Hunting for former friends (Mysteria)

[NPC Zeapon]

“Orange was it? Not a bad choice child” Zeapon would look at the fireballs, the yellow and red ones would fade, Leaving Just the blue and orange fireballs. The orange would engulf malek’s hands it would scorch his hands slightly as the fire seemed to be absorbed into the hammer. Giving it an orange glow. At the same time zeapon would move his hand into the blue fireball and produce a blue flaming scythe in his hand.

A grin appeared, if anyone was to look at the two weapons they could instantly notice the scythe was burning at a much higher temperature. The heat would Cause waves that could be visibly seen. With his free hand he gestured to mysteria as the arms would move her right next to malek. He would then slowly walk to them.

“The game is simple boy. What would you do to save her?” holding onto the lance on myst side the color would change from a pitch black to red as it began to burn her. Listening to her screams Zeapon showed a sadistic smile. “Would you torture her to give her a chance at life? Or should I just slowly burn her to death?” letting go of the lance the color would turn back to black though there would be a burn mark left there cauterizing the wound. Moving his scythe next to the half broken mechanical arm Zeapon watched as the heat would cause the arm to slowly change color before the fingertips slowly started to melt. “if you would do anything. Pull both spears out. Hit her with that hammer of yours, until the glow vanished. And don’t think about pulling your punches, if you do it’ll only burn you more. If you drop that hammer I’ll take over except with this scythe of mine.”

If Malek hit Mysteria with her hammer it would leave burn marks on the part of her body that was hit.

[Mysteria]

Mysteria clenched her teeth and threw her head back. Eyes wide with terror and pain as she felt the spikes through her shoulder and side become uncomfortably hot. Her teeth clenched holding back another scream as Zeapon spoke. Her mind rushing with adrenaline and thoughts of torture played out before her very eyes. She wasn’t a fool, nor childish enough to ignore his taunts. Her gaze darting to look at where she felt heat touch at her side. She bit at her lower lip, forcing herself not to scream before the god of death.

Her eyes pulsing between being serpent like and normal. Her teeth almost biting through her bottom lip with the pain shooting throughout her body.

‘ I told you, that you were going to die one day. Fate can not change that.’ A familiar voice spoke within her breaking mind, torn between reality and being unconscious. Her heartbeat racing and throbbing within her chest like a drum. The sensation of breath on her face… The smell of roses and honey. Fate. He was taunting her. The god she once followed without question, now taunted her tormented thoughts. His creepy smile being what her third eye could see and remember. His touch on her shoulder, causing her to flinch. The memory of his betrayal fresh in her dying state of mind. The smell of blood thick in the air as she felt the heat press her skin once again.

Her eyes wide, glazed with hallucination stared over at Malek who held his hammer. The white’s in her eyes slowly becoming red as blood lust began to take over. Her only real hand began to turn, her fingers becoming black claws as her hair began to move on its own. Mysteria’s eyes illuminating a purple glow as her hair began to wrap around the arms that held her.

“ Damn you and your tricks! “ Mysteria hissed, her voice sounding more like a growl. “ Yes, I messed up all those years ago. I was a child, foolish and naive enough to believe in the promises of gods! “ Mysteria continue to spat, her hair curling around the hands that held her in place while her eyes continued to glow. “ Your dear caster taught me that lesson. When she tricked me into doing it. If I had known the cost, I would of never said yes! But no, you deities don’t like telling mortals the whole truth. “ Mysteria hissed, her hair pulling at the hands to try and break herself free. Each strain glowing the same hue of light violet that gleamed from her eyes. Her skin quickly becoming speckled with black and purple scales, while horns began to protrude from her skull and curl like a rams. Her body starting to take partial transformation.

[Malek Naritoloth]

Malek tried not to scream out in pain as the fire engulfed his hands. He looked at Zeapon and then back to Myst. He knelt down to pull out the spears when Melania spoke. He didn't have to look to tell she was transforming. Malek spoke to her, in a calm but shaky voice in their native tounge. "Melania please calm down. I believe you. You have been through enough. Do not kill yourself trying to fight a god. Please. For me. Just remain calm, I will try to make this as painless as I can." Malek yanked out the spears, dropping them onto the ground. Malek raised his hammer and started to whack Melania with it. He would try his hardest avoid hittiing vital areas to hard however and specifically stayed away from her head and arms. While Malek hit her he softly spoke to Melania in Kray, telling her to remain calm and that it would be over soon. Malek found it as stranger than anyone how he seemingly turned from wanting government kill Melania to trying to save her. He could only assume it was the child part of him that never died, and the want for the truth. The truth of his clan's demise.

[NPC Zeapon]

Zeapon smiled as he saw the scene unfold in front of him, Seeing the glow from the hammer stop he moved right next to them and spoke.“To beat a person halfway to death to save them, isn’t that Ro..Man..Tic?” Finishing the last word, both Malek and Myst would both be sucked into another illusion. They would both see Zeapon floating sideways facing them respectively. His eyes might as well been hollowed as they saw two pitch black pupils seem to stare at them both.

Malek in the illusion would see Mysteria, still restrained though a new change would occur with her, he would see small lights 5 in total seeming to appear on Mysteria’s body as she screamed and struggled. Snaps and cracks could be heard as heard as the shadow restraints began to stretch and constrict her. The lights on her body shined as if responding to the restraints, next thing Malek noticed, Zeapon had appeared next to him “I told you what happened if you held back” Once he finished speaking flames would erupt from those five spots. At that moment Mysteria would look at Malek, Mouthing “I’m sorry” the restraint and flames would suddenly vanish as she fell to the ground next to her. Zeapon would vanish as well. A few moments later once Malek blinked, Mysteria’s body would vanish. Restrained in the air again this would repeat endlessly as he watched mysteria die 100s of times every way different from the last.

Mysteria on the other hand in the illusion, would watch as Zeapon using the shadows would pierce Malek from the the sides, creating a X on his back as they turned into chains which wrapped around him. Zeapon’s voice could be heard “This is how it ends child, everything and everyone you come in contact with will never be safe.” The tone then changes to almost a joking voice “Why let those close to you to die? Why not just die yourself?” Once that was said she’d watch as Malek’s head rolled towards her, chopped off by the shadows, blood could be seen dripping onto the ground as a shadow in the shape of a scythe was next to the body. As the head finished rolling towards Mysteria it began to speak “y..Your fault. After trying, To save you. I..should had never tried.” Once it was said Zeapon appeared floating next to her “Poor child, he just wished to Re..scue.. you…” As his voice faded off the illusion would break.

Once they both shook off the illusion Mysteria would feel a sharp pain across her whole body. A pool of blood would had continued to form under her, Puncture wounds, claw marks, and burns would have been seen on her body. “Took you both long enough. Did you both have fun?” A piercing noise could be heard as Zeapon stabbed into Mysteria’s side. “A gift to you both” Zeapon imbued the tainted demon stone into Mysteria before the restraints threw her at Malek. Turning to face them a orange flame would envelop the hammer. Chuckling as he spoke “Save her if you wish, You should know what to do with that hammer, she’ll bleed to death if you don’t cauterize the wounds” With that the sky reappeared as Zeapon vanished.