The Mage's Son by T Ariyanna

Author:T Ariyanna [Ariyanna, T]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: T. Ariyanna
Published: 2018-11-14T00:00:00+00:00

“Do you really have to be so bossy?” Arion asked with another flick of the wrist.

“Only when you're doing it wrong.”

“I don't see you doing any better.” Arion grumbled at the demon in his head. They were standing in front of the house. He had a lot of pent up energy, and Cy had suggested using it to change the house. They couldn't agree on any ideas, so it was slow going.

Arion gripped the window frame at the front of the house and pulled. The wood around it creaked, sparks shooting out of his hands. After a moment, it gave, and the window grew. He pulled it to the ground, making it taller than himself, and nodded in approval.

“Why, exactly, do we need huge windows? Shouldn't we make them smaller, so anyone passing by can't see?”

“I think they look cool. Besides, I can always tint them so people can't see inside. That good enough for you?”

Cy answered with a grunt, and watched in silence. Arion placed his hand against the glass, and it cooled his skin. Black smoke filled the window, slithering to every corner, until it was all that could be seen. Cy snorted in response, which Arion took as a compliment. He smiled, admiring his work. His eyes wandered from the darkness, and his reflection came into focus. He stumbled back out of shock, his eyes going wide.

The fire that had caught him during the explosion had charred half of his body. Half of him was normal, as it had been before, but the other half was grotesque. His puckered skin was eerily pale, and looked almost translucent. His nose and ear were withered, curling on his face, while the left corner of his mouth was stretched into a snarl. His hair was frayed and half gone, sticking out in random places. He reached a shaking hand to his neck, his nails black. He had thought his hand had only been bruised before, but there was no sign of fading.

Glancing back up at his reflection, something under his collar caught his eye. Pulling the clothes away gingerly, there was a patch of rough skin that was entirely black. Staring down his shirt, he discovered that it covered his stomach and disappeared into the waist of his pants. He clawed at the skin, thinking it was simply still burnt. He sliced through easily, and blood ran down his chest. He healed himself quickly. He had been so burnt that his skin was now naturally black.

“What the hell happened to me?” He stared at his reflection, wishing it would go away.

“Interesting,” Cy breathed, gazing right along with him. Where Arion watched in terror, Cy was merely curious.

“What's interesting? That I'm even more of a freak now than I was?”

“Not that, it's just…”

“Just what?”

“All magical creatures burn in different ways, that's all.” Cy turned away, hiding himself in his mind. There was more to his statement, and his abrupt silence, but Arion knew he wouldn't get it out of him.

“What am I going to do? This is so much worse than I thought.

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