Hey guys, so this is the prologue and I kind of got a major help from NatBlake, he's an awesome writer who is writing "Running with Fate" "Twin Bullets" and "Captain Hiccup"
It's great you guys should read it and thanks NAT for the help :) enjoy people and comment on how it was
Darkness, cold and silence. Those are the only things that move around a person clad in all black attire limply moving in a dark forest. With a stick, his eyes scanning everywhere for danger, he seems to be running away from something or someone. In his mind he hears a voice, his soul is speaking to him.
"You will die soon enough, you are broken, bleeding and nowhere near help."
He feels sharp pain in his body. Hiss eyes are filled with determination, hatred and revenge.
"NO!" he shouts. "I am alive, for even death fears me. I am death itself, and I do feel pain... and you know what? Pain is good because it means I'm alive."
The man moves near a little clearing and sits down with his back leaning against a tree. Grimacing in pain, he puts his foot between a few branches then suddenly gives a jolt, snapping his dislocated bones back in place. Groaning, and yet still trying to keep his voice down, he tears his sleeves and uses them as a bandage for his cuts on his thighs. Now he stands up again, moving towards a location he remembers from years of staying here.
After an hour or so he sees a small city coming into view over the dark horizon. Lightning crashes over the town, briefly illuminating the area.
"Berk," the man says, a small smile creeping over his dark face.