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Chapter 1: ~the begining~


On a dark a drewy night, where the moon beamed brightly and the clouds were dark with a ghoulish

glow about them, a tall young man at the age of nineteen walked into a small sucluded Tavern, his hair was

long and black with his bangs dangling in his face, his nails were long, sharp, and black with his arms at

his sides, at each of his sides laid two long daggers, the blades of which were long and curvy like a body

of a snake, the handles were made of braded gold intertwining to form a solid grip and at the butt end of

both were two very distinguished and intricut detailed raven claws, each claw held a cyrstal shpere in

their grasp. One of the daggers shperes was filled with a pitch black smoke that swirled around in the

form of a cloud which took the same shape as a black hole, the other was very similar but in its sphere

was a cloud of a very different color fore this one had a crimson re cloud of smoke swirling through it.

his pants were old, black, and torn with silverish chains struck all accross them, his boots were heavy

and made a loud thud as he walked slowly on the hard wood floor of the tavern, his torso was well defined

and was covered in a very old and aceint writing which seemed to be written in bold black lettering, his

head was lowred slightly as he slowly made his way to the back of the tavern and finnaly sat at the

farthest table in the corner of the room, he lifted his head slightly to look about at all of the noisy

people that were chattering pointlessly amougst themselves talking about who knows what, or he did care,

he was only there to pick out his next meal, his eyes burned brightly and glowed a bright blood red as

they scanned the roo, his ears seemed normal except that they were slightly pointed at the tips and

dangling from his earlobes were two crystal ball earings that had the same effect as the spheres on the

end of his daggers but were opposite as to the sides of which his daggers had theirs.

He sat there for a while and began to grow impeitant with hunger and laid an arm down on the

table, his long black hair grazed his fore arm as his blood red glowing eyes began to trail with a pitch

black smoke, his began to tap his long, sharp, black nails against the table top waiting for just the

right meal to approtch him, he stopped tapping his nails on the table top after a while and heard a soft

sweet voice comming from a table not to far away, he perked his ears a bit to zone out the rest of the

noise, he focused on her intensly, his eyes softened a bit and eased back a bit into his chair with his

bangs still covering his face, he tilted his head in curiosity as he looked her up and down,





~ending~
takes the long black nail of his index finger and wipes some blood trapt in the corner of his

mouth onto it, with it he drew an X on his bare chest over his haert and quietly whispered* "X marks the

spot..." she took the dagger of his that was laying on the ground a drove it into his heart, with his head

lowered he slowly looked up and smiled and in a faint voice* "thank you..... thank you for freeing my

soul" * he fell back flat on his back with the dagger sticking out of his chest, as he laid there he took

his last breath and his hand when limp. as his body lied there and the woman began to weep the wind began

to howl and the leaves began to rustle, huge torn black dragon wings sprouted from beneith him and covered

his lifless body, his long black hair turned whiter then snow..