Beneath The Darkness

Memoriae

    Shadow

    Sigrún and I were running through the forest hand in hand, enjoying the summer day. When we arrived at the waterfall fed lake the villagers told us about we stripped down and jumped in. As we were playing around in the water I pushed her against some rocks, I pressed my lips against hers. I moved my mouth down her neck slowly kissing until I got to the crook of her neck nipping it slightly with my fangs. She moaned lowly in my ear as my hand slid below her waist and began playing with her slit. A small gasp escaped her lips as my fingers enter her. I start rubbing back and forth inside her and she leans back baring her breasts to me, so I dropped my head down and began assaulting them with bites and kisses. I take my fingers out and position myself at her entrance.

    ''Pillage me, oh mighty vikingr warrior.'' she growls. I'm about to push inside her when we hear the sound of metal scraping against stone from behind the waterfall. ''Hymir, what was that?''

    ''I don't know.'' I swam over to the waterfall and notice a small cave behind it. I swim back towards the shore. I grabbed my pants, put them on and draw my sword. I walk over to the cave and go inside. I quickly scanned the cave and saw a wounded wyrmling the size of a wolf huddled against the back wall. When it noticed me it turned its head towards me hissing and trying to breath fire on me but only managed a couple puffs of purple smoke.

    ''Sigrún, bring some food and cloth here.'' I called out lowering my sword.

    ''What is it Hymir?'' she asked as she entered.

    ''An injured wyrmling. Probably abandoned.'' I said. ''Distract it with the food while I try to bandage its wound.''

    She circled around to its head trying to soothe it. With its attention focused on the food Sigrún had I walked up next to it and began looking at its wound. There was an arrow lodged in its scales at the base of its wing. I grabbed the arrow with one hand and quickly pulled it out, then pressed the damp cloth against the wound. The wyrmling whipped its head in my direction growling and tried to bite me. Sigrún pulled its head back in her direction, ''Shh, little one. I know it hurt. But it will feel much better now. Hymir, we can't leave her here. She'll either starve or be killed.''

    I know. But it's not like we can do anything more for her. She belongs with her parents, her own kind.'' I said.

    ''Well, how about we take her with us. At least until we find her parents or other dragons.'' she said.

    ''A dragon? You want to bring a dragon along with us on our mission from Havi?'' I asked astounded.

    ''Hymir, you know as a valkyrie I can't bear children. We could take her with us, and when she's old enough she'll be able to shift into a human form. So then we just tell people she's our daughter.''

    ''But how much longer until that day?''

    ''Judging by her size, a couple months I'd say.''

    ''Okay, and what do we do until then?''

    ''We'll stay outside of the towns and villages until then. Don't you want that chance, that small taste, of raising a child with me?''

    ''Of course I do. But is this really-''

    ''Hymir, do you love me?''

    ''I would walk straight into Hel for you.'' I looked into her pleading eyes. ''Fine. But what do we do about the village we're supposed to stay in tonight?'' As if she was listening to our conversation, the wyrmling started to grow smaller until she was a new born baby in Sigrún's arms.

    After the initial surprise, Sigrún said, ''I guess that solves that problem. Come on, let's get back to the village and get some changes of clothes for Runa.''

    ''Runa?''

    ''Yes, Runa Hymirsdottir. That's what I decided to call her. You got a problem with that?''

    ''Of course not, my love. It's a beautiful name.'' I pulled my beautiful family in close to me and kissed both of them. After leaving the cave I whistled for Muninn, who landed on one of the large rocks in front of me. ''Muninn, fly back to Havi and tell him that we have found and adopted a dragon.'' He nodded and then flew off.

    The sunlight shone through the curtains. Malice ground her p***y into my leg and let out a moan in her sleep. Misery stirred and kissed my neck, ''You think she'd be mad if I got her to c*m in her sleep?''

    ''I think she'd be mad that you didn't wake her up before making her cum.'' I said

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    Jenny

    After having studied the books on magic theory and applications for the last several months, I started to understand the concepts. I began to awaken the witch bloodline that everyone kept telling me I had. I was moved from the magic fundamentals class and placed in the advanced witches class. Things began clicking with me as if I had known them all along. I returned to my room after class and pulled out my mothers book and reread her note. 

    'Et Requiem Tibi Avaritia' 

    I spoke the words out loud and watched as the letters started to rearrange themselves into another book.

