Thought i'd try writing a new story in a different one. Tell me how you like. There will be a lot of character deatlhs and maybe some violence. If you have a weak stomach, you may want to skip some parts. Don't worry though, those will come later. YOU have been warned.
Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade or its characters. I do however own this pathetic example of a life. Joy.
NUMBER ONE:
Her form laid unmoving on the hard wooden floor. Her shirt was ripped to shreads and her body was drenched in her own blood. He stood far off to the side clad in black from head to toe. He wasn't even twenty with jet black hair and golden eyes. In his hand was the knife still dripping with the warm blood. The murder had been completed only minutes ago when her screams vanished into his hand and her eyes rolled backwards into her head losing all form of life.
He took a few steps forward admiring his work with a critical gaze. Yes, everything was perfect again. "My poor sweet friend. Huh, its a pity things had to end this way. I warned you several times not to cross me, several times. You were mine, you knew that!" His voice was calm and mocking before it picked up volume. "What went wrong between us humm?" The male carefully stepped over the pink hair.
"We used to be so young and innocent," the male picked up a photograph from five years ago showing a pink female standing by his younger side. "You promised me that day to stay by my side. You told me you'd never leave me. What happened. Why did you have to break your promise? Hum..no answer."
The dark male placed the photo down on the table again and walked near the door. His eyes roamed over her messed up body, her face was still in tact and he looked at it with longing. "You know I hate liars. Too bad you did it over and over again. It may not have hurt so much."
Clutching the doorknob in his hand, the male took one look back at the room. "Your brothers not going to like this." Suddenly he threw his head back and laughed. "Don't you worry though, I can handle him well. The cops will come in the morning when he finds you, I'm sure. Until then, sleep tight Miriah." The figure chuckled walking out the door into the dark night.
Okay short I know...sorry.
It will be longer after this. That is a promise. I'm just setting up the mysterious plot...did it work?
Please let me know.
I'm completely knew at this and would love pointers...I've never written anything this dark before. So critism is appreciated.
Please REVIEW! ...READ...REVIEW...THANKS FOR GIVING IT A CHANCE...LET ME KNOW...BYE!