#//did this on uricks former blog originally. wanted to put it here but.. err. i couldnt reblog it directly for functional reasons so.

[deadlyfang]

DRABBLE | THE PACT

His back was now pressed to a wall, and slowly, Urick began to side down onto the ground. His body could take no more, the blood loss had become too much to bare. “DAMMIT..” He attempted a deep breath, but his inhalation was cut off half way through, interrupted by a sharp cough which sent small droplets of blood spewing from his lips onto the ground beside him.

    Stars filled his vision as well as darkness; THIS WAS IT. Death’s cold embrace could not escaped, all of Urick’s running could not bring him to flee room this seemingly inevitable end. “..I DON’T…I DON’T--”

                                                         (you don’t want to die)

A disembodied voice would finish Urick’s sentence, and in his field of view, a flower appeared.The petals of this flower were vibrant, a crimson shade of red they were, their color akin to the liquid that was so swiftly seeping from the wound on Urick's  chest. What was this, Urick wondered? The flower, the voice, what was going on?

  "..WHAT? WHO’S, THERE?“ Urick’s raspy voice called out into the seeming darkness that surround him, his eyes still fixated on the flower that had been presented before him. Urick could not see anyone or anything, he saw nothing but the red petals before him. However, Urick’s hearing was still top notch.

                     (if you do not wish to die, then you will accept my offer, mortal)

    The ominous sounding voice did not answer Urick’s question, it merely presented him with an offer. Most would be offended, or bothered had someone completely disregarded an inquiry of theirs, but right now Urick was desperate. This entity, it seemed to be offering him a way out of this situation. To live..it was like sweet music to Urick’s ears. ”OFFER?..H-HA..“

    Urick would cough, sending more blood from his lips. Urick hoped none of it got on the person he was speaking to. ”..IF ITS GOING TO SAVE MY LIFE, THAT’S ALL I NEED TO HEAR.“ Urick made a half hearted smile, which was a great enough strain on him as it was. So much strength had been sapped from his body..it was a wonder he could still speak.

                                                        (wise choice, mortal)

    The voice would let out a chuckle, one that sent shivers down Urick’s spine. The laugh made Urick a bit unsure of this encounter, but what other choice did he have? This being, whoever they were, they had offered him a way to escape death. There was no turning down such a thing in Urick’s eyes.

                                (it is settled. Initiate the words of the pact, mortal)

    The voice took a demanding tone, but it was not the tone that surprised Urick. ’Words of the pact’, it said? This was…..THIS WAS A PACT? That’s what he was entering into? Thinking about it just then, it made sense, of course this was a pact, what else was it going to be? Oror had always spoken out against pacts.. saying how humans did not need them. In Oror’s eyes, a human could become powerful without the need of delving into unholy and forbidden magic, and to some degree maybe he was right.

    OROR WAS ONE OF THE MOST POWERFUL MEN URICK KNEW, and he had no pact partner. But Urick wasn’t Oror. Not all humans could be as great as he.

                               (speak now mortal, or ready yourself for the afterlife.)

    The voice had grown more demanding, agitated even, all while the flower was pushed closer toward him. How did the words of the pact go again? Urick couldn’t quite remember. Urick remembered Seere speaking about them once before, during one of his history lectures, but for the life of him, Urick couldn’t remember the exact words.

                                   Urick figured he would just have to improvise.

    ”..BY..“ Urick broke his silence, desperately trying to remember how the lines went. ”..MY DESIRE TO LIVE, I HEREBY MAKE THIS PACT.“ Urick’s breathing  was now shallow, he did not have much time left. ”..I OFFER WHATEVER PRICE YOU DESIRE--“ Urick was more than sure this part was completely wrong, but he wasn’t worried about that. All Urick wanted was to live. ”– AS PAYMENT, WITHOUT HESITATION.“

    With the last bit of strength Urick had, he would reach toward his bleeding chest. After the words were spoken, and after all were in agreement, one's soul was supposed to reveal itself; that’s what Urick had heard, anyways. In his hands, something warm could be felt, but it had no weight. Urick could not exactly see what it was he was holding, but he was sure it was his soul.

    Unbeknownst to him, the entity had done the same, an unseen (to Urick) orb of light within the its boney palm. Sparing no time, Urick moved his hand out into the darkness before him, both fear and hope filling his body. At the same time, the entity followed, and in the moments following, their souls had become one.

                                        However..Urick didn’t feel any different.

    ”…WHATS WRONG, I THOUGHT WE..“ Urick was at a loss for words, but the entity, which he could now see– a floating skeleton, The Reaper– shook its head from side to side, slowly.

                                          (there is one more thing I require)

   ”ONE MORE THING?“ Urick looked up at the horrid creature, his eyes wide and filled with more fear than ever before. It needed something else? What else could this creature possibly need? Just then, Urick remembered..

                                          The price…the pact price…OH NO.

                                                         (YOUR HEART)

The pained screams that were ejected from Urick’s lips profoundly amused The Reaper as he grasped his cold, dead fingers around Urick’s barely beating heart.