...and as the two girls left in shadows they emerged in light. Blinding flashes hurt the two girl's eyes as they stepped onto the platform.
It was gone.
In a moment the light was gone and the forest reappeared.
"What is your name, sweet child?" Linne asks, with her bright red smile on a plae face.".
"Izzy. Call me Izzy" the short, young girl responds.
Linne smiles, and leads the young apprentice into the forest to learn the ways of a shadow creature.
Izzy stepped her now gold shoe into the grass, watching the creatures scurry and cry. A trail of ash follows them but little does the girl notice. Her choice- the choice she was pressured into answering- was life or death. An eternity of knowing exactly what was going to happen would be pitifull, but to make everyone suffer from her death would hurt them much more then her. Her mother would cry and kneel at her grave, screaming at god for taking her precious baby girl away, and eventually go mad. Izzy new this now, yet she knew the pain of her mother not knowing who she was. Maybe this was reversable? Maybe Izzy could go back, not work for the shadows and just go home. Too risky. The shadows were always watching, yet they gave her sight? Why do these stalkers want to be seen? Yet was that not the cause of a shadow creature, to bring the fear to them? Work against everything holy, everything she would not have wanted mere hours ago, even though she knew that she was chosen how could she praise the devil? Impossibilites, so many of them pryed at Izzy's mind. The train of thought stopped and she was back in the grass noticing the singed ground and dead butterflys. Izzy began to cry.
"Whats wrong, dear child?" Linne asked.
"I don't want to be a servant of the devil! I do not wish to feed off of other peoples' fears!" Izzy responded. The girls stared at their surroundings and simply enjoyed the quiet for a moment before Linne responded.
"Izzy, we know everything in the world, and that is enough for both of us to realize one does not turn down an offer like this. You should be honored, he knew that you held potential in your tiny mind ao he destined you to be this! Were you raised so harshly you cannot adapt? You cannot submit to this, because of such an influence? Tell me, is family that much to you or do you wish to fulfill a destiny?".
Linne had no point, her life till now was too strongly influenced with catholism. Izzy could not simply forget...waht good whould that do! "Linne...I can't do this! I do not want to hurt the children and feed on their pain and fear! How do you accept something so foul?".
Linne sighed, "Satin saves us, don't you see? Anyway, I can see you will begin to change to suit him. Satin always wins.".
The devil sat in his throne, watching his shadow army rejoice at the Shadow Creature sucsess. He thought that the shadow army could handle fighting the light and getting food, but he was wrong. Hell needed a new race, and these girls would bring him one, but what Satin could not figure out was Izzy's resistance. Why was she fighing him? Why was she fighing herself for this? Izzy was programmed to become his basic slave, how did she have such will? Memories of her former life? No flaws were found in Linne, so why now in Izzy, how was she any diffrent? Whatever it was, Satin would fight for her, because whoever she is she is powerful and too special to be lost.
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Short Story / Horror
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