HI!!!!!! Me again, I'm very sorry for the delay of this chapter it
was just that I had no idea how to upload a new chapter so I was kinda
stuck for the last few weeks. But massive thanks goes to Jenny for helping
me with the chapter uploading sequence. But anyways, enjoy. ^.^
Chapter 2: Hunt of the Unicorn
Yami Malik stood in the courtyard. A malevolent smirk stained his lips. "Stay here my Rare Hunters. I wish to hunt alone today." Yami Malk said as he went on his knees. An iron colored spiraled horn appeared at his forehead, his hands and feet turned to steel cloven hooves. His clothing tore in shreds as he took the shape of a demon unicorn. His dark, purple eyes turned the color of hot coals. He whinnied a fierce battle cry as he galloped through the wrought-iron gates. He took one look at his lair, and galloped into the forest.
"No luck.so far." Yami Malik said as he stopped near a stream for a drink. His drinking was interrupted by the sound of crying. Ruthless as he was, he decided to follow the crying. 'A child of pure innocence could easily lure a unicorn.' Yami Malik thought.
He had followed the weeping up to a clearing. A girl, with strange, gold cloven hooves for feet, long, silvery hair, and a short, spiraled horn in the center of her forehead.
"What's the matter?" Yami Malik said bitterly. The girl looked up at him, her eyes red and swollen; that made it look like she had crying for hours.
"M-my sister abandoned me. And I don't know where she is!" She stood up, brushing the grass off her white dress. "Can you help me find her? I'm scared." The girl said as she went up to hug the unicorn. Yami Malik flinched as her horn pressed hard against his neck. "My big sister Ciarda has a unicorn like you."
"You look like a unicorn too my dear. And yes, just yesterday, I saw your sister. She left though. But if you wish, you may stay with me. By the way, what is your name?"
"Amalthelia." She said as she mounted on Yami Malik. "Can we go to the stream really quick?"
Yami Malik snorted a yes as he trotted back towards the direction of the stream.
"What's your name no-where's the unicorn?!" Amalthelia said frantically as she stood in front of a half-naked man with spiked blonde hair, dark purple eyes, and beige cargo pants.
"I guess I forgot to bring a shirt along, sorry." He knelt by the stream, cupping water into his hands and cleansing his arms and chest.
"You mean, you can turn into a unicorn at will?" Amalthelia said.
"Demon unicorn." Yami Malik said. "And my name's Malik Ishtar. Well, I'm his Yami."
"Fascinating.my friends would be interested."
"Friends?" Yami Malik hissed. Amalthelia stood in the stream and made a sound that sounded like tiny silver bells. Alongside the stream, two white beasts appeared. They had gold, cloven hooves, a pure white coat, and a single spiraled horn protruding from their foreheads.
"They're the friends I made ever since my sister abandoned me." Amalthelia said as Yami Malik reached into his pocket, pulling out a projectile spear and some rope.
"Do you wanna pet one?" Amalthelia said as she led one to Yami Malik to pet. The other unicorn trotted back to the forest, thinking his mate would return.
"I want to take it for a walk." Yami Malik said as he slipped the rope around the unicorn's neck, tying the other end to a tree.
"You're silly! You can't walk a unicorn if it's tied to a tree." Amalthelia giggled innocently.
Yami Malik pulled out his Millennium Rod. A green light came from it, soon surrounding Amalthelia as well. She was levitated into the air, and bashed into a nearby tree.
The unicorn, seeing this, began to struggle hysterically from its binds.
"I-I can't move!" Amalthelia said trying in attempt to escape. "You monster! What are you doing?!"
Yami Malik had jumped onto the unicorn. Sinking his claws into her flesh. No matter how hard the unicorn struggled to escape, Yami Malik still stayed on. Ripping at the poor creature's flesh, and tearing at it with his fang-like teeth.
"Please! Stop! Spare her! Don't let her die!" Amalthelia said as hot tears streamed down her face.
Yami Malik stood up, the unicorn lay motionless on the forest floor. Silvery-blue blood streamed heavily down the bite marks and claw wounds.
"How could you do something so horrible?! I thought you were a nice person!"
