Prolouge

This story takes place a extremely long time ago... so long ago even I can't recall the exact time. As I recall it was somewhere that a ancient civilization hid, a civilization called "Etheria."
I will tell you my tale on how I became what I am.

Chapter 1. A Fateful Night

I rushed on out of my house one stormy rainy night, I wasn't given much opportunities to leave my home so I took the chance.
I decided to look around as the city was normally always empty on nights like this, but this time I decided to go much further then normal.
I rushed on past closed stores and many buildings until a saw a plaza with a Stone fountain.

"A Stone fountain? Huh? I never knew we still used stone...?" I thought to myself, but then I saw someone so I ran into the cover of a nearby building.
I then heard a second sound of footsteps in the water, so I decided to stick my head out to watch what was going on.
I saw two people, one man dressed in a hooded trench coat with buckles along the torso and sleeves.
The other person was a woman, she had such long silky blue hair and wore a white gown with blue frills, decorated with elegant designs I had never seen before.
The woman immediately pulled at a weapon, it was a sword with a constant flowing green blade that emitted light, but if you stared at it long enough you could see right through it.
The man then pulled out a red transparent chain that was attached to a sickle that looked as if it got it's color by being bathed in blood.
The man began to swing around the chain which moved the sickle so fast you could barely see where it was. The woman was not afraid she charged him with her sword, but the man elegantly dodged it while still swinging his chain. The woman tried to slash at him, but this time he moved the chain so the sickle would hit the sword, staggering her for a moment.
She became angered and charged him once again, but he threw the sickle missing her head. She drew closer and closer to him as he backed away,
"She has him!"
I thought but the sickle suddenly flew backwards with a tug of the chain, catching the back of her neck. He then gave it one final tug with a jump back severing her head.

I only gazed not sure of what exactly I just witnessed, but as I saw him start looking around I hid myself fully behind the wall. I started to hear footsteps getting closer to me. My heart was racing,
"Surely he didn't see me? Did he...? I don't think so?" I thought to myself but then I heard a voice, I presumed his.
"You saw the whole thing didn't you? We can't have that now can we?"
He said as he stepped in front of me.
He then stared at me for a short while before speaking again.
"Such a young girl... what are you doing out on a night like tonight?" "I uhh... was just looking around the city."
I hesitantly replied in a whisper like voice.
"Hmm, I may have use for you. You have potential girl. If you do not come with me though, I will kill you for that I can not allow you to tell anyone what you saw here."
He said smiling at me as he pulled off his hood, revealing his long red hair and his pure black eyes.
"What if I do run and get away from you...?" I asked. "It won't matter anyways. Your traces are here and you are like I. You will not be safe anywhere you go anymore. You do understand that right?"
He quickly replied. I was confused by what he said, I didn't understand what he meant by I am like him.

"What does he mean? I didn't do anything... did I?" I thought but it seemed he understood my confusion from my face.
"Such a sheltered young girl, it seems your parents did love you after all... even though you are a Daemonus." I was unsure what he meant.
"I thought we are Etherians... I mean we are from Etheria... maybe he is just making this up..." I thought but he continued with his rambling.
"A Daemonus is one that inherits the genes that give them the power from "The Dark One," unlike a Etherian who gets their power from
"The Holy." he said. "...The dark one? The holy? I don't understand what your talking about." I blurted out, and he gave a reply fast as ever.

"You shouldn't understand. It's not public knowledge. Our powers come from one known as "The Original" which has two sides. The people who have inherited "The Holy" are called Etherians, while we, the select few who have inherited the power of his "Dark One" side are called Daemonus. We are treated like trash that should of never existed in the first place. Now come with me or die, one way or another."
"I'll go, if your telling the truth... then I don't really have much choice."

