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Dark and Light
Chapter 2
Dreams

"The fear of the past, the demons in the future.
The Past will bring nothing but pain.
The Future will hold nothing but sadness.
And the present is the living hell..."

The storm was rageing, lightnings struck down in the horizon. And in the horizon there was a dark castle and next to it, a big temple, build of granite. The temple and the castle were the places where you could come and learn the dark arts, necromancy. In one of the towers there was a candle light, the candle wasn't so bright, but it didn't need to. The feline-canine hybrid sat on his bed, meditating. Small bursts of dark energy came out from him. The dark runes glowed on his wrists while he was breathing calmly. Suddenly his eyes opened and showed a pair of strange purple eyes. A lighting had struck in the nearby forest. A loud banging was heard from the door. A bored and sleepy voice spoke to the canine in the room. "Zachorias! Get to sleep now! Alltough you recharge your magical energy by meditating it doesn't mean that you should do it the whole freaking night!" Zachorias turned his head towards the door and replied. "Fine, even tough sleep is for the weak." The voice outside the door laughed. "For the weak? If you don't sleep you get weak and stupid. Now get to sleep!" Suddenly there was a sound like a door was opened, and someone yelled. "God damn it! La'ruz! Some of us are trying to sleep here!" The voice sounded like a male rabbit and he wasn't happy to be woken up in the middle of the night. "Sirke, get back to bed now! Unless you want another scar in your private." La'ruz yelled. The rabbit couldn't do anything else than to obey and close the door. "Now, Zachorias. Get back to your bed!" Zachorias had allready taken of his dark robes and had put out the candle with a simple ice spell. Zachorias sat on the bed, thinking how fast life had gone for him. Just four years ago, when he was fifteen years-old, he chose to become a necromancer instead of an apothecary, lik his mom and dad would have wanted. Zachorias' father had given him a present that day had made his choice on what to study, the present was a sword, imbued with magical powers from his great-great grand father who was a poor blacksmith but he had a loving wife and a good family, wich were the things he wanted most. He had created a few things for the next generations to use, what made the items so powerful was that his wife was a powerful sorceress and had enchanted them with magical powers. One of the items was a knife, Zachorias had given it to his little sister, Zasha. Another item was a sword, the sword wich had been leaning against the wall for a long time. Now struck another lightning near the castle. Zachorias sighed and began to sleep.

The dreams took him to the day he was cursed and blessed with the powers of the necromancers. He was sitting behind a stone block, in the Granite Temple where normal people would be marked with the symbols of the necromancers. He was there with several other who wanted to become necromancers. The high priest was chanting and the servants were holding in a small treasure chest. All who wanted to be necromancers were ordered to put their paws infront of them, wrists facing up. The high priest stopped the chanting and opened the chest. He held forth a dark crystal in his hand. Now everyone else began to chant in some weird language, Zachorias didn't understand one bit of what they said. The high priest walked to the first who wanted to be a necromancer. He held the crystal above the student's wrists and chanted. Suddenly from the crystal began to drow some strange black liquid. The liquid fell on one of the student's wrists, when the liquid had stopped to drop, the high priest held the crystal above the other wrists. While the second was beeing marked, the liquid in the previous student's wrists began to move. They moved, creating symbols and different markings, same thing happened to the second student, the third and everyone else. When all the students were marked, the high priest placed the crystal back in the chest and walk infront of the students. Then he and all the servants began to chant, in the same strange language. Suddenly the markings had began to burn the student's wrists. They screamed and yelled in pain. But the burning continued, the black liquid burned it's way under the skin. When finally the burning had ended, all the students breathed heavily. Among the students was Zachorias who had screamed with everybody else, now he looked at his wrists and the the markings were still smoking. He looked up at the high priest who had smiled when the students had yelled and screamed.

Finally the dream had ended and Zachorias woke up, he touched his wrists, the markings were still as fresh as four years ago. He touched the symbols with his finger. The area around the symbols were cold. Zachorias sighed and looked outside, the sun was rising outside the window. "A new day, some new spells to learn. Best to get some breakfast before studying. Today is Thursday, so it's curse spells today, fun." Zachorias says with a smile while he puts on his robes. While he steps outside his room he makes sure that he took the books with him. He looks around. "Hmm...Everyone else must've allready got up. Well, no sence wasting time." He says while he begins to walk down the dark corridoor. When he has gone past the fourth door from his room, a door opens. Zachorias stops walking and begins to observe who came out of the room.

