x You x

You are bored. You are over a friends place and they are talking eating pizza and your friend Kayla rants about her newest failed boyfriend. You roll your eyes. This is boyfriend number.... honestly you have forgot. Bored out of your mind you notice your bag in the corner and a thought pops in your head. The book.

You hadn't continued reading it. The first entry baffling you more than you ever thought possible. But it seems to be calling to you.

You feel like you're in Jumanji the book is literally calling to you. Though unlike the famous movie you don't hear beating drums. You hear ragged breathing. Short breaths sound continuously in you head. Like the author- this X, was running or in pain while writing.

Against better judgement you retrieve your bag and dig in the bottom for the small and mysterious leather bound book. Your hand finds it and you pull it out. You glance back at your friends. None seem to notice you don't participate in the conversation though as your eyes flicker over them you notice something different about one of them. You look back to Kayla as she speaks. A strange thought pops in your head. 'Have her eyes always looked a bit purple?'

"Witch," You mumble to yourself. But Kayla hears.

"What?" She asks confused.

You blink at your surprise at being heard.

"Did you just call me a witch?" She huffs. Her eyes seem to glow more now. Or is that just your imagination?

"You would be able to keep a boyfriend if you stop acting like one," You say quickly. Your other friends laugh and you give a smile to go along with it. While Kayla takes a sip of her drink.

You wait until you go unnoticed once again before you slowly open the book.

My story is long. So I'll spare you. Things only got interesting about a year ago. The day I was captured to be exact.

So you know how you mortals have that movie The Little Mermaid? So in it there is crab named Sebastian who follows Ariel around for her father. I have my own version of that. His name is Midel.

He's a spirit not bound to the Spirit Realm and in life he was a friend of my mothers. So now and then he comes to aggravate me to no end about my life choices. Then he goes back and report to my mother. Seriously I'm not a kid anymore!

I do my best to ignore the balding ghost as he floats next to me. I stare at the ground stomping as I walk toward my destination. The portal.

"Where are you even going!" He shouts at me. His face turns a bit red and he tries to look mad and fierce but it doesn't fit with his ghostly and pudgy form.

"I'm going places," I grumble. "Now I suggest you leave now before I banish you!" I shout. Some others on the street send looks my way but it's not uncommon to see a Necromancer shouting at ghosts, though to others it is a person shouting at an empty space.

Midel straightens and his pale skin turns a bit redder. "Listen to me young lady! You will only anger your mother and she will come here herself!" He states clearly pleased with his comeback. I push him out of my way and keep walking. I have a mission. And I can't have over protective spirits stop me from doing my job.

"You're going to a mortal tavern aren't you!? Xila! Please-"

I turn and glare at him. "I told you never to call me that again. I will banish without a second thought if you dare call me that once again," I say my tone an icy cold.

"Sorry. X or Alix I'm sorry," He says quickly. "Eyes." I blink shaking off my anger. Another one of my demon traits. My anger often triggers my demonic powers. My wings will sprout and my eyes turn from their reddish brown to a full crimson red.

Even here in the Outskirts I'm not safe. The Outskirts are the places in between Realms. Think of it like the highways you mortal have. Many outcasts come here but, a Necromancer and a Demon is very dangerous.

Midel calms slightly. "I will take my leave but, I'm telling you something is wrong. Do not go to Mortal Realm. I sense something is wrong."

"You're a Witch. Something is always wrong." Midel only shakes his head before disappearing. I smile to myself and pick up the pace walking faster down the dirt roads. I walk further until I come to two guards blocking the rest of the road. A short line of people stand in front.

I look at my watch impatiently. It's almost 1:30 pm here it should be about 7:30 in the Mortal Realm if I have the right portal.

I slowly make my way to front.

"Hey! Alix!" I glance up to see a familiar face.

"Sup, Dey?" I ask my Aie "friend". He comes and gives me a quick hug and I slip the pouch gold coins in his pocket as he releases me.

"Where to?" He asks with a smile at the new weight in his pocket.

"Mortal," I say simply. He nods and calls over to his partner who taps something into the keypad.

He nods at me and I take a step forward and close my eyes as I feel the familiar sensation of cold whipping air surrounding me. It all stops suddenly and I open my eyes to find myself in an alley. I nod once and set off toward my job, holding my long bag a bit tighter. I hate this bag. Why can't I just strap my sword to my back or my waist like in every other realm? No, mortals are so complicated.

