Gods of Battle, Gods of Death
All right! It's a new story, unrelated to all my other ones. Anyway, if you can't guess from the title...there will be blood!! This will be really gory but as always, I'll try and fit some romance in there to keep some balance. I might experiment with a few pairings this time as well. Please review.
Prologue
NORTH AMERICA
NIGHT
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHH!!!" The scream should have woken the whole neighbourhood, but this noise was not from a living man. It was his soul. As a soul, he was invisible, inaudible and imperceptible to any other senses, except the kind that could see ghosts, but that was a rarity not usually found in America.
The man dived into a hedge garden and winced. His left arm was severely lacerated.
A huge mass of grey bounded into view. It stood at least four metres high and had a large head concealed by a white mask. Gleaming yellow eyes searched for it's prey. It's sharp fangs shone in the moonlight. They were slick with drool. The creature roared and the sound made the man cry. It's mask resembled that of a snake, yet it's body was thick, muscular and had arms and legs.
What is this monster?!
The man yelped as the inhuman head turned to face him. The heavy jaws opened to reveal it's teeth, perfectly suited to tearing him apart.
The man rushed to his feet and made a desperate run for the shopping mall just a few houses away. Surely the monster wouldn't go into a public building...hopefully.
The man felt his confidence drain as the beast got closer with each stride. He was too slow. But still, he struggled on. He felt no pain in his legs because the stinging sensation from his arm cancelled it out.
The beats, searing hot breath brushed against his back. It's heavy footsteps boomed like thunder.
The man crashed through the doors of the shopping mall and rolled into a small child. The child was thrown backwards and he looked around, dazed and confused. "I'm sorry." The man apologised, but the child never heard him. Only one thing heard him...and it was the terrifying creature which had now crawled into the open space of the shop. People bounced off of it and then stormed off, confused and angry.
The beast quickly angered at the ignorant humans and it finally snapped.
A fat middle-aged man's head erupted in a red shower, his head now inside the beasts stomach. The shoppers around him screamed and ran about in a frenzy. More citizens bumped into the monster and in it's fit of rage, the body count rose.
The man began to run off. He was no longer a mortal, he had no need to help them.
As he frenziedly sprinted around every corner and through every door, he charged down dazed shoppers. He feebly apologised, but it was in vain. His mad run ended when he was knocked into a blue wall.
"Hey!! Watch it!! I should..." He trailed off.
His assailant wielded a gleaming scythe, it's blade covered in cuts and scars, a tribute to many battles. The attacker was completely concealed by a black robe with a large hood. It raised it's weapon and struck down the innocent man.
Meanwhile, the hollow had moved to the entrance, blocking off escape for the poor unknowing victims. It's relentless massacre stopped and the beast sniffed the air. It could taste a bitter scent in the air. A presence which was best avoided. The beast hissed and spat at a hooded figure which slowly waded through the pool of blood and frightened civilians.
The monster swiped it's large paws in a frenzy, stopping the cloaked figure from getting close enough to attack.
A strange grunt came from beneath the hood and the person drew their arms back while still grasping the scythe.
The creature stared. It's curiosity was piqued by the strange stance.
The hooded figure grunted again and effortlessly threw their weapon. It swirled and danced before sawing through the monsters skull, only to appear on the other side.
The cloaked person vanished from sight and reappeared instantly behind the creature, catching it's weapon.
The scared crowd shrieked as they were soaked in the dying beasts blood. The crowd could not see what was causing the spray, only feel it as it rained down on them.
The hooded man watched the crowd for some time and then vanished.
Well, what was that? A hooded man who can see and kill hollow...is he a shinigami? A human? Or something more sinister?!
Hopefully, that little taste of what is to come will have you interested enough until I finish the first chapter.
Please review!!