[IC] wizards vs the rest of the world

[ShadowVentus]

"Yes, but they'll be back soon enough when the illusion fades.." Michael says, surprisingly sounding reluctant to let them live. Have his memories of his past really changed him?

[XxLyraxX]

Issa glanced back at him, hearing reluctance in Michael's voice. She frowned lightly and hurried inside the bookshop, spying Salem lounging in his usual place on the window.

[ShadowVentus]

Michael follows in after her. As he enters, a pain pierces his head, and he notices a figure enveloped in a dark aura. Only he can see it. The figure laughs. "Why didn't you kill those men? Was it because of HER?" The figure points at Issa. "Hehehe, you can't even think for yourself and you bear my mark. You're nothing but a puppet!" Michael grits his teeth. "Shut up! Get out of my head. I'm nothing like you!" The figure grins at this. "Oh, I beg to differ...," The figure steps closer and to Michael's disbelief, the figure...looks exactly like him,"I'm you and you're me...Grima." The figure then disappears, laughing wickedly. Michael is breathing heavily, clutching his head with both hands.

[XxLyraxX]

Issa whirled around upon hearing Michael's shout. She hurried over to him, eyes worried. "Michael? Are you ok?" She asked in a concerned voice.

[ShadowVentus]

"Yes, I-I'm fine..." He's still holding his head in one hand, the pain taking a while to subside. "Who was that...and why did he look like me... he said his name was Grima...?" He says to himself.

[XxLyraxX]

Issa gave Michael a worried look when she began talking to himself, wondering what he was talking about. "Michael, did you see something just now?"

[ShadowVentus]

"....This is going to sound mad, but...I saw myself just now....he WANTED me to kill those men...he then told me that we were the same and that...he was Grima....but, I'm not sure what he meant.." Michael attempts to explain everything he saw from his aura to how he looked exactly like him.

[XxLyraxX]

"Have you seen this person before?" She asked.

[ShadowVentus]

"No...this is the first I've seen and heard of this 'Grima'...." Michael responds. "He must be very powerful to be able to do something like that.."

[XxLyraxX]

"Do...Do you think he could be your dark side embodied?" She inquired.

[ShadowVentus]

Michael thinks about it, then nods. "Yes...that could be it...he must be trying to corrupt me..." He then turns to look at Issa, right in the eyes. "Issa...have I changed?" The look is in his eyes tells Issa that he wants an honest answer.

[XxLyraxX]

Issa gazed at him with thoughtful eyes. "I can see the change trying to happen but I also see that you are fighting it." She said softly.

[ShadowVentus]

XxLyraxX said
Issa gazed at him with thoughtful eyes. "I can see the change trying to happen but I also see that you are fighting it." She said softly.

He nods in understanding."...And my physical appearance? What has become of it..?" Issa can see that the color of his irises is slightly faded, the redness of his eyes slightly faded.

[XxLyraxX]

Issa studied his face quietly. "It appears the redness of your eyes is fading."

[ShadowVentus]

Michael nods, but then steps closer to Issa, and takes her hand. "Issa...promise me this...if I lose this fight," He places her hand on his neck, "I ask you....to just put an end to me, so that I don't harm anyone..." He looks at her, never breaking eye contact.

[XxLyraxX]

Issa's eyes widened and she shook her head frantically. "No, please dont ask this of me; I cant do it."

[ShadowVentus]

Michael is about to say something, when suddenly, he suffers from another memory lapse. "Augh!" He brings one hand to his head while he holds Issa's hand with the other. The world melts away once more to reveal the Michael and Issa's mother face off once again. Issa realizes that this was before her mother had knocked him out. Issa's mother begins to speak. "You poor child...tortured and now possesed by Grima..." She says to Michael. "...Michael is no more...I am Grima...PREPARE TO DIE!" Michael's voice is not his own, and his aura is pitch black. When he goes to strike, Issa's mother says to herself, "It appears I have no choice..." She then uses dark magic, the black bolt connecting with Michael's torso. "AUGH!" Michael lets a very loud screech of pain, before blacking out. Issa's mother then seals Grima in the form of the mark that is currently on Michael's right hand. His hair is now white and his eyes are brown. The scene then fades. When the world reverts to normal, Michael has collapsed unto his knees, visibly shaking. "W-What was that...Just...just who am I?" Michael asks himself.

[XxLyraxX]

Issa blinked, disoriented at the suddenness of the memory. She looked down at Michael before dropping to her knees next to him and wrapping her arms around him. "You are Michael, a very kind young man who I believe can fight this darkness."

[ShadowVentus]

XxLyraxX said
Issa blinked, disoriented at the suddenness of the memory. She looked down at Michael before dropping to her knees next to him and wrapping her arms around him. "You are Michael, a very kind young man who I believe can fight this darkness."

Michael embraces Issa, feeling comforted by her presence. "...Thank you..Issa...you always know what to say, don't you...?" He pulls away slightly to look at her. When he does this, Issa sees that his eyes have returned their normal brown color. However, his hair remains black, and the seal on his hand still remains.

[XxLyraxX]

Issa blushed as she looked up at him. She smiled and placed a hand gently on his cheek. "See? You're fighting it already; your eyes are brown again."