Just a note I made up the character Elrik Welhim (if I'm not supposed to do
that tell me)
Running
"Quit breathing so hard!" "I cant hel.erg!" "Hey.HEY! What?! No. NO!" Silence. He was the only one left, Elrik Welhim a Vampire fugitive with a price on his head, now running from D.
He just lost two of his partners, two of his best friends. "Dang it." He thought, he pressed his back to the wall hoping he didn't make any noise. "Where's the other one D?" he heard someone say. "I don't know but he's the one I'm after." O man how was he gonna get outta this one?
He started to edge around the corner into the hallway. "Man why'd we have to make this damn castle our hide out, its to damn big!" He began to walk slowly making no sound down the hallway. "If I ever get outta here I'm gonna turn myself in, Id rather be in jail than be running my whole life."
He heard footsteps coming towards him. He quietly opened a door and closed it behind him. He ran and hid in a corner. The door didn't open. He sighed "Now how in the world do I get outta here?" He felt around the walls hoping he would find a switch or hidden lever that would help him get out. None.
He walked back to the door and went back into the hallway. He half knew where he was, he'd only been in this part of the castle twice. He walked around the corner to see D standing there walking towards him. "SHIT!" he started to run the other way. D ran after him. He could hear D catching up, then silence. He turned around and saw D up in the air plummeting towards with his sword ready. Elrik jumped out of the way and hit a wall, putting his arm out of socket. He began to run again. "I'm gonna die I'm gonna.ugh." He felt something go strait through his chest and gasped. He looked down to see a blood covered sword sticking out of his chest.
The sword quickly disappeared and he fell to the floor, darkness started to take over everything he saw, everything was cold, then he thought "So I'm finally going to die..Hm.. doesn't fell that bad" He stopped breathing.
Running
"Quit breathing so hard!" "I cant hel.erg!" "Hey.HEY! What?! No. NO!" Silence. He was the only one left, Elrik Welhim a Vampire fugitive with a price on his head, now running from D.
He just lost two of his partners, two of his best friends. "Dang it." He thought, he pressed his back to the wall hoping he didn't make any noise. "Where's the other one D?" he heard someone say. "I don't know but he's the one I'm after." O man how was he gonna get outta this one?
He started to edge around the corner into the hallway. "Man why'd we have to make this damn castle our hide out, its to damn big!" He began to walk slowly making no sound down the hallway. "If I ever get outta here I'm gonna turn myself in, Id rather be in jail than be running my whole life."
He heard footsteps coming towards him. He quietly opened a door and closed it behind him. He ran and hid in a corner. The door didn't open. He sighed "Now how in the world do I get outta here?" He felt around the walls hoping he would find a switch or hidden lever that would help him get out. None.
He walked back to the door and went back into the hallway. He half knew where he was, he'd only been in this part of the castle twice. He walked around the corner to see D standing there walking towards him. "SHIT!" he started to run the other way. D ran after him. He could hear D catching up, then silence. He turned around and saw D up in the air plummeting towards with his sword ready. Elrik jumped out of the way and hit a wall, putting his arm out of socket. He began to run again. "I'm gonna die I'm gonna.ugh." He felt something go strait through his chest and gasped. He looked down to see a blood covered sword sticking out of his chest.
The sword quickly disappeared and he fell to the floor, darkness started to take over everything he saw, everything was cold, then he thought "So I'm finally going to die..Hm.. doesn't fell that bad" He stopped breathing.