Prompt: Fairytales

"But the void is just a fairytale!" exclaimed Jevin.

"Even the most fictitious stories are grounded in reality" countered Joe.

"It's real. I know, I've been there." X admitted.

Cub nodded, moving from where he was leaning nearer to the camp fire. He thrust his hand into the flames, bright blue mixing with the fiery orange. He removed his hand, showing the vex magic glowing around his fist like a magic shield to the shocked hermits.

"Magic's back" he stated, before heading into his and Scar's tent.

The others looked at each other confused. Scar decided to follow Cub into their tent, so the rest chose to head in for the night. Jevin extinguished the fire, everyone settling in for the night as the moon shone overhead.

-=+=-

It was a full moon, the night when magic was the strongest. As overused as a trope that is, it was true. Cub knew that, so he watched with a muted expression as Scar collapsed in front of him. The mixture of Vex and Void magic could be quite toxic, if not handled carefully. Tonight was the night the two forces would be their strongest, wrestling in the arena of Scar's body. Glowing blue veins criss-crossed across his arm, meeting the dark ink of void. A similar thing was happening in Cub's body, but he was used to it. The same scenario was probably playing out with X, although nobody knew exactly how admin magic worked with other magic. As the dark blue and black covered Cub's vision and his legs gave out, he smiled.