Friends

Only one day remained before the eclipse and the ceremony to become the sixth True Immortal.

Bryan stood in the lead over all the other competition by one point. But now the time came for the final showdown. The final moment of everyone's retribution. The final test.

Miss Eiko stood on top of the Immortal Horses HQ building, her arms pointed out to the city beyond, her rose-colored dress, her rose-colored sunglasses, her wide rose-colored hat. She stood on a railing, the rain falling on her.

Pitter-patter-pitter-patter...

She pointed to the cloudy sky.

"You know what is up there?" she asked the four Witches on the flat roof as she stood on the edge.

Damon, Aria, Luna, Bryan.

"What?" asked Aria.

"The sky, heaven, your friends. Tomorrow you all will become immortal, but one of you will live longer than the other. That person must accept that they will live to see their loved ones die, to see their grandchildren die, and their children die, and their children after that. Can you accept that fate?" she asked.

Step...

Bryan stepped forward.

He looked at the three others next to him, their still bodies, not moving. He turned back to Miss Eiko, determined.

"I can accept it! I will accept it!"

The other three stood back. Luna was too scared to commit. Aria didn't want to actually become Immortal. And Damon... To Miss Eikos words hit too close to home.

So Bryan stood alone. His arms by his side, in his dirty black tech hoody. The straps hanging by his waist, he stepped closer as Miss Eiko jumped from the railing, the splashing puddle as she landed.

She hugged him.

"You win! Bryan, you are now the sixth True Immortal. You have the guts. The taste. The courage. The determination. And the acceptance to see through to the end of the world. You will become the next True Immortal!"

Bryan smiled.

Luna smiled.

Aria smile-

She stopped herself...

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Ten hours later.

Aria sat in her room in the HQ building. She looked in the mirror. Her pearly green eyes, her dark black hair, her face, her determination. She was so close to reaching her goal. So close...

So why was she feeling happy for Bryan. What happened to that lifeless murder, the killing, the innocents she sacrificed. Her revenge.

"I'm... My goal. No matter what. I will get what I want. Tomorrow. During Bryan's ceremony..."

She bit her lip. Blood pouring out, all over the bed, the carpet, the floor. She pointed out her finger.

Gravity Spell: [Reversed Pull x4]

Smash!

The mirror smashed into a million pieces.

"Tomorrow the Immortal Necronomicon will appear. If I can steal it and kill Bryan before he becomes immortal... Then I can take it to Marcus. I can have him analyze it. Find a way to destroy it, to kill all the Immortals in the Immortal Horses..."

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The next day. Damon, Luna, Aria, and Bryan, were driven out to a mysterious cemetery in the center of the city.

It was dark all around them. The pitch-black skyscrapers, the soft-lit windows that shined into the endless night. They stepped out on a soft candle-lit path that spread even across a step way of stones.

Each of the contestants were then given dark red robes to put on.

They put them on and followed through the winding paths of stone. They passed by countless graves. Hundreds lined up across from eachother. No room to breath, no room to move. They were packed like products in storage.

The group eventually reached an open area under an overhanging gazebo. They looked out at the hundreds of graves all around them. At all the empty plaques and blank names.

"Where are all the names?" asked Luna.

Aria thought for a second before putting two and two together. The three hundred graves, the empty names, the sacrifices, why they were there, why this was the place, the eclipse.

"This graveyard is filled with all the other dead contestants," she pointed out.

"Really?"

Bryan turned to an open area in the middle of the graveyard. There were five other men and women in dark red robes.

"She's right. This place... It's the same for Dark Witches. We can only be created in darkness. The darker the space the stronger the Witch."

"So then... The more sacrifices the stronger the Immortal?" asked Luna.

"Exactly."

Aria turned to Damon. She looked at his immortality.

Bryan pointed to the open area with five hooded figures, "anyway, I think we should get moving. They are waiting for us."

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They reached the open area. The five hooded figures turned to the four robed-up contestants. They smirked in their hidden shadows.

"It is time," one of them said pointing to an altar in the center of a bed of red roses.

"You want me to go first?" asked Bryan.

They each noded as Bryan slowly walked up and laid out at the altar. He held his arms to his sides, staring up at the dark city night. The full moon slowly turning, slowly positioning. The darkness, the lunar eclipse.

After thirty seconds of him laying out on the altar, the moon slowly started to turn red. it slowly started to become darker, oranger, sinister. The sun was suddenly positioned directly behind the moon. The orange light shinning right through, right on Bryan.

Aria looked around the space. She looked at the five hooded figures, their shadowed faces. She looked at what they were holding. At where it could be hiding. But she couldn't find it anywhere. The Immortal Necronomicon was nowhere to be seen. She then turned to Damon, she turned to Luna. She turned to Bryan.

He started to float.