Demon in the Dark (Open)

[TheNiteSiren]

quivered in my white ceremonial gown. The room was dark, only the flickering flames from the candles I had lit illuminating the space. Time had come and gone, but nothing had ever changed in my life. As much love I had to give, no one was ever willing to give it back. I felt out of place in this world, a stranger walking with what should be "family". I had no place, no one where I truly belonged. It had all left this hollow ache in my heart, a tear that went right down to my soul. I couldn't do it anymore.

Three days ago I found an ancient ritual said to summon creature from the darkness. This was how deals were made and I knew exactly what I wanted. Death. I knelt in the middle of the room then took an athame and sliced through the flesh of my left hand, using the goblet before me to fill the cup with my blood. Once it was filled, I bandaged my hand, redundant as it was. I chanted the summoning spell then leaned forward, my dark hair laying like an ebony curtain before me. I wrote out the symbols from the book and prayed it would bring me the peace I so desperately needed.

As I finished the last of the symbols on the carpeted floor, they began to glow an eerie red. A window cracked open, letting in a breeze that tossed the slim material of my white gown about me. I looked around wildly, wondering where this dark creature may came from. "I summon thee to my side. Creature, make thyself known." I could feel this surge of power ebb through my veins, almost like a drug, sending me into a high that I never felt before. It had to work.

The floor creaked, causing me alarm. There was something in here but I had no idea what. "Hello?" There was a whoosh of air by my face and a vase tilted off my end table, smashing to the floor. Whoever or whatever it was, it was very fast. I could sense its power too, emanating in the air like an electric charge. Part of me was terrified but the other was relieved. Since it was so powerful, maybe I wouldn't suffer for too long before it ended my life. "Please....show yourself to me?"

 

[jc199123]

quivered in my white ceremonial gown. The room was dark, only the flickering flames from the candles I had lit illuminating the space. Time had come and gone, but nothing had ever changed in my life. As much love I had to give, no one was ever willing to give it back. I felt out of place in this world, a stranger walking with what should be "family". I had no place, no one where I truly belonged. It had all left this hollow ache in my heart, a tear that went right down to my soul. I couldn't do it anymore.

Three days ago I found an ancient ritual said to summon creature from the darkness. This was how deals were made and I knew exactly what I wanted. Death. I knelt in the middle of the room then took an athame and sliced through the flesh of my left hand, using the goblet before me to fill the cup with my blood. Once it was filled, I bandaged my hand, redundant as it was. I chanted the summoning spell then leaned forward, my dark hair laying like an ebony curtain before me. I wrote out the symbols from the book and prayed it would bring me the peace I so desperately needed.

As I finished the last of the symbols on the carpeted floor, they began to glow an eerie red. A window cracked open, letting in a breeze that tossed the slim material of my white gown about me. I looked around wildly, wondering where this dark creature may came from. "I summon thee to my side. Creature, make thyself known." I could feel this surge of power ebb through my veins, almost like a drug, sending me into a high that I never felt before. It had to work.

The floor creaked, causing me alarm. There was something in here but I had no idea what. "Hello?" There was a whoosh of air by my face and a vase tilted off my end table, smashing to the floor. Whoever or whatever it was, it was very fast. I could sense its power too, emanating in the air like an electric charge. Part of me was terrified but the other was relieved. Since it was so powerful, maybe I wouldn't suffer for too long before it ended my life. "Please....show yourself to me?"

When I was human I pillaged and burned countless cities to the ground. I've also killed many nameless men in the name of country and king while secretly enjoying it, their blood covering me and dripping from my blades. I was executed for my crimes by enemy countries who seen it fit kill their biggest threat. Now I roam an plain where I have to endure all the pain and suffering my victims had before I died.

There was a deal made with forces who controlled me. The only way I can have the suffering end was to be summoned by a ritual involving symbols and blood to be spilled in a goblet. If one were to summon me the would either want death or eternal life.Whatever the case may be I still win free to roam the earth free to do what I please without the threat of death.

In the middle of my torment I black out and see a beautiful girl with ebony hair chanting the spells to summon me to her plain.Then I felt a force pull me to her plain. I awoke to floating outside of her window. I opened her window then flew through so fast that there was a breeze. I quickly find the darkest part of the room to hide and test what my summoner wanted from me. While I was hiding I hear her ask me to show myself but the only thing she gets is question asking what did she summon me for?