Name: PlanetSide Player

Class: 3E7

Title: Seeking the Hide

A story written by a friend for a creative assignment. R & R. Now that I look back at it, there are some fantastic lines here. Comment on the writing if you may. I repeat, one liners are okay if you can't say anything.

The sky was stygian black with ominous gloom clouding dim pale moon. Lucius walked into the Albdio forest with a blazing torch. He looked up, only to see shreds of light attempting to push through the dense and unforgiving tree line.

A sniff at the moisture-laden air and dreary heavyatmosphere confirmed his suspicion of an impending storm. Lucius wrinkled his nose as he

quickened his pace. The glow of the flame glinted at a sliver pendant at his chest. The torch, was if any, barely sufficient for one to take in a clear view of the forest, which added to the creepy factor of this feared forest.

Predators roamed around day and night, but it is rumored that something even more dangerous lurked in the middle of it all…

Lucius was 10 before it all began. His mana affinity test showed that he had a high aptitude of both dark and light magic. It stirred a great controversy amongst many; for light and dark affinities in a body by theory, should have cancelled out one another. Yet the ability to possess a dark affinity only meant one thing: a child of a monster.

It was due to this that Lucius's friends and neighbours started to distance themselves away from him. He however, did not mind it at all, for as long as he had his father, he felt sufficient.

As Lucius went deeper into the unknown, he smelt the mild scent of blood. A few steps forward and the torch casted it's glow on the dead body of a hare against a tree; the tree had its blood on it and the soil was now dark reddish brown. The foul stench of gore and death taunted Lucius, screaming at him to leave at once; it made him want to turn in the other direction and flee.

However, the fiery warmth of the torch made him come back to his senses and he steeled himself as he pushed onwards. It was only recently that on his father's deathbed that it was revealed to Lucius that he was not their biological son, although Lucius had his suspicions quite a while ago.

14 years ago, his father found him during fall while gathering firewood near the outskirts of the forest, and decided to take him as his own. Before he rested for the final time, he pulled out a sliver pendant from his pocket and passed it to Lucius.

"Thi… this… t-take it Lu, it was with… you when I found… you. Promise me, you'll… become a…good man"

The wind was beginning to pick up speed. It was a rising tryant trying to rival burning reign of the flame. It began to howl as it attempted to snuff out the fire.

Suddenly, a snapping sound was heard. Lucius froze. He darted his eyes around, trying to sense movement to hint at where to perpetrator was at. He could now hear his own shallow breathing. He started to slowly turn, keeping a keen eye at any sudden movement. The cold gale pounded against his back consistently, sending a constant stream of adrenaline to him.

He started to pivot at his spot quicker, trying to spot his opponent, yet he felt all the more vulnerable to attacks. The flame of the torch was bending under the mighty, pressuring wind, holding its last stand against the wind. All Lucius could see now was nothing more than his fingers.

The darkness seemed to reach out its hands to attempt to swallow him whole in dark. Lucius had his other hand grip at his pendant. Now, he had no way of finding his assailant. To have a fair chance, he had to go to a clearing, and go there fast. That clearing would only be in the middle of the forest, where the unknown and danger lurk.

Lucius bolted off deeper into the forest, and he could hear footsteps behind him that were not his. He could hear his own rag-tag breathing as he struggled to attempt to put more distance between him and the unknown follower, but the sound never got any further. The wind was also getting stronger, seemingly to blow against the direction he was running towards.

In fact, Lucius started to realise that his follower was playing with him, tugging at his strings of fear and paranoia.

Just a few metres ahead, Lucius could see a clearing, illuminated by the pale blue moonlight that was cast onto ground. As a last ditch effort, Lucius flung his torch behind him and darted forward, trying to reach the clearing just that bit quicker.

As soon as he set foot into the clearing, he felt an overwhelming force shove him to the ground. He tried to pick himself up, but his arms were pinned to the earthen ground. He was roughly flipped over and Lucius saw 2 glowing orange eyes stare right into his eyes.

"YOU FOOL," a deep voice boomed.

Lucius shuddered.

The stormy wind should've drowned voices; clearly this entity was not one of this world. He had to formulate a plan quickly, or else this clearing would be his final resting place

Damn, I might die here. I can't outrun him. My only option left is to fight. But, I only know one spell that could defeat him, and it is a risky one. Soul Seeker

"Soul Seeker" is a spell that burns away at the very living core of a being, turning the poor victim of the spell into dust. Also, it is a spell that cannot be easily spotted. However, executing this spell is not only hard, but it takes up all the energy one has, leaving the caster vulnerable.

That is why many do not practice using this spell. People who use this spell know the rule of using this spell: If it doesn't die, you will.

However, with this figure directly above him, he had a 100% chance of hitting his target.

Now, he just needed time to cast it. He needed to stall for time.

"A DEATH WISH IS…" the voice continued.

"WHO ARE YOU?" Lucius hollered.

A pause followed by and answer.

"WHO ARE YOU TO ASK ME, MEER PLEBIAN?" the voice retorted. The pressure and aura had increased tenfold and Lucius was nearly stunned.

Lucius knew, that he needed 5 more seconds to finish the spell. Now, he could only hope that luck would be on his side.

"I….. AM"









"Soul Seeker !"

The mysterious entity paused his speech. He faltered. The grip on Lucius weakened. Suddenly, a glow emitted from his chest. A pause.


From the chest of the entity a beam of light emitted, followed by subsequent beams that pierced his body. "Urgh…." The entity whimpered, before crumbling to dust.

Lucius breathed a sigh of relief. The wind was gone along with the death of the entity. Lucius was about to turn and leave when he noticed a glint lying where the entity once lay. Lucius bent down to pick up the object. He raised it in front of his eyes.

Then his knelt, and a wave of regret crashed into him.

In his hands, was a sliver pendant. The very same pendant his father had passed to him…

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