Dark Chocolate, White Diamonds

By Dixxy

Prologue

Somewhere far from Boston. . .

"This session of the Dark Wing Clan has now come to order," a dark hooded figure said. The remaining twelve members of the cult all bowed to their leader and his tall, gnarled staff, each in his or her own hood as well. The old, abandoned factory they met in was lit with candles, giving it an eerie look as dark shadows danced on the walls. "As the High Priest of our Clan, I have called this meeting to inform you of our next ritual. Elder, if you please?"

An elderly woman stood up. She was the Elder of the Clan, the oldest in the coven. While she was not as well trained as the High Priest, she was wise and all listened to her words. The Elder was the only one aside from the High Priest who could speak with the Death Lord, after all. "The Death Lord who rules our clan has spoken to me recently. It is hungry and wishes to feed soon."

A gasp arose from the Clan members. Another member of the clan stood up. "It is still hungry, Elder? Have we not given it enough sacrifices over the past several years? We have fed it countless animals, people, and treasures and we will continue to do so. What more could it want from us?"

"I gave it THREE human sacrifices last week!"

"I robbed an entire jewelry store!"

"Wasn't the flock of sheep enough!"

"You imbeciles!" said the Elder, clenching her fists as she began to screech at her fellow clan members. Most of them shrunk back from the enraged old woman. "They weren't what he wanted. We have been misreading his signs. The Dark Wing hasn't been successful in satisfying his hunger. He wants something else- something we have failed to give him! He does not want jewels and food! We must feed the Death Lord what he wants or face his wrath!"

"Yes, this is true. If we do not give the Death Lord what he wants, he will be very upset with us," said the High Priest. The other members of the clan turned to their leader as he began to speak. "The Elder and I have had a discussion with the Death Lord as to what he wants from us, his loyal servants. We now have a much better understanding on what he desires."

"Well, what does he want?" asked one of the clan. She held herself proudly as she spoke, obviously taking a chance to sound important to her fellow clan members. "I have heard milk is a good sacrifice, especially goat milk. Maybe even fine perfume? Fine wines work nicely as well-"

"SILENCE!" The High Priest pointed his staff at the woman who had spoken up, a dark beam of energy engulfing her. The woman fell to her knees, her arms clutched around her chest as she screamed in agony. The rest of the clan watched in an empty silence, no feeling or remorse for the woman who lay shaking on the ground before them. THEY were not the ones who were on the floor- she had been foolish to do such a thing as to suggest something like that.

The High Priest raised his staff, staring at the woman. "NEVER second guess the Death Lord. Do you understand? Or do you need to be taught that lesson again! The Elder and I already know what he wants. He does not need you to tell him what he wants. Get it?"

"But I-"

"SILENCE!" said the High Priest. "Continue, Elder."

The Elder nodded to the High Priest, thanking him. "The Death Lord has become very specific as to what he wants for his sacrifices, for he will be brought into this world soon enough. So specific are these details that we'll need to be using indicator rings to make sure that our sacrifice will be ready for when she's fed to the Death Lord."

"She? We need a woman?" asked one of the clan members.

"That is the first credential, yes," said the Elder.

"There's more, too," said the Elder. Her voice began to get low and stern, a sign she was excited over something. From the sound of it, this was something that was going to be absolutely HUGE. Whoever this girl was, she was going to be quite an interesting sacrifice. "She has to be young, for one thing. A teenager would do it. She have small signs of power."

"There is one other specification. The most important specification and most fragile specification, as it is the only one that can be altered to our disadvantage. A virgin," said the High Priest. "The Death Lord wants a virgin. She MUST remain a virgin until the sacrifice can be made."

"Why?" asked another hooded figure.

The High Priest grinned. "The Death Lord hasn't felt the touch of a woman in a very, very long time, much less the touch of a virgin woman. He wishes to have a bed companion, so to speak," he said. "One who's unsoiled company he can soil himself. He seems very interested in the concept of it right now. He is also interested in having her bear his children."

"Well, where do we start looking?" asked the woman who had been tortured earlier, trying to choose her words carefully as to avoid further torment. "That's quite a few specifications you got there. A lot of girls these days are having sex younger and younger- finding a virgin isn't going to be as easy as it was ten, twenty years ago."

"I have already made the selection- I have found a girl who, as of now, meets every credential we have set, including the minor signs of powers- the girl has sensed many strange things throughout her young life that even I have not sensed. I will need to dispose of those who would get in my way, but that will be an easy task," said the Elder. She grinned. "I will summon the rest of you when the time comes for us to bring her back here for the ritual. Until then, I shall make sure that the credentials are kept and she doesn't do something that would ruin our plans."

The High Priest nodded his approval. "Very well, Elder. We shall wait and prepare for the virgin's arrival. I will have some of the other clan members help her meet these credentials the remaining credentials you speak of while you make sure she doesn't BREAK any of the credentials. Understood, Elder? Though I think we know well enough that you won't fail us."

The Elder bowed. "Thank you, Mighty One. I will do as you ask," she said. With that, the Elder turned and left the coven, making preparations. "My dear, sweet child, you shall bring me and my clan to glory." The Elder then threw her head back and laughed darkly, throwing her hands high into the air. "To you, my Death Lord! Glory shall be ours for all eternity!"

Yes! The start of a new story, and this time it involves the occult! Yippee!

Aynslesa: I went back into the series to improve it, Dragonia included. There will be something involving that dragon world, I promise you that, but it's so off from the original it ain't funny. So many changes take place, and I'm still not sure what I'm doing with it yet! Aw, thanks for all the sweet compliments!

Winter: That's all right, it's one of those really obscure things that no one really thinks about. Besides, it's illegal to have more than one spouse. Ugh, Final Fantasy 8? No offense but I couldn't stand that game! It started off so damned SLOW. You were in school, and I STILL don't get that whole junction thingy. Not the game for me. Awesome graphics, but graphics don't always make a game. Ooo, I love the CC soundtrack, especially some of the later boss music- when you fight FATE and the first Time Devourerer. And Nikki's Song of Marburle. And the "silly" music (which I know is heard the second time you fight Solt and Peppor, right as you're leaving Fossil Valley). My imaginary marriage is just fine- we're doing just as fine as a fanfic author and a fictitious character can possibly be. Um, thanks for the song comment. I swear, that's one of the strangest things I've written, and you should see some of my humor stories. I mean, Little Sehky Foo-Foo was pure stupidity. Speaking LSFF, I accidentally deleted that when I was trying to delete Sehkment's Vacation, which is being discontinued. I just could get it off the ground.

Harry: Thank you, as always. I was a little worried about the epilogue for a while (the pizza scene, that is), but I'm glad it was a success.

Musou: Hey, that's all right, we all go away sometimes. But I'm glad you liked it.

To ANYONE, please keep any guesses as to what happens (or if you read it one my site before I took it down) then PLEASE DON'T LEAVE IT IN THE REVIEW BOX. If ONE person is surprised I'll be happy, because I leave many, many bombs over the course of this story.

Dixxy