A.N. goodness… I feel so flipping bad about not updating.. I'm sorry… it's just.. hard times have descended upon me.. sniffle
And not, the black dragon is not a reminiscent of Hiei, lol. I've had this character in mind a LONG time before I ever started watching Yu Yu Hakusho. In fact, dragons have ALWAYS interested me.
So now you know, I'll continue.
The darkness was eerie and a fierce storm blew and raged on outside. Floodwaters threatened to seep into the temporary threshold where the man sat. His entire figure was shrouded in said darkness. Occasionally a flash of sliver shinned through the blackness. From hat exactly one could no be sure, all that was clear was that it was there.
Another thing became evident; the figure was sitting in a chair, and the said chair was squeaking in protest as it was tipped to rest on its back legs.
Suddenly, large doors creaked and another shadowy figure made itself present. It was obviously a man, and he was cloaked in a black uniform with silver buttons. Clasped above his heart was a brooch. Said brooch was a peculiar sort, for it was evidently clear that one of the main focuses was a human skull. The eyes of the skull were made of the deepest ruby, and the silver it was made out of was flecked with bits of black. But even more surprising was the thing that curled around the skull, gouging out one of its eyes. Twas a dragon, and its eyes were a blood red, while its scales were made of silver, a deep blue, blood red, and black, so dark it seemed unreal.
The figure shrouded in darkness and mystery finally spoke. His voice was a familiar, deep, and frightening sound; and it seemed to shake the building.
"Speak." And that was all he said.
The man who had recently entered shakily fell to his knees and bowed, brow touching the cold, linoleum, floor. His body shook so violently that he appeared to be having a seizure, and probably could have forced the plates on a fault line to increase their motion so rapidly, that the earth itself would have been split into two opposing halves.
"Y-y-yes s-s-s-s-s-sir." The man stuttered, and remained on his knees, his head slightly bowed instead of touching the floor now. He seemed bravest of all men, but even he could not look into the eyes of a cold-hearted monster, born from the deeps of the fiery inferno that is Hell.
The man sitting in the elegant chair that, as a brief, dim, light showed, had the same dragon as on the brooch curling around it, its head resting near the man's face, which was still blacked out except for his now open, deadly looking ruby red eyes.
"T-The in-infiltration units w-w-we s-sent in f-failed t-to kill…. B-but the power o-of your Excellency's d-d-daughter h-h-has b-been r-recognized. S-s-s-s-s-s-she is t-teaching th-the goddess."
"I see…" the figure tapped his fingers against an armrest. More silver glinted for a fraction of a second and a feral smirk could be seen faintly.
"Perfect, all is going to plan…" he let out a low, overwhelmingly daunting, laugh that echoed throughout each cavern in his threshold. The man below him cowered even more, looking nothing more than a trodden animal that had just saw its life flash before its eyes, knowing that soon it would cease to survive in this world, and journey on to the next.
The figure sensed this and couldn't help but chuckle and sneer at the man's expense.
"Leave me Schrader… gather up the forces; we seize her at dawn. Then… and only then will the final piece come to an abrupt end, and finally…. Our little Dragon and our little goddess's potentials will be met."
"Then… let's see what the little cyborgs will do when my dragon is the one they are up against…" ruby eyes flashed, and the man threw back his head back, and laughed a bone-chilling laugh that sent the other man away at a gallop.
The door slammed and the man in the chair stood up, flinging the chair behind him as he continued to laugh hysterically, the air about him rippling with fire, hatred, and evil.
The chair splintered at the bottom of the steps and the lightening crackled in fierce ferocity whilst the thunder let an ear splitting boom.
The man was now revealed as lightening illuminated the room.
He was not a man. Each inch of his used to be skin had been replaced with scales in similar fashion to the dragon on the brooch. His face, which used to be flatter stretched out in a muzzle like fashion, and instead of a nose, on the tip of the said muzzle there were two nostril holes that were now flared a blood red tongue flicked between rows upon rows of sharp, razor like, teeth.
This creature's body was equally twisted in a snakelike fashion. His arms were longer, and his finger were not fingers, neither were his hands! They were sharp talons that yearned to dig into one's skin, and dried blood was flecked on the ebony tips.
His legs were even twisted, in that the knees bent the wrong way, and his feel had also grown longer, and each foot supported three toes and talons that gleamed menacingly. These two were covered in blood.
Emerging from the creature's back was a long tail, and there started the spikes that gradually started getting bigger and worked their selves all the way up to the creature's head.
The creature didn't wear normal clothes, instead large, bulky shoulder pads with spikes, a tunic, baggy pants and boots that went up to the creature's knees, where the pants were tucked in. It also wore a dark, flowing cloak and on a belt was a large katana, unsheathed, it, too, dripping with a blood.
The creature, spawned from the deeps of Hell still cackled, and the storm raged on with frightening speed and fury of the gods that wrenched their iron clad chains, just to demolish this fowl creature that had descended upon the peaceful planet of Earth.
TBC!!
A.N. well… what do y'all think? Cool that I changed plot over to villain for a while? R&R!!!!!!!!
