Hello! It's-a-me! Chapter 1, Here we go!
Myst: Lets face it, if someone is writing on here, then they only wish they owned what they are writing about. Lilith doesn't own Darksiders 1 or two, she isn't even the demon mother. Fake.
The clinking sound of chains rattling against each was always an unnerving sound. Kaita followed her sister everywhere and the clinking was always where she was. A set of thick chains were wrapped around the elder sister's hips so the unnerving noise was made wherever she dared to walk, which was possibly everywhere creepy and dangerous.
"Kaita, come here and gimme a hand would ya." Mystiria, the elder sister, while taller than Kaita she appeared much thinner that Kaita, but Kaita was much stronger than her graceful and agile sister.
"Myst, we shouldn't even be here…" The brave looking youngster gently lifted a sarcophagus from it's spot as if it were a feather. Although she had a brave face on, Kaita was thoroughly creeped out by the oversized abandon cathedral and her sister's curiosity which she was sure would be the cause of her death.
"Oh, don't you worry, what could possibly- Actually, just don't you worry your pretty little head. No body has been here in near a century." Myst roughly rubbed her little sister's golden head with her fist while chuckling. No one would guess that they were sisters much less related due to their appearances. Kaita had soft golden hair and a healthy tan, her eyes had a forever kind look to them. Her clothing style generally consisted of a pair of black slacks, a dark blue sweatshirt and tennis shoes. Mystiria would compare her sister to the sun when she spoke about her to others. Myst was very different from her sweet looking little sister. Her hair was as black as sin and chin length, her skin as pale as you would expect a corpse to have. She was often accused of wearing contacts due to her oddly violet colored eyes, so she would wear dark shades over them. She wore a deep violet tube top, a black jacket with black jeans and combat boots to match. Of course, the chain didn't help any.
These two sister's were polar opposite in appearance and personality, but had stuck together since the younger was out of high school. Even before that. the elder would steal her sister away to go on an "adventure". These adventures generally involved a trip up to the towns cemetery where the two would climb down a tree hollow into a crypt. The crypt had small things put into it for general club house comfort, like the roof had lights hanging from it and a pair of cots pushed up against the walls. Over Kaita's high school years, more things were added so that Myst could study, what kaita thought to be, college work. It wasn't till Kaita's senior year that she read one of the books on Myst's desk. The books on the desk were far from being books about college courses, but in fact they were books on the dark magics and necromancy. Myst was mortified for the first time in her life when the golden girl begged to be taught the dark magics, but of course, she complied and taught the pure soul evil things.
So, there they ended up, making the massive cathedral their home. Myst giggled sadistically as she sifted through the contents of yet another sarcophagus before abandoning it to go investigate the courtyard, her chains clinking at her hips. Since she was on the edge, Kaita kept her hand on the sword sheathed at her hip. The courtyard was just as unnerving as the clinking chains, the area was large and ghost like. Kaita swore that something was watching her.
"Sister, please. This place is creepy, can we just go back?" Kaita called after Myst pitifully, walking quicker to keep up.
"So, a cathedral is creepy but the crypt isn't?" a sarcastic chuckled followed the elder's words "Can you believe that such a holy looking place was once use for human sacrifice? And to Satan no less!"
Kaita cringed at the over enthusiastic crypt lurker that was her sister as they approached the stone granite altar that sat smack dot in the center of the courtyard.
"This is too dark to be a holy altar," Myst rolled her eyes at her younger sister's seemingly obvious observation. "Ooh a button!"
Myst directed her gaze to Kaita, who was crouched down net to the alter inspecting a square shaped seam set into the granite.
"Well?" the elder tapped her foot.
"I recognize the rune. It means Gate of the Reaper." Kaita whimpered as she said it "We've gotta get outta here."
"Huh, that sounds very safe." The sarcasm dripped from her voice as she walked over and stuck the tip of her steel toed boot into the button. Kaita looked at her sister in shock and horror as the ground 10 feet from them opened into a staircase. "How cliché."
Kaita still looked somewhat shocked as she numbly followed the clinking chains down the stairs and into the portal.
So, how did I do for chapter one? Im not going to give up on this one as I have 10 of the chapters already prewritten! Isn't that right Mystie!
Myst: Never call me that again.
Right… Review and tell me about my mistakes!