Beck POV

I woke up with a stinging sensation on the left side of my face. I automatically said

“Go away Candy!”

As I slowly opened my eyes. After saying those words I remembered where I was. My eyes quickly shot up. Encompassing my entire view was Cyrus with a already prepped back hand. My mood fell fast after seeing him.

“What do you want?”

I asked trying to put some venom in my tone but he knew it just looked like a kitten trying to sound like a lion. Cyrus sat right in front of me.

“Look Beck I’m here to do a job, and I need you to help me do that job.”

I looked at him trying to not make an expression.

“Why do you need me?”

Cyrus exhaled like a tired old man.

“Because I need a host for all my power and this world is to weak for that power.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“Do you mean magic!?”

Cyrus gave a little smile

“You can consider it as magic, but that’s not what it is.”

I must have looked confused because Cyrus immediately cut me off.

“that’s a long discussion that we don’t have time for.”

I nodded my head in understanding.

“Now listen up Beck because I’m about to give a massive monologue so you can understand why we are in this position, and how this going to affects you. Do you have any questions before we start?”

I had a lot of questions

“What’s a monologue”

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After asking that question I knew I messed up. The next few hours were spent on me trying to calm Cyrus down as he cursed a lot of people I didn’t know. After his out burst he finally cold off a little. I tried to sound as calming as possible as I asked him one more question. I knew there was no way out of this.

“How can I help?”

Cyrus was laying on the floor as if he was trying to make a snow angel. he turned his head to look at me and said

“Get strong enough to handle me and get smart enough to talk to me.”

I knew he was insulting me but I couldn’t argue back. Before I could ask to go back to my body I found my self in the same position I was in when I intended that place. I wanted to have a mental break down. I was the host for the end of the world.

“I sorry Luna.... I can’t be your knight anymore.”

One burning tear fell down my face.

End Beck POV

Some time passed by as a small naked boy quietly sobbed under a tree.

Beck stood up like the sad boy didn’t exist.

“THIS IS SO PATHETIC!”

Beck yelled in a more animalistic voice.

“I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE YOU HAVE GOT TO BE THE MOST SPINELESS WIMP EVER! IM TAKING OVER. AND YOU BETTER WATCH WAHT IM DOING.”

After beck see those words beck ran over to the shore.

“What are you do?”

Beck asked in a soft voice.

“I’m finding a sharp rock you idiot.”

Beck replied sharply.

“But why a rock?”

Beck asked again. He took a long breath as a dad would when trying to not make a seen during a family Reunion.

“Listen beck, if you are in the wilderness, and you have nothing. The most important thing that you need is a sharp durable edge. Humans are one of the weakest species on the planet. our nails are almost useless. Our teeth are almost useless. we’re not that strong. we can’t run very fast. We can’t dig into the ground. we need tools to overcome theses physical limitations, and interact with our environment. And without these tools, we will die.”

Beck said to himself in a lecturing manor. As he looks around the shore.

“What kind of rock are you looking for?”

“Flint...YES!”

Beck picks up a big rock and then picks up a smaller rock.

“Now wha....”

Before beck could finish his question.

BANG

Beck slams the small rock into the bigger one. A chunk of the big rock came off. Beck dropped the Little Rock and picked up the shard.

“This is our salvation.”

A few hours passes of beck talking to himself In the woods.

He made a bow drill to make fire.

He made traps to get some meat.

The sun had almost set as beck was working with some sticks next to the fire.

“Are you worried about monsters?”

Beck asked himself.

“I set up traps around us we should be fine.”

As beck says that he is cooking rabbits over the fire.

“Can I have my body back please.”

Beck immediately responded

“No! This place is too dangerous for a person like you.”

Beck responded softly

“Can we just go to sleep? No I’m busy working.”

Silence envelop the woods except for the cricketing of crickets.

“what are you working on?”

“I’m tanning these rabbit skins.”

As the day light slowly dimmed beck had made frames for all rabbit skins and covered the skin part with a water down Paste of the rabbits brain matter.

“Now i just need some wood to smoke them.”

Beck grabbed some old wood that he found earlier in the day.

“Why not grab the branches that sill have green on them?”

As beck put the old wood on the fire he said

“We can’t use living trees because they still have water in them and that would defeat the whole entire purpose of the smoking.”

After beck finished all his work Cyrus gave back control to beck. His last words when controlling beck was

“don’t fuck anything up.”

When Beck finally got control over his body he felt and the pain his body was in. He started to cry from all the pain his body was feeling. Beck immediately ate the rabbit meat. When his body was done eating all the meat he balled up and wished this was all a dream.

“I want to go home...”

“I want to see Luna again”

“I don’t want a monster in my head...”

“I need to get stronger to kill this thing”

Beck wondered if Cyrus could hear all of Becks thought. Then again Cyrus wouldn’t care what Beck thought about him. Beck slowly muttered to him self.

“I will be the one that saves this world from my self.”

He slowly falls asleep after he mutters those words.