Okay, sorry I took so long to update ppl....... This is hard to write and I've got a new obsession now..... it called X/1999!!!!!!!!! That is the best anime ever made!!!!!!!!
*jumps up and down* So you might find something sounding like X in here from now on........ at least one character will be sort of like Hinoto............ But, for now enjoy this chappie. I think it might come as a bit of a surprise......
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Bryan pressed his ear against the door and listened. Silence. Then the lavender-haired boy walked back to his bed, and picked up a black cloak from it. Bryan hesitated a bit, but the pulled the cloak on. It covered him from head to toe. The lavender-haired teen lowered the hood, and then opened the door a little.
The cost was clear. He slipped out of his room, and then silently crept through the corridor. Like a shadow, he continued, blending with the darkness of the night.
After about ten minutes, he was standing in front of a large wooden door. Bryan had long since figured out how to open it. He wrapped himself more tightly in the cloak and pressed his arm against the door. Then the lavender-haired boy whispered something under his breath. As soon as he finished speaking, three weird, golden marks flew out of his fingers and into the door, their glow concealed by the black cloak.
The door waited a second and then slowly started to open. When the gap was big enough, skinny Bryan slipped through and shut it from the inside.
He was now in the Great Library. It was huge and the boy felt that he would never see even a half of it, no matter how much time he had spent in here. Like a huge spiral, it went deeper and deeper into the ground. When Boris brought them in here, they only went into one room, a floor below, to read books about necromancy. Bryan had sneaked farther down, into what was called the Old Levels.
Boris had never allowed them to go into the library without him, let alone go into the Old Levels. Long ago, Bryan thought that it was just so they won't learn anything they shouldn't. But he knew that library was dangerous. From his own personal experience.
Bryan didn't feel like remembering that experience, so he decided to get going on what he came here for. So the boy cautiously looked around and then started to go down the spiral.
It took him fifteen minutes to reach his destination. The door was locked, but he used another three marks to open it. He didn't need to hide them anymore though. Bryan was deep into the Old Levels, to far away from Boris.
As the boy entered the room, he looked at the small sing with a book and a sword on the opposite door. For a hundredth time he wondered what it meant. But that door was locked, and no matter what Bryan tried it wouldn't open.
The boy took a last, curious look at the door and then entered the room.
All the books lay where he had left them. Happily, the boy sat behind a big, wooden table and opened the closest one to continue studying from where he had left of yesterday. Studying Charter Magic.
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When he was ten, Bryan had finally figured out a secret that was always on the mind of all the boys. Those things that Boris called out when they practiced with fake bells. Bryan had been standing close to the man, and heard him whisper a weird word. "Cailiora". Right after he had said it, those creatures appeared .
At night, Bryan sneaked into the training room and whispered "Cailiora". He gasped as his finger glowed softly and a mark flew out of it. The next second a Dead Hand appeared in front of him. Bryan quickly grabbed Kibeth from one of sets of fake bells and drew the thing away.
The next day the lavender-haired boy pretended that he can't drive his Dead Hand away. He took his beating from Boris, but heard the man whisper an mark that deactivated the thing.
For almost a week, Bryan had sneaked up into a training room, until he was in total control of the creatures. He could call them out at any time, and put them back to rest.
The boy was starting to get curious. What were those powerful marks? Was it some kind of magic? It felt very warm and right, unlike the Free Magic. And it seemed to have some connection to the weird mark on his forehead. Bryan had decided that the only place where he could find anything out was the Great Library. For seven months he had spied on Boris. It turned out that the man had used marks to open and lock most of the doors. Bryan had remembered all the marks that Boris used.
Then was the time when he had first reached into the Charter. Bryan had been running through the marks he knew, when suddenly he was thrown out of this world. The boy had found himself in the mass of swirling Charter Marks. There was no beginning to it... and no end. Marks were everywhere- and he didn't know any of them. Then the boy whispered "Cailiora", and the mark appeared in front of him, separating from the swirling mass. Bryan had understood how to use the Charter.