"Yes, I suppose looks can deceive." Yami Malik, drenched in sweat and blood, pulled his Millennium rod in half, pulling out a sword-like dagger. With that, he hacked off the alicorn and held it triumphantly in the air. "You're coming with me." Yami Malik hit Amalthelia in the back of her head with his Millennium Rod. He scooped her up in his strong arms, and slung her over his shoulder. "I'm sorry my dear, but I have to destroy the unicorns. And you are useful to my plans." He took off in the direction of the castle.
"Who do we have here sire?" Rishid said, bowing low as Yami Malik turned back to normal.
"Ciarda's sister, the demon elf who was here last night. I must admit Ciarda's hunting skills are better than mine. As she could lead us to the destruction of the unicorns. Ever since I left my underground lair when I was ten, I've hated the light that the sun produced, and later on I have found out that the light is harvested into the souls of unicorns. Those two unicorns were the last of their kind. I killed one, which will bring apon the eternal ice age, both dead, and the dark will be here-eternally." Malik pulled on his black robes and walked towards his gold throne with a sennen eye on it. "In the meantime, we'll just wait here until the little one wakes up." He said as he sat down to rest. Malik loved his lair, nestled in the darkest part of the forest. He was the king- the ruler of the forest, and soon- the whole world. He loved the solace of the shadows, he loved the towering ceilings, the large doors, the enormous fireplaces, he enjoyed the bones and skeletons littered about from the brave warriors who had tried to slay him. Malik stood up, eyeing Amalthelia for any signs of consciousness. "She shouldn't wake up for at least a while." He said as he walked toward the direction of the dining hall
Malik walked towards the long, black table. He picked up a black apple and bit into it. Dark purple juice flowed down from the fruit. He set the apple down and took a sip of the black wine. All of a sudden, an obnoxious voice was heard down the empty corridors.
"Blix." Malik said as he turned into his Yami; feeling that he could get anybody to obey him more in this form.
"Malik and Ciarda beneath the oak tree! Dancing in the fires of eternity. Making plans to get the mighty horn, from the fierce and noble unicorn!" Blix said ecstatically.
"Blix! Come in here!" Yami Malik roared.
Blix timidly opened the large doors and peered inside. "You summoned me sire? O master, O ruler of the unicorn hunters." Blix said pathetically groveling at Yami Malik's feet.
"What makes you think I love Ciarda?" Yami Malik said cooly.
"Well, sire, you took off your robes when she was pinned to the ground, and you kidnapped her sister."
"First of all, Blix, I kidnapped Ciarda's little sister because she could lure that last unicorn for us to slay, and because I think she is a unicorn. Second, I took off my robes because." Yami Malik couldn't finish his sentence. He knew he took off his robes for a reason, but he knew nothing of it at the moment. "Run a bath for me, and speak nothing of Ciarda unless I tell you to." Yami Malik said as he stormed out of the dining hall to check up on Amalthelia. "Me? Love some trampy unicorn hunter. Ridiculous, I require the solace of the shadows, and the dark of the night. I have no need for a mate."
Amalthelia's eyes slowly opened. She groaned in pain from the blow she had received from Yami Malik. Rubbing her head, Amalthelia stood up and observed her surroundings. She was in a chamber with many pillars with a leaflet design. Black tile formed the floor and bits of rock were scattered about the wide pillars. A large fireplace with carvings of two interwoven dragons served as the mantel. She looked behind her; a gold throne with a sennen eye was carved at the head that stood on a platform accessible by steps. Also on the platform, a small, black table stood with peculiar shaped wineglasses filled with black wine. "I want my big sister!" She wailed. She tried to make a run for it, but was tripped by the shackles that bound her ankles. "I gotta get these off of me!" She said frantically trying to shake off the shackles until the pure, white fur of her ankles was saturated with blood.
Just then, a woman walked in. She had long, black hair, tanned skin, and piercing blue eyes. She wore a white linen dress that flowed down to her ankles. "Such a poor dear. You shouldn't struggle too much when you have shackles on. You could cut yourself badly." The woman scolded gently. "Let me clean you up." She said as she pulled out a key and unlocked the shackles. She then pulled out a tattered rag. Then, she pulled out a silver bottle, and poured out a silvery, red liquid onto the rag. "Now, this may sting a bit; but the blood of demon unicorns can help heal the wound." She placed the rag on Amalthelia's wound. Amalthelia gave out a shriek of pain. It felt like a hot iron being pushed against her ankles. She winced again in pain as she looked at her ankles. The wounds were healed and the blood that soaked her fur was gone.
