In the dark recesses of an unknown reasearch lab in an unknown location, a man was busy looking at a ragged book that he had open before him, his finger gulided along the lines written in a language that no normal person could dicipher except for him that is, he had been studying the book for years. The book held magics and powers that no mortal being should use, the man had studied the book only in intrigue but now, he had a need for the book, after he read through the passages on the page he was on he looked up. Before him was a large metal table, on it layed a child with short brown hair, three long black bangs extended from her head, ontop her head was a set of ears they were just like the ones the man himself had on his head.

The man walked up to the table and placed his hands down on it, he looked at the child laying motionless on the table, sadness filled his eyes, he smiled, "Don't you worry, Daddy's going to make you better" he touched the unmoving childs hand, "I promise" he tightened his grip and stared at the child for a while longer. He looked underneath the child, under the childs unmoving body was a cricle it had many weird and different symbols around it and it seemed to be drawn in blood, the man then looked over and there was another body. It was child sized, but, it wasn't a real flesh and blood child, it was an artifical body, one that the man had created after diciphering the instuctions in the book, the same circle was drawn under the fake child, he looked back at the living child before him and grinned. "Don't you worry, your new body will be much stronger" he brushed the childs face, "I'll make you better..." he whispered.

The child before him, was his own, his daughter had been born healthy as could be, but as she started to get older she started to show signs of sickness, the doctors that exmanied her had no idea what was ailling her. Her family had all but given up hope that is, until one doctor who specialized in magic sicknesses told them that the child was being ailled by, it was her own soul, the magic doctor told them the childs soul was stonger then most and her body was too weak to handle such a strong soul. He then told them the dire news, that in no time at all, the girl would die, her soul would be too much for her body to take, then as the doctor had said the girl started to get worse, and now, her father, not wanting to lose his child, decided he was going to save his daughter, even if he was going against the laws of nature.

With that, the man walked away from his daughter and stood at the center of the table, he then reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife, he extended his arm to the center of the table lining up with the two circle drawn on the table. He held the knife blade over his arm, he turned it over and presses the blade to his skin, he slowly drug the knife making a deep cut into his skin immediatley the blood started flowing out. It dripped onto the table, the mans breathing turned heavy, he dropped the knife to the ground and he turn his blood soaked arm so that more blood pooled in the center of the table. The pool of blood stared to leak towards the two blood drawn circles, when the mans blood touched both the red circles started to glowing faintly, the man gritted his teeth, the circles weren't glowling like they should be. He slammed his fist into the table, "Damn! is my blood not enough!" the man started to dispair, had he failed, was his daughter going to die.

He looked over at his unmoving child, he gritted his teeth so hard that it broke the skin of his lips and blood leaked down his chin, "Is there nothing else..." he looked down and started to cry, just then, a laugh pierced the mans ears, he looked up and looked around as the laugh got louder and louder. "What? Who's there!?" he shouted the laugh grew louder, the man growled "I asked whos there!" the laughing ceased, the man suddenly felt a coolness go down his back, he shuddered, then the room started to get cold as well, the man could see his own breath. "What is this?" he mumbled to himself it was then he heard snickering, he started looking around again, the snickering sounded the same as the laughing "Where are you?" he asked as he frantically looked around his lab.

It was then he caught sight of the book he had been reading beforehand, coming out from it was what looked like a thick line of tar, the line seemed to go away from the book as well, the mans body started to shake, his eyes fallowed the black line his fear growing. The black line went around him, and it seemed like whatever made it, was moving around his lab, as he continued to fallow it he found the line was circling around him. The mans heart started to pound, something was moving around him, something he had no idea what was, something that made him fear for his life. Just like the laughing the snickering vanished, he started to look around, trying to figure out where the 'thing' was, as he looked around he suddenly went frozen, as he felt something was standing right behind him. He could feel a great darkness behind him, just what had he awoken from the book? Slowly, he looked behind him, he almost died of a heart attack, as he was standing face to face with a huge black mass of a creature it was slightly humaniod shaped but, it looked like the body was made of some type of tar like substance.

