I opened the door of our room to be confronted with the horrific wailings of what sounded like a strangled cat. I ran into the shower room to see Tom in the shower singing, I shut the door and put my work on the desk, I walked back into the shower room, just as Tom finished a song. "Bravo, encore" Tom spun around shocked, and looked at me. "Are you getting ready for the party now?" "Yeah, it starts at 7 and its nearly 5 now" I walked out and sat at the desk, starting to process all the work tidying up scattered papers, then continuing to clean the room, by the time I had finished tidying up Tom had come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waste. "Sam, if you want to be ready in time for the party, then I suggest you hurry up and get a shower, its half five already." "Well you were in there having a whale of a time, or should that be a wailing time." "Oh, very funny hurry up" I went in and began to wash, cleaning myself; I came out of the shower and towelled dry. I walked into the room naked, still dripping slightly; Tom was rummaging through his wardrobe, looking for the perfect clothes to wear. Obviously to no avail as he was discarding many items of clothing onto his bed, with comments such as 'No' and 'God no' and my personal favourite, 'what the hell was I thinking, why did I even buy this in the first place.' I strode over and started to give him a back rub, going from his tense shoulders all the way to the edge of the towel he still wore round his hips. "Why don't you simply use your power to transmogrify the clothes into what you want rather then select them?" Any normal High Mage would have been disgusted at the thought of using their abilities for simple pleasure; they would be restricted by the feeling of using their powers for personal gain. However, since the sharing of my tainted seed, I could feel the threads of Darkmancy sinking into the weaving of High Magick in his soul, changing him, freeing him from the restrictions of High Magick and its rules.
The shirt he held, wavered and quivered, it grew longer and the cuffs blended together and elongated, forming long trailing sleeves, the main body flowed together, the buttons that usually fastened the shirt together sunk into the material and it formed a one piece shirt. The dark blue dyes lightened and changed hue until they became shining silver. Tom looked at me with a mixture of shock and bliss, he was surprised that he had allowed himself to follow my instruction, and blissful because it had achieved what he intended. He grabbed a pair of baggy jeans and they changed colour until they matched the shirt, the material also bonded together and there were no seams, no folds in the cloth, it was like an organic product. "There now you have the perfect outfit" "I cant believe that I just did that, it was so exhilarating. The freedom, the power, the fun." "Now you know Tom, how it feels to be able to wear whatever you want" he spun round and looked at me, standing there naked in front of me, leaning forward he kissed me, we once again melted into each others arms and lips. When he finally broke away from me he said "Well you can't go to the party like that can you, put something on" I laughed and with a simple flow of flesh was wearing a pair of long flared black jeans, with long trailing sleeves similar to the top that Tom was wearing black shirt. Buttoned to my shirt with 2 brass buttons on my shoulders was a black silk cloak that just stopped short of my Achilles tendon. "What about this my love, does it meet with your approval" "Yes, I suppose that will do" Laughing we left the room locking it behind us, walking down the corridor to get to the main hall.
We walked into the main hall to find it covered in different decorations, with the school keeping us inside they often held big parties. We walked in and went to the drinks bar and got some punch went over to a table and sat down. "Tom pass me your glass, I want to show you a new trick I learnt" "What's it do?" "Pass me your glass and I can show you" Tom slid his glass to me and I placed a single finger in his drink. Using the spell I had learnt in the book in the secret chamber in the library, I for the first time allowed myself to use my Darkmancy power, I sent out a tiny indistinguishable Dark Filament, a sliver of pure Darkmancy, although it was only a very weak thread and came from my index finger, its pure power was very draining as I could only allow the power of the nodes to flow through me. I was not the powers master as I was soon to be; I was simply a host for a limited sample of power. I connected the Dark Filament to the drink, changing it from fruit punch to a punch with a shot of vodka. "Try it now" I passed his glass back to him, he drank it down and gagged a little as he realised what I had done. "How" he asked with a look of deep shock over his face. "Like I said Tom it's a simple spell that I learnt" "Where from?" "It was hidden in a code in a book I found written by a pupil, they left it hear so that if someone decoded it they could use it to have some fun" Although I hated lying to him, for now it was the only option that I had. If it told him the truth he would panic and probably inform one of the chaperoning teachers. Although I could clearly see, using my feelings as a Darkmancer I could picture his High Magick flame beginning to have flames of black lick around its edge. The change was proceeding slowly, so that the changes would be less subtle, people would not notice the change in his personality, that was unless they knew him intimately and I was as far as I could tell the only one who did now him that well in the whole school. As he kept himself to himself, rarely did he come out to the parties that where held most Saturday nights, spending great amounts of time in the Conjuration room, sealing one off for most of the day. He had also began to work very recently in the Repair Department, he was as far as I could tell left on his own, to repair whatever came in with his phenomenal transmutation and transfiguration abilities.
