Flames licked at the bottom of the ground, burning anything they touched to fallen ash. Cries were heard at every corner of the area, the city attacked by newborn flames and darkness. "Mommy!" A girl cried before a large, inky figure pulled her into it's grasp. She struggled against the smudge that handled her, but even as the mother cried for help, she was eaten alive, crunched by the monster that had held her. The beast reacted quickly after finishing it's snack, grasping the mother with ease and squishing her body with a satisfied, twisted crackling sound, and consuming her as well.
"What is even happening?" Yagi began to ask herself. The city was calm, at peace and bustling as usual. But in her district a black hole had opened, leaving these anthropomorphic creatures to invade and shift and eat and destroy as much as they pleased. Alert turned into panic, and fire was set. Before she knew it, Yagi's neighborhood was as good as gone. Their house was untouched, but how long would that last? How long until her mother or father are eaten or massacred? "Yagi!" A familiar voice shrieked. Yagi spun on her heels, finding one of her school friends dashing toward her, attempting to escape from one of the shadowed creatures. "Alice!" She cried, desperately scrabbling toward her friend. A burst of sound pushed her backwards and sent her flying, tumbling into the dust. Yagi looked up and her eyes stretched wide. Alice had been grabbed by one of them, but this one was different. It's ink was not black or dark purple. It was white. An albino white so bright that if it was any brighter it'd kill the human eye.
"Alice!" Yagi cried again. The creature let out a monstrous roar, slamming Alice back into the ground where it had picked her up. Yagi trembled, feeling tears stretch into her eyes sockets. Why is this happening? The inky beast picked Alice up again, and Yagi froze. Her friend was alive, but barely struggling. Weakened. Broken. The perfect appetizer. "Stop!" And then it was black. Yagi felt renewed grass under her limbs. It wasn't charred. Where had she gone. "Hey, you." A voice echoed at Yagi. She looked up, only to find a skull in front of her. It was fresh looking, as if a body had been stripped of its head and it was put on display. "Yes, you." Yagi blinked. A skull is talking to me? "You wanna save that girl, don't you?" An image of Alice appeared. She was still struggling, and still failing. The beast licked it's lips, grunting as if squeezing her friend into glue.
"Alice!" "Answer my question." "Huh?" Yagi looked to the skull again. "Do you wish to save that girl?" Yagi frowned, clenching her fists with a clear resolve. "Of course I do! No doubt!" The skull's frame twisted into a deep smile. "You're sure?" "I am!"
Everything around her disappeared. Yagi was in a pit of darkness without a twitch of ground or life in sight. "Huh?" And then it hit her. Pain coursed through Yagi's veins, red splotches and figures dancing around her, mocking her, toying with her. "Die, die, die!" They chorused happily. "What is this...?" Yagi had winced as different animations appeared before her. Stained blood, joker cards, a clown's face mask. Tainted wolves, dying children, marionettes dressed in fishnets. Her head felt like it would implode and then restore itself and implode again. Was she going insane? Where did that skull go? What did it do to her? Where's Alice? The thought screeched in her head as the illusions and pain gapped together and took hold of her conscious. "Take me back."
Yagi gasped, clenching her chest. For that while that felt like an eternity, it was like she couldn't breathe, couldn't taste, couldn't think. You can't be a magical girl without dying first. Yagi looked up. It was as if time had stopped, because Alice resumed struggling as she did so. "Alice!" She exclaimed. Without a second thought, Yagi leapt, flying at the beast with full speed. She retracted a leg and kicked it with all of her might, straight to the face in a way that it crunched whatever features it had underneath it's leaky texture. It screeched and broke away like thin ice, as if it was never there. Yagi tumbled and caught Alice, breathing heavily. The pain still lingered. Those words, where did they come from? Why were they spoken to her? "That was... amazing." Alice huffed out weakly. "Yagi, you rock." "You're okay, right?" Yagi pondered openly, ignoring Alice's concern. Alice stood up, her legs wobbling. She had almost lost her color, and her golden hair had degraded to a light blonde. "It's alright. I promise. I'm okay."
Yagi felt relief wash over her, but her hands still trembled and quivered like a lost child. "Let's go, okay?" Alice offered her hand and pulled Yagi up. They smiled at each other, facing their foes head on.
"I'll never leave your side."