Soul Exchange
By TheRonsoMan
Introduction As the sun had risen at the midst of the mountains, a small girl had been brought into the world that was ever so dangerous yet unknowing of her power. The two sides of Terra that were separated by the mighty grand power of Shadows were unknown by either sides as the misty, grey, ever growing mist spawned throughout the mysterious Drercliffs were to be soon united by the power of a special power....
Chapter 1-The Beginning of the End 15 years of unmistakable torture had passed for the young girl that grew ever tiresome of her 'parents' .That young girl, was me. The vile steel- hearted lump of skin and bones I knew as 'father' was too busy practicing his scared magic arts to take noticed of me. Father always had an uncanny ability to make you feel cautious wherever, no matter he situation. His dark patterned moth infested cloak collapsed all over he floor where he sat and his tall stumped hat stood infirmly atop the greasy semi-bald head. Also, the bun haired, tall wide eyed mistress I knew as 'mother' was observing me over a cauldron of a mundane remedy. Her pale pasted face was complied with random pieces of black hair that was thrown of her head. Her lacey black dress covered most of her body except her chest where a large medallion was held mighty swinging heavily. I didn't want anything to do with them, mentally, I was a dragons flight away but was physically a elf's tiptoe away after the spell her father cast on me. I was helpless in the castle I called home. All of this hatred, despise, not envy or compassion, but an evil spite all because I wasn't a born black mage. I was a red mage. Born of the two most famous, powerful black mages in the world and they have a red mage in the family. The only red mage in a village of black mage. The rumours of my existence have faded away. My parents never talk about me to company have I seen any of such, they just hex me to my dark and dank closet and be done with me. So that was the conundrum of me life. But all was to change, soon........
Today was no different though, not yet anyway. I was woken on the hay mat I slept on by the she-devil nudging me continuously. "Wake up, wake up Dawn!" I sat upon the unfurnished wooden bed and wondered around the closet that was my bedroom and dressed myself in my tattered work cloths.
Mother approached me with unusual eager today, grabbing me by the wrist and leading me past the cobwebbed parlor, onto the stairs and into the middle of them where the entrance to the potion chamber was placed. The mouldy, vail smell that consumed the stone building was revolting me whereas mother was ignoring it, if not enjoying it. Eventually, I was led towards the mystically coloured elixirs that were forbidden to me as mother grabbed a dark green bottle and thrusted it towards my mouth. By instinct I automatically avoided it never considering that it may be good, but the reputation mother had it was highly doubtable.
"Drink, drink damn you drink now!" Mother was now shaking with anger which was common, but very dangerous so eventually mothers efforts were not in vain.
"Thank you, now, return to bed and stay there.....NOW" the orders were precise but my body didn't seem to comprehend. Years and years of mindlessly orders were almost a habit to me but now, I just couldn't concentrate. It felt as if my body were swarming with something that was making the orders.
"Move child, move!" Her anger shaking began again but not a force on Terra could move me, not even mother!
"Cervantes, Cervantes, get here immediately!" Her plea echoed throughout the stone chamber into the main corridor. Shortly, Father appeared with his uncanny expression on his face.
"Yes darling, is it her? Does she need dealing with" His voice could of pierced metal it was that sharp and cunning.
"Yes" She demanded, fathers look didn't change as if he was surprised. She won't obey anything"
"Hmmm" Fathers long garments were now shimmering.
"obbedisca"
Father was levitating and his pupils disappeared but to no avail, the golden spark that flew from father to me was reflected by my hand. How the hell did I do that, I didn't even know simple spells never mind intermediate. My body was now not in my possession.
"obbedisca"
The spark that flew from Father were bigger now and as it sought its way towards me they were immobilised by the indestructible force surrounding me.
"NO, this cannot be! Sophitia, give me a tail of werewolf. NOW WOMEN!" His vein in his forehead was now throbbing with a faster tempo every minute.
Mother finally threw the werewolves tail past me towards father. Father threw the tail in the air and shouted:
"indebolimento" Dark, evil sparks headed towards the mouldy tail spinning in midair. Then it stopped with a blue aura moving cautiously spreading the tail like a plague.
