Roleplay: From Beyond, She Comes (2)

This short story, written from Shizukera’s perspective, is part 2 in the RP series “From Beyond, She Comes.”  Enjoy!

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Guess what, journal ~

Today I met my mother, who’s been dead for years.  She’s a death knight.  It was weird.

Shizukera Nightfury read over what she had just written and couldn’t help but laugh.  Weird?  Weird didn’t even begin to describe that experience.  Horrifying beyond imagining came a little closer.

The truth was, she had always wished there was a way to put her family together again. Of course, she knew that could never happen – she had seen her parents die;  she’d lost her mind for a time because of it – but what orphaned child doesn’t wish she could have her parents back again?

Well, she’d gotten her wish.  Half of it, at least.

Shizu shuddered.  She could see her mother clearly in her mind’s eye:  pale skin stretched across hollow cheekbones, the icy blue glow of necromantic magic shining through her sunken eyes, the cold smile as she made both her presence and her purpose known.  There was nothing left of the gentle priestess who had been Shizu’s mother.  All that remained was this dark, cruel, battle-hardened champion of the Scourge.

Former champion of the Scourge, Shizu silently corrected herself.  If Serreina was still under the Lich King’s control, she never would’ve made it out of the king’s throne room alive.  No, her mother was acting on her own will.  She truly wanted her daughter dead, and her son … and Taldarion.

That thought filled Shizu with rage.  She had learned long ago not to expect life to be fair, but this?   To have her mother returned to her as a death knight, deranged and merciless and set on killing her and two of the people she cared about more than anything or anyone else in this world – this after all that Shizu had already been through – wasn’t that a little too much?  She had never asked for much out of life, yet life insisted on piling shoveltusk droppings on her head.

The rage faded as quickly as it had formed, and Shizu sighed heavily.  Even now, having seen what Serreina Nightfury had become, she couldn’t let go of her desire to have her mother back.  Was there anything left of her?  Was there enough of her to save?  Maybe not.  It didn’t look like it.

But that wasn’t going to stop her from trying.

With another heavy sigh, Shizu laid her journal aside, scooted closer to her mate, and slipped into an uneasy, dream-riddled sleep.