I replied still not completely understanding what he explained.
"Good, what is your name then? I am Belial. We will be working with each-other from now on, so knowing each-others name would be a good start." He said with a smile at me.
"...It's Karichi." I replied.
"Karichi? A fine name it suits you.. or at-least will after we finish what I have started haha. Here take this." He handed me a black cloak way too big for me from his bag that he hid inside his coat.
"It might be too big, but at-least it will keep you from getting sick on the way to my hideout." I put it on and started walking with him for hours, unsure of where we were going, but I took the time to look at the surroundings as we walked. He led me to a small house that stood alone far away.
"Come on in, it is bigger on the inside." He said as he opened the door.
I walked in and looked around. It was messy, closed boxes littered the floors and there was barely enough walking space in-between each box. "This way." he said as he slid past me and opened a door in the floor.
He let me go down first, I walked down the stairs to come to a huge basement underneath the house. It was much cleaner then the upstairs but there wasn't much around besides a bed and a few machines.

"You do understand that you will be killing people if you work with me, and you already can not go back to your family... Actually it would be best to forget all about them. No matter where you go you will be hunted down, you can never live a normal life again." He said as he stood near a wall staring at me.
"I am sure, Belial. It's better to be with you then alone, I think at-least." I replied, looking around at my new home.
"You should get some rest, Karichi. You can use the bed while I unload somethings while you sleep." He said back to me. I walked on over the bed, it was rather beat-up and old but I was too tired to care and fell asleep fast on it.


Chapter End.

Karichi wrote:

I only gazed not sure of what exactly I just witnessed, but as I saw him start looking around I hid myself fully behind the wall. I started to hear footsteps getting closer to me. My heart was racing "Surely he didn't see me? Did he...? I don't think so?" I thought to myself but then I heard a voice, I presumed his. "You saw the whole thing didn't you? We can't have that now we?" he said as he stepped in front of me. He then stared at me for a short while before speaking again. "Such a young girl... what are you doing out on a night like tonight?" "I uhh... was just looking around the city." I hesitantly replied in a whisper like voice. "Hmm, I may have use for you. You have potential girl. If you do not come with me though, I will kill you for that I can not allow you to tell anyone what you saw here." he said smiling at me as he pulled off his hood, revealing his long red hair and his pure black eyes. "What if I do run and get away from you...?" I asked. "It won't matter anyways. Your traces are here and you are like I. You will not be safe anywhere you go anymore. You do understand that right?" he quickly replied. I was confused by what he said, I didn't understand what he meant by I am like him.

This is my favorite part in this chapter.
Chapter 2, in need for chapter 2 o.o pwease.

good start for the story, keep it up! -cheers-

Chapter 2. The Capture

As a I woke up I heard rummaging of some sorts, to what I could only assume to be Belial going through the boxes. The rummaging stopped as I slowly opened my heavy eyes and strectched. "I wonder what he is doing? I think I will take a look." I thought to myself as I got off the bed. I started to hear a thumping sound on the stairs so I waited where I stood. "Karichi, I found a weapon for you." Belial walked over to me.
handing me a curved short sword I presume. It's blade is shorter then a average short sword, but too long for a knife. It feels nearly weightless, and feels perfect for my hand. The blade is a transparent black that I couldn't help but to find beautiful.
"We are going to practice fighting, hold nothing back." he pulled the other sword that looked just like it. "There is duplicates of this?" I asked out of curiosity. "No, these two are a pair but you have no battle experience. it takes much more concentration to dual wield. Do you think that now you have a weapon you are already a master? If you do, your end is near."

He said in reply. "I didn-- there is no way I can be that good, can I? I mean... honestly I've never lifted a weapon in my life!" I said in defense, trying to say I didn't think anything of that sort, but he started attacking me before I could continue speaking. "You shouldn't speak while fighting, it will distract you leaving you open!" He said as I blocked his attacks, but he swiftly flipped backwards while putting the blade behind his back. I intently watched his motions and he started to charge at me, so I brought the blade to my front and when he got near I went for a attack. Belial retaliated by jumping over my head, which out of instinct I rolled forward, "So fast!"
I said to myself outload while trying to turn as fast as I could, but I halted myself when I felt a hand at my shoulder. "Good attempt, Karichi, I'm surprised you evaded me like that. You still need to work on your reflexes though, you turn to slow after you roll, but you will get the hang of it surely." I looked down thinking of what I could of done better, unsure of how I could even match such speed. "Later today, you will be coming with me for real experience." He said while gazing at the stairs.
"Belial, what is your goals? I mean, you have to have a reason for doing this right?" I asked feeling as it was a good question for the moment.