The boy had tried a lot of combinations of the marks he knew, before he found the one that unlocked the door to the library. Then it took him a week to work out how to open a door to one of the rooms in the Old Levels. He was almost eleven by then. That's how his study of the Charter began.
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Since then Bryan had sneaked into the library every night. He had read many books and know knew quite a lot about Charter Magic. And about Necromancy too. Only the side of it that Boris never showed them.
He learned that necromancy was something forbidden. It was dangerous, both to the Necromancer and others surrounding him. Free Magic corrupted whoever was using the bells. Except for one person called Abhorsen. This man (or woman) was entrusted with a set of bells that were different from normal ones. They were infused with Charter Magic and it made them less dangerous. However the Abhorsen used them not to bring the Dead to life, but to lay them to rest.
Bryan knew he had to study necromancy to keep himself alive, but the Charter Magic had become his passion. The whole day he waited till he could sit alone in the library, memorizing the marks, their names and their use.
He learned that the things in the training rooms were very complex sendings.
Sendings were created with a Charter Magic and usually used in more common tasks, like cleaning. And "Cailiora", the first mark that Bryan had learned, was just an activation mark for sendings in the training room.
Bryan took ten months to learn all the marks he needed and create himself one. Rojer (that's what the sending was called) now brought books to Bryan when the boy had asked for them, and completed multiple other simple tasks.
There were sendings everywhere in the Abbey, not just the training room. Bryan had felt what marks were needed to activate them, so he could have a proper look. They turned out to be guard sendings. If the Abbey was in danger, they would protect it.
With his intense study of Charter made his senses more acute. Bryan could tell that there was some Charter Magic everywhere in the Abbey. But most of it seemed to be concentrated in the Training rooms and the Library.
There was something very weird in the Library. There was Charter magic here on every step, but only a small fraction of it was sendings. The rest of it seemed to be just some extremely complex spell. Most of the marks were more ancient and more powerful than anything he had ever seen before. They all seemed to be going to some Master Mark. Only no matter how hard Bryan had looked, he couldn't find it . He didn't have time to go all the way down to the bottom of the spiral, so he still might find it there. It didn't mean though, that he would figure out what the spell was for.
Only marks he knew from that spell were some marks for seeming, blinding, transforming, believing, taking, binding, seeing, opposing, and blocking.
There was something else too. A hardly-distinctive odor Free Magic, that metallic taste in the mouth and weird smell. Since Bryan had gotten into Charter Magic, he could taste even the smallest amounts of Free Magic- the ones most necromancers, blinded by power, could not feel.
Bryan had long since stopped being a necromancer. He was now a Charter mage. Maybe not the very best one, since he still had a long way to go. But still a Charter Mage. And that was much better than a necromancer. Charter magic didn't corrupt and was much more useful than Free magic.
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Bryan felt a warm, Charter hand on his shoulder, and looked up to see Rojer. The sending had found him a new, heavy book of Charter marks, called A complete index of the marks for Locking , and another, even heavier volume A complete index of marks for Unlocking. Bryan smiled, pushed his book , Making swords with the First circle of Marks in a week without hurting yourself by powerful Marks, away, and took the book about unlocking.
This was a nice room, with some comfy chairs and a lot of good books, but he had read most of what was in here. Bryan wanted to explore the rooms with a book and a sword, and he needed to know more marks to try to break the spell that held the door closed.
With some help for Rojer, Bryan carried the books out of the room and had settled himself in front of the opposite door with a book opened on his lap. The floor was freezing cold and he had a small chance of being caught. But Bryan decided that no one usually went down that far into the spiral, so he was safe enough. And of course, Rojer would be on guard too, warning his master of any approaching strangers.
So the boy just called a small spell to warm himself up, and then started to search his books for marks in the doorspell hoping to figure out the unlocking spell as well as gain some new knowledge
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Till next chapter! I hope u liked this!
And, yes I have read Lirael. I have actually read every book by Garth Nix, except for Ragwitch. My favs r- Lirael, Abhorsen. Mister Monday and Shade's Children!!! I don't really like Sabriel tought.
