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The Calling of His Destiny, lies within his will to survive the night....
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Chapter Eight: The Closing Fist of Shadow, a clash of Crimson and blood looms...
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He drifted through the blank white space. He could feel nothing at all. He could feel everything that ever was. He could see nothing at all. Visions of the world flashed before his eyes. He could here nothing at all. The thousands of sounds of the universe collided in his ears. He could think of nothing at all. An infinity of thoughts ran through his head. One slowly came to the forefront. He had come home. This. This was the doorway back. A doorway that he was told would be opened only in his hour of greatest need. A doorway that would allow him to rest and recover. To remember. To forget. But most of all, to learn. His drifting stopped. From behind closed eyes he could see a gentle pair of hands attached to the most welcoming of arms reach for his floating soul. He relaxed as he felt the warm touch of thought wrap him completely as he was drawn into those arms. Arms that had been waiting for him. Arms full of ages and eras of love and warmth. Arms that had once pushed him forward, now drew him back for a time. He could still feel the deep wounds upon his soul. Wounds that he knew would take a great deal of work to heal in this realm outside of time. Yet he allowed himself to forget. He allowed his soul, for once, to relax. To drop the barriers he must carry when he walked on the material plain in his silvery form. The walls were torn down as he let all his control go. He did not need it here. Because it was from here that it all came from. This place was his control. It would for a time bear his burden for him, while he recovered from the deep scars he inflicted upon himself. It would shoulder him again with the burden, but not until he was ready to return to the material world. For now he could simply recover and learn. Learn more. Learn what he was supposed to be. Learn why he was supposed to be. Learn how he was supposed to act. Learn what power he actually controlled. Most importantly, learn how to love his priestess like only he could. Learn how to return to her. Though that could wait. All he wanted to feel now were those comforting arms. That embraces so full of love and acceptance. His soul was back home in the palace that didn't exist. He had returned to Fallen Moon. And he had returned to those arms that sent him away from the palace of souls. As he settled into the embrace of those arms that comforted him and ruled over this realm, only a single word slipped to his lips before his soulform slipped into dreaming bliss....Mother...
Luna awoke in the green field...night had fallen and off in the distance Luna could see a campfire blazing. As she trotted over there out of curiosity...she smelled the scent of a wolf...a male wolf...and she stilled.
"You can come closer Little Wolf Child..." Said the old wolf. "I am Fire Lame Deer, and I will not harm one of the wolf people..." He then threw her a large piece of cooked meat, Luna sat and looked at it with distain...though her mouth watered. The old lupine laughed...
"I see you are stubborn little lady..." After a moment he paused in thought...and spoke with tender affection. "I think this is what I will call you...Lady who is one with the Jewel..." As he noticed Luna sniffing the meat...he laughed once again...
"So..do you like your name Little lady? " As luna ate the meat and sat a short distance away from him...he took out his courting flute and gave her a serenade, speaking to her of his love...they would learn many things together...he and his "Lady" before it was time for her to go back...
Sabin and Dark continues to travel the skies for any signs of Corruption, Lord Silver, or Priestess Luna." Man, Dark.......where do you think they have dissappeared to?" Dark looks at Sabin" I dont know, but we mus..........hey what the hell!" A bright light engulfed Dark and Sabin, and they diasppeared. ".....uugghh.....what happened" Dark looks around as he wakes up. He sees nothing but pure darkness. He makes his eyes light up, so he can see".....Sabin.......where are you.........,damn........no response. I better start looking then" He starts to fly in the unknown area, hearing screams coming from all around." What is this place? I cant seem to find Sabin at all, where did he go?" He continues to fly around, the land beginning to come into view, he seen a cliff, and landed at the cliff, there, in the distance, he seen a Red sun, and the scene was red and black. the water was black, and there was a red hue in the horizon....this had to be the bowels of The Shadow Realm.
Corruption sat at the foot of the mouth of the Shadow Realm....the screams of the tormented ones singing a harmonious symphony to his ungodlike ears...he laughed, the sound enough to grate on Sabin's nerves. "Well well...." Corruption hissed...as he slithered up to the cage of darkness that held the enraged wolf. "What have we here? A LAP dog?" He poked at Sabin as if he were his personal toy...the wolf snapping and snarreling in response....his light arua well hidden in the prison of darkness..."I may not be able to kill you ...or your other half....just yet....but I can render you helpless. "Corruption's head swayed back and forth in a grotesque attempt to mezmorise Sabin...the once soothing voice of the demon now grating and irritating. "We will now wait for Dark to rush in like the fool that he is to rescue you....and you know that he will...Sabin Howled in anger at the fate of Dark. Dark started to travel the shadow realm once more after seeing the site he saw on that cliff, and then he looks down where the water is" Sabin.....where are you......Sabin....."he shouts out, but no luck"
Unaware of the tribulation that conspired against his chronicler, he lay in those comforting arms. Drinking of their reassurance and love. Slowly he began once more to gather his scattered soul and bind it once more into a single entity. Soothing hands helped him stitch the jigsaw of pieces that were his mind back into their proper areas. Gentle hands closed and locked doors in the depth of his pysche that he would have to learn how to open during his stay. His rare truly heart warming smile began to grace his face. He was beginning to feel more and more like his orginal self. But also much different. He could feel new things shifting around in his mind. Items that he would have to learn how to control and use, lest they force him back once more to the brink of the Void. He felt a soft delicate hand grab his own. He made no resistance as it led him onward. Shortly after being led, he realized that he had gathered enough of himself to portray a physical presence in this realm of nonexistance. He almost laughed with relief at finding so much of himself again. He began to skip merrily down the path as he did when he was a child, holding firm to his mothers hand as she led him to the destination that she had chosen. At that moment he allowed himself to forget all he once was, content to spend the moment simply as his mother's son. He never noticed the gleaming palace in the distance...
Let me out of here Corruption....im not kidding.....really" looks at him" quiet litte wolf, as of this moment, none of your words are meaningful to me, your useless words are just signs of your pending doom fool" he laughs at him. *Luna walked through the field with the old wolf...their voices muted as they spoke in low tones* "There are many ways to learn these things Luna, always I have been your teacher, throuch many life cycles we have journied at the Jewels request, and always you have learned best by doing" *They came to a stop at the center of a circle the old wolf had made from cornmeal...divided into four sections* "All of life is a circle Luna....everything....we are like a pebble..and creation is the pond that sucks us in...never to be seen again...all we can do is hope the ripples of our actions go out in a good way." *Luna looked at him with understanding, she had no idea why she was so calm...but she knew she had done this before...and would soon do so again...and she was ready to begin.*
*Luna walked through the field with the old wolf...their voices muted as they spoke in low tones*
"There are many ways to learn these things Luna, always I have been your teacher, throuch many life cycles we have journied at the Jewels request, and always you have learned best by doing"
*They came to a stop at the center of a circle the old wolf had made from cornmeal...divided into four sections* "All of life is a circle Luna....everything....we are like a pebble..and creation is the pond that sucks us in...never to be seen again...all we can do is hope the ripples of our actions go out in a good way." *Luna looked at him with understanding, she had no idea why she was so calm...but she knew she had done this before...and would soon do so again...and she was ready to begin.*
Dark searched high and low, and still no sign of them, then he landed near a lake, he went down by it, and looked in the water, he had to think on how to get him back, without them gotether in his current state, they could die, and he knew that it could happen....
*Luna swayed as another wave of weakness threatened to overtake her....the visions were coming hard and fast....first seeing herself and an handsome siver wolf that had a red stripe along his coat....sharing everything alpha mates share...then yet again she saw herself with what the old one called a "Zin-Wolf" sharing the same things...a small cougar seemed to be her guide...saying he would show her the path...he showed her many many things...pictures of herself in some sort of hell demension being held prisoner and tormented by a demon wolf...his elongated fangs dripping with poisonous venom...and finally herself and the two males...forming an unbreakable circle of 3 as they vanquished the wolf together....now she knew what she had to do...and she had to get back... "Damn......no sign of them at all........what the hell's going on here, why cant i find ehwm" he says as he continues to fly theough the skies"
Luna meditated with the old wolf's guidence..."relax luna...and breathe...breath is sacred...it connects all living things....feel your path rise up to greet you.....feel it taking you to the Jewel of the night and her plans for you Crimson warrior brothers and sisters...." *Luna snapped out of the relaxed state...* "My Crimson brothers and sisters? Who are they?" Arua stops as he feels a sudden jolt of concentration, he looked around" what was that....it felt so scared and familiar"he continues to look around" Luna resumed her meditations...after a time...the zin-wolf reappeared. As if he were searching for something he flew to and fro....Luna reached out to wanting to soothe the pain of loss the wolf felt.....and she wondered about him. "Is that.......Luna" he lands at the edge of the lake and looks into the sky, where he felt the energy, and he spoke" Luna......i dont know where you are, nor do i know the whearabouts of Lord silver, or Sabin....i'm still trying my hardest to get you all back.....i promise i'll find away to get you all back"
A serene expression covered the lupine face as he briefly looked up from the tome he had uncovered deep in the bowels of the palaces libarary. He had forgotten how long he had been down in its sweet smelling depths, surrounded by the scent of knowledge long forgotten by the mortal world. In a place where time held no meaning except as a tool to use on the material plane it was rather hard to know exactly how long one spent doing anything. His stomach rumbled in phantom hunger. He knew that it wasn't really hungry, only a projection of his mind that he had pieced back together over his stay at the palace, but it was still satisifying to eat something everyonce in a while. Even it if was all just sensations on the tongue created by the mind. With a smile from what he had unearthed in these ancient books he gracefully rose and floated up the stairs, exercising one of the few secrets of his mind that he had unlocked. He reached the top of the stair way and set himself down. He opened the door and walked out into a bustling hallway. His mother's servants scurried back and forth carrying out their tasks in the hope that the might get a smile from the ruling lady. Not wanting to disturb them he melded into the shadows, a small technique one of the trainees had showed him when he was piecing himself back together. The more he learned here, the more he wondered why there had been so many closed and forgotten places in his mind. A few he could understand, but others he could not. Especially why there was a large dark red door that seemed to be slightly opening everytime he journey back into his mind with his mother's help. And everytime he mentioned it, she only smiled and said that he would realize its importance soon enough. As he travelled through the shadow of the tapestries to the other side of the hall he passed by a serving girl that looked vaguely familiar. He stopped for a moment to attempt to figure out where he had seen her. He was unable to place her name but the fact irked him. He continued towards the dining hall thinking about the familar face that floated across his minds eye. Like a spectre, present but out of sight. He let out a loud sigh and forgot about trying to figure out where he had seen the servant before. He finally uttered his first words in his length of time staying at the palace recovering.
"She reminds me of my Luna."
His body went rigid and his knees buckled as he fell to the floor. Bright silver light flashed from somewhere inside him enveloping him with the dazzling glow. The dark red door was shattered in an instant. A sea of faces, emotions, duties and hopes swam in the doorway. He now knew why he couldn't find the last remaining pieces to fill the void in his heart. He never had to look for them. The pieces that he had been searching for were simply waiting for his touch inside himself...
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Chapter 9: Omen of the Zin-Wolf. A Premonition of things to come.
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During his travels in the shadow realm he has been in an unstable
state, his body was phasing out between his good side, Sabin, and his
evil side, Dark. it had even came to the point that they would split
bodies, and try to stay seperated, but at some points, it would drain
them, and Dark, knowing that the spirit of the Crimson still resided
within him. Sabin spent hours upon hours trying to find a way to keep
them seperated, using the skills that Argo taught him as a alchemist,
and after days he finally made a soul crest, which would make them
seperate at will, it was called an "Infinity amber crest" a crest that
was permanently placed within the bodies of Sabin and Dark, by Sabin.
after afterwards, they could split and merge anytime they wish, then he
continued to be on the sarch for Silver Lord and luna.
Sabin
speaks" Hey Dark, do you think we would be able to rescue luna and the
rest, we have searched all over the place and still no luck..." And
dark turns to him" ..........I dont even know, Sabin....to be honest, i
dont even know, in any case we have bigger things about" then they
merge back together, and keep searching the shadow realm, and then, out
of nowhere his body became unstable once again, he howled in pain, then
he disappeared into a wormhole, his body flew through and he looked
around, the different time periods were flying by him, and then he
stretched and stretched, until he popped into nothing, when he came
too. he woke up at the edge of the forest, near a lake, he tried to get
up and walk but he was just too tired, and he passed out near thee
stream. some nearby furs saw him and carried him back to their cabin
near the place where he arose, they bathed him and let him rest. then a
week later he woke up" ~GASP~ he gasps for air, then he looks around,
".....where am i" then the two foxes, a male and female, look at him"
whew.....thank goodness, we thought you were never gonna wake up", the
male fox spoke" you are in the Lacronica woods, near the kingdom of
salvistar" the female fox spoke, then Dark asked" what year is this"
then the male fox said" what, you dont know what year this is, it is
the year, 1660"Dark thought in his mind" Damn....another time slip....why are these happening like they are.......
" then he got up" thank you for nursing me back to health" he looked
down and saw his custom blades next to him, he picked his blade up and
left" thanks for the help, but i must be going" they nodded, and he
left the cabin and took flight.
silently through the shadows he moves.. moving quickly and silently..
one with the shadows and trees.... merging in the soft gloom of the
woods.... his eyes cold and full of nothingness as he stalks dark....
there was a job to do.... Dark continues to fly, but he could only go
so far, remembering what those two furs said about what year it was "~i cant believe it.........1660?..........this is'nt real" he thinks as he continues to fly then lands in the forests, leaning against a tree, and looking to the sky" i wonder what happened to them" he thinks as he leans against the tree. He stops at the edge of the small clearing... moving silently about...
the game for him comming quickly to a nearing closure. there was a
flash of steel as he moves slowly into the clearing his voice soft and
deadly. his eyes cold as the steel he holds..... not a word leaves his
lips..... as he advances slowly.... his black kimono and split toe
boots made no sound.... his face masked like a true ninja.....Dark continues to look into the sky, the
twilight view shines all over the forests, then he starts to walk
forward a bit, and then stops. " hmm......someone is nearby, better be careful, i have no knowledge of this region"
he thinks and searches for the form that he feels in the immediate
area. As the panther was about to strike Dark...A blur of dark fur came
from
nowhere Luna hadf returned. She flew at the panther, knocking him from
his feet, her own stealth and skill the stuff of legends... The panther
had no choice to to except the blow.... tumbling he lands
in a crouch.. a menacing growl escapes his lips... as he watches them
both carefully... hatred and anger radiating from him like a flash
flood.. overpowering the sences.... he stands strait.. leveling his
strange sword.....
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Dark loks in awe as he sees Luna return, right
before his very eyes, he was left speechless, ans she knocked over the
panther "Luna, is that you, what are you doing in this time zone, i
thought you were trapped?" he just looks at her, with a stunning stare.
Luna stood lithely as she eyed the panther carefully...crouching low
she withdrew her ancient throwing knife...she could feel the hatred
rolling off of the panther...."How know you my name stranger?" She
asked the male wolf as she and the panther slowly circled each
other...each awaiting the other's move. His footsteps where sure.. but
he did not trust his back... his blade
slowly begins to whirl in time.... perfecting its beat as it slowly
moves faster.... suddenly his blade snaps up in a slice, aiming for her
neck.....but he did not slow.... from the slice he moves to a crouch.
his feet lashing out like a snake. hoping to trip her up or catch her
in a mistake. his moves where fluid perfected.... He looks at her" i'll
explain later, right now
i'll help you take care of this guy" he readys his stance, and leaps in
with his claws drawn" look i dont now who you are or why you are after
me, but leave now, unless you dont want to live" he looks at the
panther with a cold stare, then leaps towards him, kicking his face,
then leaping back. Luna lunged to the side, the deadly blade narrowly
missing her
throat....she kicked out of his attack...landing behind the panther,
ready to snap his neck at his tinitest move. She eyed the wolfen
stranger warily. "What do you wish done with him Stranger? Be he left
Dead......or alive to fight another day?" A small shape, barely
noticable in the night
walks down the road, whistling tunelessly as i trot down, weapons fully
sheathed. he stops in his tracks as he spots the pile of fighting furs
and hurries over, pushing Luna and Dark aside, drawing his dual blades,
pointing at their necks "damn, what is this place coming to when an
innocent fur cant walk the streets without being assaulted by muggers"
He leans over, lifting Stormshadow to his feet. "you ok mate? dreadful
how people will just attack you isnt it? glad i could help" Smiles and
turns to Dark and Luna, turning his back to Stormshadow. "And
you do are despicable, if its anything i despise its muggers who pray
on innocents. he doent even have any money! heck he is even sickor he
wouldnt be wearing that.....scarf.. over...his.....face". His face
turns blank as i remembers the only type of furs who wear cloth to
conseal their identity.
