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| | From:  Cleiton000 (Original Message) | Sent: 10/3/2008 3:43 AM |
Deep inside a forest surrounded by a treacherous swamp an old castle is seated. A green sickly mist surronds it and the stench of decaying bodyparts hangs heavy in the air. The castle itself once a stronghold during the wars is cracked up and half destroyed, debris from the the towers covers the ground along with poisonous plants and bones from the ones that used to live in the castle. In the shadows of of the remais of the towers hulking creatuers stands guarding the way to the castles entrance, evervigilant never sleeping they stand guarding their undead master that brought them back from their eternall sleep. In the hallways spectres and ghosts floats around in waiting for their masters commands. The master himself a tall man with pale skin and dressed in royal clothes were standing in his laboraty, the moon shone throught one of the windows spreading its cold llight on the floor were a pentagram were drawn up with blood. At each of the points of the pentagram a dark candle were lit and in the middle of it bodyparts were spread out. The man started to chant with a low voice and a dark mist appeared in the middle of the pentagram drawing the bodyparts together. The creature stepping out from the pentagram by its masters command had pale different colored skin, flies summed around its large body and its limbs seemed to have been poorly stitched together, were it's eyes should be dark flames were burning as it turned his face towards its master. Amethyst smiled slowly pleased with his latest creation when suddenly a hightpitched frightening scream ecchoed from the swamps. Looking out the window his lips curled into a cruel smile, it seems as one of the wraiths had found an intruder in his domene. |
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(Alright it's horror doesn't mean she has to be evil ^.^ but she's not goodie two shoes either) Tyla crouched low to the ground listening intently to the conversation proceeding around her.Slipping quietly into the castle hoping not to be caught she clutched hard at her sword.What was going on here? Something was not right.Her eyes narrowing she walked silently through the halls spying.Once she had spotted the master, a tall,fearsome man.Gasping she quickly turned on her heals heading back to the swamp.Alas she failed,to her prevail she'd landed straight inot one of their traps.Screaming she tried to break free. (Sorry it's short..but yeah) |
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Decaying slimy arms had shot out from under her feet grabbing hold of her legs and holding her in place as a mist gathered around her. In the mist shapes of those that had drowned in the swamp could be seen their sorrowfull faces whispering words to her and their ghostly arms were extended from the mist to touch her, to steal her warmth and make her one of them. As they closed in on her a hulking shape stepped throught them spreading the mist away, it were a creature similar to the one that had been created tonight. In his hand it held an axe stained with dried blood. raising it as to strike the girls it stopped, still with the axe in the air it spoke with a soft whispering voice. "I have not had any vistors to my lair in many yerars now, before i add your flesh to my collection tell me girl what compeled you to enter the realm of the dead?" |
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Tyla shuddered instantly terrified as hands clutched at her body.Screaming again she tried to break free.This was not good,She wasn't meant to be caught.Looking at the swamp she backed away instantly screaming again,All around her where the faces of the drowned.Held in place by the arms she tried to break free,back away from the swamp,"No."She gasped,"No.No No."She cried out again.Already she felt the strong pull,calling her,beckoning her to join the water.Closing her eyes she tried to block out the sounds,"NOOO."She repeated again,her shrill cry echoing around the swamp.Sensing someone around her eyes flew open staring up at the Axe,"What I do is none of your buisness."She hissed,No way would she tell him that she'd been sent to spy,to learn as much information on the new threat as possible. |
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The voice grew silent as the creature bent doen examening her face and a soft laughter ecchoed throught the swamp. "You're a brave one little girl maybe i should do you the honour of meeting me in person" The voice grew silent as the creature rose up and started walking back to the castle and the hands holding her let go of their grip and dissaapered down in the swamp. "My servants wont let you leave alive so the choice is yours, stay here and fall victim to the wraiths or seek me out in my lair" The voice died away and the mist started to gather again along with the drowned souls. |
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Tyla stood still struggling to break free.Hissing she spat out at at the creature,"Bravery comes in all forms,you most certiantly are weak."She spoke darkly.Puzzled she began to walk away,no this was too easy,they wouldn't let her leave...she had no choice.With narrowed eyes she looked up at the castle,"Very well then I accept your challenge."She hissed.With proud,purposeful steps she walked back towards the castle,staring around fearfully. |
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| "So i'm a coward am i?" As she stepped throught the halls of his castle Amethyst stepped out from the sahadows walking towards her with an amused smile on his lips. His black hair flowed around his unnatural pale face as his yellow mesmerising eyes studied her. "Bravery is to walk throught the shadows of the netherworld and claim it's powers for yourself." He smiled baring his fangs, the sound of her heart beating in her chest, the smell of her and the sound of her blood rushing throught her veins reminded him that he had'nt fed for a long time and he wanted no he craved her blood but for now it could wait, he could allways toy a little with her before feeding. "You had the essence of the netherworld staring in your face and yet you still walk proudly refusing to let your fear overwhelm you or maybe.." Smiling he exteended his hand touching her face his hand, cold lacking the warmth of a human touch. "Maybe you recognise the power that death are and deep in your soul you like all the mortals wish to be the master of it" |
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| Tyla jumped at the sound of his voice.Trembling slightly she backed away letting her gaze fall to him,"I don't want the netherworld."She hissed at him,"I'm not an angel of the light,but nor am I evil."She spoke in a cold tone.With her eyes narrowed she watched him cautiously."Why should I show fear to those lesser then me."She snickered. |
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