*jumps up and down* So you might find something sounding like X in here from now on........ at least one character will be sort of like Hinoto............ But, for now enjoy this chappie. I think it might come as a bit of a surprise......
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Bryan pressed his ear against the door and listened. Silence. Then the lavender-haired boy walked back to his bed, and picked up a black cloak from it. Bryan hesitated a bit, but the pulled the cloak on. It covered him from head to toe. The lavender-haired teen lowered the hood, and then opened the door a little.
The cost was clear. He slipped out of his room, and then silently crept through the corridor. Like a shadow, he continued, blending with the darkness of the night.
After about ten minutes, he was standing in front of a large wooden door. Bryan had long since figured out how to open it. He wrapped himself more tightly in the cloak and pressed his arm against the door. Then the lavender-haired boy whispered something under his breath. As soon as he finished speaking, three weird, golden marks flew out of his fingers and into the door, their glow concealed by the black cloak.
The door waited a second and then slowly started to open. When the gap was big enough, skinny Bryan slipped through and shut it from the inside.
He was now in the Great Library. It was huge and the boy felt that he would never see even a half of it, no matter how much time he had spent in here. Like a huge spiral, it went deeper and deeper into the ground. When Boris brought them in here, they only went into one room, a floor below, to read books about necromancy. Bryan had sneaked farther down, into what was called the Old Levels.
Boris had never allowed them to go into the library without him, let alone go into the Old Levels. Long ago, Bryan thought that it was just so they won't learn anything they shouldn't. But he knew that library was dangerous. From his own personal experience.
Bryan didn't feel like remembering that experience, so he decided to get going on what he came here for. So the boy cautiously looked around and then started to go down the spiral.
It took him fifteen minutes to reach his destination. The door was locked, but he used another three marks to open it. He didn't need to hide them anymore though. Bryan was deep into the Old Levels, to far away from Boris.
As the boy entered the room, he looked at the small sing with a book and a sword on the opposite door. For a hundredth time he wondered what it meant. But that door was locked, and no matter what Bryan tried it wouldn't open.
The boy took a last, curious look at the door and then entered the room.
All the books lay where he had left them. Happily, the boy sat behind a big, wooden table and opened the closest one to continue studying from where he had left of yesterday. Studying Charter Magic.
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When he was ten, Bryan had finally figured out a secret that was always on the mind of all the boys. Those things that Boris called out when they practiced with fake bells. Bryan had been standing close to the man, and heard him whisper a weird word. "Cailiora". Right after he had said it, those creatures appeared .
At night, Bryan sneaked into the training room and whispered "Cailiora". He gasped as his finger glowed softly and a mark flew out of it. The next second a Dead Hand appeared in front of him. Bryan quickly grabbed Kibeth from one of sets of fake bells and drew the thing away.
The next day the lavender-haired boy pretended that he can't drive his Dead Hand away. He took his beating from Boris, but heard the man whisper an mark that deactivated the thing.
For almost a week, Bryan had sneaked up into a training room, until he was in total control of the creatures. He could call them out at any time, and put them back to rest.
The boy was starting to get curious. What were those powerful marks? Was it some kind of magic? It felt very warm and right, unlike the Free Magic. And it seemed to have some connection to the weird mark on his forehead. Bryan had decided that the only place where he could find anything out was the Great Library. For seven months he had spied on Boris. It turned out that the man had used marks to open and lock most of the doors. Bryan had remembered all the marks that Boris used.
Then was the time when he had first reached into the Charter. Bryan had been running through the marks he knew, when suddenly he was thrown out of this world. The boy had found himself in the mass of swirling Charter Marks. There was no beginning to it... and no end. Marks were everywhere- and he didn't know any of them. Then the boy whispered "Cailiora", and the mark appeared in front of him, separating from the swirling mass. Bryan had understood how to use the Charter.
