Title: Alone in the Darkness
Author: Kitten Malfoy
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the new characters. I'm not making ANY money off of this. I have other ways to do that...insert sinister laughter here
Author's Note: Good news! The anime style pic of Dorian is done. Bad news...my scanner broke. So...I'll have to find another way to get it online. Sorry the last chapter was so short. I wasn't sure if enough people would be reading it. SO here's the third part...I think I'm going to keep going with the shorter chapters, that way I'll post more often.
Dedication: For the reviewers! Thank you so much! And for my new friends, Kyle and Sam.
Dorian stepped slowly off the last stair and groaned. The musty smell of the first cellar hit him hard. He wondered why he hadn't noticed it before. It was dreadful. The way it felt as if it were trying to crush his fragile lungs was almost unbearable. However, he knew that he must go on. He could feel that there was something waiting for him.
A sudden change in the angle of the floor made Dorian stumble forward. His hands swiftly moved to protect the rest of his body from hitting the hard ground below. Unfortunately it wasn't enough and he hit the ground hard. The force of his fall knocked the wind out of him, making it difficult for him to stand.
Dorian carefully lifted himself off the floor and leaned against the nearest wall for support. A sharp sting made him aware of the cut he had obtained in the fall. Glancing down at his left knee he noticed a small amount of blood already staining his clothes.
"Damn." Dorian muttered while bending to further examine the growing red stain. Part of him wanted to turn back. He looked up at the dark staircase and sighed. It hadn't gone far and he could always come back in a day or two when the cut healed.
"Don't turn back yet. You've learned nothing." The mysterious whisper had returned. Dorian nodded hypnotically. He would continue. It wasn't enough damage to hold him back.
Author: Kitten Malfoy
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the new characters. I'm not making ANY money off of this. I have other ways to do that...insert sinister laughter here
Author's Note: Good news! The anime style pic of Dorian is done. Bad news...my scanner broke. So...I'll have to find another way to get it online. Sorry the last chapter was so short. I wasn't sure if enough people would be reading it. SO here's the third part...I think I'm going to keep going with the shorter chapters, that way I'll post more often.
Dedication: For the reviewers! Thank you so much! And for my new friends, Kyle and Sam.
Dorian stepped slowly off the last stair and groaned. The musty smell of the first cellar hit him hard. He wondered why he hadn't noticed it before. It was dreadful. The way it felt as if it were trying to crush his fragile lungs was almost unbearable. However, he knew that he must go on. He could feel that there was something waiting for him.
A sudden change in the angle of the floor made Dorian stumble forward. His hands swiftly moved to protect the rest of his body from hitting the hard ground below. Unfortunately it wasn't enough and he hit the ground hard. The force of his fall knocked the wind out of him, making it difficult for him to stand.
Dorian carefully lifted himself off the floor and leaned against the nearest wall for support. A sharp sting made him aware of the cut he had obtained in the fall. Glancing down at his left knee he noticed a small amount of blood already staining his clothes.
"Damn." Dorian muttered while bending to further examine the growing red stain. Part of him wanted to turn back. He looked up at the dark staircase and sighed. It hadn't gone far and he could always come back in a day or two when the cut healed.
"Don't turn back yet. You've learned nothing." The mysterious whisper had returned. Dorian nodded hypnotically. He would continue. It wasn't enough damage to hold him back.