Writing Is My Life

Me: …………

Absolutely nothing going on

Me: Singing loudly the song in my head

Final section!

During those 10 minutes he thought about what he would do when he was the head of the abomination coven. It was so far away… he looked at the clock again, oh shoot he better go. He locked the door behind him and headed towards his school's grungy field, where the fight was taking place. He remembered the tournament in which Alador easily beat him. This time would be different! He knew it. He stepped on the field. There were so many people there. He could see Odalia here already, looking smug.  He could Eda and Raine goofing off, though he could see from her that Eda was looking worriedly at Lilith who was nose deep in a book and looked disheveled.  He couldn't focus on that though, it was his time to shine. He stepped into the field and waited. The protector showed up and made note of Darius's clean clothes and put together an appearance. He nodded approvingly. So they waited some more. The proctor checked the time. Suddenly Darius remembered that Belos and the golden guard said they would be watching, he turned and tried to look around casually, when he saw him. 

In the shade of the tree, the golden guard. He noticed Darius's look and gave a casual shrug. Darius focused back on the field. Where he noticed that Alador was shambling up to the field. He had messy clothes and messy hair. The Proctor looked disapprovingly at him and turned up his nose at him. On his back was that weird contraception. Darius never realized what that thing did. He always assumed it was storage, but  he swore he saw the matter was moving slightly. The proctor cleared his throat “Well now that ALL PARTICIPANTS are here, we can begin. The winner, when inducted to the abomination coven, will win the right to be trained by the abomination coven head, are we clear?” both him and Alador nodded. “Then Begin!” he shouted. Him and Alador entered a standoff. Which one would attack first? Turns out it was Alador. He manipulated the matter on his back and formed it into fists and made them fly at him. Darius dodged twice, one for each fist. Then the third one flew at him and he created a shield. “Oh titan” he thought. He forgot to make a spell circle, he needed to make sure he does that from now on. Making a medium spell circle the efforts made an abomination and rushed it at Alador. Alador responded in kind. The abomination clashed. Hands pushing against each other. Trying to overpower the other. Fortunately Darius won the match. Disintegrating into a bunch of splatters. Alador made a wave of abomination goo and sent it towards him. 

Darius made a big spell circle and made  a wall of sideways abominations to separate the wave. He then turned the wall into a bind and trapped Alador. He added in Aladors own goo for extra power. He thought he won. But he didn’t, not yet. Alador split his attention between the thing on his back, which had formed mini hands and were trying to push the bins out. On top of that Alador had also managed to try and manipulate the bound itself. Now it was a tie and all Darius had to do was tire him out. If there was one thing he knew, Alador liked things to be efficient and fast. He never liked to have things drawn out like this. Maybe that's why he was getting it into combining? Darius reflected. He pouts in so much time and he gets quickness and effectiveness out of them, with the added benefit of direct control if he wishes. No wonder, Odalia seemed to prefer him. Just like he predicted, ALador tired and stopped struggling. “ Do you give up? “ Darius asked. ALador modded and painted “Yes, I..lost”. Darius dropped him to the cheer of the crowd. Eda was looking at him suspiciously, Lilith was still in the book, Odalia looked absolutely pissed. Everyone else cheered. 

But not for long. Suddenly he was surrounded in a courtroom of abominations. All in various lawyer uniforms. They all put their hands in thumbs up positions. Then the floor swayed and bucked. Then it opened up into a hole, pulling him in to it. Next he saw the different ways abominations have been used throughout time. He was shocked. They don't teach this at school. At school abominations were used to tasks, basically servants. But here they looked more… like friends.. Companions even. He liked it. Then an abomination who had been putting flowers in a girls hair, noticed him. He waddled up to him and placed a set of flowers on his head. The abomination put its hand on his shoulders and thrust his head into Darius's and all of a sudden he was an abomination. They had merged. They were one. He spent a lot of time in this new form learning to maneuver and shape weapons with his hands. It felt so free. And unrestricting. It just came and was done. 

