(This just what I thought of when I was role playing with my friends and this is not really related to their Oc's, it more of mine.)

This abt one of my Oc, Dark Fire. If you've read The Elementals on my reading list then you know what I am talking about

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I was threatened in every chance that I got. First was that... that device. Restricting every magic that I do, only allowing the simplest for me to do, they just want me to feel weak.

I can't tell the others, they already had suffered enough. The worse was El, I couldn't hangout with her, or even ask her on a date.

She just smiled and left to do a mission when I was free. Those... leaders, they don't care, they just want me gone.

It was the last straw, they already hurt of the groups working for them, even my own brother is part of this. I just-

I received a letter, El wanted just want to meet me after work hours. I was surprised, she never asked like this, well it was sometimes but it would be me and her, chatting on the food stalls. Laughing and smiling.

I went to the park, she sat under a huge tree. I have been to many missions, trees are just trees to me. She pulled me next to her under the tree. We watch the clouds go by, this location was peaceful.

"Do you like it?" I turned to look at her. Her smile made my heart flutter. "Yes, El. Feels very calm." She looked at me and kissed me. I couldn't help it and kissed back. She moved away and both of us blushing from what just happened.

"I- uuhhh-" I watched El try to compose an explanation. I rested my hand on her lap, "I have feelings for you too." She only smiled and brought back the kiss.

They have told me that my time here was over. We flew down with some messenger of Deimos, the leader of this Realm. Well, it will take awhile for me to write again, they said about practicing my powers.

That's what they said, and this controlling of power is annoying. It won't do what I say, lucky for my brother. Deimos just looks disappointed at me, that's just

It's been awhile since I wrote something here. My body burns as hell, it literally feels like it. Just too much magic inside me. I just wanted to be dozed with thousands of water. My left is seeing fog. No, fear. It's all over the place. I've been bedridden for the past two days.

I was given a suit to make me function like before. Deimos was impressed, she gave credit to me but it feel comforting. Me and Fury. I mean Smaog, walked to the edge of the realm. I used my left that was created out of dark magic to destroy the walls.

I've been fighting against the Elementals. I smile when they get frustrated losing. The biggest difference is El. She looks..... different. She seems brave than before, she even uses the ElementalFire. I can't even use that sword, it burns like crazy when I touch it. We met face to face, she only stared at me with hatred in her eyes.

She is my enemy, why would I give her mercy. They always call me, Disaris or Black Dragon. Their meaning is just the same to me.

The sword and I connected easily. It's magic flowed like a river to my body. I met El again, she said cruel words to me. Nothing wrong, just that I injured her. She screamed in pain, she groaned and gave a silent scream as blood poured out of her wound. I only walked away.

I think my heart hurts when she finally stabbed me, the joy when she thought she killed me. The ElementalFire just gave a light aura to me. I tried to remove the sword away. Once I did, my mind became fuzzy. The last words that I remember saying was, "What.... Have.... You.... Done..."

I was chained all around my body, Deimos looking at me. She knew me and Smaog has failed the mission. She only tormented me with the sword, placing it in a stone in front of me, the stone sucking all the power of it. Along with mine.

How am I able to write all of this? I kept my note near me, using my magic to put what I am thinking to this journal. I heard footsteps. Tried getting up, but falling to my knees right away. My mind isn't clear, I shouted at whoever it was, standing with the energy left, to let me out of this stupid prison. Crying blood, not to mention coughing out more than crying it.

"Dark?" I looked and it was El. A girl, T something pointed at the sword. She gave me the same look before, the hatred in those eyes. I just watched.

"Why would she leave... this person, here?" The girl went towards me, lowering herself for me to look at her. "Can you answer it to me?" I just replied, "I just... want... out..."

El swung her sword at the chains, breaking it off. I fell to the ground, try to reach the sword before everything went black.

It was just a week before I can write again, seems that El, the new leader of the Elementals, was enjoying reading this thing. I was introduced to the sword again, it gave me the strength that I lost before. El doesn't trust me, must be me tormenting her about that time. They allow me to wear some type of clothing that can me move. Well, I have too much magic inside me as they put it. Reason why can't walk or even talk.

She stared at me for awhile, "Checking me out?" She coughed while her group laughed at my question to her. "No, you just have something on your face." She blushed, madly. I wiped if there was anything but nothing. "Just like the haircut? Or the new scars that gave to me?" She mumbled something. "What was that?" "Your scars..." She quickly walked away after that.

I knew she still likes me. Well when we are in a room together, I make her embarrassed more. Until she had enough and kissed while pinning her on the wall. Couldn't help but to kiss back, roughly. She pushed me away, "Will you stop?" I smiled at her and whispered in her ear, "Maybe if you don't give me a cold shoulder." She started to cry and pushed to the shelf of the storage room. "I can't trust you anymore, after you almost sliced me in half. How can I trust someone like you, Black Dragon." She fast walked her way out and all I could do is just watched her walk away.

Ever since that day, I've been avoiding her. She didn't even dare talk to me. At least I have the sword and this note. Oh and they gave me an recorder, just to talk about my day, and it can type the words I say which pretty cool at least. There was a knock on my door. Opened it to see El standing there, "What?" She sighed, "I just want to say I am sorry. Avoiding me is already hurting me already." I looked away and she made me look at her, tiptoeing since I am taller than her.

She kissed me, hugging my neck as I help her up while kissing her back. And....

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Erm, does this work? I don't know how Dark uses it. But since whoever is reading was just surprised with the ending. I had to remove them and Dark just agreed. So... the past days we were fighting against Deimos. And she found out how to stop Deimos' army to each here, all of them.

*Sounds of sniffing can be heard*

I tried to stop her, but she pushed me aside. Deimos used her own sword against her and stabbed her in the side. But she gave great damage to the gem that was opening the portal. It sucked all the Dark Magic Users back inside the realm and even the leaders. Dark slowly went down, blood dripping so much. The sword even started to rot, turning to dust. I-I just watched her, slowly dying.

I just wanted someone else to do it, not her. I just wanted to make up the years that she lost in that realm and how much we fought against one another. I pressed on her wound, it was huge. I-I felt her h-hand touch my face. I rested her head and a rock nearby. She chuckled, spilling out some blood, "What is with that face?" "You are dying, right now! Don't you know that!"

She wiped a teardrop off my eye, "Don't want to see you cry. It just makes this sad...." "It is supposed to be sad." She scoffed, her eyes slowly closing, "Don't... really... to feel my... immortality to be... over." She pulled me closer to her and kissed me. Until she stopped breathing on my arms.... I- she couldn't- I shook her making sure she wasn't dead.

It was two weeks ago. Turns out, I was invited to her family's traditional funeral, they called it Day of the Fallen. One of her siblings, I think it was Death who went next to me, comforting me. "I am sorry, but at least you can celebrate with her family too." I asked him, "How do you get over it easily?" He only sighed, "It is hard, even Death weeps over their lost one. This will be the hardest to move on but at least we can talk about it?" I smiled at him and just took my day off from work.

This will be the last entry of this... journal and... whoever is reading this, sorry if this has to end like this..............