    Jennifer, you're reading this because I'm dead. Don't worry, it was all according to my predictions. As I watched you grow up I realized I didn't want you to be part of that world. It is a dark, vile, disgusting world filled with the worst people imaginable. Unfortunately because of the deal that was made it's not possible. So I decided to seal your powers away until a time that you could see and decide for yourself whether you wanted to be a part of this world. Trust in the Sins words, they know this world better than anyone. Listen to Shadow, I promise he's not as bad as he seems. And be kind to Avarice, this is the only life she's ever known.    -Fury

    A young girl once told me that I should write down the things I could remember about my past so one day I could recount them to my children and grandchildren. So I should start at the beginning, the day that my life was saved. 

    I never knew my parents. I grew up in the care of the church in our town. As I got older strange things began to happen around me. They started out small, objects moving when I'd reach for them, to pushing people across rooms. The nuns said I was possessed by Satan, and they tried to have me exorcised. When that failed and my powers got stronger and more varied, the townsfolk called me a witch and had me arrested and sentenced to death. I was eleven years old. I stood at the stake, in front of the entire town, stared into the precipice of my demise. I stared out at the crowd of people and noticed two people I had never seen before. I looked at the small girl standing next to her father, and my eyes met her shimmering purple eyes. She looked up at her father and held his gaze. They began moving through the crowd towards me. Guards moved towards them. When they met a sword immediately came out the back of one of the guards. The man then extended his hand towards another guard and his blood poured out of his orifices. The girl, being smaller, ducked under one guards legs cutting the back of his knees causing him to kneel before plunging her knife into the back of his neck. The townsfolk began panicking and running for their houses as the pair cut their way towards me. They reached me on the pyre and the girl cut the bindings off me. They brought me back to their camp outside of town, where I was given clean clothes and hot food.

    The girl watched me the whole time I ate. Her eyes were a dark shade of purple, they shimmered like the stars and glowed like there was fire behind them. A large raven covered in runes landed on the mans shoulder. He turned to the girl and spoke to her in a low voice in a language I didn't understand before walking back towards the town. The girl pulled a knife out and handed it to me before pushing me into the tent. She sat outside by the entrance watching as the sun slowly set. She was tending the fire when she suddenly stiffened, she motioned to me to stay where I was and stood. Ten men with weapons came over the horizon.

    ''Those demons and that witch are here. We must kill them.'' One of the men said and the others shouted in agreement. She hissed at the men and rushed them before any could draw a weapon to fight. After the initial surprise of being attacked they rallied again to fight the girl. She held her own against seven of the men without a weapon while three of them started coming towards the tent. When she noticed the men close to the tent she disengaged the men she was fighting and dashed towards them cutting them off before they got to the tent. She curled under her cloak and started to grow in size before a dragon exploded out from under the cloak. Her dark scales shimmered in the fire light, she roared then breathed black flames on the men. I watched as, instead of the men being burned by the flames, their skin turned black and began melting off their bones. The ones that weren't caught in the flames began backing away before turning and running. For such a large creature, I was surprised as the dragon quickly cut the runners off and began tearing them apart with her claws and teeth. When they were all dead, the dragon turned back into the young girl. She walked back towards the tent naked, and I noticed that she had tattoos of scales on her arms and runic script across her torso. She mostly ignored me when she came back in to the tent to get new clothes. After she redressed, she threw a cloak at me and began packing the camp up.

    While we waited for the man to return, I could hear screams and shouts coming from the village. The screams coming from the town stopped and an orange glow came over the horizon. The man returned after the moon had reached its peak. Wordlessly the girl stood up and followed the man away from the town. When I didn't immediately follow they stopped and she asked me, ''Are you coming?''

    I followed after them, I don't know why. Maybe it was because they saved me from burning at the stake, or that they protected me from the townspeople that wanted to kill me, or maybe it was because for the first time in my life I felt wanted. Whatever the reason, I'm glad that I did. They took me into their family and treated me as if I had always been with them. They gave me a new name in there native language, Móðr. They helped me learn to control my powers and trained me in old world magic, called seiðr. They taught me so many things I never knew about the world and brought me into the world of daemons. They helped me get into contact with and learn about my witch heritage. Over the years that I travelled with the pair I got to learn and experience so many things that I never thought possible.

    By my eighteenth birthday Runa, the dragon girl, and I had fallen in love and had begun courting each other with our intent being to spend the rest of our lives together. It was very exciting, and a new experience to the both of us. We covered each others back in every confrontation we encountered. When I ascended on my twenty-first birthday Runa was allowed to attend the ascension ceremony. After the ceremony Runa and I returned to the camp, where a couple was waiting for us.