Dark Magic

A/N Hello readers, this is my new story and it is a sort of crossover but not really :P It has ideas taken from a book series called 'The dark magician trilogy'. It is a mix of supernatural creatures and mages, and this is also Bellice so expect so smutty stuff but who doesn't love the smutty stuff ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own the twilight series or the dark mages series but I do own my twisted mind ;P

Chapter 1: Rough Beginnings

It was a dark and misty night in the city of Ca'Moon. The city itself was divided into 3 sections; the first was the royal district where all the aristocrats, Businessmen and the elite lived. The royal district was filled with huge mansions and wide roads, unlike other parts of the city it smelled clean and felt safe to walk the streets at night.

The other districts were much rougher than the royal district. The market district was the busiest during the day, with the street peddlers selling their wares and the taverns overflowing with drunks. The district itself wasn't a bad place to live since it was usually safe at night. But the odd person would go missing from time to time.

The largest and most dangerous district of the city was the slums. It was hell on earth for those fortunate enough to own a home and worst still for the many who didn't. The threat of death hung over all those who lived there, not just from starvation or disease but also from the unusual deaths and disappearing that occurred on a regular basis.

Of course the crowning part of the Ca'Moon laid outside the city perimeters; it stood at nearly the size of the city and was home to the mages of Ca'Moon. The Guild stood proud with 1000 years of history and powerful mages. The guild took on students from the age of 17 and trained them in the art of magic. The arts fell under three main schools; the Warrior school, the Healer school and the Science school of magic. The Warrior school wore crimson red robes and trained in the art of battle, they were the guilds army and guards and were a very popular school of magic. The Healers took to wearing green robes and ran hospitals for the people of the royal district and to those who could afford the expensive service of the healers. The Science school chose to wear purple robes, they used their time to research and develop magic and create new inventions and ways of building to further the guilds development.

But our story doesn't start in the guilds high and safe walls, it starts in the slums of the city, it starts with a young girl walking the dangerous streets at night, it starts with Alice Brandon.

Alice was a young girl of 18 and stood at 5 foot and 3 inches. She had short spiky hair the colour of a raven's wing and was as pale as a spirit. She moved with an ungodly grace through the dark streets of Ca'Moon seeming to be in search of something or someone. The mist of the streets grew thicker and the darkness of the night seemed to make the young girl glow in an almost paranormal way.

A couple of streets away from the ghostly girl an old man searched a nearby trash pile for his next meal, his diet itself like most of the slums consisted of whatever edible came into their possession, be it a mouldy bit of bread, a rotten piece of fruit or even a rat or two. To put it a better way the people of the slums ate garbage, smelled like garbage and looked like garbage.

The old man, in his hurry to find food, didn't notice a young girl approaching from the shadows; the only visible feature was her blood red eyes that flashed with a fierce looked at the exposed neck of the defenceless old man. Alice took a deep breath and savoured the smell of her next meal. With a swift movement the girl burst out of the shadows and fluidly reached for the old man's exposed neck with her talon like nails.

A sickening crunch echoed through the quiet streets of the slums, the only people to hear it were either too afraid to care or just didn't care altogether. The old man's body dropped to the hard cobblestone street with a heavy thud. Alice stood looking down at the old man and felt a thrill as she saw the life slowly leave his old and weary eyes, she had always loved the way she held mortals lives in her hands since birth and always made sure to enjoy every kill she made to survive.

Suddenly gasping Alice noticed that her thirst had grown too strong to simply watch the old man die; she needed the warm red elixir flowing slower and slower through his body to quench her flaming throat. In a heartbeat Alice had pounced on the old man and sunken her long sharp fangs into the dying man's exposed and broken neck. She filled her mouth with the rich blood and almost moaned in pleasure at the warm liquid trickling down her hungry throat. The need for blood took over Alice's thoughts and she was lost in bloodlust.