No spell circle, it just..was. As walked around he eventually discovered a lake. He didn't know what to expect but when he looked down all he saw was his, but not.. His face was goopy. His hair was like a cloud shifting and changing above his head. He leaned closer to the water. Now he was  in the water. Then everything went black again. Next thing he knew he was up. How long has he been asleep? He paddled downstairs, where he saw the amount of plates his parents must have boright him while he was asleep. They were out again, of course.  With a most recent plate of a breakfast burrito and appleblood. From the looks of the plates, and finding the calendar it was sunday. OH NO!! It was the day of the fight! How’d he sleep for that long?? It was going to be tonight at 8. He checked outside and breathed a sigh of relief. It was bright outside. To confirm, he ran into the living room. Yes! It was 9:00 am! He still had time. Now coming down from his panic he started to wonder. Did anything change? He raced upstairs to look in the mirror. “OH MY TITAN!” he exclaimed. Looking back at him was himself, but with green eyes and his hair was like in his dream. It was fluffy and abomination colored. His hair still flowed to his shoulders. However he noticed that there was now an abomination in it. “What will people say? If I enter like this, they will know something is up. Could he change it back? He owed himself to try. He concentrated on his hair. It was hard, like moving a boulder. But slowly it became to settle down, the abomination color turned back to black. The eye disappeared. 

The only difference is that the lighter patch of his hair was a tad lighter. He breathed a sigh of belief. Now they eyes he said. He concentrated like he did with his hair. But they didn’t change back. No matter how much he tried. Eventually he gave up and tried to find an excuse that he could use. His grandmother on his father’s side had had green eyes and maybe his greater grandfather too. Maybe the genes just awoke? Yeah, that would have to work as an explanation 

Anyway he couldn't focus on that. He needed to practice these new abilities. He must win! With that pondering in his head, he went out to the back yard. He first attempted to summon an abomination. It was so easy and fluid to make a spell circle. To test it he used it to punch some trees. Which it decimated easily. He let it loose form and tried to form it again without a spell circle, and again it formed easily. He performed the same test and it was the same, if not better. He felt the anxiousness leave his body. He felt so light. The experiment actually worked. “It worked!!” he shouted to the air. Raising his arms up above his head in victory. As he did so, his arms turned into abomination arms and furthermore turned into axes. “UHHHH” he began. He quickly tried to shake them off. It didn’t work. He tried to purposely throw them. That didn't work. By this point he started really freaking out. His shaking of his hands became more erratic. But he breathed in and out. He steeled himself and concentrated. This time with his eyes opened he saw the process of his hands reverting to his normal hands. He breathed with relief and tried again this time staying calm and focused. This time his hands changed to a blade. He swung it around and hit a tree. The tree gout pierced. He practiced turning it back. 

Accustomed to it now and it is changing back and forth. He wondered about his dream. Could he really become an abomination? He decided he wanted to try it but he also wanted to know what he looked like. So he quickly ran inside the house to grab a handheld mirror. He grabbed it and briefly caught a glimpse of himself and his new green eyes. He got back to his spot and he closed his eyes and he called the vision into his mind, then looking down  at the mirror he opened his eyes. As abomination enveloped him the last thing he saw was how his new green eyes turned into having black sclera and a bright green iris with another green ring around it. Then it cut to black for a second, then when he could see next he was not a lot higher off the ground. 

As he exited the shop, he saw a group of fairies talking. He found a bench and waited. And waited. He looked at the clock and saw he had been waiting for 30 minutes. The night progressively got colder and he began to shiver. Finally, a tooth dropped. The fairies kept going, but he needed them to get distracted and move along. “What was the best way to get that done?” he thought to himself. Oh right! Fairies  can communicate through dances, and while some can speak, all are fluent in dance. Thankfully, his father was also fluent in dance and Darius began to remember an insult his father had done to a particularly rude fairy. So he walked up to the fairy group, they were surprised to see him approach so casually. He started off with the dance equivalent of “hey” and the fury responded hesitantly, the other fairies suspiciously gathered around the lead. 

He made a dance  saying “have you heard?” all fairies looked super uncomfortable as to where this is headed. Then quickly and smoothly he said it. It had the desired effect. All the fairies ' jaws dropped and the other fairies in the back put their hands over their mouths. They flew. Fast. Leaving the tooth on the ground. Which he promptly collected into his pouch. He knew that  they would gossip, and he also knew that they would return to this post. Meaning he needed to go pronto. He decided to try out the teleportation trick his teacher taught him earlier that day. With a spell circle, he spread abomination matter underneath himself, taking in Alador’s advice of spreading it out evenly, so the matter got everything when he successfully teleported. He remembered the words the teacher had said and that he had etched into his abomination study journal “When you teleport with abomination matter, it’s not a full abomination so there's no sentience to  control or direct.  In this state it’s pure liquid and controlled by your intent and mind. To successfully teleport you must know what you want and have a clear image of where you want to go '' He heard those words in his mind and he pictured his room back home. 