I finally find a building that is perfect. I climb up the fire escape and wait. I just need to wait for it to get a little darker. While I wait I set my stuff up. I take off by backpack and grab some food. I eat as I take my sword and dagger out my other bag and begin to sharpen them. My sword is a pitch black leaf blade with a red hilt. While my dagger is pure bone, which I had carved myself. I then take out my belt and place my dagger and sword in it. Finally I pull up my hood and use my bandana to cover my face.

Time passes painfully slow. Finally the sky is dark enough to hide me. I stretch once before letting my brilliant black wings unfold. I flutter them a few times before taking to the skies. I fly as fast as bullet as I head to where I know my target will be.

I spot my target in the middle of the dinghy "park" like I know he will be. He's in the middle of a deal. Perfect. I fly straight toward them and then suddenly drop out of the sky forming a crater around me. I draw my sword as I calmly step out of the shadows. Both turn to face me. The smarter of the two runs. The other hisses and his skin ripples revealing scales and his eyes look more like silts. Fire comes to his hands. I roll my eyes and allow my wings to spread further. A bit of fear runs through his face.

"Who are you!" He demands. I say nothing and take a step forward my weapon ready. "What do you want? Money? I can give-"

"I have money," I state simply. "I'll have more once you stop breathing."

"I'll give you twice as much!" He shouts frantically.

"You're broke. I do my research." Seeing no way to talk himself out of this he throws two fireballs at me. One aimed for my face the other for my wings.

I quickly retract my wings and sprint forward. I slide underneath another column of fire before quickly standing and launching myself over him. He forms a ball of fire to protect himself. Amateur.

I smirk lowering my sword. The fire around him weakens as he is confused. I give a smile at the expression on his face as a skeletal hand grabs his ankle. Another skeleton appears, this one armed. The skeleton places its sword at the Relisk man's neck and

"Hey! Are you even listening?" You snap your head up from the book to see your friends staring at you.

"Sorry, what?" You ask confused.

"Are you reading?" Your friend Matt asks confused. "Since when do you read?"

"I've always like reading," You say defending yourself while placing the book back in your bag before anyone can question. You don't want anyone to see it. It is yours and yours alone. He opens his mouth to question you further when your eyes land on the clock. You groan and grab your things. You say a quick bye to your friends and scarf down the last bit of your pizza before heading downstairs and out the apartment.

You hurry outside and onto the sidewalk heading home only then to realize something. It's raining. You curse and reach in your bag looking for enough money. Thankfully you have some but, you'll be broke tomorrow. Or you can catch cold... Sighing you begin the hunt for a taxi. You finally find one as someone comes out of one. You give the cabbie your address before attempting to sit comfortably.

Your eyes land on your bag which is slightly open. You groan finding some of your stuff wet. Though miraculously the book is perfectly dry. You begin to hear the ragged breathing once again. You grab the book and open to your page.

The skeleton places its sword at the Relisk man's neck and I slowly walk forward raising my own. before he can make any excuses I nod and the skeleton slits his throat. The skeleton holds him in place as the blood spills. Once his breath stops the skeletons that I summoned crumble back into nothing. I smile at the job well done before grabbing my dagger and craving my trademark into his skin.

I clean up my stuff and walk out of the dinghy "park" and head down the streets. I walk aimlessly though part of me hopes to stumble upon a bar so I may congratulate myself. I hum as a I walk along when something freezes me in my tracks.

A large surge of raw energy and power. I shoot to the skies in search of the power surge. I come to a forest and silently land. I walk through in search of the energy when I lose track of it completely. I begin to draw my sword when something strikes my back. Pain erupts and my vision starts to darken.

Shit.

You stare at the book in shock when you notice something. 'When did you sit on your bed?' You put the book down confused. Where you really that absorbed in it, that you don't even remember getting home?

You shake off the feeling and begin to organize yourself. Though you notice something as you pass your mirror. You look back in quickly. Only a trick of light. But, for a moment you were sure... You just need sleep you decide. You get ready for bed before laying down.

Though right before you fall into sleep an image of a girl flashes in your mind. She has cocoa colored skin along with straight black hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her eyes are a light brown with reddish flecks. She wears all black and a bone dagger is strapped to her hip and a black sword is strapped to her back. though strangest of all are her large black wings.

Though she had not been previously described to you, in that moment, you know something about this girl. She is X.

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