'Cause I'm a terrible updater. A one-shot about Zoroark.


There is a creature, hidden within the veils of mystery. It roams the night, hunting the hunters. It is gone before it was there. It is the flitting shadow of a golbat, the single stab a fear before it is all over. It is never seen, but it there. It is everything. It is nothing. It is behind you.

Now this creature, though powerful, is bound by the limits of it's own strength. It is possible to tame, but difficult, for one reason: It knows. This is not some rabid, feral beast of the forest, but an intelligent creature.

It can cause you unbearable pain or unbelievable joy. It twists your senses to it's will, it can drive you to madness. When it is nearby, you can no longer trust what you see, what you hear, not even what you feel. The only thing it doesn't have control over is your thoughts..

But will you even be able to control them once it has found you?