Disclaimer: I do not own the title "Shadow Hearts" nor any of the characters within the series besides the characters I have created myself in this fan fiction.
Author's Notes: This fan fiction is sort of a collaboration with a friend of mine, Enigmazero. It was originally supposed to be a role-playing game on a forum but it's been going slowly, so I decided to turn it into a fan fiction instead. This is only the prologue, just to see how it does. So please critique and review what I have so far.
Shadow Hearts
Last Judgment
1st Judgment
Prologue
Intertwinement
Vatican, Italy
St. Peter's Basilica
October 13th, 1939
The sunset over the horizon began to disappear from sight and slowly bring forth the awakening of yet another silent night. The Vatican, a city located in Italy where one of the most famous landmarks in the world stands. St. Peter's Basilica, a massive cathedral church marks it's territory, it's very appearance strikes as one of the most beautiful landmarks ever erected, standing tall amongst the other buildings with it's walls of grandeur.
A scene of tranquility and peace surrounds the grand church. However, all of that is about to change while the turning pages of time unfold the events that will intertwine two destinies and two souls.
The darkness enveloped his existence within the dark corridors of the church. A few people stood inside the candle lit areas of the church, praying. Most were poor peasants who were common to reside within the church for shelter. The others were the nuns, praying to the cross with complete faith. He chuckled at the thought of praying to an inanimate object and to this 'savior' everyone has been led to believe.
"What a load of bullshit." The man muttered under his breath, still hidden within the shadow of the dark, only his silver gray eyes pierced through the black space, "Rely on yourself and believe in yourself," he started, "Don't rely on some mythological bunch of crap these 'holy people' spread."
Minutes passed and soon, the peaceful air began to cloud up with the wind of malevolence. The large doors of the basilica opened with a forceful blow as several men clad in bulky silver armor began to invade the large hall, carrying with them a bunch of swords and spears.
"Everyone besides the holy women of the church, leave at once. We, the Friar Knights, have some business to take care of within this facility." A man said, hidden within a silver cloak and slowly walked forward, "Those who fail to follow orders will be killed on spot." His voice spoke in a dark and ominous tone.
The man covered within the veil of darkness smirked, his eyes of silver gray now burning with a fiery passion, "It seems I'm not the only one with important business around here." He quietly said, cautiously standing up and creeping away from the large hall and into the dark corridors of the basilica, "Better get a head start."
The gray cloaked man had noticed the presence of a 'disturbance' wandering about in the basilica, making him chuckle with joy, "My, my. It seems we have a dear friend with us." And with that, he raises his right hand and motions his men to check all corners of the basilica for anyone suspicious, "Annoyances will be rid of first." he muttered.