Beginning of Time Chapter III: Creation of Cruelty

The blackness of the night swallowed up the vast lands of redness. There was no one in sight: Mankind had not been created yet. Then suddenly, with a crack and a flash of light; two figures appeared. One was tall; the other small.

The tall person was a woman; her face and figures were masked by the eternal blackness. The smaller person was a child but no more then nine or ten winters old. He was also hidden by the lack of light.

"Fate," the woman's voice was cruel and cold. "Prepare the spell."

The boy bent over and took some dry earth from the ground. He placed it inside a jar, which he had taken from his pocket. Giving the jar to the woman, he dropped it and just managed to catch it before it hit the ground.

"Son of a bh!" the woman cursed. She hit Fate, sending him flying to the ground.

As he landed, he murmured softly, "Well, I am your son!" The woman reeled around and screeched at him, "Don't you dare speak to me like that! Fate," she said maliciously. "You may be Fate, but I am Destiny, and I am the decider of your FUTURE!"

Destiny walked away. She took her wand out of her pocket and put the tip of it against the rim of the jar. Whispering softly, she spoke these words, "Too much power, and too little time. I give some of my powers to you, take them and use them. Destroy lands and lives, let Destiny's might be fulfilled!"

She placed the jar on the ground quickly.

The jar shone softly for a few moments before glowing brightly. When the light died down, in the jar's place was a small hand-mirror.

Destiny walked around it, admiring her work. "Nearly done…" she murmured. "Nearly done… FATE! Get over here!"

Fate picked himself up from the ground and walked over to his mother, dragging his feet with every step. He obviously did not want to join his mother, afraid of what she might do.

"I need your pain," he was told. Destiny pointed her wand and Fate and whispered, "Crucio." Fate writhed and cried, as he was hurt. With every scream the mirror grew larger and so did Fate.

When Destiny removed her spell, Fate was a fully-grown man and the Mirror was full size.

"It's done."

Only two words were uttered, two words to mark the creation of cruelty.