"Close your eyes and focus, I want you to imagine the world as two, overlapping each other, the incantation to access this world is 'Bachim', pronounce it mentally and you should be able to feel the vibrations in your soul reach out allowing you to slip out of your physical body."
I nodded, "right," I took a deep breath and focused, 'Bachim,' and I felt the power I could channel call out. It was like a bandage being pulled off your hand, only there was no pain. This won't work, I need to go deeper.
I focused and found myself slowly melting away into myself as my mind began to work into it's meditative state. I felt myself go deeper into the trance, accessing my magical abilities became almost second nature to me now as I slowly felt a distinct line being formed between my soul and my body, slowly pushing the former out.
And then, I felt free.
I opened my eyes and saw the back of my own head. I blinked as I felt myself float backwards, the open space around me working more like a fluid than air, allowing me to feel surface pressure on my whole body.
"This my apprentice, is you spiritual form," I looked behind me, spinning to a vertical position to see Strange floating before me, now looking transparent.
"This, is cool," I grinned as I looked at my transparents hands, "so cool!"
"Indeed. Now, shall-"
"STRANGE! HELP ME!" the cry was so powerful and loud it forced a cut in my magic, forcing my spirit back into my body.
I opened my eyes and gasped, "what the fuck!?" I saw Strange's spirit enter his body, he gasped in shock as well, "Master, what the hell was that?!"
"A friend asking for help," he replied as he tried to get on his feet, only to fail dropping down to one knee.
"Master," I was by his side immediately, holding him steady, "are you okay?"
"H-he was in such pain," Strange frowned as he got to his feet with my help, "I have never felt him so...powerless."
"Who was it? Who called for help?" I asked.
"Mordo," Strange gasped.
"Wait...isn't Mordo your worst enemy?!" I cried out.
Strange nodded, "he is...but he is also my friend. Over the years we grew to respect each other and our stances on magic. Though I may not respect his, I can sympathise with it...we need to help him."
I clicked my teeth, "the last time I helped an enemy of mine he came back and tried to rip me in half. Granted he didn't know who I really was but still..."
"Mordo's pride wouldn't allow him to ask for help if he truly didn't need it," Strange said as he snapped his fingers summoning forth several books from his shelf, all of which opened up and began to float before him, as he looked through pages.
"Alright, what do you need from me?" I asked.
"Nothing," Strange summoned a potion cauldron and several jars of material, "you stay out of this. Whatever this is...it's far too dangerous for you. Leave," he summoned water into the cauldron and dumped several ingredient inside, turning it red, "now apprentice."
I sighed, "fine. But don't call me if you break a hip or something."
"Or mystical waters of Asagiris, reveal to me the location of the one I seek," Strange focused and pulled out a ball of magic, but it felt off, it didn't feel like his. No, rather, it felt like someone else's...Mordo. He must have implanted it into Strange letting him track him with this ritual.
Slowly the waters began to build, peered over the pot and looked inside, "show me what I seek, show me the location of Baron Mordo! Show me..." the pot glowed, Strange's eyes went wide, "oh no..." he looked up, "run!"
I didn't move, I couldn't leave him alone. Especially not after seeing his face like that.
BOOM!
The cauldron exploded as suddenly a flaming portal opened up in the middle of the floor. Strange was sent flying back before he stopped in mid air and began going in the reverse direction, being sucked into the portal.
And then, I felt the portal suck me in as well. "What the fuck?!" I activated my adhesive powers, sticking my feet to the ground. But the pull was too much, before I could even use my claws to stick to the ground, I was pulled off my feet and pulled right into the portal, falling downwards through a tunnel of flames.
"ARGH!" I cried out in horror as I suddenly landed on the scolding hot ground. I groaned as I picked myself up and looked around, gasping at the sight before me.
Everything was on fire...and I mean everything. The sky, the far away plains, even the cavern like sky above me was covered with spots of flames. And in the middle of it all was a castle that reached far up into the cavern ceiling, reaching well over a hundred feet.
The castle was gothic, the walls covered with the skeleton of humans with a lake of blood around it. I got to my feet and looked around, around me was a small gathering army of red skinned imps with horns and tails wearing nothing at all.
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