Hey every one, another organelle, hopefully people will read it. terrible spelling and rammer, still in fist draft
Prologue
He stared into the vulgar black eyes, they were stained with blood, they were invisible, but there all the same. He studied the repelling face , his twisted smile that contorted his face, his long hair flowing behind him like a black mane. Scares from old fights littered his grotesque visage. Then he opened his eyes and what he saw matched the sickening face in his minds eye to a tee.
"Well? Will you join me?" asked the cool, steely voice.
"You're asking me to betray my friends!" His own voice was more flustered, full of rage.
"No! I'm giving you a chance to save them!" For a moment the cool, indifference was lost, but he soon brought his icy demeanor back. "Listen," he sighed, "this is the only way your loved ones will be safe."
He gripped his small dagger, the one the black haired man had no idea of, concealed within in the folds of his cloak. It would be so easy just to kill the dark eyed man now, he was inches away from the mans unprotected chest. He slowly slid the dagger from its sheath, but he made the mistake of looking into the mans dark eyes. Not just a passing glance, not just a surface glare, but deep into his eyes. And he saw no criminal. He saw the friend he was once willing to give everything for, no questions asked.
He sighed an let the dagger slip back into its leather scabbard. "You give your word," he said, "that no arm will come to them?"
"I give my word."
Promises are little
to men with no honor
He watched in horror as his family and friends were cut down before his eyes. He rode savagely to the black haired man. "You promised!" he shouted. "You gave your word, no harm would come to them!"
The black haired man tugged on his horses reins to furiously face him. "That promise was broken when your hand grasped the hilt of that dagger!"
"I had made no promise then!"
"It's to late! The promise it broken, and you, the one who broke it," the wicked man said.
"What am I to do now? You've killed all I've loved!" he cried.
"Go! Leave, die the cowardly death by your own blade and hand, it is the only thing scum like you deserves!" his sinister voice spat.
The two glared at each other before the other man yanked his reins and rode away from the black hearted oath breaker. He rode away and soon disappeared into the forest, bitter tears sliding down his cheeks.
R&R please