"Well, remember how I told you we are treated like dirt? I want to make this world a better place for us Daemonus. I can't stand it, we are just like the opposite side of a coin, but those Etherian's treat us like this?!" He clenches his fist as squeezes as if he had a neck of someone he hated in his hands. "I will eliminate the Etherian officals and authority. It is the only way to make them reform their impudent laws! We are not filth! We are not mere worms or rats skewering around hiding for our lives! We are not mere murderers. We will not be eliminated, we will get what we want!" He shouts while expressively moving his arms.

"Wha... what no---" I try to continue speaking but Belial cuts me off. "Karichi, we move out." Belial grabs me by the arm and takes me upstairs. Before we exit the house he grabs his sickle and chain from the top of a box and puts it inside his coat. "A-- are you sure I'm ready?" I ask as chills crawl up my spine at the thought of real battle. "If your not ready now, then you will never be ready, the sooner the better."
His reply does not comfort me, rather it only made my fears much more apparent. We started walking back the path we took to reach the hideout. "Do not fear too much, young Karichi. I assure you I wouldn't be taking you after the top dogs first. I want you to experience battle by starting with the bottom of the barrel, the guards."
I liked at Belial as he said this.
"You know... I think I cou--" as I say this he cuts me off again. "Practice can only teach you so little, real battle hardens you." I look down chilled by the feeling that I may not be strong enough, and continue on with Belial.

As we continue to walk we get surrounded by 3 guards I presume. "Halt, turn yourself over and the consquences will not be so bad!" As one of them shout this, Belial seems enraged. "Thats as far from the truth as it can be. The truth is that no matter if we are captured or conform we will be sentenced to the same fate, death! I have no need for your lies. Karichi, you take the one infront of us, I will take the other two."
He says dashing at the opponets and I reply "Right, understood, Belial." As I run past the guard infront of me. "Running away already? Afraid for your life? How miserable." The guard says, but I ignore him, knowing he is just trying to unnerve me more then I already am.

After getting a good distance from the other guards and knowing it is just me and him, I taunt him. "Hey you! Mr.Big and ugly! Come and get me!" I shout at him as I pull out my blade. The plan worked, he charges at me and I prepare to roll and slash his leg. He rushes in for a thrust of his sword but leaving open his stomach so instead I roll and slash open his stomach. "Nice better then I planned!"
I think to myself excited by my sucess, but as I turn to look at the guard I see the blood flowing off his body. "You.... you... I will kill you!!" The guard shouts and charges enraged by his wound. Out of instinct I duck his strike and cut open the wound further with my weapon making it much deeper then before. I step backwards as the guard starts falling down. We both look at the wound I created to see his guts falling out of his body.
"You... will... pay.. fo--" the guard says as he dies, slowly but filled with anger. I can barely believe my eyes, afraid of what I have done at the same time I try to run, but I get surrounded by other guards.
"We have captured your friend, it is now your turn!" A voice from the crowd says. I try to slip on through but they grab me and easily overpower me. "No! Let me go! I must see Belial! There is no way you caught him!" I shout but the guards don't care, but they do respond. "Shut it girl, we do have him but the only thing you will be seeing is inside of a cell." I try to struggle but to no avail, all I do is waste energy and get more tired by the second. They continue to carry me a long distance me to a jail I can only presume.

Chapter End.

I will try and continue to add chapters weekly. Hope you enjoy this one as well. ^,..,^

Karichi wrote:

"No! Let me go! I must see Belial! There is no way you caught him!" I shout but the guards don't care, but they do respond. "Shut it girl, we do have him but the only thing you will be seeing is inside of a cell." I try to struggle but to no avail, all I do is waste energy and get more tired by the second. They continue to carry me a long distance me to a jail I can only presume.

It was fast turn of event but it's also makes me want to know more. I will be waiting for the next chapter. I enjoyed it.^_______^

Note - This chapter is will describe gore, you have been warned.

Chapter 3. The Execution.

