was her friend cowering before him and everything went black.
At the exact moment the girl passed out, and the other Guardians reached the gate, there was a blinding flash that stunned everyone. Everybody, including the black robed man looked to the girl once they could see again. The little boy forgotten by him, scurried away from him as best as he could. Once everyone's eyes cleared, they saw the daemoness that was floating above the girls unconcious body. The daemoness was fairly tall, and didn't seem to be floating from any visible means. She wore no clothing, but was covered in a slightly thick layer of dark blue fur, showing nothing that could be considered inappropriate. Her cheek bones seemed to jut out further than anyone the people there knew of, and the forearm bone went out further on her elbow. She had a long tail that had upraised bumps all the from the back of her neck to the tip of her tail. On her hands she had three clawed digits, with a shorter one, opposing from the other two, and for her feet she didn't have any toes, just one clawed digit that had a large enough base for her to stand on, and a claw coming from what could only be described as her ankle. The only thing that the people gathered there didn't find odd was her pointed ears. Her hair was blood red, as it hung down her back in a long braid, and when they looked to her eyes, all were shocked. The daemoness had nothing that could be described as a pupil, her 'eyeballs' were of the deepest midnight blue and seemed to peer deep into the soul of everyone that she looked at.
After looking calmly around at the people gathered around her, she finally focused her gaze upon the man and smiled. A horrendous smile with razor sharp fangs that only her lush blue lips hid normally. She was a frightening sight to behold. For a moment, everyone seemed frozen in time, just staring at the daemoness, until finally the sobs of Karvek reached everyone's ears in the silence. He had made his way to his best friends unconcious body and was crying, afraid for her. His sobs having spurred the action of the Guardians they raised their weapons and one even dared to throw a spear at the daemoness. Without even a look or any sign of having noticed that he had lobbed the spear at her, a field of sorts surrounded her and deflected the spear. She whipped around, her braid flying so fast that it made a snapping sound, so she faced the Guardians. "Do not dare interfere, you are not powerful enough to take on this monster, what makes you think you can defeat me? I am on your side, for I am bound to this girl and will make sure she lives, now back!" Her face had become horrendous again, a frightening visage as she growled at them with glowing eyes. Her voice had an echoing whispery sound that seemed ethereal, although vicious at the same time as she was angry. She raised a hand and a field surrounded the area that her, the two children and black robed man were. "This will make sure none of you are stupid enough to try that again....next time I won't be so forgiving, even if you are her people." The daemoness's face softened after that as she looked down to Karvek, who now peered up at her with a mixture of fear and awe. "You must be Karvek, please leave boy, she would not forgive me if anything happened to you." Although he was still speechless from the display of her power, he managed to look stubborn and shook his head. She sighed, "Fine but let it be said that it was not my fault if you get yourself injured child. You will be important later, be sure you stay alive, fool."
All the while that she had been speaking with the child and the Guardians of the village the black robed man had approached her and brought up his scythe to strike her with it. Without even having to look once again to do anything, she smacked the man backwards, against the wall of the force field with her tail. He slumped against it temporarily and as he brought himself back up she turned slowly to face him. The glow that had been in her eyes before now intensified as she looked to him, silently grim.
"You should give up or join me demon for I wield the scythe of Death and you have no chance," the man in the black robe sneered through the darkness from under his hood at her, confident and cocky.
"I should? How is it I have no chance monster? What makes it so you think you can challenge an Ethereal Daemon?" Her tone had darkened even worse, and although none of them knew what an Ethereal Daemon was they all stood around, mouths agape. They had no idea where she came from, and even in legend there had never been anything like her before.
"Because you pitiful creature, while I hold this scythe you cannot kill me, and if it is seperated from me, it will kill all it touches. Now do you fear me?" he slowly walked towards them, menacingly.