A female vixen with dark purple hair color walks out . She begins to walk down the corridoor but halts and turns around. Zachorias looks straight into her dark brown eyes. Her paws begin to shake a little bit, her tail wraps around her right leg and she begins to blush. "Celine." Zachorias says without moving the point where he is looking. On the other hand Celine is is determined not to watch anywhere else except at the floor. "Z-Za-Zachorias." She mumbles with a very nervous voice. "D-did you s-sleep w-well?" Zachorias waited a moment before answering, still not changing where he was looking. "It was okay, I was in the temple again. So did you sleep well?" Zachorias asked from the shaking vixen who was still blushing but her tail was coming out of the twist around her leg. "Oh, i-it was o-okay." Celine said while trying to smile. Now she felt confident enough to ask a question from Zachorias. She whispered: "W-w-would you w-want to s-s-study with m-m-me later t-t-t-this a-afternoon?" She began to blush very deeply now. Zachorias didn't even hear what Celine whispered. "Would you like to eat breakfast with me, Celine?" Zachorias asked loud and clear, Celine couldn't believe it. She could feel her blushing leaving and her body taking over the shaking, Celine looked into Zachorias' eyes and answered. "Yes, of course I'd like to." Her voice was filled with happiness and enthusiasm. Zachorias smiled and nodded. "Good, I'll meet you at the training area, there are some good places to eat there." Zachorias began to continue walking down the corridoor, past Celine who was a little bit paralyzed from the questions Zachorias had asked. "How can he be so kind, I had problems just to talk with him and he talked with me without any problems. This is too easy, there is allways a catch or something bad's going to happen." She thought for herself, everything was too perfect, something is going to turn up. Suddenly Zachorias stopped walking and turned his head towards Celine. "Oh yeah, one more thing."

"Here it comes." Celine thought for herself while her ears began to fall downwards and her tail wraps itself around her leg again. "I allmost forgot, good morning and happy birthday, Celine." Zachorias said with a big smile and continued walking. Celine began to lean against the wall, her paws began to feel like jelly. "H-h-he remembered, I can't believe it, he actually remembered it. He's such a gentleman." She sighed the last words and she could feel how she was unnable to hold herself up anymore. She smiled and tears were coming out from her eyes. She touched her muzzle, the blushing had started again. "Damn it, stop that. I'm not a little girl who used to blush for everything, it was the old me, but now I'm gonna change, starting from this day forward I'm gonna be a totally different person and no one is able to change that!" She said loudly for herself. A horse with a couple of scars walked by and said. "Good morning, Celine." Celine blushed immediatly and her tail wrapped around her leg again. "Good morning." She mumbled back. "I bet he did that on purpose, well, time to go and meet up with Zachorias. He was so kind to offer me breakfast, best not to come late." With these words she began to walk down the dark corridoor.

Zachorias had allready stepped outside. "Damn, look like it's going to be a good weather today, couldn't it have rained instead? Well, no use whining about it, best to get working, with any good luck I'll find something good for me and Celine, wich means double the effort." Zachorias began to scan the surroundings for anything eatable, he noticed a wild rabbit in the bushes to his left. He began to chant and he lifted his paw. The symbols on his wrists began to glow, when Zachorias stopped to chant the energy bursted from his paw and hitted the rabbit. The rabbit looked like it had seen a ghost, the ears were lieing on it's back and the eyes were filled with terror. Zachorias had casted a spell to crush the soul, he held his paw infront of him and snapped his fingers and the soul was forced to leave the rabbit. Zachorias' eyes glowed a little when he killed the poor animal. While he was going to pick up the dead corpse of the rabbit, he saw another rabbit that had propably come and eat some herbs. With a swift paw movement Zachorias held a freezing, magical arrow hovering a few inches above his paw, with another swift paw movement the arrow had hit the rabbit straight through the skull. "No pain, swift death. Maximum joy for me." Zachorias said with a smile when he picked up the both dead rabbits and walked to the training area and tried to see if Celine had allready gotten down from the tower where the most students slept. She was standing at a bench near the bonfire. He walked straight to her and showed the rabbits.