This meant that he would still have his same personality; he like me would simply become a Darkmancer. However, the amount of power I had given him was minimal; he would eventually be able to control the lowest power of Darkmancy, Balefire. Much like the highest power of High Magick was the flame of Gnostia, a flame composed of pure bound and controlled Gnositican power. Balefire was a corrupted High flame, it was laced and coated with Darkmancy. However for the creation of an Ill'guard, a corrupted High Mage, whose flame was expunged from their body and replaced with a new Darkmancy flame, their powers augmented by their Sire, the Darkmancer who changed them will. The flame could be made to corrupt very rapidly and turn the person into an Ill'guard within a matter of moments rather then a day or longer. They would be totally subservient to the Darkmancer and would do whatever they were ordered to. "Tom, are you ok?" "Yeah, I just don't like crowds; I'm going back to the room" "Do you want me to come with you? "No, and I mean it, stay and have a bit of fun, I will see you later" Tom got up and walked of out of the main doors, I was torn between him, the one I loved and having some fun. He had said that I was to stay, so I decided to take his advice, the band began to play some music up on the large stage. The Band was called 'Thermis' they where composed of several Mages form the school, there was a drummer, a bassist, 2 guitarists and a pianist, they had yet to find a suitable singer. I had a great idea, a fun way to pass some time. I walked round the back of the stage and went up to the pianist, a lanky, young mage, no older then 14, with limp black hair down to his shoulders, guy called Mathieu. "Hey Mathieu, I got a deal for you, you need a singer right" He nodded "Well I can sing brilliantly, so get them to play, Sheryl Crow's 'All I wanna do' and I can sing the words" He looked at me; unsure I doubted he was willing to risk the chance that I was no good, especially in front of over 1000 pupils and several teachers. I released the Dark Filament and sunk it into Mathieu, changing his response into. "Well, ok then, grab the mic, and I will let the others know what's going on." I walked onto the stage in front of the guitarists; as soon as I was there they opened up the song. I began to sing. The crowd went wild, and began to dance rather then gather in clusters along the walls. Although the school was entirely male, there wasn't even a female teacher at Ajbal. That didn't stop them dancing en-mass, soon I finished the song, everybody in the room cheered and the band clapped. "Guys, do you all know, The Knack's My Sharona." Herle, the Guitarist nodded and they began to start the other song, as they started and I began to sing the next song the room went up in roars of joy. The dancing started up and I sang on, this went on for the next 2 hours as I went through lists of songs. Many the band knew others they didn't, so we couldn't play them. I thought I would give them a show stopper to finish with, as the dancing had stopped because the people where far to tired. They had sat down anywhere they could on tables, chairs and on the floor; even the teachers would be seen tapping their feet to the classic tracks. To finish I decided that I would do a cover of Shirley Bassey's 'Hey big spender' to which the crowd went wild with cheers. When I had finished the song there was another round of applause, when that died down I said to the crowd, which seemed to have slowly increased over the night, now 90% of the school must be packed into the hall. I had been looking for Tom all night, but he wasn't here. "Well, folks that's it for tonight" turning round to the Band, "hopefully, if you want I could do this regularly, that's if you want me as a singer that is?" Mathieu looked at the band that all nodded their approval at the idea and said down his mic. "Yeah your in, would the crowd give a final big hand for Thermis and its new singer Samiel." The crowd roared as we left the stage. Behind the stage as the band packed up, after everybody had left, Mathieu came over to me. "That was some good singing out their. Where did you learn?" "I didn't learn I just can sing, and it wouldn't have been as good without an equally brilliant band behind me." Herle, gave out a guttural roar and said "Yeah I know, we do rock, don't we" "Well guys I have to get back to my room see you later." I spun round and flowed into the form of an eagle and took off into the hall and out one of the open windows, shrinking myself to a smaller version to fit and out into the grounds. Towards my balcony, I landed on the railings, to see Tom, sat their with a fag, in one hand and one of my beers in the other. I returned to human form, still covered in the Eagle's feathers. "That was some good singing, how come you never sing in the shower?" "How did you know about that?" "I watched from the balconies for most of the night, after I came back to the room, one of the guys in the hall below ran up and knocked on the door and told me that you were singing, so I went along to listen, but the floor was packed so I went up into the balcony behind the stage and listened for most of the night and when it was over rushed back here and waited for you" "Well I'm glad, I was looking for you all night, could I have the rest of that fag please?" Tom passed me the fag and I finished it in a matter of 5 drags. "Let's go to bed, I'm knackered" Tom looked at me "I'm going to push the beds together first, after all we are a couple now. Right?" "Yes, we are a couple and we need a double bed." I walked inside and pulled the duvet from mine and Toms bed, while I pushed the beds together Tom moulded the two duvets into one double sized one, I grabbed the duvet and the pillows and placed them back onto the bed. I dropped all pretences of clothes and undressed Tom, we both got into our new double bed and wrapped in each others arms fell rapidly to sleep.