Dark looks at the mysterious white tiger that stepped into the fray"
what are you doing, he's the bad guy, he came after me, im still trying
to find out why, she came to save me, but i doubt if i know her from my
memories, and then we were gonna make a desicion, then you come out of
nowhere, in a Very Dangerous Situation, he is extremely Dangerous" Dark
looks at the tiger like he's totally flipped. A long pause comes from
Stray as he just looks at Dark ".......Oh" Smiles a short smile and
looks from Dark to Luna and back to Dark. " Umm.. sorry?" The intense
struggle begins once again. As if on cue the shadowwarrior
tries to flip luna, only to have her knife slice thinly into his
throat...letting him know that struggles of anykind will not be
tolerated. " So...What's it ta be stranger wolf? Do I let the sodding
blighter go? or do I kill em?" Dark looks her" Let the tiger go,
he knows this area, and he could be
of good use, he means no harm" then he looks at the ninja panther" let
him
go, i'll see him again soon.......i have a vauge feeling i'll be seeing
him soon" he walks over to the panther and touches his forhead with a
scroll, and the Panther passes out cold" that should hold you for a
long while, ok everyone, lets get a safe distance away from this place,
and then we could talk" he looks at them and starts to walk ahead.
Stray follows after them, not having seen the face of the people he
first assaulted. but something seemed strange about the females voice,
as if he had heard it before. He couldnt quite remember, so he decided
to follow along untill he could. Luna looked at the Siberien tiger...
"Stray? is
that YOU???" She lunged and hugged the friendly tiger tightly to her
"So How ya doin' ya wee eeeedjit? It's been months since I've seen tha
likes of ya!" Dark looks at her, and sees the expression"the scent is the same, but this cant be the same Luna"
he looks ahead, then makes to a part of the forest, and they rests" ok,
i gues this can be a real good place to take a rest for now" looks at
the white tiger" so, may i ask of your name is?" he looks at him. Stray
laughs and lifts Luna up with a hug "How are you doin Luna! havent seen
you in decades, what in the world did you get up to". he looks at Luna
"You've
grown up to be a fine fur Luna. Im proud of you, youve made some
progress from when i first took you in, already fighting crime eh? you
always were intent on fighting evil and causing justice, never could
stop you from that could I ? laughs heartily and hugs Luna
again, patting her back in a friendly way, almost fatherly, he grins
and reaches his hand out to Dark. "You can call me Stray, nice to meet
you, any friend of Luna is a friend of mine, mr..?"
He
extends his paw out to him" right, likewise im sure. My name is Dark
Valentine." he nods, and they all sit down on the ground." so
Stray....i understand im in Lacronica woods, located in the Kingdom of
Salvistar....am i correct?" he looks at Stray, hoping to get a positive
answer. He chuckles. "yes Dark that is so, but i would have guessed
that
Luna here would have told you, she knows this place like the back of
her hand. whats the matter gotten lost?" smiles and moves slowly along
with them to a clearing right up ahead. He thinks for a bit....then
speaks" well.......i dont know how should i
put this but.......im not from this time" he scratches his head " im
from a totally different era......the past you can say, i dont know how
i got here. all i know was that when i came to i was in this forest,
and 2 furs found me and nursed me back to health......after i was well,
i asked them where i was, they had the same expession as you did when i
just asked. then they told me what year it was, and where i was,
afterwards of all the talk and such, i got myself up, and i bid them my
farewell, and went on my way. then after a while of travel thas where
the ninja came along, and well" he laughs lightly" here we are". Then
Luna spoke. "I came upon the blaggard as he was ready ta strike
stray...the wolf here had no idea of what was waiting for him." He
smiles a kindly smile." Well it seems
hard to believe Dark but round here anything can happen. Just think it
was a time whne Luna wouldnt swat a fly cause it wasnt right, now shes
slitting throats like every before." Stray winks to Luna, knowing that
she hasnt gone that far but enjoying to tease her just a
little."Strange how a assassin would want you dead, know of any
reasons?" He leans in, questioningly. "Well....not to my particular
knowledge.....i
do know that there are ones that try to hunt me down.....but for
reasons that are still unknown to me, as it seems" He nods to his
answer. Then she looks at Stray, then at Dark waringly. "An I'll 'ave
you know Stray..I STILL don't swat flies...their
transmigrating souls....wouldn't do to interrupt their
journey...now...Mr Wolf...wherebouts do I know you from??? You seem
awful familier..." Dark looks at her" you look like someone i knew
a long time ago, but the only thing that is the same is your
eyes......the rest....it's all a blur to me" he sighs as he looks at
her, then looks down.
Deep
in her heart...she KNEW she knows this fur...but placing him was a
far different matter. Luna picked up her scattered belongings and eyed
the wolf warily. "Well if you want postdeath experiences and
interdimensional soul travel, and all the other stuff i dont
understand. Luna is your girl, me ive always stuck to the more down to
earth stuff. perfectionizing my body and movements. Luna always aimed
for the stars, litterally" Stray winks and sits down creatin a fire so
it would more comfertable talking together during the night. Her
throwing knife landed deeply in the tree scant inches abouve the
tiger's head. "Don't let 'im fool ya wolf...who do ya think it was
taught me all that rot?" Dark looks to the sky."Well as you can see,
Stray" looks at himself" im not a normal kind of
wolf" he looks at the fire that Stray made" i am a Zonathrope Inishawa
Wolf, or Zin-Wolf for short. you probably have heard of my species in
olden folklre before, have you not?" looks at Stray. He ducks as the
dagger flies overhead. "Damn Luna, you need to be more careufl, one of
these days that dager is going to slip" Moves a bit away, smiling then
listens to Darks words. "Oh
im afraid i dont know much about that other then the fairy tales ive
been told, heck i even went searching for them, for an entire year, it
was on the way back form that journey that i found little Luna" He
chuckles at the thought of calling her little now. "Well from the looks
of things, i guess you dont have to search any
longer" he laughs a bit" sadly, and unfortunately.......im the last of
my kind" he looks down, a bit saddened. Stray smiles and pat his back.
"Thats a shame, friend, but at least
you are amongst friends here. do you know where or why your travelling?
same questiong could go to you Luna. Stray looks over. "Never quite I'd
find to what you where in search of." Then Dark speaks. "As for what i
can remember, i was chasing after this entity that had
taken control of this alrternate world, for some reason this entity
wanted me history, luckily i had friends and such to help me, but then
smething terrible happened, i got seperated from my friends, and they
got captured, and i was trying to look for them, and as i was doing so,
i hit a wormhole in the dimensions......and wound up here" looks at
stray " well i hope that info answered your questions". In that moment
odds did not look to well against him.... he looks at
all three well out numbered. suddenly he wasn't there. but the tree
above them.. his eyes narrow...slowly he unwraps his othersword....
letting the back silk fall to the earth. it was a katana... but he did
not draw it yet.... something like sarrow flitted quickly past his
eyes..... before hardening back to cold steel.... the trees soft light
play softly upon his still form... he waits...
Dark stopped talking and became silent, staring up into a tree, his
stomach felt uneasy, as he takes a closer look into the tree".......so
i see you are back, what is your purpose for following me and trying to
attack me like you are doing, i want to know your real and true
intentions" he draws his claws, continuing to look into the tree, he
knows that the Ninja panther is well hidden the tree. His voice tinted
with malice and rage as he reply his voice harsh and
angry " DON"T PLAY GAMES WITH ME" he growls in furry " you bare the
crest of my enemies " he points to the small stone that let him through
his time " I will not forgive you and what you're clan has done...
never!!" Dark looks at him" what are you talking about *i
bare the crest of your enemies*, for one, i dont know how i got here,
two, other than the furs that found me, and nursed me back to health,
and these other two, i know no one else. and three, will you care to
explain what you claim my clan has done.......not here....but somewhere
deep into the forest" he looks at the other two" please, do not follow,
this is something that i must try to figure out on my own" Stray and
Luna nod, and stay behind, then Dark looks at the Ninja" ok, lets go
away from this place, since it seems like you want a fight" he dashes
off deep into the unknown woods, not even sure of where he is going
either, but being as far away as possible from the others, so he can
try and solve this problem against this strange yet versatile Ninja. He
kicks the tree, leaping baranche to branche he fallows... his eyes
cold and unseeing... only vengance flamed upon his eyes.....but a
moment of doubt can clearly be seen in his eyes...... They make it to a
deep part of the forest, and they both stop" Now that
we are alone, and away from the others, do you now care to explain to
me, just what the hell are you talking about?" he looks at him, his
claws already unsheathed and drwan, incase something goes wrong. He
lands in a crouch not far.... ten feet....maybe a little more. his
blue eye scan you'res...." i know you are from the dark realm..... i
know you exist and visit there..... that crest can only be and come
from such an evil place..... i know the masters you surve and
deseception they have played amongst my kind" he stops taking his time
composing himself when he looked back his eyes still as cold as steel.
" they destroyed my village.....they killed my master.... i..i have
nothing....." he stares at his hands " i came so close" he held his
tears back... only boys cried.....men and women endured.... and so he
must now.......
Dark sits there and thinks back for a bit,
remembering to long before he was sent to the shadow realm".......i
remember now, my body was very unstable at the time, and i could not
control myself, my good side had a hard time trying to control me, the
only reason i was sent to the shadow realm, because of a certain wolf
who saw it not fit for me to be here, because he knew that my body was
unstable, and in the shadow realm, im not a real main threat, there is
something even a bigger threat than i am, or so you say" he looks at
him with a stern look. "Otherwise, there have been many that has tried
to take me out of existance, and many failed, and it was out of my
hands to control the force that lies within me, but i have been in a
fight for survival since day one that i entered into that place, from
the second i entered the shadow realm, all kinds of creatures have been
trying to kill me, why i dont know, but i refuse to let anyone try and
kill me. i dont know who you are, but you seem to know me alot" he
continues to look at him. He growls agnrily "you tore my life!! his hands slash the air angily "you have no idea... no idea at all......" Dark just looks at him, staying silent" .........." He growls looking at his hands " because of you i have no name....
because of you.... i am not even worthy of being called....." he
collapses to his knees.... " to be worth nothing.... hoping every day
death would be swift........ that some mercy would come..... after you
left you left the rift open...... they killed... they ate
everything.... even there own dead"!! pain filled and collored his
voice..... barely able to speak any more... "Who killed, who Ate, can you at least describe them to me......if you
can remember" he looks at him, still keeping his claws unsheathed. It was way to painfull opening up such a wound..... suddenly he was
gone..... none existant.......only the sounds of the winds caressed
you..... and no one left in there.... but his words did echoe in the
cold gloom of the forest "them....."
"Them?....who is he talking about......." that word echoes in his head,
as he watches the Ninja disappear. then he starts to walk back towards
the way he came, but he seems lost. then a group of men comes in the
distance of him, he looks at them and asks" excuse me but can you" they
look at him" ........a magic user?!?!.......magic users are not allowed
here...get him" they immediately outnumber him 5 to 1, and start to
hack and slash away at Dark, they pin him down to the ground" the king of
Salvistar does not allow anyone who weild the forces of magic in this
kindom" Dark tries to speak back" magic, user....wait...whats going on"
they continue to beat him and slash away at him, muffling him" those
that are the weilders of magic are either locked up, or excuted, "then
one of the guys speak" ....lets leave him to bleed to death....he is of
no harm if he dies out here, and no one to find him anyways" they stop
attacking his now battered up and bloody body, and they leave him lying
on the forest floor, leaving him for dead. then he thinks in his mind,
as the soliders leave him in the distance" what have i done to
diserve this.........i have done no wrong, but yet.....i am in a place
i have no knowledge of, and in the midst of it all.....on the brink of
death" he continues to lie there, not knowing how long he has left
to live, before his body gives out on him, to save his strength, he
lies still and lets off a soft howl of dispair, hoping that someone
finds him. When he awoke, she
was humming softly. His joints were likely to be stiff, and there was a
bitter scent in the air, but she continued to hum a lonely song as she
worked the cool, clean water through his fur. A candle flickered
in the dim cell. He was off the floor in a small box bed and he could
see his clothes were folded neatly on a seat beside the small
nightstand. She rubbed a dry cloth across his fur, fluffing it up,
warming him before she sat back on her seat and wound her hands in her
beads and began to pray softly to herself. Meanwhile,
a couple of hundred yards away, Stray still awaited Darks
return. Not sure what to make of all that had happened in so short
time, glad to be reaquainted with Luna but at the same time, he knew
that this time was different, he wasnt the same Tiger that had raised
her, buthe kept his muzzle shut about it, perhaps he could make an
advantage out of it. "Dark's sure been gone quite some time, do you
know much of him?" he
leans back on the ground, his paws behind his head, lookin up at the
sky as he hums a tune he used to sing for her as a child. "Intriguing
how by one clash of a blade, by one flip of a coin all can change, if
Dark really is caught in time travel, couldnt that possibly distort the
universe itself? change everythin we know of? never liked supernatural
powers much, always up to no good thats what i say, its why i didnt
want you persuing the life of magic, but you awalys did go your own
way, nothing i could do about that" He chuckles and sighs, closing his
eyes as he continues to hum, the cold breeze lowering the fire.
Dark wakes up, and looks around, an notices that he is no longer in the
forest, he was in some sort of building, he looks to the side, and sees
his clothes folded neatly, and then he looks at the female mountain
lion clean him, and nursed him back to health. he tries to move a bit,
but his joints are stiff, due to loss of blood, and weakened and beaten
badly. The Sister heard his stirring, but was in no
rush and finished her prayers before opening her eyes to look at him.
"Hush. Your wounds are dressed, and your clothes have been mended and
washed.” The room was almost completely empty. There was
a nightstand with two bowls and a book upon it. It was almost creepy.
One bowl held a bloody rag with pink tinged water, the other, a bitter
smelling green paste that had the consistency of day old pottage. The
candle was off to the side and it’s light cast an eerie glow
about the room, making it seem like it had been plucked from the
underworld. There were two chairs, both had been placed near the bed.
Across the room was a small desk, and save for that, there was nothing. As
his eyes refocused on the Sister, he could see she was feline… a
mountain lioness. Her eyes were a simple brown; her hair was concealed
within her habit. All in all, she was the most unremarkable woman many
had ever seen. She placed her rosary back onto her belt and continued
to tend to his wounds as if he were not even awake. She gathered the
bowl of green paste and worked it thrice with the pestle before taking
some on her fingertips and rubbing it into his now shallow wounds. It
burned and froze at the same time. He felt the stinging of the green paste, and
then felt the soothing of it cooling down, he had no idea how he was
rescued, but he knew that it was just in time. he looks at the mountain
lioness, and notices that she is a sister. He listens to her,
and does not yet speak, as expected, she wanted him to rest, he did
feel calm around her, the eerie glow of the single candle that stood on
the stand, the quiet atmosphere of the room, produced a sense of calm
for him. All he could do for the moment, was let the Sister heal his wounds, and rest.
Over the passing
days Sister Mary Margaret's daily routine was much the same. She slept
upon a small bed roll each night on the floor near the man's bed, a
hand bell from the chapel within reach. Every day she changed
the dressings on his bandages, washed the dried blood from his fur and
as soon as he was strong enough, he was offered cool clean water to
drink along with a bowl of broth and some milk toast. She never really
spoke to him after that first day, but then, much of her time with him
was spent while he was sleeping. The mornings found her
gathering herbs for his poultice, and the evening found her praying at
his bed side. She seemed so simple. Too simple. Everyone has something
that stands out about them. In her case, she had nothing and that set
her apart in and of itself. It was strange to say the least, but his
wounds were healing swiftly, and that was the most important thing at
hand. Wounds such as his would have taken another a full lunar cycle to
mend enough so that he could move, and yet by the end of the week he
was eating stew instead of broth. That night she knelt beside him and began her prayers as she had the six nights before. Dark was on a speedy recovery soon he would be back to full health. he
often wondered what happened to Stray and Luna. he thought about them
regularly, and hoped that those soliders did not get to them too. she
bathed him, cleaned hem, placed fresh bandages on his wounded body. he
was very grateful of her for taking care of him like she was doing. Dark
was in her place for a week now, and it has long since been the day he
arrived in the Lacronica woods. he often wondered if he was going to
wind up staying here. He thought more about how he got here, trying to
remember how it all happened, and yet, he still could not get no kind
of vauge discription as to how he arrived. he then remebered
that Sabin was still inside of him, but he was lying dormant within
him, so letting Sabin rest is what he had no choice but to do. he then
looked at her, she was doing her daily prayers. He didnt want to
disturb her, but he had to ask her a very important question, and at
the same time, thank her for her help. and so, hespoke to he for the
first time. "i do thank you for taking care of me, i can now guess how
i got here into your home, and i do appreciate your help in nursing me
back to strength. but may i ask you something" he looks at her, he let
his ears fold back on his head, as he showed respect to the sister,
even though it was wrong to disturb prayer, and he didnt mean to.
