A boy, unlike many others, named Alexander lives in a time of peace. However, this is a peace that is threatened, as an evil race of beings called the Raslin are emerging from the depths of the world, planning to wipe out the human race.
However, beings, known simply as the Shadow Watchers, are prepared to stop them. All they need to do is harness Alexander’s power.
Alexander stepped out into the light of the full moon, and sighed. The Shadow Watcher, Jaxus, would be appearing soon. He always appeared on a full moon. That was when Alexander’s tattoos glowed the most.
He was born with these tattoos, and had been named “The Saviour From The Coming Doom”, though what this doom was, none but the Shadow Watchers knew. And they refused to tell him.
He looked at the markings, and watched the glow change from green, to yellow, to orange, to red, and more. This only happened during the full moon. Whatever colour the glow was when the full moon went away, was the colour it would remain until the next. And the colour would affect his mood.
He dreaded the day it would be left black, for that would be when his powers would be nigh uncontrollable.
Powers that allowed him to break the rules the rest of the human race lived by. He could fly, manipulate the elements, drain life force, give it to people, enslave minds, and much more.
The Shadow Watchers had been helping him to control these powers.
A form, similar to that of a bird, drew Alexander out of his thoughts. It was appearing in liner with the moon, and was accompanied by a reddish hue. It slowly became bigger, and started to change shape. It was becoming more humanoid.
Alexander allowed himself to smile. Jaxus had arrived.
The shadowy form settled onto the ground in front of him. It was nothing more than a silhouette, though with two red eyes and a red haze to its outline.
“I thought you said you’d stop looking so menacing,” said Alexander.
The silhouette shrugged, and the blackness parted, revealing a figure almost identical to a human female. However, it had silver skin, and the eyes were still red. Its clothing left most of the skin exposed, but for the breasts and hips, which were covered by a golden material that Alexander had never seen.
“You’re a…woman,” Alexander commented, in genuine surprise, as the voice he had usually heard had always sounded masculine.
Jaxus nodded, her long black hair bobbing. “We usually hide our true selves, Alexander,” she said, with a voice that was soft and soothing.
Alexander smiled. “Forgive me, Jaxus, but I never thought you’d be so beautiful.”
Jaxus laughed. “There is nothing to forgive, Alexander. I’ve always found you quite handsome.” She blushed slightly.
Alexander did also. He cleared his throat. “What news?”
Jaxus smiled. “News you’ve wanted to hear for a while, though I doubt you’ll like it.”
Alexander raised an eyebrow. “Which is?”
“We’re going to tell you what “The Doom” is,” Jaxus replied.
Alexander smiled. “Am I hearing it from you, or one of the others.”
Alexander sat down. “I’m listening.”
Jaxus joined him on the floor, crossing her legs. Alexander’s eyes were drawn down for a moment, but he regained control of his senses, and looked into her eyes.
Jaxus smiled, though she looked troubled. “Alexander, after I tell you this, I will tell you something that even the other Shadow Watchers do not know. But you must listen to what I say.”
“Good.” She smiled again. “The Doom that is mentioned in the prophecies is the coming of a race that has been imprisoned under the ground for centuries. The first of the Shadow Watchers locked them down there. Unfortunately, a power hungry member of the human race found the key to the dungeons, and opened the top level.”
Alexander sat in shock. Eventually, he managed to speak. “A human?”
Jaxus nodded solemnly. “Even humans are not able to escape corruption.”
“Is that all of what I need to know?”
“Not quite. The only way to stop these beings, the Raslin, is to use your power. However, it’s more by harnessing it, and unleashing it all at once. And to do that, we need your tattoos to glow black.” Jaxus looked down.
“Glow black? That’s what I fear the most. Who knows whom I may kill? I may…” He stopped, and looked sadly at Jaxus. “I may kill you.”
Jaxus looked up. “Why does that bother you? You know I can be easily replaced.”
“I’ve only known you’re a female for a few minutes, and already…” He stopped again.
“I love you, Alexander,” said Jaxus, without warning. It almost seemed as if her lips had not moved.
Alexander was taken by surprise. “You love me?”
“That’s…that’s…that’s why I don’t want to kill you!”
Jaxus smiled. “You love me too?”
Alexander nodded. “I think so.”
“Maybe this will clear your mind.” She leaned forward and kissed him.
Alexander closed his eyes, and kissed her back. Images began to flood his mind. As Jaxus pulled away, he realised he did love her. There was no doubt.
Jaxus sat in front of him, smiling.
Suddenly, a winged beast crashed to the ground near them. It had coal black skin, and eyes that glowed with a bright green fire. It picked itself up of the ground, and spread its wings. It looked at Alexander and Jaxus, assessing them.
“Raslin,” Jaxus hissed.
Alexander jumped to his feet. “Be gone, beast!” he cried.
The Raslin roared at him, though it sounded more like a squeal, and started to step towards him.
“Away!” Alexander shouted, palm outstretched.
The beast stopped, and looked at him.
Suddenly, a fireball flew from Alexander’s hand and struck the Raslin in the face. It rolled as its features burned away. Once the fire had burnt out, the beast’s face was red with blood. It looked at Alexander with its good eye, as it had clawed at the other, tearing it to shreds.
“Kill it,” Jaxus whispered.
