Something Evil

Flashback to earlier in the day, when Romeo had just finished helping cut down a large line of trees.

The loggers gave their thanks and told Romeo he could take a break. Romeo happily did and instead of sitting down, he decided to go explore the forest they were logging in. He would have asked Lucy to come with, but she was busy flirting with some of the lumberjacks.

So he went alone and headed deep into the wood, beyond even the part of the forest the logging company owns. And it was there that he found it. A large rock with multiple symbols carved into it, surrounding a round seal of some kind with several marking inside of it.

"What's this?" He asked, moving closer to examine it. And when he did, he felt magic flowing through the rock. He placed a hand on the rock and when he did, both he and the marking on the rock began to glow. "What the?" He stepped backwards, but remained connected to the rock by a string of light.

The rock's light grew bright and quickly moved until it was only in the round seal. And when it did, the seal unleashed a beam of magic that hit Romeo.

The teen cried out as he held up a hand, trying to block the beam, but all this did was give it something to carve into. The palm of his right hand was soon emblazoned with the same round symbol as the rock. And as it did, Romeo felt his mind begin to flow with new information that was being planted into his mind.

This rock was left by a wizard hundreds of years ago, as a way to pass on his greatest spell to a worthy successor. The spell allowed the user to mentally enslave anyone, as long as that person gets branded by the mark that was currently being seared into Romeo's flesh. To do it, all Romeo needed to do was place the mark onto their skin and channel magic into it.

At the same time, Romeo's mind was being altered. Slowly, the thought of using this magic on someone changed from being sickening to being amazing. All of Romeo's morals were being changed, replaced with ideas of what he could do with this new magic.

When the magic finally stopped, Romeo fell to his knees and looked down at his hand. The brand was know infused to his skin, looking like a black tattoo. It glowed for a moment before vanishing, Romeo simply smiling as his new mind thought about the first person he intended to enslave. And he knew exactly how to do it.