She glanced to him and made the sign of the
cross over her before she turned to face him slowly. Her lips fell
silently together as she turned to face him. He knew she could speak,
and yet, she only nodded for him to continue.
The moonlight
drifted in and danced with the lamp black of the candle flame. The
light framed her face in a cool tone he had not seen in the passing
dark nights and it shimmered at the corner of her habit. It was the
kind of thing that couldn’t help but to draw another’s eye.
She turned her head and pulled the headdress forward to conceal it once
more before she turned back to him and nodded once more, making eye
contact so he knew he had her undivided attention. He looked ar her, nodding in respect that she
was very peaceful, and in honor to her prayers, and he took a deep
breath, then the question came to his mind. " My apologies for
disturbing your prayer." he bowed and nodded in respect to her" but can
you please tell me anything about this land that i am in, the only
thing that i know is that i am in the Lacronica woods, in the Kingdom
of Salvistar. i have no knowledge of this land that i am in, nor the
furs surrounding it. any information would be greatly appreciated." He
continued to show respect to her. he would never go as far as
disrespecting a sister of prayer. he would always be in her debt for
the time she took to heal and nourish him back to health, his wounds did
not finish healing, and he still needed more time to recover. he
hoped that the Sister could help him in answeing his queston, for he is
still new to this time that he was in, and it was completely unknown to
him, so any knowledge would do. at the same time, he was thinking in
his mind as to how he could repay the favor back to her. After a day he had moved to higher areas, moving along with Luna into
the forest away from the road day had passed Stray knew that waiting in
the same spot would not only be useless it would also be a dangerous
thing to do. The soldiers that had passed only hours later from when
Dark had left had been chattering about battles and he could tell that
the adrenaline form a good fight was in them, he did not take this as a
good sign but he did not tell Luna, he felt he didnt need to. He had
taken her to his home, not his original home but a temporary one where
they could stay for as long as Luna wished, untill she felt she should
move on or search for Dark or whatever she saw fit. Strays true
intentions remained hidden, they were not what Luna would call, morally
correct. His intentions were a secret which only he and his employer
were allowed to know, and he did not want to end the kindred time he
and Luna had spent speaking of the past and quests they had done, it
was pleasant ot speak with another soul again, he had not had a real
conversation with a likeminded fur in over a decade, they had all been
arguements and threats. Yet Stray smiled and acted as though all his
life he had lived in harmony, as if everythin woodland being and
villager was his friend, it would of course not be true, Deep down
Stray could not befriend any soul, he had not managed it yet at least,
he was shy and always alert and nervous reagarding strangers, allies,
employers and aquaintances, the closest fur he knew was Luna and she
was like a daughter to him, a daughter that could probably take his
head off in one powerful punch, but a daughter none the less.
"Its good to talk to you again Luna." he
sighed, leaning back and listening intently to her stories, knowing
that soon, she would know his true intentions, he could not hide them
from this wolf, she knew him well and had always been clever, but he
wanted to stall as long as possible. She nodded once and
spoke softly. “You are within the walls of the Holy Order of Our
Lady of Mercy which is a seven days on foot to the Grand Slvistar
Castle. I am Sister Mary Margaret. It is ruled by King Alucard. The
laws of the land often seem strange to outsiders, but they are for our
people’s protection. The destruction wrought during the last mage
war was so devastating that King Alucard forbids it so that his people
may live in peace. Before king Alucard rose to power, the
kingdom was in a state of faux peace. The rich grew ever wealthier
while half of their workers died in the winter from the cold or worse,
starvation. Sickness was tended to by “mages” over people
who have been trained to heal others, and the magic users claimed fees
from the poor and ill supposedly in payment for their services that may
or may not have worked. When the King first rose to
power, all of the people were saddened. They cared for the old king,
and yet, now- they are happy he is gone. He filled his pockets with the
people’s taxes while the people of the land starved. While it is
true that no one person has a much as their labor could fetch them in
another land, they will always be fed, have a roof over their heads,
clothes to ward them against the elements, and healers that will not
abandon the ill or poor. The laws are applied with an
even hand. There is no need to steal, or fight, as anyone attempting to
harm another is imprisoned, and food all necessities of life are
provided for by the king, anything beyond survival is earned by hard
work, be it by wits or muscle.” She took a bowl from the
nightstand; this time it was a large piece of meat in a broth
surrounded with vegetables, with a poached egg and a biscuit floating
atop it. “Do you need my aid, or are you feeling up to feeding
yourself?” Dark nods to her information, and looks at the food she has brought to
him, then answers her question with telling her his informaton about
himself. " your aid would be much appreciated. i guess i can now tell
you about myself, though i doubt that you will believe everything im
about to tell you. My name is Dark S. Valentine, I am a
Zonathrope-Inishawa wolf, or a Zin_wolf for short. I come Feudal Japan,
which was back in the early to mid 700's, my place of residence was the
Komodo-Valentine Dynasty, which was located in an area called the
Terronaoki Province. and i also traveled to the shadow realm, in which
i thought i was trapped there, i have been in that realm since 725
A.D., and how i got out of there into 1660 A.D. is still a mystery
beyond myself. I was born with powers, most furs could
tell that i use powers from the faint lunar blue glow in my eyes, and
lately, my powers have laid dormant as so far, i have not been able to
use them since i have been here, the only other power that i have
access to is flying......but since my power is strictly limited.....i
cannot". He then becomes quiet as she starts to feed him the
food, his ears remain folded back, accepting her care, like a mother
would care for her cub.
The first was taller than
your average fur, he guessed maybe 7 or 8 feet tall, and dressed in a
simple black hooded robe such as that of a monk. Nothing of the person
was visible as the hood was up currently. They walked confidently and
the glint of light on metal tolf the archer all he needed to know about
weaponry, that they carried one. Whent hey were closer he could see the
sword was large, larger than the average bastard sword, not longer,
larger. It was curved, wide bladed and had sword breaking notches near
the hilt. If they knew how to use it properly it could definitely be a
very deadly weapon indeed. The archer focused on the second
member of the group, this one obviously female, feline as well. Black
furred. Her facial features were almost angular in appearance. She was
dressed strangely to his mind, all in white. It was a long robe-like
dress except that it has splits up both side allowing her legs to be
seen. THe piece of the dress that hung between her legs covered her
modesty but flowed and lay on her flesh in such a way as to entice the
eye, as did the top half of the dress, which hugged her bosom,
revealing their entire shape. She too carried a weapon, a spear with
many ornate carvings on it and what appeared to be a dagger on her
belt. She also bore a necklace of a strange symbol. A kind of cross
except the top part was a loop.
Then there was the last member
of the trio of travellers. This one wore more flamboyant clothing, like
that of a lord. White shirt with lace trappings, a red jacket with gold
embroidery and black pants. He looked elegant. He was a fox and carried
himself with the prescence of one used to the higher class life. He
wore a rapier at one side and some other weapon at his other, the
archer couldn't quite make it out. He seemed to be the more jovial of
the trio, smiling as he was. He seemed to have a skip to his step
almost. He seemed the least threatening but the rapier was not a weapon
to be taken lightly, especially if he wielded it with any skill. Eventually
voices began to make their way to the Archer's ears and her could
identify the robed one as male, but not much more than that. He awaited
orders knowing his captain was probably also looking on these strangers.
"I find nothing amusing in our current situation."
"Oh
come on. We're lost in the middle of who knows where and all you can
say is that your sure we are here for a reason. You should have left me
on the ship." This from the fox.
The feline chimed in. "That would have been preferable in my opinion."
"Hey! Who asked you anyway."
"No one but if you are free to voice your opinion to the world, why should not I be also given the same respect?"
"Ah whatever. Anyway big guy why this way?"
"I
have told you Raphael that I do not know. The only thing I know is that
Lord Tsunami set me out on this journey with little knowledge telling
me that I would learn all in time. I have, since that day, met up with
you two and you have agreed to join me on my journey because I saved
you from inevitable death." Said the robed one.
The feline spoke
again "I believe we were meant to die then. Your arrival has displaced
us in order to achieve some great, as yet unnamed task."
"Gee. So I'm supposed to be dead? Great. Isn't that just wonderful. Why am I the only one who doesn't get all of this?"
"Because you do not have the capacity to understand anything complicated."
"Right. That's it Baskhmet I am..."
"Hush you two. We are being watched from up ahead."
"Watched?"
"By whom Onesong?"
"I don't know yet Baskhmet."
The
robed one pulled down the hood to reveal the fact he was a Dragon and
that's when the soldiers strode forward and the archers nocked their
arrows.
"Halt in the name of the King." shouted the captain.
"Which king would that be?" Answered the Dragon.
"King Alucard."
The Dragon tilted his head in thought. "We are lost." he muttered.
"Magic users are not allowed in this kingdom."
"We are not?" asked the feline. "That is a shame indeed."
"Yeah" said the fox. "So we'll be leaving then."
"Arrest them!"
The Dragon sighed. "We cannot leave Raphael, we are needed in this place for something."
"Oh. Ok." HE shrugged and drew his sword. "Guess we do this the hard way then?"
"Indeed."
That's when the archers let loose their arrows......
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Chapter 10: Auspicious Meeting, The souls gather together as one.....
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After Sister Mary finished feeding Dark, she went back to her daily
prayers. Dark felt full, and tiredness started to settle in, the warm
food started to take effect, soothing his stomach, and he nods. "Thank
you for the food" he spoke, then he slowly fell asleep, letting his
wounds heal, and his soul at ease. Necrom, Stalks From Behind The
Building Watching At Dark Lying On The
Bed, Smiling And Preparing Himself To Get In And See Who Is that Wolf,
Dragging His Dagger And His Ktar slowly Without A Noise Open The
Window. Stray was suprised that Luna had stayed so long as the spoke of
adventures and past experiences, but now she slept, it was late and
they had been there for many days. Stray saw this as an opportunity to
go through his main objectives, the main reason he was in the town. He
rolled out a battered parchment, one from his hometown.
After the
rebellion had overthrown the king and taken control of the city they
had banned anything that might have something to do with powers the new
king could not control. And therefore murdered all magic users,
believed witches and holyfurs. Shortly after the law was passed, Stray
was caught, he was known for his aversion to magic and the king had
made a deal, he would travel around the world, taking care of the most
powerful orders and the stronger mages. Removing them from the earth so
the king of his town would feel safer, and in exchange he would not be
executed. It seemed fair enough for Stray at the time. Later he had
begun recieving money, and weaponry, horses and anyting else the king
could spare, without knowing it Stray had become the kings personal
assasin, he couldnt leave if he wanted to, but at the moment, he didnt
want to. his life was rich and he got advantages no one could dream of,
as long as he kept his mind unfocused of the lives he destroyed he felt
allright.
but now something was different, in less the a few spare
second two furs had been introduced to him that wielded magic, two furs
he did not want to kill. But it was his duty, he just had t ofind the
right time. He had a feeling these wouldnt be the last furs he would
have to face either, something big was brewing. Luna loved stray with all of her heart....he was like a father to her.
Yet lately he had been acting very strange..as if he held a piece of
himself away from her...hoping she would not see that it was missing.
She snuggled close to him in her sleep....needing his comforting
presence there to keep her warm. She drempt of the odd
Zin-Wolf....memories pressing in on her subconcious as she viewed their
past together...the times they had saved each other...the times they
had made love...the passion they had felt for each other. She also
drempt of her past with Stray. The way he had cared for her...loved her
as a father...the way he had cared for her when she was ill...was
always there for her...but in the dream things began to
change...horrible, grotesque creatures, shadows that lurked and
growled...stealig those she loved away from her...Luna gasped and
fought in her sleep...trying to make the shadow creatures go away.
quickly hiding the parchemnt, sliding it under his pack, not bothering
to cover it up, he hurried to wake Luna, he stroked her cheek gently.
shushing her and talking soothingly. easing her down, at least at this
moment he would be as kind as possible. "there, there you were just
having a bad dream, care to tell me about it? maybe it has a hidden
meaning?" he smiled a warm smile, winking to her, cradling her head in
his lap, stroking her fur. Dark feels the air stirring around him as he
sleeps, he can feel that
something is really not right, he feels the breeze coming from the
window as he sleeps. he smells the air for the Sister, but her scent is
not in the room. he catches the scent of another fur, with the intent
of murder on his mind, Dark moces his paw's under the cover, and make
his tiwn blades appear under the cover, he lies silent and still,
awaiting for the right moment to strike this unknown fur that came
through the window. He Senses The Danger Ahead And Gets Into Throwing
His Ktar And Dagger
To the Floor Burying Them there, Sit's On the Floor And Looks At Dark.
" Hey You, don't Try to Fool Me, I Know That You Are Awake." Then He
Stands Up And Leans On The Window closing It. Dark gets up and looks at
him" yeah, and you trying to silently sneak
in, what a poor job of trying to sneak in, sloppy, sloppy," he
continues to look at him" so....what do you want, you know it's wrong
to break into a Sister's house of prayer, right" he smirks then
continues to look at him" or are you some sort of robber coming to rob
this Sister of prayer?" he doesnt move, but watches his form. Luna sits
up in Strays lap...holding herself to him tightly...* "Stray!
dark...that fur we met today? He's in trouble! someone's trying to kill
him I think..." *She noticed for the first time the incredible strength
and beauty of the tiger's body...and was confused as she looked up into
his beautiful eyes. Pouts* " I Haven't Came to Kill YA, You're Not My
Enemy But, I Saw You
There And I Saw That U Are Stranger Here, And Liying There, So I
Decided To come For A Look And, I Didn't Tried To Sneak *Winks* If I Do
That You Cant Hear Me And Neither See Me" *The Wolf Looking At Him
Notices That He Carries Lots Of Weapons And One Big In Special covered
With His Hair* "Belive In Me, If I Do That You'll Be Dead Now, So I
Dont Wish To Kill You, Just I Wanted To Sneak Arond And Watch You, My
Enemies Are A Lot And They Hide Very Well *A lust Of Anger Is Seen on
His Eyes* They..........
Dark can see that something is in his eyes, he
remains silent, knowing that something else could be in the room"thing
is .......im not from this time" he looks around the room, the air
feels different but strange. His Eyes Filled With Anger And Cold As The Steel, Look At The Wolf And
Stares At Him* "Ah I See, You Are From Another Time, That's Why I felt
That I Don't Know You, *Extends His Paw* Necromn I M, Sorry To Bother
You Pal, That Wont Happen Again. *Kneels In Respect And And Takes His
Weapons Taking Tham Back And Hide Them* You Know Im A Proffesional"
"Yes....i can tell from your style and choice
of weapons. i am from long before this time, im from the year 725 A.D.,
i have no idea how i got here......and im not an ordinary wolf, you
have probably heard of my kind in ancient folklore" looks at him,
seeing as he is not here to kill him. "You Are From A Really Ancient
Time, Yes My
Parents Taught Me And Told Me A Lot Of Stories Of The Ancient Folklore,
They Were Really Smart, They Were my Masters And My Family, You Are A
Zin-Wolf". *Looks Into the Eyes If The Wolf Deeper, Looking Into His
Body And Tries To Smile But He Cant* "yes, I am a Zin-Wolf, the
majority of my kind died out so long
ago......and i have been trapped in the Shadow Realm for so long, i
have no idea how i got here, but i am learning of this times ways, most
of my powers are dormant in this time, so the only skills i can really
use are my fighting skills" Dark sits on the bed that was made for him
by Sister Mary. "Ahh The Sister Mary, She's Known By Her Kindness And
Amability With
The People, Yes I remmember Her, I Know this City And The Mountains So
Good, If You Want A Guide Through The Mountainsm Just Call Me" *Sits On
The window Looking Outside* "My Mom Always Told Me, Have Honour
And Don't Be An Advantagist Fur, She Always Took Care Of Me, Not As My
Biological Mother.... Shit...." *Sighs And Still Looks Outside To The
Mountains* ah......i see. well i would take upon your offer, but my
body has not
fully healed, i have been here for more than a week, recovering my
health and strength. i was attacked by these guards, most likely, they
were guards belonging to King Alucard, who i heard doesnt take too
kindly to those who weild magic" Dark points out to the bandages on his
body" and my battered body was first to realize this". "Ah King
Alucard" *Growls* "See, I Just Can Say That Im Not Master Of
The Weaponery But, I Can use More Than Weapons And My Fighting Style,
Lucky That I Survived, And Now Im The Master Of My Clan, The Urbak, Or
The Demons, That Bastard.......... *A Glow Came Betwen His eyes And
Hair* "I Hate That Guy" *Holds his Fists Close Growling* "Well
You Should Take Care Of That Wounds, I Know What Are They, Im Really
Glad to Meet You, And Again Sorry For Come In Like This Way". Stray
gently and slowly helps Luna up, stroking her arm, not rushing or
jumping to his feet* Still having those premonitions huh? we can find
him, dont worry, we will get there on time im sure.*he
smiles, looking at her with a kind eye, glad that he can still take
care of her, enjoying it like the old days, enjoying it as much as
possible before he has to resume his mission. Sitting back, stroking
some of Lunas hair out of her face, he took time to look closely at
her, he hadnt ever done that since she was a young pup. she had grown
well, looking strong and weelbuilt, certainly become a wonderful fur.
