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'''Deciders of Fate: The Ruler of Light'''

The scene was set in a cozy, well lit home. A childish giggle bubbled from the throat of a teenage girl. She was about 15 or 16, and she was happily painting away. To anyone else this would've been nice, comforting, but if one was to take a closer look... Well... This may be sugarcoating it, but they would've been terrified. I am going to admit, I was scared shitless. ________________________________________________________________________ The story begins with me having been invited to her co-worker/friend's house for dinner. My friend, Fersa, was extremely excited to have me meet her family. As I pulled into the driveway of Fersa's house I looked up into the far window to see a girl, staring, staring at me her in fact. We made eye contact just before the teenager snapped the blinds closed. After parking and making my way to the door, I was greeted by whom I could only assume to be Fersa's husband. He was tall and had blonde hair, his eyes were a brown-red color. He was soon joined by Fersa, my friend's brown hair was in a bun, green eyes framed by her usual glasses. Fersa invited me in soon after my observation. The dinner table was set with such beautiful decorations, Silver and red candles, a black tables cloth with silver and red petals and roses embroidered, ther were white plates; and silverware, and finally blood-red roses in black vases littered the table. "Enchanting" I murmured to myself. "Isn't it?" Fersa started "My daughter, Emerald, set it up, she has a natural talent for beauty." As if on cue the before mentioned teenager descended the staircase. She strutted with dignity, and a powerful gaze that would have made kings kneel instantly. She practically produced power. Her hair was a variety of colors, blond roots, the blonde reached about 4 inches down her head, but soon faded to black, her bangs, dark as midnight, showered over one eye, a deep red, almost the color of dried blood, strip of bangs joined it until it reached a black tip. Her visible eye was green, but as she flipped her hair with a sharp shake of the head, a glimpse of red on the other eye was presented. She had an emotionless, almost sad, expression The girl, Emerald, was the first to sit. Unlike the rest of her household she ate more like a princess than, well when compared to them, a pig. After dinner she disappeared upstairs. As I said my goodbyes to her family I ascended the stairs, apart from the fact I never properly introduced myself, I thought it only polite to say goodbye. I heard giggling, and smiled. I thought she was one to be emotionless, but apparently one cannot be judged on the outside only. 'What a sweet sound' I thought, and as I looked into the room the kind smile grew, she was happily painting away, giggling softly now. I looked around the room, smile disappearing, the room had paintings of people from recent news stories, ones that had been brutally murdered. My expression, I assume, became one of even more fear. The only color used in to paintings were black and red. The carmine color was frighteningly close to the color of dried blood. Afraid, I turned to the girl, not seeming to notice my presence. I crept close, tilting slightly, the painting came into my field of vision. I gasped against my better judgement, but the sound was drowned out by the girl's, now loud, giggling. The painting... Was of me! My dead, lifeless body was strung out. My head was cut clean off, hung from a rope next to my, also hanging, body. glinting with light and fresh blood was a white sword held by the girl herself. I noticed she was holding a bloodied, dripping hand. I made a double-take and the body, my body, had no left hand. When the giggling softened my eyes caught a hand moving to a sword on a rack. My heart sped into overdrive as I realized the sword was the same as in the picture. The same as in all the pictures. The girl grasped it, and turned to me. I wish I could tell you I ran at this point, but I didn't. 'Enchanting,' The word rung in my head, 'Enchanting. Enchanting!' I sucked in a breath, finding it hard to move, hard to think. "Enchanted." The girl spoke 'Are you enchanted by my painting, paintings even. Or, are you enchanted by me." The girl said in a way that was not a question, but a knowing statement. "W-Why...?" My voice came weak, and I was feeling at mercy to her. As a peasant did while kneeling to a king. 'A powerful gaze that would make kings kneel' Yes, that was the exact gaze fixed on me. I felt as of not a peasant, but a powerful king kneeling to a god. The girl approached "Kneel" A demand, I got onto my knees as instructed, feeling my dignity and power gathered over the years be ripped away. 'A king kneeling before a god.' "Mandy Surl, a woman whom has pushed down all that were in her way. Only to reach the top?" She began, glare piercing through me. "Friends, family, co-workers. Hell, you were even planning to use my mother!" She laughed wickedly "I hate people like you, thinking you're good enough to rule Heaven, or Hell, Ha!" "W-w-who are you?" she paused her laughter, a grin, sharp as the sword in her hand, pulled at her cheeks. "Ever heard the name 'Ruler of Light' or 'Controller of Darkness'?" I felt my heart stop, the rumor of the two 'Deciders of Fate' had my blood running cold. "So you have. Who am I? I am the 'Ruler of Light', and I've decided you're not worthy enough to be sent to Heaven." My head began to swim, tears started to stream down my face. "But!" I locked eyes with her, "If thought worthy enough to be sent to the 'World of Trials' by my brother, I shall agree to have you tested a second time, whether you make it to Heaven or Hell will be decided solely of how you act. After that the decision will be made. And if my brother finds you unworthy, you will be sent to Hell." She stepped before me, only inches apart. She rose her sword and my senses were overloaded with pain. "If you meet either God or the Devil." She laughed as the shadows began to drape over and into me, "Tell them I said 'Hi'" 'Darkness, Controller of Darkness' I thought before the dark engulfed me with the sound of laughter. ________________________________________________________________________ I am Mandy, That's my name. I am writing this story before my final moments, so that the world knows of the 'Deciders of Fate' the 'Ruler of Light' a girl with black, red and blonde hair with emerald and carmine eyes. The 'Controller of Darkness' a boy the same age with hair that is about 7 inches from the root. His hair is black with red tips, he has one black eye and the opposite eye is carmine, his left eye is red and the girl's right eye (covered eye) is red. They are not what they seem. The girl, seemingly depressed on the outside is happy and bubbly. While the boy is happy and cocky on the outside while he is depressing on the inside. I'm Mandy Surl, and I ask you not to forget my name. I'll be the woman that told the world of the two troublesome 'Deciders of Fate.' Now I must go, it is time to decide my fate with death, this will be the second time I died. I hope the outcome is better than that of before.

--AppleFox90 (talk) 06:19, May 31, 2014 (UTC)AppleFox90