Young Writers Society

The world of Trinaria had always been the home of demons. They walked the land and made it home. People coexisted with the demons, and some found ways to make the pets, others found ways to make slaves, and fight for them.

The demons were mostly docile, but every good, there was the darkest evil. These demons tended to stay out of the way, sorcerers had often taken control of them spells, and contracts.

The contracted demons soon became pawns in matches, challenges, and eventually games between sorcerers. These games were cruel, and often very deadly. The results of demonic energy clashing from high level beings often turned into chaos, and the arena of the games being destroyed completely.

One day, a powerful sorcerer had a vision of the distant future. The vision revealed a day that the dark demons rose up, and began to destroy the world. Along with the vision came am answer. A way that non sorcerers could harness the power of a demon, and use it for good. He constructed a black ring , with a thing slit running the length of the ring. When worn, by a human, a blood contract would be made with a random demon, and the ring would be it's new home.

The sorcerer then used his magic to copy the ring ten hundred thousand times, and then scattered each ring around the world , some underwater, some in fields, some hidden in plain sight. With this act, the sorcerer went into his cave, and drained of power, he died.

****Present day

The world has become a dangerous place, where rogue demons ran rampant, attacking cities, murdering people, and causing chaos wherever they went. Twenty thousand blood rings had been found, and most of the users considered their contracted demons as pets.

The government made a new law.

All blood ring owners must be together once a year, and battle in the Sorcerers games. These games determined a person ability to serve the Sigil army, an elite group who battled the demons, and protected the cities from demise.

Zetra had always dreamed of being an elite sorcerer, dreamed of following In his older sisters footsteps, and finding out the truth of whether she had truly died in the filed.

"Demica! Come forth, through the blood oath courage!" He shouted out, raising his hand and showing his black ring. Four tendrils of massive energy struck the ground, and a summoning circle formed. The ground cracked, and split apart as a small round form emerged.

A small, bunny like demon stood where the circle had been, and flipped her dagger like ears with a small, piercing screech.

Zetra was new to the blood ring summoners games, but he knew what to do. The rules had been scratched into his brain since he was a child, and now, finally, at the age of fourteen he had found a ring, and was entered into the games.

"Demica, let's do this!" He cried, and took off towards the center of the field, hoping to run into a new member, praying that his first match up wouldn't be with someone who was a seasoned and powerful summoner. Demica was a bunny demon, which held massive potential, but she was still in her first form, weak and untrained.

He ran further, and heard a rustling in the grass. Zetra braced himself, knowing that it could be a ring demon, or a wild demon of the fields, one of the many obstacles in the Summoners Games. The rules ran through his head as he waited, and watched as Demica readied herself as well.

Rule number one, you must call out orders to your demons before they can attack, but wild demons can attack at will. There is no turns, the faster you call out moves to your demons, the more attacks you can get in.

Rule number two. Every demon has rateable stats. Only the demons master knows the stats and limits. Two stats are more important then the others, power, and stamina.

Power refers to how much stamina damage the other demon will take.

Stamina refers to how much total damage your demon can take.

Rule number three. Make sure you watch the level of the enemy demon, as you can defeat higher levels, but avoiding the fight is highly recommended.

The rest of the rules vanished from Zetras mind as he checked Demicas stats again, even tho he knew them very well. Demica, level three. Power: 3, Stamina: 37.

"Are you ready Demica, let's make the first move! Iron ear strike!" He called out, raising his fist as Demica sprung into action. Her golden fur turned silver, and her her ears became spikes, deadly utensils of her power move.

She struck, ears first, into the grass as a flying demon avoided the attack, and started to laugh. It was a demonic fairy, and it looked as if it was higher level then Demica. A figure leapt out of a tree, and took a stance.

"Zygari! Fairy wind, followed by Shattering Laugh!" A female voice yelled out, as the figure stood slowly to watch the demons battle. Her hood fell off of her face, showing black hair, and a red scar like mark flowing from her left eye down to her chin. A sorcerers crest.

Zetra readied himself, knowing this would not be an easy fight. There were two types of sorcerers in this world, true sorcerers, and regular people who had found a summoners ring. A true sorcerer held the power to fight along side thier demon, aid in protection, and even heal their demon battle.

Zetra snapped himself out of thought as he saw the fairy attack Demica. First was the wind, a strong gust of cutting air that blew her back into the ground, leaving a small hole from her impact. The second danger was the fairies laugh. Demica, being a bunny demon with large ears, was highly sensitive to the fairies paralysing voice, and she shuttered, trying to shake free.

"Demica, curl your ears, block out the sound!" Zetra cried out, desperate. He had heard rumors of ways a ring sorcerer could use the demon power within to mimic the power of a true sorcerer, but he was still new to it all. In the moment, all he could do was put his trust in Demica.

He eyed the demons stats, and judged his next move. "Ok, so you've only taken three damage to your stamina, this demon isn't overly powerful, ok, Demica, I trust you, you have free reign!" He spoke, and raised his hand high in the air, the ring sparkling an erie red light. He had set the demon free of orders, able to fight the battle for herself.

Demica seemed to nod, before fully pulling her ears down to block out the sounds from the enemy demon. Her back legs buckled, ready to spring. With a sudden dash, she was behind the fairy demon, mid air, and kicked hard with her back legs, sending Zygari into the dirt.

"Thats it Demica keep it up!" Zetra yelled, and looked at the girl across the battle from him. "We will not back down, and we will not accept defeat!"

"You don't have much of a choice, kid. I am Luna Morninstone, heir to the hunter clan. I have been trained in sorcery since I was a child!" The girl spoke, but despite her words, Zetra could sense a deep fear in the girls voice. She seemed unsure, and scared, yet determined.

"Zygari, attack wi-" before she could finish her sentence, Demica had broken free of the laugh that was circling her, and used iron ear strike, sending the fairy to the ground and rendering her unconscious.

"Ngh no!!" Luna screamed, and rushed to Zygari's side, worried and irritated. "Just go kid, you've beaten me, leave us alone..." She whispered, and picked began to use healing magic on her demon.

Zetra wanted to stay, he wanted to talk to this girl, to comfort her, but he knew he shouldn't. "Let's go Demica," he muttered, and turned, sprinting away.

"This is how it has to be. I can't feel sorry for others, no matter what thier struggles may be. I have to worry about my own path, I have to put feelings aside and worry about finding my sister." Zetra spoke to himself, as he and Demica continued to press forward. With each new encounter and battle, Zetra felt more confident, he felt stronger and he watched his partner grow stronger as well.

"Demica, they are finished, let's go! Time is almost up."

As he spoke his last word, a loud buzzer went off, and the many loudspeakers set throughout the Summoners Games field let out a message.

"All battlers please report to the central meeting area, names of the people who will become students of the Elites Demon Hunters Training School will be displayed on the big screen."

Zetra released a deep breath, and looked down at Demica. She had fought hard and was exhausted. The little demon had given it everything she had. Demica looked up at him and gave out a small, happy cry.

"Guah!"

Zetra smiled, and kneeled beside her, placing the ring to her head. "Return and rest Demica" a small flash of light covered the demon, and she vanished. He stood, and walked through the grass and trees, each step feeling heavier then the last, and every breath feeling like a punch.

Nervous, Zetra reached the meeting area and scanned for a name. It wasn't his own name, as he had seen it right away. He wanted to find another name, something inside him begged for it to be up there. Just before he gave up looking, it flashed on the screen.

Luna Morninstone.