//------------------------------// // Shadows and Magic don't mix // Story: when slenderman left me in paradise // by Jimbob //------------------------------// [Knight] {Me} I was floating around in darkness, which was something relatively new for me since normally when I blackout I just wake up in a hospital bed..... Unless I'm dead. Oh god what if I'm dead? I talk a big game and everything but dying while experimenting with shadows? Not how I want to go, I would prefer to die at the ripe old age of immortal with lots of kids causing chaos. But if I'm dead then I can nev- "OH SHUT UP! You're not dead you idiot!" I looked behind me and saw a pair of red glowing eyes staring back at me "Knight! I'm not dead! Or were both in hell...... Well at least you have to suffer with me." he let out an annoyed growl "Glad to see you care." "So if I'm not dead there where are we?" "In surgery I think" "What!? Why?! How?!" he looked at me, obviously annoyed "Remember what happened with Twilight" I thought back, my memory seemed fuzzy. Like the actually memories were trying to elude me all I remember was that something bad had happened "I-I can't remember" I griped the side of my head "Why can't I remember?" Knight quickly stepped forward "Calm down it's probably the anesthetic they're using muddling your thoughts" I nodded numbly not entire calmed down "The reason you're in surgery is well because you were dying." "What?!" he scowled again "Interrupted me one more time and I'm not saying a word, got it?" "Umm sure" "Now then let me refresh your memory, you and Twilight were experimenting with shadow magic and gems unfortunately something happened. You see one of the gems you had filled with shadows crack while Twilight was holding it in her magic this resulted in something we couldn't have anticipated." I opened my mouth and he glared at me till I slowly closed it "You see I have never had a chance to experiment with shadows and magic before, since actual magic is so rare in our world, so imagine my surprise when we find out that shadows act like a sponge with magic." He noticed my confused look "Remember the pain in your stomach earlier?" I nodded "That was Twilight's raw magic being pumped into you, since your body was never designed to have magic in it there were no outlets for it so the magic did the next best thing; it found somewhere that it could store itself AKA your stomach. Be happy Celestia found us when she because you were about to burst open" A thought swirled in my head "But I use shadow magic all the time" "True but none of that comes from you, you just manipulated the shadows around you to do your will, even that hand there" he pointed at my shadow hand "Doesn't go inside of you it simply has a more intimate subconscious connection with your brain, and your wings are made of shadows and simply respond to your commands. Why did you think you found flying so easy? There was nothing to learn you simply told them to fly and they did." "So the surgery is to remove the magic in my body?" "Well while you were out I took control of your hearing and heard that it's more of a magical transfer" "Transfer to...?" "Back to Twilight I assume you probably left her very weak after draining her of most of her magic?" and now I feel like a shit-bag. "Well what can I do?" "Nothing I woke your subconscious up to basically give you a sit-rep, I could send you back if you want" "Yeah let do that" not that hanging around in floaty darkness land doesn't sound fun but I need to make sure Twilight alright. "Alright, see you on the other side" my vision slowly faded "Oh and Jake?" "Huh?" He punched me in the arm "Ow" "Thats for being happy that we would both be in hell" before I make a sarcastic quip my vision faded entirely. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX *BEEP* Oh hear that? It's my friend the annoying ass heart monitor *BEEP* All young children gather round and hear his magnificent tales *BEEP* And be quick about it because I'm about to kill this motherfucker. I groggily open my eyes, I was in your standard hospital room. You know white, covered window, white, bathroom, medical equipment, white, did I mention that it's white? More concerning was the tube going down my throat, I instinctively began to gag and pull the tube out "ACK!" my mouth taste like peroxide and plastic I felt wrong. There was pain and hunger mixing in my stomach telling me to eat and begging me not to. My muscles felt weak and the simple beeping of the heart monitor grated against my ears like nails to a chalkboard. {First things first} My shadow hand elongated into a whip as a swung it towards the monitor shattering it into a million little pieces. Now about my stomach, I slowly pushed the hospital gown aside and was less than happy with what I saw. Knight was wrong when he said about to burst I had already started to. There were four sets of stitching running across the sides of my stomach. "Because more scars are just what I needed..." I slowly tried to get out of the bed only to find myself unable to balance while standing and leaning against everything. I heard the door open but was too busy trying to keep upright to take any notice of who had opened it. "Sir you need to return to your bed" I haphazardly continued to try and make my way across the room ignoring who ever had told me to return to bed. I felt something twist in my gut it was a new experience for me like my stomach was trying to get away. "Jake?" Twilight or at least I think it was Twilight it was getting hard to tell my vision was somewhat blurry but there was a distinctive purple blob over there. A purple haze engulfed me and sent shards of white hot pain into my stomach. I let out sudden scream and the purple haze disappeared and I dropped to the ground. I'm pretty sure someone was apologizing to me when I blacked out again.