The sofa was across the bed in his room. The posters of a lot of abomination users. His desk was filled with observations and notes. His abomination matters in jars on the floor. The fresh smell of his room. All that became a complete image in his mind. He swept his hands up and allowed the matter to cover him. Suddenly everything went black. He had kept his eyes open. There was nothing, yet it felt like everything. He could almost swear he heard whispering. Then his eyes were flooded with light. And everything materialized. He was back. He quickly checked his pouch and verified that everything was there. He had all of his limbs. He let out a huge sigh of relief. Then he layed out all of the items and  quickly made an abomination. What was interesting about their eyes, is that it was exactly this part that they don't really create. It’s a mix of the witch and the abomination together that makes it. It takes less than a second. 

He quickly wandered to the rail and put it on. Now equipped and confident, he boldly and proudly entered the night market. He looked around for the transformation scrolls. There weren’t that many sections, so it didn’t take him long, though he began to draw suspicious looks from the vendor, so he would have to hurry this up. 

He rummaged through the bin trying to find it. After what felt like infinity, he found the one that he was looking for. It was  originally a transformation curse, that could be reworded to be  permanent and more controllable. He picked it up gingerly and brought it to the table. The vendor looked at it and his face went aghast. “Is this what the youth are up to these days?” he sputtered. Trying his best to be perceived as an adult he said “The youth? Why bring them up?”. The vendor gave him a “are you serious look?” At which point Darius decided to drop the act. “Its for a special experiment, So i can win and become a coven head.” he said proudly. The vendor didn’t react at all like he expected him too, instead just shook his head softly and rung it up. It was quite expensive and took a lot of his chore savings and most of his spending money. 

We treated you badly 

We always have 

We burned you

Desecrated you

Plowed and spilled blood

Cried and loved

Over you

We don’t notice

what you provide 

Sure we get the food, 

The shelter, bare materials

It’s sad

We used to worship you

Demeter, Circe 

Gaea, Terra

The power you once held

Over us

You give us the potential 

to do more

Renewable energy 

And holistic joy

New bonds

Being more aware 

But I’m sorry

We are Slaves to 

The choking smog,

That is coal and

Other non renewable energy 

We let Hermes run 

around rampant

Based on what the 

Great Kaz Brekker said

The environment is 

our mother but

Our father is profit and 

We worship him daily

We starve our mother 

and use her till

She dries up

When she dies, we will mourn

Wish we actually cared 

But It’ll be too late

Cause the wildfires will have 

Killed California 

The hurricanes will have 

sunken Florida And New Orleans 

The changing patterns

Will kill animals and plants

Where will we be?

Gone

But our descendants?

They will be here

Suffering from our mistakes

Then wondering where we 

went wrong

And how we were so dumb 

In the end

Were we good ancestors?

Our descendants will be 

Just like zero dawn

And this process

Will start again

Finally, he said “you have strong magic and drive, I can understand that” he paused as if seeing something far in the future, that he and the bodyguard could not see. “ “Stand down.. Golden Guard.” “Golden Guard?” He thought to himself. Belos continued on “Get what you need from that relic and then get out, and we will watch with great interest, come now golden guard”. Just like that they retreated. Now more than edge than ever and needing to get out of that room he rushed to the orb and tried to get the matter out of it. 

He tried to break the glass and to find an opening. He couldn’t, the glass was too strong. But there was a little line that divided the orb into two halves. He was gonna need to manipulate the matter thin enough to get it out and into his vial. It was gonna require finesse, determination, and skill. 

Luckily he had all three. He created a spell circle and manipulated the matter so the majority of it clumped up on the top of the orb. Then using his other hand with another spell circle, he began to make it droop and strain it. It began to fall slowly as it manicured carefully to the line. Finally, the moment of truth. He brought it to the line and to his delight, it worked. It came through and he placed the vial right under it. The vial began to fill a deep purple. He kept going till the vial was all the way full. Once it was he stopped manipulating it and immediately corked it he stashed it away and he ran from the room. Luckily, yet weirdly he encountered  none as he ran the way he came using the scouts entry and exit point. As he raced through the tunnel he ditched the  outfit and he ran down the pathway that led to the town. He ran into an alley and caught his breath. “Now it should be easier to get the other ingredients' '. 