"No, we'll see how hard you are to kill," was all she said as she bared her fangs at him. Her answer seemed to anger him, and he rushed her, the scythe held high in the air, arcing down to strike her. Not moving she lifted her hand and a ball of blue energy formed at her palm that she unleashed at him. With a shriek he was sent flying back into the wall. He made a loud thump as he hit and slid to the ground but quickly got up. He grinned madly at them, for now they could see his face, her energy had blown away the top part of his robe and singed his hair. The Guardians gasped as they saw that he was similar to all of them, except for one huge difference; the fact that instead of pale skin, his skin was darker than the tree trunks around them. They had never seen another of their people that appeared such as he. He snickered at their reaction.
"Thought you all would know what a Dark Elf is, fools. But so far from everyone else, I suppose I'm not surprised by that." With those words he glared at them all and then went after the daemoness again. This time she had, had a blast of energy awaiting him and once again it sent him flying across to hit the wall of the field. There was a sickening crunching sound as he hit the wall and collapsed to the ground this time, his clothes in tatters from the destructive power of her blast. All the Guardians and Karvek did not expect him to get up again, but he did. His hair and face were burned but seemed to slowly heal as he touched the scythe to the ground and drained life from it. The daemoness was only slightly surprised for she had been expecting that. In only a moment she had thought of a solution on how to defeat him, for although he could not be destroyed, he could be altered. Her gruesome grin appeared on her face again as she watched him take steps to her. He was taking his time, safe in the thought that he could not be defeated. Reaching midway on the ground towards the children and the daemoness, she acted. Pointing her claws to the ground and then thrusting them up to the sky she spoke in a strange language none of them had ever heard. Thinking her actions pointless he sneered in confident amusement, but it quickly turned to despair and surprise as he looked to his feet to see stone working it's way up his feet and over the scythe. It seemed to be incredibly painful as the stone entered his body, slowly making him one with it.
"What are you doing to me demon?" his words were gasping and painfilled, his face twisted in hatred.
"I figured out a solution to your riddle, monster. You cannot be killed or seperated from your scythe, but you can be altered while holding it so that you will be holding it forever. I hope you love solitude and that scythe a lot, for this is forever," Her laugh was cruel as she watched the hatred turn into true despair on his face and became frozen permanently that way. After finishing she seemed to slump as she sighed and turned to the little boy, kneeling on the ground so to be next to him, and facing the Guardians.
"Do not worry for her, she will be fine, just tired and drained. I had to borrow power from her, but now I must return to her." The Guardians stood so still it was almost like they were frozen in stone, some of them were staring in horror at the stone version of the murderer and some were looking to the daemoness. But none of them moved aggressively towards her even though she had brought down the field when she was turning the Dark Elf into stone. Karvek looked up to her with questions on his face.
"No, child I cannot tell you more than just that I am her Protector and you all better remember that. Thank her for me, for letting me borrow her power, she's a powerful young lady," The Guardians and Karvek stared at her in wonder, and she smiled, her fangs glinting in the light, "No, do not worship me, for although I am still too weak to stay out any longer, I am here for my own reasons, and normally I am not this weak." Her smile was cruel, as she faded slowly gone.
For a short time the Guardians there stared at the statue and eventually moving in silence they grieved for their fallen comrades, the girls parents. Karvek followed the Guardian who picked her up and took her into the village, while the others cleaned up the mess, all the while skirting the statue with great caution. Eventually they came to realize that the plants would not grow around the statue, not even the ones they themselves had power over and just left it alone, as a reminder of the time they all almost perished....
"Mommy! Mommy! Wake up mommy!" tears ran down her face as she shook her mother's unconcious body. The little boy ran to her father to see if he was still alive and tears ran down his face as well. His best friends parents, good people he had known were dead. Reinforcements still had not arrived to the gate when the girl felt her mothers life end, and crying bitterly she turned to look at who had killed her mother. He was standing there watching them for a moment. The man was dressed in a black robe that covered him from head to foot, making it impossible to see his face, and in his hands he held a bloody scythe that was not of their peoples make. A sinister laugh came out from beneath the hood as the man strolled towards her and her friend, his scythe dragging along the ground. Wherever the scythe touched the life was drained, killing any living thing. Although they were still only children they could feel the pain that the planet itself was in from this weapon as it was so close to them. Her friend was closer to her and as the man neared her, the little boy darted in front of her, trying to protect her. All the man did was hit the little boy with his fist, sending the child flying to the ground. The girl looked up frightened at the man, but as she saw her friend injured and her parents laying dead before her, she became angry. Then, the last straw that made her snap was she saw the man raise his scythe, about to strike her friend.
