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Drake Striker wakes up from a nightmare in a cold sweat. the darkness is thick in her room like smoke, but it didn't faze her ability to see every detail about the walls. large gashes were left in the wood from her many past practice session with her friend and master Liam. Her eyes were over-flowing with tears at her distant memory. all of it was just a memory now, and it was just about time to enter reality again and Drake's only reality now was that she had nothing and no one with her anymore.
tab She lifts herself out of the bed and moves toward the door. earlier that night something terrible had happened, something that Drake would never get over or forget.
tab That previous night a swarm of evil creatures called the Shrowd had ambushed the small elven village where Drake lived. The Shrowd are great beasts of darkness that blow in with the night, destroying everything they can get their half dead, half ghost hands on. They had swarmed in by the thousands, instantly wiping out the light. Drakes mother and father tried desperately to run away from the advancing army of demons, but their attempts were in vain. A large beats latches on with powerful clawed hands and soon, Drakes parents fall.
tab One by one, Drake watches as her friends, family, and master die at the hands of the beasts, unable to do anything. She is only seventeen, and hardly strong enough to take on one Shrowd.
:tab biggrin rakes thoughts returned to reality as she looked out over the scorched landscape where the slaughter had occurred. Her dark brown curls blew behind her in the chilly morning wind. Out of the corner of her dark blue eyes she sees movement. Pulling the knife from its sheath in her belt, she moves slowly towards where she saw the movement. She knew this was a very bad idea and that if it were a demon creature she would die, but right now all she could think about was revenge.
tab " Who's there?" she calls out shakily to a singed oak tree. " I demand that who ever is hiding, come out at once!" she said with bravery.
tab Out from behind the tree walks a tall, lean young man with snow white hair and his hands up.
tab " I mean you no harm Drake." It was Vaughn, the traveler who would stop by with fresh goods. He had come just in time to witness the aftermath of the bloodshed.
tab He ran up, grabbed the knife out of Drake's hands and wrapped his arms around her. He knew what had taken place last night and he was going to make sure that the last of the elves, little Drake, would be safe.
tab She could not control her emotions any longer. she sobbed and screamed for her friends and family. There were two things sh wanted right now: her friends and family, and revenge.
To be continued. . .
- by Ryuhime Kurosu-sama |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 01/21/2009 |
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- Title: Cold
- Artist: Ryuhime Kurosu-sama
- Description: When all you have is heartache, how do you survive?
- Date: 01/21/2009
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- Ryuhime Kurosu-sama - 11/10/2009
- please comment
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- Ryuhime Kurosu-sama - 10/28/2009
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my worst work ever
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- NostalgicAtBest - 01/21/2009
- nice. 5/5
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