The creature had no eyes but it had what looked like a mouth, just then, something resembling a tounge crawled out the creatures mouth, it was black like the creature itself but, it seemed like the creature was using it's tounge to sense it surroundings, almost like a snake. Down the creatures back was what looked like it could be its hair, it was white and instead of looking like soft hair it looked like hard stone, the black goo of the creature dripped off the white stone hairs. The man stared the creature down, he was too afraid to even speak but, the creature wasn't, it cackled, the mans body went rigged, the creature set it eyeless face on him, it was almost like even without eyes it knew he was there. "I can smell your fear" it spoke, it's voice sounded feminine, but, it was too malfestied for the man to tell for sure, the creatures mouth made what looked like a smile, "Don't be afraid of me, I want to help you" the man looked mystified.

The creature turned, and looked at the two child sized bodies on the table before it, it looked at the mans daughter, then at the artifical shell, it chuckled, "I see that your trying to put that childs soul into a stronger body" the creature looked back at the man, "You've read my book in great detail haven't you?" the mans mistifyed look turned to surprise. "Your book?" the creature nodded, "Yes, I wrote that book there" it pointed at the book it had came from, "I wrote all of the magic and powers I developed after years of reasearch" the creature smiled, "And I see, that someone has finally used it" the creature looked back at the two bodies on the table. It looked at the fake child laying on the table, "Oh, Artifical Human Creation, a favorite of mine" it mumbled, the it looked like it was analyzing the circles drawn under both bodies, it snickered, "I see, you tried the Soul Transfer spell I developed" the mans eyes went wide, "What do you mean tried, I fallowed the instructions in the book!" the creature looked at the man with a wicked smile.

The man was unnerved a bit, but he contiued talking, "I did like it said, but, it didn't work" he clenched his fists, "My daughter, I failed her..." a laugh came from the creature, "You simpleton" the creature mocked, the man glared at the creature, "Don't look so mad, you just didn't dicipher the instructions right" the man raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" the creature smiled, unbeknownst to the man, the creature had him where it wanted him, "I mean, because you diciphered the passage wrong you got the outcome you recieved" the man looked at the table where the two bodies layed. He stared at the two faintly glowing circles, he looked back at the creature, "Alright, tell me what I did wrong" the creature hummed in intrigue, "Do you really wish to know?" the man nodded without hesitation, the creature grinned, "Are you sure? Even if there's a price to pay?" the man hesitated this time.

His head swam with the idea of what such a creatures price would be, but, when he looked at his daughter on the table, and remebered that if this procidure didn't go right she'd be dead, the man sighed. He looked at the creature, with a fearful heart he nodded, the greature grinned, "Alright then, I'll tell you" the creature extended its black tar body in the shape of a hand "You need to give something much greater in value then just blood" the man shuddered. "Something more valuable?" the creature nodded, "Yes, something that equals what your about to do" the man looked over at the table where his daughter layed, the creature did as well, it snickered, "So,do you have something that is equivilent to a soul?" the creature truned, smiling, back at the man who got to thinking. "Something equal to a soul?" he tought hard, then it hit him, "Another soul" the creature grinned that told him he was right on the mark, then his face filled with dreed.

The only other soul, was his, he looked at his unmoving child and then down at his hands, he was scared to his core but, as he stared at his daughter knowing that if he gave up his sould she would be able to live. The man took a deep breath, "Alright, I'll offer up my soul, if it will allow my daughter to live" the creature chuckled, "Alright then, go back to the table, I'll tell you what to say" the man nodded, he did as he was told. He walked over to the table and looked at his child and then at her new body, he grinned "Daddys going to make you all better" he caressed his daughters face just then he felt woozy, he held himself up on the table it was then he realized what had caused his wooziness, he saw a pool of blood on the floor where he had been standing talking with the creature. A trail of blood led from the creature to the table where he stood, "Damnit" he cursed, in the shock of the situation he had forgotten that he was bleeding badly from the cut he inflincted on himself. He heard the creature chuckle, "It seems you've lost alot of blood" it grinned.

