Spirited Away Black Things Novels & Stories

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

Dark spirits. Talon growls, stepping protectively in front of me. “Stay close.” The spirits lunged. I dodged, my claws unsheathing as i fight back. But the spirits didn’t fight like wolves. They move like wisps of smoke, slipping through attacks and striking with unnatural speed. Talon swipes at one, but his claws pass through it like air. “We cannot fight them like this,” I realized. “They are not solid!” Talia’s voice rings in my mind. “Use the light! Phoenix use the light!”

Lanie The world rematerialized as a barren wasteland before me. Canyons and pits were filled with torture devices. Cries of pain filled the air, making my whole body shudder. I could see black hooded creatures, horned demons, and tortured souls dotting the landscape. There were lava pits, spikes, and spires with bodies strapped onto them being stabbed repeatedly.

The woman behind me, points at me and screams, "He killed her." Scanning the crowd around me, I catch a glimpse of red and look closer. There she stands, the soul eater with her black soulless eyes just smiling at me with that smile that still creeps me out. You would think that it wouldn't after all this time, but it still gives me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Despite her weathered and worn appearance, Dagmar stood her ground, unfazed and unimpressed. "It's exactly as it sounds, pup." Dagmar snarled. "Something has caused the block to lose its integrity and so whatever it was keeping in or keeping out might be able to get past the weakened part." "What could do something like that?" "Some kind of trauma usually." Ursula shrugged, looking at her aunt. "The manifestation of a wolf spirit maybe?" Dagmar shook her head, the soft empty skin under her neck wobbling with the motion. "No. It would be something much more traumatic than that. It would need to be something that would call on whatever the block is there to prevent."

Ghost doesn't exist and evil spirits obviously doesn't exist either. ******

I stopped walking “What do you want?” I asked, A black shadow suddenly appears in front of me. It’s hissing and moving around me like it’s observing me. It’s my first time meeting a weird black spirit like this. I just raised my eyebrows while looking at it. After his observation, It stopped in front of my face then whispers something and suddenly vanishes in an instant like a smokey air. What is that thing?!-- My eyes widened as I turned my head. I saw the innocent spirits suddenly covered in black rain drops.

Soheila glanced at Little Black who suddenly shouted. Little Black stared at his Master with his big black eyes. “Master! Why didn't we know about him and he's a fricking White Tiger?!” He pointed at White Tiger. “I thought the three of us were only your spirit beasts!” Soheila chuckled. “Technically, Firezha and White Tiger are my only spirit beasts. You and Sylvie are not spirit beasts, Little Black.” Sylvie who had been calm had her eyes widened when she heard her master.