"Uh, thank you." Amalthelia said.
"Don't mention it child. But you must go back in your shackles. If my brother finds out."
"You mean, your brother is Malik Ishtar?" Amalthelia asked.
"Yes, and I am his sister Isis. My Millennium Tauk had told me what had happened. But the future is blurry for me. And I am not able to see the outcome." Isis said as she gently closed the shackles on Amalthelia's ankles.
"Isis!" A familiar voice yelled. It was Malik, a fierce look in his eyes.
"I was just cleansing her wounds brother-"
"Silence!" Malik snapped. He held up his Millennium Rod. Ready to control Isis' mind to get her out of the way. "I'm warning you!" Malik said as he turned back into his Yami. "Malik has given me permission to send him to the shadows, and I can take over him. This will be my world soon. So I suggest that you stay out of my way! From now on, you are to call me Marik! Not the name of my shadow Malik!" He pulled out the Rod's knife and pointed it at his sister's neck.
"Master, your bath is ready." Blix said at the door.
"I'll deal with you later, Isis. Blix, get her out of here." Marik said as he walked to his bath.
Marik took out a bottle from a black cabinet that was filled with a silvery-blue liquid. "Dream spell remedy of unicorn blood." Marik said as he poured the liquid into the near-boiling water. He slipped off his robes. And as if entering another world, slipped into the water. He cupped the water into his hand, and let the unicorn's blood run down his forearm. Marik ducked under, and as if in a trance, saw an image of Ciarda twirling gracefully in a flowing black gown. Marik was watching her dance. Ciarda danced closer to him, laid her hands on his muscular chest, and held him in a tender kiss.
"I love you Marik." Ciarda said as she ran her hands down his arms. She pulled out two alicorns, and placed them in Marik's hands. "You now have the power you desire, and the one you love.we are one." Ciarda whispered in Marik's ear.
"Love?!" Marik surfaced the water. "I hate Ciarda, I hate her! The only use for her is to kill that last unicorn-nothing more!" Marik hissed. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Me: YAY! Done with chappie two! I promise I'll try to get chapter three up A.S.A.P. If you like my character enough, you may use her. Just ask me in the review page thingy.
Chapter 2: Hunt of the Unicorn
Yami Malik stood in the courtyard. A malevolent smirk stained his lips. "Stay here my Rare Hunters. I wish to hunt alone today." Yami Malk said as he went on his knees. An iron colored spiraled horn appeared at his forehead, his hands and feet turned to steel cloven hooves. His clothing tore in shreds as he took the shape of a demon unicorn. His dark, purple eyes turned the color of hot coals. He whinnied a fierce battle cry as he galloped through the wrought-iron gates. He took one look at his lair, and galloped into the forest.
"No luck.so far." Yami Malik said as he stopped near a stream for a drink. His drinking was interrupted by the sound of crying. Ruthless as he was, he decided to follow the crying. 'A child of pure innocence could easily lure a unicorn.' Yami Malik thought.
He had followed the weeping up to a clearing. A girl, with strange, gold cloven hooves for feet, long, silvery hair, and a short, spiraled horn in the center of her forehead.
"What's the matter?" Yami Malik said bitterly. The girl looked up at him, her eyes red and swollen; that made it look like she had crying for hours.
"M-my sister abandoned me. And I don't know where she is!" She stood up, brushing the grass off her white dress. "Can you help me find her? I'm scared." The girl said as she went up to hug the unicorn. Yami Malik flinched as her horn pressed hard against his neck. "My big sister Ciarda has a unicorn like you."
"You look like a unicorn too my dear. And yes, just yesterday, I saw your sister. She left though. But if you wish, you may stay with me. By the way, what is your name?"
"Amalthelia." She said as she mounted on Yami Malik. "Can we go to the stream really quick?"
Yami Malik snorted a yes as he trotted back towards the direction of the stream.
"What's your name no-where's the unicorn?!" Amalthelia said frantically as she stood in front of a half-naked man with spiked blonde hair, dark purple eyes, and beige cargo pants.
"I guess I forgot to bring a shirt along, sorry." He knelt by the stream, cupping water into his hands and cleansing his arms and chest.