The man grunted, he stood up straight but, he wobbled a bit, he leaned against the table for support "Tell me what to do" he commanded the creature sneered, "Alright, place your palms on the table, make sure they are as close to the sigils as possible" the man nodded. He did as the creature told him, he looked at the creature and waited for the next step which the creature gave "Now, repeate these words" the man nodded, "O' Great Witch Necros..." the creature started "O' Great Witch Necros..." the man recited, the creature continued, "I wish to offer my Soul, in order to complete this contract...", "I wish to offer my Soul, in order to complete this contract..." unbeknownst to the man the creature smirked. "I give you my Soul, in hopes that you heed my call...","I give you my Soul, in hopes that you heed my call...", as the man recited the creatures words the blood drawn circles under the two bodies started to glow brighter, the man smirked, "I beg of you, O' Great Witch Necros, please accept my offering, and accept my request", "I beg of you, O' Great Witch Necros, please accpet my offering, and accept my request.

After the last line was recited, small holes started to appear in the creatures black face, the glowed a bright white and the creature started to cackle, "As you wish" in a flash the man was wrapped in the creatures black tar like appendage. In a panic he started to struggle, "Don't fight, you want me to help your darling daughter don't you?" that's all it took for the man to stop fighting. The creature grinned, the man was slowly pulled to the creature. He was filled with fear as he stared into the creatures white hollow eyes, the evil grin it had on its face, the almost demonic chuckling coming from its mouth. The creature opened its mouth, and as it did the man could feel as though his very being was getting sucked into the creatures mouth, his vision started to fade, he saw a small light start to come out his body, the creature grinned.

The light started to head for the creatures mouth as that happened, the man took one last look over at his motionless daughter, he smiled, "I told you sweetie, Daddy said he was going to make you better, even though I won't be there to see you grow" tears ran down the mans face. He looked back at the creature, he was ready to sarifice himself for his daughter to be able to live, but, just as the light coming out of his body entered the creatures mouth it stopped. The creature then started to look around, as if it was looking for something, it looked away from the man and a wide grin appeared on its face. The man wanted to see what the creature was looking at but, he didn't have the strength to turn his head then the creature looked back at him, it chuckled slightly, "You know, I decided to not take your soul" the man couldn't utter a response.

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The creature smiled, "I think I'll do this little request of your for free" the light that was halfway in the creatures mouth flew back into the man, his sight returned as did his functionality, he looked mistified at the creature. "What are you saying?" the creatures tar like appendage loosened its grip on the man and he fell to the floor he hopped up and with a confused expression looked at the creature, "But, you said if I didn't give up my soul, the Soul Transfer or whatever, wouldn't work!" the man clenched his fists. The creature laughed, "Simpleton, I can do anything I want, I created the magic" the man gasped, how could he have forgotten, when the creature saw the blood drawn circles underneath the two bodies it seemed that it knew the spell just by looking at it. "Who? Who are you?" the creature chuckled, "It's been many eons since I've had to give my name" it grinned.

The creature pointed to the book behind it, "The book, it is called Necorsis, I wrote every word in that book, I am..." the creature paused, "The Great Witch Necors" the mans eyes went wide, "Your Necros!? What were you doing inside your own book?" Necros clicked its tounge, "That story can be told at another date, don't you want to cure your daughter?" the mans eyes went to his unmoving daughter. He sighed, "If it helps her, then I don't care" Necros laughed with glee, "Alright then" Necors slithered over to the table where the two chils sized bodies layed, she threw her tar like apendaged over both bodies. The blood drawn circles glowed brighter then ever, the roomo also started to shake, Necros started to chant something that the man couldn't translate, light illuminated from his daughters body, and light surrouned the fake child. Necros kept chanting, at that moement, a small ball of light came out from his daughters body, it shined brilliantly, then Necros uttered the only words the man could understand, "Soul Tranfer" it whispered.

