The darkness of the heart.

○Nymphadora waved her brush as all 19 souls were captured within the brush and went to her soul count. She would then travel behind Zita. As the voics then reappeared more pleased this time with the more souls she had, yet turned more angery as she tried to ignore the voice.○ Leave me ALONE! she screamed in her mind stomping the ground she stepped on. Quickly rushing to follow Zita.○

Zita was wondering what was up with her. She was lagging behind and something seemed... wrong with her. "Are you okay, little witchling?" She had to endure. THe house was so close... Just up the hill...

○Nymphadora leaped literally when Zita spoekn caught off guard. quickly pulling herself back together.○ "I....well....um, I'm fine we are almost there...." ○Nymphadora rubbed her head as the voices lowered in her head, let one was repeatively speaking her name over the other low whispers.○ Nymphadora..... ○Attempting to shake the voices away she continued to walk towards the hill.○

As they started up the hill, there was another being. It came alone this time. It was made purely out of what seemed to be darkness with white eyes and whip-like hair. It stood there, blocking the path of the two. Zita examined it a bit...

"... Wait... This one is different... I can't tell what, but something about this one is different... Be on your guard."

○Nymphadora trailed behind Ztia as she suddenly stopped to see Zita facing a grand strange creature, She draw a pastel and her paint brush.○ "Zita any idea what it is? ○ Nymphadora was quite scared looking at this scary and strange looking creature.○

(( I'll let your creativity rest, cause I'm tired :] ))

Zita shook her head "No... I don't. This one seems different than the other ones... But I don't know how..."

Instantaneously and without warning, it was behind Nymph. Even Zita didn't see it move. As it got close to her, the voices in her head should have grown extremely loud and simultaneous in speech. The being's eyes gleamed as it revealed a large smile, its hair wrapping around Nymph in a second, then biting her.

Zita noticed that this creature had moved and immediately took action "Gravity Ball!" She launched a gravity ball at it, but it was no use. It was already gone back on the other side of the hill, where it stood originally. "Huh... Are you alright, Nymph? This one seems more powerful than the rest... And I think I've figured out what it is.. Stay on complete guard at all times." Zita readied herself, getting nearer to Nymph just in case anything else happened and it attacked again.

○Nymphadora looked around helplessly as the figure disappeared infront her of and Zita. Moving my head from the sides. She then, feels her body being distorted, her mind screaming from the voices. Instantly the creature's hair wrapped around firstly of her arms, pulling her backwards. Nymphadora tearing from teh screaming, wanting it to stop, trying to step forward. Yet flung backwards from the hair being stronger. The white thread like hair eveloping her body strangling her body aswell it seemed. Feeling the voices now burning inside her mind and skull with the screams. She gave out a loud screech, as the creature bit Nymphadora's neck. Feeling the hair release and disappear, Nymphadora collapsed to her knee's on the ground, her hand grabbing her neck, feeling herself about to pass out.○ "G-Get ou-out of mm-my.........." ○Nymphadora was indeed slurring her words, edging to stand up. She clentched the ground with her other hand pulling her weight up, she staggered and swayed to the side, yet still holfing her neck, she looks at the creature, her eye sight slightly loosening from regular vision. She knew this creature was the source of her voices, and she needed to stop this, but how can see if it can move without being noticed. Pulling her paint brush out, a fire ignites on the brush.○

Zita felt like it was her duty to assist Nymph and would guide her around with gravity "Gravity Shift." Nymph would not not be affected by gravity and Zita would be able to control her at will if need be. "Let's hope that bite didn't do anything to you... I hope not..." Zita looked over and the creature was gone again. It was instead floating upside down above them, as if it were attached to a ceiling of sorts, even though there was only the black sky above them. It lashed hair at them, however in an instant, it was behind them still lashing hair from both the top and from behind. It seemed as though its razor sharp hair could break off from the main body and be used and controlled still. It would try wrapping its hair around the paintbrush to take it, the fire doing absolutely nothing to the hair.

Zita moved close to Nymph and touched her, initiating her Black Shield, which was anti-gravity and should have forced everything away, including the hair to protect the two. "It seems to like attacking from behind.. Or perhaps our blind spots. I'll cover you. And don't worry about touching my gravity attacks now. So long as I control your gravity, you won't be affected by them at all."

○Nymphadora tugged on her brush, as a black shield would appear made by Zita to protect from further damage from the hair and the brush. The end of the brush was still intact with the hair which Nymphadora would allow a flow of purple paint which fused with the orange for a burning poison of the sort, acid which would probably disolve the hair enough to divide the hair from teh brush. If not then Nymphadora would pull on the brush as the hair would bounce off of the brush from the black shield Zita produced. Nymphadora's eye's felt a tad sleepy periodically closing slowly and reopening, she didn't feel like herself anymore. Her name was now being screamed and said angerly in her head, which made her unbalanced and on the brink of tears. Holding the weak pouring tears back, Nymphadora lashed her paint brush into the ground as she would mold clay in her hands once again, she was trying to pull the same act as before. But if fire wouldn't work or any other element then the pressure and force of teh explosion should do something right? Unless it was completely something different.○ "I think I have a plan....I'm going to renact what I did the the bugs to this monster think it'll work?"

