At the sophexcave:
GT: Okay, time to practice my opera. Going to need my opera hat. (Picks up sombrero from off the floor)
(All of a sudden, the lights blink on and off repeatedly.)
GT: Huh, that's weird. Well, can't practice opera with inconsistent lighting. Better go see what's causing this.
(GT exits his room and notices a red carpet outside his door.)
GT: Well, as the old saying goes, if you see a red carpet, see where it goes! Then when you reach the end, promptly lick your toes! I read that in a fortune cookie. (follows the red carpet)
GT:(enters other room) Wait, is this a stage? I didn't know we had a-
(All of a sudden everything goes dark. A spotlight appears, and it swivels to the author, wearing a trenchcoat that has the words "old soldier outfit" written on it)
GT:(looks around and notices the playbill next to him reading "hamilton') Oh, you watched Hamilton! Good for you! And you're making a parody of it! It's amazing, isn't it? The second part is pretty bad though-
Me: Lies.
GT: The music in the first act is much better!
Me: What about "The room where it happens"?
GT: That's just repetitive.
Me: More lies! Lies and Deceit!
GT: You're not convincing me at all.
Me: (grins) I knew you'd say that. They all do. But not after this (Snaps fingers, and all the exits are magically sealed)
GT: (nervously) Listen, it's just a matter of opinion! No need to take it this far- (notices the look in the authors eyes) no. no. nonononono. IT"S A TRAP! NO! ANYTHING BUT THIS! SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HERE! (starts banging at the door)
Me: Don't worry, GT. You're free to leave anytime you wish.
GT: THEN OPEN THE DOORS! I KNOW WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT AND I WANT NO PART IN IT!
Me: Oh, I will. There's just one more thing I need you to do for me before you go.
GT: Well, what is it? (Realizes what he just said). Ah, (This word has been censored by the website administrators. IStillHopeForSophex, this is your 1,472th violation of the swearing policies for K+ rated fics. Please stop. Please. And stop sending attack bears to our houses when we try to ban you.)
Me: (rips off trench coat to reveal a diamond-studded disco suit) Well, you can (starts singing) WAKE ME UP! BEFORE YOU GO-GO!
GT: GOD NO! WHY! WHY!
Me: DON'T LEAVE ME HANGING ON LIKE A YO-YO!
GT: SOMEONE KILL ME! THIS IS AGONY! I-(IStillHopeForSophex, the following sentence contains almost every swear word known to man. It's like you're purposefully trying to make my life harder. There is a bear cooking a fried egg in my kitchen right now. A bear. Cooking an egg. They don't even have opposable thumbs. We won't ban you, just stop sending bears. PLEASE.)
Me: WAKE ME UP BEFORE YOU GO-GO!
GT: (This is somehow worse than the previous offense. I don't know how you knew I was lying when I said I wouldn't ban you, but the bears have taped over all my old VCR tapes with chewing gum commercials and they- is that a tank? The bears have a tank now. You know what, I quit. I need a safer job, like a bomb tester.)
Me: So, how did you like that?
GT: (in a hypnotic trance) The second part is just as good as the first.
Me: (Smiles evilly) Good. Very good, GT.
GT skits are back!
Comments!
MarellaIsTheBest: He's not a telepath. You'll see.
Abubble1: Alvar can't control bats. At least, I don't think he can. I wouldn't call them merciless slaughters, more like- oh, actually, they are merciless slaughters.
A very obsessed fangirl: You're actually looking at one of the OG ruyvar shippers here, I was one of people who stumbled upon the stub of a article about ruyvar on the wiki when it just had been created, and added some info and a picture for the ship, unless it didn't start at the wiki, in which case I'm not a OG shipper and simply don't have a life.
Loveurfic: That is probably the largest comment I've ever seen, and I've seen large comments. Well, I'll go through your questions one by one.
1. It's spelled Biana, not Bianca.
2. My book is currently still in its very early infancy.
3. Yes.
4. nonoyesyes
Glad that you and your possibly homicidal friend enjoy my fic!
This chapter was actually written a couple days ago, I just put a bit too much effort into the GT skit.
Now, on with the story!
Thirty
Sophie had to admit, life really seemed to have a knack for still somehow unpleasantly surprising her. She thought at this point nothing could do it, but this... this topped everything.
Sophie continued struggling against the bonds of light, but they just grew tighter. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Alvar smugly strode across the ground next to her. "They grow tighter the more you struggle."
Sophie immediately stopped struggling, and looked at Alvar. Through a restrained breath, she tried to speak, but the bonds kept tightening. Finally, she managed to get a word out. "How?"