Alice stood up letting the limp body of her meal fall to the floor, after taking a deep breath and letting the cold night air cool her blood lined throat, she realised she needed shelter for the night. She took to sleeping in the rafters of the local tavern, up in the shadows where no one would look for an eighteen year old girl. She took care to position herself so she wouldn't fall during the night and then closed her crimson eyes, letting sleep capture her.

Alice awoke to shouting coming from below her perch in the rafters. Looking down the young noticed that the two people yelling seemed to be the owners of the tavern. She knew them by name the man being Fredric, a hulk of a man his waist line threatening to pull small objects into orbit, and the woman his wife Helga, who looked like she had never eaten a morsel of food her entire life.

She cocked her head to the side to better hear there harsh but surprising quiet argument.

"Like I said he is dead!"

"What do you mean dead?"

"I mean dead as in skipping through fields of roses, how the hell do you think I mean dead you daft oaf!" Helga snidely commented.

"Who is dead?" Fredric replied unfazed by his wife's harsh words.

"That old man," Helga began. "The one who would go through our garbage for scraps every night, you remember you through that plank at him last week?"

"Oh yeah, that sickly looking fella?"

"That's the one."

"Why does that concern us?" Fredric questioned.

"Because it was another of those 'peculiar' deaths…"

"You mean were the bodies are found with no blood or anything?"

"Yeah that's those ones," Helga moved away from her husband to start cleaning the bar. "They say that the guards are on the lookout for the killer."

Good Luck finding me, those guards couldn't find their swords without a map and a compass and even then they would have to ask how to use both. Alice silently chuckled at her thoughts.

"…anaged to find a witness."

Wait WHAT? Alice head snapped quickly down to watch the stick of a woman to hear who had seen her kill her prey last night.

"What did the witness see?" The obese owner asked.

"The boy says he saw a young woman with cold red eyes and glistening teeth snap the poor man's neck before she then sunk her teeth into his neck…"

OH GOD DAMN IT! Great now I have to figure out how to feed without getting noticed. The young woman rolled her eyes at this thought and sighed quietly. At least I can try and hide how my eyes look by changing them.

Alice like a few people in the city of Ca'Moon had the innate ability of magic. Now this magic was subtle but if used correctly could be used to attack and even kill but also it could be used to heal and even build magnificent structures. Although all of this was possible Alice had had no training in magic and could only use what her instincts told her to do. So far she knew how to keep the cold off her by heating the air around her and also how to change her natural crimson eyes to that of a vibrant green. But both of these magic abilities took a lot of concentration and drained her of energy.

Alice knew she had to relocate to a different part of the slums to avoid being found by the city guard or worse the Guild Enforcers. The guard were no problem for Alice she could charm her way or run away from them with ease. The Guild Enforcers on the other hand were another story entirely, they were warrior class mages who wouldn't hesitate to stun bolt any person they saw as a threat, which to them was anyone they thought seemed shifty and in the slums everyone seemed shifty.

Alice decided to take to the rooftops. Apart from the dark alleys of the slums, the rooftops were Alice's favourite place to walk, run, jump and hunt. With her angelic grace and frightening speed she could travel the length of the slums in a matter of minutes. She loved to run and jump at night, soaring over the maze of buildings and streets made her feel so free, and with her heightened senses she could see almost every bug move on the shadowy floor of the alleys.

Alice jumped down from her rooftop perch like a gargoyle coming to life. She landed softly on the cobblestones of the street and looked around to see if anyone was around. It was early morning in the slums and the inhabitants would be rousing form there safe, warm beds soon. Alice thought she would spend the day people watching at the whorehouse round the corner on 2nd street, it was a fun pass time for her to see how men ranging from desperate to confident either frantically or calmly would attempt to 'court' one of the local whores to spend the afternoon or evening with them for a small price. It also had given Alice a good judge of character, well at least in men.

