And the story begins.

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Those are the only ones signed up. We will start the game. For the first posts of those signed up, I will change the above order to the first person posting. Oh and instead of a sentence at a time, let's do a paragraph. I will have a stickied lock post with the whole story as it evolves.

Let's start the posting now. I am going to start it with some ACTION

The blonde haired man stood with his staff moving his arms in a twisting motion. The dust from the ground began to rise and twirl. His robe began to flap violently, but he was unmoved. The trees started to sway and shake. You could see the wind taking shape as small items joined in the funnel that was being formed before him.

The tall, dark haired, lithe woman stood a small distance from the man, down the dusty road. She stood there, watching him twirl his staff, and as she did, she twirled her fingers, as if dancing an imaginary coin around her fingers. The wind parted around her and rejoined its twisting motion behind her back, and as it does she tilts her head to the side and giggles. She yells over at him, "Hey, that tickles!"

The blonde wizard frowned. Cleaning up a mess like this was a problem in itself, but having to do it with the annoying, young woman before him was more irritating than he ever could have dreamed. He growled deep in his throat and spat on the ground. "Then move out of the way, so a real magician can get his work done! Why are you even here?"

The woman replys "I am here to tell you something". The blonde wizard walks over to her with staff in hand demanding that she better start talking! The woman begins to laugh as her eyes turned black. The blonde wizard backs up and lifts his staff.

The blonde wizard yells "Go back to your world demon or I will send you there in pieces". After that the black haired woman vanishes and appears right behind the wizard with one of her arms around his neck and the other arm on the wizards arm holding his hand and wispers in his ear "Do not worry, for I am no demon"

"Your presence here is troubling. I sense your evil." Onaros', the blonde wizard, demeanor changes. A confused look comes over his for a second and then a look of understanding shoots forward. "Your inner evil is in a battle with your inner good."

"At least I have an inner good. It is the trial of humanity to have that kind of balance. You, on the other hand, have nothing good about you. Your lesser evil fights with your greater evil. But I am not here to stop you. I'm only here to warn you." She moves back from behind him to give him a chance to face her.

His lips twisted upward in a sinister smile. "Good to know," he said, without turning. "I am sorry that you made the trip, since, of course, I will not listen to a thing you say." He snapped his fingers and the woman was engulfed in flames. As she burned, he muttered "Tell your master I wish him luck..."

Right before he could finish his sentence his mouth was shot by a hand coming from his back and heard a voice say "I wouldn't say that if I were you" followed by a laugh. A voice that he recognized. He turned his back and saw........

his father. The only sorcerer he knew he couldn't beat. "But, but..." he stuttered, "I thought you were dead." Fear began to fill his body. Flashbacks of childhood failures filled his mind. His head was burning from the inside out.

"I had figured you would not recognize your own sister, but that merely my presence would strike fear in your heart, if in fact you still had one. The demon you host within your body has stolen memory of all except those it wishes to defeat." The woman steps, unharmed, through the flame to stand next to the older gentleman. The man continued on. "Well, I am here. What are you waiting for?"