"Will these do for a breakfast?" He asked while smiling to Celine who had begun to blush a little bit. "They will do nicely, thank you." She answered while they both sat down and began to warm up their rabbits above the open fire. They ate without saying a word alltough Celine looked at Zachorias whenever she had got enough courage. While they were eating, a group of high class necromancers came to the place. The rabbit, who most propably was the leader of the gang had a crimson red symbol on his chest. The female in the group began to smile while the group walked closer to Zachorias and Celine. When the rabbit had left the others a little bit further away from Zachorias and Celine, he asked. "You're Zachorias, correct?" Zachorias tought for himself that it's best to observe and do nothing, so he continued to eat like nothing happened. This was a big misstake, the rabbit punched Zachorias with a right hook so that Zachorias dropped the rabbit steak and falled down on all fours. The rabbit laughed and asked. "Didn't your mother tell you to answer when questioned? Guess not, brats like you aren't taught to have good manners." Zachorias touched his muzzle with his paw. "Blood. Perfect." Zachorias tought for himself while trying to stand up. "Look who's talking, you coming here just punching me like that, wich means that you have a short temper and you came in a group, wich means that you are WEAK." Zachorias said with a bored tone. The rabbit laughed even harder and he struggled to get something said. "Weak? Im ten times better than you, weakling." Zachorias was still not moving a muscle. "When was the last time I got bullied, who was the bully. Oh yeah, it was the bear who tried to get Zasha, what happened to him? I broke his back, his legs, his arms and pretty much his spirit. Would I want to do it again? Deffenetly. To this person." Zachorias waged the possibilities and his feelings. Finally he answered. "Hell yeah." With these words his eyes got a strange flame right in the middle of his eyes. He created a sharp dagger of ice into his hand and thrusted it against the rabbit.

Alltough the rabbits have fast reflexes he didn't dodge it since he was still laughing, but the laughter died out immediatly and was replaced with a scream of pain. Zachorias' ice dagger had inflicted a serious wound. While the rabbit was screaming in pain, Zachorias was still pushing the dagger deeper inside the rabbit's stomach. The rabbit quickly punched Zachorias so that he hit the wall, then he took hold of the dagger and pulled it out with a loud scream. "You god damn piece of s-" The rest of the centence was interrupted by a puke of blood coming from the rabbits mouth. Zachorias who was still in a little pain because of the hit on the wall, but still he began to smile and laugh. "You should have been faster, not only did I hit an important organ but the dagger was dipped in one of my poisons and unlike most poisons that tend to be fast and painless. Mine is the opposite, slow and extreemly painful. The last ten minutes of your life are going to be a living hell." Zachorias said while trying hard to hide his laughing. The group that had come with the rabbit ran quickly to their leader and began to carry him to the infirmary. The females gave Zachorias cold looks and wished him dead. While the group was carrying the rabbit who was still pukeing and screaming in pain, Zachorias picked up his dagger and made it dissappear into the thin air. "Wasn't that a little too much?" Celine asked with a slightly shocked tone. Zachorias sighed and asked: "Celine, have you ever been bullied before? The bullies don't stop after just one time, they continue to bully you until you break, and at that breaking point, the bullies pay. I once had a bully when I was still living with my family, he bullied me and my sister a long time, until one time he tried to get Zasha, that's when I broke his limbs. And I don't regret it at all and I will destroy anyone who tries to stand infront of me and my dream." Zachorias said while a smile crept in his muzzle. "Your dream? What is your dream then?" Celine asked with a scared tone, she hadn't ever heard Zachorias talking about his dreams.

Zachorias lifted his head while looking up at the clouds. The flame in his eyes settled down and he began to talk. "My dream? My dream is to find out the reason why I am here. Celine, do you know the pain of not knowing your meaning on this planet? It's a terrible feeling, you feel nothing at all, just emptiness. And that feeling, is a real pain in the ass. Now if you'll excuse me, I'v got lots of studying to do, so I must leave. I'll see you later." Zachorias said while he began to walk to the corridoor leading to the library, where he could study in peace. His steps echoed in the corridoor and the small strim of light coming from the small holes in the wall died out. He wanted only as much light as he had to have, he lived in the darkness, to study it, succumb to it, to control it.

End of Chapter 2
Dark and Light...