"You mean, you can turn into a unicorn at will?" Amalthelia said.
"Demon unicorn." Yami Malik said. "And my name's Malik Ishtar. Well, I'm his Yami."
"Fascinating.my friends would be interested."
"Friends?" Yami Malik hissed. Amalthelia stood in the stream and made a sound that sounded like tiny silver bells. Alongside the stream, two white beasts appeared. They had gold, cloven hooves, a pure white coat, and a single spiraled horn protruding from their foreheads.
"They're the friends I made ever since my sister abandoned me." Amalthelia said as Yami Malik reached into his pocket, pulling out a projectile spear and some rope.
"Do you wanna pet one?" Amalthelia said as she led one to Yami Malik to pet. The other unicorn trotted back to the forest, thinking his mate would return.
"I want to take it for a walk." Yami Malik said as he slipped the rope around the unicorn's neck, tying the other end to a tree.
"You're silly! You can't walk a unicorn if it's tied to a tree." Amalthelia giggled innocently.
Yami Malik pulled out his Millennium Rod. A green light came from it, soon surrounding Amalthelia as well. She was levitated into the air, and bashed into a nearby tree.
The unicorn, seeing this, began to struggle hysterically from its binds.
"I-I can't move!" Amalthelia said trying in attempt to escape. "You monster! What are you doing?!"
Yami Malik had jumped onto the unicorn. Sinking his claws into her flesh. No matter how hard the unicorn struggled to escape, Yami Malik still stayed on. Ripping at the poor creature's flesh, and tearing at it with his fang-like teeth.
"Please! Stop! Spare her! Don't let her die!" Amalthelia said as hot tears streamed down her face.
Yami Malik stood up, the unicorn lay motionless on the forest floor. Silvery-blue blood streamed heavily down the bite marks and claw wounds.
"How could you do something so horrible?! I thought you were a nice person!"
"Yes, I suppose looks can deceive." Yami Malik, drenched in sweat and blood, pulled his Millennium rod in half, pulling out a sword-like dagger. With that, he hacked off the alicorn and held it triumphantly in the air. "You're coming with me." Yami Malik hit Amalthelia in the back of her head with his Millennium Rod. He scooped her up in his strong arms, and slung her over his shoulder. "I'm sorry my dear, but I have to destroy the unicorns. And you are useful to my plans." He took off in the direction of the castle.
"Who do we have here sire?" Rishid said, bowing low as Yami Malik turned back to normal.
"Ciarda's sister, the demon elf who was here last night. I must admit Ciarda's hunting skills are better than mine. As she could lead us to the destruction of the unicorns. Ever since I left my underground lair when I was ten, I've hated the light that the sun produced, and later on I have found out that the light is harvested into the souls of unicorns. Those two unicorns were the last of their kind. I killed one, which will bring apon the eternal ice age, both dead, and the dark will be here-eternally." Malik pulled on his black robes and walked towards his gold throne with a sennen eye on it. "In the meantime, we'll just wait here until the little one wakes up." He said as he sat down to rest. Malik loved his lair, nestled in the darkest part of the forest. He was the king- the ruler of the forest, and soon- the whole world. He loved the solace of the shadows, he loved the towering ceilings, the large doors, the enormous fireplaces, he enjoyed the bones and skeletons littered about from the brave warriors who had tried to slay him. Malik stood up, eyeing Amalthelia for any signs of consciousness. "She shouldn't wake up for at least a while." He said as he walked toward the direction of the dining hall
Malik walked towards the long, black table. He picked up a black apple and bit into it. Dark purple juice flowed down from the fruit. He set the apple down and took a sip of the black wine. All of a sudden, an obnoxious voice was heard down the empty corridors.
"Blix." Malik said as he turned into his Yami; feeling that he could get anybody to obey him more in this form.
"Malik and Ciarda beneath the oak tree! Dancing in the fires of eternity. Making plans to get the mighty horn, from the fierce and noble unicorn!" Blix said ecstatically.
"Blix! Come in here!" Yami Malik roared.
Blix timidly opened the large doors and peered inside. "You summoned me sire? O master, O ruler of the unicorn hunters." Blix said pathetically groveling at Yami Malik's feet.
"What makes you think I love Ciarda?" Yami Malik said cooly.
