Demi Dark
Dragon Drow
Chapter 1: The Black Rain
"I am sick, and tired of being stuck in this crystal!" a deep voice yelled.
As far as the eye can see were dark fields, and dark skies. There were no figures in the area to define any life.
"Oh Darel, you always complain," a screechy voice stated.
"He's not the only one who wishes to leave Shiari," a much more calm voice.
Shiari's screech voice hissed. There was silence for a moment. In a split second, there was a violent shake.
"Well someone succeeded where Zeon has failed," Shiari purred.
"Zeon was a fool to underestimate the Shining Force," Darel stated, "right Orinor?"
"Correct, but we can still be freed none the less," Orinor's calm voice stated.
There was another violent shake, but this time the three laughed.
The rain hit the black windows on the stone temple. The night sky was black, and there was no stir around the dark temple. The cold wind blew by, forcing the maple trees branches to brush against the walls of the temple. A shadow flew by one of the lower windows. The wind stopped. The shadow halted, and leaned against the wall. It pressed it's back against the wall, and saw a small light glow in the window above it. In a moment the glow left the window, and the wind blew once again. The shadow ran across the stone path to the front door. It stopped before going past the last maple tree across the wall. A tall soldier in full silver plate stood guard at the door. The shadow waited for a moment for the guard to turn away then scurried inside the temple.
Inside the halls were laced with torches. The shadow stepped away from the darkness of the wooden door that stood behind it. The shadow formed into a figure wearing baggy black clothing. His face was covered in strips of black cotton. The figure creped down the plain, stone hall. His thin grey tail barely touched the light wooden floor. Half way down the hall something in one of the side rooms caught his attention. It wasn't anything highly valuable, like a gem, but it was still odd. He looked into the doorway to see if his eyes deceived him. There, in the centre of the dark room, sat a boy with lavender hair that bordered his face. The figure stepped into the room.
"Oddler?" The figure asked.
"Warn the others Slade," the boy said.
A loud crack broke the silence of the room. Slade turned to the hall. After a moment his sight returned to the room. Slade wondered if the boy was really the one he knew as Oddler. There was another loud crack. This time Slade ran down the hall, to see what had happened. He came to a small stone room. The floors were cracked, and the ceiling had collapsed. The rain slowly filled the room. The only thing that was standing was a black chest. The chains that wrapped around the chest were broken. At this point Slade knew what he had to do.
And this time it wasn't my fault if an evil thing that wants to destroy the world is released, Slade thought.
The rain still beat down against the temple, but now staining the stone with black rain.