Twilight
#1 of The Reaper
! Disclaimer ! This thing is MINE, MINE I TELL YOU !!!
-slaps himself-
Sorry 'bout that. This thing is owned by Kael and Xix.
Oh and btw there's a little vulgarity-smuck so BEWARE...of the coarse language.
Twilight.
The Sun's warm, full light melding with the cold, lonely moonlight.
A deafening clap and he was in the air, the clouds of feathers rained down and landed in the serene garden.
He flapped his wings and sailed off from the Garden of Malecta, towards the city, the place where he would find his mortal body.
The cat, the angel, the demon, that was flying through the sky, his name was Xix.
His fur was as black as coal with natural highlights of white.
His eyes, as bright and deep as the sun. The color was like an opal, yellow with swirls of gold.
The reason he was out in the sky, the reason he spread his scaly devil wing and his feathery angel wing, was that he was looking for a mortal fur to possess.
He was assigned to protect, protect one who needs help.
He soared over the seas, over the mountains, finally to the city.
His job was simple, pick the saddest, most hurt teenager and help him. Help him get a good life, help him be happy.
His body perched into a crouch on the bell tower. His face was just as angelic as it was demonic. Staring at the apartments and judging the emotions for someone hurt.
It was easy since a small, 12 year old boy was crying in his room. His name was Kael, he was a mouse. He had fluffy white fur with black highlights and crimson ruby eyes.
Kael was in love with a timber wolf, Jacob, the wolf was Kael's extended family, and Kael loved him with every hair on his body and every drop of his blood.
He was just on his laptop and he was fooling around with Jacob, they were to a point where they were messing with sexuality and Jacob said the two words that pricked at Kael's head like a knife.
' I'm straight '
Kael was crying into his pillow, hushing the sobs from his parents, almost everyone knew that he was gay at school, he was avoided and lonely. He had friends,
but most of the school would avoid him like he had the plague.
He was alone, sad and crying in his bed. Perfect for Xix.
Xix took to the air and sailed to Kael's window, "Do you need help?"
Kael stopped crying and looked at the being perched on the window sill, Kael jumped of off his bed in surprise, "Who are you?"
"Santa Claus , now do you want help or not ?"
"Yes...I do..."
"What's wrong?"
And so Kael told Xix about what happened, about his love and his life.
"To make it possible for me to help you, I need us to become one." Xix said as he got off the window sill and into the room.
"Us to become one?"
"For us to merge."
Xix slowly summoned a transformation circle and did the necessary preparation.
"May I start?"
Kael just gave a weak nod.
' pennae of fortuna quod pactum of cruor , pactum of Nex est perfectus. lux lucis of crepusculum ero exspecto in , ergo sudo protego.'
The spell of two worlds joined together, it echoed in the heads of both of them and then it stopped.
They were in one body, The features of Kael's body were slightly changed, his normally short hair was now in bangs and his red eyes now mixed with a golden yellow. His body was more muscular and he was taller.
And his face was different... Angelic and demonic, his features were beautiful but how the expressions were sly and crafty, he was now with the body of the half-blood Xix.
They were one and they would protect each other till the death of one would let the other live in this form, as a fallen angel.
Their minds were linked, one knew what the other was thinking and they knew each others hopes, dreams and wishes.
Kael slowly made his way into his bed and slept, he needed rest.
Blood pacts tend to make you very tired.
He was falling through a cold harsh darkness. Its world was black and simple, like a canvas. Empty except for morbid drawings of masks and books, of scythes and skulls and things so twisted and deformed
the mortal part of Kael's mind was scared, this Nightmare realm that he was falling through, that in mere seconds he would hit the ground and die in this apocalyptic hell. That his death would be here.
The ground raced closer but at Kael's back, two wings erupted and he gracefully soared to the ground and landed on his feet.
The ground was ashy and the sky was painted in hues of black and red. The rivers where smoky and misty, filled with the greed and the sorrow of life.
The sad depraved animals here were thin and dark, their eyes glowing in colors inhuman to all. Their body was covered in cracks of blue and red, the eerie glowing made it seem that there was a star
in them, the light shining through the cracks. The misty world was writhing in pain and the patch of land that Kael stood on rose and moved, towards a castle of spines and scales.
The castle was dark and made from spikes, the surface was scaly and it looked as if it was made of boiled plastic.
The earth moved closer and closer to the door and it opened slowly. At the door was a cloaked figure, the hood covering his face, a scythe in his paw. His other paw moved up and removed his hood.
At the place were his head should have been was a morbid mask. It was white and long with streaks of red and eye slits that were long and thin, it had teeth that were overly long and the cheeks were sullen.
The figure reached his hand out and Kael grasped it. The touch was cold and sent fear down Kael's spine, he felt helpless. Lost.
He woke up.
It was 6.30 am. 30 minutes before he was supposed to wake up.
Kael laid in bed panting, he just dreamnt of Xix's home, Malecta. He gave a shudder at the thought of the mask and got up to go the bathroom to wash up, he could never go back to sleep at this time.
He dragged his feet to the bathroom and looked himself in the mirror, he noticed his changes with a shock.
His mind had fused with Xix, so had his body.
"Dude ! Why the fucking hell didn't you tell me I'd look different ?!" Kael argued with Xix in his mind.
"I didn't know." Xix answered with spite.
"So what do we do ?"
"Call it a new look ?"
"We're on shaky ground."
He got downstairs and fixed his breakfast before dressing and leaving a note on the counter saying he'd already left, he got to the lobby and walked away into the cement jungle,
towards his first day of being half-immortal.