Drip

Drop...

The sound I've been hearing for awhile now...

Drip...

Drop...

Honestly, I've counted 20,922 drops within however long I've been down here.

Drip...

Drop...

Why am I down here? For something I was born with. Something I had no control over... Something that I, nonetheless, call a friend...

Though... I am to be executed within a few days.

As if time actually had much weight now.

"Do not worry my friend... for our bond will transcend our death into our last life as it always has..."

A voice swirls in my head, comforting me for the inevitable.

"Well, that doesn't make it any less frightening. I'm about to lose my fucking head... again! Ah well, exciting to see the stairwell again though..."

"Heh, well it isn't the first time, and it won't be the last."

The voice chuckles, obviously content with a new incoming life. Hell, I don't even want to go through the process again.

"Maybe you will lose that dry-ass humor?"

"Not likely...Dick..."

"Heh, possibly the last time I will be called Richard huh? Wonder what I will be named hence-forth?"

"Meh, who cares? They are coming for you, so you will know soon enough."

"Already? HEY! BRING IT SCUM!"

I know my death is going to be a long painful one. It wasn't necessarily because my executioners will be vindictive...a demon for lack of a better term, it not easy to kill.

"Ha! Thought you could escape forever maggot? Your scum are dispicable." The guard ridicules me, and approaches with his sword drawn, with his crowd behind him. He lunges, and I only manage to get up to my feet, to meet the blade which lodges itself within my gut with a slick sound. I had not fallen, and I did not meet his eyes.

"Heh, bitch."

"How dare you speak to me that way! I shall let you bleed out you scum!" Well. Guess you will bleed out with me as well.

I prepare myself walking further into his blade, meanwhile closing the gap between our faces.

"Get away from me maggot!"

I merely smiled at him, catching him off guard. I lunge towards his neck, taking a plunge into his artery, and tore down his entire neck, ensuring his death. The remaining guards quickly drew their swords.

One pierced my calf, bringing me to my knees, the next, straight into my chest, shattering some bones with the impact.

And the last thing I could process, was a sword darkening out my vision.

A/N: A nice brutal start to a HDN story XD. Don't worry, this isn't going to be a re-occurring theme. Anyhow, I will try to get at least two chapters a week. By the way, I'm looking for some OC's, PM me with suggestions.