The Intruder

"She gazed at the world.

Its beauty.  Its shape.  It's intricate little details.  Her mission was to reach for this other world....but she could not.  All she could do was sit and pray for a miracle.....

"Nobody will answer....nobody will help...."

How long had it been? Months? Years? Centuries? Millenia?

No.  She had observed this world, this happy world for as long as she can remember...and she was sick of it.  Why did she not deserve happiness? Why was she locked in this dimension?  

Her rage grew...it twisted her.  Slowly what remained of her humanity was stripped from her..."

"She was human?" the apprentice asked.

"Yes child.  She was a human,"  the old man rose and looked out the window before continuing with his story.  "and she was a beautiful one at that.  Her beauty was unparalleled, her heart could not be tamed, and her mind was one of he strongest I had ever known."

"Then....how sir?  How could she, as a human, develop such hatred that it would transform her?" asked the female apprentice. 

"She fell in love...."

"But sir...is love really that bad?" asked the first apprentice.

"No child.....but when you're a fool and damage those you love....then it's bad.  For you see it was at that moment that her heart closed, her rage grew and the world could not contain it.  She had to be restrained, and that's when her transformation began.  Her emotions changed her.  Her body could not contain the hatred or the anger she carried and slowly dissolved, leaving the darkness within."

"And this is the darkness plaguing mankind."  a young man had appeared at the doorway, his attire immaculate and a cocky smirk on his face.

"So you made it to the class. Unfortunately you're not welcome." the old man turned to look at this intruder, 

"Aw and I was looking forward to reuniting you with an old flame," a sword materialized into the young man's hand, as his eyes became as black as coal, his smirk grew to an evil grin and a dark aura surrounded him.  He opened his mouth as if to speak and what came out chilled the apprentices' voices to the bone.

A cold, and yet beautiful voice, dripping with malicious intent.

"You've gotten old my love" the voice said.

"And you my darling, are the most beautiful creature that i'll ever have to kill" the old man said as he unsheathed his sword.