Choices.

Magic can corrupt even the most pure hearted one, so what about me? Do you think I’m corrupt?

“Mom!” My voice echoes in the large entry hall of the castle. Mother is busy holding the bandits away from the door but my voice manages to catch her attention. She turns around to see what it was, when she saw what was happening she panicked. One of the bandits had been smarter than the others and had taken the back door, captured me and now threatened with cutting my throat. Sadly for him my mother was a mage and she sent a frostbolt right into the face of the bandit. When she turned around to take care of the door it was already too late and the bandits had broken it down. She ran towards me but before she could get to me she was taken down by a spear thrown by one of the bandits. She fell straight forward and hit the floor, sliding almost a meter before stopping, leaving a long track of blood behind her. She coughed up some blood before looking up at me. I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream out the pain I felt in my chest, but I was too scared. I was 13 years old and was supposed to be brave, I were supposed to be the one to protect her, But all I did was stand in her way. I watched as one of the bandits walked towards my mother, the man was tall and had a long mustache. I began shaking of fear, And let a tear go down my chin. My mother lifted her arm Slowly, It was soaked in her own blood, but that didn’t stop my mother. “Do… Do you remember… The enchantment?”
I shake my head up and down really fast.
She coughed up some more blood before continuing. “You… You have to be brave now. Do… Do you understand?” Once again I nod to my mother, she let out a short laugh but stopped when one of the bandits planted his foot on my mother’s back spine. “Boohoo! So sad, I think I’m going to cry!” He smiled sarcastic. He touched the spear and my mother screams out in pain, “Ha-ha! Not so tough now, are you!” The bandit takes the spear out very slowly, making it as painful as possible. Then he bows down and turns my mother over so she is facing the roof. The bandit kicks my mother in the face with his right foot and laugh’s. My mother just laughed of them. “K… Kick all you want” Mother chokes some more blood up. I keep my eyes on a drop of blood as it flows down the cheek of my mother. “You… You will never get her!” The man looks angry on my mother for a short time “Then we will torture you! Right in front of your son! John, Jeremy, go get the poison!”
The two bandits run out. “Poison?” My mother said. “What poison?” My mother is beginning to sound scared. The bandit just smiles back to her “What poison!?”
After a few minutes John and Jeremy came running back with a small flask which I assume is the poison.
The big bandit smile’s and takes it right from the hands of John. “Took you long enough!” he turns around again and bows down to my mother. “Last chance, tell me where the book is!” Mother looks a little scared but she says nothing.
“Your choice.” He makes my mother drink the poison.
At first it seemed like it didn’t work, but then.
All of a sudden she began shaking uncontrollably, she screamed out in pain and the bandits began laughing of her. I could feel her pain and began crying uncontrollably.
The effect of the poison lasted only three minutes, but for my mother it was like 3 days in hell.
The Bandit with the mustache bowed down to her again. “Now, Will you tell us where the book is?” My mother looked up on the bandit crying in fear but she said something that will haunt me for years. “Never…”
The bandit looked angry on my mother and spit in her face. “Get me more poison!” one of the bandits looked sad on the man with the mustache. “There is nothing left, Sir… Someone have destroyed them all.” The mustached man turned around fast, drawing his sword. “What?”
“It’s true! Just go look for yourself!” The bandits began running outside to take a look what was going on.
I took the chance and ran to my mother. “Mom… Please, Say something.”
She looked on me, opened here mouth and said. “Kill me…” She cried it out. “Please just kill me”
I looked sad on my mother. “Should I… Should I summon her?”
We heard that the bandits were coming back. “Yes…” My mother told me.
I backed away from my mother and managed to stumble on the bandit my mother had killed. I shake of fear when the bandits came walking in. “well, we found three more flask of poison.”
