Tale of a Blood-mage
Chapter 2: Survival of the Fit Enough: 2
Previous Chapter Next ChapterThis is where I start giving personality to my character instead of just "setting the stage" also this will have cursing, crude humor, and shity jokes, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Survival of the Fit Enough
I gasp in pain as I slowly awaken, head throbbing, trouble breathing, no idea what's going on. As soon as I recall all "the voice" has put me through, I wonder who was my savior? Was it myself? Because if it is that is real damn awesome, you know able to summon upon my divinity is in my top 10 of "cool shit".
"Wow I sure am a lot different here then I was in purgatory" I say, not able to come up with a better word for such a place. It seems that place made me immensely depressed or some shit because I seemed to be a whole different person here then there. But hey, I'm not complaining about not being a depressing asshole. At this point I realize... For lack of a better word... I'm fucked.
I just got dropped of in the middle of the forest no idea how I got here or how to survive, or even how to wipe my ass without fucking up in some bizarre way, for all I know half the plants here could try to fuck me over in some way or another, I never trusted plants to begin with... Or did I? Well Fuck it I'm not trusting them starting now, those blue flowers over their look like they could kick my ass... I think.
"Well no time like the present" I yell out to the wilderness quickly realizing the stupidity of announcing myself to my less than hospitable neighbors. "You know what... fuck you guys I don't care if you come out and try to fuck me over I've had enough of this shit". Soon after saying this I realize my self in all my glory, that I am not wearing any clothes... "fuck it I don't give a rats ass if you see my peaker or not" I shout out again to my asshole neighbors, I don't even have to know them to know they are assholes, but then I slowly realize those asshole will likely eat me, so I shut up.
During all this time I had been walking around aimlessly not paying attention to anything except how I believe my neighbors to be... Completely ignoring my open wounds and screwed up features. You'd be surprised how hard it can be to notice yourself bleeding out. I guess talking to myself helps with pain? Because now it feels like I just got kick in the balls... Except you know without getting kicked there... OK what I mean IS I am in so much pain that... You know fuck it I don't have to explain myself to my mind, that's just silly.
Alright as I now begin to understand, I don't pay attention. It just seems to be a simple fact, like how I can't conjure magical items for absolutely no reason, if I can that is real damn cool, but... Turns out this is a bad thing when you're in an unknown place with no idea of the effects of things here... Like fucking plants. Like those blue flowers I saw earlier.. As soon as I stumbled into those assholes I began feeling much weaker. Beyond weak, I felt helpless. My own worst fear is being in acted upon by FUCKING FLOWERS. Soon afterward I pass out from... Well hell I don't know being tired? What ever happened I just knew it would fuck me over in some way... God I hope the voice doesn't come...
Twilight Sparkle 3rd person
Twilight was quietly enjoying a book of (GUESS WHAT) facts about different species, at the moment she was reading up on something rumored as "humans" she usually did not indulge upon such unlikely tall tells but she had been ordered by Princess Celestia, by reasons she did not know. But she would not dare question the Princesses motives, her devotion was at time seen as dramatic but not much more than any of the other Princesses subjects. Perhaps being the sun goddesses personal student called for more devotion then with the princesses other subjects.
Twilight was nearly done with reading about the description of how a human looks when Spike burped from across the room, signifying a message from the princess. Before Spike, the green and purple baby dragon, could even say a word Twilight dashed over and read the message for she knew such an unusual request was not without reason.
Dear my most faithful student,There has been a disturbance believed to be in the Everfree forest, I advise you to take the Elements of Harmony into the forest to find such a thing.
From Princess Celestia.
Twilight knew for Celestia to almost order Twilight to do this must mean that this is truly important, not that anything Celestia says isn't, but cool her earlier request to research humans have something to do with this? She had to know so she quickly went off to her friends to gather them fo such a venture.
Human 1st person
"No leave me alone, I refuse to listen to you" I scream the violent voice in the reaches of my mind. Here I was trapped in the eternal abyss, at least this time there was hope for freedom, or at least freedom in death.
The voice yet again, preferring to communicate with images, revealing my worst nightmares. But... I was angry. It could not get away with this. I focused my energy into one form, a form of light. Hoping that this will lead to my freedom, or at least cause it to shut up for a while. It seemed to be working as I began to see things in my real eyes. As you can imagine being sent back to that place because of asshole flowers really pissed me off.
"Fuck you asshole flowers I'm goanna... goanna..." I stopped as I realized I was out of breath, as if all the energy had been taken away again. "fucking... Flowers" I take several minutes to recuperate, mustering the strength to fuck over that patch of flowers. After a sufficient amount of time I crawled over to the flowers, smiling evilly, knowing I would have my revenge. I mean come on they're damn flowers, I doubt there is much more they could do to me. So in anger, I rip up those assholes, they got what they deserved. But... Turns out these flowers are BEYOND the asshole category and more into the own worst enemy". Turns out they made incapable of speech. Now while this would not bother many people it does me as... Well as you may have noticed if I don't complain out loud the pain from my wounds surfaces, talking seems to be the best medicine for me. But those "things" have taken that away.
"gurhhhhh" I scream although what I meant to say was "FUCKING FLOWERS". But I doubt my neighbors would give a shit whichever I said as long as I rolled over and let them eat me. Speaking of neighbors...
I saw a big ass cat come out of the surrounding growth, now I'm thinking "OH SHIT A JUNGLE CAT" but really after looking a second longer it is even worse. It has a scorpion tail. Now this day just gets better and better. The "cat" looked real hungry so I can only guess what it has in mind. "fuck me.." Which translates to "brughh". But you know what? I refuse to die to a fucking kitten, in fact, if I ever see a cat again I'm going to-... At this point the kitty slashes at me, it seems to have covered quite a bit of distance in the time it took me to think about this.
But even more strangely, I feel an unknown power surging through me, as if my spilled blood gives me strength. By this time, I know there is no hope for my survival, even so I put up my left hand in an attempt to stop this cat from killing. Now imagine how surprised I am to suddenly see the cat seize up, as if all its muscles had stopped working, at the point of my hand? Now this is definitely in the top 10 of "cool shit I can do".
"Haha pussy cat you don't have shit on this" also meaning "Gurhhhhhhurhh". The longer I kept my palm towards the cat the weaker I felt. As I take my hand away the cat just gets up and run as if saying "fuck this". I collapse on the ground keeping up a tough demeanor until I'm sure it is gone. As I look on the ground in exhaustion, I notice the blood like tattoo on my hand glowing. This is all I need to feel confident that it had something to do with my survival.
It seems doing that did a bad toll on my body as I seem to have a lot less blood then when I awoke. I'm going to assume it was what ever the fuck I just did that caused that instead of my bleeding out on the ground, because if it's not, I'm fucked.
I then feel myself drifting away, I just hope I will wake up from were ever I'm going.
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