Jack's POV
I watch as the horrible thing we all know as the head of the council leaves the room. My attention snapped back to Mark once the door is shut.
"You're putting not just yourself at risk, but our child as well." Mark says tears welling into his eyes as he looks into my eyes. I could practically see the emotions swimming in his mind; fear, pain, and worry.
"I believe in you." I say without explanation placing my hands onto his cheeks letting my thumbs wipe away the slightly gray tears. For once I noticed it wasn't just Mark crying. Dark was too.
"W-What?" Mark asked his voice slightly hoarse from the sob stuck in his throat.
"I believe in you. I believe in us we can get through this. I believe you can take control of Dark without my help." I say with a small smile even though I can fell the hopelessness inside of Mark's chest. Even then I allowed myself to feel one thing I know well with my light magic. Hope. I know Mark felt it too. Even if he felt so lost I will be the light in his darkness because I love him too much to let his darkness consume him.
Two elderly women walk in they both look like twins with a slight sea foam green glow. "It is time for your healing to take place." The one on the right says. "You will fall into the same dream." The left one says. "Or memory." The right says. "Are you ready?" They both ask. To which I nod, Mark just stays mute as he helps me into his bed. I could tell doing this much hurt him horribly, but he hid it from me. He laid down next to me holding my hand while the two women put us to sleep.
Third POV
As both Mark and Jack fall into a deep slumber their minds end up being sent to the Demon Keep. They are left unseen from the other demon's as if they are protected by a spell around them. They see multiple demons some of people they know, and others they don't really know. A force pulls them towards a noticeably small home that seemed to be horribly torn up. From the window you could see inside Dark was laying on a mattress that was most likely ripped to shreds from his own claws. Dark closes his eyes, and soon everything fades to black. White lights flash, and when the light calms down Mark and Jack realize. They are inside Dark's memories.
Dark's POV(hehe -u-)
I watch as the moon shines on this disgusting place I have to call a home. I may be only 5 years in human years, but I have seen some shit. I have a staff stuck below my heart, and I'm leaning against a tree waiting to die. My parents where murdered only moments ago since they were not picked to be bonded, and since they saw me as the reject child they wanted me dead too. I hated watching the life slowly drain from my Mother's black eyes. She wasn't a strong demon, but my Father was. It didn't matter much though because once he saw Mother dead it had broken him. Demons mate for life kinda like the stupid soul bound crap the humans do. Except we don't die when our mate dies we just grow numb, and more mean. Most demons become Dracule when this happens. I never got too know much about them because my parents believed I wouldn't need to know since I wouldn't end up like that.
(Random A/N, but I'm curious. Does anyone with a lot of stress kinda lose hair, and it tangles real bad with your alive hair? And it's not enough hair to make me bald [got thick hair for days...], but it's just a lot of strands. I don't know it's weird.)
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a green flash above me in the tree. I closed my eyes expecting for someone to finally end this ridiculous game that is my life, but instead I hear someone's voice.
"They really did a number on you didn't they?" Someone said with a slight smirk. I open my eyes to look up at a green haired demon with on green and black eyes. He had small green wings which meant his power were locked away.
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Magic Bonds
FanfictionWe all know what dark magic can do to people. There is only one city in the entire realm that has both Dark, and Light magic users living in peace. But there is only one problem. The most elite school for young magic wizards has just started letting...