“No! Not one more! Please I beg of you!” The bandit leader smiled and walked to my mother slowly. When he reached mother he bowed down to her only to get a fist right into his face. I could hear that his nose-bone had been broken. The bandit yelled out in pain just like my mother had done. “Take that… Belmar!” she laughed of him. After a short time the bandit recovered and with anger the bandit came back and pored every last drop into my mother, all three bottles.
This time there was no waiting, my mother began screaming instantly out of pain. Everyone knew she would die but no one cared, out of me. An hour of screaming in pain she finally died, because one of the bandits had finished her of with his spare. “Finally, thought that women would never die!” All of the bandits laughed.
At that point I didn’t feel anything. I had lost most of my love for everything and everyone out of my mother. There was a big gap inside me now that my mother was gone and I filled it with nothing else than rage. I rose up and whispered the enchantments that my mother had been teaching me the last three years, she told me dozens of times never to use. But my mother was dead now and the same was I if I didn’t do something very soon. The words came out as I had remembered them and the bandits didn’t stop me, they were too busy with my mother, when they noticed it, it was already to late and the spell was done.
Fire begins to surround me and the bandits finally noticed me. I looked down at the floor where my mother’s blood was, it had now formed the summoning circle which had been carefully mined into the floor by mother before the bandits came. The bandits backed slowly to the door, but the man who had given mother the poison was to terrified to even move. He was the only one who was lucky enough to be caught by the fire. I watch as the bandit screamed and turned into ashes, one of the men tried to those a spear towards me but it was consumed by the fire before it could reach me. I hear a strange noise where my mother used to be, I turn my head towards my mother’s body, My eye’s was cold.
My mother was floating in the air. She had her hands bent back and looking upwards. Still, I was not scared nor was I shocked. This was a part of the summoning after all.
She let out a loud scream, so loud that all of the windows exploded. The bandits held their hands over their ears in pain, but the sound didn’t hurt the summoner.
After a short time with screaming she exploded from the inside, but the blood didn’t fly away as it should have it, instead it just fell to the floor. She would stay like this for some time and I thought the bandits would get bold and try something funny, but they were still closed inside the house because of the fire and killing me was also impossible because they were closed inside a circle of flames together with my mother. I looked back at my mother again to see her progress. She was beginning to collect mana now so it wasn’t long to she was done. This should have taken days but since she did it with her own will it would only take some minutes. I looked at what was left, her flesh and bones had smelted into the pool of blood on the ground, after a short time the Boiling blood began spinning around with a wonderful combination of red and white, It rose up and took form. What took form was known for agility and intelligence, she became a succubus. I heard that the bandits began gathering their bravery. Apparently they were whistling on the naked succubus, they have no idea who they are messing with. They were also yelling that they wanted to kill me. I didn’t care about those fools and concentrated on the succubus as she was gathering her power. I could feel the power flowing through the air and into her. When she was finally full of magic again she turned around and I took a note on that Succubus does not come with cloths when summoned.
“What is your bidding, master?” the succubus says.
I look at her first, scanning here body for weapons, sadly it didn’t seem like she had one. I bowed down and picked up whip that used to belong to the bandit that had poisoned and killed my mother, and then I used my left hand throw the whip to the succubus, luckily it was not burned by the fire surrounding her. I pointed at the bandits with my right hand and said. “Kill them.” My anger grew as she hesitated. “Kill them all!” she looked up to me and gave me a big cold smile. she picked up the whip from the floor. “They are nothing but dog food, master”.
A strange symbol appeared on the floor, I heard a strange sound and then another demon came out of it, a fell hound. The succubus looks on the Felhound she had summoned and spoke to it on Eredun, the Felhound then launches on the bandits who were now shaking of fear. I watch the bandits as they begin to run forgetting the flames surrounding them. The bandits begin to scream as they run through the flames and out the door. The Felhound follows them and for a short time there are no other sounds then the fire surrounding us, but after a short time I hear screams coming from outside and I laugh, For the first time in two month’s I laugh.
