I

LET THE DARKNESS RUN

"Fire's have been dying over time. They come and go. With what strength they bring upon themselves to save our dying world. They bring Peace. For Years.

Not decades. Fire's Ember's last a few. Not Centuries. But this unbalanced world continues to live among all. Its oldest by it's time. But our embers will out last us."

Swords sounded off.

Blood was slashed across.

The sounds they made were heard.

Heavy.

Splash.

All was heard. Even the cries of pain.

Deep within the very core of the mountain hill top. A fierce battle had went on. From the first encounter. Towards the second. This time. It wasn't a warning.

Heated steam of powerful hot tension went off. Burning away. Letting everything burn to nothing. Down below. Into the core of the mountain. Was the Knight.

Eve The Knight of East. A white colored , armored knight with a dream. A dream to create a safe haven for humanity. Along with saving herself.

She was on her right knee. Bleeding out. Bits of her blood dripped onto the burned soil underneath her. Her steel hardened Knight helmet was battered and torn.

Her enemy could see her right eye clearly. He watched her. Swinging his blackened sharp , pointy blade of thorns. His left hand held his spiky , porcupine like shield.

His helmet stared towards her. The liquid pond around them continued to burst and move like water. Kirk The Thorn Knight. Made a laughing gesture towards her.

" What?! That's it?" he asked loudly

" Rrrr. Shut up!" she yelled

" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" he laughed on

Eve's eye's stared angered. Furious towards Kirk. His thin body. Moving as if he was enjoying this battle. Moving like a happy child. Moving with delight. Eve struggled.

" . .Tsk. ." whispered Kirk sarcastically

Eve stood up. As she did. Her left ankle gave out. Bursting with blood. Her lower abdomen that was hit with spike's that came from him. Kirk's helmet's gaze stared.

Stared deeply into the direction of the wound's splatter's reach. He sighed. Looking beyond her. Towards the screaming skeleton's of bones. They rushed.

Screaming with bone like weapons. Eve turned her gaze looking back. Seeing them. Her teeth gritted. She tried to stop the wound from bleeding out.

Yet she couldn't from her abdomen. She reached to grab ahold of her knight's sword. Only to drop it again. The weight and her wound were becoming too much.

She grunted louder. Looking back. She saw them. The screaming loudly enemies of zombie like thralls. Swinging swords , poles, sticks, Maces. All kinds of weapons.

Looking forward. Kirk whistled and walked away. Skipping across the floating remains of what seemed to be like floating remains of old burned land.

" Well pleasure to have met you Eve of the White Knights" said Kirk

" FUCK YOU!" she yelled aloud

" I won't give you that chance!" he yelled laughing

Kirk whistled his way. Walking passed other's that were possessed by the uttering darkness. Kirk's right arm spun his tiny spike shield on his finger tips.

His left hand carried his sword. His back belt pocket carried in a bag. A light brownish colored bag. Tied up in a bonnet. He smiled inside his helmet. Knowing his love.

The woman he would die for. Was down this road. The long road of endless darkness. The kind he enjoyed. The road of loneliness he loved with such thrill.

His memories of his past were a blur. He could remember the earliest days when he awoke. He stopped for a second. As a passing demon. Passed by his left side. Huge.

Large , strong. Horns and bone like structure came out of its body. The Capra demon looked passed him walking on forward. Kirk was reminded of the tone of voice.

The Memory of his days.

...Kirk's most recent memory...

She looked towards him with such a sight. Staring towards him with what she had as glowing eyes of beauty to Kirk. He watched her. Moving. Walking slowly.

In his right hand. He placed his small shield onto his back. His spiky sword he dropped. It barely sounded off. He dropped down to his knee.

His head looking towards the ground. She was stunned. Puzzled. A Knight. Making a sign of allegiance.

" Who are you?" whispered the tone of voice

" Kirk. Kirk The Thorn Knight" he said

" A Knight?" she said

" Your such beauty. Your amazing" he whispered to her

" Interesting, to hear you speak" she said

The Spider Lady Boss. She watched him reaching out to her with his extended arm. The massive spider like woman. Watched him. This man. This living being.

Trying to escape the living. By throwing himself into the very pits of emptiness of the world. The very darkness of the world. The huge shade of it. Kirk wanted her.

Wanted to serve her. Wanted to love her. She was like him. Filled with nothing. Having missing parts of themselves that many wouldn't understand. He loved it.

Being different from many others.

" What would you do to prove yourself?" she asked him

Kirk looked towards her. Standing up straight. He didn't say a word to her. He made a funny gesture. He waved his arms in waves. Waves of happiness. He didn't sigh.

He just went on reaching for his sword. Walking away from her. Whistling aloud. She only wondered more about him. About what he was going to do for her love.

" Dont'cha Worry Baby I'll be back" he said smiling