Waglington: It All Started With A Cloak And Some Magic.

Chapter 63: Fused

I'm running.
My long black hair flows in the wind.
I laughed as a familiar looking blonde girl chases me.
I trip and hurt my leg, blood is dripping from the wound.
Unfamiliar voices are screaming.
They become clearer and clearer.
It's my family.
"Are you okay?" Matt asks Ianite as he helps her up.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine... Just a little tipsy.." She looks as if she was dying.
I scream bloody murder but no one hears me.
I wail as loud as I can and the only response I get is the sound of fire.
"STOP! PLEASE!" I screech. A figure comes behind me and places a hand on my shoulder.
I quickly grab the knife that's in my pocket and swipe it upside his arm.
"Wag!" Phil screams, he runs farther into the cave like it's nothing. Tom and Matt follow him.
He's laying on the floor, blood around him.
Phil put two fingers to Wag's neck, "His pulse is slowing down as we breathe." He picks his friend up and slings him over his shoulder like a sack.
I look at who I cut and laugh.
I laughed and laughed until there was no more air inside of me.
Then I stop.
A single tear runs down my cheek as I realize what's happening.
I get on my knees, apologize and scream for mercy.
He grins and throws his scythe over to a house that blows up.
I lay on my side, then something finally hits me.
"Damn, you heavy!" Phil complains as he carries Waglington. "Lol, you asshole, not I!" Wag mumbles while smiling. "Mother of god, what the fuck is he dreaming about?" Phil shakes his head and keeps waking.
Finally the 5 come out of the cave.
A big, black sphere is emitting from Ianite's chest and keeps growing bigger and bigger. "Uh, what's that and why didn't you notice it before?" Tom asked. A familiar red, ram-horned dragon flies over to the 5. With a poof, the ram turns into Lord Dianite. "Great, you're here! Can you tell us what the hell is going on?" Matt asked.
Dianite sighed, "Before Marcilin died, she merged her soul with Ianite's. The problem is, the two souls are not entirely fused..."
"So that means..." Phil stared at Ianite, who's purple hair turned darker and darker but still kept it's purple hue. Her eyes sprang open, one was her natural magenta color but the other was Marcy's lime fading into electric blue. "AHHHH!" Wag woke up screaming. Phil instantly turned motherly, "Shhh... It's okay..." He cooed while patting Waglington's back.
Wag looked at Phil weirdly and kicked his gut. "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING?!" He yelled.
I got up and grabbed his neck then laughed at how he shrugged. Suddenly, a sharp pain hit my heart.
I look down to see a big hole.
I laughed some more then drop him, he was struggling to stand up.
I look behind me, she stares at me, eyes wide with fear. She tries to run forward but I yell at her to stop. I keep grinning as she breaks down into tears.
It's the end for me.
"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!" Matt panics. "Stop panicking, we can solve this problem by-" a shot of light came out of Marcilin/Ianite's hand and hit Dianite, he was fine but out cold. "Hello..." She grins.

Heyo! Sorry I'm l8 again... So I have to ask you guys something, what would you like Ianite/Marcilin's name to be and what do you think she/they should look like? It doesn't have to be a short comment like, "hot, pretty, evil looking, Ialin." Because I'm not going to read it if the comment looks like that. I know I'm sounding a little too bossy on this small thing but it's kind of important to know what a new villain that will be kept for more than a couple chapters look like. I'll draw the winning comment. Have fun and be as specific as you want!
-Cake