He hurried back to his business, feeling slightly ashamed for noticing
her, advantages, getting up, h leans over pickin his pack and
equipment, and walking out of the hideout, waiting patiently on the
outside, the roll of parchment lay on the floor inside the hideout,
forgotten in the hurry to help Dark. Being used to having it safely in
his pocket he didnt pay it any second thought* "Thanks. something should be done about this corrupt King......magic is
a part of all furs wonderments, and it is a real good tool to those who
can weild it properly." Dark starts to sigh in doubt" i wonder if he
can be stopped".
"Darn I Wish that I Can Stop Him, But I Cant, That Bastard *The Glow
Came Brighter Than Before And A Purple Flame Came Out from His Back,
then He Takes his Sword Out And Takes The Blade Out Growling Harder,
with A Purple Flame On His Paw And Eyes* "My Clan Is Starting A Plot
Against Him, We're Going to................." *He Stands Up And Looks
to The Castle With Sword In Hand*
Dark looks in amazement as he watches him,
staring out to the castle of King Alucard, keeping
silent"............" *Drags His Sword Once Againt To It's Sheath
And Then Calms Down* "Sorry
I burn In Anger When I Hear About Him..... Gezz.... Well I Must calm
Down Now, It Was My Pleasure To MEt You Ehrm.... What's Your Name?"
Dark nods and looks at him" my name is Dark S.
Valentine" he bows in his presence" may i ask you your name, please?"
he looks at his own twin mythrill blades" *Stares At The Wolf and Takes
Out His Mask* "My
NAme Is Nathan, "Necromn" Azzcarn From The Ubruk And Leader Of The
Clan, Master And Descendant From Asheara And Riunkhun, Ninja And
Assasin Masters." ah, yes, Asheara and Riunkhun, the Ninja and
Assassin Masters. i have met those two, they are very formidable
indeed, iI ran into those two during my travels into the Shadow realm,
it was by choice of accident,"he chuckles lightly" and i do must admit
that they both almost killed me, but they did work together with me so
long ago. then they just disappeared into the wind, i havent seen them
since." he continues to look at his blades, cleaning them. "Ah You Met
Them, Yes They Were My Adoptive
Parents, Mines Left Me At Mt Fuji And they Found Me, Then They Trained
Me And Now Im Here, Im The Master Of The Clan Named Ubruk Thanks of
Them Now Im The Boss, Plus They Found Me, I'm The Unique Survivor Of My
Family, That Bastard Of Alucard Tried To Killl Us In An Explosion, I
Was The survivor Of My Entire Family, And Now I Swore Revenge For Them
Against Alucard, Gezz I Know What The Wounds Are, I Killed A lot Of
Guards, And In One Of My Travel I Learned Magic, Chaos Magic." Dark
nods, then fels tired" though it is nice
talking to you, i really must be getting my rest and letting my wounds
heal if i am to continue being on my way" he looks at him, then starts
to lie down ont the bed real easy, being very careful not to lie down
too hard on his wounds. *Smiles Looking At The Wolf Trying To Rest*
"Well Then I'll Make You A Visit Soon Again, Indeed Is My Pleasure To
Talk to You Too, *Takes Back In His Mask* Well Then Take Care, I'll Be
Outside Running Into The Darknes And Patroling The City to Save The
Magic Users, Well Then, Good Bye Zin Wolf, Take Care *Opens The Window
And Jumps To The Top Of the Building Closing The Windows And Running
Through The Tops* Dark nods to him, there is a chance that he will meet
him again. his new aquntince leaves, and Dark rests.
Meanwhile elsewhere in the forest a scene of battle continues to unfold....
Onesong
waved his arm in an arc infront of himself and his companions. As he
did so a great wall of ice shot up from the ground protecting them from
the hail of arrows. Raphael stared in shock.
"How did you do that?"
"I-I-I Don't know." Onesong was just as surprised, it was an instinctual action. "Instinct."
"Well can your instinct make it a bit higher as those archer are going to fire up and over your wall."
Onesong
looked at the wall of ice and wondered how the hell to make it higher.
He hadn't even known he could make one in the first place.
Both
Raphael and Baskhmet had drawn their blades and were awaiting the
soldiers to make their way around the wall, although it seemed as if
this great showing of power had scared them into caution. The archers
too were staring in disbelief, but as time went on several of the
soldiers were regaining their wits and preparing to attack.
"I suggest that whatever it is we do we do it quickly." said Baskhmet.
"Agreed." said Onesong. "But what shall we do?"
"Retreat."
"No way. Rapahel Delasangre never runs away from a fight."
"Then Raphael Delasnagre can die here today."
"Good point. Lets go."
Onesong nodded and waved his arm again. This time nothing happened and upon seeing this the captain ordered an attack.
Baskhmet
quickly drew a symbol in the air and a cloud of smoke appeared from her
dagger. Within seconds it had enveloped the area allowing the three of
them to escape unseen. They fled for hours before deciding to make camp
in another part of these seemingly endless woods.
Back at the home of the Siberian Tiger...Luna stand and follows her mentor..."Stray...I
am confused. You have practically raised me from a cub...and you have
always been the apple of my eye...the only male to hold my heart...but
lately that has changed...my...affection...and...NEED...for you have
grown...changed somehow...are you offended by my feelings for you? Is
it wrong for me to desire you?" *She moved to stand behind
him...wrapping her arms around his waist...allowing her head to reast
on his back*
* Turning to face Luna Stray smiled, a kind smile, and a secretive one
as well. he slid his arms along her waist, hugging her back*
Luna,
you are a grown wolf now, all feelings you feel are most certainly
natural, heck, yoru so good that they are better then that
*he laughed a light laugh, looking into her eyes*
You
have grown to become an incredible creature, one even i envy, i am
honored that you feel this way, and deeply touched. My body has not
experienced closeness to an animal such as yourself for many seasons,
and you are having a great affect on me
*he smiled and rubbed her back, kissing her cheek*
I hate to end this moment but you mentioned danger? maybe we should examine it
*he
turned and began walking slowly, feeling guilt for the affection Luna
felt for him, it was bad enough that he already knew her, now he was
growing attached to her, she trusted him loved him and he felt even
more strongly for her. He wanted to watch out that she didnt grow too
attached, but for many years he had wanted nothing more. feeling more
confused then ever before, he decided to think about it as he walked*
*Luna reached out, catching the tiger's hand as he passed by her.
"Please stay and talk with me about this Stray...I think the danger has
passed for him at the moment." She took his hand and snuggled her cheek
to it...needing to be close to him.* "Don't run away from me Stray, I
need to know what to do....how to handle this.....I love you with all
of my heart....and I don't know what to do about it".
*he stops, turning and looking at her. Sighing,
he knew that the only danger of being attacked that Dark would be in
was if Stray got to him, He had never felt like this before and was now
being faced head on with it*
well.. to be honest, i have never faced this before
*he sighed, held her tight and kissed her forehead, brushing her hair to one side*
Though i do not understand why you chose me, i am thankful to whatever powers
*he smiled a warm caring smile and practically lifted her up in his arms*
I love you to Luna
*And
at that he leaned forward and kissed her on the muzzle, knowing well
inside him that later when the time came he would have to do what he
was told to do. maybe the love would get him closer, but it wouldnt
make it easier*
Dark gets up once again in the middle of the night, and looks into
Sister Mary's room, then he starts to think. "~she's sound asleep, i
should be thanking her big time for finding me like she did, something
tells me i should stay and make my residence here for a little while, i
have a hunch that someone is out there to take me out of existance, but
just like all the others, they wont succeed. still........That has to
be Luna........though im not too sure, mabye she was
reincarnated....but i dont know that either~"
he thinks as
he starts to now walk away from her room, to the window, looking at the
moon, still thinking, "~damnit Sabin, why the hell wont you wake up,
you have got to come up with a way where we could seperate our energies
and bodies......but i guess i shouldnt rush, we may be equal in
fighting, but our strength and style is so different, yet....without
you, my powers are useless, but i guess i just have to live with it for
a while~" he looks out to the forest through the window, and sighs.
Meanwhile backw ith one song..... hidden in the broad expanse of the
trees.... a panther fallows onesong and his small crew...... those
soldiers who manage to get on the dragons trail where coldy killed....
but he could only do so much... quickly he mvoes through the smoke and
smog... taking great caution.....it took him some time... but he
apraoches the small group.... stepping in braod fire light.... he says
nothing.....examining them all....like so much dead wieght.... before
he finally speaks...." i'm impressed.....you did well.... but you and
you're abnd best be off....they still come.. i promise nothing.....but
if you fallow me...the chances of you're survival may be...better then
it is now"
The next morning he had fully healed, and he was getting ready to go,
he thanked the Sister for taking care of him, and giving him all the
info he needed. he then set on his way, hopefully to make it to the
nearest town, only problem, is that it is within the castle limits,
still, he had to go, even knowing the risks, this time though, he would
be ready for them. *lifting his grip around Luna, Stray stepped back, smeeling at the air.
Dark was out again. When he had been caught by the king shamans, had
taught him much about magic. not how to use it or control it but how to
sense it, see it, notice a bearer of magic. And now he could smell it
movign towards the castle, lots of it*
Luna, i have something.. of importance i must take care of, please forgive me
*At
that he turned and sped off in the direction of the castle, these
woodlands were like home too him, and no one could move through them as
quickly as he could, as soon as he took care of the final threats he
could be free, free to do as he pleased. After quite some running, he
arrived at the castle, standing outside the gates he pats his pocket,
feeling for his orders again, always feeling reassured by the presence
of the parchment. Now though, it was gone, "damn" he thought to himself
"i must have left it behind, never mind i can get it later" Walking
throughthe throne room he kneels to the king, informing him of the
power approaching, advizing him to keep his guards prepared, maybe they
could spring a trap* *Still in shock that Stray would abandon her at
this moment...Luna's
eyes fill with tears...as she looks down...she notices a
parchment...."Stray must have dropped this..." She thought to herself
as tears ran down her cheeks...bending...she picked up the
parchment...reading the tragic words...* My king.. The magic creature
approaching is not the only danger in your kingdom. There is..*he
pauses, not wishing to go further, but he had learned long ago how to
shut down his emotions* A wolf.. now i dont personally thing she is a
danger ot the kingdom, so maybe we wont have to umm kill her? "silence,
your orders are to deal with all of the magic users, none shall be
spared. we had.. an agreement"
*the
kings words are few but Stray knows that further arguement is useless,
he bowed again and left the hall, positioning himself on one of the
towers, above the castle, awaiting Dark, all guards and mercenaries
allready informed and waiting to ambush, Stray picks up a bow, a fine
wood long bow, with a piercing arrow. He was known for his assasination
skills, but his eyesight was blurry now, knowing what he had to do had
him shaking, he had met an old friend of which he had spoken his love
and met a new friend one of which he had to attempt to murder. so close
to rebuilding a life once again and he was to kill all he could tie
down to* *Luna ran hard and fast....needing to catch up with Stray before he
could harm anyone. as she topped the hill she found him....solently
stalking the Zin-wolf....blade in hand as he readied for the kill of
the mystical being...* "Stray STOP!" *Luna screamed as she
neared him...tears stil rolling down her cheeks for what she was about
to forfit* "You can't do this...PLEASE!"
*he spins around,his reflexes jumpin to
attention as his cover is blown and he lifts his bow aiming at her
before he can even locate the owner of the voice. he tosses his bow to
the side drawing both his blades up*
Luna?!
Luna what are you doing here, what are you talking about? *unaware that
she has read the parchment* please Luna, go back to the hideout, im not
going to do anything *now
fully aware that his cover is blown and any sneak attacks on Dark are
useless, still not lowering his weaponry. feeling shame that now both
the furs he is supposed to kill are so close, his job looking so easy
but not able to complete it*
*Luna cautiously pulled the parchment out into view* "You left it
behind Stray....you can't do this...I don't care what you do to
me...because I love you with all of my heart....but don't hurt the
zin-wolf..he's merely passing through and he means no harm. If you kill
him now...the king will have you doing this the rest of your
life..don't do that to yourself....All I ask is one thing Stray....let
me kiss you goodbye...please?" *Luna put her arms around the
tiger...kissing him deeply...giving him all of the passion they would
now never know....then simply fell to her knees...baring her throat to
his blade* "Go ahead stray....do it while you still can...but just
remember...I love you" *Stray stands there, a tear welling in his eyes
as he looks down at Luna. his raised weapons, the ones he got
personally form the king to deal with the matter, shaking slightly,
knowing this is his best shot at freedom, he looks down at her
beautiful face once more. he throat bared in front of her, her fur
blowing against the wind. His hands feel weak as the blades fall out
form his paws, striking the dirt beneath his feeth, the points sticking
into the soil with a twang as the handle shudders. The taste of her
muzzle still on his tongue he closes his eyes tightly, he steps back
looking down at the ground as he turns, letting out a roar as i slams
his fist against a treetrunk, splinters spraying and bark flying,
causing his paw to bleed. He was supposed to do it, he wasnt supposed
to feel emotion, he was suposed to jsut do it and forget it. But he
could, crouching down he leaps forth and runs off into the forest,
careful not to look back at her face. careful to remember her last
kiss* *Luna sat on her knees...stunned at stray's deprture....if the
king
ever found out that she still lived....He would charge Stray with
treason and then his life would be forfit...Luna couldn't allow that to
happen to the fur that she loved....Luna would have to somehow find the
courage to do this herself....she looked to the ground and picked up
the knife....aiming it at her own abdomen...she closed her eyes*
*He freezes, somehow feeling what is about to happen and quickly turns.
looking straight at her. His eyes consentrating directly on hers. not
moving any muscles he slowly shakes his head. informing her, that she
couldnt do it, she mustnt, he knew what he could do. He moves back to
her, not able to speak just then as he slowly takes the blades. looking
into her eyes, his very soul, touching hers as he places a paw on her
shoulder, before walking back through the forest to the castle* Luna ran after him...stopping him before Stray
reached the castle* "Stray...don't DO this! I need you...please!" *She
drew him to her...kissing his full lips as she pleaded with him softly*
"Come away with me....let's run away...be together. Please? I love you
Stray....Don't leave me." oh Luna... please understand...*he sighs and holds her close looking into her eyes again* I
cant, you can, but i cant. Ive changed since you left off on your own,
after the king caught me his shamans changed me. Sure i can fight their
control for a while. but eventually i would lose and next time i see
you i might hurt you. and i could not allow myself to do this. I would
die if you died Luna, i just know it. Now i know oyu have powerful
friends who can protect you, hopefully one of them will deal with me
before i see you again. It pains my heart t osay this Luna but, good
bye. If i had killed you and dark iwould have been free, but my freedom
would not have been real then. *He gently pushes her aside as
he steps towards the castle again, feeling that his emotions are
beginning to fade once more, he quickens his pace, careful not too look
at his love, trying hard to imagine that she was not there, as he steps
at the gate. The guards open it and he slips inside quickly, letting
himself glance once more at her* "If you take one more step...I'll turn myself
into the king....and he'll kill me by his own hand...Stray...the Zin
can help us....I KNOW he can...please...just give us a chance..." *She
pleaded she she walked beside him...unwilling to let her lover go to
his death without her* Listen... Luna...*obvious strain in his voice now as if he is struggling to speak*
I
promise you, the king wont hurt me. He needs me, i cant stand so close
to you much longer, please, for my sake, please run to the zinwolf, he
can help you, and then if i become free i promise to spend the rest of
my life seeking you out...*he places both paws on her shoulders
and pushes her back lightly, knowing that if she wanted to she could
easily fight back, he calls to the guards* This wolf is a bit of
a trouble maker, take her out into the forest please, but do not hurt
her, or i swear the king will have your hides before the day is over.