The ball of light hovering over his daughters body slowly made it's way over to the fake child, when it hovered over it it quickly went into the body, all at once the body grew hair, features formed, and then all at once the shaking and the blood circle stopped shining. The room grew quiet, Necros sighed, "It is done" a smile cracked on the mans face, "Really?" he was a bit at odds with what he had just seen, Necros turned to him and it smiled "Yes, your daughter it well now" tears rolled down the mans face. "Daddy..Daddy did it" it was then the fake child started to move, the mans eyes locked onto it, he watched as the body slowly rose off the table, it sat up, it's eyes opened, the mans eyes went wide, instead of having the brown eyes his daughter should have had the eyes the fake child had, were a golden yellow color. The man then saw more differences, the fake childs skin was pale, it hair and ears ontop its head instead of being brown was a dark violet color, and his daughters trademarked three black bangs going across her face wasn't there either.

The man shuddered, "Who are you? Your not my child" the fake child gave a hurt look, "Aw, father, how could you say that, of course I'm your child look at me" an evil grin spread across the fake childs face that sent a shiver down the mans spine. He shook his head, "No, your not my daughter, I can tell" the fake child grumbled "Che, your more dense then I thought" the fake child hopped off the table. The man was astonished, the fake child was the same size and height as his daughter, the fake child cracked its neck, "Che, do you know how much it hurts when a parent denies there child?" the man growled, "You are not my child!" a dark look crossed the fake childs face. "Look, I'll tell you something.." it smirked, "I'm every bit a part of your daughter then you think" the fake child looked over at the real child still lying on the table, "Taking your time aren't you?" it mumbled.

It walked towards the real child, the man pratically rushed over and got in the fake childs way, "Don't you dare touch my daughter you monster!" the fake child clicked its tounge, "Ouch, that one hurt daddy" it smiled creepily, the man shuddered, then in a blink, the fake childs hand shot out and took hold of the mans bloody arm. The man howled in pain, the fake childs grip on his arm was really tight, "Aw, does it hurt daddy?" the fake child squeezed harder, the man howled louder, he was brought to his knees. He started eye to eye with the fake child, a huge grin that made what little blood he had left go cold, "Please, stop" the man begged. The fake child chuckled, "Aw, but I'm having fun daddy, and, I don't think you've felt as much pain as I did" its face turned dark, "When you called me a monster" the fake child tightened it grip, the snapping of the mans bones in his arm was mixed with his screams of pain. The fake child started to laugh, it seemed to thrive on the pain it was inflicting on the man.

The fake child gripped tighter, the skin of the mans arm started to tear, the muscles underneath could be seen, blood feel to the floor in large sploches the fake child squeezed and a soft wet squish was heard, a huge grin appeared on the fake childs face. "Oh, I'm so sorry Daddy, I guess I squeezed too hard" it giggled demonicaly, the mans arm was let go the man cried out in agony as he stared at it squished arm, bone poked out from the skin. The man sure was glad his he had no feeling in the arm, his arm hit the floor with a wet squish he looked up at the fake child, fear ferevrent in his eyes, "Just what are you?" the fake child giggle, it placed it blood soaked fingers over its lips. "That's a secret to you, daddy" a chuckle came from Necros.

"Oh my, how splendid, I've never seen a creature who lived on pain and tourture like you" Necros grinned, "You remind me of myself" Necros slithered over to the fake child which looked up at it, "So, I take it your the one I need to thank for being freed?" the fake child looked Necros up and down, "Yes, I heard you calling out to me, and what I hear really captured my intrest" the fake child chuckled. The man growled, "So,this is your doing!" he staggered to his feet, his half detached arm swung like a chandelir at his side, the fake child and Necros looked over at the man who was glaring at them, "Your the one who created this, thing" he glared soley at the fake child. The fake child grumbled, "I thought I said it hurts, when you call me a monster, daddy" the fake child grinned, "Do you need me to crush your other arm as well?" the man shuddered, looking into the fake childs eyes caused him to see his own death.

