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It was dark and Link was doing his final rounds in the night before going home to find a nice place to crash. But happened off course and then hear voices. Snow just begun to fall on dead grass, an omious place. He dropped low, ears up as he tried to make out the voices ahead. he came to a wall and slipped around to find an old forgotten cemitary. or perhaps not so forgotten, two sishes were there, one pink and inocent. The other.... His skin crawled to look at. It had a dark aroura, black fur and horns. Sharp horns.
He suddenly saw the dark one strike out at the princess, and saw his cue. He rushed forward putting all his strength into his legs to get between the two. "Don't hurt her!"

Blinking back a few little tears Swete sat up sniffling once as she watched Ciera turn and leave her behind yet again. Looking up she found herself staring at her would be rescuer . “Th-th-thank you.” She stuttered regaining her feet with a bit of a wobble, “I don’t think she would have actually have hurt me to badly, she just has a horrible temper. I am Swete by the way and that big meanie you rescued me from is my cousin Ciera. Who are you?”

Shaking herself in a ripple of fur Swete straightened up twitching her tail back and forth as she looked Link over with an interested gaze. “Yes yes I am fine thanks, just rather shaken.” she said in answer, “ she just got in that first swipe before you stopped her.” Turning her head to look up the path at the gate a small frown crossed her face as she turned back toward Link. “As for her looking like an evil wish, well she is.” Swete said with a slight shrug of her shoulders, “She wanted to bring some animal or other back from the dead for some reason today.” Leaning forward she said in a conspiratorial whisper, “I think she is trying to find something that can chase that squirrel off. Ciera doesn't like him very much”

“Umm no one is really exactly sure where the squirrel came or why he follows her around. It is the strangest thing.” Swete agreed before taking a few steps up towards the cemetery. “Home?” she asked with a confused look before brightening, “Oh my home, no thank you. I am suppose to be helping Ciera. She said something about needing blood and some sacrifice or other for some reason. You want to come help to? We’re suppose to start before midnight so that when the umm the umm witching hour? Rolls around everything will be in place.”

Turning back up the path Swete skipped the last few steps to the gate and squeezed through the same bars Ciera had pushed through earlier. Emerging inside of the cemetery she took in the surrounding area in a quick sweeping glance but was unable to find Ciera.

A frown flickered across Swete’s face at Link’s questions. “Um I am not entirely sure what kind of blood she never specified that part of the plan. I just know that I am needed so I am going to help, after all the world would be such a dark place if people weren‘t nice to each other.” she said grinning back at link. With a decisive nod of her head the brightly colored little wishling turned back to scanning the area for Ciera as she moved forward. Up ahead she spotted dark shapes moving around in the shadows of a tall head stone. Sprinting ahead she found Ciera clawing strange symbols into the dirt while her squirrel nosed around some dry leaves on the ground.

Lifting her head for a moment as Swete and Link arrived next to the large headstone Ciera sighed at the happy eager to help expression Swete wore and rolled her eyes at Link’s demands. Glancing over at the Squirrel she thought, just who does this idiot think he is? Why would I tell my plans to some little wish who thinks he has a clue as to what we are doing? Shaking her head at the comforting thoughts the little rodent sent to her through their bond she growled softly before demanding, tell Swete to lay down in the center of the circle. Chittering nervously the Squirrel darts around the tall shadowy Link to relay the instructions to Swete.

Swete walked forward brushing her shoulder against Link’s in a reassuring gesture before trotting over to the circle and hoping lightly over the outer markings so as not to smudge them. As she crossed the line though a slight tingling sensation moved through her body. When she landed a strange forced seemed to force her down and she gave a sharp cry of disbelieve as her legs were knocked out from under her by some unseen force.

As Swete jumped into the circle Ciera quickly drew another circle around ensnaring her and beginning the summoning ritual. A series of hsises and growls issued forth in a strange almost chanting sound.

Swete felt something pulling at the ruff of her neck, but when the circle had been broken what felt like thousands of volts of electricity ran through her body. It was instant paralysis and harsh shocks to her body making her want to black out, but something was holding onto her forcing her to remain conscious. A high pitched whining started in the same instant causing a small stream of blood to dribble from her ears and nose. The first few drops fell just inside the circle as she was dragged out by Link. Once she was clear she was able to drag in a harsh deep breath and a low moan escaped as black spots swirled before her eyes.


“You to late!” came from a loud squeaky voice chattered as the squirrel ran darting circles around Ciera. Watching the remaining symbols take on a faint bluish glow she grinned toothily tilting her head to the side as an unearthly howl strangely muffled filled the air.