Alvar grinned. "Well, Sophie, that's quite the story. Quite the story indeed." He snapped his fingers, and a chair of red light appeared. Sitting down, he grinned again, as if there was a joke that nobody but him could hear. "And I'd be more than happy to tell you all about it."
Alvar curled strands of red light in his fingers while he spoke. "It all began on that fateful day when you left me for dead." As he finished the sentence, the red light in his hand pulsed more rapidly, as if it were angry. "I was going to die, no doubt about that, entirely the fault of my wretched brother, and I was just waiting. Waiting for death." The red light swooped and swirled around him, like it was playing.
"But just as I was on death's door, the Neverseen found me."
"The Neverseen gave me a choice. I could either die right there, alone and weak, or I could go with them live. They said they needed me for an experiment, and they needed someone near death to do it. I happily accepted, fully understanding that the experiment was the only reason they weren't killing me right there and then."
"The experiment was a highly dangerous procedure that had an extremely high chance of killing me. It was created by Gisela in her early days as a researchers assistant, using the work her and her partner had collected. Very exciting, but because of the risks, they had never acted on it. Until now."
"They saw that I was desperate, and that I was dying. I was the ideal candidate. The Neverseen is slowly but surely dying. everyone knew that. And this experiment could give the Neverseen the unstoppable advantage they needed. So when they found me, well, they didn't hesitate to move forward with it."
Alvar formed a ball of red light in his hand, and tossed it from one hand to another, until he grew bored of it and dissipated it.
"They had altered my molecular structure to the point where I was more similar to a crystal then a human, and to achieve that, they did things to me that no being should ever have to be made go through. It was painful. It was hard. It almost killed me. But in the end, they succeeded."
Alvar rose from his seat and stood up, his arms spread wide.
"Almost everything that see is light. Light is powerful. Light can destroy, transport, create, it can do anything. I became the master of light. I could make it do whatever I want. I could become light."
Alvar's eyes glowed red with power, pulsing extremely fast.
"They made me a GOD!"
Sophie stared in shock as Alvar started to rise off the ground again, arms still spread.
"I experimented. I explored the streams. I saw the space in between the streams, and I built a room of power there. Your friend Jensi managed to discover it entirely by accident. I forgot to have someone wipe his memory, but it didn't matter at the time. Who would believe him? You also managed to discover one of my streams my mistake, but I did erase it from your mind."
"While I was training with my new skills, I desperately craved revenge. I decided to do the next best thing: mental warfare. I was tired of my current name you see, as I wanted one that reflected more on my current... power, you could say. I took some letters from my first and last name, rearranged them, and came up with my new name. I then proceeded to blast my name into your mind as much as I possibly could. You know the word I'm talking about, don't you Sophie?"
Sophie was the most scared she had ever been in a long time. She looked down and meekly whispered. "Caravel. You're Caravel."
Alvar grinned maliciously. "Yes, Caravel. Such a powerful name, is it not?"
Sophie shook with fear for the first time in years. "What are you going to do to me?"
Alvar- or Caravel, or whatever his name was looked at her with a glint in his eye. "To you? Oh, nothing. I would never dream of hurting you, Sophie. Never," Alvar said sarcastically. "You see, what I'm going to do here is I'm going to leave this room, and unleash my power. I'm going to kill all your friends and family, the council, the entire black swan, and everyone who stands in the Neverseen's way. And I'm going to make you watch me do it. All of it. Far better than any torture I could do physically, isn't that right?"
Sophie gaped at him in horror, her expression confirming Alvar's somewhat rhetorical question.
Alvar cackled. "Oh, this is going to be so fun!"
Alvar levitated her off the ground, and set her in the air right next to him, still in chains of light. "Just making sure you have the best view for the show, Sophie. You don't want to miss the fireworks."
Sophie grunted at him through her chains. "You... evil... bastard."
Alvar looked at her sternly. "Now, Sophie! There are children reading! Watch your language, young lady."
Sophie proceeded to try to kick him in a very specific spot between his legs.
Alvar rose out of the room and into the main cavern, with a struggling Sophie in tow behind him.
Back at the abyss, Keefe was getting bored. The sapling had done nothing since being watered with those tears, and he was only still there because he really, really wanted Dex back. Suddenly, the sapling started to glow. As Keefe walked over to investigate, the sapling pulsed rapidly, and promptly exploded. Keefe was knocked back onto the ground, and his head hit a rather large rock. As he groaned and rubbed his head, the explosion started to clear, and Keefe rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. There, where a tiny sapling used to be, was Dex, with streams of green light circling his hands, and his eyes glowing green, full with power.