Blood splattered all over the walls, the decapitated skulls on the ground as I walk through this empty cyrpt which was once known as my home. "They killed you all," I wanted to scream. "All of you..." . The only thing left for me is sycthe and the broken locket my mother gave me. I held it tightly to my chest "Do not fear mother...if I do die from defeating this malicous souls I will see you in the clouds." A rain drop fell on my hand as if the sky were crying to me. A loud roar came from the woods next to my old home, I quickly ran and wisped out my sycthe. Just as I suspected a little girl soul running from a demon with a skull and muscular blood red body. "LEAVE HER ALONE!!" I shouted as I sliced it's arm off. The demon yelped in pain. The little girl trembled her short blonde hair soaked by the rain, dark blue eyes frightend from the demon. "Honestly," I said sounding like i'm the queen bee. "You are really pathetic for trying to eat a little girl's soul it's bad souls like you who disgust me, now you shall pay the price." I tried aiming for the demon's head but instead of cutting it, I cut myself. My white tank top bloody my black skirt ripped. The demon gripped my body in what felt like a straight jacket type of way. "Let me go!" I shouted kicking and screaming, but the demon sqeezed my body harder into his hands. It felt like my bones were snapping in half, I coughed up blood and felt like I was going to die. As the demon was pulling me close to his mouth it suddenly let me go. I paniced to much to get up in shock, I looked up to a strawberry blonde haired boy with deep green eyes standing on top of the demon's head. He had saved me! What? Usually noone saves me. As I got up he started walking off "Hey!" I shouted. "Yo, Orange dude." He stopped walking, I ran towards him "Umm, yea you saved me." The boy looked at me like I was stupid. "I know I did." He retorted.
"Could you please tell me your name?"
"Why would you like to know?"
"Because, a-after all you saved me."
The boy glared, "If you want to know my name that bad then I will tell you, my name is Kingston. Kingston Bourff."
His name sounded familer to me. "Nice to meet you Kingston, I am Marceliene Evans, Soul and Energy Proctector of Soul Clan." Kingston didn't look amuzed infact he looked rather pissed than anything. "You do realize that I am currently busy and you are wasting my time so if you do not mind will you please get out of my way." He pushed me out of his way forcefully. "Wait!" I shouted, "If you are trying to destroy Vicious then maybe I could help you." Kingston stared, "Fine then Marca, you can join me but if you do anything stupid you are nothing but another target in my way." I froze, "Did you just call me Marca?"
"If I did I wouldn't be looking at you and you wouldn't be with me now would ya?"
I blushed then scoffed, "I guess not." As he started walking towards the forest I decided quickly to go with him 'It's him or nothing' I told myself quietly. As I threw my long black hair up in a ponytail Kingston and I approached another clan this was Star Clan. I had a friend that once lived here until she was taken captured by the Vicious. Kingston sighed. "What's wrong?" I asked him He just kept staring up ahead "Its getting pretty late." He stated, "Maybe we should find somewhere to stay." He turned around,"You do know how to make a fire right?" I could feel my eyes get all big, "Uhh...." He snickered,"Well, don't just stare at me with those big red eyes, do you or do you not?" I could tell he was getting impatient 'This guy is starting to piss me off alot' I told myself, "Yeah, I guess I could try to make one." Kingston smiled abit, "That's what I thought." and turned around. I was never taught to make a fire in soul acedemy I thought that element was banned for good. But instead I tried to build the fire. That's when an idea popped in my head "Black magic Crackal!" and Bam! A fire appeared. "So your a magic type too?" Kingston asked anxiously. "Kinda, actually I am a sycthe master along with black magic." Kingston nodded, "I see, I am exact same except I am protector of all clans." I was confused, "So, your a guardian hm. I was kinda hoping that you were like some normal guy just trying to get laid or get a girl. Kingston slapped his forehead,"Why the hell would I do that? How old do you think I am like 16? Um hella nah I am only 13." I could've sworn I about fell in the fire. "There's no way you are really 13 because you look older besides you being short." He just shook his head, "Marceliene you are a complete fool, I didn't reach my growth spurt yet," He laughed, "Be glad I ain't some shota or loli because if I was I probabley would've jumped off a building, well goodnight I am tired besides we have a long day tomorrow." Kingston then passed out. "Okay I guess I'll go to bed too." I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep.
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Death and Sycthe
Fantasy15 year-old Mareceliene Evans was just a normal soul protector that was until she met Kingston a 13 year old guardian of life and death. But trouble occurs when demons appear and start eating people souls. Can Mareceliene, Kingston and Saphir stop t...