Ok, here goes
Disclaimer: I own a lot of the names you don't recognize, but nothing else.
Oh, and Stuff in ~'s is Rendalarion's other conscience.
The green eyes were barely visible through the dark foliage, and Rendalarion hoped none of the townsfolk could see him. He had run away from Paranor, ever since Liara had questioned him about murdering Rans. How could she possibly know. He had never spoken it to any one. He sighed. Paranor had tired him. He could not go back and face her. He had threatened her with death. DEATH! He would have killed her. How could he even have contemplated such an idea? He thought, at the very back of his mind, that he might even love her. But he did not have time for love now. He had a job to do. A grinned slowly spread across his face.
~~~~~
"Larion?" She asked timidly into the room. "Are you in here?" Then she saw it. She was drawn to it. Her innate magical abilities told her of its power. She had, for the longest time, dreamed of this. A book, that contained the secrets of the old worlds lost magic. The rest of the druids scorned it, leaving it to collect dust. But she, she would use it and like it. She picked up the book and began to read.
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~Larion, what are you doing?~ A voice in his head asked. Huh?, Who are you?
~Larion, I am you. You must not continue. You will kill many if you don't stop now.~
Where were you when I killed Rans, huh? Nowhere, leaving me to suffer.
~Larion, I was created by your guilt and love. When you killed him, an act of evil, your evil conscience was born. When you felt quilt and remorse, I was born, to represent good. Go back to Liara. She loves you. You could be happy.~
Why? Me, be happy? HAHA, my life has never been happy.
~Rememver when you found your mother, that feeling of happiness? That is what I am.~
But she died, just as they all do.
~Liara is not dead, and she loves you. Go back to her. Hold her in your arms, as you did your mother, and stop this path of evil, and walk in the light. May you forever follow the path of good.~
Go away. I have work to do.
"Larion!" A voice in the distance.
"Larion, is that you? Please, answer me?"
"GO AWAY!" He screamed.
"Oh, I am, um sorry. I was just, um wondering where you were. I will leave then." Came the timid reply from none other then Liara.
"Oh, Liara, I didn't know it was you. Look, I am really sorry." He said, holding her weeping form in his arms. "What happened?" He asked.
"Oh, it was horrible. They came and killed my parents. And burned the town."
"Huh, when were you at your town?" He asked.
"I have been there for the last several days, visiting my family, when I couldn't find you of course. I barely got out alive."
"Oh, Liara, I am so sorry." He said, as she cried into his chest.
However, he did not see the grin of evil plastered on her face. Or the scaringly blood red color to her eyes.
~~~~ Liara spent many days studying her new book, and sometimes would go for a week without eating or sleeping, engrossed in its pages. She did not, however, tell Larion about this, as she thought he would take it from her and steal away her power. On the outside, she seemed like an eager pupil, studying too much, to her professors and a something slightly more then a friend to Larion. He was on the path of good. He no longer felt the need for power, and he simply wanted to help the world. He thought to do this by utilizing his innate magic and that he learned from books in the druid library. He would never find the Ildatch. Liara made sure of that. power, and she loved it.
The book was far more then just ink on pages. It was a conscience that gave Liara power, and she loved it. When she read it, a voice filled her head, and her body was filled with unimaginable power. From what she read from other books in the library, those devoted to studies of such power, it was said it put people in their real, or demon form. Such use of so much power warped the body until it was no longer human. Due to the slight points forming in her teeth, Liara guessed that her demon form was that of a vampire, a faerie tale used to scare children, that was supposed to be a creature of the night, who lived off blood. She even asked the Ildatch one day, and it said it was based on your personality. When she questioned what Larion would become, the Ildatch asked to have Larion read but one page, and it would know. So Liara convinced Larion to read a page of the book, as they were both studying in one of the many druid libraries.
-My little vampire, bring that man to me, and let me test him-
As you wish.
"Larion, come look at this." She called over to him. Larion came and slid next to her, putting his arm around her.
"What, my love?"
She handed him her sacred book, and his eyes grew wide as he read.
-Vampire, you MUST let me have him. He is a Warlock at heart. He will rule the world for me and you will be his queen-
She liked this proposal greatly.
"Larion, that book contains ancient Magic, that existed even before the Faerie. Read it, and it will serve you well." She coed to him.
"NO. This magic is that of the demons, Liara. We should not touch it. The demons are evil."
Liara picked up the book and stormed out of the library. Her master would be angry, if she did not convince him that he should read the book.
~~~~
Larion was now fighting a great inner battle. How was he too resist such power. ~It is what you must do Larion It is the only chance the world has. You must kill the girl, for she is already taken by the magic.~
"I will do what I must. But I will not kill the only person in the world I love." He said to him self. But when he entered her room, she was gone. And after a thorough search of the keep, she was no where to be found.
A/N: Ok, was that long enough? Or still too short? I will work on that. Anyway. I had no idea I was going to make Liara evil *sobs* but it fits with my great, overall plotline of almighty doom and destruction. oOk, now, I am considering starting a fanfic about some druids in paranor at the time Brona attacks it. If anyone wants to read something about this, then REVIEW! Thanks,
Disclaimer: I own a lot of the names you don't recognize, but nothing else.
