His Folly
Amarant lay on his bed looking up at the ceiling. He sighed as Lani opened the door; she poked her head and smiled. Her smile made him smile. Ever since he came to Crimsons home, which was over eight years ago, He had grown even bigger. Now he was eighteen. His feeling for her had changed, but he was too proud and frighten to tell her how he felt. He got up and walked down stairs. The large man looked at the table and found a news paper, it was opened to the help wanted page. He looked down and grinned, his mind was on cash, and possibly a good fight. Ever since he had gain control over his Demi side he went through some changes. His normally soft voice now became hard and rigged. His Sweet nature, dissolved in to a dark shadow that no one dared to contend with. When his normal flesh tone left, so did his eye color, it was now a deep yellowish amber. The only problem was that his hair covered his eyes so much, it only looked as though his eyes were two dark voids. The final change was that now he picked a fight with anyone, any who was a worthy opponent.
He lifted the paper and read it fast. It read, in part:
Help Wanted
Security guard needed, must be strong and knows at least one skill. Must be willing to work long hours and weekends. Needed to guard Lord King's Artifacts and other priceless momentums. Pays 5,000 gill an hour.
He smirked, here was a chance for some real fun. He was getting paid to fight. The man felt compelled to take the job. He felt, there was a reason for this.
It was six months since he took the job and he thought it was the worst mistake he had ever made. Though the pay was good. There was no real challenge. Any man who dared to steal from Lord Kings Auction house, was in for the biggest surprise of his life. All Amarant had to do was stand up and the guy would give him self up. It was horribly dull... Until he showed up.
It started like ever other night, five hours passed and no action. He thought he'd go crazy with boredom until he heard one of the inside guards yell, 'THEIF'. He grinned, finally some action, he rose and turned the corner. A young 'tailed' boy ran his direction. He didn't look very strong, but Amarant knew looks could be deceiving. He heard the boy snicker to him self, proclaiming that that heist was a piece of cake. He stood to full height and blocked his only chance of escape.
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He pushed the younger male forward with his chest to the large opened area.
"You look like a strong opponent, fight me."
The boy crouched down in an attack stance.
"Hey no problem, I'll knock you out in one minute flat."
Just as they were about to fight, two of the inside guards ran out yelling thief. The boy grinned wildly.
"I won't let them interfere," Amarant growled.
"There's no need."
"What?!"
"The game is over."
The boy ran up to the guards and gave them a pathetic look, a look of cowardice.
"You came right on time, I was walking by and he came running out that door. I was staring at him because he looked suspicious. Then he started pummeling me."
They look at Amarant then turned back to him.
"You must be wrong, he's the new security guard."
"All the more reason that he is guilty."
"I-I knew it all along."
He walked a little toward Amarant.
"You guys hold him off, I'll go for help."
He ran to Amarant side, he smirked as he did.
"I don't understand."
"I figured you wouldn't, truly powerful don't flaunt their power. How can I make you under stand: The Sly eagle hides its claws."
With that he melted in to the night.
"S-stop!"
"Yeah, right."
"C-come back here!"
Amarant left, never to know a moment's peace again.
Amarant lay on his bed looking up at the ceiling. He sighed as Lani opened the door; she poked her head and smiled. Her smile made him smile. Ever since he came to Crimsons home, which was over eight years ago, He had grown even bigger. Now he was eighteen. His feeling for her had changed, but he was too proud and frighten to tell her how he felt. He got up and walked down stairs. The large man looked at the table and found a news paper, it was opened to the help wanted page. He looked down and grinned, his mind was on cash, and possibly a good fight. Ever since he had gain control over his Demi side he went through some changes. His normally soft voice now became hard and rigged. His Sweet nature, dissolved in to a dark shadow that no one dared to contend with. When his normal flesh tone left, so did his eye color, it was now a deep yellowish amber. The only problem was that his hair covered his eyes so much, it only looked as though his eyes were two dark voids. The final change was that now he picked a fight with anyone, any who was a worthy opponent.
He lifted the paper and read it fast. It read, in part:
Help Wanted
Security guard needed, must be strong and knows at least one skill. Must be willing to work long hours and weekends. Needed to guard Lord King's Artifacts and other priceless momentums. Pays 5,000 gill an hour.
He smirked, here was a chance for some real fun. He was getting paid to fight. The man felt compelled to take the job. He felt, there was a reason for this.
It was six months since he took the job and he thought it was the worst mistake he had ever made. Though the pay was good. There was no real challenge. Any man who dared to steal from Lord Kings Auction house, was in for the biggest surprise of his life. All Amarant had to do was stand up and the guy would give him self up. It was horribly dull... Until he showed up.
It started like ever other night, five hours passed and no action. He thought he'd go crazy with boredom until he heard one of the inside guards yell, 'THEIF'. He grinned, finally some action, he rose and turned the corner. A young 'tailed' boy ran his direction. He didn't look very strong, but Amarant knew looks could be deceiving. He heard the boy snicker to him self, proclaiming that that heist was a piece of cake. He stood to full height and blocked his only chance of escape.
"."
He pushed the younger male forward with his chest to the large opened area.
"You look like a strong opponent, fight me."
The boy crouched down in an attack stance.
"Hey no problem, I'll knock you out in one minute flat."
Just as they were about to fight, two of the inside guards ran out yelling thief. The boy grinned wildly.
"I won't let them interfere," Amarant growled.
"There's no need."
"What?!"
"The game is over."
The boy ran up to the guards and gave them a pathetic look, a look of cowardice.
"You came right on time, I was walking by and he came running out that door. I was staring at him because he looked suspicious. Then he started pummeling me."
They look at Amarant then turned back to him.
"You must be wrong, he's the new security guard."
"All the more reason that he is guilty."
"I-I knew it all along."
He walked a little toward Amarant.
"You guys hold him off, I'll go for help."
He ran to Amarant side, he smirked as he did.
"I don't understand."
"I figured you wouldn't, truly powerful don't flaunt their power. How can I make you under stand: The Sly eagle hides its claws."
With that he melted in to the night.
"S-stop!"
"Yeah, right."
"C-come back here!"
Amarant left, never to know a moment's peace again.