"Mwahahahahaha, you cannot defeat me, I have something you don't have, heh heh. The power of the Dragoon! Mwahahahahaha" This voice was like no other, it had the deepness of a mans but the softness of a women's.
Mother and Father both looked around slowly. Fathers throbbing head had stopped, but that was the least of his problems now. My normally blonde hair that lifted ever so gently was now a dark black that was stuck to my head and I was covered in a thick black oil that didn't move.
"N, no! This cannot be, its, its!" That one day I saw a side of Father I had never seen, nor will I again. Not compassion, not proudness, but fear.
"Years, you have banished me to this gruesome castle, this horrific life and all because of a of a simple matter that cannot be done with. Well, I can do much much more. You will see. NOW!" The sprit that had possessed me was terrible. I wanted it too be rid of me, but the most scary part of it is that, I wanted it too do want it was to do now.
"Step back evil sprit, leave this village" Mother was determined not too resort too violence in her potion chamber, whereas Father was chanting.
"Lasci a questo corpo lo sprit diabolico e mai non ritorni ancora" "Lasci a questo corpo lo sprit diabolico e mai non ritorni ancora" "LASCI QUESTO CORPO SPRIT E MAI NON RITORNI ANCORA!" Father had now fainted as his 3 fireballs struck me.
"Oh, I forgot to get hurt, lets see if you do? Hmmmmmmm" The cockiness in my voice was sure we would come out better. I began to chant.
"Per tutta la miseria lo avete messo attraverso, avete messo questi mortals con gli stessi tempi due!"
I stretched my arms outwards as a darkening, sickening light was produced. It appeared in front of my chest and split into two. Each somehow revoltingly moving.
"Uccisione"
I shouted as the balls of darkened light swiftly moved towards the chests of Mother and Father.
Mother and father however were paralysed with fear as the balls grew ever nearer. Then suddenly, BUMP. The bottle Mother had hold of fell towards the ground as she did, whereas Father still made faint noises of life.
"D-Dawn, you will never get away with this. T-That darkness inside you w-will consume you, ha ha ha, you will eventually be a g....."
Silence then shuddered the room she was in.
By TheRonsoMan
Introduction As the sun had risen at the midst of the mountains, a small girl had been brought into the world that was ever so dangerous yet unknowing of her power. The two sides of Terra that were separated by the mighty grand power of Shadows were unknown by either sides as the misty, grey, ever growing mist spawned throughout the mysterious Drercliffs were to be soon united by the power of a special power....
Chapter 1-The Beginning of the End 15 years of unmistakable torture had passed for the young girl that grew ever tiresome of her 'parents' .That young girl, was me. The vile steel- hearted lump of skin and bones I knew as 'father' was too busy practicing his scared magic arts to take noticed of me. Father always had an uncanny ability to make you feel cautious wherever, no matter he situation. His dark patterned moth infested cloak collapsed all over he floor where he sat and his tall stumped hat stood infirmly atop the greasy semi-bald head. Also, the bun haired, tall wide eyed mistress I knew as 'mother' was observing me over a cauldron of a mundane remedy. Her pale pasted face was complied with random pieces of black hair that was thrown of her head. Her lacey black dress covered most of her body except her chest where a large medallion was held mighty swinging heavily. I didn't want anything to do with them, mentally, I was a dragons flight away but was physically a elf's tiptoe away after the spell her father cast on me. I was helpless in the castle I called home. All of this hatred, despise, not envy or compassion, but an evil spite all because I wasn't a born black mage. I was a red mage. Born of the two most famous, powerful black mages in the world and they have a red mage in the family. The only red mage in a village of black mage. The rumours of my existence have faded away. My parents never talk about me to company have I seen any of such, they just hex me to my dark and dank closet and be done with me. So that was the conundrum of me life. But all was to change, soon........
Today was no different though, not yet anyway. I was woken on the hay mat I slept on by the she-devil nudging me continuously. "Wake up, wake up Dawn!" I sat upon the unfurnished wooden bed and wondered around the closet that was my bedroom and dressed myself in my tattered work cloths.
