Into the darkness
She had lit the candles in the right order, so why was it not working? Maybe she had said the incantation wrong? No she had done it perfect, she knew she did. Ruby had studied this for months now. It had to work, there was no other option and she did not want to be alone anymore. Ruby hung her head low as her long midnight hair fell to make a dark curtain, covering her face and all its disappointment. This was meant to work. It was her hope and dream, it had to work. She wanted to summon someone who was just like her, someone who was different from all the others, someone who was feared for just doing what they were born to do. Ruby was born a possessor. With the abilities to manipulate the spirits of the living and the dead and bind the spirits to her will. She was the village outcast, the witch that took the blame when things went wrong.
Ruby slowly picked herself off the floor, and before turning to leave, she took one last look about the room as the remnants of her hopeful dream, vanished. She was not even bothered to blow the candles out. As she turned the door handle she felt the atmosphere in the room change, like a static charge. Something was happening. Out of the corner of her eye she could see shadows being pulled into the middle of the casting. Anticipation began to fill her. It was going to work.
The earthquakes were getting worse and Gaara did not know how much longer he would be able to silence the sands around his village. His breathing was accelerated and his limbs where heavy with fatigue. And then there was the fact that his chakra was all most out.
"Gaara! You have to rest or you'll pass out." Kankoro was yelling, trying to get Gaara to ease up. But Gaara was deaf to it all. He did not like to lose to anything, even if it was a natural sand was his power, his to control and it was meant to be under his influence. And right now it was out of his control. Just as suddenly as it had started it stopped; the sands went quiet.
"Whew, well I guess that's the end of that then." Kankoro sounded relieved.
Then not far from where they stood the sand exploded. Purple-black smoke began to rise up in tendrils. Gaara ran over to find the source of the all the disturbances with Kankoro trailing not far behind him. When they arrived there was still much sand in the air. Making it hard to breathe and see. But with a slight hand movement from Gaara all the sand still in the air was brought to the ground. With the air free of sand, they were now able to see the casting clearly, inscribing its self into the the casting still releasing an odd smoke began to glow purple.
"What is this?" Gaara said in amazement.
"Gaara I don't like this, we should go get someone." Kankoro sounded nervous. And he had every right to be this had never happened before.
But Gaara was curious. He walked forward just a few steps. Those few steps was all the casting needed to recognized him as the one they had been summoned to collect. As shadows grew out of the center of the summoning and reached for Gaara. He tried to call the sands to him but it would not answer him. The shadows now were grasping him pulling, him to the center of the casting. For the first time in his life since his father had tried to assassinate him, Gaara felt fear. Kankoro cried out in surprise and with a flick of his wrist he sent out his puppet Crow to try to pull Gaara out. But the more Kankoro tried the more the shadows would come out, covering Gaara in there inky blackness. Kankoro could now see the fear in Gaara's eyes and with thatm the Crow lost hold of Gaara and he slipped under.
The shadowed vortex had grown quiet large and Ruby now feared it would go out of control. But as streams of sand where now coming out of the portal, She knew this was meant to happen. As a child she would often read stories of a world that was right next to theirs, but was only reachable if the casting was used.
It had been a year since she first heard the story from the man who claimed to have jumped between the worlds. He told of a young man who possessed a demon in him, the young man was so strong, people in his own village feared him and the power he possessed. This young man was like her, she had dreamed of a friend. Someone who understood her, her loneliness and most of all, someone who did not fear her.
Ruby was snapped back to reality when sand hit her in the face, she raised her arms shield herself from the dust. But lowered them even quicker when she saw what was coming out of the portal. As soon as his torso was out, he was flung out at her. Ruby was able to catch him in time but was thrown against the wall with such force that she started to bleed. Ruby slumped against the wall and looked down at the unconscious young man in her arms.
"I did it." She though as her vision blackened and blood trickled down her forehead. She passed out with a smile on her face.