"Well, sire, you took off your robes when she was pinned to the ground, and you kidnapped her sister."
"First of all, Blix, I kidnapped Ciarda's little sister because she could lure that last unicorn for us to slay, and because I think she is a unicorn. Second, I took off my robes because." Yami Malik couldn't finish his sentence. He knew he took off his robes for a reason, but he knew nothing of it at the moment. "Run a bath for me, and speak nothing of Ciarda unless I tell you to." Yami Malik said as he stormed out of the dining hall to check up on Amalthelia. "Me? Love some trampy unicorn hunter. Ridiculous, I require the solace of the shadows, and the dark of the night. I have no need for a mate."
Amalthelia's eyes slowly opened. She groaned in pain from the blow she had received from Yami Malik. Rubbing her head, Amalthelia stood up and observed her surroundings. She was in a chamber with many pillars with a leaflet design. Black tile formed the floor and bits of rock were scattered about the wide pillars. A large fireplace with carvings of two interwoven dragons served as the mantel. She looked behind her; a gold throne with a sennen eye was carved at the head that stood on a platform accessible by steps. Also on the platform, a small, black table stood with peculiar shaped wineglasses filled with black wine. "I want my big sister!" She wailed. She tried to make a run for it, but was tripped by the shackles that bound her ankles. "I gotta get these off of me!" She said frantically trying to shake off the shackles until the pure, white fur of her ankles was saturated with blood.
Just then, a woman walked in. She had long, black hair, tanned skin, and piercing blue eyes. She wore a white linen dress that flowed down to her ankles. "Such a poor dear. You shouldn't struggle too much when you have shackles on. You could cut yourself badly." The woman scolded gently. "Let me clean you up." She said as she pulled out a key and unlocked the shackles. She then pulled out a tattered rag. Then, she pulled out a silver bottle, and poured out a silvery, red liquid onto the rag. "Now, this may sting a bit; but the blood of demon unicorns can help heal the wound." She placed the rag on Amalthelia's wound. Amalthelia gave out a shriek of pain. It felt like a hot iron being pushed against her ankles. She winced again in pain as she looked at her ankles. The wounds were healed and the blood that soaked her fur was gone.
"Uh, thank you." Amalthelia said.
"Don't mention it child. But you must go back in your shackles. If my brother finds out."
"You mean, your brother is Malik Ishtar?" Amalthelia asked.
"Yes, and I am his sister Isis. My Millennium Tauk had told me what had happened. But the future is blurry for me. And I am not able to see the outcome." Isis said as she gently closed the shackles on Amalthelia's ankles.
"Isis!" A familiar voice yelled. It was Malik, a fierce look in his eyes.
"I was just cleansing her wounds brother-"
"Silence!" Malik snapped. He held up his Millennium Rod. Ready to control Isis' mind to get her out of the way. "I'm warning you!" Malik said as he turned back into his Yami. "Malik has given me permission to send him to the shadows, and I can take over him. This will be my world soon. So I suggest that you stay out of my way! From now on, you are to call me Marik! Not the name of my shadow Malik!" He pulled out the Rod's knife and pointed it at his sister's neck.
"Master, your bath is ready." Blix said at the door.
"I'll deal with you later, Isis. Blix, get her out of here." Marik said as he walked to his bath.
Marik took out a bottle from a black cabinet that was filled with a silvery-blue liquid. "Dream spell remedy of unicorn blood." Marik said as he poured the liquid into the near-boiling water. He slipped off his robes. And as if entering another world, slipped into the water. He cupped the water into his hand, and let the unicorn's blood run down his forearm. Marik ducked under, and as if in a trance, saw an image of Ciarda twirling gracefully in a flowing black gown. Marik was watching her dance. Ciarda danced closer to him, laid her hands on his muscular chest, and held him in a tender kiss.
"I love you Marik." Ciarda said as she ran her hands down his arms. She pulled out two alicorns, and placed them in Marik's hands. "You now have the power you desire, and the one you love.we are one." Ciarda whispered in Marik's ear.
"Love?!" Marik surfaced the water. "I hate Ciarda, I hate her! The only use for her is to kill that last unicorn-nothing more!" Marik hissed. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Me: YAY! Done with chappie two! I promise I'll try to get chapter three up A.S.A.P. If you like my character enough, you may use her. Just ask me in the review page thingy.