Skipping ahead about thirty seven years, Sarah was completely healed up, she had even tried out for the assassin's squad, passing each test they gave with flying colors and only accidently killing one guardsman. She had been given honors of assassins, but it seemed nothing she did fixed the hole of love she had for Eli in her heart. She learned to hold it back though, and become one of the top assassins. Sarah even took over as a commander for the armies, mostly at Alyss's request that Sarah stay out of battle and simply make plans for defeating enemies. Sarah craved battle, and instigated it twice. Even against orders going into battle herself, until Alyss snapped her sister's blade in half and threw it into a fire pit. saying out loud. "I realize you crave to fight, but i ordered you not too. so until you find a new weapon, you are to stay here in the castle. you will have guards around you constantly to be sure you are not disobeying me again. is that understood, sister." Sarah would continue to growl about it. but today was special in particular. It was Sarah's fifty sixth birthday, and sin was about to teach her how to use a scythe as a weapon. "Down right up the leg. same on both sides." Sin sat in his wolven form, commanding Sarah as she used a normal scythe. "Someone is behind you, hit them with the blunt end of the staff." Sin commanded of her. Sarah followed all his commands without a single bit of arguement, for two days straight. Sarah decided to sneak off to the woods hearing the sounds of fighting. She hid in a nearby cave, and watched the area. Her eyes widened seeing a shadow demon, fighting against what looked to be a demon summoned straight from hell. "Come now doom. your blood shall be mine." the regular demon spoke. Sarah assumed the other was Doom. He shifted his form into that of a human holding a scythe. The scythe was blood red and the blade had four blades on it. Sarah stared in awe, watching the demon known as Doom finally attack and slice the other demon in half. Killing the other one. Sarah wrapped herself in shadows, as the one known as Doom came closer. "Show yourself, I know you are there shadow wilder." Sarah exited the shadows and stood before the man Doom held up his scythe. "Touch it pup." Sarah couldn't help but follow his command. As soon as her hand touched the staff of the scythe, a shadow surrounded her arm and crawled up her face. causing her to scream with pain. Her normally blue eyes, turned blood red. She collapsed onto the ground, her hand clinging to the scythe.
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When Sarah came to the next morning, she groaned and woke in her bed. Looking around, the scythe from last night resting against the wall. The white haired man from last night entered the room, with Alyss following behind. "Morning... Meister." He smiled and bowed to her. "I am Doom. I am a shadow demon born straight from hell. Lucifer's third son's child. And now, you are my Meister." He spoke, straightening back up. Sarah looked confused to her sister, who didn't say a word. "Meister?" Sarah finally spoke. Doom nodded. "Yes, you've willingly chosen to become an angel of death himself. Lucifer's third son. I am his fourth child. My brother Chaos is still Death's scythe for now. I am to be his next weapon, if i could have found a good Meister. and i have found one. have i not?" Doom paused, glancing at Alyss, then back to Sarah. "Listen, your blood is corrupted more so than your sisters. And her weapon is a hell of a lot more dangerous, than i am. At least i won't rot your insides out." Doom said feeling Alyss's burning gaze on him, blowing it off his shoulder. Sarah looked to the scythe, then to doom. "So what is sin? Is he like the fifth son of death?" Doom laughed and shook his head. "First son. Sin, Greed, Chaos, Doom, Destruction, Lust, Venom, and Shadow. Mind you lust, venom, and shadow was the only girls born to the family. Father stopped after shadow.." Alyss looked at him in disbelief that her weapon could be a son of death himself. "And what exactly does Sin feed from?" Alyss asked, Doom grinned, and without turning around said. "Sins of the heart, and of blood. He wasn't father's weapon for very long, sealed away by death and found by a Meister." Doom paused to shrug his shoulders. "I'd assume he was found by someone special to be unsealed from his tomb." Doom turned back to Sarah and crossed his arms. "Any more questions, Meister?" Sarah growled at Doom. "Call me Sarah, not Meister." Doom nodded his head, this he could agree to. Alyss grabbed Doom's throat and whispered into his ear. "If any harm comes to her, be sure you will die before anything. Is that understood?" She growled. Doom pulled her hand free and gave a grin. "An angel of death is immortal, even if she does some how get killed. Father himself would appear and shove her soul back into her body. Mind you he can't heal her wounds, she'll be left with scars. I would suggest finding a good healer that can remove scars." Doom explained yet again. Alyss nodded walking over and giving Sarah a kiss on the top of her head. "We'll speak of your punishment for leaving later. For now, get some re.." Alyss was cut off by Doom. "No rest for an angel of death. There are demons loose around this village. She witnessed it personally. I need over sixty two thousand demon souls and three witch souls in order to become Death's weapon." Alyss rolled her eyes and left the two alone.
Doom plopped down on Sarah's double bed, and propped his head up using his arms. "So.. Meis.. I mean Sarah. What do we do now?" Sarah didn't answer him. She plopped back covering her head with her blanket and groaned. "I'm going back to sleep, and hopefully your father kills me instead of letting me live." Sarah said, shifting her weight and turning her back to him. Doom shrugged and decided rest would be good.
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One heart, two souls. (Rated R)
FantasiaA child born between a succubus and a vampire. destined for great things. abandoned at the age of five, Sarah Elizabeth Malkov would learn so much more about herself in the rakshasa community than she ever thought possible. she was practically raise...