Two Sides of a Coin
Disclaimer: I do not own FFT or any of the characters in it. But I should cause if I did, then I wouldn't make Delita the evil bum he became, I would make him one of your greatest allies! ........Actually, I was glad you didn't FIGHT him, and all the times he was in a battle, he was HELPING you. But let's leave that be for now.
Now then on with the story!
A/N: Just to let you know, this is after the events in FFT
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Prologue: The Knight of Darkness
The warrior walked quietly and swiftly through the dead of night. The warrior's armor was that of darkness and the weapon to this fighter was a sword decorated with the blood of the ones defeated by it. As the warrior ran, the steps of running feet followed. Finally, the warrior found a dead end and turned around, finding knights accompanied by archers.
"That's far enough!" One of the knights said, taking out his sword. "We have you now!" But the warrior did not respond with words, but it took out its weapon and aimed it at the knight talking. The knight felt a strange aura around him; a dark aura coming from above. Then, a sharp sting surrounded the knight, blinding him with pain.
His pain vanished, but it only vanished because the knight had taken all the pain he could before his life faded. The life energy of the knight flew up into the red orb above him, which symbolized the blood of him. Then, the orb flew over above the warrior and the life energy of the knight went down into the warrior giving him the energy of the knight that just died.
The remainder of the knights and archer stared in fear as they saw their leader die in one blow. They stepped back as the warrior stepped forward and when he took another step, they ran. Their running was even faster than when they were chasing the warrior. They heard the warrior's wicked laughter as they ran. The warrior's laughter echoed throughout the alley and it seemed to follow them wherever they ran to.
The warrior sneered at the cowering forces as it sheathed its sword. Then, it walked back up the alley, which it ran down and it traveled down the road. The warrior's sword now carried the blood of another victim.
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Gemakai: And the prologue is finished. Sorry if it's short. Most Prologues are, though, aren't they? Review, please.
Disclaimer: I do not own FFT or any of the characters in it. But I should cause if I did, then I wouldn't make Delita the evil bum he became, I would make him one of your greatest allies! ........Actually, I was glad you didn't FIGHT him, and all the times he was in a battle, he was HELPING you. But let's leave that be for now.
Now then on with the story!
A/N: Just to let you know, this is after the events in FFT
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Prologue: The Knight of Darkness
The warrior walked quietly and swiftly through the dead of night. The warrior's armor was that of darkness and the weapon to this fighter was a sword decorated with the blood of the ones defeated by it. As the warrior ran, the steps of running feet followed. Finally, the warrior found a dead end and turned around, finding knights accompanied by archers.
"That's far enough!" One of the knights said, taking out his sword. "We have you now!" But the warrior did not respond with words, but it took out its weapon and aimed it at the knight talking. The knight felt a strange aura around him; a dark aura coming from above. Then, a sharp sting surrounded the knight, blinding him with pain.
His pain vanished, but it only vanished because the knight had taken all the pain he could before his life faded. The life energy of the knight flew up into the red orb above him, which symbolized the blood of him. Then, the orb flew over above the warrior and the life energy of the knight went down into the warrior giving him the energy of the knight that just died.
The remainder of the knights and archer stared in fear as they saw their leader die in one blow. They stepped back as the warrior stepped forward and when he took another step, they ran. Their running was even faster than when they were chasing the warrior. They heard the warrior's wicked laughter as they ran. The warrior's laughter echoed throughout the alley and it seemed to follow them wherever they ran to.
The warrior sneered at the cowering forces as it sheathed its sword. Then, it walked back up the alley, which it ran down and it traveled down the road. The warrior's sword now carried the blood of another victim.
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Gemakai: And the prologue is finished. Sorry if it's short. Most Prologues are, though, aren't they? Review, please.