Dark and Light – Chapter 1
By Ultima66
I let the long blades flip through my hand a few times, then put down the long blades back onto the table.
"So you say 8 million?" I asked, "I've been meaning to get a set of these things."
"Yeah, I've been meaning to sell them. Need a bit of cash right now, so it's a little under priced, but I'm sure the buyer doesn't care," the spearman told me.
"Alright, then," I said, handing him the money. He grabbed the bundle with a grin, and he put the knives down in front of me. I felt a bump behind me. Turning around, I saw a girl - a mage, wearing a long white calaf, holding her thorns and esther shield with a golden circlet containing a blue gem perched on her head like a tiara. She had a white napoleon cape on her back and had a blue pennance wrapped around her wrist, and from what I could see, the curled tips of her gold winded shoes. Her light brown hair flowed down her back and she had pretty brown eyes that seemed to have a spark of joy in them, contrasting her light skin, and pretty heart earrings hung on her ears.
"Oh, I'm sorry I bumped into you. Crowded market, isn't it?" she asked me, smiling. She gazed at my dark identity tied tight around my head and the threatening dark gigantic on my arm. Indeed I was lucky to pick up the gigantic at a pretty cheap price, and I found my dark identity from a yeti I killed a while ago. With my black magic cape, skull earrings, dark scorpio set, my black snowshoes, and even my red moon glove, added on to my dark tanned skin, I was a really shadowy figure, with just bits of color here and there.
"Just looking around," I told her, smiling back, "See you around, then." Taking the set of steelies I walked into the portal that led back out of the market.
A few minutes later I walked the way to the house where Mushmom was known to show up around. Grabbing a rope, I sat back for a little while. No one else was around the area at the moment, so it was fine to wait. After a little while, though, I got bored, and decided to kill a few of the armored pigs. The new set of steelies flew beautifully through the hair, their long red streamers following them in a straight line. It was like throwing missiles of steel, the way they were perfectly weighted so that the knives tore through the air straight without spinning around like a star. I smiled inwardly as the long knives flew fast enough to pierce even the tough armor on the iron hogs and sent dark streams of blood flowing down their sleek metal armored sides.
Another steely shot through the air, hitting a fierry squarely on her small stomach, practically slicing her in half. These things are too weak, I thought to myself. Then I saw mushmom appear nearby. With a long jump, I flew backwards, still flinging the powerful knives in my backwards leap. A half dozen of them flew deep into the mushmom's tough body as it started advancing towards me. With another backspring, I continued flinging knives at it. It got a bit close to me and jumped into the air. Seeing this, I made another jump to avoid the shockwave and threw a few more knives at it. Its corpse fell to the ground, a large bundle of money and an enormous spore falling out of it.
"Nothing," I sighed. Well, I better get going to somewhere else now. To me, being an assassin was an art form, my heavy but strong gigantic my paint brush, my various stars and knives my paint, plastering the canvasses of the various monsters with abstract streams and splatters of blood. And I enjoyed it. I enjoyed the sight of the monsters falling down, seeing the multitudinous bodies all on the floor because of a simple claw and a few steel blades flying through the air.
It was a few days later that I saw her again, this time around El Nath. I didn't even notice it was her, but she smiled and waved to me.
"Hey, it's market guy!" she said cheerfully.
"You're just a regular shining star in a sea of people, aren't you? Couldn't help but notice me?" I asked her.
"Aw... we don't even know each other's names yet. Well I'm Crystal. You?" she said to me.
"Heh, is it customary to make friends with every guy you accidentally bump into in the market now? Well my name is Jace," I told her.
"You know, if you're planning fighting zombies right now I could help you," she said, letting a green tide of energy flow over her.
"Cleric? That's cool, but I don't think I'll have too much of a problem with my health," I said, a purple spiral of energy spinning around me, throwing a knife harmlessly into the snow, "Besides, I'm not planning on heading to zombie grounds. I want to go take on some cerebes for the fun of it. And I need to go get some horns. Nick wants a hundred of them."
"I can come with you," she said, giggling, "It'd be nice to just follow you around."
"Now if girls would follow everyone around, so many problems us guys have would be solved," I joked, as she blushed, not knowing if I was kidding or saying she shouldn't follow me, "I'm kidding, Crystal. You're fine. Just another random girl I don't even know following me around for no apparent reason: no problem at all."
"Hey, I can be useful," she said.
"Let's go then," I told her, as we stepped out of town into the freezing cold of the snowfield. Hope she likes watching stuff get blown apart, I thought to myself. Hey, what could I say? My life just got a bit more interesting. The great Jace now had a cleric friend.