Stop Toying With Us! [Job, Private]

Markus looked towards the sky, the sun was starting to set, iridescent lances of light were cascading over the horizon. The shadows around them were dark, deep, and long. In the twilight of the day, Markus usually felt at home.

However, that was not the case at all. Every nerve in his body stood on end, everything was wrong. Too quiet, too still. As if the entire area was frozen in time.

Markus pulled his black coat farther around his body, the black fabric bellowed in the breeze, his scarf covered his face. However hood remained down, letting his red hair remain free in the open, blowing lightly.

The black clad mage found himself in the town of Toylaten, a small area know for making many of the toys within Earthland. However, recently the town stopped producing, stopped shipping toys. Multiple jobs have been out of for assistance, yet no one knew what was really going on. Which was surprising, anyone who went on the job never seemed to return. At first, this was classified by the council as a low class D mission. That was until mages who checked it out stopped returning.

Now, it had been classified as a B rank, which was actually above Markus’ own ranking. Not that he was complaining. He really didn’t care one way or the other what a job was classified as. However, he was only ‘cleared’ while accompanying another mage. Markus glanced over at her now, she was far younger then Markus had expected. Though, he knew that meant nothing in reguards to magical power.

Markus hadn’t talked much during their travels. He was just unsocial, cold and calculated. He did not try and be mean, and if questioned would respond. But, for the most part he stuck to himself, unsure how best to proceed.

Markus’ nature had lead him to follow the most logical path, as his superior he would follow his guild-mates instructions, and direction. At least, until she proved herself inept, or expressed interest in him leading. As in most things… He did not really care, and was fine with keeping his head down.

They had just arrived, their coach was pulling away. Markus cocked his head, this would certainly be an interesting job, not that he really cared about toys… He never received any as a kid, and as such did not see the appeal. More it was interesting because it would be challenging.

The mage looked around, and what he saw surprised him. Everything looked to be a toy, every bench, tree, and object in this vicinity. Markus had never seen anything like it. He knew some sort of magic was involved.

Suddenly however, Markus heard laughing, giggling, movement. It was… strange. Something was running around them, watching them, casing them. It was not long before their watchers revealed themselves.

“Hello, hello, hellllooooo,” A small voice cried out, childlike, almost innocent.

“Do we have new toys to play with brother?” Another spoke

Suddenly, two kids stepped from behind the shadows, behind toys. They were so young, easily under 10 years of age, and they looked the exact same as one another. Twins Markus decided.

“I’m chip!”, the one on the right side. “I’m the older brother!!!”

“I’m Chen!, The other said. Looking at his brother, he stuck out his tongue. “And, I’m the smarter brother!”

This entire ordeal was getting complicated and confusing. Markus was starting to regret taking this job...

They spoke again, “Well well well!!!” This time they spoke in unison, in the most creepy horror like manor. “TIME TO PLAY!!!”

Suddenly, a bright light engulfed the entire area. Markus had to shield his eyes, he felt the pull of magic, a warning in the back of his mind. He did not have enough time to react.

When he opened his eyes, every was far weirder. If that was possible. Suddenly, Markus was looking up at the boys, instead of down. They were huge. Easily towering over Markus and the other mage, in a way in which they used to tower over the boys.

Notes: Word Count : 680 | Total : 680 | Target : 6000
Job : Action Figures
Approval : here

Still reeling Markus tried to make sense of the sudden situation he had found himself in. H had shrunk, that much was obvious but how? He had no reaction to the strange situation, and it seemed he was not alone his partner had also been struck by the strange effect.

Raising an eyebrow as the small female mage gave the two brats her name Markus could not help but hold back a grin. There was something… enduring about the other mage. Though Markus would never admit such a thing. Looking towards her, he shrugged at her question.

“No, unfortunately my magic focuses on… well destruction.” Markus said simply. It was the truth, although he had some utility spells none of them could help in this sort of situation, and it was not something magical power would help with.

Marking a deep breath and looking towards the location of the female mages eyes Markus sighed. It seemed he would have no time to discover what had caused their plight. The female mage was right, she was going to get a good look at his magic.

Looking forward Markus could see what looked like toys, just as large if not larger than his current diminutive state, heading his way. He saw all kinds of wolf like contractions, flanking what seemed to be one or two… pirates? Markus as a kid had never been allowed to play with toys and something about these irked the chaos mage.

Holding his hand in front of him, his palm facing his face Markus called upon Chaos. In rapid succession five orbs of dark energy formed at the tips of each finger. With a grin, the chaos mage forced each point to mold to his will, becoming a talon of black magic. Looking back at the oncoming toys Markus singled out a group of 3 wolves and a pirate.

Walking forward the mage swung his hand through the air, releasing the darkness which had pooled and clung to his fingertips. Five scythes of energy burst from his hands, each parallel to the ground and getting longer. The scythes as always spread out and separated the father they traveled, and with their horizontal motion this meant each wolf would take two blades, while the other 3 went over their heads to hit the pirates. The damage was immediate, and without carnage. The scythes were holes into the realm of chaos, holes in reality itself created with Chaos’ power. As such, whatever they cut was pulled into that dark void, and the toys now cut in pieces fell to the ground in a pile.

Glancing back and forth Markus looked for his quarry, his intent clear. Yet, the boys and their incessant giggles were nowhere to be found. With a grunt he sent a wave of dark magic cascading into another group of toys. This one including two pirates. One of whom was able to step just far enough to the side to continue walking towards the chaos mage. Markus’ eyes narrowed as Hela, Markus’ wolf companion sprung forth from her hiding place in his shadow engaging the pirate toy. It seemed, whatever magic effected the black clad mage had changed her as well, making her no larger than a puppy. Luckily, these toys were normal toy sized.

Glancing back at the female mage Markus spoke up. “Let me know if you see those brats, they need a good spanking.” His eyes would be alight with a chaotic energy, not dangerous in any way, for he did not mean them harm, but mischievous he certainly wanted to make sure they learned who they had messed with. For anyone watching, the look would have been quite amusing, even hysterical as a ‘chibi’ Markus tried to be intimidating.

Notes: Word Count : 634 | Total : 1,314 | Target : 3,500
Job : Action Figures
Approval : here