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Re: KTC's Whacky Short Stories

Subject: Re: KTC's Whacky Short Stories
by KTC on 2009/7/8 3:45:54

Number four. Bloody four. Four was bad luck. Four meant death and lies. Four conspirators, Ma, Pa, Alicia and Devin hid the truth. Four long scars for her first attempt to freedom. The Sword of Shadows, an ever hungry monster of four syllables, constantly screamed to be fed. The soul, a four letter word, suddenly became everything.

When the swordsinger touched the handle of the fearsome blade, she instantly understood how many lies were fed to her. The legends were wrong: the blade feasted on any type of souls, not just demons. When it couldn't get any souls, it devoured hers, its newest meal.

But Rhen fought the blade every step of the journey. She will not become a mindless slave to the sword. She would not be enslaved again. But the grim swordsinger knew she was fighting a losing battle. The blade with over 4000 lost souls was simply too strong and hammered her increasingly battered defenses. Even when Rhen was not holding the blade, it tempted her goading her feast on her companions. How could she win?

Four long agonizing weeks later, Teijal approached the human. Her whole demeanor was uncharacteristically serious as she spoke softly to the young woman. "I know your burden."

Before Rhen could reply, Teijal continued. "In your current state, you are a liability. How do you expect to win against Ahriman if less than all of you is in the fight?"

The swordsinger slumped in her seat, denial dying away on her lips.

Teijal sat down in front of the human, her voice lowering. "I can help you, but you must trust me. I cannot tell you what I will do as you will not like it. Will you?"

Rhen looked up into the vampire's eyes, looking for something. Why should the human trust her? Than again, what choice was there? Teijal was right that the swordsinger wouldn't be much use in the coming battle. Frowning, the woman nodded. The vampire smiled faintly in approval. "Whatever happens, don't give up alright?"

Before the human could respond Teijal pressed the blade of the Sword of Shadows into Rhen's hand cutting her.

Immediately, Rhen felt her defenses crumble under the sword's onslaught. She ripped the blade away from her hand and stood up with a wild look in her eyes. Rhen stumbled back, but the sword laughed as it clamped on her soul. She fell to the ground screaming. Shredding, tearing, the sword was feasting on her!

It was a strange feeling to feel your body and yet not seeing the physical world. She could see her body slumped on the ground but the soul did not wonder as she fought the Sword pull. The Sword of Shadows' true form was a raging void full of half eaten corpses and shadow. Long dangly limbs pulled at the human, its many mouths giggling to find another unwilling meal. It would enjoy digesting her so much.

Suddenly, the woman felt something grabbing her and wrenched her away from total oblivion. It pulled her behind it as it snarled at the void, challenging the hungry beast. She is MINE

She knew that voice. Teijal!

The swirling void laughed at such a pitiful claim. Rhen was its latest 'master', it was free to do whatever it wanted with said 'master'. Oh sure, it could be very agreeable if it was fed, but the stupid weakling wouldn't allow that! No, she tried to control it! This was unacceptable. No, the human would pay with her soul.

While the creature laughed, Teijal crouched, her eyes glowing red. The vampire began to unlock her constraints around her own beast, her own hunger. To fight a soul eating beast, one must be a soulless monster. Her glowing eyes turned black and her skin turned a shade paler. She moved as if she was sluggish and tired, arms to her side.

Her voice dropped an octave as she taunted the laughing void. "You're such a coward to pick on MY human. Why don't you try me hmm?"

The void stopped laughing and glared at the tiny women. If the foolish pale thing wanted to be crush so easily, than so be it. It roared and lunged at Teijal. The vampire waited until the last moment before she fully slumped to the ground. A huge pale creature flew out of her body and crashed headlong into the void making it roar in surprise. The monster stood ten feet tall with a massive fanged mouth, long toned arms with clawed hands, and glowing black eyes. Snarling, the beast sank its paws deep into the void and yanked out huge fistfuls of corpses. The void screamed in pain. It was losing souls! The souls it devoured in the past were ripped from its darkness and sucked into the gaping maw of the creature. The void tried to grab the beast, but it was to quick. The void finally cried out in surrender.

This was the sound Teijal was waiting for. The vampire gritted her teeth as she pulled her unwilling beast back in within her, to control her hunger. It snarled and fought back but it was useless against the vampire's pull and soon the creature disappeared back into Teijal's body. The vampire stood, glaring at the cowering void as she snarled again, "She is MINE, and unless you wish a rematch, you WILL obey her understood?"

The void moaned and disappeared back into the Sword, quiet for the first time in centuries.

Turning around, Teijal bent low to the weak human's soul. Rhen stared at her with horror and shock. Her voice was lost for the moment. The vampire tentatively reached out to touch Rhen's shoulder, fully expecting her to pull away. What she didn't expect was Rhen jumping and wrapped her arms around the vampire, shaking. Teijal felt out of her depth but she muttered quietly, "You don't belong here on the spirit realm Rhen. Go home."

Rhen felt herself slip away into welcoming darkness.

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The human awoke much later to the sounds of a fire crackling, her hand bandaged, and a strange empty feeling. For the first time in weeks she felt light and free, albeit tired but free. "I'm sorry for the way it was done, but it was necessary human."

She turned her head to see Teijal sitting near her, staring into the fire. "What did you do?"

The vampire shrugged as she explained. "My mission. We vampires knew you would have difficulty controlling the sword since it was notorious for eating its wielder's soul, a nice tidbit left out of the legends. I was to ensure you will be able to control it by any means necessary."

"But what was that...thing you..?"

Teijal turned to look at Rhen. "It's a soul retriever of sorts. You humans got it half right when you call us bloodsuckers only we devour blood and souls. Blood is to nourish the shell but souls are our real diet. From souls we get our abilities and unlife. The more we devour, the more powerful we grow. For some vampires, we hunger so much it becomes its own entity that needs to be controlled. That thing you saw was my own little beast who can be such an annoying pain when it wants to be. A manmade souleating beast cannot win against a real monster born among death. I simply showed what would happen if it continued to defy your wishes."

Rhen nodded slowly as she felt her eyelids droop. Goddess she was tired and hurting. She felt aches and pain in strange places, like something held onto her too tightly. But she had one more question buzzing in her brain and fought to keep awake.

"Why did you claim me as yours?"

The vampire smiled showing fangs. "I am a very possessive and protective monster with powers to boot. What better way to scare another beast than to claim ownership?"

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So.....does this make any sense at all? XD

It was suppose to be for independence day, but was delayed due to some idiots.

I was mixing concepts from Soul Calibur, Soul Reaver, Hellsing, and my own reasonings. (Soul Calibur=soul eating malicious sword, Soul Reaver = soul eating vampire, hellsing = the 'beast within vampire idea,')

Hopefully something worked :3

Oh, and the whole 'four=bad luck' is from chinese superstition It's like how 13's a bad luck for westerners.