The guards threw me into a jail cell that was barely enough to fit two beds into. "What is going to happen to me now?!" I shouted at the guards before they left. "Figure it out, Daemonus." one guard replied to me as they left. I paced around in my small cell waiting for hours but no-one came. "I wonder if they really did catch Belial. It seems to quiet for them to have... it's like I am the only one here." I thought to myself as I sit down on the beaten down bed. "It really is too quiet... makes me wonder why do they even have a jail? Maybe there isn't that much people to catch?" I kept pondering about why for hours until I finally heard footsteps. It was one person that was dressed in much more refined clothing with short white hair, probably one of those higher ups Belial talked about. "Your sentenced has been decided." He said staring into my eyes. "...What is it?" I asked hesitantly. "Execution. You will remain here for another hour as they set up the location." He said as he left.

I was sure he was chuckling as he left. "Execution? He has to be joking.... It hasn't been that long to decide such a major punishment. Yeah... he must of been joking." I tried to reassure myself. I paced for the whole hour until more guards came, which clarified to me that he was telling the truth. "No! This can't be true! Tell me this is a joke!" I shouted at the guards as they started opening the cell. "You expected something else, Daemonus? Listen. Do you hear anything? This is how we sentence all Daemonus like you." Belial's words rung through my head as they said this. "We are like treated like trash that should of never existed." I can't believe that I did not expect this sentence earlier. As enraged I became by this I could still do nothing, I was chained up and had no choice but to be taken away by the guards.

They took me on a path that was very familiar to me, it was the same path I ran down when I first met Belial. I intently looked around to see the last things I would see... the last time I would walk down this path. The streets were empty like that night, which led me to believe that this must be a public execution. "What other kind could it be? I am filth, trash, a Daemonus. Something that they will be happy to see gone from their lives." I thought to myself as we started to near the plaza. The execution site was set up right in front of the stone fountain, that seemed only more weird in the day then the night. A huge crowd was gathered to watch my execution. "Someone.. anyone... help me." I thought in my head, thinking that another Daemonus may be here, but I looked around again only to see how heavily guarded the area was. "I have no chance to be saved... no-one would risk their lives on a suicide mission. It would just be stupid." I thought to myself as they walked me up the ramp. A guillotine was set up in the middle of the execution stage, and near it was a rack with a cloth bag on it. The executioner walked over to the rack and threw off the cloth bag, which sounded like it was full of steel items.

The executioner removed my bonds only to strap me onto the rack."There has to be a little chance of survival! I will not give up hope." I thought to myself as the executioner started to open the bag. The executioner walked over to me with a knife and started skinning my right arm. I groaned in pain as even the air blowing onto my arm stung my exposed flesh. The crowd seemed to be enjoying my pain as if it was their favorite hobby. The executioner began to start cranking the lever on the rack which stretched my body in 2 directions.
The more he cranked it the more painful it was, until he stopped it where if felt like my body was going to be torn apart. I could only scream as he stabbed me in the stomach with the knife and twisted it."I will get you back... I will...somehow." I thought to myself as the executioner walked back over to the bag to grab a bigger bladed weapon. He walked on behind my and started to cut my arm off slowly. The pain was unbearable, blood flowed from the wound onto the rack, and the crowd cheered the whole thing on. "This is sickening, I am just like them, and they cheer like I am scum. No.... I am not the scum, they are! Everyone of them. How can they just idly stand there and watch someones suffering with pleasure?! Those "Etherians" are the true scum of this world! They will pay!" I assured myself out of rage. "Kill her! Kill her!" The crowd start repeatably saying while throwing knives, tomatoes, rocks, and whatever else they had at me.

