The darkness of the heart.

Zita finally came to the entrance to the Darkness Lands... There was no light. In fact, the light was inverted in there. From the point Zita was and a line that crossed over to the Darkness Lands... There was blackness. The outline of everything was white, and only gray flames existed. Zita knew the dangers of this place... And yet she was bringing such a Witchling into this place...? This was both special training and a mission...

○Nymphadora just appeared from her paint that was underneath the ground and sprouted like a broken hydrant. Nymphadora formed from the paint spraying like water, even looked like water from it absrobing water from underground. After Nymphadora's figure appeared the water blue paint disappeared from thin air. She turned her head and looked at Zita, then back at the darkness ahead of her.○ "Wh-what's this place?"

Zita sighed "Well.This place is... The entrance to the Darkness Lands. The colorless, monochromatic plains of pitch blackness. Originally, this place was abundant with greatness, despite the darkness... But soon enough, we found out that some evil magic was being generated throughout the entire place... And we had to leave. It was horrid. Witches became corrupt and evil. They attacked violently with some newfound shadow power and adept control over darkness... But... "Zita sighed once again "We exterminated them all. In fact, that is how a few Death Scythes came about... Though most left the Reality." Zita shook her head "Well. The reason why YOU are here is because you are a witchling in need of souls to collect power. The other witches and witchlings split into teams on my command to do their own missions... However since you area newcomer, it was too late for you to join. So, you have to pair with me on this dangerous mission... But I will protect you. Just do your best to keep your heart pure and collect as many souls as you can." Zita's eye gleamed "... If I can destroy what's inside, I can keep it from spreading..." She coughed "Well. Let's go."

○Nymphadora's jaw dropped when she heard this place was dangerous, and the last part of Zit'a speech also continued to put her jaw on drop mode. Retracting she looked forward, gripping her paint brush a bit tighter than normal. Her paint plate was slowly spinning around her, as she walked forward about to step in the darkness infront of her, she then turned to Zita nodding her head in delight.○ "Alright let's go do this...."

The instant they both stepped in, the darknesss fell and blocked off all vision of the other side. It was just blackness. "We will return here to leave when we are done. Stay close to me." Zita looked up at the twisted and distorted buildings, the dilapidated houses... the sinister looking scenery where everything had a morbidly tortured and saddened face on it... The dead trees. The ornaments. The broken glass. Even the buildings themselves omitted depression and anguish. It was quite difficult to see two steps in front of them, though it was easy to make out the outlines of the sidewalk and other objects and such. Zita figured that something was awry... "Target Seal..." Her keyhole pupil began to glow and Zita's perception of the area changed drastically. She could see everything clearly, despite the darkness. Some feet away were unwary figures. That is when Zita stopped and grabbed Nymph, whispering to her "Is there any way that you can see in the dark? Or, even better, is there any way you can see souls?" Zita knew that if she couldn't see in the dark, she couldn't help, but if she couldn't see souls, Zita could swiftly teach her the ability of Soul Perception.

"Ah, I don't think I can see in the dark except for my orange paint glowing light but since this place feeds and devours light voiding it useless, I'm not sure how to see souls..." ○Nymphadora, tightened on her paint brush a bit more, thinking something is going to attack us from noticing Zita's whispering.○

Zita nodded "Alright. Quickly, close your eyes and block out everything from your mind. Try to focus on your own energy within yourself... Yourself. Where everything you possess comes from... Personality. Magic. Life." Zita watched the figures carefully, as they were still unaware....

\"Um, alright....I\'ll give it a try.\" ○Nymphadora whispered, and closed her eye\'s, what was the difference even which her eye\'s open it was still pitch black. Yet she followed Zita\'s commands and closed her eye\'s focusing on her energy that made her power reality. Alright Tonks, focus...now...Nymphadora... ○A small voice was heard within Nymphadora, a small section in her mind, a cloudy pitch black section. I-I don\'t think that\'s it.... ○Nymphadora tried to knock the other voice from her mind out, trying to focus on her energy source. Feeling a tingle, and her spine feeling a slight chill, she would then open her eye\'s. Seeing pitch black, yet slight outlines slowly formed in her eye sight, slowly coming in view. She could barely see what everything was but her sight every minute became better and she was able to see the outlines of the place.○ \"Wait what am I...\" ○See saw the outlines of everything the houses, the sidewalks, but something was moving ahead of them....○ \"Wh-what\'s that Zita? Are those the dwellers of this place? Those soul things?\" ○Nymphadora whispered to her stuttering a few words of being shocked.○

Zita smiled "Those, my apprentice..." Zita pointed for dramatic effect "... Are your targets. Collect their souls. Don't lose sight of your new Soul Perception. This is your training. I will be here if you need assistance." Zita shoved Nymph closer to the figures, watching from the distance. Zita figured she could take on these beings... So long as they didn't take over her soul.

