Sunday, July 25, 2004

Kill or be Killed


The darkness holds everything tightly within' it's grasp setting one important rule for all who wonder. That one rule is Kill or be Killed or so it was to a small boy with short blondish hair and poor lookin' clothes. He lived alone in the woods with only a dagger which he griped tightly in his hand. His eyes gave off an evil appearence as he was huddeled up in a lone cave the darkness engulfing his whole body. He rarely left the cave only if a meal was needed would he leave. He somehow knew how this day would turn out and forced himself to not step from the darkness of the cave For no reason at any point. His bloody red eyes looked threw the darkness and out of the cave his eyes barely able to stand the sun which still lurked at a low set. He looked down at his hands their long fingernails looked dirty and dried blood covered them. He gave off a small smirk as his ears now seemed to come to a point sorta like horns but on the side of his head. The sun was now set and darkness was all that could be seen outside and inside the dry cave. He gripped his dagger his plams beginning to sweat. He breathing became rapid and raspy a loud roar soon escaping his chest as it grew larger. The pants he had on were now that of torn shorts. His shirt compeltly tore off showing his bare pale skin. His bloody red eyes raised to the opening of the cave. Blood tipped fangs were placed in his mouth now as he stood his body now like that of an adults. His bare pale skin and fangs gave the vampire image off right away but he had no need to hide it It was his weapon his power his killing device. The first thing he saw wen he had entered the darkness outside the cave was a full moon. His thoughts wandered then lead to one point jsut as he figured it out a long powerful howl was heard int he distance. His grip on the dagger tightened telling himself he was ready. His eyes flashed around as the howl came closer and his glare fell apon two bright golden eyes that glew in the darkness but they werent looking at him instead the looked toward the moon and step out in front of him it's mouth moving in a chewing motion. The vampire named Dracon backed off a little he noticed this werewolf and knew not to mess around with Her. Yes her he had caught her name it was that of Rage. He backed up until he tripped over a rock making such a loud crashing noise the golden eyes were soon apon him. The werewolf had a arm in her muzzle and blood covering almost her whole head. From what Dracon saw she didn't look full yet he raised his dagger for protection. The werewolf stepped slowly closer to him her white fur hanging around her with blood streaks everywhere. Dracon stood up his dagger still held out and fangs bared "Don't come any closer"he said a threatening tone in his voice. The werewolf seemed to laugh but it came out as a grunt and she took another step foward seeming to ignore his threat. "I mean it" Dracon said this time lundging at her and stabing the dagger right into her shoulder missing her neck but not worrying his fangs soon sank into her neck blood soon filling his mouth but not for long the werewolf pushed him off with such force he went slaming into the outer cave wall. Bones were heard crunching as he did he tried to stand but couldn't he looked down at his leg the werewolf was already on him she had now twisted his leg around the sound of his bone breaking apart filled the air. He didn't give up though and tried again for the werewolf's neck. The werewolf stopped him grabed his wrist and pushed it all the way back bone crunching was heard again. Dracon let his body be held by the werewolf the dagger now falling to the ground. His hearbeats were fast as he watched the dagger fall. The feeling of claws ripping at his chest and fangs enetering his neck came to him. When he saw the dagger touch the ground the beats of his heart stopped completly. Life had not gone the way he wanted it to. The rule lived on his one mistake was not attacking the werewolf when he had first seen her off gaurd. As the rule states Kill or be Killed this time he tried to shy away from what he was suppose to kill and in doing so he was the one that was killed.

Comments (4) | Permalink