Soul Exchange-Chapter 2

By TheRonsoMan

I collapsed at the sight of my parents dripping in the justice they had served me for the past 15 years. Was it right? Did it have to come to this? Why did mother even feed me that potion? I was so confused. When word of this came to light it was certain to be serious, and me, a person they didn't know, would I be a witness, or a suspect. Would they believe that I was their only daughter, a RED mage that was hidden away from the ventures of life. I didn't want to test their patience, I needed to escape. Fathers spell would have wore of by now, I should be free. But, what if I went like I did to another person? Would I kill them and enjoy it? I was so confused. I needed answers, but what were my questions? Who could I consult and what could I ask.
I had no geographical knowledge of the land never mind Terra, no education of such. I would be better going in one direction and staying to that route, but I still needed to escape this town. I was about to get up when I saw someone in my parents' blood. The black haired, oil covered women who "possessed" me when staring me in the face. Her thin lined lips and eyebrows were to match her small fitted head that stood atop of her small, delicate but susfisticated
"Ha, see this, this our your power, the ultimate power that not even the head of the Dark Arts could defeat. You must feel so proud to see all of the chaos you've had and will create." Her voice was no longer dark and evil but light with a sense of mystery to it. The women have a cocky expression on her face that was very familiar to Dawn
"W-Who are you, GO AWAY!" I felt betrayed by this. I wanted to run away but curiosity took it grasp firmly
"Oh sorry" She smirked at me "My name is Paris, Madame Paris, please to be aquatinted with you" Still imaged in the blood, she curtsied to me, "Charmed, I'm sure"
"G-Get away" I felt as when Father came into the room scared. Frightened, willing to do ANYTHING to get rid of them.
"Mwaha, you see, it is that emotion you felt then with that silly contraption your mother came up with that evoked this, me!" She sounded proud of this.
"N-No, this cannot be, I didn't create this, I-I have no experience, I am a very very low levelled mage, how can I cause such destruction like this?"
"Well, if you go to my boss, he can answer all the questions you ask" then she mumbled in a lower voice. Convenient, that I should wonder something and she would so happened to deliver the answer, if she was really a part of me, could she know what I knew, feel what I felt, do what I do? In any case of matter, I had no choice in the matter, what other option have I got?
"Well, what other choice do I have?" I sighed, out of relief due to the fact I have a plan, but some of it due to the fact, I didn't know hat I was getting myself into.
"Well done now, I should be able to accompany you" she once again smirked at the prospect of this "Pick this up" The blood where she was stationed shimmered as a ball of such appeared from beneath her, "You can use this to contact me"
I examined the ball which was a grey cloud hovering on the spot. I wondered as I stared at this, this Thing.
"How do I use this, its just a ball" I said as I looked up but just as soon as I looked, she had disappeared "Paris? PARIS!" I shouted. All alone again with no one to depend on except a dark cloud in a ball. "Damn!"

I got up from the blood stained floor and staggered out of the stair entrance and upstairs into my mothers' room. I needed to get out of here, quickly. I also needed a disguise, I was pretty certain that no one knew of me but there had to be records that of even Father could destroy. I searched my mothers' dresser. I founded a drooping black scarf that covered most of my head and a dark grey overall that covered all of my body with a trail that followed... I was now ready to escape to the real world. Was I ready? Would I be worthy enough to be accepted into the real world? Only time would tell. I raided the untidy galley for potions to help me just in case of emergency.
I approached the door as I looked at the mansion for the last time. After sending 15 years of working hard labour, it surprised me how much I was going to miss it. Finally, I looked at the doorknob and shuddered at the sight of the handle. The last time I touched it absolute hell feed upon me. I shivered as my hand came to touch the handle and froze as my hand surrounded the cold metal knob. Nothing. I rejoiced and immediately ran out side. I looked up high, took in the fresh air, the blazing sun, the freedom of life and looked down at the ground. The carcass filled ground.