Unfortunately, I do not own Vampire Game; although I wish I did. My apologies if this offends you; but anyone who thinks I do own this can go jump off a cliff.
In a season we all halt to taste
life's pleasures amid the waste,
but we'll share a secret my friend,
and upon it another life may depend.
Duzzell-
I breath in and relax; letting my false form disappear. Silver hair skitters down my back, I assume my traditional clothes while opening my now ice blue eyes. Ishtar's eyes widen as she realizes who I am. Darres on the other hand, doesn't and tosses Sida; the legendary sword; to Philos, missing him completely; and it hits the floor with a clang. Sighing, Philos makes a grab for it, but I'm there first, my long fingers closing around the hilt and then I am dancing lightly out of his magical range.
"Missing something?" I laugh as he glares daggers at me, and for the first time in my life. . . I notice how sexy his body really is.
The secret crosses in creations veins
it will wash a friends wanton pains;
Taking shape in careful prayer and
changing shape, but He remains.
Philos-
"What do you want with a sword you can't draw, Vampire King Duzzel?" I'm staring at the Vampire King and servant, my eyes filled with hate.
A moment taken from behind the fold
a light spread darkness and rolled
which, for the fabric of an eternity,
HE doth Himself contrive and behold.
Duzzel-
I blink slowly, almost unsure how to answer when he asks me the question. He grins, forming an attack spell; Shirahime-Syo, an ice spell, a powerful blizzard; and then launching it. I automatically countering it causing my sword to shatter. Stupid cheap thing. . . Philos snickers just as my sword shatters into pieces.
We speak of advocacy, not vain pursuit
of this and other endeavors to dispute;
And prayers and actions to grow a vine,
so our friend may taste life's sweet wine.
Philos-
"Now what? How are you going to fight me?" I ask smugly. I know it's a bad idea to taunt him, but I love it when he's mad; I know I should be thinking about other things, like say killing him, but I just can't seem to stop thinking about how sexy he is when he is mad.
Heaven nulls the vision of despair
and advocacy will set a soul on fire,
casting out darkness for we ourselves,
and for our friend, it too shall expire.
Duzzel-
Blinking slowly, I twirl Sida once and snap my fingers, Raules and I vanishing in a blistering column of flame.
"Find Me" was written on the floor; a challenge Philos was sure to accept.
Now this secret gained, for it will be repaid
and not with gold, nor a favor to trade
but your action and prayer, great and small
joining hands along the floor and by the wall.
Philos-
The bastard skipped out on me. . .with my sword!
"Dammit." I swear and glance at the message, frowning slightly when a kwral races in and hops into Ishtar's arms. She giggles in delight. I frown when she says its name. "Duzzie, you're back!" Darres laughs, but I speak, "You do know what the THING is, right?" "Duzzie isn't a thing!" The queen shrieks at me and I cringe slightly. The kwral sticks it's tongue out at me and I explode in anger. Only my pride holds my back from slaughtering both the queen and the stupid animal.
Gravity: Now wasn't that a wonderful start?
Philos: I'm sure it was. . . And what's with the poem?
Duzzell: *Snorts*
Gravity: Be quiet! You two are just characters! Now, to my readers, you know what to do right? Just click the blue review button, okay?
Philos: As if they would even do that. . .
Gravity & Duzzel: *Smack Philos over the head*
Philos: What the hell was that for?