There were 5 beings. Each of them looked exactly the same. Each other them had mantis-like scythes for arms and pointed legs and necks that moved around and stretched to what seemed endlessly. There was a gleam in their eyes and 3 of them lashed their heads out at Nymph, the other two running in close for a slash with their scythes.

"Right Zita..." ○Nymphadora felt a tad different when Zita called her an apprentice, yet she mustered her strength and lashed her paintbrush which tossed a wave of blazing fire, still a bit solid from the paint that the fire was made from. Nymphadora's paintbrush's brissle ignited yet didn't burn. Nymphadora would then create a sphere of fire around her, as it would then later be released as a attack upon the creatures if they dodged the fire attack.○

((So you Rp the souls movements right?))

(Yep. That's how it works.)

The beasts jumped high into the air, attaching themselves to nearby building. The quickly dashed downward, seeming not affected by the natural gravity of the area.One extended its 2 blades from its arms, launching them like high speed boomerangs. Another lashed its neck out once again, trying to bite at Nymph. The other 3 merely kept distance, however their blades began to shudder a bit.

○Since the fire barrier around Nymphadora would releas it would probably burn and block teh incoming attacks. Yet she was unsure so she dipped her fingers in blue and red paint which she rubbed her fingers together as it would form purple, splashing the paint onto the dark ground it prospered into more purple paint would would lash at the boomerangs which they would instantly decay is disappear. As for the mouth of teh creature it would probably be stopped by the flame which would also continue towards the others if not, then the purple paint would make more tentacle like figures to lash at the mouth also.○

The 3 non attacking creatures violently stabbed at the body of the one that had its head burned, ripping it to shreds so they could create shields for themselves. A soul was left where they did this. 2 were hit with the decay, however, making them disintegrate and leave their souls behind. The final two learned from the mistakes of the others. The boomerange scythes were unaffected by the fire, piercing right through and at Nymph. The other one dodged the tentacles gracefully and split the fire coming at it so that it could get a clear shot at Nymph, lashing its head forward at her.

○Nymphadora was a bit amazed at the creatures reaction to the one that got burnt, and seeing faint glowing orbs signifying their souls, amazed Nymphadora a bit more. Yet seeing the boomerangs cutting through teh fire and heading straight towards her, she lifted her paintbrush which deflected the one incoming at her, yet not having enough time to block the other one. Nymphadora would merely lower her body and sweep her foot forward which angled her body into a low limbo appearance which she would then lift her body from this position rather quickly. Smacking the other boomerang that flew past her with her paintbrush bashing it into the ground. She would then quickly turn and placed her paintbrush into her side like a sword, and drew her pastel's out. Which she would flail in the air, thus created black lines which would be invisible to anyone else if they couldn't see in the dark but once these black lines came in contact with anything they would explode.○

Naturally, these creatures could see in the dark since they thrived there, however their reaction time while already attacking was not good. The one that lashed its neck out immediately shot straight into the lines and exploded, leaving its soul. There was now one, whose boomerang scythes returned to it. It stabbed its scythes into the ground and they would shoot up from the ground under Nymph trying to slice her. After seeing what happened to the other one, it seemed to have learned not to touch those lines.

○Nymphadora was amazed by the reaction and the quickness of the attack from the monster, yet caught off guard where it woudl appear, as soon as the rock around she shook from the boomerangs able to rip through. She tried to cartwheel backwards, which was somewhat successful, only dodging to one, however the other managed to cut Nymphadora's arms.○ "Damn..." ○As Nymphadora landed from suceeding in her cartwheel she grasped her injured arm, as her paintbrush spun in the air from her side, which create a tornado of the sort quickly. From this the glass handle of the brush released a green paint which florished and overwhelmed the wind and flung to the top, and started to rain in drops of the green paint. From this the green paint would create vines and lash at the creature from multiple spots and position. If they would capture the create the vines would constrict and strangle the creature to death.○

Unfortunately for the beast, having its scythes travel through the ground gave it little mobility and retracting them did take a bit of time, not enough for it to dodge the attacks. It was lashed and beaten to death, its body dissipating and its soul floating above where it fell.

Zita nodded, shouting out "Good job! Now, you see those souls there? Absorb them into yourself. Souls increase magical powers of witches! If you get a lot, your power will increase a lot. Once you reach 50, you will be eligible to rank up to a true witch..." Zita walked toward Nymph, noticing her cut "Hm. That's not good."