Darius quickly bound him with abomination goo and stole the outfit. Leaving the guard knocked out, hopefully for the duration of the heist. After suiting up he met up again with some other scouts who looked like they were hedging back to the castle, so blending in with them, he made it into the castle. Once there, he noticed that everyone began to split off. He remembered where the relic room was due to a recent field trip. So he made his way there. Getting in was easy. “How was this place, that is holding all these important relics so unguarded?” He thought venomously. “If I were head of the abomination coven there'd be security abominations here,” he muttered. 

Regardless of the failures, he was glad he could just slip in like this. He turned around to make sure As he made it to the end of the hall, he found the abomination relic pedestal. He was surprised to see it missing. “Oh titan” he sputtered. Realizing he could get discovered he turned to leave but bumped into a tall looming figure. “Oh excuse me, I was looking for the bathroom..” he started “were you now? Oh odd for one of my scouts to not now the layout of this palace that they guard and are required to memorize to become one?” At this he looked up and stumbled back into the podium. There he was. Emperor belos himself, and a shorter smaller version of him? He’d never seen him before but he stood with confidence and grace. 

The long day finally settled in and he yawned. He made dinner for three and took his portion. He quickly ate and while he ate he read another book on abominations and another one on Magic items and ingredients. 

Then he began to to get an idea. What if he got a permanent position that allowed him to control abomination matter easily, without a spell circle? Was that even possible? He would see. As he read he made a list of ingredients that he needed to gather and where to find them. 

First it would need to be some abomination eyes to crush up, as that had a lot of magic concentrated in them. Next, some fire bee honey to add some more power to it. Then crushed up a tooth from a fairy to better connect the witch to the isle, the source of magic. Then lastly, and the hardest ingredient would be the Abomination Goo in the Relic Room on the emperor.  

Then lastly, a transformation spell from the night market. Then he should gain the ability to do as he envisioned, based on his notes and observations from the limited potion knowledge he gleaned from other students. For safety, get hefty amounts.  He signed with resolve and stood up. He cleaned after himself, and looked in the mirror and redid his ponytail. He saw his purple eyes, the same as his mothers. He slapped his cheese and puffed himself up, grabbed the list and walked into the night. First he decided to go for the Abomination goo in the emperor's castle.

“But hey, maybe he could try out the advice,”, he thought to himself. The past times he tried it didn’t work. The rain burned right threw. This time he summoned some goo and shaped it into an umbrella. This time following the advice and evenly spreading it out. He continued to add magic in and spreading it out. Wow, just like he had said it became more sturdy. It wasn't burning thru. He walked home in peace. He reached his house and took off his shoes. 

Both of his parents were probably at work still and wouldn’t be home till late. So he too out his books again and added his dads books into the mix. He created an abomination to help him carry out the books. He had the abomination spread out the books before dissolving it. Then he brought out his abomination research journal and began  to make a new entry. His entry was as follows:

“Thanks… to the Hack…. Alador.. I was able to make a new progression in my studies. I'm sure I'll be able to beat him at the battle in the next few days. I’m highly confident in my ability to quickly summon abomination matter and shape it into whatever I require. It’s more so refining my technique, like as I learned evenly spreading out the magic and overlapping it in layers. 

On my way home I reflected on how to win this match. It seems like the hack uses defensive maneuvering and restraining. It seems with Odalia’s influence he seems to be figuring out how to combine tech with abomination matter to go offensive. He’s also more.. motivated. He seems to be embracing the new. However, My father has given me respect for the old ways. 

I want to show I can be strong by being all natural, and rustic. That's offensive, neutral and rustic. That's what I'll focus on tomorrow! Maybe even head down to the night market! Alright signing off” With that he scribbled extra reminders for himself regarding abominations in the margins as well adsn different ideas he came up in his mind. As he closed the journal he saw his previous pages of  his work. It passed by his analysis of abomination matter and his catch of slight differences in it.

 Just when he thought they might break through, the buzzing stopped. The goo stopped melting. He breathed a sigh of relief. But what saved him? He slowly created a hole in the wall of goo, and looked through it. Nothing. He slides the hold around to get a 360 view, until he saw something. It looked Metal. And brownish. And unfortunately somewhat familiar. He groaned.  He assumed the figure heard it as it began to turn around. He decided to lower the wall, and he came face to face with him. Alador. Of course. Of course he was saved by the hack. The hack that used to be his best friend. Used to, until Odalia stole him. This hack that still made his heart beat after all this time… no, no, no, no. He shook his head free of those thoughts and forced himself to look into Aladors eyes. “ Thanks, I guess,” he started off. “No problem” he said solemnly. 

