The Role of Mages

Screwed

" You....were with Calgarin?"

" y.....yeah...." I look away guilty.
" FOR WHAT?!" Aster snaps, his axe appearing in his hand, his eyes full of genuine rage.
" Aster!" Celiest glares at him.
He growls and his axe vanishes. Celiest turns back to me.
" What did you guys talk about?" He asks me.
" well....he asked how I was doing....amd I think he.....mentioned someone who was here before me....like you guys mentioned before! I think though....." I respond, looking at the ground.
" continue." He says.
" I think he said that his name was Nyx." I respond.
" oh...." Celiest looks at Zero.
" I'll tell him." He says and walks up to me.
He takes a seat a chair, everyone else does this as well.
" His name was Nyx Scarlet. What was ironic is that his least favorite color was scarlet red. He was an 18 year old fire enchanter. Had brown hair, red eyes, light skin and a tattoo of a cross on his left elbow." Ryland hands me a photo.
The photo shows everyone, included the boy named Nyx as they described him. They were all smiling and were sitting on some rocks.
" he's the one who stole a camera from earth and insisted that we would take a picture." Achned looks down as he says this.
" he was a newbie like you....and a pretty good kid. Respected everyone, knew what to say, always looked at the bright side when needed, did very well in training combat and in controlling his element, selfless, funny, and not useless....the only kid I could stand...." Aster mutters.
" Everyone loved him. You could say he was....irreplaceable." Celiest adds.
" he lived with us for five years....then one day...." Zero swallows.
" Nyx and I were exploring an abandoned building for Aro's disappearance. At the time, I didn't know that my demon side had plans with Nyx. All it took was for me to drop my guard for a second and he took over. He made me watch....through my own eyes....completely mutilate him....." he hesitates.
" watching him twist and turn to get away from me.... every cut.....and as he screamed louder and louder as I torn his spine out......" He turns to Samus, telling her he's done.
" we then searched for them since they had been gone for a lot longer than we were and you can the figure out the rest." She finished.
I was lost for words.

After we sat in awkward silence, Celiest broke the silence.
" unfortunately, things like that happen all the time. Everyone in this world is a killer so, sadly, most of us have at least killed an innocent similar to that at least once." Celiest informs.
" and it will haunt you for the rest of your life." Zero adds.
I swallow nervously.
" well since we have that out of the way, what's your beef with Calgarin ?" I ask.
" let's put it in simple terms." Celiest says to the group. Celiest goes first. 
" he betrayed and Mercurius and I  many years ago." 
Zero goes after him.
" he forcefully ripped out my tail 10 cycles ago."
" cycles?" I ask.
" you know how humans can live up to 100 years. 1 cycle equals 100 human years." Achned explains.
" Oh ok." I say.
" he's part of the reason why my adoptive sister died." Ryland says.
" his taunts piss me off." Aster growls.
" ditto." Samus says.
" I was friends with Celiest and him for many years. Then we kinda grew separated when he betrayed us." Mercurius says.
" I don't really have any beef  with him. " Achned finishes.
"Wow...." I say, for lack of a better word.
" Kyoto can you come over here for a second?" Aster asks.
I stand up and walk over to him.
He stands up and socks me in the face. " that's for getting to know him. " he growls.
" it's not like I wanted to! Nighttail came into my room, in the middle of the night, minding my own business!" I yell at him.
" ok geez." Aster sighs.
I giggle slightly.
" shut up you little shit!" He glares.
" oh go easy on him, ghost pepper sauce for blood." Samus spits.
"Whatever bitch." He hisses.
" well, I'm tired and going to bed." Ryland walks upstairs.
" I'm going to do the same." I say.

I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I gently close my eyes and fall asleep.

I wake up suddenly to a hand put forcefully against my mouth. My eyes shoot open from the impact and I freeze at what I see.
Black eyes instead of white with split silver pupils.
" there's something he didn't tell you." Demon Zero looks at me in the eye, his face a millimeter away from mine.
"That I only let him see what I allow him to see and that he's scared shitless that he'll kill the same way~." He purrs.
" allowing me to control him and watch me kill you, unable to do anything to stop it~."He chuckles.
My eyes wide with fear as tears form in my eyes.
"Well since the secret is out," he pulls out a knife," why but have a little fun~." He smirks.
I whimper and struggle to get away from him.
" now...where can I mark you?" He asks. He puts the blade against my forehead. I instantly freeze up as he scrapes the blade against my skin but, but, not enough to break the skin. The blade moves to my cheeks, my ears, my eye lids, my mouth, he lifted up his hand when he moved the blade to my lips.
"Oh there are so many places I could mark ." He chuckles.
"Or down here." He moves the blade against my neck, to my collarbone, to my chest, my arms, arm pits, hands, fingers, wrists, then back to my chest,with my clothes still on, ribs, abdomen, sides, hips, he stops at my crotch.
" I could mark there." He mutters, his hands clasped so hard around my mouth when he reaches there, his nails dig deep into my cheeks. The tears refuse to stop flowing from my eyes.
" moving on." He moves the blade down my thighs, my knees, calf, ankles, feets and finally toes.
Or so I thought.
He quickly flips me onto my stomach and moves the blades onto the back side of everything.
After he's done he flips me back on my back.
"Now that I've looked, I've made my decision."He lifts up my shirt, revealing my scars from when I was killed.
"But first.  Let's have some fun." He lays the knife onto my slash wound and forcefully cut it open.
I scream from the horrible agony only to be muffled by Zero's hands.
He then sinks the blade into my gunshot wound. I end up scratching his wrist and scream just as loud.
" and now for the first mark." He leaves a horizontal cut on the left side of my collarbone.
After he's done, he heals all three of my wounds, but the metallic smell of blood still remained in the air and on my bed.
" as long as I can heal these wounds, I can leave as many marks as I want." He licks the scar on my collarbone.
At this point, I was to broken to fight back.
" I look forward to my next visit." He lets go of my mouth and gets off me. He walks over to my couch and passes out onto the couch, his hair turning back into silver from pitch black.
I let out a loud whimper, curl up into a ball and tremble uncontrollably as I cry myself to sleep.