Tarous, стр. 62
After several knocks my parents eventually answered the door. There was a flurry of hugs and kisses. They invited us in and then I had to tell them everything that had happened over the last few years. I introduced them to my girlfriend Nyxra. They asked a ton of questions but generally took everything well, all things considered.
It was the middle of the night by the time the conversation started to wrap up. Nyxra couldn’t stop yawning and the rest of the room was looking half asleep as well. My parents invited us all to spend the night which we gladly accepted. Cupid and I shared my room. Nyxra was made to sleep in the guest room. My parents were old fashioned.
“Glad to be home?” Cupid asked me once we were settled in my room.
“Yeah, it’s pretty nice to be home. I’ve missed it.”
At that moment, I could hear my mom start yelling at my dad from their room.
“He has a girlfriend? She’s way too hot for him! You know what he is going to be up too!”
“With his looks and personality I didn’t think we had anything to worry about,” my dad yelled back at my mom.
“What are we going to do? I’m too young to be a grandmother!”
“I don’t know. I still can’t figure out why a pretty girl would date my son!”
“That one hurt me a little, dad,” I mumbled.
Cupid snickered.
“She must be one of those girls that doesn’t care about looks” replied my mom.
“Hey… That answer hurts too,” I said.
Cupid snickered even louder. I glared at him and considered killing him in his sleep. I made up my bed and crawled in, but I made Cupid sleep on the floor. I wasn’t happy with him at that moment. I didn’t even give him a blanket, so he had to make one out of pink clouds.
The next day my parents had breakfast ready in the kitchen when we woke up. We all got dressed and met them in there. The smell of bacon had helped wake us up.
“So did you enjoy going to school for necromancy?” asked my father.
“It was actually rather fun. It’s nice to be able to kill your worst enemies and make them your best friends,” I replied. That made me think about Bob. I missed him.
After breakfast I showed Cupid and Nyxra around the house and outside. Even though they had already been in several rooms, they hadn’t had a chance to really look around. It was a nice sized house with three bedrooms and two bathrooms off of a long hallway from the living room. The kitchen was on the other side of the living room. Outside my parents had rose bushes, fruit trees, and other plants spread out decoratively around the lawn. Beyond the lawn were fields, but there was nothing planted then.
We spent a while walking around and looking at the plants and even trying some kumquat fruit that had ripened. We finally ended up back in the living room. Up on the wooden mantel above the fireplace was my great-great-great-grandfather’s ancient sword ‘Death Bringer’. It was a family heirloom. My great-great-great-grandfather was the first witch in the family, and the fact that he killed thousands was something we tended to gloss over.
“Ooohhh, I like,” said Cupid as he picked up the sword.
“No, don’t!”
But it was too late. A loud wail filled the house. The windows and doors shook.
A wail came from the blade. Inside the blade were the souls that the sword had devoured. Anyone killed by the sword was trapped forever inside, screaming in eternal pain.
The hilt, the sheath, and the blade of the sword were all pure black. The blade seemed to ooze danger and pulse waves of pure evil energy. On the hilt of the sword, a tiny metal skull covered the guard. The pommel of the sword was also a tiny sword.
It was a sword of pure evil, but it looked cool so we kept it around.
The loud wailing caused Cupid to lose his grip on the sword, now halfway out of its sheath, but he managed to catch the sword before it hit the floor. Instead of re-sheathing the sword, Cupid looked down at the black blade. He began to chuckle which quickly turned into a laugh. He spoke in a maniacal and creepy voice.
“Sword of evil, I call upon your powers! Make me the ruler of this world. Muahahaha!”
Outside a thunder storm suddenly appeared. Thunder shook the house. The wind began to howl. Cupid spoke louder and louder as it grew darker and darker outside.
“I am the part of a man’s soul that drives him to murder. I am every dark thought you’ve ever had! Muahahaha!”
The howl of the wind drowned out everything except the booming thunder. The power went out and we were plunged into darkness. The only light was the glow of the sword blade and the red glow of Cupid’s eyes.
Cupid’s eyes flashed a brighter red. “BOW DOWN BEFORE YOUR NEW-,”
Cupid wasn’t able to finish his sentence. I had snuck up behind him and hit him with my shoe repeatedly.
“Bad Cupid, bad! No world domination for you!”
“Stop! Stop! That hurts! This is no way to treat a god!”
I gave him an extra hard swat with my shoe causing him to fall over and lose his hold on the sword. When he fell Nyxra gave him a swift kick in the ribs for good measure. She attempted to whistle innocently afterwards, which made me laugh.
“Oh dear,” said my mother. She wasn’t used to the chaos of people being taken over by demonic swords and then beaten with a shoe.
“Tarous, grab his feet and let’s carry him into the guest bedroom,” said Nyxra.
I picked Cupid