I re-uploaded this story with minor changes but I wanted to fix a few things up with it, mainly the misspells and stuff. Anyways, now that I've got my groove back, I can properly update mroe on this story. And now, Let the Madness Begin!
Inheritance
Prologue
Screaming…
Their screaming echoed within throughout the cracked mind and haunted soul. A reminder of what has happened and forever a scar that is unseen to all. Of burning flames devouring all within their path as they snatch away the breath and drain the life of the living. The crackling and groaning of wood as it is devoured greedily by burning jaws, drowning out by the shrill sound of agony and pain. The dark clouds choking and stealing the breath away from aching lungs.
An echo drowns out the sounds in the home in an explosion of light and fire. There came the destruction of the lower levels. The beastly roars ring in the eardrums and flying objects go about in different directions, scattering about. And then, glass loudly exclaimed in sudden surprise as it is crashed through and a heavy thud sounded in the ever so cold snow, the icy wind blowing in and kissed the burnt, smoking flesh of the twitching youth, lying below the flames and a cry of pain is heard outside the dying home. Where others have gathered and any attempts to calm and put a stop to the hungry flames are futile. A gathering of neighbors alike descend down upon the youth and drag him away from the gluttonous flames threatening to devour yet another mortal in its grasp.
Wide, blue orbs gaze up into the building and the resounding screaming within strikes into the fragile heart and pain becomes present, outmatching the one of flesh and blood and take on the form of despair and heartbreak, of frozen innocence becoming lost in witness to this horrifying tragedy of destruction and loss that cuts so deep and reveals the barest form of vulnerability to a boiling, panicking, uncontrollable form of hysteria.
Another screams into the night, in high pitch, unrestrained cries, as there are those to subdue the poor, injured creature. With the clawing, horrifying feelings, there was nothing to do but watch into the night as the silencing screams are swallowed whole and the breaking of innocence carries on into the dark evening with the fragments falling to the ground in the death of loved ones that no longer walk in this plane of existence.
And all that remains is a shattered image of a youth that descends down into the depths of madness...
