Ok ppl I know I know it make's no sence but I don't give a damn ok it's my fic and I can do what ever the hell I want with it
Totomo: I'm sorry ppl I really am. I swear she came up with this one all on her own
DEATH
Metal clashed against metal, sparks of blue flame burst forth from the friction. Two young men fought for their lives. The winner would decided the fate of the world. They were the last of the angels one of darkness the other of light. The first one was named Dark his hair so black it looked purple his eyes a deep violet. He was wearing a black t-shirt and cargo pants. He was the angel of light. The other one, the dark one. Had bright blond hair almost golden white. His eyes a crystal blue. He was wearing a white t-shirt and baby blue jeans. He went by the name Krad. Behind each of them were their esances' the ones with the power to change the fates. The one behind Dark was a petite boy going by the name of Daisuke. His hair was a flame red as were his eyes. The other was Satoshi. His hair was an ice blue the same as his eyes. They were both dressed in long white robes. Sweat trickled down both Dark and Krad's face. They had been fighting for hours neither getting a advantage. Suddenly Dark saw an opening he slammed his sword into Krad's gut wrenching it up them slicing off his head causing blood to spray every where and dying Daisuke's robe totally red. Slowly Dark approached Satoshi. His eye's were blank devoid of feeling as he raised his sword and sliced off Satoshi's head. The floor was now a sea of blood.
"They're dead now," Dark stated.
"Yes," Daisuke answered in a soft voice so quiet you could barley hear it, "Yes they are."
"Now what?"
"I don't know"
"The oracle said to defeat them we did," Dark said, his voice stedly raising, "We defeated them. We killed them," his voice now in sobs, "We killed our fucking best friends and I damn well expect something to happen."
Tears were silently sliding down Daisuke's cheek as he whispered, "why?"
A simple silent question that all the world was saying as a bright sliver light washed over it. Cleansing them world purifying it then slowly crushing it till nothing was nothing left. They had been fooled. The orecal was really the messenger of death. Come to trick them into killing their own world. For light to survive there needs to be darkness and without it the world will die. It was a lesson they learnt to late.
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Yes I killed them all I'm sorry I wasn't thinking straight I swear *runs from mob*
Totomo: ppl u must review this or she'll write more of it and that would be desasterous so please please please review. STOP THE INSANITY
Totomo: I'm sorry ppl I really am. I swear she came up with this one all on her own
DEATH
Metal clashed against metal, sparks of blue flame burst forth from the friction. Two young men fought for their lives. The winner would decided the fate of the world. They were the last of the angels one of darkness the other of light. The first one was named Dark his hair so black it looked purple his eyes a deep violet. He was wearing a black t-shirt and cargo pants. He was the angel of light. The other one, the dark one. Had bright blond hair almost golden white. His eyes a crystal blue. He was wearing a white t-shirt and baby blue jeans. He went by the name Krad. Behind each of them were their esances' the ones with the power to change the fates. The one behind Dark was a petite boy going by the name of Daisuke. His hair was a flame red as were his eyes. The other was Satoshi. His hair was an ice blue the same as his eyes. They were both dressed in long white robes. Sweat trickled down both Dark and Krad's face. They had been fighting for hours neither getting a advantage. Suddenly Dark saw an opening he slammed his sword into Krad's gut wrenching it up them slicing off his head causing blood to spray every where and dying Daisuke's robe totally red. Slowly Dark approached Satoshi. His eye's were blank devoid of feeling as he raised his sword and sliced off Satoshi's head. The floor was now a sea of blood.
"They're dead now," Dark stated.
"Yes," Daisuke answered in a soft voice so quiet you could barley hear it, "Yes they are."
"Now what?"
"I don't know"
"The oracle said to defeat them we did," Dark said, his voice stedly raising, "We defeated them. We killed them," his voice now in sobs, "We killed our fucking best friends and I damn well expect something to happen."
Tears were silently sliding down Daisuke's cheek as he whispered, "why?"
A simple silent question that all the world was saying as a bright sliver light washed over it. Cleansing them world purifying it then slowly crushing it till nothing was nothing left. They had been fooled. The orecal was really the messenger of death. Come to trick them into killing their own world. For light to survive there needs to be darkness and without it the world will die. It was a lesson they learnt to late.
~*~*~*~*~
Yes I killed them all I'm sorry I wasn't thinking straight I swear *runs from mob*
Totomo: ppl u must review this or she'll write more of it and that would be desasterous so please please please review. STOP THE INSANITY