Call of the Aether.

Once upon a time, in what is now called France, there lived a dark wizard called Monet. He ruled over the forest of Chique Saret where he kept a harem of witches to do his bidding. All girls born to them would eventually be taken by Monet. All male children were killed. And in this despicable fashion he and his family ruled over Chique Saret.

One of the young witches born to him was Sabrina. The day she was born she cried and cried. The witches around her tried their best but nothing would do to silence the child. The wails persisted and they slowly left the room one after the other. In the end only Sabrina and her mother remained. Her mother carried her around her trying to comfort her. Then suddenly the witch felt something. The baby in her arms had stopped crying. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw the Light. Rays of the Sun, which never touched Chique Saret, touched her and her baby. She put down the child and opened the windows. Dead trees who had their souls stolen by Monet were coming back to life. The Sun shone through and everything came alive.

Sabrina's mother had forgotten what light was but then she wondered about it. All of this was impossible. The forest was under the strictest spells. There was something stronger than it here now. She looked at her baby and grew anxious.

Much later the day came when Sabrina came of age. Her mother took her to Sabbath cliff where Monet would come. Sabrina wasnt angry with her mother . She knew like the dead forest below her and the Undead that lived in it, her mother had lost her soul to the dark wizard a long time ago. Her mother had protected Sabrina's secret for as long as she could. Today there was blood on the moon and Monet would see it. He would come no matter what. She simply placed her child there and left.

Sabrina shivered in the cold. She stared up at the moon and saw his carriage approaching. She stood there and waited. The carriage drew to a halt in mid air and Monet descended. He was smiling at her. She noticed his fangs. When spells didnt make his victims submit he would drink their blood.

Monet inspected her with his eyes and then whispered," You dont seem to be here by your will my dear". Sabrina shook at the iciness of his voice. She didnt want to give in ever. She stood her ground and shook her head .

"Yes Master I do not wish to be taken". Monet laughed,"Young witch, there is nothing to be afraid of. " Monet then licked his fangs and strode towards Sabrina. Sabrina went on her knees and undid her coat. She took it off and began to take off her blouse. Monet slowed down seeing this. She opened the top of the blouse to reveal her smooth bare neckline. Monet smiled. He caught her by the shoulders and dug his fangs slowly into her soft skin. Sabrina shuddered. He drank and drank.

Having had his fill he raised his head. His mouth was draped in blood and his eyes were intoxicated. He went on his knees and began panting. He looked at her and said,"Sabrina my dear your soul is more powerful than anything I have ever tasted." Sabrina looked at the ground. She stared at it. Monet tried to lunge for another feed but began heaving and sighing. The spot on the ground where Sabina stared started to move. A green leaf showed itself. Monet saw it too and was astonished. "How can this be?" He said. He held himself and began to shiver. He retched and threw up but knew what he had just drank was in his bloodstream now. The power it gave him had a mind of its own. Monet tried to control it, hold it and bend it to his will but it was strong. Too strong.

Monet had to let it out. He opened his eyes, his ears and his mouth and it gushed out. Pure white light. He stood there screaming white beautiful light. And with it came the souls. The Countless souls that he had made his, escaped within those rays. The green leaf grew faster and faster fed by the illuminance flowing into it. In just a few moments it grew to become a tree. All the souls that had escaped hid in the tree making the tree strong. The tree grew tall and titanic in its might. When the light escaped him Monet fell to the ground. He gasped and spat what was left of him.

Sabrina did her top and put on the coat.She broke off the sharpest branch of the Tree and walked to Monet. He was helpless and weak. She kicked him turning him over facing her. She drew the branch back and drove the stake into his heart, the only way the Undead can be killed. Monets body went limp. The forest below her let out wails and screams. She stood next to her tree and hugged it feeling its warmth.