PPL OF DARKBLOODTWIST LAND I COME TO TELL YOU THAT ALL IS VERY LUCKY TO
READ THIS FIC I KEPT IN MIND TO MAKE A SECOND CHAP. VERY LUCKY SINCE I WAS
NOT GOING TO CONTINUE IT.
SEEMS LIKE A FIC I'M GOING TO CONTINUE FOR A LONG, LONG TIME!!
::mutters ungrateful readers::
~~~~~~~~~~~ TO COME HOME IN THE DIRECTION OF FEAR~~~~~~~~~~~
"You run little boy.you run."
And as if he himself had heard his master he responded silently solemnly without anger or
angst. "I want to make it right now."
It was not only a pitiful sight.but also an angering sight for his master. When his "minions"
time will come.it will be a vindictive view. And still he ran. Ran without notice. Ran without fear
for what was for-coming.
Perhaps it was a stroke of luck he had arrived home in time before his silk clothing
soaked.all the way. Ringing the doorbell continuously it was simple to see that no one had enough
time to care about visitors of any sort. but it was clear to him.he was no stranger to his Manor.
He would soon regret it.he would soon pay the price.he thought of the risk recklessly before he
knocked down the door. Dust from the unprovoked "attack" left the entrance hall filling with bits of
transparent flakes from the spreading eruption.
"Who the fuck can lead me to my wife?!" he bellowed out into the dark hallway. A servant rushed down with a flame near its end and giving a signal for him to follow.
The stairs made a slow creak when the two was running up the stairs rapidly.
He pushed the door out of his way leading to the bedchambers. His wife lay there
not moving but obviously in pain, while the doctor wrote down her symptoms. She moaned and
screamed, but still no movement. Immediately he rushed to her side, trying to simmer down
whatever ales her. He saw a tint of blood coming out, leaking onto the bed. And then.the doctor
gave out a long yet short sigh.
"She's giving birth...and she's going to die," the doctor said simply without a tone of amusement,
nor woe.
He got up from his kneeling position and stood there gaping at the doctor as if he
was a mad man trying to ruin his "family" if any.
"HOW THE HELL CAN THAT BE? WE HAD AN EXAMINATION JUST YESTERDAY!
SHE WAS PERFECTLY FINE THEN? ANSWER ME" he held the physician by the neck collar,
threatening him as so it seems.
Up by his Tipp toes he managed to take grasp of a few words. "I DON'T KNOW YOU
BLOODY MANIAC! IT SEEMS SO LIKE A INCANTATION!" he yelled out most likely to allow
the wife to hear as well.
The male immediately dropped to the doctor on the ground leaving him squirming to gain
balance once again.
That too was a shock to the soon to be father. He gape at his wife.he could not do
anything.just stand there and watch her shrivel up to bones.
In a vacant space in the room an electric form of matter erupted. Standing there was a
cloaked figure. This cloaked one.it held its wand, ready to strike the lady upon the bed.
.Swish.
Authors Note:
OH DEAR LORD
WHAT HAVE I DONE?
I MADE THE READER STUNNED!
I CREATED A CLIFFHANGER SO DREADFUL.
The more fun for me I guess.(
Oh don't get your knickers in a twist. I SWEAR I will make the next chapter fast. No matter what
readers I SWEAR I will.
~~~~~~~~~~~ TO COME HOME IN THE DIRECTION OF FEAR~~~~~~~~~~~
"You run little boy.you run."
And as if he himself had heard his master he responded silently solemnly without anger or
angst. "I want to make it right now."
It was not only a pitiful sight.but also an angering sight for his master. When his "minions"
time will come.it will be a vindictive view. And still he ran. Ran without notice. Ran without fear
for what was for-coming.
Perhaps it was a stroke of luck he had arrived home in time before his silk clothing
soaked.all the way. Ringing the doorbell continuously it was simple to see that no one had enough
time to care about visitors of any sort. but it was clear to him.he was no stranger to his Manor.
He would soon regret it.he would soon pay the price.he thought of the risk recklessly before he
knocked down the door. Dust from the unprovoked "attack" left the entrance hall filling with bits of
transparent flakes from the spreading eruption.
"Who the fuck can lead me to my wife?!" he bellowed out into the dark hallway. A servant rushed down with a flame near its end and giving a signal for him to follow.
The stairs made a slow creak when the two was running up the stairs rapidly.
He pushed the door out of his way leading to the bedchambers. His wife lay there
not moving but obviously in pain, while the doctor wrote down her symptoms. She moaned and
screamed, but still no movement. Immediately he rushed to her side, trying to simmer down
whatever ales her. He saw a tint of blood coming out, leaking onto the bed. And then.the doctor
gave out a long yet short sigh.
"She's giving birth...and she's going to die," the doctor said simply without a tone of amusement,
nor woe.
He got up from his kneeling position and stood there gaping at the doctor as if he
was a mad man trying to ruin his "family" if any.
"HOW THE HELL CAN THAT BE? WE HAD AN EXAMINATION JUST YESTERDAY!
SHE WAS PERFECTLY FINE THEN? ANSWER ME" he held the physician by the neck collar,
threatening him as so it seems.
Up by his Tipp toes he managed to take grasp of a few words. "I DON'T KNOW YOU
BLOODY MANIAC! IT SEEMS SO LIKE A INCANTATION!" he yelled out most likely to allow
the wife to hear as well.
The male immediately dropped to the doctor on the ground leaving him squirming to gain
balance once again.
That too was a shock to the soon to be father. He gape at his wife.he could not do
anything.just stand there and watch her shrivel up to bones.
In a vacant space in the room an electric form of matter erupted. Standing there was a
cloaked figure. This cloaked one.it held its wand, ready to strike the lady upon the bed.
.Swish.
Authors Note:
OH DEAR LORD
WHAT HAVE I DONE?
I MADE THE READER STUNNED!
I CREATED A CLIFFHANGER SO DREADFUL.
The more fun for me I guess.(
Oh don't get your knickers in a twist. I SWEAR I will make the next chapter fast. No matter what
readers I SWEAR I will.