Description
Dark and Light
Chapter 2
Dreams

"The fear of the past, the demons in the future.
The Past will bring nothing but pain.
The Future will hold nothing but sadness.
And the present is the living hell..."

The storm was rageing, lightnings struck down in the horizon. And in the horizon there was a dark castle and next to it, a big temple, build of granite. The temple and the castle were the places where you could come and learn the dark arts, necromancy. In one of the towers there was a candle light, the candle wasn't so bright, but it didn't need to. The feline-canine hybrid sat on his bed, meditating. Small bursts of dark energy came out from him. The dark runes glowed on his wrists while he was breathing calmly. Suddenly his eyes opened and showed a pair of strange purple eyes. A lighting had struck in the nearby forest. A loud banging was heard from the door. A bored and sleepy voice spoke to the canine in the room. "Zachorias! Get to sleep now! Alltough you recharge your magical energy by meditating it doesn't mean that you should do it the whole freaking night!" Zachorias turned his head towards the door and replied. "Fine, even tough sleep is for the weak." The voice outside the door laughed. "For the weak? If you don't sleep you get weak and stupid. Now get to sleep!" Suddenly there was a sound like a door was opened, and someone yelled. "God damn it! La'ruz! Some of us are trying to sleep here!" The voice sounded like a male rabbit and he wasn't happy to be woken up in the middle of the night. "Sirke, get back to bed now! Unless you want another scar in your private." La'ruz yelled. The rabbit couldn't do anything else than to obey and close the door. "Now, Zachorias. Get back to your bed!" Zachorias had allready taken of his dark robes and had put out the candle with a simple ice spell. Zachorias sat on the bed, thinking how fast life had gone for him. Just four years ago, when he was fifteen years-old, he chose to become a necromancer instead of an apothecary, lik his mom and dad would have wanted. Zachorias' father had given him a present that day had made his choice on what to study, the present was a sword, imbued with magical powers from his great-great grand father who was a poor blacksmith but he had a loving wife and a good family, wich were the things he wanted most. He had created a few things for the next generations to use, what made the items so powerful was that his wife was a powerful sorceress and had enchanted them with magical powers. One of the items was a knife, Zachorias had given it to his little sister, Zasha. Another item was a sword, the sword wich had been leaning against the wall for a long time. Now struck another lightning near the castle. Zachorias sighed and began to sleep.

The dreams took him to the day he was cursed and blessed with the powers of the necromancers. He was sitting behind a stone block, in the Granite Temple where normal people would be marked with the symbols of the necromancers. He was there with several other who wanted to become necromancers. The high priest was chanting and the servants were holding in a small treasure chest. All who wanted to be necromancers were ordered to put their paws infront of them, wrists facing up. The high priest stopped the chanting and opened the chest. He held forth a dark crystal in his hand. Now everyone else began to chant in some weird language, Zachorias didn't understand one bit of what they said. The high priest walked to the first who wanted to be a necromancer. He held the crystal above the student's wrists and chanted. Suddenly from the crystal began to drow some strange black liquid. The liquid fell on one of the student's wrists, when the liquid had stopped to drop, the high priest held the crystal above the other wrists. While the second was beeing marked, the liquid in the previous student's wrists began to move. They moved, creating symbols and different markings, same thing happened to the second student, the third and everyone else. When all the students were marked, the high priest placed the crystal back in the chest and walk infront of the students. Then he and all the servants began to chant, in the same strange language. Suddenly the markings had began to burn the student's wrists. They screamed and yelled in pain. But the burning continued, the black liquid burned it's way under the skin. When finally the burning had ended, all the students breathed heavily. Among the students was Zachorias who had screamed with everybody else, now he looked at his wrists and the the markings were still smoking. He looked up at the high priest who had smiled when the students had yelled and screamed.

Finally the dream had ended and Zachorias woke up, he touched his wrists, the markings were still as fresh as four years ago. He touched the symbols with his finger. The area around the symbols were cold. Zachorias sighed and looked outside, the sun was rising outside the window. "A new day, some new spells to learn. Best to get some breakfast before studying. Today is Thursday, so it's curse spells today, fun." Zachorias says with a smile while he puts on his robes. While he steps outside his room he makes sure that he took the books with him. He looks around. "Hmm...Everyone else must've allready got up. Well, no sence wasting time." He says while he begins to walk down the dark corridoor. When he has gone past the fourth door from his room, a door opens. Zachorias stops walking and begins to observe who came out of the room.