○Nymphadora held her paintbrush up into the darkness as the barely noticed fainted glowing orbs floated eeriely towards hte paintbrush which would then be absorbed into the brush then into Nymphadora's being. She then looked at her cut still grasping it, then answered.○ "I-it's fine...Zita..." ○As Nymphadora left her hand from her arm, yellow paint was seen which speeds up anything including healing of cuts. She then looked at Nymphadora.○ "It'll take awhile for it too heal but, I'm a pocket full of wonders, now where to?" ○Nmyphadora said as she placed her pastel's in her pocket and placed her paint brush to her side. Her plate still rotating around her body.○

Zita smiled "Well. It's good that you are okay. That was only a small portion of what creatures lurk here..." Zita pointed off in a direction, and there happened to be a large house on top of a tall, demonic looking hill "We need to go there. That is the place that is allowing this place to spread its darkness and evil. It will consume the entire village, or worse, if it isn't stopped. We did not realize this until this place grew from what it used to be... A long time ago, it was about half of this size... Now look at it. Almost a whole village itself of darkness." Zita remembered the witch who used to live there... The one who is probably still doing this beyond the grave. The one who corrupts unsuspecting witches... "Onward we go." Zita said, walking past some buildings and turning some corner somwhere.

"Yeah, right...." ○Nymphadora looked at the house on the demonic hill suddenly her head was quickly being flooded by the same noise that was whispering in her head merely 5 minutes ago.○ What is this....? ○The voice seemed to get louder and angery from Nymphadora's not acknowledging the voice, trying to get it away from her head. She gripped her sides one at her pocker where her pastel's here locationed. She walked like a stone unmoving her face except her legs forward trying to get the voice away from her.○

Zita noticed her change in movement, however she figured it was only because of the evil of this place had her scared... It was a natural feeling. Something then buzzed around Zita's head... Something large... It tried to slash at her, however a quick severing from a chain instantly disposed of it, leaving its soul. "Here, you take this soul as a freebie. There are more of those... Things. They should be pretty weak." Zita stood off in the distance, once again, though not too far away as to where she couldn't react.

Another buzzing thing floated down from the sky. It was large, about half the size of Nymph. It had huge talons for arms and a talon on its long tail, beating wings and pincers. It was some sort of insect-like creature. 18 more flew down behind it, then, all of them staring at Nymph. They flew around her at a high speed abruptly, swarming her head trying to cut and stab her, some releasing high frequency waves of sound from their wings, the ultra sound able to physically hurt her.

○Nymphadora looked and jumped back as the bug was sliced in two, and the soul floated towards Nymphadora. Yet suddenly after that second her trauma's disappeared and she heard more buzzing upon seeing more bugs the size of well Nymphadora, she ran then turned around lashing her pastel's in the air as black lines appeared and wildly lashed at the bugs which in contact would explode. Nymphadora would then make her plate surround her body which would consume her body in a tornado that would then lift Nymphadora high in the air, swirling her paint brush in the air, paint appeared from a swirly circle being created in the air.○ "What the hell are these things....I hate bugs~!"

The insects moved too fast to be hit by the lines. Their precision in the air was extremely accurate. The flying bugs followed Nymph, keeping a distance due to the tornado. They continued to omit ultra high frequency sound waves at her, which would not only rupture her orientation, but impale her body. They seemed to be able to dodge the paint.

○Nymphadora was thinking how to destroy them all in one hit, and it stumbled onto her, blowing up the area was her objective. Looking at the tornado it being strong, she knew this was her opertunity. Allowing the paint to rain from being swirled in the air, it would be sending electrical shocks through the air, the sound of the electricity buzzing would lower and interupt the frequency of the sound waves the bug's wings were giving off. Nymphadora would then slam her hands together reopening as a large brown muddy substance was in her hands, she smiled deviously. Allowing the tornado to well release it's power it quickly expanded outwards like how a collapsing building as smoke arises and disperses throughout the area, this was what the raging high cutting wind was preforming. Nymphadora would then hover over the wind which maybe with a high chance capture the bugs within it's grasp. From this Nymphadora would then drop the mud substance as it would then spontaneously combust releasing a explosion, since there was a high amount of oxygen the fire from the explosion spread, and if the bugs were in the raging wind they would turn to ashes. If they somehow managed to get out of the wind in time, the fire would still extend as flares like the solar flares would protrude and wildly fly about and return to feed the flame within seconds or a minute the fire would disappear.○

Of course, all of them were wiped out quite swiftly. each of them leaving a soul, 19 of them floating around Nymph.

Zita clapped "Bravo. You really are coming along well... And with how many souls you have now, you should have increased in power with your magic..." Zita continued to walk toward the house, Nymph most likely following behind.