Mother approached me with unusual eager today, grabbing me by the wrist and leading me past the cobwebbed parlor, onto the stairs and into the middle of them where the entrance to the potion chamber was placed. The mouldy, vail smell that consumed the stone building was revolting me whereas mother was ignoring it, if not enjoying it. Eventually, I was led towards the mystically coloured elixirs that were forbidden to me as mother grabbed a dark green bottle and thrusted it towards my mouth. By instinct I automatically avoided it never considering that it may be good, but the reputation mother had it was highly doubtable.
"Drink, drink damn you drink now!" Mother was now shaking with anger which was common, but very dangerous so eventually mothers efforts were not in vain.
"Thank you, now, return to bed and stay there.....NOW" the orders were precise but my body didn't seem to comprehend. Years and years of mindlessly orders were almost a habit to me but now, I just couldn't concentrate. It felt as if my body were swarming with something that was making the orders.
"Move child, move!" Her anger shaking began again but not a force on Terra could move me, not even mother!
"Cervantes, Cervantes, get here immediately!" Her plea echoed throughout the stone chamber into the main corridor. Shortly, Father appeared with his uncanny expression on his face.
"Yes darling, is it her? Does she need dealing with" His voice could of pierced metal it was that sharp and cunning.
"Yes" She demanded, fathers look didn't change as if he was surprised. She won't obey anything"
"Hmmm" Fathers long garments were now shimmering.
"obbedisca"
Father was levitating and his pupils disappeared but to no avail, the golden spark that flew from father to me was reflected by my hand. How the hell did I do that, I didn't even know simple spells never mind intermediate. My body was now not in my possession.
"obbedisca"
The spark that flew from Father were bigger now and as it sought its way towards me they were immobilised by the indestructible force surrounding me.
"NO, this cannot be! Sophitia, give me a tail of werewolf. NOW WOMEN!" His vein in his forehead was now throbbing with a faster tempo every minute.
Mother finally threw the werewolves tail past me towards father. Father threw the tail in the air and shouted:
"indebolimento" Dark, evil sparks headed towards the mouldy tail spinning in midair. Then it stopped with a blue aura moving cautiously spreading the tail like a plague.
"Mwahahahahaha, you cannot defeat me, I have something you don't have, heh heh. The power of the Dragoon! Mwahahahahaha" This voice was like no other, it had the deepness of a mans but the softness of a women's.
Mother and Father both looked around slowly. Fathers throbbing head had stopped, but that was the least of his problems now. My normally blonde hair that lifted ever so gently was now a dark black that was stuck to my head and I was covered in a thick black oil that didn't move.
"N, no! This cannot be, its, its!" That one day I saw a side of Father I had never seen, nor will I again. Not compassion, not proudness, but fear.
"Years, you have banished me to this gruesome castle, this horrific life and all because of a of a simple matter that cannot be done with. Well, I can do much much more. You will see. NOW!" The sprit that had possessed me was terrible. I wanted it too be rid of me, but the most scary part of it is that, I wanted it too do want it was to do now.
"Step back evil sprit, leave this village" Mother was determined not too resort too violence in her potion chamber, whereas Father was chanting.
"Lasci a questo corpo lo sprit diabolico e mai non ritorni ancora" "Lasci a questo corpo lo sprit diabolico e mai non ritorni ancora" "LASCI QUESTO CORPO SPRIT E MAI NON RITORNI ANCORA!" Father had now fainted as his 3 fireballs struck me.
"Oh, I forgot to get hurt, lets see if you do? Hmmmmmmm" The cockiness in my voice was sure we would come out better. I began to chant.
"Per tutta la miseria lo avete messo attraverso, avete messo questi mortals con gli stessi tempi due!"
I stretched my arms outwards as a darkening, sickening light was produced. It appeared in front of my chest and split into two. Each somehow revoltingly moving.
"Uccisione"
I shouted as the balls of darkened light swiftly moved towards the chests of Mother and Father.
Mother and father however were paralysed with fear as the balls grew ever nearer. Then suddenly, BUMP. The bottle Mother had hold of fell towards the ground as she did, whereas Father still made faint noises of life.
"D-Dawn, you will never get away with this. T-That darkness inside you w-will consume you, ha ha ha, you will eventually be a g....."
Silence then shuddered the room she was in.