Takes place the morning after Denouement
I wanted this to be a response to the November challenge, but it looks like that will have to wait till the next installment of Life After Death
, which will be First Person Plural.
Demons are Joss's, Magic's JK's
A figure stumbles out of the forest in the pre-dawn silence, a shadow in the morning mist.
He is tense, conflicted, exhausted.
He stumbles, falls, next to the road.
He lies there.
The sun rises.
He begins to burn.
Originally, his plan is to kill the psychopathic megalomaniac, then walk into the sunrise and return to the dust from whence he comes. Part one is accomplished, but part two hits a snag.
Every creature has a survival instinct, some stronger than others. It takes a person with great determination to override this instinct. The figure in question has that great determination, but he is no longer alone in his body.
The boy may want to die, but the demon wants to live.
If each has equal tenacity, the struggle is eternal, but in this case, all that is left of the boy is his magic. Magic is energy, energy cannot be destroyed. Therefore magic will not allow the vessel in which it resides to be destroyed.
The figure leaps to his feet and runs into the protection of the deep, dark forest.