Alexander launched a number of fireballs at the form of the Raslin, setting its leathery wings alight, as well as its tail, and the good eye was soon reduced to a bubbling jelly.
It squirmed on the ground, and then stopped moving.
“I think it’s dead now,” said Alexander.
Jaxus nodded, and stood up. She embraced Alexander, pushing her body against him. “You did well,” she said. “Imagine all your power against their entire race.”
Alexander smiled, and looked into her eyes. “Yes. I’ll do it.”
They say together for the duration of that night, talking, kissing and holding each other. Eventually, a thought came to Alexander’s mind.
“Is this allowed in the eyes of the other Shadow Watchers?”
“Is what allowed?”
“This form of relationship,” said Alexander. “We’re different beings.”
Jaxus laughed. “We’re not that different. Same anatomy, if that’s what you mean.” She winked at him. “It’s allowed. The Lord of the Shadow Watchers married a human woman.”
Alexander caressed her face. “How long until you have to go?”
“I never have to go. I just usually go, because my wanting grows so strong.”
Jaxus smiled back, and then looked at Alexander’s arm. “The colour change has stopped.”
Alexander did not dare to look at his markings. “What colour?”
Jaxus looked into his eyes. “Black.”
Alexander recoiled. He felt no different, though he knew he should. “Why do I feel no different?”
Jaxus smiled. “When I kissed you, I shared with you the secret of self control. Come. The Shadow Watchers await.” She touched him on the shoulder, and then clicked her fingers on her free hand. Everything went black, and then they were in a great hall with golden walls.
Silhouetted forms stood around it, and Alexander knew these were other Shadow Watchers.
Jaxus was the only one who stood in her true form.
At the end of the hall, the Lord of the Shadow Watchers sat on a great golden throne.
“So, Alexander,” he boomed. “Your tattoos finally glow black. The time has come.”
“The Raslin have started to escape. The scouts were first to escape, but the greater forms are beginning to emerge. We must act now!”
Jaxus grabbed hold of Alexander’s hand, and pulled him forward.
“We have constructed a great beacon that you can use to destroy the Raslin, Alexander. Daughter. Take him to it.”
Jaxus sighed, and guided Alexander down a corridor Alexander had not noticed was there. He looked back, and saw that the other Shadow Watchers were following them.
The reached a great pillar, with a gap at its base, which Alexander guessed he would have to stand in.
Jaxus took him to it, and gently pushed him inside. “I love you,” she whispered, and then walked away, taking on her shadowy guise once again.
Alexander stood within the pillar. He had fallen in love with the Lord of the Shadow Watchers’ daughter. His tattoos were glowing black. He was going to destroy a race of beings. He swallowed.
“Close your eyes, and focus on the Raslin, Alexander. Order them all to burn into dust. Then, the world will be saved,” the Lord of the Shadow Watchers commanded.
Alexander breathed in, and closed his eyes. He pictured the Raslin, and immediately he saw a great army arrayed in a desert. They all had coal black skin and green eyes. Some carried swords, or spears, and others stood with razor sharp claws and great wings.
Alexander pictured one of the small Raslin, like the one he had encountered that night, and then imagined it burning. He saw one of the smaller beasts of the army go up in flames, drawing the attention of the others. He made the burning spread amongst them, searing flesh, and leaving burnt bones littering the landscape. As the last of the Raslin on the surface died, he saw the flames travel a great tunnel, and felt the deaths of the greatest of the Raslin within.
Next, he sent a great blast of energy across the desert to reduce the bones to dust.
As the last bones were reduced to nothing, he opened his eyes, and saw the Shadow Watchers waiting.
“They’re all dead,” he said.
The Shadow Watchers cheered, and one separated from the rest and ran towards him. The darkness left the body, leaving it as Jaxus, with her exposed skin and well-formed features. “Well done, Alexander,” she said. “You have saved us all.” She grabbed his hands, and then kissed him. Deeply. Passionately.
As she pulled away, Alexander threw his arms around her. “I love you, Jaxus,” he said. “I will always love you.”
Jaxus smiled. “I know you will.”
The Lord of the Shadow Watchers stepped forward. His shadow moved away, showing that he looked much like Jaxus, though wore a great golden robe that covered his body. “Alexander. You may live with us here. And do not fear. It is possible to visit the world below.”
Alexander smiled. “I’d like that. You know what else I’d like?”
The Lord smiled. “What?”
“I want to marry your daughter.”
The Lord laughed. “It will be done!”
Jaxus looked into Alexander’s eyes. “I love you, Alexander. Only you. I will marry you.”
The Shadow Watchers cheered.
Alexander kissed Jaxus, and pulled her closer to him, squeezing her.
She suddenly laughed. “Come, Alexander. I want to show you something.”
He released his grip on her, and she grabbed his hand. She pulled him through the crowd of Shadow Watchers and into the great hall. She led him behind the throne, where there was a small doorway.
“This way,” she said.
He followed her, and then they entered a great garden. There, they saw the sunset.
“Was I really here that long?” Alexander asked.
“No. We’re just in a different world to yours. Sunrise in your world is sunset here.”
Alexander smiled and turned to Jaxus. “It’s beautiful. Just like you.”
They kissed once more, feeling the warmth of each other’s skin, and that of the sun.
At this moment, Alexander knew he’d made a good choice.