*Luna screams in rage as the guards grabbed her* "I swear to you
Stry...because of what you've done I will not live the night! If you do
not want me then I shall see the kings work done by my own hand...I
swear it" *With this...Luna grabbed the longblade of one of the guards
and plunges it into her stomach before even thinking...falling to the
ground as the mud turns red* aw crap...*he stands there a second but
luckily his herbalist
instinct takes control, pulling her from the ground but leaving the
blade, since removing it to early could damge her more* dont just stand
there! get the best doctor here and i want a room where she can be
restrained and sedated..*he
pickes her up, carefully, pulling herbs out of his bag and plcing them
against the wounds, as wel las they work they cant perform miracles
like magic can, but they work enoughto keep her alive. He rushes her to
a near doctors house and places her on the table, strapping her down
and injecting a serum which makes her sleep soundly the rest of the
day* i
hope you can help her doctor, it means alot to me, but dont let her go,
she is very dangerous. I swear doc, if you can save her life i will
give you 1000 gold pieces. *He leans over Luna and kisses her once
more* Oh Luna, if only you could use your magic on this huh? *he places
the bag on the table and moves to a guard* if he fails.. kill him, if
he succeeds give him the gold..*with
that he turns, lowering his head and hoping beyond hope that she will
live, wnating to be by her side so much, but he cant. with that he
moves to the kings throneroom, kneeling again as he speaks* The
wolf is dead my lord, but the wolf is probably still on his way, i
could not get him. Could i please be excused to my quarters in peace?
*The king nods and Stray gets up, walking quckly to his quarters.
laying down and just staring at the wall* *the docotr knew that this
wolf was dead...no matter what he would
try...she had cut the main artery that led to her stomach...there would
be no saving her by conventional means* "Pleas do me a favor" He told
the guard as he hastily wrote a note...sealing it with wax* "Give this
note to the tiger that brought you here...I believe he is at the
castle" *The note informed the tiger that he was sorry...but the lovely
she wolf couldn't be saved. While the guard was gone delivering the
note...the doctor quickly packed his things and ran for his very life*
*Luna
no longer felt pain...it was odd really...she felt as if she had been
set free...she could remember
everything...Dark...Acihak...everything...but she felt herself slip
away....until the voice of the zin-wolf's alterego....sabin... stopped
her*
"Luna!" *Sabin was here...with her...though she didn't quite
understand how...* "I'm here luna...and I'm going to save you. You
can't leave just yet...Dark needs you...as well as the tiger...he will
play an important role in the lives of the crimson...when you
awaken...GO to him...find him...use your powers...now that you can
remember you'll know how...but bring him to Dark...we NEED you both"
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Chapter 11. Testament of Battle, the time has come for true battle.
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Two of the three turned to look at the newcomer, Onesong however was focused elsewhere. Baskhmet was the first to speak.
“We
are not here to impress you and if they come let them. We will go
nowhere with you. Unless I am mistaken my companions will agree with
me.”
Raphael grinned. “Like the lady said we’ll
take our own chances rather than trust a shadowy figure who appeared
out of nowhere and apparently knows more about our survival that we
do.”
Onesong turned to look at the edge of the clearing they were in.
“Something happens. Betrayal. Conflict. A storm of battle.”
Raphael blinked. “How the hell…. Don’t tell me you don’t know. Typical.”
“I
do not know but we must leave. It could be linked to the reason for us
being here.” Only then did he notice the other. He looked him up
and down briefly. “And you could learn to introduce yourself
before giving orders.”
With that he rose and headed off
towards…….. who knew but it was an instinct he would
follow accompanied by his two companions.
*Stray walks along the prison cells, sneering at the other prisoners as
he looks out the window, seeing wounded soldiers limping in from the
battlefield, groaning in pain as they help eachother* pitiful *Stray
spits then moves to Darks cage, admiring the view of his trophy* guard1
take extra care of this one or you will be the one served to the king
*the guard nods and Stray ventures to his quarters, laying back in his
bed, meditating* Dark wakes up in a Daze"~ugh....what
happened.........where am i?~" he
tried to gather his thoughts and gain his focus. then he looks around,
and sees that he has been captured, he is still wounded from the fight,
and is not strong enough to break himself out of the prison, so he just
sits there, thinking on how should he get out of there.*Stray chuckles
to himself, knowing that there is no way that the
zinwolf can get out, over 12 magical barriers have been conjured around
the cell. espescially affective against supernatural beings* Dark tries
to break free from the jail cell, but notices that it is well
protected, and from his vantage point, impenatrable.
*feeling good about himself, Stray lays back in his bed, shutting is
eyes and drifting off, feeling safe in his dreams at least, the one
place where he could truly be himself, resting after the long battle,
his wounds still bleeding*
*Luna materialized silently within the walls of
Dark's cell...maybe he couldn't get out...but that didn't mean SHE
couldn't get in...she motioned for him to stay silent as she went about
her work...feeling herself move throughout his haggard, beaten
body...chanting the ancient healing chant of her people...she worked
meticulously...healing each wound from the inside out...making sure the
Zin-Wolf was whole and completeand that Dark was free before moving
onto her enemy....Stray... He laid...silent upon his
bed...meditating as she materialized before him...her heart breaking
for what he had done..."Only unconditional love can heal you now Stray"
Though he had betrayed her...betrayed everything her love for him had
stood for...she healed him...not only physically but emotionally as
well...working as meticulously as she had on Dark*
*He shifted in his sleep, as if having a bad
dream. he saw Luna, and he saw himself, a sneering vicious creature. he
felt fear deep inside, as he saw a replay of the previous battle, all
that had hapened since he had been taken in for working for the king.
Flashing in his head, he struggled as he lay in bed, as if fighting a
invisible enemy. suddenly, opening his eyes and gasping as if breathing
for the first time. Warmth spreading through his body, but jaggedly,
pushing against the coldnees deeperinside, coldnees that was welded
into the very fabric of his being, his heart and soul fighting along
side with Luna against his own body. It was too much for him to handle
as he slipped out of consiousness once more, he now felt aware of his
sorroundings, but only at some points. it would take more to free him
completely from his personal prison*
*She could feel his resistance....his fatal acceptance of what he had
become....Luna wouldn't stand for this...when she faced him once
again...she was going to face the Stray that once was....the one that
had raised her...luna felt herself slip into his very being...the
innermost reaches of his soul as she did her work....she could both
feel and see the blackness that had taken a hold on him....calling for
Sabin she stood against it...feeling the zin-wol'f strength as he
bonded with her....making them one....Luna sent her thoughts to
Dark....feeling his leap of joy as he realized that not only was she
alive and well...but she remembered....EVERYTHING. Luna worked well
into the night battling the corruption that had hidden well inside of
Stray....but finally it fled his being leaving him well and
whole....complete once again...Luna smiled grimly....she had healed
Stray so when she faced him once again...she would be facing a Stray
that was in no way weakened....and could kill him*
*with a yelp his body shot up, sitting straight up in his bed, slowly
touching his fur to feel if he was wounded, unsure of what had just
happened. He unsheathed and sheathed his claws and got up slowly,
looking in the mirror, as if he had woken up, and forgotten who he was.
He walked over to the chair where his clothing lay and slowly pulled it
on, feeling his weapons as if they had not been touched, he sheathed
them in their places on his back and liftin his paws to his snout,
smeeling them and wrinkling his nose, smelling a powerful stench of
blood.
He moved out on the balcony of his quarters, looking down
over the kingdom, flashes in his mind of death and pain, innocents
yelping and men pleading for their life. He couldnt understand what it
meant. Was it something he had done? was it something he had seen?
Still uncertain i decided to move out into the courtyard, try to
freshen his memory*
*Luna stirred restlessly...walking around stray home...her home...was
uncomfortable knowing what she now knew...Where was Acihak? Had Dark
ever found him? Luna's thoughts traveled to Corruption and how he had
posessed Stray. Would Stray even remember the things he had done? Would
he remember her?* *Frustrated over his mind going blank, only patches
appearing here and
there he walks out into the market at the courtyard walking by other
furs doing theire business, laughing and smilin to people who passed,
seeing a young fox pup staring at him with his muzzle wide open* Hey
there little guy, if your not careful those eyes might just pop right
outa your head. *he chukles, the fox pup turns bugeyd and shrieks
running to his mother* "moooom" *running to his mother and wounded
father, his fathers arm in a sling* "you
stay away from our son you murderer" *she yells back at Stray, confused
he looks up at her. Stepping back, his mind flashing briefly
considering violence for such an insult but shaking his head he steps
back moing away from the family* Maybe i dont want to remember. *he
mutters as he steps past the prison, moving down the stairs and lookin
into the cages*
my, my, what have we here lots of filthy criminals you make me sick.
*he looks at the seriously before breaking into a smile and laughing,
reaching to his pocket and throwign some coins to them* Im sure you
werent that bad, here, when you get out. party for me eh? *The
prisoners looking at him, as if fearing that he will chop of their arm
when they reach for it as he walks further in, through the prison,
briefly considers turningback and investigating more when he sees a
wolf laying in a cage, uncontious* hey guard, dont you think this wolf
needs help? *the guard looks up over to Stray, chuckles and looks back
down at his desk* You sure can pull a joke sir.*Luna layed down upon
stray's bed...her wound...coupled with the mass
of energy she had used to heal the two warriors had worn her out
completely...she she hugged his shirt tightly to her...she began to
dream....thoughts of Stray, and the crimson filling her
mind...Corruption filling her senses with his evil stench as he taunted
her over the love he had taken from her* Dark was still in awe that he
seen Luna had been fine, and she helped
him escape, but now his eyes were set on Stray, he made it to the town
limits un-noticed and smelled the air, "~ hmm....that bastard is near,
why in the hell did he do something like that, i dont even know what to
think about him now, wether he is friend or foe~". he goes in search of
both Stray, and Luna, he has a sigh of Relief that she is ok, as he
dashes off into the forest.
*Stray crouches by the road, looking at a
flowerbed hannging from a window next to the road, leaning over and
smelling them as he quietly walks on. Pasuing once in a while to greet
a farmer or commoner. Standing back as the commoners scream and run
away when he does so. Leavin him equally confused every time. He gazes
out to the forest outside the city, feeling drawn to it the tranquility
and peace. laying down by a pine and resting his head on it, listening
to the birds, the beauty of their song seeming like a completely new
tune* *Luna sat up in Stray's bed...feeling Dark's
presence not far away..."Dark? Dark are you THERE? It's me...Luna...Oh
DARK! " *She thought as she could feel the zin-wol'f embrace...feeling
him touch her from miles away* "Dark I've MISSED you so!" As he dashed through the forest to find stray, he felt a very familiar
soul somewhere in the area, "~Luna, is that you?~", he smiled, then he
went in search of her, as he traveled the forest, the feeling got
stronger and stronger as he got closer. then he caught up with Stray,
and stood in front of him, staring down at him as Stray layed on the
ground in front of the pine" "~Stray.........~" is all that echoed in
his mind as he looked at him, he feels the release that came from
Stray's soul, and in some ways, he feels sorry for him.
*His exhausted body wearing him down, the sun
absorbing into his skin as he felt warm, like being born again.
Suddenly a shade moving infront of him. Drowsily opening his eyes he
looks up upon the shape of the wolf* Good evening friend what brings you to these corners of the woods. *He slowly gets up, stretching. feeling rejuvenated* *Luna walked up to the two from the other side of the woods...* "Don't
get too close dark" *She thought to the Zin* "We have no idea of how
much he knows...feel him out a bit first luv" She thought again as she
drew near to them silently* At first, when Dark heard his words, a point of anger was in his heart,
and it still was, but something told him to wait, then he Heard Luna in
his mind, and he nodded to her words" ~got it, i wont get too close~"
he backs up a bit, and speaks to Stray,"i guess it's ok out here"
complying with his question.
whats the matter afraid i will bite? *he
chuckled stepping forward, not seeing Luna yet reaching out to place a
paw on Darks shoulders* you can trust me, friend. Dark bounces all of
the things Stray has done, good and bad, and had to
make a desicion.....but he somehow felt calm, as if his spirit was
cleansed by an unknown force. and Dark laughs, but now ne has to know
that he cant let Stray be evil again" sure,no problem.....so what are
you doing out here?" he asks. "me? well not quite sure actually. Just
felt drawn to the tranquility. whats your name friend"*he leans back against the tree, reaching out a paw to shake Darks*
"my name is Dark"he nods, but in his heart he
truly felt sorry for him, because he doesnt even know what's happened
to him" Dark S. Valentine, whats your name friend?" he went along with
it, though he knew his name already. Nice to meet you Dark, my
names.... uhh Anon.*Stray lied, he
was disturbed that he couldnt remember his name, worried about what
could have happened to his past that caused him to forget, but he could
not reveal to a stranger that he had amnesia, not in todays world,
people took advantage of that* Dark knew that something was wrong, but
it didnt matter anymore, he was
just another soul wandering to who knows where, he nods to Strays
answer.*turning he looks across the kingdom, sighing* it
looks nice form here doesnt it? shame its just a shade of it, citizens
are scared to even say hello down there, take it form me i tried.*he
turns back to Dark*, well i should probably be off, find my way again.
*Luna hears the exchange...looking dark in the eye...she waks up to
stray..."Anon? It's time to come home sweetheart...I've been worried
about you. We can invite our new found friend home for a good meal and
a good night's rest if you wish." *Knowing he was struggling...she
turns to Dark and extends her hand* "I am Luna...pleased to meet
you...and you are?" *Slightly baffled but willing to except the
help of a sweet fem, he step forward, trying to recall her face,
knowing it familiar* Ah yes... of course.. Luna. Sorry to have worried
you. lets go.. home, hwere was that again?*Trying to subtely gather information, but desperate to learn more at the same time*
He
looks at her, feling a familiar presence, but still wasnt sure,
still he introduced himself" hello, im Dark S. Valentine, pleased to
meet you milady" takes her hand and kisses it, and nods as he asks" may
i ask your name?" looking at her.*She wrapped her arms about the
tiger's* "As I
said...I am Luna" **Winking at him to let him know that she remembered
everyting* "I know you warned me never to go out alone Anon....but you
hadn't come home yet and I was getting worried." She subtly led the
tiger in the direction they neded to be going...keeping a running
conversation with the two furs as they went* yes of course, and
why did i warn you about that Luna? *acting as if he is trying to
explain it to her* hurrying to keep pace. Being careful not to bring up
the events that passed, he was a bit
quiet, still looking at her from time to time, trying to put the pieces
of her together, as to try and remember as much as he could, at the
same time, he was amazed that Sabin arose from his slumber, and now he
is active again, but he ofetn wondered, who helped Sabin break free of
his bonds? "I know..I know Anon...there are thieves everywhere and the
palace
guards are NOT to be trusted" *Saying this in a deep tone...making it
apparent she was imitating his voice* "But I kept well hidden just like
you taught me...and the king and the palace guards never come here on
thursdays anyway..."
He often wondered if he was ever going to
return to normal, he was getting tired of his body being unstable all
of the time, and so as they all walked back to Luna's place, he always
kept that on his mind, and sometimes, he wished that he could have
better control of his body. and this one thought was always on his
mind. *Luna could hear Dark's worried thoughts about his unstable state
and
silenty reassured him by telepthic communication* "Don't worry
dark...Sabin's no longer unstable...it simply took a woman's touch"
Dark nods to her reassuring words, and speaks
back telepathically. "~ thank you, now mabye i can finally let this
form rest for a while, and let Sabin Take over for the time being until
im back at full strength, and besides, it's been a very long time since
he's been out. so it is only right that I let him switch placs with me,
and take over for the moment, after we get back~". *Luna nossed
silently so as not to alert the tiger to their silent conversation...*
After a while they all finally mak it back to Stray's place, both
knowing that he couldnt remember too much. they all make it inside, and
they all sit down, taking a rest, for a change. Dark looks around.
