The Man who Holds the Golden Pen
The Man who Holds the Golden Pen
(a spin-off about the main antagonist in my 2nd part of my original story in progress)
Prologue
Humanity…..his peons! They have removed him from nobility because of what he is, but….what is he …his face is an empty void with bright yellow eyes. He wasn't like this before, he was a handsome man in his twenties sensitive to others. It was five months after his 22nd birthday a great holy stone shattered and all the evil it had contained to protect humans escaped and ran through the world and a small shard of that evil landed on him , it bleached his hair white, his brown blazer turned into a dark gray,his khaki pants turned black, his and polo shirt and black gloves turned white, his skin turned into an evil black, his gold and silver pocket watch corroded into a black and white mess. Because of this, man turned him into a monster and because of that he developed that hatred of humans. My brother Pablo la Doro he became la Buio or the darkness.
Chapter One - 5 Months Ago
"Happy Birthday Big brother!" A young woman's voice came nearer to a handsome young man. "Alice, thank you so much." The handsome man replied, then a maid came in and said. "Master Pablo it's time for breakfast...and master...Happy Birthday..." The maid greeted then left the room. As master Pablo exited the room he thought to himself. "My name is Pablo la D'oro twenty one no twenty two years old now. I'm of an Italian bloodline but me and my sister are the last members of this bloodline, our parents got murdered by the infamous Voldo one year ago...I guess it's going to be like any other day." Or so he thought. Later this afternoon he came across a small alley on his way home he was having a good day till... "All right cough up your money!" A burglar came from behind Pablo and demanded for his money. "To think I was having a great day on my birthday." as Pablo said that he slowly picked up his bag and pulled out what seemed to be a folded up rifle then unfloded it, placed the bayonet blade on it and ended up behind the burglar. Pablo pointed the rifle at the burglar. "Leave now and you won't die." Pablo pulled back the hammer of the rifle signifiying the burglar that he can and will shoot him any time. " I said leave!" Pablo screamed at the burglar who stood frozen in fear. "Too bad I guess it's your loss." Pablo shot the rifle but did not hit the burglar. "Next time I wont miss." Pablo pointed the blade of the bayonet ad the burglar's neck. "Okay okay! I'm out of here." The burglar left screaming his head of and Pablo folded up his rifle and placed it in his bag and said. "Looks like I'm still haveing a good day."