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thing: GO WINTER BREAK!
Sil
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The island was desolated. Dead trees filled the area and a cold chilly wind blew above in the skies. In a broken-down shed, a witch stirred a bubbling cauldron, smirking.
Halloween is the day where spirits roam the world of the living. Halloween is the day where necromancers have the higher power. Halloween is the time where monsters come and go, where demons feast and ghouls suck souls. Guess what, it's Halloween.
~**~**~
Harry rubbed his hands nervously and looked at Kaiser, "Are you sure this is safe?" He asked for the millionth time. Kaiser sighed and nodded.
Harry shivered and continued walking towards the massive graveyard.
It was dark and gloomy. Tombstones were standing tall in the moonlight and crosses shone brightly. Behind it, a dark mansion stood eerily, towering over the rest. Harry shuddered. He couldn't imagine living here for the next two weeks.
Time at Bermuda passed slower then time in the real world. Although only three months had passed since he'd disappeared, Harry had been gone for almost a year and a half. But one thing remains the same. The dates of the holidays.
The people in the outside world were celebrating Halloween, which means they'll be too. Because this was Harry's first time to go to the much- respected festival of the dead, he had gotten a special crash course on it. And from what he had heard, he didn't like it much.
* Flashback *
"The Halloween festival of the dead is a very sacred and religious ritual. In the two whole weeks, you'll be going according to the schedule of the necromancers. We will be reviving the dead and opening portals into demon realms. Please do not disturb any necromancer that is currently summoning something. It will be disastrous." The boring teacher droned on.
* End Flashback *
Harry followed Kaiser into the dark mansion and they were led to two sets of room by a cloaked figure. Harry was intensely curious about what was under that cloak but after seeing some of the portraits here, he didn't think he'd want to know least he threw up.
Kaiser however seemed very cheerful about this festival. Harry shot the annoying man a glare that plainly read how-can-you-be-so-happy-about- something-as-gruesome-as-this! Kaiser laughed and said plainly, "Soon, you'll like it too."
~**~**~
Seven days and counting. Harry gave his cheery mentor a glare and snapped, "All right, all right! So you were correct this is fun, no need to rub it in my face!"
Kaiser just shot him a you-know-you-can't-win smirk before striding of. Harry sighed and went to the graveyard to prepare for the midfeast.
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Chants rose from the raised platform and the fires spurred higher into the night sky. The black robes swirled as the people danced. From the center, four women were performing a duel of knives, the deadly blades slashing the night.
The ceremony continued and the fire slowly turned to black and the dancers whirled faster. The onlookers chanted louder and louder as their voice rose to volumes. Kaiser stepped onto the platform and started chanting a different tune. He sprayed silver dust into the air and his pure white robe reflected the colors dancing in the flames. As he made a turn, he caught Harry's eyes.
It was a preparation signal. Harry gulped. As the guest, he got to perform the honors, the finishing moments of this dangerous ritual. One thing wrong and the entire horde of monsters you summoned would turn against you. He watched nervously as the flames rose and they finally made the transformation into total black fire. Hellfire, the flames from the devils pit itself. It's now or never.
He stepped into the light and slowly climbed onto the platform.
"Alla me naya de sumo miyu mah nashi su na yah! Alla me naya de sumo miyu mah nashi su na yah ." He whispered and gradually increased the volume and he finally ended up yelling.
This is it, he thought. Get ready.
Harry took a deep breath. The people had gone silent as they waited for him to make the final move. He smiled grimly and stepped into the fire.
~**~**~
Ares yawned. Completely a waste of time. He so hated going to council meetings. It was in moments like this that he truly envy his sister's illness. At least she hadn't been forced to go to stupid conferences that bore you out of your mind. He glanced at the empty chair beside him and sighed. Yep, jealousy for one lousy sickness.
As the final bell rang, Ares was the first one out He quickly hurried out of the hall, going as fast as he can without looking like he wanted to get the hell out of here.