*Stray paces about the room looking at the inventory on the shelves and
casting sidewards glances at Dark, a part of him deep inside his body,
something he couldnt quite aquaint himself to stirred, and he felt
uneasy. What was going on. Her ehe was with two totally unidentifiable
wolves, one who claimed it was a "zinwolf" whatever that was. And
despite the oddity of the entire situation he felt.. in place, or
almost in place. Sometimes he would get sudden frustrated lapses in his
mind, feeling that he needed to hit something, it was creeping him out,
whenever it happened he would clutch his paw toegther in fist till his
knuckles turned white and shook beneath the fur. Maybe it was an after
effect of amnesia, he though. He walks over and sits down in a chair
acroos form Dark, sa i he glances slightly to Luna, feeling sorrow.
almost as if he has sensed a great loss with her before, ignoring any
emotion he turned to Dark again*
So dark... tell me me more of theis zinwolf business. i always liked
listening to your tales. *he tried sounding convincing, needing to
learn more of the only furs that seemed to know him much better then he
knew himself* Onesong and his small group walked through the forest
being led by.....
instinct? Gods? Fate? Blind Luck? None could say but being led they
were and as one they walked, following Onesong's lead, the other two
never questioning any turn, any doubling back. It's almost as if what
they were heading towards was moving. Could it be another person?
Finally They seemed to settle on a direction, perhaps their target had
stopped somewhere. How close they were..... they didn't know. Nor did
whoever they were tracking, at least to the best of the three's ability
to tell. Dark sighed and then took a deep breath, then he looked at
Stray. "ah, yes.....the Zin-wolf. for that in which i am, sadly, and
unfortunately, i am the last of them, my better half, Sabin resides
within me, we are both as one, the Zin-Wolves were at one time, the
most evolved form of wolves out in existance, mostly surpassing most
beings in speed, dexterity, and also possesed another trait, in which
all Zin-Wolves contained, The Ability to harness the powers of the
spirits, and the elements of the world." Dark Spoke on about what he
could say to him.
"Though most furs thought Zin-Wolves to be wolves of myth, but to some,
seeing one is very rare indeed, we were in great numbers, that is until
Sabin's 5th birthday, it was also that same year, that i was born, i
was given birth by all of the hatred and suffering that Sabin endured,
and thus, like a Vixen giving birth to newborn young, so did Sabin give
birth to me, my very essence seeped and ripped itself from Sabin,
warping his mind, and forcing his body to violently change in physical
structure and appearance, his body was still wolven, but with a more
demonic form. and that is what you see before you, but over time, i
have learned to reshape my structure, to look more normal. though it is
painless for me to switch over to Sabin, it is still very painful for
him to switch back to me. because my physical structure is completely
different from him, he is a bit smaller than i am, but his moves are
just as deadly, though he was never the type to fight." Dark sat there
for a good while explaining all that he cold to Stray,
telling all of what he knew, and such info that would better help him
understand more about the long lost Zin-Wolf race. *Stray sits for a
while, slowly working on taking all the information into his mind*
Sounds...nice. *Slighlty
taken aback by the bluntness of the entire conversation, as he sits
back in his chair, now careful not to turn his back to either fur*
"So..
you harness the power of spirits, does that mean you use magic? never
been a big fan of that....i think. Though i accept people choices of
course. But your saying, what, that your only an evil growth from the
original mind that takes residence in that body?" "well....technically
speaking evil in a sense, but i have learned to
live my life like my better half, a good guy....though my appearance
says differently, im still nontheless like him, and it's because of his
caring soul, it has taught me to accept others as if they were my kin.
but for the most part, im as real as yourself, a living, breathing fur,
the only thing is, because i am seperate from Sabin, our bodies posses
2 forces, Dark Arua, which is what i posses" he holds out both of his
paws, one paw has his dark arua surrounding
his left paw, and on his right paw, is a light, pure holy arua. "and
Sabin's light arua, which is seen on my right paw" he nods, and
his dark arua surrounds him lightly" as you can clearly see, i am the
dark essence of Sabin, but as i have said before, i have learned alot
over the years" then he lets his arua die down back within him, looking
at Stray. "ok.. heh sounds interesting. well maybe i should head out. i
probably need to do... something" *He
starts feeling uneasy, his instincts are for some reason telling him to
be cautious. The magic of the shamns holding his instincts but since he
doesnt have amemory he cant act on them, all he knows is that something
is wrong... and right, his head hurt at the confusion* "Maybe i just
need to lay down a bit, sort some stuff out in my head" *he says
standing up, and looking around* "you wouldnt mind would you??"
Dark looks at him" sure, i wouldt
mind......besides, this form of mine has taken a serious beating ever
since i arrived in this time....i think i should rest myself.......is
there anywhere i can rest here?" looks around. Storm nods his head at the dragon and his companion......leaving them to
there own fate..... he looks breifly behind himself...... he knew they
where comming..... he knew they where close.... he could not afford any
more time wasting here. once again he was gone.... without a trace he
moves quietly and quickly hsi words linge rupon the air "perhaps we
will meet again.....good luck and good traveling" Dark searched around, but after a while, he got
tired, and just decided to rest in the chair he was sitting in, he
closed his eyes, and fell asleep, as he slept, his body glowed , and
changed back into Sabin, his body was a bit smaller, but still well
build, and he looked like a normal wolf, just with light blue fur, and
his tail was long and bushy, his claws were not as long as Dark's, but
still just as sharp. he slept and his form was now back into
Sabin, but both bdies were worn out, and he needed more sleep before he
was active again.
"Alright far be it for me to question you
Onesong" said Raphael "But I think we've been going around in circles
long enough. What's going on?"
Baskhmet sighed. "You should learn..." "No.
He is right to ask. Something is wrong here. It is almost as if...... I
am sensing a dual purpose, two things that must be done here. I can
tell were neither of them lies when I can sense them both together. Nor
can I tell if we are to undertake one, both or none of these tasks." "Gee great. Why did I ever join up with you two?" "Because you had been betrayed and would have died had not Onesong and I saved you. Against my better judgement I might add." Onesong
sighed again and tried to focus past the argument that broke out
between his companions, he needed to know where to go. There was
something going on here, something big. Something he was involved with.
Something....... something someone else who should not be here was
involved in..... or..... were they too supposed to be here yet not
supposed to be here?
*Awakening from his rest. more of his memory
returns in slow waves. It was as if a cloak had been removed form his
mind after the rest and more was coming back to him, along with the
controlled section. Now he was really confused. He was experiencing a
split personality disorder. His old self in control but still with low
memory and the shaman controlled section, with memories. I could see
how Dark must have felt at some points, or at least he thought he
could. at the way his mind was working now he couldnt see how anyone
could stay sane. Slowly standing up he rubs his head, moving to the
exit of the house, sitting down against the wall. closing his eyes,
trying to place everything in its place* the smell of blood was to strong.... even as he moved through the
forest he knew he would have to stop and fight... but he was top far to
reach darks cabin in time.... all he could do was run... his eyes full
of fear like a cornered kitten.... he knew he would have to fight.....
skidding to a halt a mear hundred paces from the cabin he braces
himself. sword drawn as he skids to a halt... leaiving only a trail of
dust..... his eyes narrowed as cold sweat fell forward down his
face.... he knew it was there.... it was there for him!! it was
incredibly silent... crouched there....liek a calm before the storm....
the smell of blood was overpowering....suddenly like a voilent
irruption. a blood spike irrupts out of the earth.... piercing his
shoulder and throwing him back with a huge sickining force.... thumping
hard into the side of the cabin with a force that made the cabin
shake..... the spike seemed to be made out of pure liquid blood........
the rest began to form seeping above the surface staining the ground
red... killing quickly what ever geen life there was around him....
forming a vague human shape..... the spike slowly gets smaller as the
strange figure moves forward.....as if gliding..... "well well.....you
should ahve never betrayed us stormshadow....." a growl escapes my lips
in pain....a hot searing pain. " now now..... you caused this on
you'reself......master would not be pleased to find you still
alive...still" the figure moves closer.... no face features could be
seen just red thick blood " he is willing to give you a second
chance....... after all you were his favorite pet?"
storm hesitates before he spits in his face " i'd RATHER DIE THEN GO BACK...."
the
figures looks at him incrediously....before the spike grows thorns
suddenly pearking shoulder and bone the things voice angry and
reverbratyes "DON"T MOCK ME STORM..." it hesitates before calmind down
a bit " only you could find the blood child....we all know that....
only when we find the blood child you know what will happen......" *The
loud THUD against the cabin walls made
Luna jump to her feet, running from the cabin...her sword drawn....*
"HOLD child of darkness! One step towards him and you have to deal with
the light..." the red thing turns looking at luna....."no it can't
be.....the matron"
it hesitates " "one more move and i will tear his lungs out one by
one...." Sabin sleeps soundly, then wakes up to the
sound of something banging the cabin" huh? what was that?" he speaks
and looks around *Stray steps out slowly, behind Luna looking at the
figure. His insticts taking hold* We
seem to be a bigger number then you, stranger. Im sure you are a aware
never to underestimate an opponent. Leave the creature be with no
further harm and you may not receive harm. But if anything further
happens to him, well... lets just say you wont be walking away from
here, without each of us having a turn with you. And i promise you, you
dont want to let Luna here do what she wishes.*The side of Strays move
curls in a short smirk, as he slides his two blades from off his back*
There is not only me and her.*he shouts back into the cabin* Dark, come
out. You are needed. *He looks closer at the figure* "Now let him go,
and step back" Sabin looks at himself" Dark is asleep, but im just as
good" he leaps
out of his bed, and runs outside, seeing Luna, and Stray"~so, that is
Stray, i thought i was dreaming when i kept hearing the voice, and
seeing them in my slumber~" he thinks to himself as he makes it
outside, next to both Luna and Stray.
*picking up her skin of Holy water that she
had
left behind...Luna pickes up the torch from the door post* *Ok panther?
DUCK!" *Luna says as she sprays a rain of holy fire over the dark
being...rendering it unable to move*the thing struggling from the
burns...wreathing
in agony......melting back into the ground itself....Stormshadow falls
to the ground...... then trys to get up...... his sword in hand.....
swaying on his feet he takes two steps and then falls....his black
kimono blood saoked.... it was even amazing that he got up in the first
place..... falling flat on his face he dosn't move.... this was a wound
that he would never be able to recover from alone. *Luna runs over to
where the panther lays
dying...bringing him to lay in her arms. Her ancient chants fills the
forest...her hands covering his wounds...her ability to feel his pain
causing her tears to bathe the deep cuts to his body as Luna joined
with him to heal him* *Stray stands still, completely unmoving.
Watching intently, he wasnt sure what to do, or if he should do
anything* "Do you know this panther?" *he turns to Sabin then
look over at Luna, as he speaks to him* "Just asking, cause why would
anyone wish to go through all that for an entity which they dont share
a strong bond do" *He leans against the house wall, watching,
carefully* Sabin looks on, not knowing what else to do" I
dont preferrably know him" he stands there still watching, and becoming
silent once again. "Then why... why do you choose to help him, why not
save yoru powers for a known one. someone who can repay"*He leans close, whispering so Luna and Stormshadow cant hear*
"im not the one helping him, it looked like
something was stalking his soul, and it got the best of him, his body
is pretty much damaged, that much i can see" He looks at Stray" im not
trying to save him at all, he's on his own at this point, he has
nothing to do with me." his body bucked in response...a s if rejecting and accepting her at the
same time...a certian part of him shunning..... not wanting to be
healed... fighting her every step of the way.... glimpse of his past
can only be seen by you... a burning village.... a black castle
shroweded by cold dark myst...... years of terment and pain.... a
galley with oar slaves...cold bite of winter......torment and torture
upon the cold damp floor....a throne room with a figure sitting
comfortably in it...malice and pain rediating from him...
as you
see the visions hsi body begins to create dark myst...seroundign them
both.... reaching for the stars......you could almost see a figure in
the dark smoke rising towards the heavens.... it seemed as if it looked
at both dark and stray.... before it looked towards the heavens.....raw
emotions could be felt...both anger and hate as well as torment and
pain.... in controlled burst.... making the woods quiet..... raw power
iminates from both luna and storm........ *She gasped loudly...not
wanting to feel his pain but not able to tear
herself away. She could see clearly his past....his pain and
torment...with each revealation she filled him with her healing
love...unconditional in it's power and need...she clung to him...his
past becoming her own...never seeing the dark corruptive force standing
before them yet forcing it away with thir combined light* the
dark being smokey being which was him tried to pull him
away...minipulating his body so he struggle against her...... *Luna
held onto him even harder...chanting even louder as the dark
force struggled to stay within his being...struggled to regain control
before being forced out of him completely...leaving him with only the
unconditional love of the crimsom Mistress which filled him
completely* his body finally folded out...exhuasted from its
struggle.... laying
there limp......unable to move in deep healing sleeep......
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Chapter 12: Cold Shadow, Eternal Flames and Stories told.....
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Dark
walked over tp Stormshadow, looking at him lying on the ground,
thinking to himself "~ i wonder what has this poor soul done to deserve
such punishment?~" then he looks at Luna. " He needs rest, and healing
attention, cn we bring him inside, so we can help him heal back to
normal?" he then looks at Stormshadow again, kneeling down, and
examining his wounds. his wounds where gone.... every little kick and
cut healed..... leaving no scar....... for once he actaully looks in
peace....as he drifts into the darker clouds of hazeness and embraces
the darkness that only acoma can bring...... Then, Luna speaks to him
'Certainly Dark...whatever you wish..." He nods and begins to puck him
up, and bring
him in, letting him rest on the bed in one of the rooms, then he walks
back into the living room of the cabin, looking at Luna. "think he'll
be alright?" *Stray stands outside, watching as they lift and take care
of the now
fully healed fur. His eyes watching every details, taking in every
occurence. Amazed at Lunas abilities and and watching in intense
interest.* it seems trouble finds all furs in dark or sabins presence
*he mumbled as he sat down outside, his back against the wall* Sabin
then walks outside to get some air, seeing as though it's his first
time outside of Dark in a good while. *he looks up slowly, his eyes
taking in the full shape of the wolf, the back of his mind itching as
he examines the wolf* so whatcha think, *he slowly stands up* about the
panther?" well, i cant really say, i can sense something wrong about
him, but
what, im not too sure, Dark is more of the one who could determine
stuff better, since im just waking up, this area is new to me, what is
this place? "looks around, then looks at Stray" when i last remember, i
wasnt in a Forest
your guess is as good as mine *he smiles and shrugs before patting
Sabins shoulder* you dont remember me then do you? or do oyu recognize
me from before? maybe Sabin knows something Dark doesnt...*Moves
closer, whispering the last setence* i get the feeling Luna and Dark
are holding out on me. you dont think........Nah, if Dark wanted
to say anything, he wouldnt
hold secrets, that much i know, but sometimes i wonder about Dark, i
know he's a mysterious wolf to get along with, and he's very serious
when it comes to protecting those that he care about, but what he plans
on doing, is still a mystery to me, mabye Dark scoped out this region
already? "smiles as Stray pats him on the shoulder" Sabin turns
and looks towards the cabin, something goes through his
mind, then he looks at Stray" hmm......Stray, i'll be back, i want to
check up on his condition, to see if he is feeling better" Stray nods,
and Sabin walks back inside, as he walks in, Luna walks out, standing
next to Stray and they talk outside, meanwhile, Sabin goes to the room
where Stormshadow is resting and healing, and he looks at him. his eyes
half open as he growls....... his sword still in his hand....
weakly his words escape his lips....... but there was still a cold hard
steel there....."why......?" Sabin just looks at him, hearing his
words,
then he kneels down next to him" what are you trying to say? you
shouldnt try to talk too much in your condition, you need your rest"
sabin places a cool damp towel on Stormshadow's forehead. he tried to
sit.... his eyes glanicng around in a force of
habit...inspecting the small cabin.... neither feeling safe.... but
finding weaknessess and points of entry upon the cabin....."they will
come for me.....you all are not safe" then Dark speaks to Sabin
telepathically, "~ Sabin, let me tak care of
this, i can better understand than you can~" Sabin nods, then he
closes, and his for changes from his own form, to Dark's Form, then
Dark looks at Stormshadow" now, you were telling Sabin about someone
coming, right?" he looks at him, at the same time, he waves his hand
over his body, and a faint silver arua surrounds Stormshadow" that
should help you heal a bit faster, just lay back and tell me more" he
hesitates....before speaking............"they have no will...they
will kill until all is dead.......they are looking for you.......and
they will never stop looking for you....."
