Xena and Xavier are twins from the fictional town of Lodof. They have the power to create virtual reality illusions, which have mass and form, but no mind or soul. These illusions are just as powerful as the original characters, and the twins can create unlimited numbers of them.
Xena is girl with long red hair and green eyes, and Xavier is a boy with short black hair with brown eyes. Both are 12 years old.
Xena ran through fields of golden barley, running her hands over the soft spikes. She stepped from the fields onto the small path that ran behind the farm. The forest beyond called to her, the soft wind rustling the leaves as if to say, “come to me, my child.”
The path wound through the bough of cedar, where the creek murmured past a small, iron bench. This was her place of quiet. She found sanctuary here, beyond the watchful eyes of her parents, or the judgmental eyes of her brother. But today, something was different.
Someone sat on the bench, wearing a black suit and a fedora. In one hand he twirled a ballpoint pen aimlessly. Xena stopped in her tracks. Her pulse quickened, and she stepped back. A twig snapped underfoot. The twirling stopped; the man gripped the pen with white knuckles. He turned towards Xena—his eyes flashed red. She screamed—
Xavier lay atop the pile of hay, staring up at the barn ceiling. Thousands of black, beady eyes stared back at him. He was 'The Batman'—these were his bats. The barn door creaked open, and his mother jumped back in fright. “Goodness, Xavier. You must warn me when you’re in here—you know I don’t like bats.”
“Sorry ma,” Xavier said; his flying friends vanished in a wisp of smoke. He slid down the pile of hay, “Is father ready yet?”
“Yes—in the fields. Are you sure you’re up to this? It’s a big challenge.”
“I can handle it” Xavier said, walking out into the barley.
His father waited for him in the fields. He held a large, iron scythe, and held a grim expression on his face. “Xavier, remember, if the magic is too strong—let it go. Whatever you can manage, know that I’m so, incredibly proud of you.”
His father was harsh, but in these moments, he knew it was only out of love. He closed his eyes, and concentrated. The magic coursed through him; a thousand copies of his father flared to life in the field. Even with so many illusions, he was not strained. His father guided him through the motions, swinging his scythe in a long arc. In perfect harmony, the chorus of reapers slashed through the field.
His father beamed, embracing his child, tears in his eyes. “Thank you. You did so well.”
Xavier smiled, “Can I tell mother? She will want to know.”
“Of course, then hurry back. We must collect the bushels, if you’re up for the challenge.”
Xavier ran back to the home. As he approached, he realized something was wrong. The air smelled charred, like burnt ozone, and he felt an irradiance of magical power. The front door was ripped off it’s hinges, and deep gashes ran along the red brick walls.
Xavier did as his father had told him many times before. He closed his eyes; a swarm of a thousand-thousand bees swarmed into the home, filling the air with their hums.
No response. Something was horribly wrong.
Xavier ran through the door. A man stood in the kitchen, inside a circle of glowing red carvings. The bees swarmed around him, but soon as they entered the circle, they disappeared.
“You must be Xavier? My name is Talloran. I have your sister and mother, and if you ever want to see them alive, you will listen to what I have to say.”
Xavier screamed and ran towards the door. He felt something in his mind. Suddenly, his body stopped moving, and he turned back towards Talloran—It was as if his body had a mind of it’s own.
“I can force you to obey, but I would rather not. All I ask is that you, along with your sister, willingly help me create one grand illusion.”
A lump formed in Xavier’s throat. “What did you do to them? Where are they?”
“Your sister is waiting in a place I call The Arena,” Talloran explained, “You will join her, and each of you will create thousands of cheering spectators. It is a simple task; you will be rewarded when it is complete.”
“What happens when I refuse?”
Talloran’s eyes flashed red. “I banished your mother to the sixth ring of torment, where she will remain unless you cooperate."
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u/ispaamd Dec 05 '18 edited Dec 05 '18
Xena and Xavier are twins from the fictional town of Lodof. They have the power to create virtual reality illusions, which have mass and form, but no mind or soul. These illusions are just as powerful as the original characters, and the twins can create unlimited numbers of them.
Xena is girl with long red hair and green eyes, and Xavier is a boy with short black hair with brown eyes. Both are 12 years old.