But today wouldn't involve her fun pastime because as she rounded the corner into the alley behind the whorehouse she came face to face with a red wall. Stumbling backwards after walking into what felt like an invisible wall of heat in front of this red wall, she slowly looked up to see what she had walked into. Alice's new green eyes came to lock onto the pale blue eyes of her 'wall'. Looking at the whole figure in front of her she slowly realised that the 'red wall' was in fat the man's cloak.

Panic set into Alice. Crap it is a mage! What the heck is he doing here in the slums at this time?

While Alice was pondering the man's reasons for being in the slums at this hour, the man was eyeing Alice with increasing curiosity.

She didn't even get hurt when she walked into my shield, an ordinary girl would be screaming in pain at the burns she would have suffered. So why is this girl perfectly fine? The pale blue eyed magician pondered.

Alice realised she had two options run or try and talk her way out of this. She chose the latter seeing as everyone who ran from the GE seemed to end up seriously injured or dead.

"Can I help you Sir?" Alice bell like voice seemed to stun the man out of his internal musings.

"What are you doing around here at this hour young miss?" The warrior questioned.

"I am just out for a walk, ir." Alice sweetly replied.

"In this particular part of the Slums?" The warrior asked shocked and also noting the girls attempt at avoiding the question. She doesn't want me to know her name… Interesting.

"I am perfectly capable of looking after myself thank you MISTER!" Alice harshly replied for getting that she was talking to a mage.

"I would prefer if we could keep this conversation civil young miss. I also would like to ask if you have heard anything about the mysterious killings happening around here." The Blue eyed man questioned.

Damn it I forgot I had killed my last prey in this area only three nights ago.

Noticing the young girl's eyes flash with panic at the mention of the killings the warrior started to be wary of the girl. I am getting this strange feeling that I am the one in danger in this situation but why?

"Miss might I trouble you for an answer to my question?"

"I haven't heard anything about the killings Sir." The petite girl answered.

"Well if you do please let me kn…"

"FUCKING MAGES!" The sudden shout caught both the mage and the girl by surprise. The shouting man had thrown a small knife at the mage as he yelled. Having been distracted by the small girl in front of him he had subconsciously lowered his shield.

Crap I don't have the time to raise my shield.

The mage braced for the impact of the blade only to feel none and to hear the man loudly curse before disappearing. The mage looked at where the knife should have hit him and saw the glimmer of a shield and the remains of the metal in a puddle on the floor. Turning slowly he looked in disbelief at the young girl standing in shock behind him.

Wow! Those mages sure have this magic thing down I can only change my eye colour and keep myself warm, he could stop a knife without even breaking a sweat. Alice's internal wonder had her distracted long enough for to not notice the mages shocked and wondering expression directed at her. Why is he looking so shocked it can't be the first time he has shielded himself can it? I mean don't they learn that up in that fancy guild? Wait is he still looking at me? Wait why do I feel slightly more tir… Holy Shit I stopped the knife! Wait how did I do that? I mean it was cool and all but I have never tried to shield myself before.

While Alice was questioning herself the mage was looking at the small girl with gratitude and wonder. He kept trying to figure out how he should ask his next question to the girl. The guild usually didn't allow students from the lower parts of the city but maybe they might make an exception with this girl as she seemed to have quite developed powers.

"Miss, would you like to accompany me to the Guild I think I may have a future for you?"

He is inviting me to the guild, wait? That means I can learn magic properly. Alice could feel the smile and happiness fill her body. Not trusting her voice at this moment she nodded enthusiastically and the man chuckled.

"Well then let us depart for the guild young miss…?"

"Brandon, Alice Brandon."

The mages Guild of Ca'Moon, I can't believe I am going there.

End of chapter one.

A/N Well that is the new chapter of my new story. :] Please review and let me know what you think ^^ and I am going to try my best to upload a chapter a week at least so it should get going quickly ^^ and don't worry Bella and the other characters will get introduced soon. :]