Rian Dark Crystal Novels & Stories

Crystal suddenly freezes. "Crystal? Hey Crystal stop playing around. Hey, snap out of it!" Her aunt shouted while shaking her. Just then her eyes changed colour. The left being light blue almost white and the right deep red almost like blood. The voices that came out her mouth were a mixture of an Angels voice and a Demons voice saying in perfect sync, "IT IS ALMOST TIME MY LITTLE WOLF. TIME TO SHOW THEM WHERE YOU STAND IN THIS PATHETIC WORLD. BE PREPARED FOR TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT." And just like that she snapped out of the trance while clutching her head.

“Outsiders. Witches. Wolves.” “Which are we?” Lucian asks. “Yes.” “Then how do we live this room?” “Quietly,” I say. “And fast.” Boots scrape behind us. Theron’s voice comes faint and sure. “Seal the upper doors.” “We are inside,” Lucian says. “Then choose quickly,” Darian answers. I walk to the crystal. The closer I get, the more it hurts like old music. My mother’s warning taps my skull. Do not turn it off. Do not let it dim.

“You have to be careful sweetheart, these rocks are treacherous.” Hopes face tightened, tears welling. But she nodded quickly, then reached for Laura’s hand pulling herself upright. The footsteps shine then grew louder, echoing and closing in. Damian turned, his instincts sparking alive. His silver eyes flared faintly in the dark. “They’re coming!” He growled. They pressed forward until the tunnel widened abruptly into a cavern, massive and dark but shimmering faintly. And there, lying in the dust before them was a single crystal. It pulsed with pale blue light, small enough to fit into a child’s hand.

those dark eery eyes. It was him! The same Drakes I had seen in that vision of the past. He was still looking the same as before. Showing no signs of having aged a single bit, while being, a five thousand years old ancient being. That same evil and darkness, still shining in his eyes. “My Love,” Crystal immediately shouted and blurred towards him with her Vampire speed instead. “Ma cherie, my beloved. I apologize for being late. I had some Lycan business to take care of...with the Witches.” As Drakes replied, I was just left frozen on the spot as I watched Crystal lean and eagerly kiss him.

I just don’t know why my parents forbid me from using it but it appears to me that it will just cause me danger so I have no reasons in using so. “Happy Birthday Crystal!” A familiar voice coming from behind me really surprised me. The voice came from Kirk Robinson, my friend at Pyronia Island where we once lived. “Thanks for coming! Who are you with? I thought you’ll not be able to come but you did! You really are amazing.” Kirk gave me a slight hug before handing me his present. He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds.

Despite the heavy rain, Crystal still chooses to walk all the way home. She arrived home soaked in water and her eyes were red and swollen as a result of crying. She took a cold shower and tried to catch some sleep. Not long she heard a loud bang on the door, she got scared thinking what Damien said was true. But Adrian's loud and painful screams got her on her feet immediately. Unlocking the door, Adrian fell straight into her arms with blood dripping from his cloth. ‘ Oh my goodness!! Adrian are you alright?? Oh God so much blood ? Who did this to you??’. Crystal cried

I didn’t want that to change. When Ricka kept shut, Crystal resumed walking, pretentiously waving her cane on the floor as a guide. To everyone, Crystal was fully blind, but I was different. I was the one who caused her condition, so I should know. No matter what happens to a dragon’s eyes, it can still see people through their heat signatures, but for some reason, Crystal decided to hide that secret. Crystal. Crystal. Crystal. Every fucking time. That was all I thought about half the time she was present. I hated it. I lifted the chalice before me. “A toast to greatness and my soon-to-be Luna, who would make it easier to rule.”

Crystal trailed off before tracing her fingers under Dianne’s petrified chin, lifting her chin up to look at her deep in the eyes before continuing. “… I’m not the same person as I’ve used to be. If I, were you, I’d be very careful of what I do… regret will always be at the end of it all…” she continued before finally giving off a sinister smirk. Her demeanor instantly changing to go amiss from her supposedly character. Dianne was in panic, fright overwhelmed her as she found herself timidly staring in horror onto Crystal’s eyes. Those eyes that held a similar shine like Carmilla’s yet was so much more menacing, shimmering with a glint of pure ill intent.

Vampire, wolf and witch fighting together as the fight ensued. Archibald was seen tumbling over a table as Dante threw a few punches—having yet to pull himself into wolf form. Crystal rushed up the wall to bring down one of the many elders who’d climbed up—her awakening bringing an endless amount of stamina to her little body. She dragged the elder down and tossed him across the room. “You won’t do this to us any longer!” Her eyes turned to a black hue and her fangs protruded as she scoured the floor for Connie, “Where are you, you bitch!”

Adrian’s POV Then Kratos snarled in agreement. “She has to pay” he growled. I scoffed inside me. Whose side are you on, you ancient headache? But before I could pass judgement, Crystal walked forward, coming in between me and Lyra. I flashed her an expressionless stare. Her eyes, fiery and determined, locked on mine, giving me a taste of my medicine. The air shifted around us, fully charged, as if even the walls held their breath.