Many of the objects missed, but enough hit my body in random places bruising me, and making me bleed even more. The executioner unstrapped me from the rack and bonded me again. "I will get my revenge... and it will be worse then what you do to me..." I groaned out in pain as he kicked me to my knees and tore off the back of my shirt. He then walked back over to the bag and picked up a whip and lashed it once at the ground making a loud cracking sound. He then walked behind me and continue to strike me with the whip until I could feel it hitting my spine.
He then picked up the weapon he cut my right arm with and slashed my left off as well. The crowd cheered loudly at my bloody state, then they started chanting "Finish her! Finish her!" I looked at the crowd and groaned painfully "You all will pay.... this isn't over... You will die.... I can't let it end like this... I won't let it... I promise I will get my revenge... somehow someway... I will."
The crowd responded to me amused by what I said. "You are the only one going to die! You can't do anything! You will just be a dead piece of trash soon!" they laughed out. The executioner dragged my battered body over to the guillotine and locked my head in into the device. I stared at my own blood on the ground which began to look as good as any other drink and decided to try and lick it for my final drink before I die. As I got one lick one lick of my own blood the blade of the guillotine came crashing down, severing my head. All faded to black, I could no longer feel or sense anything. The eternal nothing consumed me.

End.

Karichi wrote:

I stared at my own blood on the ground which began to look as good as any other drink and decided to try and lick it for my final drink before I die. As I got one lick one lick of my own blood the blade of the guillotine came crashing down, severing my head. All faded to black, I could no longer feel or sense anything. The eternal nothing consumed me.

Speechless

Chapter 4 Contract of Darkness

The same theme of chapter 3. (gore) is still in effect.



I found myself conscious surrounded by endless darkness unsure of where I was. "Is this what is after death?" I thought to myself staring around unable to see anything. The darkness lightened slightly in a direction revealing to me a silhouette of a person with glowing red eyes.
"Do you wish to slaughter those who have wronged you?" A distorted voice said coming from it's direction. "How does it know that? What is it...?" I thought to myself dumbfounded by it understanding me. "Do you desire to destroy everything? Do you want the power to make the whole world fear you?" It again said to me. "...Of course, what are you getting at...?" I asked to it out of curiosity. "Submit to me, your inner dark desires. Submit to becoming a hellish being... a creature of the night." The silhouette said as it stepped froward. The closer it came the more it looked like my silhouette made of darkness. "Are you... me?" I asked it unsure of what was still was going on. "We are one and the same, but I am also what you desire... the ability to live again, to slaughter, to create fear. Submit to me... to yourself, accept what you desire and destroy everything." It replied to me which was somehow so convincing, like a offer you just can't refuse, almost too good to be true. "I accept. I want to live... I still have unfinished business." I replied back to it. "The contract has been forged, awaken again and be consumed by your dark desires." It said back to me as it flew directly into my body, causing me to blackout.

As I started waking up, I felt my body reconnecting itself somehow. "Huh? I just died... what is going on? Where am I?" I thought to myself as a I opened my eyes. I looked around without moving my head to see I was in a white body bag with blood in it, likely mine. "I did die... it wasn't a nightmare... how am I alive?" I thought to myself, but then noticed the bag being opened so I shut my eyes and didn't move. The people carrying the bag put me on the ground and then started speaking. "Wasn't this girl in pieces?! She is back together now... What is going on here!" One of them said in a very surprised voice. "She is still as pale as any dead person, and isn't moving. Maybe someone did something to her body so it would not seem as disturbing. I mean, she still looks to be dead." another man replied. "I don't think so... something is really wrong here. Dead people don't just come back together!" the first man replied back.

"I bet she has no heartbeat, watch I will even put my head to her heart." the guy replied back and put his head to my chest. It was odd, I could hear his heart pumping so clearly but mine was not... It even made me desire his blood. "She is as cold as a ice cube." He said, but I could take my thirst no more and sat up, grabbed him, and bit his neck draining him of his blood. "It's delicious... but how am I drinking it so easy?" I thought to myself. The other two stared at me with fear, and one tried to run away. Out of instinct I chased after him. I ran much faster then him somehow, I wasn't this fast before. "What's going on with me? What happened?"

I thought to myself before I grabbed him by the arm and crushed his bones, unaware of my own strength. "I.. no, I couldn't do that before. Did death make me stronger?" I thought to myself looking around. I came to realize it was maybe only a few hours later since I died. It was night now, and only a couple hour walk from the plaza where I died. I knew exactly where I was. I stared directly at the man I was holding and said "Am I alive? Is this reality? Answer me or I will rip off your arm."