"What have I unleashed?" he mumbled, his knees hit the ground, the fake child started to cackle, "Don't look so glum daddy, revel in the fact that your freed me" the fake child chuckled, "Revel, in the fact you unleashed the being that will make chaos reign supreme in this land!" the fake childs chuckling turned to manical laughter. Necros grinned, "Why don't you come with me child" Necros extended its tar like apendage to the fake child who looked at it with an icy stare, "Why would I want to do that?" Necros grinned, "I can supply you with all the power you'll need to achieve your goal" Necros smiled widely. "What do you say, child?" the fake child smirked, "I don't think so, you can go a crawl back inside your ragged book and stay there, I'm going to achieve my goal on my own" Necros clicked its tounge, "I see, But know this, there is going to come a time when your power will not be strong enough, when that happens you will seek me out" the fake child snickered.

"That will never happen, thanks again for freeing me" the fake child smirked, it then walked away the man looked up after he stopped crying in pain "Your not going anywhere!" he stumbled to his feet, "Theres no way I'm going to allow a monster like you to go free" the fake child stopped and looked back with a displeased look. It sighed, "Look, Daddy, theres no way that you'll be able to stop me so, why don't you.." it walked over to the man who started to cower, it pulled its arm back "Take a long nap" with that the fake child swung its arm and its hand connected with the mans face that sent him flying into the wall of his lab. He groaned as pain shot through his body, blood still dripped from his crushed arm, he weakly looked at the fake child, as he slowly lost conciousness he stared at the fake child and with a heavy heart, he blamed himself for allowing this monster to be freed.

The fake child clicked its tounge, it turned its head away from the unconcious man and looked at the real child still laying on the table it smirked, "I'll be back for you" it chuckled "I'll be back to make your life a living hell" the fake child noticed that Necros had vanished. It looked at the ragged book that was now closed on the table behind it, it walked over and it took hold of the book "I'm going to put you somewhere you'll never be found" it smirked and it walked off taking one last look at where it had been born. The fake child then walked out the lab, leaving the unconcious man and the unconcious child together in silence minuets after the fake child had left the real child started to move, it shifted a bit it slowly sat up from the table and sleepily rubbed it's eyes which opened to reveal a pair a dark brown eyes that scanned the dark room.

The ears on her head flickered, "Wh..Where am I?" she continued to look around she saw the blood drawn circle with strange symbols drawn around it "What is that?" as she studied the circle a sudden smell hit the childs nose. It was a strong metallic smell, she looked down and noticed a pool of blood in the center of the table she sat on "B..Blood?" she quivered she then smelled the same thing to the left of her. She looked and her eyes went wide, on the ground laying against the wall was a body, a body of a man, a man she immediatley recognized, "Daddy!" she shouted and she hopped off the table and ran to the mans side. She froze when she saw his crushed bleeding arm, the young child couldn't hold her stomach and vomited, she hacked and coughed as she vomited a second time the whole sight before her was much more then she could take. "What happened?" she looked at the table where she had woken up and then at her battered and broken father "Did, Did I do this?" she held herself.

She then heard a soft moan come from beside her, she looked and saw that her father was moving, she smiled "Daddy!" she grabbed his uncrushed arm, "Daddy! It's me! Wake up!" she gently shook her father who moaned again. His eyes fluttered open slowly, he looked around in a daze before he saw her standing next to him, a concerned look on her face, his eyes went wide in shock, he jumped back coincidentally knocking his daughter down. The girl sniffled, "Daddy, why'd you do that?" hse whimpered as tears rolled down her face, her father shuddered, he looked hard at the girl, "It's you.." he mumbled "But, how, you should.." the man stopped himself, he stared at the sight of his daughters tears soaked face. He placed a hand ontop her head and rubbed back and forth, "I'm sorry, sweetie, Daddy didn't mean to scare you" his daughter sniffled "Daddy, did, did I do that to you?" her father went rigged.

He put on a smile, "No, you didn't, Daddy just had an accident is all" his daughter sniffled, "I'm just so glad your okay" he rubbed her head a bit more, he smiled wider, the man didn't know how or why, he didn't know if he was dreaming or if he was dead and the devil was playing a trick on him but, he didn't care. His daughter, his true child, was right before him, alive and well, tears ran down his face and he started to laugh "I'm glad your okay, Yukio..." [END]