"what do you mean never stop looking for me?"
then it dawned on him as to who or what he meant.
"~..........corruption, damn, how did he track me down to this era, or
mabye he was the one who sent me into this era, i dont know for sure~"
then he looks at Stormshadow "i think i know who you mean, and i know
that they want me, my body, every last part of it is valuable, and my
body is completely made up of Dark Arua Atra, so they wont stop until
im dissected and erased from this world, as long as im able to fight,
that wont happen" he looks at his claws, he can see the power flowing
through him" sometimes i always wondered why im still alive, but i know
now why" he stay's by his side, keeping watch on him. " he.....they
have allies now.....they won't stop........they..just" he
craddles himself in his own arms...... for some odd reason everything
flowed more freely...the tears...the pain.... he was defense-less. Dark
looks at him, seeing his tears, Dark's
face never changed it's expression, and he staired out of the window
that faced the Castle of King Alucard"~ corruption has got to be the
one behind all of this, but why, and what does Stormshadow mean when he
said he has allies........just who is it?~" he though to himself, as he
continued to stare out of the window, then he thought about Stray, then
Luna, then himself. "~corruption, you bastard, i'll destroy you,
somehow, one way or another, you will be history, and i can finally
live in peace~" he thought to himself, and a twilight blue, faint in
color, surrounded Dark as he continued to look out of the window.
quietly he gets up... strong enough to
walk..... quietly making his way to the door....there he
paused........words still upon his lips... he had to re-learn
things...........but his words never left his lips as he walked quietly
into the night.... still to weak to run....... Dark disappears, and
then reappears infront of
Stormshadow" you are not well enough to continue on your path, and
there is no telling what will happen to you if those Royal Gards find
you in this condition, they dont give a Damn about anyone, and will
take advantage of you" he continues to stand in front of him, stopping
him. Storm trys to walk past..... using his sword as a walking
stick........... he continues to stand in front of him, wanting him to
stop" and
besides, you are in no condition to fight them off if they find
you.......Damnit why are'nt you listening to me" he continues to stand
in front of him. he looks up... his eyes looking human for the first
time... not
cold.... or anything else...... but he stands firm " i must go..... i
need to go......." "go where, i can get you there safely" Dark
looks at him. Storm shakes his head...."another time......." a sigh
escapes his lips "this is something i have to do on my own....."
Before Dark could say anything, a arrow flies
by his head. "what.....Damn, those royal guards are here. Stormshadow,
they are here, we gotta get out of here. i cant afford to loose you
right now, and your life is too valuable to just go on your own,
wounded as you are" Dark looks at the guards coming their way, then he
grabs his hand" hold on to me" his arua rises, and their bodies turn
into pure dark matter, and fade in the air, teleporting them away from
that area. by the time the Guards get there, both of them are gone"
Damn....almost had them both" one guard says. a faint growl and warning
travels to luna and stray.......it echoes loudly in the night
"RUN"!!!!. Dark and Stormshadow warp to a safe location,
he senses that Luna and Stray have fled the area, and are still
traveling away from the guards, then then both appear as forms of Dark
arua, and their bodies take shape again, then Dark looks around" good
we are a very far distance away from them, you should stay with me,
where ever it is you need to go, i can get you there" he looks at
Stormshadow.he elans against hsi sword....gathering his bearings.......
the world
swam around him as he took his location....finally coming to a dizzy
stop.......... he hesitates for a moment......"allright.......then let
us go......but not a word about where i am about to take you......" "do
not worry yourself, no one else would know of this locaton that we
are heading, " he nods in respect to the wounded warriors words, and he
followed him through the woods once again. this time he kept to the
shadows....stopping every once and a
while....but never resting long....nor starting a fire....the food he
had gathered was either dry and tasteless or fresh from a kill never
cooked and nver did he leave any trace..... the weather got worst as
they traveled deeper into the mountain range..... soemtimes snow would
make it impossible for them to sleep...the snow bathed them in a
horrible cold glow.... and yet he never hesitated...barely
sleeping........finally deep into the mountians they stop...at the
mouth of a cave entrance....they haev traveled 8 hard restless night to
finally arrive here...... crouching at the entrance he lit 3
incents...... letting them burn he bows in respect...... Dark follows
his ways and bows in respect as well, making sure not to
disrespect the land that he was on, remembering the days of old, he
knew that this was a symbol of honor, and if that honor was to ever be
disrupted, it would mean a fate far worser than Death. quietly he
stands viganant
there...waitng.....for the first time removing his mask..... setting it
down upon the ground.... he places his tiny travel pack......and other
unessessary items...but his sword and the other stays there deep in its
fold of black silk...............and there he waits......
silent.......waiting to to be granted entrance......
Dark had nothing more than his Mythrill Katana blades that he made
appear at any given time he needed to use them, he also stood waiting
for permission to enter into this place that Stormshadow had taken
them. it took a few days..... storm did not move a muscle...... but
snowgahtered upon his black kimono....... before it showed itself.....
dressed in balck also.... but ripped claok covered the
figure......except for its white eyes.......... the claok played and
danced witht he winds...but enver giving in what was
underneathe.......the figure looks them over......" it has been ages
since you last came.........." storm bows placing his head upon the
ground " it is urgent buisness that we are here......" Dark does
not move, nor make a sound, as Stormshadow spoke with the one that
stood in front of him. the figure comes closer....staying to the
shadows........... his hands resting a few inches from dark.....as he
closes his eyes "oh........the wolf....... it has finally come to
that........." his eyes open and he turns returnign to his cave...."you
may both enter.......storm and dark......" Dark thought to himself "~
how does this person know my name.....mabye
i'll find out, i'll just keep attention, someone has got to tell me
what is really going on~" that though echeos through his mind as he
follows Storm and the monk inside, keeping silent. inside it was dank
and wet...... the deeper oyu go the darker it
gets... a creepy feeling imerges from it....but soon black crystals
give off earie purple light......dancing upon them...... in the back a
chair was carved into these giant purple crystal..... resaembling bones
of the dead....an anvil and hammer can be seen and many weapons of
great and powerful auras sit there....... Dark looked around place that
they were in, he could not believe where
he was, it was something he have never seen before, he seen the many
objects, and felt many aruas and powers that were floating in the air.
it was a while before the figure spoke once again.... first it was to
storm..... " it is time you stopped hiding....... and it is time you
use that
blade you're master gave to you so long ago....... the time for revenge
is nie.........you must use all the training he has taught you.....
unleashe the flurry that holds inside of you..... together you and the
others will be no stopping it..you msut show dark.....and together you
must resurect the storm weavers........" he looks at dark.....
watching......just watching........"and it is time for you to have a
proper weapon........" "~a proper weapon....but i already have my
mythrill blades, what more do
i need~" he says in his mind as he keeps silent, listening to him, and
continuing to follow them both. a figure did not move.... but
waited....."well....summon up you're blade..... i am waiting...."
without hesitation, his eyes turned red, and
his blade materialized in his hands, then he gave it to the monk,
bowing as he gave it to him, still keeping silent.
as the monk takes the blade... he twirls the bade in his hands...
lighting fast... befroe examming it closer........ taking a few tools
that where close at hand....... begining to carve and inscribe on the
blade...... storm bows low before leaving...moving back towards the
entrance........ slowly unwrapping the silk around his masters
sword...... the monk signals to dark......"you might as well barrow a
blade...this will take time......" Dark bows low, and also follows
Storm towards the entrance, once at the
entrance, he looks at him" forgive my impudence, but can you honestly
tell me what's going on" he looks at his masters blade before he spoke
"those things that attacked alst night......there cold
blood-user....... there very hard to kill......i'm about to teach you
how to slay one....along with the others......." "Cold blood users?" he
looks at him, trying to figure out what's he saying. he closes his eyes
"they are beings made out of
blood... they have and feel almsot no pain.... a sword stroke won't
hurt them unless properly placed.......they exorb the blood of the
dead..making there body stronger....bigger..... they can form there
body into weapons.....the darker the blood they are the more powerful
they are" "i see, so they are not your avarage enemies then" he listens
to him attentively, hoping to get this new info he's hearing. he stops
hie eyes narrow "no they are
not......" was his only reply..........drawing his master's blade it
flashes almsot blinding in the soft sunlight. "hmm.....these enemies
are ones i have not heard of before, so i do
need as much info of these beings as possible, and methods on how to
get rid of these foes" looks at the weapon that the monk gave him.
"they only have two weakness as i figured out" he polishes the blade "
one is thre heart that floats somewhere in there body....... the
other........" he fails to say what the other was....... "hmm, the
heart floats in a random part of the body you say, i have
never fought something like that before, that is a strange creature
indeed" Dark nods, now knowing that it could be difficult without the
proper training against this foe. he growls...."there are
others...worse......
some using lines of wire to fry there foe with lighting..... others
made out of purr energy.... and some....some of them are made from the
bones of the dead..... some from stone that cannot be peirced..... and
the most dangerous ones......are made from the shadows of the
dead......." "Ah, i see, these are quite interesting beings,
i have never heard of such forms that are so hard to kill" he nods,
continuing to listen to them, gathering as much info on these creatures
as he can stand to hear. he draws out both his original blade and his
masters..... holding them parellel to each
other.........."allright...... there is something you should
know.......storm-weaving is a fighting technique.... one i'm about to
teach you......."
Before Dark could say anything, a arrow flies
by his head. "what.....Damn, those royal guards are here. Stormshadow,
they are here, we gotta get out of here. i cant afford to loose you
right now, and your life is too valuable to just go on your own,
wounded as you are" Dark looks at the guards coming their way, then he
grabs his hand" hold on to me" his arua rises, and their bodies turn
into pure dark matter, and fade in the air, teleporting them away from
that area. by the time the Guards get there, both of them are gone"
Damn....almost had them both" one guard says. a faint growl and warning
travels to luna and stray.......it echoes loudly in the night
"RUN"!!!!. Dark and Stormshadow warp to a safe location,
he senses that Luna and Stray have fled the area, and are still
traveling away from the guards, then then both appear as forms of Dark
arua, and their bodies take shape again, then Dark looks around" good
we are a very far distance away from them, you should stay with me,
where ever it is you need to go, i can get you there" he looks at
Stormshadow.he elans against hsi sword....gathering his bearings.......
the world
swam around him as he took his location....finally coming to a dizzy
stop.......... he hesitates for a moment......"allright.......then let
us go......but not a word about where i am about to take you......" "do
not worry yourself, no one else would know of this locaton that we
are heading, " he nods in respect to the wounded warriors words, and he
followed him through the woods once again. this time he kept to the
shadows....stopping every once and a
while....but never resting long....nor starting a fire....the food he
had gathered was either dry and tasteless or fresh from a kill never
cooked and nver did he leave any trace..... the weather got worst as
they traveled deeper into the mountain range..... soemtimes snow would
make it impossible for them to sleep...the snow bathed them in a
horrible cold glow.... and yet he never hesitated...barely
sleeping........finally deep into the mountians they stop...at the
mouth of a cave entrance....they haev traveled 8 hard restless night to
finally arrive here...... crouching at the entrance he lit 3
incents...... letting them burn he bows in respect...... Dark follows
his ways and bows in respect as well, making sure not to
disrespect the land that he was on, remembering the days of old, he
knew that this was a symbol of honor, and if that honor was to ever be
disrupted, it would mean a fate far worser than Death. quietly he
stands viganant
there...waitng.....for the first time removing his mask..... setting it
down upon the ground.... he places his tiny travel pack......and other
unessessary items...but his sword and the other stays there deep in its
fold of black silk...............and there he waits......
silent.......waiting to to be granted entrance......
Dark had nothing more than his Mythrill Katana blades that he made
appear at any given time he needed to use them, he also stood waiting
for permission to enter into this place that Stormshadow had taken
them. it took a few days..... storm did not move a muscle...... but
snowgahtered upon his black kimono....... before it showed itself.....
dressed in balck also.... but ripped claok covered the
figure......except for its white eyes.......... the claok played and
danced witht he winds...but enver giving in what was
underneathe.......the figure looks them over......" it has been ages
since you last came.........." storm bows placing his head upon the
ground " it is urgent buisness that we are here......" Dark does not
move, nor make a sound, as Stormshadow spoke with the one that stood in
front of him. the figure comes closer....staying to the
shadows........... his hands resting a few inches from dark.....as he
closes his eyes "oh........the wolf....... it has finally come to
that........." his eyes open and he turns returnign to his cave...."you
may both enter.......storm and dark......" Dark thought to himself "~
how does this person know my name.....mabye
i'll find out, i'll just keep attention, someone has got to tell me
what is really going on~" that though echeos through his mind as he
follows Storm and the monk inside, keeping silent. inside it was dank
and wet...... the deeper oyu go the darker it
gets... a creepy feeling imerges from it....but soon black crystals
give off earie purple light......dancing upon them...... in the back a
chair was carved into these giant purple crystal..... resaembling bones
of the dead....an anvil and hammer can be seen and many weapons of
great and powerful auras sit there....... Dark looked around place that
they were in, he could not believe where
he was, it was something he have never seen before, he seen the many
objects, and felt many aruas and powers that were floating in the air.
it was a while before the figure spoke once again.... first it was to
storm..... " it is time you stopped hiding....... and it is time you
use that
blade you're master gave to you so long ago....... the time for revenge
is nie.........you must use all the training he has taught you.....
unleashe the flurry that holds inside of you..... together you and the
others will be no stopping it..you msut show dark.....and together you
must resurect the storm weavers........" he looks at dark.....
watching......just watching........"and it is time for you to have a
proper weapon........" "~a proper weapon....but i already have my
mythrill blades, what more do
i need~" he says in his mind as he keeps silent, listening to him, and
continuing to follow them both. a figure did not move.... but
waited....."well....summon up you're blade..... i am waiting...."
without hesitation, his eyes turned red, and
his blade materialized in his hands, then he gave it to the monk,
bowing as he gave it to him, still keeping silent.
as the monk takes the blade... he twirls the bade in his hands...
lighting fast... befroe examming it closer........ taking a few tools
that where close at hand....... begining to carve and inscribe on the
blade...... storm bows low before leaving...moving back towards the
entrance........ slowly unwrapping the silk around his masters
sword...... the monk signals to dark......"you might as well barrow a
blade...this will take time......" Dark bows low, and also follows
Storm towards the entrance, once at the
entrance, he looks at him" forgive my impudence, but can you honestly
tell me what's going on" he looks at his masters blade before he spoke
"those things that attacked alst night......there cold
blood-user....... there very hard to kill......i'm about to teach you
how to slay one....along with the others......." "Cold blood users?" he
looks at him, trying to figure out what's he saying. he closes his eyes
"they are beings made out of
blood... they have and feel almsot no pain.... a sword stroke won't
hurt them unless properly placed.......they exorb the blood of the
dead..making there body stronger....bigger..... they can form there
body into weapons.....the darker the blood they are the more powerful
they are" "i see, so they are not your avarage enemies then" he listens
to him attentively, hoping to get this new info he's hearing. he stops
hie eyes narrow "no they are
not......" was his only reply..........drawing his master's blade it
flashes almsot blinding in the soft sunlight. "hmm.....these enemies
are ones i have not heard of before, so i do
need as much info of these beings as possible, and methods on how to
get rid of these foes" looks at the weapon that the monk gave him.
"they only have two weakness as i figured out" he polishes the blade "
one is thre heart that floats somewhere in there body....... the
other........" he fails to say what the other was....... "hmm, the
heart floats in a random part of the body you say, i have
never fought something like that before, that is a strange creature
indeed" Dark nods, now knowing that it could be difficult without the
proper training against this foe. he growls...."there are
others...worse......
some using lines of wire to fry there foe with lighting..... others
made out of purr energy.... and some....some of them are made from the
bones of the dead..... some from stone that cannot be peirced..... and
the most dangerous ones......are made from the shadows of the
dead......." "Ah, i see, these are quite interesting beings,
i have never heard of such forms that are so hard to kill" he nods,
continuing to listen to them, gathering as much info on these creatures
as he can stand to hear. he draws out both his original blade and his
masters..... holding them parellel to each
other.........."allright...... there is something you should
know.......storm-weaving is a fighting technique.... one i'm about to
teach you......."
