Oneshots in the Heart of Darkness

Demon and the Dead Whisperer

Unknown POV:
Necromancers play the dead like puppets, binding them to their will and obey their commands without question. A hooded Necromancer casts a ward from the center of a painted circle with various symbols that glow a bright green aura.

The hooded Necromancer chants very throaty hums while reading a book. The green glow starts to pulse at a quicker pace as an index finger reaches the end of the page. Once the spell was called, the whole temple room was engulfed in bright blinding green light that soon faded to reveal a six horned Demon.

The Demon stepped out of the green smoking portal as his flaming spear absorbed the green smoke turning it ember to power his weapon. He sighs at the sudden power surging from the weapon to his arm. He locks eyes with the Necromancer who stood with her staff next to her, she is silent until the Demon spoke. "Where am I, mortal?" The Necromancer answered; "In your ruin of a temple under Monstoros Mountain." The Demon looked around at the empty, ash covered room before saying; "Were your words not true...I'd of ripped your tongue out for speaking ill of my home. Who are you and why are you here? Did you think summoning me would earn you my favor?" The Necromancer spoke humbly; "No...my name is Daecilia. I didn't resurrect you for your favor...actually I'm here for you to serve me." The Demon gave a laugh of humor before saying; "You? Control me? Have you any idea who you are talking to? The Great Jorradon is no mortal's puppet, especially a novice of a Necromancer." Jorradon aimed his spear to thrust at Daecilia but was stopped by an invisible force. He grunts as he tries to push his spear; "Why...can't...I...kill...you?" Daecilia started to laugh before saying; "It's the bond! I raised you from death so you can't harm me...but why won't you follow orders?" A male voice spoke from behind her; "Because you performed a spell that was way above your class."

Jorradon looked over her head at the hooded man with three followers as Daecilia turned in shock. She spoke in fear; "Mentor?! How did you find me?" The hooded man said as he stepped closer; "The book you stole contains the souls of previous Mentors. I heard them all they way back from the Tomb. Now hand over the book or I shall do what should have been done years ago." Daecilia gripped the book and held it close to her bosom as she said sternly; "Never." The Mentor shot a green orb of light towards Daecilia who closed her eyes and braced for the hit. However, it never struck her which caused her to open her eyes to see the blade of Jorradon's spear blocking the orb from over her shoulder. The Mentor said with hate; "I see you bonded with the Demon but with your lack of skill he can only defend you." The Mentor nods to the followers who wield  their staffs and attack causing Jorradon to stand in front of Daecilia. He destroys their green orbs of light by throwing orbs of fire from his spear. The Mentor laughed again; "You can only defend?! How pathetic! Daecilia summoned a protector, not a warrior as you were before death!"

Jorradon was annoyed by the Mentor and questioned; "So I can only defend the brat, huh? Well then..." He turned and grabbed Daecilia by the wrist and swung her around to toss her at the three followers. They caught her before Jorradon lunged forward and thrusted his spear at one follower. The spear pierced the heart causing the follower to spit up blood. He pulled the spear back before swinging it over Daecilia's head to severe the other two followers heads. The Mentor remained before saying; "Not bad, but I can not die you fool! Not until a new Mentor is chosen to replace me." Daecilia said as she opened the book; "Yes, but you're not supposed to be in the same land as this book. Otherwise you'd be pulled in to be trapped with the other Mentors." She turned the book so the Mentor faced the pages before tendrils made of green light sprung out to wrap around his wrists and ankles. Jorradon watched in amusement as the Mentor was pulled inside the book, screaming with fear trying to fight the tendrils. Once he was gone, Daecilia said as she held the now closed book; "Burn it."

Jorradon asked in confusion; "What?" Daecilia said again; "Burn it. What we've done was unforgivable and without a new Mentor, he will escape in time. Burning the book to ash will bury the exit of the book so he won't come after us again." Jorradon touches the book with the tip of his spear that made it burst into flames. Daecilia let go of the book as it turned to ashes before touching the ground. She looks up at Jorradon before saying; "That settles that, I guess I'll take my leave." Jorradon asks as Daecilia walks away; "That's it? You resurrect me, make me kill those who wanted you dead, and imprison a man inside a book that is now destroyed. Only to leave now for some unknown reason?" Daecilia asked at the doorway; "Are you getting to a point?" Jorradon said as he stomped towards her; "Yes I am." A click is heard before Daecilia looks down to see a locket around her neck, she asks shocked; "What is this?!" Jorradon answered with a smirk; "That is a special relic used by Demon royalty, worn by slaves. So if a Demon came across a slave wearing the relic bearing my family symbol, they know who would be coming after them if the slave was harmed. You are mine now and I am your Master." Daecilia said; "But you are..." Jorradon interrupted; "Bonded to protect you, yes...but wearing the relic means you are under my magic and command. I did what you tried to do but without a spell." Jorradon walked to the entrance of his home before turning to ask Daecilia; "Aren't you coming? We have a lot of work to do if we are going to start my revenge."