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[element_wizard]

There had been a note at the front desk at the Inn for Alec. A request from Dale to meet him at a set of coordinates. The note didn't say anything else. It was kind of on the odd side, but Dale was odd.   So  after dropping off the  Spear of Fire with the other four weapons and trying to get the blue dye out of his hair (which didn't work at all) Alec portled himself there.

There being a rather random looking rocky planet that looked like Vasquze Rocks. And nothing else really, except for a metal structure with a series of doors.  It looked like it was just a wall... with doors.

But Dale was there.

Shoving the portal generator into his pack, Alec walked over to the Caretaker with a wave. "Got your note."

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[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

Alec spins and makes for the door. "Dale? DALE WHAT FLAMING SHIT IS THIS?" He grasps at the door looking for a way to open it.

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

*Lorac's sword runs him through and all goes black. Next thing he knows, they're facing each other again. Lorac smiles and throws a fireball at him*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

Alec dodges this and keeping his back to the wall skittered the edges of the room with a confused, panicked look on his face.

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

*Elemental forces hammer at Alec, battering at him, freezing winds peircing his clothes and fire raining down on his head.*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

This, at least, was easy for him to counter, though the force was such that he could only create a small bubble of stability around himself. "What.. What are you doing?"

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

*There is no response. For some reason, whatever reason, Lorac seems to be intent on killing him*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

Alec gathers himself somewhat and starts to push back creating an equilibrium in the room, smoothing out the enviormental mess and calming out the elements raining on him. His teeth grit with the effort of concentration needed to counteract it.

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

I trained you, Alec. *Lorac's power slams into the equilibrium, shattering it and hurling Alec back* Why don't you love me anymore?

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

"I... What...?" his head spun from the impact of hitting the wall,trying to focus, but his vision blurred, "Love you? Of course I love you!" he stammered out, wondering if this would make him stop. Hoping that it would.

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

No you don't. *The sword flashes and all goes black. Then they are facing each other again*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

"Again?" he scrambles away from Lorac, but there isn't much room to do that. He also reaches for his sword though... but he didn't bring it with him. He didn't think he'd need it. "Gods... oh gods..."

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

*Lorac's emotions hammer at him, the sword flashing in the dim light, and elemental forces raining down on him*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

Alec presses against the wall, protecting himself from the elemental forces, frantically pushing them away from him. "Why are you doing this?!"

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

*No answer. Just attacking, the desire to see Alec dead and that sword*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

Alec screams incoherently before descending into sobs not understanding but unable to move. His eyes are dead locked on the sword but he doesn't move.

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

*It happens, again and again. There's no predicting Lorac's attacks, no words uttered by the madman, just powers and that awful sword flashing, killing him over and over and over*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

Alec huddled in a corner, watching as Lorac came up to him, his eyes wide and frightened and so very confused. Dying coming back and dying again. Again and again and again. He just wanted it to stop. He was trapped. He couldn't find the door anymore. And he didn't have his sword. Gods he wanted his sword. Just to block Lorac's sword. Maybe then... maybe then they could talk. Or something. His hands scrambled uselessly and then they grasped a leather covered grip.

When the sword came this time, he blocked it with his own. Where ever it had come from.

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

*The metal clangs together, but Lorac is unphased, he merely changes tatics and the cycle continues*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

After the first couple of times on the defensive doesn't work, Alec falls into offensive attacks. It's done almost without him realizing it, so ingrained in him, the fighting techniques of sword play.Of what moves to make , of how to move. Eventually he manages to disarm Lorac. He scrambles for the dropped sword and picks it up, pointing both blades at Lorac. "Talk... please!"

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

*No response, just a hail of magic and elemental force*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

Alec counters it again and then there's a push of exploding fire that arcs away from him, slaming into Lorac. "STOP IT! GODS STOP IT!!"

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

*No response. Lorac seems determined to kill Alec, or be killed by Alec*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

He's sobbing and his magic is starting to get away from him, he's never had the best control over it. He just wants it to stop. Gods, why won't it stop? He's lost all sense of time, it's like he's back with the fey, training. The timeless unending force of it all. He can hear them in his mind. You have to learn to kill. It won't stop until you kill.

"I'm sorry... gods I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." he sobs as he lets himself go, drawing the magic, and pushing it away from him, leaving a clear path for him to move, before his swords flash, slicing into Lorac. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

[pandoras-closet.livejournal.com]

*Again, the cycle restarts, Lorac coming at him, rage and fire and magic, he has to do it again.*

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

Alec gave a confused cry, not understanding what was happening. Lorac was dead. He killed Lorac, but Lorac was there, again. Why wouldn't it stop? He began to mumble a prayer, "...Grant me guidance for you are the wizard and I am the flicker of flame, the drop of water, the crumble of earth, the puff of air, I bend to your will..." as his swords flashed out trying to get Lorac away from him.