"Karvek, NO!" she screamed, and the man laughed as he raised the scythe above his head. Then the last thing she saw was her friend cowering before him and everything went black.
At the exact moment the girl passed out, and the other Guardians reached the gate, there was a blinding flash that stunned everyone. Everybody, including the black robed man looked to the girl once they could see again. The little boy forgotten by him, scurried away from him as best as he could. Once everyone's eyes cleared, they saw the daemoness that was floating above the girls unconcious body. The daemoness was fairly tall, and didn't seem to be floating from any visible means. She wore no clothing, but was covered in a slightly thick layer of dark blue fur, showing nothing that could be considered inappropriate. Her cheek bones seemed to jut out further than anyone the people there knew of, and the forearm bone went out further on her elbow. She had a long tail that had upraised bumps all the from the back of her neck to the tip of her tail. On her hands she had three clawed digits, with a shorter one, opposing from the other two, and for her feet she didn't have any toes, just one clawed digit that had a large enough base for her to stand on, and a claw coming from what could only be described as her ankle. The only thing that the people gathered there didn't find odd was her pointed ears. Her hair was blood red, as it hung down her back in a long braid, and when they looked to her eyes, all were shocked. The daemoness had nothing that could be described as a pupil, her 'eyeballs' were of the deepest midnight blue and seemed to peer deep into the soul of everyone that she looked at.
After looking calmly around at the people gathered around her, she finally focused her gaze upon the man and smiled. A horrendous smile with razor sharp fangs that only her lush blue lips hid normally. She was a frightening sight to behold. For a moment, everyone seemed frozen in time, just staring at the daemoness, until finally the sobs of Karvek reached everyone's ears in the silence. He had made his way to his best friends unconcious body and was crying, afraid for her. His sobs having spurred the action of the Guardians they raised their weapons and one even dared to throw a spear at the daemoness. Without even a look or any sign of having noticed that he had lobbed the spear at her, a field of sorts surrounded her and deflected the spear. She whipped around, her braid flying so fast that it made a snapping sound, so she faced the Guardians. "Do not dare interfere, you are not powerful enough to take on this monster, what makes you think you can defeat me? I am on your side, for I am bound to this girl and will make sure she lives, now back!" Her face had become horrendous again, a frightening visage as she growled at them with glowing eyes. Her voice had an echoing whispery sound that seemed ethereal, although vicious at the same time as she was angry. She raised a hand and a field surrounded the area that her, the two children and black robed man were. "This will make sure none of you are stupid enough to try that again....next time I won't be so forgiving, even if you are her people." The daemoness's face softened after that as she looked down to Karvek, who now peered up at her with a mixture of fear and awe. "You must be Karvek, please leave boy, she would not forgive me if anything happened to you." Although he was still speechless from the display of her power, he managed to look stubborn and shook his head. She sighed, "Fine but let it be said that it was not my fault if you get yourself injured child. You will be important later, be sure you stay alive, fool."
All the while that she had been speaking with the child and the Guardians of the village the black robed man had approached her and brought up his scythe to strike her with it. Without even having to look once again to do anything, she smacked the man backwards, against the wall of the force field with her tail. He slumped against it temporarily and as he brought himself back up she turned slowly to face him. The glow that had been in her eyes before now intensified as she looked to him, silently grim.
"You should give up or join me demon for I wield the scythe of Death and you have no chance," the man in the black robe sneered through the darkness from under his hood at her, confident and cocky.