When the screaming stopped the Succubus calls back the Felhound and sends it back to where it came from. I look on the Succubus that used to be my mother, but is now a Demon that everyone will despise. “Was that all, master?” I look at what used to be my mother.
“Yes, that was all.” I whisper some Enchantments that are used to unsummon the Succubus.
I take a last look on the Succubus as she disappears into nothingness, leaving me behind with nothing but an empty house and tons of dead people.
I fall down on my knees and begin to cry. After that I fell asleep and didn’t wake up before it had passed 2 days. When I waked up I were thirsty, and very hungry but not for food, I felt week and powerless, I wanted more power, I wanted to feel the rush of summoning another creature from the twisting nether. But mostly I was thirsty.
I rose up and took a look around. It seems like the fire have ended and it seems like the smoke have attracted someone. I heard someone walking in the courtyard. I looked down at my shirt, it was full of holes, blood and burn marks. Humph… I didn’t look more noble then a Murlock. I stepped over the half-burned door and into the courtyard.
The man’s face was covered up so I couldn’t see his face, he was looking around on the devastation, and he seemed to be very interested in the half eaten bodies. I decided to trust this caped man since there was no one left in my life and I would die anyway if I didn’t talk to him. I took one step into the court yard and the man somehow sensed me for he turned around and looked at me. His face was covered so I couldn’t see much, in-fact the only thing I could see was a bright grin.
“So you were the one causing this chaos.” I looked at him with cold eyes, “Yes, I was the one who started the fire, the one who killed the bandits and my mother. I have slaughtered every one, yet I don’t feel any sadness. Why is that? Is there something wrong with me?”
The man’s grin got even bigger and he said” No, There is nothing wrong with you.” I heard some more people running outside the gate.
The stranger looked down at me. “Come with me.” I did what he said for there was something with him that attracted me, it was power. I could sense it.
He had the same power as I had, but this was different. It was wilder and much more destructive. The man ran to a walleye that I hadn’t noticed before and showed me a part of the wall that was untouched by the fire. He pushed some of the bricks in and a secret passage opened up. The secret passage led us outside of the house and far into the forest, after that I followed him where ever he went. Learned what he knew, and most importantly. I learned how to control my power.

“Eight years… Eight years of training and studying.” I sat in a tavern basement in Stormwind, talking to some students off the Mage School who had lost interest in arcane magic and wanted more power. “That’s how long it took me to learn everything I needed to survive.”
One of the students looked at me and said. “But was that enough? Didn’t you want more?” I looked down at him and smiled. “No, it was never enough and it will never be. Even now I feel the hunger for more power inside of me growing.” Some of the students began looking between each other, skeptic about if the truly wanted to be a Warlock. “But then I learned something that have been very useful
The students began to ask questions between them until one finally got the courage to ask. “What was it master?” A grin appeared on my face. “Here, let me show you.”
I stretched my hand out towards the students and said some words on Eredun and pointed my hand on the students. The students didn’t even have the chance to act before the green shield had surrounded them. The shield was made of fel magic so it was close to impossible to destroy. The students those many spells on the shield but they couldn’t destroy the shield, in fact, they only boosted the spell and made me more powerful. “We… Trusted you…” I smiled while I watched him fall on the ground out of the lack of energy. “Welcome to my world.” He took one last look at me, sadness, remorse, anger. I could feel everything as he faded away and became a part of me.
When the mages had faded away I were left alone in the room and for some seconds there was I could hear nothing else but my own breath, I fell down at my knees and a tear managed to get out of my eye. “Are you alright, master?” I turned around and looked at the succubus behind me. I wiped away the tear with my right hand. “Yes, I’m fine”
The succubus looked at me and I could see she was worrying. “Shut it! I need to concentrate.”
She disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
Right after she had gone back to the Twisting nether I heard someone walking down the stairs.
“Caught at last”
I smiled at the one standing in the stairs.