Split Spirit
Chapter 3: Inner Awakening
This time, he was face down on the cracked marble floor.
"Oh great, not this again" Feargus grumbled as he stood up.
The three doors were still there, but the sets of chains that were on them earlier were no where to be found.
"Back in my mind it seems, I hope that isn't a bad thing" He thought to himself.
"Oh don't worry, it isn't." Something said
"Hey, who said that!" Feargus yelled. "Where are you!"
Im right…. HERE! The voice yelled, and suddenly, a solid piece of what seemed to be shadow, appeared in front of him. It seemed to be the outline of a human, with a pair of demonic wings on its back.
"Oh, did I scare you?" The shadow began to cackle, manically.
"Well, I suppose I should introduce myself" The shadow-creature cleared its throat.
"I….am you!"
"What!" Feargus shouted in disbelief.
"Well, partially you. 49% percent of you to be exact!"
"Wait , forty nine percent? Wouldn't that mean-"
"There's more? Well. There is" A voice cut him off, but not rudely, but as politely as can be when interrupting someone while they are speaking.
"Let me guess, the other forty nine percent." Feargus muttered while walking away from the shadow, towards the source of the noise, the whit door. "Which leaves me as one percent. Wait, how am I , you know, in control?"
"Because you are human" The elegant voice said.
"And we are not. Simply spirits is all. Spirits… With power." The shadow creature whispered.
"You know what, nice sounding guy?"
"Yes Feargus?"
"How come, you know, I can't see you, but I can see little dark me over there?" Feargus gestured over to the shadow duplicate.
"If you wish me to take form, then I will."
Something moved out of the white door. Yet again, it had the outline of a human, but this time composed of light, not shadow, and instead of demonic wings, they were the wings of a angel.
"That's a lot better, now I can talk to you easier" Feargus said, a slight smile now starting to grace his features.
"Just to let you know, we can only speak to you like this when you ar unconscious you know" The angel informed Feargus.
"Yes, but you can draw on our power in the real world" The shadow said suggestively.
"Speaking of the real world, it is time to return." The angelic figure stated.
"What, already? I just started talking to you, I need answers" Feargus said in desperation, moving forward a step, towards the angelic figure.
"See ya round, Feargus buddy! Remember, our power is just a thought away!"
Both figures retreated, and their individual doors shut. The portal suddenly began to pull him back. He tried to resist, but eventually it pulled him in.
He awoke in a bed, but not a hospital one. For a start , it was actually comfy. Which definitely ruled out the hospital. And the pillow and bed seemed to be rather luxurious, and well designed from what he could guess.
Looking to his right, he saw a glass of water, and a bowl of salad on what seemed to be the pony equivalent of a bed stand. Roughly the same thing, just a bit lower.
There were some curtains , but they were drawn , blocking out any chances of sunlight entering the room.
"This food must be for me then." Thinking aloud, he grabbed the bowl and began to demolish his way through the bowl of salad.
"Not bad."
Third chapter done (Bit of a bad ending , forgive me for that, and also that or this chapters a tad short)
Reviews are welcomed, and so is constructive criticism!
Until next time!