A female vixen with dark purple hair color walks out . She begins to walk down the corridoor but halts and turns around. Zachorias looks straight into her dark brown eyes. Her paws begin to shake a little bit, her tail wraps around her right leg and she begins to blush. "Celine." Zachorias says without moving the point where he is looking. On the other hand Celine is is determined not to watch anywhere else except at the floor. "Z-Za-Zachorias." She mumbles with a very nervous voice. "D-did you s-sleep w-well?" Zachorias waited a moment before answering, still not changing where he was looking. "It was okay, I was in the temple again. So did you sleep well?" Zachorias asked from the shaking vixen who was still blushing but her tail was coming out of the twist around her leg. "Oh, i-it was o-okay." Celine said while trying to smile. Now she felt confident enough to ask a question from Zachorias. She whispered: "W-w-would you w-want to s-s-study with m-m-me later t-t-t-this a-afternoon?" She began to blush very deeply now. Zachorias didn't even hear what Celine whispered. "Would you like to eat breakfast with me, Celine?" Zachorias asked loud and clear, Celine couldn't believe it. She could feel her blushing leaving and her body taking over the shaking, Celine looked into Zachorias' eyes and answered. "Yes, of course I'd like to." Her voice was filled with happiness and enthusiasm. Zachorias smiled and nodded. "Good, I'll meet you at the training area, there are some good places to eat there." Zachorias began to continue walking down the corridoor, past Celine who was a little bit paralyzed from the questions Zachorias had asked. "How can he be so kind, I had problems just to talk with him and he talked with me without any problems. This is too easy, there is allways a catch or something bad's going to happen." She thought for herself, everything was too perfect, something is going to turn up. Suddenly Zachorias stopped walking and turned his head towards Celine. "Oh yeah, one more thing."

"Here it comes." Celine thought for herself while her ears began to fall downwards and her tail wraps itself around her leg again. "I allmost forgot, good morning and happy birthday, Celine." Zachorias said with a big smile and continued walking. Celine began to lean against the wall, her paws began to feel like jelly. "H-h-he remembered, I can't believe it, he actually remembered it. He's such a gentleman." She sighed the last words and she could feel how she was unnable to hold herself up anymore. She smiled and tears were coming out from her eyes. She touched her muzzle, the blushing had started again. "Damn it, stop that. I'm not a little girl who used to blush for everything, it was the old me, but now I'm gonna change, starting from this day forward I'm gonna be a totally different person and no one is able to change that!" She said loudly for herself. A horse with a couple of scars walked by and said. "Good morning, Celine." Celine blushed immediatly and her tail wrapped around her leg again. "Good morning." She mumbled back. "I bet he did that on purpose, well, time to go and meet up with Zachorias. He was so kind to offer me breakfast, best not to come late." With these words she began to walk down the dark corridoor.

Zachorias had allready stepped outside. "Damn, look like it's going to be a good weather today, couldn't it have rained instead? Well, no use whining about it, best to get working, with any good luck I'll find something good for me and Celine, wich means double the effort." Zachorias began to scan the surroundings for anything eatable, he noticed a wild rabbit in the bushes to his left. He began to chant and he lifted his paw. The symbols on his wrists began to glow, when Zachorias stopped to chant the energy bursted from his paw and hitted the rabbit. The rabbit looked like it had seen a ghost, the ears were lieing on it's back and the eyes were filled with terror. Zachorias had casted a spell to crush the soul, he held his paw infront of him and snapped his fingers and the soul was forced to leave the rabbit. Zachorias' eyes glowed a little when he killed the poor animal. While he was going to pick up the dead corpse of the rabbit, he saw another rabbit that had propably come and eat some herbs. With a swift paw movement Zachorias held a freezing, magical arrow hovering a few inches above his paw, with another swift paw movement the arrow had hit the rabbit straight through the skull. "No pain, swift death. Maximum joy for me." Zachorias said with a smile when he picked up the both dead rabbits and walked to the training area and tried to see if Celine had allready gotten down from the tower where the most students slept. She was standing at a bench near the bonfire. He walked straight to her and showed the rabbits.