Oh, and Stuff in ~'s is Rendalarion's other conscience.
The green eyes were barely visible through the dark foliage, and Rendalarion hoped none of the townsfolk could see him. He had run away from Paranor, ever since Liara had questioned him about murdering Rans. How could she possibly know. He had never spoken it to any one. He sighed. Paranor had tired him. He could not go back and face her. He had threatened her with death. DEATH! He would have killed her. How could he even have contemplated such an idea? He thought, at the very back of his mind, that he might even love her. But he did not have time for love now. He had a job to do. A grinned slowly spread across his face.
~~~~~
"Larion?" She asked timidly into the room. "Are you in here?" Then she saw it. She was drawn to it. Her innate magical abilities told her of its power. She had, for the longest time, dreamed of this. A book, that contained the secrets of the old worlds lost magic. The rest of the druids scorned it, leaving it to collect dust. But she, she would use it and like it. She picked up the book and began to read.
~~~~
~Larion, what are you doing?~ A voice in his head asked. Huh?, Who are you?
~Larion, I am you. You must not continue. You will kill many if you don't stop now.~
Where were you when I killed Rans, huh? Nowhere, leaving me to suffer.
~Larion, I was created by your guilt and love. When you killed him, an act of evil, your evil conscience was born. When you felt quilt and remorse, I was born, to represent good. Go back to Liara. She loves you. You could be happy.~
Why? Me, be happy? HAHA, my life has never been happy.
~Rememver when you found your mother, that feeling of happiness? That is what I am.~
But she died, just as they all do.
~Liara is not dead, and she loves you. Go back to her. Hold her in your arms, as you did your mother, and stop this path of evil, and walk in the light. May you forever follow the path of good.~
Go away. I have work to do.
"Larion!" A voice in the distance.
"Larion, is that you? Please, answer me?"
"GO AWAY!" He screamed.
"Oh, I am, um sorry. I was just, um wondering where you were. I will leave then." Came the timid reply from none other then Liara.
"Oh, Liara, I didn't know it was you. Look, I am really sorry." He said, holding her weeping form in his arms. "What happened?" He asked.
"Oh, it was horrible. They came and killed my parents. And burned the town."
"Huh, when were you at your town?" He asked.
"I have been there for the last several days, visiting my family, when I couldn't find you of course. I barely got out alive."
"Oh, Liara, I am so sorry." He said, as she cried into his chest.
However, he did not see the grin of evil plastered on her face. Or the scaringly blood red color to her eyes.
~~~~ Liara spent many days studying her new book, and sometimes would go for a week without eating or sleeping, engrossed in its pages. She did not, however, tell Larion about this, as she thought he would take it from her and steal away her power. On the outside, she seemed like an eager pupil, studying too much, to her professors and a something slightly more then a friend to Larion. He was on the path of good. He no longer felt the need for power, and he simply wanted to help the world. He thought to do this by utilizing his innate magic and that he learned from books in the druid library. He would never find the Ildatch. Liara made sure of that. power, and she loved it.
The book was far more then just ink on pages. It was a conscience that gave Liara power, and she loved it. When she read it, a voice filled her head, and her body was filled with unimaginable power. From what she read from other books in the library, those devoted to studies of such power, it was said it put people in their real, or demon form. Such use of so much power warped the body until it was no longer human. Due to the slight points forming in her teeth, Liara guessed that her demon form was that of a vampire, a faerie tale used to scare children, that was supposed to be a creature of the night, who lived off blood. She even asked the Ildatch one day, and it said it was based on your personality. When she questioned what Larion would become, the Ildatch asked to have Larion read but one page, and it would know. So Liara convinced Larion to read a page of the book, as they were both studying in one of the many druid libraries.
-My little vampire, bring that man to me, and let me test him-
As you wish.
"Larion, come look at this." She called over to him. Larion came and slid next to her, putting his arm around her.
"What, my love?"
She handed him her sacred book, and his eyes grew wide as he read.
-Vampire, you MUST let me have him. He is a Warlock at heart. He will rule the world for me and you will be his queen-
She liked this proposal greatly.
"Larion, that book contains ancient Magic, that existed even before the Faerie. Read it, and it will serve you well." She coed to him.
"NO. This magic is that of the demons, Liara. We should not touch it. The demons are evil."
Liara picked up the book and stormed out of the library. Her master would be angry, if she did not convince him that he should read the book.
~~~~
Larion was now fighting a great inner battle. How was he too resist such power. ~It is what you must do Larion It is the only chance the world has. You must kill the girl, for she is already taken by the magic.~
"I will do what I must. But I will not kill the only person in the world I love." He said to him self. But when he entered her room, she was gone. And after a thorough search of the keep, she was no where to be found.
A/N: Ok, was that long enough? Or still too short? I will work on that. Anyway. I had no idea I was going to make Liara evil *sobs* but it fits with my great, overall plotline of almighty doom and destruction. oOk, now, I am considering starting a fanfic about some druids in paranor at the time Brona attacks it. If anyone wants to read something about this, then REVIEW! Thanks,