"Ares! Wait up!" His friend Runay yelled. He groaned, this was not a good day. Slowing down, he waited patiently for him to catch up.
The white-haired demon smiled at him and said, "So, do you want to participate in the calling ceremonies?"
Ares blinked at him and asked, confused, "What calling ceremonies?"
Runay sighed and said, "You weren't paying attention again, were you?" Ares shrugged and shook his head. Runay sighed again, wishing his friend would at least listen. It wouldn't hurt to know the news!
He then explained what he was talking about to Ares.
Ares took in the information and smiled inwardly. Yes! This was his chance to get away from the boring meetings and his boring old town where nothing ever happens! He was never coming back here again! A youkai like him should never be stuck here anyways.
Contrary to popular belief, Ares wasn't lazy or slow in the head. In fact he was practically an A star genius. He just doesn't see the point of broadcasting it to the entire world so he started pretending. Add it to the fact that he wasn't normal either.
The demons in the entire world were classified in three areas. One, that you are a weak one with no special or outstanding abilities. They were the C class. Most of the population was this type. Sure they could do the normal spells like lighting a flame or summoning water but none of the biggish stuff. The second type were the Bs. They have one special ability and most of the time, have complete mastery over it. They were uncommon but not rare. The last class was the As. They have two abilities but they don't have total control over them. Most of the time, they lost contact with their other talent because they were too busy paying attention to the first one. These were rare.
Now Ares doesn't belong to any of this group. He was proud to say that he was a class of his own. You see, the thing is Ares has special abilities, tons of them, most of them he doesn't even know it yet and he has complete control over them. Iron. But, there's one thing, he can't use them all.
You may wonder why he has total control over them yet he can't use them. Correction, he can use them but at totally random times.
Like he could only use telekinesis on Friday, and teleportation on Sunday. Other days, they simply don't work. He had fun testing them once but he knew that he still doesn't know all the abilities he had.
Ares also knew one other important fact. He was adopted. The only thing he could remember before joining the Regals family was serene scenery of a beautiful forest with a huge sparkling lake, and a musical voice saying two words, "Des Naya." To this day, he still doesn't know what they mean.
Ares didn't tell anyone of this, he was quite possessive of this one thing that was his alone. He sighed. His sick sister doesn't have any connection to him at all. He looked at the blue sky and remembered Runay's words.
"The calling ceremony is where mortals from their world called on us. They always do this on Halloween a mortal holiday. It's a great honor to be chosen. Since we're now officially of age, we're allowed to participate too. Though be careful to not touch the mortal's blood. One of the requirements for summoning us is using their blood. He'll be dripping of it. If you touch it, you'll be bonded to him and their world and you can't come back here again!"
Oh I'll be careful Runay, I'll be careful to touch his blood. There's no way I'm letting this ticket away. There's always the fact that the mortal would be weak but if he could do a summoning, he at least must have some strength.
~**~**~
The week came and gone and Ares was standing in the village square along with the others. The town leader stood up and gave a speech about how not to get disappointed if you're not chosen as there's millions of demons out there and we're just a measly few. Ares yawned. This was so cliché. He was sure he'd be chosen. After all, strange things always happened to him.
The bell rang and the ceremony on the other side began. It's a good wait before they got to the last part so I must be patient, he thought. It wouldn't be good to start jumping around.
Another rang. The ceremony's final part began. Ares wondered what the other place would look like, with mortals jumping into fires everywhere?
(A/N There are other students in Harry's year and it's also their first time in this, not to mention the millions of people in Bermuda. They're all performing this in their own secret mansion!)
Suddenly, a misty cloud slowly formed in front of him. It got bigger and bigger until it completely covered him. He could vaguely hear cries from other villagers but he ignored them. What he was interested in was the human standing a few meters away from him. A human with emerald green eyes.
~**~**~
So! There!
