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Name: Vixie
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Lost the boy sat alone, the dark slowly fading as the sirens sounded around him. He sat there, eyes stained with tears, masses of people screaming as they ran to the safety of the Church. The dark came, covering the land, but still he sat, sobbing. Moments later the darkness covered his body, the area around, and all who sat, hiding. Almost simultaneously screams were heard, shrieks of terror and pain. "That's it..." He whispered to the dark, a foul scent washing over the land. He stood up, unable to see, but unafraid. "Mother..." He whispered to the dark around him, the words alien even to his own ears.

A distant creature approached him in the dark, something on four legs, dripping blood and bits of flesh. It snarled, and sniffed the air, almost as blind as the boy. He glanced down in the direction of the creature, his pain spreading out across the field like some hidden aura. The creature took a step back, whimpering in the dark, almost as if in pain. Vixie took a step forward and knelt down, holding his hand out to the dark. "Come..." He whispered, softly, a small voice to the snarl that answered back. "Come..." He whispered out once more, the creature obeying this time.

The hell hound took a few steps forward, it's blood soaked muzzle pressing into the boy's palm. He let out a scream, the anger and hate of the creature shooting through his body, his blood, his heart, as if some toxic liquid flowing through his veins. His eyes opened and the black went white around him, the creatures lighting up like a negative photo shot. He hissed softly and screamed again, his small body curling up on the blood soaked pavement. He shrieked in immense pain, his skull feeling as if it was splitting open, blood surrounding his head. His ears popped, a loud ringing noise taking hold of his hearing abilities, a deafening noise. In his mind he heard a dark chuckle, as if someone was taking joy from his pain, he wondered if it was just a dream. His body twisted and spasmed as it died and writhed on the pavement.

A sharp stabbing pain to his chest brought him back from the edge of death, his body numb to the pain a few seconds later. He sat up, the negative look still claiming his vision, the different view making his head spin. His head dipped down into his palm, swirling when he felt the horns that had grown from the place where he though his skull had broken open. He winced before he glanced up, a dark figure looming above his small broken form. It reached out and offered a pale disgusting hand, almost as if wanting to help him up. Vixie took the hand, his fingers so small compared to the larger ones of the dark man. From the moment his hand touched the man's, his veins went black, a new, dead, pulse pumping through his small body.

"Welcome to my domain, the dark you will now serve, the curse you will now live. I have selected you, the one who's pain brought my dog to listen." It said with a demonic twist, pulling Vixie into it's body.

Like a lost child who had found it's mother, Vixie clung to the demon, arms curling around it's waist. The Demon lifted the boy up, petting through his hair like a new born child, whispers and promises of a new life, one without pain filled his head. "You're safe, my child..." he heard over and over, head swirling when he took to the black.

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For years after he claimed the lives of many while the dark took over for the day, his magic able to stop time while he claimed more lives. The darkness that the demon had took him in gave him powers, and abilities. He was a demon of time, suffering in pain for centuries to come.

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