He walks. The temperature must be over 150 degrees, out here in the African desert, but he still walks. Never Tiring. Never hungry or sleepy, the desire for blood and souls, in his mind. Beshonin, has been walking for years, since finding this body. He plays his defeat, all those years ago, by the Humans and Dark Stalkers who branded him as pure evil. They were right, but that could still not ease what Beshonin has in store for their descendents. No, it only drives him more insane, thirstier. Hungry for their souls, and the thrill of torturing them before he does make them his eternal slave. Yes, he walks with a purpose. After for what seemed like a millennium, he reached his destination that he was told to go to, all those years ago. He was here to help in the freedom, of an even more horrible evil, then him himself. He stopped at a small stone, and dug. After some time, the small stone now towers over him. The demonic armor unsheathes his sword, and points it at the stone tower, laughing maniacally, as he lets a spark of fire, shoot from his sword, at the tower, shattering it. Darkness surrounded Beshonin. He, in turn, lets the darkness swallow him up. Soon. He thinks. Soon, the world will be as it should, and every fool on this planet, will fear the darkness again.
Felix shot upright, when he woke up. His eyes scanned the room he was in. He was on a rather large, and posh bed, decorated with gold bats, and purple vials, around it. The room was a stone one, but not empty. To his left, he saw a nice statue of a woman, and beside that, was some sort of desk, with candles on it. He looked to his right, and saw a huge window, but when he got out of bed, and made his way to it, he noticed that he could not see outside, but he knew it was raining from the thundering, and gentle patter of rain drops. The bed he was in, was pushed up to the wall, and in the middle of the room, was a red, velvet rug. He looked at the other side of the room, and noticed the dresser, and a door beside that. He made his way to it, and opened it carefully. He peeked out his furry head, into the hallway, and when he felt it was ok, he dashed across the hall. He had no clue where he was going, but he just wanted to get out of this place, as fast as he could. He rounded a corner, and almost slammed into three, armored....Things. He had never seen such creatures before, even in New York.
"Shit" he said, as he turned tail, and ran the other way.
"Come back here, you" he heard one of them say, but there was no way he was going to do that. Or, at least until he ran into a dead end that is. He had no choice, but to fight back. He spun around, and crouched down low to the ground, his tail lashing back and forth, as he gives a feline hiss. The armored creatures stopped for a moment, keeping their guard up.
Who dares, disturb our sleep? She thinks. Outside of the cave walls, her and her black cat heard the sounds of machinery. They wait. Soon, the wall in front of them, was quickly turned to rubble.
"Hey mike, almost quitting time. You think that maybe we should wrap this up, and search that cave in the morning?
A man appears in the girls, and the cat's sight. They blend into the shadows, and watch him. The man turns around and says, "Let's just have a peek, save us some work for tomorrow, and all. Ya know? Why don't you go outside, and wrap us up though."
"Fine with me. See you when you get up" The man in plain view just nods his head. He turns on a light, which was strapped to his head, and looks around some. The light instantly penetrates the darkness, which the two was using for hiding. He couldn't believe what he was looking at. There, crouching with an almost deathly looking black cat, was a little girl, probably no more the twelve years of age. The girl had long brownish hair, which went to the small of her back, and had the most blackest of eyes. He had no time to say anything else, before the cat leaped from the girl's arms, and onto the miner, biting at his jugular. The poor miner fell backwards from the force of the impact. Soon afterwards, the girl was upon him, ripping the flesh from his stomach. He finally let out a sound, but it was a gurgling, bloody sound. The last thought that ran through his mind, was his family, before seeing red, and then black. The girl looked at her little, furry companion, and smiled, as they feasted on the miner. After killing the miner, which was waiting for his friend, they ran off into the forest. She found an abandoned house in the woods, and took refuge there. There, the two made out silent plans of what would be needed next. Anya, the little girl, and her cat, Pet, was not what they seem to be. They were both born from the same mother, who was impregnated by a demon, in the form of a cat. This was before even the time of Jesus Christ. For many a time, they spent 25 years awake, feeding off of the flesh of humans, and spent 100 years sleeping. They did not even sleep for 23 years. They were so lost in their thought, that they never noticed, the shadows, coming alive. Not until it was on top of them.
