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Sophie felt a part of her was like floating in air, walking on the sky's floor, and bouncing on fluffy clouds. This part of her remembered when her favorite color was pink, and that was why her finger magic was always pink. This part of her recalls the walks she took with Agatha, and how they worked together to try and find their way out of the schools...
Agatha and Sophie. Best friends.
It all went crashing down.
Sophie soon found herself falling through the sky into a pit of darkness, full of the most evil dreams. Full of the darkest secrets. Holding the power of an evil more triumphant that others, so pure and wicked, an enemy to mankind. There they have murky waters showing a true reflection, grey clouds striking out lightning to rule. A place where light can't be found, and evil prevails.
That was where she was now.
Yet she was still floating in air... She needs to find where this is coming from.
"School Master..." She called.
There was a faint reply. "What is it, dear Sophie?"
In the medium sized cave they lived in, there were two rooms - one big enough to hold a party with ten people, which was also the office or planning room for them, and then there was the tiny bedroom, just enough for the School Master and Sophie to sleep in and eat their meals (though they prefer to eat outside).
Sophie walked to the School Master's side. She just adored him. Once she asked for true love, now she had it. He's given her power, and revenge. He's given her Evil's Love.
The School Master looked sick beyond awfulness. His pale face looked like the color of parchment, his icy blue eyes seemed frozen all over, his lips were shaking and the pale color of a dying rose.
"What's wrong?"
The School Master coughed, his eyelids shutting tight as if in concentration - as if his mind was in a war.
"I performed a spell..."
There were tiny cracks of dark light, barely visible to Sophie in his shallow pools of icy blue eyes.
"It shattered me."
Sophie's face softened.
"Maybe we both need a kiss."
The School Master's lips twisted in a smile, even though it seemed painful for him to do so...
"My magic... Seems to have gone wrong."
The School Master lifted a shaking hand and brought it to the back of Sophie's head. The School Master carressed a strand of golden hair streaking through her snow white hair.
"I need a refreshment... You need one too."
Sophie was speechless as he brought his lips to hers.
For a moment everything stood still. Time seemed to pass as slow as a snail. Sophie tasted the School Master's lips, full of evil, as she felt the feeling of pure evilness. Her heart's witch was released again, taking over the little part of good that escaped her. It was wonderful.
Sophie then pulled away. The School Master's cracks seemed to have healed, and he glowed with a dark aura.
"Thank you, Sophie. I feel as if I'm in a fight... A fight I will win."
Sophie nodded. "I'm going something... I don't know what it is, but it's giving me these strange vibes."
Fear seemed to flash across the School Master's face for a second.
Then he kissed her again.
Sophie felt as if a waterfall of evil fell on her, the triumphant feeling of destruction and chaos overcoming her like a wave from the darkest oceans in the world.
The School Master broke apart, waving a hand.
"Make sure to destroy this thing... Destroy anything good that gets in your way."
Sophie nodded. "Of course, my love."
The School Master's lips twisted at the words "my love".
As Sophie left, she felt the air, the flying sensation again...
She knocked it out.
The School Master felt as if he was breaking himself before...
Now he was glowing, feeling like he was winning a battle.
His opponet was meeting his doom.
But then, something else came out of the mist.
The School Master felt like part of him has been blasted to millions of pieces. To smithereens...
He gasped, his breath becoming shaky.
Everything was a blur.
What could've gone so wrong?
Why was his forces weakening?
The other part of him had a little breath left.
How could this be?
How could summoning a great portion of Tedros's nemesis to fight him be so life-wracking? What does it have to do - with him?
It was the most complicated of magic, but the School Master mastered it with his brother once upon a time ago.
Shouldn't the nemesis win, though? Tedros may be strong, but the School Master added a bit of his own evil to help Tedros's nemesis... Whoever they were.
That was uncomparable. He made sure to break Tedros and Agatha apart. Evil should be winning...
Unless if Tedros and Agatha found a way.
He then felt the feeling of crashing - The other part of him disappeared.
The School Master let out a rattling breath.
He intended to find out what has done this to him.
Then he'll rip it to shreds.
The School Master and Sophie may be on the losing side... The School Master felt as if a big part of him was taken away, while Sophie was finding good again.
His eyes hardened, his breath becoming more stable as he focused on the part he did have.
They'll find a way... For now they'll retreat.
When all their wounds have been treated...
It'll be war. Only war.
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