Storm
weaving?" he looked at Storm, paying close attention to his actions,
and words. he pauses....... " it makes sure the target is
dead....an ancient sword fighting technique..... where one can join
with another in perfect unison... complimenting the fight..... allow me
to demonstrate"? alright, this does look very interesting" he stands
back, giving him as much room as he needs, not wanting to get in the
way. he closes his eyes for a moment taking a few very deep
breathe.....reaching far into his body......... searching for
something..... opening them up once again they where steel and
cold...uncaring.......his blades leveling evingly as he extends his
arms......... both blades perfectly parellel.... Dark looks on,
watching in amazement, then he feels a sudden rush
in energy and concentration coming from Storm, he keeps silent, as he
sees his display of arts. first his blades weave left to right....
compliminting each other.....as the both dive for the ground one before
the other..... jumping as both blades reach for the heavens.... landing
in a sweep kick.... his blades fallowing his foot as he spins upon the
ground... causing the snow to stir...... leaping back up again... both
blades extending from his body much like the spinning rose pettle upon
the winds..... as he comes back to the earth.... head first.... once
again both blades plant firmly upon the ground.... springing him to his
feet..... as he tucks and rolls.... lifting the blades from the
ground..... archign his back the blades continue to weave and sing.....
the steel caressing and vibrating in the winds............ Dark watches
this fine display of sword arts
with the art of the soul, then he thinks to himself "~this is
incredible, i have never seen something as remarkable as this before.
the sheer power flowing from him, it almost seems endless~" that
thought hangs in his head as he continues to look at Storm. the deadly
blades continue to weave as he
flips.. his foot lashes out where his swords once more... his foot work
rotates along with his blades......almost in a dance as he swords speed
up to match him.... his tendens in full reflex of his blades as the
where in perfect symphony.... rushing up to the nearest tree his swords
leadign the way in calculated spins... his sword never in the same
place that it once was...... planting both feet onto the tree luanching
himself where he just ran..... his blades spins around his body as his
body rotates the opposite way....... Dark continues to look in awe as
this display
of technique is in it's most purest forms, never has he seen such
swiftness in the most complex of movements before, it almost amazes him
to witness this display of rawness. his own sword plunges into the
rock..... as he lifts himself on top of
the blade.... his foot hits the wall as the other kicks out sending the
blade launching.... as he twists upon the air. landing in a
crouche..... in his hands full of shurikiens....masking them in shadow
he launches them at the tree..... from where there was only twenty
there apeared to be 40 some where reall otheres dissipated....harmless
shadowas he crouches there.... all 20 shurikiens hiting various
marks...... upon the tree...his sword behind him as his others bary's
itself to the hilt into the tree.... his eyes close as he gently lets
his focus go....... relaxing...........opening them agian and they
where normal.....
Dark couldnt believe what he just saw, he saw a
rough display of skills, of the shadow arts used in ways that he never
thought possible, all he could do was look in awe as it was used so
gracefully "~that was remarkable~" he thought to himself, then he
looked at Storm, then the Tree".......wow, astounding" he was left
short of words as to what he saw. he lets out his breathe slowly as he
stands.... shaking a bit... as he
sheathes hsi sword..... pulling out the one in the tree carefully.....
the removing all the shurikiens hiding them back where the once
where........" each sword has a certian rythem... if you but only
listen to the blade it will guide you......and will seek the quickest
and best kill....." ah, i see" he nods and thinks "~ it almost looks
like a move i once used, but it was so long ago, i dont even remember
it, but the way it's done is all too familiar~" he thinks, then nods to
his words. the entire time.....the strange figure watched...... from
the shadows
of the cave entrance... wrapped in black silk was darks sword....
holding it there "you have much improved storm........" immediatly
storm drops to his knees planting his face firmly into the snow.......
Dark also heard the voice from behind, and then
gotten to his knees as well, bowing in respect to the monk and the
sacred land that he was on. the monk steps up to dark.. laying the
sword
there.... unwrapping it slowly.... the symbols ancient from the
zin-wolf clan lay bare upon the blade...... it glowed lightly from past
spirits from the clan..... blessing the blade..... you could almost
here there dead voice.....whispers........ and promises all etched into
the mythral blade...... Dark looked at the Blade, it was enscribed with
the symbols of the
Zin-Wolf clan, he couldnt believe what he was seeing, he also felt the
past Spirits that emmited from the blade, then he started to hear the
dead voices of his clan that was lost to him hundreds of years ago. as
he touched the blade, his eyes turned silky white, feeling all of the
familiar power, and spirit of his lost clan, and his eyes returned to
normal as he released the blade. then he spoke." this is.........the
symbol of my lost clan..........how was this possible to forge?" he
looked at the blade, also feeling the souls of his Parents emmiting
from the blade as well. the monk says nothing...returning to the inner
sanctum of his
cave....."you both may stay....and eat......and you may train
inside....there is more information i must part with before you go".
Dark makes a sahs appear in his hand , and
straps it on his back, it's made to sheathe his blades, he places his
original mythrill blade in one part, and the Zin-Wolf Blade in the
other, then looks at Storm" woah.......i cant believe it, this blade
that was weilded for me is......amazing, when i touched it, i felt as
if i was one with the blade". Storm chuckles" you have no idea yet".
*The monk stepped back into the circle of light the fire provided
them...handing them food that had been made sacred by the elders of the
past...food meant to nourish them and bless their efforts.* "Perhaps
you can use another fighter for your journey..." *The monk asks as the
monk takes away the covering from it's face....revealing Luna* "May I
go with you?"
Dark looks supprised as to se that the monk is Luna" Luna?!?! how did
you find us here? and where Stray?" looks at her, still supprised to
see her. "I put him into a deep sleep back at the
cabin...he has no idea of what is coming Master Dark." *She turned to
Shadowpanther * "Now...shall we work on our skills?" a smile plays on
his lips as he remains
crouching.... ironic in a way...but he remains upon his knee's not
looking up....as he bows " if you both are ready and willing...." Dark
nods to them both" of course, by all means, we can begin the training,
whenever you both are ready". *Luna playfully throws his sword at
him...making it land a mere half
inch from his hand* "Come shadowpanther....let us relive the past for
just a bit". a smile grows on his face "allright
then......watch dark..... this is what storm-weaving is really about
when you have a partner....." drawing a circle in the soft sand
spanning about thrity yards..... he stands in the middle "
storm-weaving.... can work with and against you're partners...... when
they can work in prfect unison..... magic happens....are you ready
luna"? his eyes closed as he spoke....then opens again.... readying
himself.... using only a singly blade... his other remains in his
sheathe....... his eyes once agian go steal cold and ready....but a
spark of memories return.... like flowing water.... he was ready.....
*She smiled lightly and screamed her warriors
scream...flipping high into the air as she landed on Shadowpanther's
shoulders...only to flip again and bring him with her...as they soared
high into the air she brought out her fighting fans...landing just
opposite Shadowpanther...smiling as she motioned him on* "Feel like
playing my fluffy little kitty?" *Knowing this would make him growl in
disdain* he lands sliding on all fours.... his sword
digging a huge gauge into the sand as he slides a mere inch fromt he
boarder he has just made..... his eyes narrow
as he was a blurr
moving towards luna... his blades whirling on his sides... suddenly he
changes his motion.... spinning.. his blades kept to his sides arching
outward.... slashing and weaving in a flurry of motion....... *Luan saw
every move the shadowpanther made...flipping high in the air
once again she flew over his head...shearing a streand of his red mane
fron his head with her fan...laughing in merriement...she landed behind
him and smacked him playfully on his kitty butt...well formed thought
it may be...* "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere kitty kitty kitty....mama's got a
treat for you..." She sang to him hypnotically as she put on a show for
her friend and lover the zin-wolf* Dark looks on, seeing the same
display of raw power not only coming
from Storm, but from Luna as well, he stays silent, watching in awe at
this display of arts is demonstrated to him.
growling..... he flips landing in a crouch.. his swords fallowing as he
sends himself high to the cave cieling gripping the stone there..... he
pressess of sending himself strait to the floor... hsi sword but
leading the way....... *Looking up at the panther as he crouches close
to the ceiling...Luna trades her fans for her Katana...flipping it in
her palm as she smiles in a come hither stace to the cat* "Wasting
energy once again shadowpanther? you always were a bit showy..." She
said as she made a show of yawning in boredom as she waited for his
decent to the floor* at the lastminute he pulls out both his
blades... letting them spin with him as he hits the ground... rising up
on his hands his foot lashes out.... crashing hard into you're
katana... as he uses his momentum to slash hard at her.... blades still
whirling as he twirls upon the air......each blade slicing successfully
at you're katana..... *Luna yells in exuberant play...her sword meeting
his blades with lightning speed as she backs him into a wall...*
planting his feet on the wall he launches himself tackling her none to
gracefully.... locking blades he flips landing on his feet..before he
crouches low in a sweep kick..... *Luna rolls him off of her gracefully
as his attempt to catch her by
surprise has failed...she flips and lands behind him....patting his
butt with the flat of her blade once again* "Nice ass....for a CAT"
"~This is incredible, such flowness of power, and balance of speed,
drawn together into a fluent motion that cannot me said by words, only
by the sight of the eyes can it explain itself~" he thinks as his sword
that Luna gave to him glows a bit, as if it was sensing the feelings
and emotions that come from Dark himself, as if they were one with the
Blade. "You are one with the blade dark..." *Luna
laughs...ducking the
huge cat as he hits the wall behind her...she flips around...landing on
his shoulders as she ruffles his regal hair* he chuckles raising his
hands in surrender " i
give luna.....bested me.... " looking behind him a smile upon his face
"but there is still another part we must show dark". Dark looks at
them, he chuckles a bit hearing Storm surrendering"
aww.....and it was just now getting good, but brilliant display of
arts, i applaud you two well with this fine show with the skills that
you two posses" he nods then hears what Storm says" there is another
part you two want to show me? please, by all means, you can baoth show
me. I am very intrigued by all of this" Looks at both Storm and Luna. a
grin plays on his face as he draws both swords...putting his back to
luna....fully trusting her....unable to hold his own back....."allright
then....come at it dark". *Luna flattens herself against the panther's
back...her swords drawn as
the zin-wolf circles them slowly...a grin of wicked pleasure touching
her face* "Come on Dark...you pretty puppy...let's play..." Dark looks
at Storm, he as called him forth for
a challenge of the blade arts" hmm...a challenge it seems......very
well" Dark prepares himself, taking out both blades, the sword that
Luna gave him reacts with his body, and his eyes turn white, spirits of
his lost clan start to fly around his form as his eyes turn white, he
starts to circle them, looking" as you wish" he makes the first move,
and starts to head for both of them.
She speaks to Dark, "That's it Dark...allow the sword to sing to you...feel it's power flow
through your being...and come at us...hold nothing back..." at the last possible second it looked like storm was about to strike
swirling low... his foot lashes out instead.... plaint both swords
firlmy low he stays in a crouche... completely open... *Luna leans onto Shadowpanther's back as her
blade automatically weaves...finding their rythem as she fights the
zin-wolf...their blades clashing* his mind was on nothing else but the challenge
that was showed to him, he had both of his blades drawn, and the
spirits of his clan surrounded him. he swung his blade at both Storm
and Luna, both of them clash blades with Dark. he hears the blade speak
to him in his native language. *Luna answers Darks challeange...flipping over the large warcat
...landing on her feet...her blades never missing their mark...drawing
the wolf's attention to her deliberately* once agian storm puts his back to luna... his blades weaving between
her..... past her shoulder stopping expertly as he whirls the other
under her arm and waist... his sword never touching her.... before once
agian whirling to the other..placing his blade perfectly in sync with
her own...... each trying to find and bite into darks blade...moving
only when luna did..... Dark clashed blades with both Luna and shadow
as they countered his movements as one force, Dark kept coming at them
from every direction, they kept close watch, keeping the same quick
pace as Dark. his eyes seem to change different colors after a while as
his power surges through his body into every swing, keeping in rythym
with both of them. *Luna faints to her left...as Shadowpanther
automatically takes her place...giving her a small respit from the
barrage of Darks sword...Luna could hear it singing to the wolf...and
knew the ancient language well* storm crouches low... and spins forward.... in
a tornado of steel... before fending of darks blade.... blocking and
reposte..... never attacking.... letting dark get the full feel of his
blades.....facing dark before he reotates to his side... both blades
playign on darks own one behind his back the other in front.... before
spinning once agian... taking on darks blade..... lettingluna put her
back to his.......... with each swing of his blades, the sword that
Luna gave him spoke to him more, his fur started to change of that
would be of Arua himself, he continued the barrage of swings and
clashes that was being countered, running around both of them,
countering their attacks from all sides. ferously he works his blade... retreating only a single step so he
blocked only with a single blade.... rotating the other behind
him..leveling it strait... he grips it hard.....before leaning
forward.... attacking ferously....a growl escapes his lips as he pulls
out the difficult minuver...
*Luna
hops onto the flat of shadowpanther's blade...as he throws her
high into the air with his blade she flips over and over...landing on
the back of the zin-wolf...nicking him cleanly with the tip of her
sword...claiming the prize of first blood* "Seems I win little
doggy...I get first blood". He Growls as he gets nicked from behind by
Luna, and starts to speak
his native language to her" pondras setara einka siete sorosu, Luna".
(so it seems like you have gotten the first blow, Luna.) "Gloc-to
nee-dadkh..keen Valentine.." (It would seem you are right
master valentine) *Luna smiles as she kisses him soundly...but I loves
ya anyway!". "Charek-torotein nata seidra, relta dein-notoh,
Luna". (you have improved very well indeed, i'm quite supprised, Luna.)
Dark smirks as he turns to look at her, preparing his stance once
again. *Stray slowly awakens, rubbing the back of his head, it being
sore from laying on the hard floor of the hideout. he sits up* Why did
everyone run, arent the guards our frie... *he
stops as he notices he is all alone, slowly getting up. and looking
around again. hi mind blurry but the amnesia parting like a wave*
great.. now i will never find out who i.... ohhh its all coming back,
finally! great, im remembering! *then as his memory returns so does the
control over him* oh no.. im remembering... *his
back arches and his fur stands out onend as his veins bulge in his
arms, only for a split second before he is back again. The same smug
grin crawling across his face, as he moves back to the kings city. his
eyes narrowed as he enters the first blacksmiths house he sees, pushing
the blacksmith out and locknig the door* No need for these.. *he tosses
the two daggers in a corner* , no use having weapons you lose anyway
*and
as he grasps a thick sheath of metal he begins hammering at it.
creating a eeringly cruel and crude looking sword, then another. To
long jagged weapons. deisgned to cause pain and fear. only a small part
of the weapons are made for best effeiciency. On the handle thin blades
stand out, plunging his hands into the still glowing weapons, the
blades on the handle pierce his hand, sizzling as he bends them,
fastening the mto his hand, making them a part of his hands, a part
which would take great skill fomr a trained blacksmith to remove. All
this time his eyes are closed, his teeth clenched tight as he looks at
his creations* hideous... perfect... *He smiles as he walks
out again, no blood since his wounds are sealed with heat. the Tiger
once again working for the other side* "tenar-del jarek, diao vera
arech-nian, orca lon vastas telsa rei.
Tokara-Shien, Luna" (But still in all, you may have gotten better, but
i am just the same. Prepare yourself, Luna). Dark gets his stance
ready, smirking as he enjoyed the training that they endured, and the
challenge that Storm and Luna put up to him.
*Stray wlaks up into the castle, bowing at the kings throne* My
lord... forgive me for my dissapearance, i feel that some evil
witchcraft was bestowed upon me and i didnt not escape before now, i
have sadly lost the witch and her friends but i know where they might
be, if oyu lend me a troop i will search for them, and find them. *Waving
nothing but a hand, the king signalizes, handing Stray the command of
his assasination troop. hte tropps with the most similarities to Stray
himself, the crudenes of the controll of stray begins to wear off. his
more charming, deep evil and sophistication comes to life as i he moves
down to the blacksmith again, this time discussing with the blacksmith
beofer locknig the door, as the troops line up in the courtyard,
preparing to move out at their masters command*. Storms head turns...sniffing the beginings of war......." its time....
we should all go to where it started..... to the castle....." sheathing
his swords upon his back... he gathers his things...preparing to
leave.... placing an old cowl upon his body masking his swords with
rags he looked like jsut another vagabond.......
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Click on the link "Story of Dark part 4" to read chapter 13, will add the rest when i have time, so be on the look out.
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