It seemed like he was mostly gloomy these days. Darius had noticed that. The last time he had seen him smile fully?….. Had been at the brawl.. Where he had beaten him. This had been the same day Odalia had stolen Alador from him and revealed her true colors. He had never been able to stand her, but tolerated her due to Alador. But that day… he couldn't believe just how bad she was. He had tried to tell Alador during the fight but Aladro hadn’t wanted to hear one word.  So they just fought. Alador had won. Using something called an “Abomination Bomb”.They were still friends, but something had changed, and they grew distanced from each other. He forced himself back into the present. Realizing Alador was holding out his hand to help him up. He begrudgingly took it and allowed himself to be pulled up. 

As he rushed out the classroom door and into the hallway, he passed Alador and Odalia. It seemed like Odalia had just given Alador a quick kiss on the cheek. The result of which had made Alador super red. He tried to ignore it and push on, but Odalia spotted him as he was running past to give him a wave. Alador didn't seem to notice at all. Odalia bumped him, and he seemed to wake up and also gave him a wave. Then he went right back to his notes. More angry and determined now, Darius pushed onward. Was he really that insignificant to him? No, no can think like that. Just focus. He ran out the back of the school and onto the playing field. 

He had to go further though. So he went further past the fields and into the woods. What was he looking for? His proactive field where he studied and made abominations. He began as he always did. He undid the ponytail in which he always had his hair in. It came down to almost his shoulders. He shook it and shook his body. 

Getting it ready. He opened his textbook and began to build his abomination. He always started slow and used the goo to create skeletal structure then he overlaid it with more goo to create the outer layer. The skeletal system wasn't necessary he knew, but it helped to prove more density and structure to the form. He moved it around slowly and carefully, looking for any faults that he could find with the basic design. 

Finding none, he smirked to himself and had it move to picking up a nearby big boulder. He lifted it no problem and tossed it. It landed with a huge “Thump”. Satisfied, he then turned its attention to making the abomination dig. This also performed extremely well. He had just made it stop when He heard an angry buzzing. “Oh no” he thought to himself. Along with some really unkind words to himself, to the titan and Belos. He was very glad his parents weren’t here to hear him. He’d totally have to clean the entire house. Without abominations. As the fire bees swarmed out of the words. He quickly realized that he would not be able to run away in time. They were too quick and ferocious. So, he decided the best course of action would be, to quickly summon the skeletal system to the outside as it was the hardest and the previous outside goo to the inside and turned the abomination soldier into a shield around himself. 

“Congratulations, everybody!” the Teacher said all smiles. It was nearing the end of his time at Hexside. So many things had happened during this time, he still couldn’t believe it. As the teacher began to spout, Darius began to sink into remembering all the events, when all of a sudden the teacher stopped talking and clapped his hands suddenly. Darius jolted back into reality. What had he been talking about? He just wanted to go home and practice. “Make sure everyone does their best and puts their efforts into their new coven, so we can all contribute to the titan and to the Emperor as the titans mouthpiece!” the Teacher continued. “ohhhh..” he thought. That. He had always hated this talk from people. His parents did too. The titan was dead. Dead. Not a sign of life from him. “How do you talk to something that's dead anyway?” his father would question while waving his hand around with a big mug of Apple-blood. the red liquid sloshing around. “It just doesn’t make sense, Don’t you start believing in this too” he would say wagging his finger in his face.

He remembered that a classmate of his likes Apple-blood too, he was sure of it. That was a weird reason to remember it now. he wondered if it was THAT good, he never had it before, after all. “Come on, Come on” he said in his head. The days were counting down till the days they graduated Hexside. He would join the abomination coven. He would be set for life. Finally his chance to be recognized as the strongest abomination which would be secured. Well almost, there was one tiny problem. Alador Blight. They were currently tied as the strongest prodigies in the abomination track. While they were both destined to become members of the coven. Apparently, Belos wanted them to fight to see which one would be worthy to train under the current Abomination head and eventually take his place. He was nervous, the fight will takes place at the end of the day in 4 days. Plus to add even more work load to this whole thing, there had actually been a written test on Abomination properties and uses as well as the chemical mixture of the goo itself they had to do beforehand. 

His head was swimming with waves of confusion and a headache began to grow. He really needed to lie down. But he couldn’t. He was so afraid he might lose to Alador that he had to keep pushing it. Finally, it happened. The alarm that the last class of the day was over. He bolted upright and quickly gathered his things.