Lon is one of the Black Crimson's, they're the ones that are part of the dark side of the world. While the Kingsmen are on the light side of the world, it's not exactly split but they both have their own sides. Mandolin is one of the Kingsmen- was one of the Kingsmen.. I feel so much anger looking at Lon, the rage building up as I hold Mandolin's sword. As the flames on the sword keep sparking, I stab the sword into the ground.
"You were so composed and had assurance in your eyes when you looked at Mandolin, is it because you thought no one could stop you? Because you felt power?"
He looks shocked after I said that I guess I hit it straight on the dot. It's understandable though, I would feel the same if I met someone that suddenly was more powerful than me, it's in our instincts.
that's what I felt when I first met Lon. The power that he had; I couldn't even begin to believe that someone could be that much more powerful than a regular person. I honestly felt excited after jumping out of that lake.. am I out of that lake?I still feel like I'm falling deeper and deeper into that lake, I can't feel the outside world. all the emotions I've ever felt are flowing out. I hate him. I hate Lon, Mandolin is probably dead because of him, and I can't even say goodbye to all my friends and the people I cared about. My body hurts just thinking about it, but at the same time, I feel a sense of excitement. I don't know why I feel it, but it's like a flame lit inside my body. I'll keep fighting. I'll keep living!
As I stand there thinking in my head, Lon sees the opportunity and grabs his sword quickly and goes to slice me. I suddenly realize what's going on and I firmly grab on to the sword and cut his hand off.
After I cut his hand off, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. My body is starting to get sore and I'm sweating a lot, this must be because of the flames.I can't even think straight right now because of the heat, as I relax my muscles the flames start to disperse to my surprise. I'm slowly starting to understand more and more about how to control these flames, they still burn badly. I look down at the blade, 2 cracks are going through the sword, it might last a couple more swings. Lon forms flames in his hand which he then throws at me, I look around as it's surrounding me.
I open my eyes and turn around as I slash Lon and break his sword."...How did he know I was coming from behind?!" He falls to the ground and starts bleeding, as he falls the flames start to dissipate. I'm starting to understand, a person needs the physical and mental strength to keep the flames going, they also need the energy to use the flames, since they use our body's energy.
As he lays on the ground flustered, I grab my sword firmly and stab it through him without a second thought. I didn't realize what I did until I had fully concentrated, I widened my eyes in surprise to see him laying dead on the floor.At this point my flames had fully dispersed which allowed me to fully gain control, I frantically ran over to Mandolin and tried to find a pulse. ..He's dead as well.. I feel warmth though, there's a little spark of his flames left under him, I don't know why but I put my hand on it, absorbing the spark.
I fully stand up. 2 corpses. My mentor, and the person who killed him. what do I do now..?
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OverSoul
FanfictionColors of the rainbow, represent the emotions in our hearts. We're able to emit those feelings in physical form, an OverSoul. Our emotions are what gives us power, our power gives us the OverSoul, that's what made us what we are today. The OverSoul.