The hair did not decay or falter in any way. It seemed immune to a large amount of substances. Once the Black Shield was activated, the hair was repulsed. The monster unleased a tidal wave of hair, attempting to destroy the two and slice them into nothingness. The monster figured hat the shield wouldn't last for long.

Zita kept the shield up, looking to Nymph "You seem a bit out of it. Are you sure you can fight?" Once Nymph told her the plan, Zita didn't think it would work the way it was... "It probably won't work with the field set the way it is now... But I think I know how it can work." Zita touched Nymph's brush, sending gravity magic through it "Go for it. Now. While I do this... Chain Game!" Zita's chains appeared all across the ground, just as they had done before to Nymph. Naturally, the creature did not stay on the ground and was once again in the air, as Zita planned "Do it!" If Zita's thought process was correct, when Nymph unleashed her paint, gravity magic would surge through it, and even if this creature was not affected by the attack, the gravity change would launch it into the chains and hopefulyy slice it to pieces. If nothing else, wasn't hair's one true weakness something sharp to cut it?

"I'm fi-fine.....let's just get rid of this monster..." ○Nymphadora swayed a bit to the side yet slowly pulled herself together, the voices were getting angerier and louder each time we attack the creature. Nymphadora took the quick chance when the paint brush spun and released a high energy tornado from the tip as Nymphadora would fly and be flung to the top of it. Holding the mold of clay in her hands. The tornado would instantly ignite yet not affecting Nymphadora in anyway. Dismissing the tornado would make it spread out greatly as the fire would ignite the air also spreading like a wildfire. Yet the attack wasn't finished the clay bomb was dropped seconds after the tornado spread out which would explode releasing more heat and fire. Even great amount of pressure from the force of the bomb exploding and from Zita's gravity magic within the tornado which would highly push the creature downwards even if the flames wouldn't affect it in anyway. The objective was to force the creature into the chains from the great amount of force and pressure which was great present.○

The creature's hair bursted through the tornado and the fire, but upon doing so, it swiftly fell to the ground, as did the creature itself. Right into the chains. The chains instantly wrapped around the creature and severed and cut it severely, slicing off all of the hair just as Zita predicted, however the cut hair manifested into some sort of black substance that looked similar to a soul... Which then flew off somewhere. The creature was cut up and whatnot, the body finally giving out and releasing a rather large soul.

Zita relinquished her chains, inspecting the soul "Hm... Hmmmm... Yep. This soul it worth just about 10 souls. Good job, kid. You've earned this soul, which brings your count to about... a little over 30, if I'm not mistaken, huh? Wow. Already over half of the souls you need to be eligible to become a witch. And such short time... You'll be a witch in no time." Zita had the gravity carry her so she wouldn't have to move or strain herself "There is still one more thing we have to do... To prevent the spreading of darkness." Zita began to walk toward the house again, pulling Nymph with her. Zita knew that this wasn't the last of that black soul looking being... But it was gone, so it didn't matter at the moment.

○The moment the creature was caught in the chains, a loud screech was filled through Nymphadora's mind. Making her clutch her head grasping and ripping her nails into her flesh. She fell the her knee's. her weapons also fell limply to the ground. Yet was caught and lifted by Zita's gravity.○ "○Instantly Nymphadora felt her body slowly dirfting into pieces, into two separate beings. Yet her soul was drifting from her body it looked like. Within half a second it quickly retreated back to Nymphadora's body, her arms left her head and grasped the air around her since she was being carried in the air by gravity. Crying tears, the voices stopped instantly and vanished. She wasn't sure if they would return.○

Zita turned, not knowing why she was crying... But it must have just been because of that battle, and possibly fear. "Don't worry... It will be over soon." They finally made it to the door of the house and Zita opened it. There was nothing but darkness that even Zita with her Target Seal could not see through... No... This wasn't darkness... It was the literal essence of nothingness... All except for a small box on the ground. Zita opened the box, taking out the small jewel inside of it. Zita turned to Nymph who seemed very tired "I have it. This is what we need. Let us depart now." Zita would grab Nymph and propel herself at an extreme speed by pushing two opposing gravitational forces in teh same direction, much like a magnet. They would shoot straight out of the darkness lands at a high speed and back into the Witch Province, where Zita could have Nymph rest.

○As Nymphadora looked at the house, her eye's instantly closed when she saw the jewel Zita grabbed. This made the voices return and scream at her, instantly cuts appeared over her body and arm's. This made Nymphadora scream loudly, as she hair flew wildly around her body, her soul was splitting. However it was unknown how at the moment. A clear faint glow was ripping away from Nymphadora's being. Suddenly the glow flew away spinning in various directions as it flew into the unknown darkness of the land. Nymphadora was nearly conscience and couldn't hear anything from her screaming ceasing. Her skin turned a light pale color. As Zita would quickly fly from the dark lands with Nymphadora, were she would later rest, it was unknown what happened would effect in anyway.○ I'm finally free..... ○The sentance rang in her mind and slowly faded away.○

As hours past and the night sky devouring the sunlight from outside. A figure ghostly walked from the Darkness Lands, stretching. "Seems like it's in need of a body, yet who....." The figure tapped their chin thinking, yet they thought of something else, she'd go visit the one person in dire need in the moment. Nymphadora. Instantly she body turn black and transformed into a smoke substance that quickly flew into the air quickly flying towards Witch Province.