Sil
Sil
~**~**~
The island was desolated. Dead trees filled the area and a cold chilly wind blew above in the skies. In a broken-down shed, a witch stirred a bubbling cauldron, smirking.
Halloween is the day where spirits roam the world of the living. Halloween is the day where necromancers have the higher power. Halloween is the time where monsters come and go, where demons feast and ghouls suck souls. Guess what, it's Halloween.
~**~**~
Harry rubbed his hands nervously and looked at Kaiser, "Are you sure this is safe?" He asked for the millionth time. Kaiser sighed and nodded.
Harry shivered and continued walking towards the massive graveyard.
It was dark and gloomy. Tombstones were standing tall in the moonlight and crosses shone brightly. Behind it, a dark mansion stood eerily, towering over the rest. Harry shuddered. He couldn't imagine living here for the next two weeks.
Time at Bermuda passed slower then time in the real world. Although only three months had passed since he'd disappeared, Harry had been gone for almost a year and a half. But one thing remains the same. The dates of the holidays.
The people in the outside world were celebrating Halloween, which means they'll be too. Because this was Harry's first time to go to the much- respected festival of the dead, he had gotten a special crash course on it. And from what he had heard, he didn't like it much.
* Flashback *
"The Halloween festival of the dead is a very sacred and religious ritual. In the two whole weeks, you'll be going according to the schedule of the necromancers. We will be reviving the dead and opening portals into demon realms. Please do not disturb any necromancer that is currently summoning something. It will be disastrous." The boring teacher droned on.
* End Flashback *
Harry followed Kaiser into the dark mansion and they were led to two sets of room by a cloaked figure. Harry was intensely curious about what was under that cloak but after seeing some of the portraits here, he didn't think he'd want to know least he threw up.
Kaiser however seemed very cheerful about this festival. Harry shot the annoying man a glare that plainly read how-can-you-be-so-happy-about- something-as-gruesome-as-this! Kaiser laughed and said plainly, "Soon, you'll like it too."
~**~**~
Seven days and counting. Harry gave his cheery mentor a glare and snapped, "All right, all right! So you were correct this is fun, no need to rub it in my face!"
Kaiser just shot him a you-know-you-can't-win smirk before striding of. Harry sighed and went to the graveyard to prepare for the midfeast.
~**~**~
Chants rose from the raised platform and the fires spurred higher into the night sky. The black robes swirled as the people danced. From the center, four women were performing a duel of knives, the deadly blades slashing the night.
The ceremony continued and the fire slowly turned to black and the dancers whirled faster. The onlookers chanted louder and louder as their voice rose to volumes. Kaiser stepped onto the platform and started chanting a different tune. He sprayed silver dust into the air and his pure white robe reflected the colors dancing in the flames. As he made a turn, he caught Harry's eyes.
It was a preparation signal. Harry gulped. As the guest, he got to perform the honors, the finishing moments of this dangerous ritual. One thing wrong and the entire horde of monsters you summoned would turn against you. He watched nervously as the flames rose and they finally made the transformation into total black fire. Hellfire, the flames from the devils pit itself. It's now or never.
He stepped into the light and slowly climbed onto the platform.
"Alla me naya de sumo miyu mah nashi su na yah! Alla me naya de sumo miyu mah nashi su na yah ." He whispered and gradually increased the volume and he finally ended up yelling.
This is it, he thought. Get ready.
Harry took a deep breath. The people had gone silent as they waited for him to make the final move. He smiled grimly and stepped into the fire.
~**~**~
Ares yawned. Completely a waste of time. He so hated going to council meetings. It was in moments like this that he truly envy his sister's illness. At least she hadn't been forced to go to stupid conferences that bore you out of your mind. He glanced at the empty chair beside him and sighed. Yep, jealousy for one lousy sickness.
As the final bell rang, Ares was the first one out He quickly hurried out of the hall, going as fast as he can without looking like he wanted to get the hell out of here.