"Will these do for a breakfast?" He asked while smiling to Celine who had begun to blush a little bit. "They will do nicely, thank you." She answered while they both sat down and began to warm up their rabbits above the open fire. They ate without saying a word alltough Celine looked at Zachorias whenever she had got enough courage. While they were eating, a group of high class necromancers came to the place. The rabbit, who most propably was the leader of the gang had a crimson red symbol on his chest. The female in the group began to smile while the group walked closer to Zachorias and Celine. When the rabbit had left the others a little bit further away from Zachorias and Celine, he asked. "You're Zachorias, correct?" Zachorias tought for himself that it's best to observe and do nothing, so he continued to eat like nothing happened. This was a big misstake, the rabbit punched Zachorias with a right hook so that Zachorias dropped the rabbit steak and falled down on all fours. The rabbit laughed and asked. "Didn't your mother tell you to answer when questioned? Guess not, brats like you aren't taught to have good manners." Zachorias touched his muzzle with his paw. "Blood. Perfect." Zachorias tought for himself while trying to stand up. "Look who's talking, you coming here just punching me like that, wich means that you have a short temper and you came in a group, wich means that you are WEAK." Zachorias said with a bored tone. The rabbit laughed even harder and he struggled to get something said. "Weak? Im ten times better than you, weakling." Zachorias was still not moving a muscle. "When was the last time I got bullied, who was the bully. Oh yeah, it was the bear who tried to get Zasha, what happened to him? I broke his back, his legs, his arms and pretty much his spirit. Would I want to do it again? Deffenetly. To this person." Zachorias waged the possibilities and his feelings. Finally he answered. "Hell yeah." With these words his eyes got a strange flame right in the middle of his eyes. He created a sharp dagger of ice into his hand and thrusted it against the rabbit.

Alltough the rabbits have fast reflexes he didn't dodge it since he was still laughing, but the laughter died out immediatly and was replaced with a scream of pain. Zachorias' ice dagger had inflicted a serious wound. While the rabbit was screaming in pain, Zachorias was still pushing the dagger deeper inside the rabbit's stomach. The rabbit quickly punched Zachorias so that he hit the wall, then he took hold of the dagger and pulled it out with a loud scream. "You god damn piece of s-" The rest of the centence was interrupted by a puke of blood coming from the rabbits mouth. Zachorias who was still in a little pain because of the hit on the wall, but still he began to smile and laugh. "You should have been faster, not only did I hit an important organ but the dagger was dipped in one of my poisons and unlike most poisons that tend to be fast and painless. Mine is the opposite, slow and extreemly painful. The last ten minutes of your life are going to be a living hell." Zachorias said while trying hard to hide his laughing. The group that had come with the rabbit ran quickly to their leader and began to carry him to the infirmary. The females gave Zachorias cold looks and wished him dead. While the group was carrying the rabbit who was still pukeing and screaming in pain, Zachorias picked up his dagger and made it dissappear into the thin air. "Wasn't that a little too much?" Celine asked with a slightly shocked tone. Zachorias sighed and asked: "Celine, have you ever been bullied before? The bullies don't stop after just one time, they continue to bully you until you break, and at that breaking point, the bullies pay. I once had a bully when I was still living with my family, he bullied me and my sister a long time, until one time he tried to get Zasha, that's when I broke his limbs. And I don't regret it at all and I will destroy anyone who tries to stand infront of me and my dream." Zachorias said while a smile crept in his muzzle. "Your dream? What is your dream then?" Celine asked with a scared tone, she hadn't ever heard Zachorias talking about his dreams.

Zachorias lifted his head while looking up at the clouds. The flame in his eyes settled down and he began to talk. "My dream? My dream is to find out the reason why I am here. Celine, do you know the pain of not knowing your meaning on this planet? It's a terrible feeling, you feel nothing at all, just emptiness. And that feeling, is a real pain in the ass. Now if you'll excuse me, I'v got lots of studying to do, so I must leave. I'll see you later." Zachorias said while he began to walk to the corridoor leading to the library, where he could study in peace. His steps echoed in the corridoor and the small strim of light coming from the small holes in the wall died out. He wanted only as much light as he had to have, he lived in the darkness, to study it, succumb to it, to control it.

End of Chapter 2
Dark and Light...