Chapter 8: Dark Storms
Hatred.
A familiar word…a word that she knew well.
A figure stood within the poisoned air of the dark world. Her armor contrasted greatly with the color of the environs. It was a blazing red. Red as blood.
Red as hatred.
Dark ones clustered around her. But not out of loyalty. They made to move, but her mind kept them there.
Another figure walked up, and the dark ones shrank back. They knew this one, they knew her well.
The Beast.
The one in red nodded slowly to her. With a malicious chuckle that spoke of insanity, the Beast raised her arms.
Blue lightning flashed.
The change began.
Bodies lengthened. Talons became fingers. Eyes became visors. Skin became armor.
Before long, an army stood before the Hated one. A smile crept beneath her helmet.
A laugh ripped its way to the sky.
Chapter 9: Discovery
A/N: IT'S…ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!
Ok, the reason why I only have this little bit here as a chapter is because I consider this a bridge. Part of the reason I haven't updated in a while is because I've really been working on my writing. One thing you can expect from me from here out is longer chapters as well. My writing has improved quite a bit as well.
And to those that I told that the story was dead…It was for a while, but lo and behold I have my inspiration back! :D
Once again: longer chapters, better writing, and yes this chapter may not make sense now, but it factors in later. ;) And thanks for the advice DrkVrtx (ok, I'm pretty sure I put the name down wrong, but you know who I mean ^_^')
