The Darkness within Me

[ragnvaldr]

Mandalorian steel clanked against the crystalline path as Ragnvaldr continuer his solemn march while leaning on Honor for support.

“So, my soon-to-be prisoner,” a voice shoots out from the darkness. “I’ve heard you want to go after Heavens’ Dark Harbinger, No?”

The mandalorian’s eyes filled with rage of remembrance as his thoughts went back to that ship……always that bloody god damn ship.

Suddenly the crystalline path began to waiver and everything disappeared. A hurricane materialized into existence, raging and writhing, pulling his body through infinite space and plunging him deeper and deeper into the eye. Further and Further Ragnvaldr went down until he saw a purple glow at the bottom of the writhing torrent. The illumination grew as he got closer. Then, he realized where it was coming from as he saw a seen up ahead.

Ragnvaldr fell through the hole in the hurricane and landed…on the Crimson Armada Battle Cruiser. All his companions from Shartoosh, the best sharpshooter in the universe, to Micorian, himself. He saw all of them alive and well. In fact, they were laughing. Although, Ragnvaldr in such disbelief couldn’t hear a word they were saying for they did not make any sound. It was like he was gone and they were whole rather than the other way around.

“How could this be?” Ragnvaldr exclaims in confusion. “This is not possible. They should be…gone.”

Something else bothered Ragnvaldr at the corner of his vision. Ribbons of purple light shot all along the walls of the ship and the crew didn’t even seem to notice any of it. As Ragnvaldr took a closer look, he noticed that they actually looked like a human vein and the source of this light came from the window. As Ragnvaldr turned around and looked to the nearest glass portal, he saw the planet of Tishi in all its splendor, unmarred by time and just as peaceful.

Then, as if summoned out of the abyss, a huge dark hole appeared right on the surface and started tearing apart the planet. Purple rays from the planet shot out at nothingness as the planets core was engulfed inward and pushed outward at the same time, loosing purple streams of magma all around the nearby ship.

After, the majority of the magma flew by, one single purple tendril shot out from the dark hole itself and hit the Crimson Armada Battle Cruiser. Shockwaves ran through the hull as Ragnvaldr saw each and every one of his men convulsed in pain and then dissipate into smoke, smoke as black as the unknown space beyond the universe itself. He saw smoke around himself to and thought himself to be disappearing but no. Instead, the flack fog of his comrades was being absorbed into his pores.

“God DAMMMMAAAAAAAGH!!!!”

Ragnvaldr screamed as a torrent of pain wracked his body and tore through his mind. So extreme was this pain that it turned his vision to abysmal black and blotted out all noise with tearing, ripping sounds as if his own flesh was being eviscerated.

[ragnvaldr]

Finally, when the pain reached a peak of unbearability and Ragnvaldr just wanted to end, to stop existing for the fire within his nerves was driving him mad, it stopped. Just like that, as if a fire had been extinguished by a torrent of water, Ragnvaldr, recovering from the turmoil within, opened his eyes, eyes so heavy that it felt like fifty-thousand X-Wings were pushing down upon his eye lids.

Finally achieving an open-eye, Ragnvaldr, laying on his back, peered above him to see a form unlike anything he had ever seen before. A creature or being that seemed darker than the darkness itself.

“We have been waiting Commander Molitor,” the voices echoed in his head.

“No, not you guys. I will never fight you. You were my comrades, my friends, practically my family.”

“We won’t fight you, we just want your body, for personal reasons,” the being that represented the souls of his men gestured with a left hand pointed at Ragnvaldr’s heart as it spoke.

Why? Why would you need me? I’m doing what I must in order to make your lives meaningful! If you haven’t noticed, I’ve dealt with over four months of pain from you guys and all you want is to destroy my soul and take me over! Why?!” Ragnvaldr got up to a crouch as he yelled in frustration.

“We need your capsule for revenge. You know the horrors of life, the troubles and pain it has put us all through. Don’t you want to destroy it? We can feel that longing, agonizing hunger for vengeance within you. Just give in for we are the rightful ones for that which you don’t deserve.”

“NO, I want Cain dead for He is the cause of MY pain! He is my responsibility and you guys have taken a step too far out of line. I was once your commander and if you patrons of war still exist, then, I’m am still your commander. I will not deal with you pathetic excuses of honorable men if this is how you treat a friend. I gave you all a reason to live, to survive. Heck, I even gave you guys a family and this is how you pay me back?! Be gone with you!”

A rush of energy surged through the cells of Ragnvaldr’s soul as, looking to the left of his men, he saw a bright figure, as bright as the sun itself, so bright it seemed to banish the darkness of the mental dimension to a dull grey.

“Ragnvaldr,” a new and familiar voice cried out, “I shall help because I must if I am ever going to make a difference in this universe, it must be with you. My life will be gone but we will be merged as one. The result will be a strength that only the Dark Lord Cain has achieved. If we are ever going to kill him, we must join fully together.” The melodic voice finished and reached its hand out to Ragnvaldr. “Now is the time for our junction”

Reaching up, Ragnvaldr grasped the light and it was instantly absorbed into his being. Radiance coalesced through his limbs as the being matched its own form to his and molded together beginning the creation of a new being.

“Okay, lets do this.”

[ragnvaldr]

Kylia Tanasiar and Ragnvaldr Molitor began the process that they had planned back during the battle meld against Lord Nanashi. They first started the battle meld and then reinforced the conjoinment of their souls even further. Memories, thoughts, experiences and knowledge mixed in a whirlwind of neurological proportions.