The first guard, rushes at Felix. The Cat-Creature, executes standing back flip, sending the guard, past the others. The both then start to advance onto Felix at a high speed, but Felix only rolled onto his back, putting his feet on both men's chest, using their momentum, to send them in the air. One of the guard's head, hits the wall with great speed, knocking him out. The other, lands on his back. Both Cat, and guard, jumps back on their feet. The guard throws a powerful punch, aimed at Felix's head, which would have put Felix, back on dream street, if it had hit his head. Instead, He catches the fist with his left palm, and wraps his fingers around his fist, digging his claws into the man. He quickly pulls him in closer, and delivers a blow to his temple with his right fist. He follows through the punch, he brings his elbow into the guards jaw. The guard began to fall back, but Felix did not let go. He turns his body, and jumps into the air, his right heel, hitting the guard's right cheek, and then let go. The guard crumpled to the floor. Felix never noticed that the first guard had closed in on him, until his arms were wrapped around Felix's waist. Felix wasted no time, as he slammed his bare heel, into the man's armored foot. The Guard only laughed. Felix brought up his hands, touching the side of the guard's face, and extends all of his claws, and began to rake at his face. The person behind him, screamed out in pain, and his grip loosened. Felix found his opening, and slipped through his grasp, and slips behind him, now wrapping his arms around his waist. He immediately jerks his body into the air, and suplex's him, into the hard floor. The fight was over.
"Who are these guys" he questioned. He found his answer as he looked them over. The pale skin, the long ears, the yellow eyes, and the fangs in their mouths gave them away. Vampires. They were the strangest he had ever seen in his life. He decided it was best not to think about it anymore. He takes off down the hall, only stopping to pick up a Strait Sword, which was on the wall for decoration. He took many turns and went down many flights of stairs, until he herd some clawed foot steps, coming from ahead of him. Felix ducked into a room, until the footsteps were right outside of the room he was in. When the knob began to turn, Felix quickly looked for a spot to hide. He saw an open closet, built into the stone, and ducked into that, closing the door, just as the main door had opened. He peeked through the many slits in the closet door, to have a look at the room's occupant, he goes wide eyed. The man was monstrous. Where his hands should have been, there were scaly claws, going to his elbow. His feet were not normal humans feet, but a feet that would belong to a reptile, the way he was standing on his hind legs. His long lizard tail must have been five feet. And, my god. Were those dragon wings? The rest of the body seemed normal, especially the head. The man had long black hair, that went just past his shoulders, and a black goatee. He stood about seven feet. Felix huddled into the closet, peering out, watching the dragon man. The dragon man, sniffed the air.
Shit, does he know I'm here? He thought. The dragon man, disappears from sight. After about five minutes, he starts to think that the strange man left the room. He crouches forward to see if he can get a better view of the room. A scaly hand, crashed right through wood, and grabs him. Felix pushes the door with his body, and it leans forward. It smashes right on top of the dragon man, his grip loosening. Felix tries to make a break for it, but trips when dragon man, grabs his tail, Felix swings the sword at him, but he leaned back on the floor, avoiding a slash to the face, but not his wing. The blade clips the wing, forcing the man to scream, and releases him. The Cat-Creature makes a break for it. He only got to as far as a few feet out the door, when he is stopped, not forcefully, but willingly. Right there in front of him, was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. She stood the same height as he did, and assumed that he weighed as much as he did as well. Her hair was a combination of black, with green strikes, flowing along her hair, which went down to her back. Her eyes were sparkling green, not emerald, and she had set of bats wings, set into her head. She wore loose fitting clothes, of a silky white, tanktop, a black skirt, and she had on a pair of knee-high, black boots. She looked at him for a long time, her eyes piercing into his own. She approached him, and leaned in. She gave him the type of smile, that mix's in danger, with fun. Her hands then started to probe his chest. Her lips came so close to his, but never touched. He could feel her breath, as his own started to go up and down, heavily. She then steps back, and looks behind him, then gives him a final smirk.
"You had best look behind you." she says, in a laughing, yet sweet manner. He did. A large hand struck his side, sending him back into the sweet abyss of dreams. The strange girl looked up at the dragon man, and jokingly said "Bradshaw, that's no way of making friends."
Bradshaw looks at the girl and smiles. "I am so ashamed of myself, Lady Jenny"
Jenny giggles. "You should be. He is cute. It would be a shame to waste him"
They both here someone from the side, and they both look to see Morrigan. "I think it would be best if you refrained yourself for right now."
Can you feel it? Can you feel the evil, gaining power? I will soon gain my freedom, and wreak such beautiful havoc, onto the world. No one will be able to stand up to me. Hmm. I wonder. I wonder what it will be like to taste into that Aensland, women. I will have to find out.