"Ares! Wait up!" His friend Runay yelled. He groaned, this was not a good day. Slowing down, he waited patiently for him to catch up.
The white-haired demon smiled at him and said, "So, do you want to participate in the calling ceremonies?"
Ares blinked at him and asked, confused, "What calling ceremonies?"
Runay sighed and said, "You weren't paying attention again, were you?" Ares shrugged and shook his head. Runay sighed again, wishing his friend would at least listen. It wouldn't hurt to know the news!
He then explained what he was talking about to Ares.
Ares took in the information and smiled inwardly. Yes! This was his chance to get away from the boring meetings and his boring old town where nothing ever happens! He was never coming back here again! A youkai like him should never be stuck here anyways.
Contrary to popular belief, Ares wasn't lazy or slow in the head. In fact he was practically an A star genius. He just doesn't see the point of broadcasting it to the entire world so he started pretending. Add it to the fact that he wasn't normal either.
The demons in the entire world were classified in three areas. One, that you are a weak one with no special or outstanding abilities. They were the C class. Most of the population was this type. Sure they could do the normal spells like lighting a flame or summoning water but none of the biggish stuff. The second type were the Bs. They have one special ability and most of the time, have complete mastery over it. They were uncommon but not rare. The last class was the As. They have two abilities but they don't have total control over them. Most of the time, they lost contact with their other talent because they were too busy paying attention to the first one. These were rare.
Now Ares doesn't belong to any of this group. He was proud to say that he was a class of his own. You see, the thing is Ares has special abilities, tons of them, most of them he doesn't even know it yet and he has complete control over them. Iron. But, there's one thing, he can't use them all.
You may wonder why he has total control over them yet he can't use them. Correction, he can use them but at totally random times.
Like he could only use telekinesis on Friday, and teleportation on Sunday. Other days, they simply don't work. He had fun testing them once but he knew that he still doesn't know all the abilities he had.
Ares also knew one other important fact. He was adopted. The only thing he could remember before joining the Regals family was serene scenery of a beautiful forest with a huge sparkling lake, and a musical voice saying two words, "Des Naya." To this day, he still doesn't know what they mean.
Ares didn't tell anyone of this, he was quite possessive of this one thing that was his alone. He sighed. His sick sister doesn't have any connection to him at all. He looked at the blue sky and remembered Runay's words.
"The calling ceremony is where mortals from their world called on us. They always do this on Halloween a mortal holiday. It's a great honor to be chosen. Since we're now officially of age, we're allowed to participate too. Though be careful to not touch the mortal's blood. One of the requirements for summoning us is using their blood. He'll be dripping of it. If you touch it, you'll be bonded to him and their world and you can't come back here again!"
Oh I'll be careful Runay, I'll be careful to touch his blood. There's no way I'm letting this ticket away. There's always the fact that the mortal would be weak but if he could do a summoning, he at least must have some strength.
~**~**~
The week came and gone and Ares was standing in the village square along with the others. The town leader stood up and gave a speech about how not to get disappointed if you're not chosen as there's millions of demons out there and we're just a measly few. Ares yawned. This was so cliché. He was sure he'd be chosen. After all, strange things always happened to him.
The bell rang and the ceremony on the other side began. It's a good wait before they got to the last part so I must be patient, he thought. It wouldn't be good to start jumping around.
Another rang. The ceremony's final part began. Ares wondered what the other place would look like, with mortals jumping into fires everywhere?
(A/N There are other students in Harry's year and it's also their first time in this, not to mention the millions of people in Bermuda. They're all performing this in their own secret mansion!)
Suddenly, a misty cloud slowly formed in front of him. It got bigger and bigger until it completely covered him. He could vaguely hear cries from other villagers but he ignored them. What he was interested in was the human standing a few meters away from him. A human with emerald green eyes.
~**~**~
So! There!
Sil