The boy had tried a lot of combinations of the marks he knew, before he found the one that unlocked the door to the library. Then it took him a week to work out how to open a door to one of the rooms in the Old Levels. He was almost eleven by then. That's how his study of the Charter began.
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Since then Bryan had sneaked into the library every night. He had read many books and know knew quite a lot about Charter Magic. And about Necromancy too. Only the side of it that Boris never showed them.
He learned that necromancy was something forbidden. It was dangerous, both to the Necromancer and others surrounding him. Free Magic corrupted whoever was using the bells. Except for one person called Abhorsen. This man (or woman) was entrusted with a set of bells that were different from normal ones. They were infused with Charter Magic and it made them less dangerous. However the Abhorsen used them not to bring the Dead to life, but to lay them to rest.
Bryan knew he had to study necromancy to keep himself alive, but the Charter Magic had become his passion. The whole day he waited till he could sit alone in the library, memorizing the marks, their names and their use.
He learned that the things in the training rooms were very complex sendings.
Sendings were created with a Charter Magic and usually used in more common tasks, like cleaning. And "Cailiora", the first mark that Bryan had learned, was just an activation mark for sendings in the training room.
Bryan took ten months to learn all the marks he needed and create himself one. Rojer (that's what the sending was called) now brought books to Bryan when the boy had asked for them, and completed multiple other simple tasks.
There were sendings everywhere in the Abbey, not just the training room. Bryan had felt what marks were needed to activate them, so he could have a proper look. They turned out to be guard sendings. If the Abbey was in danger, they would protect it.
With his intense study of Charter made his senses more acute. Bryan could tell that there was some Charter Magic everywhere in the Abbey. But most of it seemed to be concentrated in the Training rooms and the Library.
There was something very weird in the Library. There was Charter magic here on every step, but only a small fraction of it was sendings. The rest of it seemed to be just some extremely complex spell. Most of the marks were more ancient and more powerful than anything he had ever seen before. They all seemed to be going to some Master Mark. Only no matter how hard Bryan had looked, he couldn't find it . He didn't have time to go all the way down to the bottom of the spiral, so he still might find it there. It didn't mean though, that he would figure out what the spell was for.
Only marks he knew from that spell were some marks for seeming, blinding, transforming, believing, taking, binding, seeing, opposing, and blocking.
There was something else too. A hardly-distinctive odor Free Magic, that metallic taste in the mouth and weird smell. Since Bryan had gotten into Charter Magic, he could taste even the smallest amounts of Free Magic- the ones most necromancers, blinded by power, could not feel.
Bryan had long since stopped being a necromancer. He was now a Charter mage. Maybe not the very best one, since he still had a long way to go. But still a Charter Mage. And that was much better than a necromancer. Charter magic didn't corrupt and was much more useful than Free magic.
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Bryan felt a warm, Charter hand on his shoulder, and looked up to see Rojer. The sending had found him a new, heavy book of Charter marks, called A complete index of the marks for Locking , and another, even heavier volume A complete index of marks for Unlocking. Bryan smiled, pushed his book , Making swords with the First circle of Marks in a week without hurting yourself by powerful Marks, away, and took the book about unlocking.
This was a nice room, with some comfy chairs and a lot of good books, but he had read most of what was in here. Bryan wanted to explore the rooms with a book and a sword, and he needed to know more marks to try to break the spell that held the door closed.
With some help for Rojer, Bryan carried the books out of the room and had settled himself in front of the opposite door with a book opened on his lap. The floor was freezing cold and he had a small chance of being caught. But Bryan decided that no one usually went down that far into the spiral, so he was safe enough. And of course, Rojer would be on guard too, warning his master of any approaching strangers.
So the boy just called a small spell to warm himself up, and then started to search his books for marks in the doorspell hoping to figure out the unlocking spell as well as gain some new knowledge
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Till next chapter! I hope u liked this!
And, yes I have read Lirael. I have actually read every book by Garth Nix, except for Ragwitch. My favs r- Lirael, Abhorsen. Mister Monday and Shade's Children!!! I don't really like Sabriel tought.