“NO, THIS MUST NOT BE HAPPENING! WE MUST NOT LET THEM JOIN!” The Darkness of the men within Ragnvaldr’s mind at once formed fists. Then, abyssal tendrils jetted out from the cracks in the fists and began to intertwine almost at once forming two swords built into their wrists. “YOU ARE DOOMED!” Once the swords were completely formed, the being shot them out at the shining figure that was once Ragnvaldr Molitor.

Streams of light opened up within the light and wrapped around the swords of the Darkness, stopping them within a few inches of its host’s head. From there, they turned the swords around, aimed them at the head of Darkness and with incredible strength, pushed them into it.

All at once, a scream pierced the dimension and light shot out of the Darkness. Rays of pure violet where the swords had pierced its eyes. Cracks ran along the full length of its body as more and more rays of violet broke through the shell of the being. Pulling its body away from its arms, the Darkness curled upon itself making a violet sphere and sped away from the light.

Back inside the light of the souls, existences began to fuse. From the beginning of each others’ existence to the spot where they stood now within Ragnvaldr’s mind, all events merged and twisted in a huge line of cosmic reality. Then, out of no where, a point at the line of their beings twisted became one, like rope that was perfectly braided. From there, the mental line coiled and spun into a perfect line. All at once, the perfections in the line increased and grew in a crescendo of energy that shot and continued on. Finally, the spinning and twisting, writhing and fusing, stopped and the line turned into a crystalline string of time.

“You have faced your inner darkness. Now, you must end it.”

Once, it was all finished and the light dimmed to the glow of a firefly, the two souls became one and that one soul returned to reality.

[ragnvaldr]

After a long period of time, the new being stirred. First, standing up and then looked around. Spotting a mirror on the wall, it moved towards it in order to search for some answers.

Feeling around with its mind, it felt only itself, one soul, the creation of two.

When it got to the mirror, the creature stood, motionless and calm from the outside, but both sad and nervous on the inside. Looking upon itself, the being saw that it looked like a Soularian, full in stature, a good seven feet tall with wide muscular arms and legs. Its horns, fully grown, shot back behind its head and glowed a dull grey. As it moved its gaze down to the scalp, it saw hair a sky blue color along with no facial hair. Its nose small, angular and sharp, ears just the same but pointed at the top and then curling back. Its talons and claws were the same three inch length. Pretty much everything else was the same to the beast’s recollection. Though, when it looked at its eyes, it saw the familiar hazel that is normal for humans.

Exhaling finally after a full minute, it decided to look in upon itself to see if it had some way of identifying itself.

“Ragnvaldr Tanasiar” sprang out of his memory along with images of a man’s past. Visions of war and home, of friends and enemies covered Valdr’s eyes along with vibrant images of a planet being torn asunder and men falling into the nether. It also remembered a different life, one of total tranquility. This female was very different than the man in that she hungered for change, for a life that wasn’t bound to a boring destiny. Pictures of this person’s life sprang across Valdr’s vision showing a golden temple where a red-skinned militaristic force was being positioned in front, younglings barely growing their horns being slain by beasts of fury and rage, and the complete sequence of how a male can be ripped completely in half by the Force.

Out of his mental darkness came a tendril of black, “WE WILL HAVE YOUR BODY!” Ragnvaldr seized the tenticular form with a thought and the thing receded away from his grasp. Valdr, as more thought came to him, felt a being of darkness within his mind. Evil as the essence of the Forcinax and just as malicious, the creature retaliated by increasing its size into the general shape of a writhing sphere. The being exploded again, outward as its growth took over more and more of Valdr’s mind. Valdr countered by creating a mental barrier that encompassed the thing and stopped its growth instantly.

The evil force pushed against its capsules conjured wall. Pain shot through Valdr’s right arm as the muscles contracted and forced the bones behind his back and up. Cracks ran through the calcium structures as pressure was applied again and again. “YOU ARE FOOLISH TO RESIST US. JUST GIVE UP FOR YOU WILL VAIL AND ALL HUMANITY WILL DIE AS ONE.”

[ragnvaldr]

Valdr refocusing himself, started to shrink down his barrier. The orb spontaneously shrank with it! Adrenaline corsed through every nerve in his body along with a release on his arm. “You are a lying sac of shit and I will never let you free, In fact, you will be extinguished!” Sweet victory propelled Valdr even further as he shrank the barrier smaller and smaller. Another thing Valdr realized was the dark energy weakening. Pushing himself even further, Valdr forced the barrier as small as an atom and then pounded, smashed and collided mental force upon the orb, trying to beat the thing into oblivion. With every strike, the evil dissipated, weakened and its existence started to face. The fused soul within the cosmically transformed body then shot one last blow of pure mental energy at the remains of his corrupted comrades and they dematerialized out of existence.

Happiness, excitement and every positive emotion rang through Ragnvaldr’s soul as he was finally released from the dark side. Returning his focus to reality, Valdr examined his arm and saw black splotches all across the surface of his skin and winced as he touched the lumps of flesh. “Well, at least I’m still alive.”

Looking a himself once again, he noticed one very embarrassing thing. He was clean of dirt but he had no clothes on! Quickly looking around, he saw white clothing in a corner to the right of the door into the room. Once he walked hastily over to the pile, he picked up and observed the flowing of a white robe that looked like it could fit his size along with a light brown tunic and matching pants. “This might actually work!” After putting them on, making sure not to connect the tips of his horns with the fabric of his new found suit, Ragnvaldr Tanasiar looked in the mirror across the room and was satisfied with what he saw since everything about the clothing fit him perfectly. Also looking around, he noticed that his vibroblade Honor was sheathed and resting in the center of the room. At once, he picked up his weapon, pulled back his robes and belted Honor to his side. “Well, that was one hell of a ride.”