Chapter one: the re-birth of Draven

June 17th, 5,000,000 B.C-

The night was a black cloudless, moonless light and the stars were clear in the sky. There he walked, a young man, he was no

More then 17 years of age. He had so much to see and learn, and almost no time left. His cloths were incredibly raged, like

They had been put together in five minutes. The thoughts running threw his mind were blank and empty and had no meaning to

Them, then a shot of cold air ran down his spine. This feeling was so cold and dead, he had never felt anything like it before.

And would never feel it again. He knew in that instant that something was about to happen, as to what exactly he was not yet

Sure, but whatever it was it was cold and darker then the night itself.

He ran and hid in the near by forest, and saw people flying with wings, large white ones, these three winged things landed on the

ground and began staring off into the distance and the young man could not see what they were looking at until it came into

view. Another person, or so it seemed, just A man, no wings, short hair, and evil smile upon its face. "What are you doing here?"

asked one of the winged creatures.

"Owe im just passing threw" replied the man.

"You know this area is forbidden to your kind".

"Calm down Gabriel. you know im a man of my word".

"I may believe believe you, but we all know well that you no man at all. Are you Osscuridad?" asked the one who seemed to be

known as Gabriel.

"Humm, that seems to be a little harsh now doesn't it?" asked Osscuridad.

"Nothing too harsh for you demon".

he slowly closed his eyes and smiled largely, "if you can even call me that anymore". When he opened his eyes they were pitch red.

the young man hiding in the forest was gripped with both fear and interest, he remained in his spot. Then out of no were a huge tree

lifted right out of the ground and flew over and smashed one of the winged creatures with and extremely strong down force because

the tree shattered. And the winged creature standing left of Gabriel burst into flames. Gabriel's face burst into anger.

"Humm, now that we're alone".

"Damn you, damn you straight back to the fiery hell from whence you cam!" he screamed.

"So feisty at such a small loss Gabriel".

"Why the hell can't you leave us alone!?".

"I would, it's just I find it so much fun killing you all off one..by..one". His smile grew bigger as he spoke.

"If it's A fight you want, then a fight you shall have!" and he ran at Osscuridad and started to fly. When he was inches away

from him Osscuridad extended out his arm, cuffed his hand and ripped it threw Gabriel's chest ripping out his heart.

"No Gabriel ... i do not want a fight, i want to kill all of you Angel, god loving sons of bitches. Imprisoning satin? Now that

was quite annoying. Now look into my eyes, the eyes of there new god". As blood ran from Gabriel's mouth he died has he was

sliding down Oscuridad's arm. He shook his arm and he flew from it and his body landed next to the young boy. the young

boy's eyes were gripped with fear as he watched Gabriel's body slowly turn to ashes. Then he looked up and in front of him

stood Oscuridad. "Hello there" he said smiling.

"What are you going to do?".

"In good time Draven".

"How do you know my name?".

"I know alot of things about you Draven, your age, your thoughts, your feelings, your hate, your fear, your love, your lust

and it's all so beautiful, you are the prefect one".

"Prefect for what?".

"Prefect at my side to lead what i call the rising. Now you have a choice, drink or die". He slowly cut his wrist and let

blood seep out. Draven took his wrist and began to drink the blood that ran out and he flew flat on the ground. He was

unable to move. and a huge sharp pain grew from inside and he began to scream. "Relax Draven, it will all be over soon".

His blood curing cries filled the air and his eyes slowly turned solid black. Oscuridad's smile grew even larger "Now

Draven, you belong to me". And Draven could now move again. He looked to find Oscuridad but all he saw was dissipating fog.

Draven slowly arose from were he lay and had his first look around, his first look with his new eyes. He could see further,

and clearer, as he moved his arm he seemed to move it faster then it ever had before. His breathing, it stopped. his fingernails

grew no less then a inch longer then normal and solid black, and every single tooth in his mouth went pointed.

It all felt so different, so rare, so good. He had never felt power like this before, it coursed threw him like a blot of

lighting.

He slowly let out of a gasp of air, he looked at his hands and he saw what he had become. He wasn't scared of it, but invited

it. After being rejected his life...for the first time ever he had the power to take what was his, and in his due time he would.

He now had the power to start a war a war for once he wished to start but little did he know. To save a girl he did not know,

did not see, and was not even born yet. But deep within, his heart waited and listened threw the years of time...and she never

came. So his lust for the death for others grew and grew, in his rain he killed thousands, millions even. And the only one who

could end it wouldn't come for over five million years. But soon he would met her, love her, and do whatever it took to save her.