"I should? How is it I have no chance monster? What makes it so you think you can challenge an Ethereal Daemon?" Her tone had darkened even worse, and although none of them knew what an Ethereal Daemon was they all stood around, mouths agape. They had no idea where she came from, and even in legend there had never been anything like her before.
"Because you pitiful creature, while I hold this scythe you cannot kill me, and if it is seperated from me, it will kill all it touches. Now do you fear me?" he slowly walked towards them, menacingly.
"No, we'll see how hard you are to kill," was all she said as she bared her fangs at him. Her answer seemed to anger him, and he rushed her, the scythe held high in the air, arcing down to strike her. Not moving she lifted her hand and a ball of blue energy formed at her palm that she unleashed at him. With a shriek he was sent flying back into the wall. He made a loud thump as he hit and slid to the ground but quickly got up. He grinned madly at them, for now they could see his face, her energy had blown away the top part of his robe and singed his hair. The Guardians gasped as they saw that he was similar to all of them, except for one huge difference; the fact that instead of pale skin, his skin was darker than the tree trunks around them. They had never seen another of their people that appeared such as he. He snickered at their reaction.
"Thought you all would know what a Dark Elf is, fools. But so far from everyone else, I suppose I'm not surprised by that." With those words he glared at them all and then went after the daemoness again. This time she had, had a blast of energy awaiting him and once again it sent him flying across to hit the wall of the field. There was a sickening crunching sound as he hit the wall and collapsed to the ground this time, his clothes in tatters from the destructive power of her blast. All the Guardians and Karvek did not expect him to get up again, but he did. His hair and face were burned but seemed to slowly heal as he touched the scythe to the ground and drained life from it. The daemoness was only slightly surprised for she had been expecting that. In only a moment she had thought of a solution on how to defeat him, for although he could not be destroyed, he could be altered. Her gruesome grin appeared on her face again as she watched him take steps to her. He was taking his time, safe in the thought that he could not be defeated. Reaching midway on the ground towards the children and the daemoness, she acted. Pointing her claws to the ground and then thrusting them up to the sky she spoke in a strange language none of them had ever heard. Thinking her actions pointless he sneered in confident amusement, but it quickly turned to despair and surprise as he looked to his feet to see stone working it's way up his feet and over the scythe. It seemed to be incredibly painful as the stone entered his body, slowly making him one with it.
"What are you doing to me demon?" his words were gasping and painfilled, his face twisted in hatred.
"I figured out a solution to your riddle, monster. You cannot be killed or seperated from your scythe, but you can be altered while holding it so that you will be holding it forever. I hope you love solitude and that scythe a lot, for this is forever," Her laugh was cruel as she watched the hatred turn into true despair on his face and became frozen permanently that way. After finishing she seemed to slump as she sighed and turned to the little boy, kneeling on the ground so to be next to him, and facing the Guardians.
"Do not worry for her, she will be fine, just tired and drained. I had to borrow power from her, but now I must return to her." The Guardians stood so still it was almost like they were frozen in stone, some of them were staring in horror at the stone version of the murderer and some were looking to the daemoness. But none of them moved aggressively towards her even though she had brought down the field when she was turning the Dark Elf into stone. Karvek looked up to her with questions on his face.
"No, child I cannot tell you more than just that I am her Protector and you all better remember that. Thank her for me, for letting me borrow her power, she's a powerful young lady," The Guardians and Karvek stared at her in wonder, and she smiled, her fangs glinting in the light, "No, do not worship me, for although I am still too weak to stay out any longer, I am here for my own reasons, and normally I am not this weak." Her smile was cruel, as she faded slowly gone.
For a short time the Guardians there stared at the statue and eventually moving in silence they grieved for their fallen comrades, the girls parents. Karvek followed the Guardian who picked her up and took her into the village, while the others cleaned up the mess, all the while skirting the statue with great caution. Eventually they came to realize that the plants would not grow around the statue, not even the ones they themselves had power over and just left it alone, as a reminder of the time they all almost perished....
