In the darkness of a fainted mansion, there's nothing but sadness in one demon's heart. Darkness...that's all there is and nothing more, where the Demon Princess hang's in her death, wrapped with silk ribbons among the ceiling of the abandoned mansion. Long beautiful dark purple hair with very thin light blue and black streaks, sparkling dark purple eyes, and a figure that any woman would die for.
A fiancee by her side, their love for each other was eternal... until that faithful day when the princesses death was set by her once trusted friend, that forever put the princess in her place until this very day. There is much more to his legendary story. There is no way of bringing her back....unless... her heart can once again be opened once more, but...how is that possible?....
"Please....awaken my soul....." A very shy but kind voice called out.
"....Who...who are you....where are you??"A boy's voice replied back.
"Where am I anyway?...all I see is nothing but pitch black" He continued.
Something started to come out of the darkness in front of him. It was the legendary horrifying mansion.
"Please help me...." The voice called out again.
"Tell me where you are! Are you in that mansion??" The boy started to walk forward, a moment of silence passed by. A voice called out to him once more.
"Mark....Mark...Mark..."The voice seemed faded, then suddenly it got louder.
"Mark....Mark!....Mark!!! Get up already!!"
"*Gasp*" He opened his eyes, looking at a woman standing over him with brown skin, dark brown eyes, wearing a long sleeved woven white shirt, long black skirt, and short black silky hair wrapped up in a pony tail.
Her dark eyes stared upon him in an annoyed look.
"Mark, wake your butt up boy, its not summer anymore, and do I have to wake you up everyday like a little kid??"
"Five more minutes Mom..."He groaned .
"*Sign* Its past the first week of school and I cant believe your still like this!"
"Well, I'm tired Mom, you know that" Mark got up, walking his way towards the bathroom.
"Like I don't know that...I just don't want you to be late again like all those other times , but so far you've been doing pretty good for yourself, and I want it to stay that way, ya here me!"
Mark popped his head out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth.
"Say what now??"
Mark's mother gave him an evil glare.
"Just hurry up and get out of my house...."
"Yes Ma'am" He smirked.
As moments passed by Mark finally walked out of his house.
"See ya Mom!" Closing the front door behind him, he started to walk across the street towards his bus stop. Mark was nothing more than an average everyday human just like all the rest. His skin was a bit darker than his mothers, he had "cornrolls"((short thick braids on the scalp)) twisting down to the starting of his neck, dark brown eyes, a bit taller than the average male human, about 5'8, and big juicy lips. He had a small beaded necklace with Jamaican colors, most of the beads were black and the other three colors were red, yellow, and green. He had a fit figure, including muscular arms abs (a body a woman could dream of), he was wearing black pants, red and black designed shirt, and also red and black "Jordans" ((type of shoes)).
His bookbag didn't seem like much in it. Mark had a quiet personality, but more outspoken among his friends. He sat on a wooden bench next to the bus stop. He was always alone on his the bus stop. Sometime later, the bus finally came for him with many kids on board.
When he got to school heading for his first class, not as many kids were in the class yet. Mark when to Hiayo High School Academy, this school was the only public school. Mark always sits three rows across and three rows down. He sat in his seat, laying his head down to rest a bit.
"Yo, What's up Mark?" A voice called to him.
Mark looked up from his desk and gazed upon a boy taller than him, with short dirty blonde spiky hair that covered his left eye, jeans, rectangular glasses, light green eyes, and a styled black shirt with many designs on it.
"Oh, Ed its you, what's up?"
"Nothin' much, just tired.... that's all"
"You and me both, even though I've been sleeping most of the time on the weekend"
"Your just as lazy as ever"
"Got that right *Yawn*"He smirked.
When the room was soon filled with students, the teacher,Mr. Knight , came into the room. He had short spiky black hair, his height was 5'7, wearing a woven black shirt, jeans, rectangular glasses, blue eyes, black sneakers, and a fit body.
He sat on the edge of his desk until the room was quiet.
"Alright now lets get this show on the road....so, today we're not going to do much, so I'm gonna let you guys decide what we should do or talk about...to at least pass the time"
"Oh, Oh! I got one! How come there's barely any cute girl's in this godforsaken school?"Ed asked.
Everyone laughed, besides the girls who were sitting in the class. Mr. Knight sighed and glared at him.
"Well if you really must know, there so petrified of your face that they scream and run" He smirked.
Everyone in this class laughed, besides Ed.
"But seriously, its because this school of ours has a bad reputation that I'm not gonna tell at the moment"
"But–"
"Next topic please"
Mark laid his head down for a moment to rest his eyes, then a flash of the mansion from his dream came into his mind. He sat up for a minute with a worried look on his face.
"Hey Mark, you look like you've got an interesting topic on your mind....penny for your thoughts?"Mr. Knight asked, cutting his eye over at him.
"....That...mansion....that mansion that everyone's talking about these days...what's with this legend I keep hearing about??"Mr. Knight's eyes slightly widened, then he smirked.
"My, my... what a very interesting topic indeed...alright...I'll tell you the story of that mansion...in detail..."
To be continued....