"Yes... this is real, you are alive. Look at what you just did to my arm!" The man stuttered out. I then ripped off his head with my hand and turned my attention the the third person. He was sitting on the ground near a wall in fear. As I got closer to him I realized who it was. "Talk about lucky, first I come back to life and second... I see you here, the very man who killed me. But this will be quite different this time, for I am the one who is to be feared and not you." I said with a voice filled with hatred. "I...you... I what is happening! You... you can't be real! Yes.. that is it... this is just a nightmare." The man said filled with fear as I knelled down next to him staring him directly in the eyes. "Right, you seem to be pretty sane. How about you tell me if this is real?" I said as a inserted my index finger into his stomaching, twisting it to make it all the more painful.

"Please... don't kill me!" He shouted out in pain. "Don't kill you...? Why should I not? You are the executioner. You kill people all the time and expect to be spared? How ridiculously funny." I said laughing at his face and ripped his right arm off, and snapped it in half before throwing it away. He screamed out in pain, pain that pleasured my ears, and me like nothing else had ever. "It... it was a job, a good paying job! No one else wanted the job so I took it! You have to understand that, don't you?!" He said clearly trying to convince me that his life mattered, well at-least to me it didn't. I just stared at him amused, laughing to myself. "I... I have a family! A wife and two kids! You have to understand! I was only trying to support them! Please... spare me!" He cried out, begging for his miserable life. "You asking the wrong person... You expect sympathy from someone you killed? You expect sympathy for how many people you have killed? Did you even once care about the people you killed? Did ever think about not killing them? No, it was all about the money. You don't care about killing the trash. Why? Because we are not people to you."

I said with a voice filled with spite and jammed my right hand into his stomach. "I... never thought that.. I-" Before he finished speaking I ripped out his tongue so he could speak no more. "Shut up, I want no more of your excuses. You sicken me. Remember what I told you before I died? Let's see if I lied, shall we?" I said and started to rip his entrails out just so they would be hanging from his body. I smiled as he moaned all loud as he could in pain. "Oh right, I forgot about your other arm! Let me have it, okay? That is a good boy." I said as I bit off his left arm. "You look like your having fun. Don't worry, this isn't over just yet." I said as I licked the blood pouring out of his mouth. He was clearly scared to death, afraid of me as if I was death itself, a feeling that I couldn't help but enjoy. I then slowly put each finger of mine one by one into his upper thighs, and continued to make more holes in his left leg. I made sure to avoid any of his major arteries while doing so. "As much as I would like to stay and play with you, I shouldn't. Guards most likely have heard all the screams and are on their way. So I will give you one final parting gift." I said to him as I ripped out his heart with my hand, and let it beat in my hands twice before his eyes. Before he died I shoved it down his throat giving him his gift. "I hope you enjoyed your gift hahaahaha." I said laughing and I ran off to Belial's hideout, the only place that I thought that might still be safe.

I reached the hideout in only a few minutes, my new speed was amazingly fast. It was hard for me to believe still, but I was glad for it. I opened the door and locked it and proceeded into the basement. I looked around quickly and saw it was how we last left it so I sat down and decided to take a nap.



Chapter end.

Please.... marry me....... this is awesome!

Karichi wrote:

Chapter 4 Contract of Darkness "Please... don't kill me!" He shouted out in pain. "Don't kill you...? Why should I not? You are the executioner. You kill people all the time and expect to be spared? How ridiculously funny." I said laughing at his face and ripped his right arm off, and snapped it in half before throwing it away. He screamed out in pain, pain that pleasured my ears, and me like nothing else had ever. "It... it was a job, a good paying job! No one else wanted the job so I took it! You have to understand that, don't you?!" He said clearly trying to convince me that his life mattered, well at-least to me it didn't. I just stared at him amused, laughing to myself. "I... I have a family! A wife and two kids! You have to understand! I was only trying to support them! Please... spare me!" He cried out, begging for his miserable life. "You asking the wrong person... You expect sympathy from someone you killed? You expect sympathy for how many people you have killed? Did you even once care about the people you killed? Did ever think about not killing them? No, it was all about the money. You don't care about killing the trash. Why? Because we are not people to you."

Love it. Keep goin Dark Frost Princess^^.