Shadows (Rated M)
by: Dark Almasy
Prologue
Darkness surrounds the area, there are headstones planted in the ground all around. A thick fog whisps from the ground, with a chilling breeze moving it along. "Damn its nice out here, I wish it were like this more often!" exclaimed a teenage boy wrapped in a black cape with two spears crossed on his back one with a black blade, the other with blue steel. "Yes, I agree, then all of those damn flowers might die off." came another voice. There was another boy just inches taller wearing the same outfit, with a red trim on his cape with four sword hilts protruding from his sides, each hilt as intricate as the last. Two swords on each side. "Yes Zero, I know how you feel, but if you think about it, without the flowers we would be dead already." said the shorter of the two. "I still don't care Dark, I would rather have the flowers disappear than have to suffer these damned allergies." growled Zero.
There was a shift in temperature, and a growing light came from the left. The light was flickering red, orange and yellow, and flames shot towards the two. Dark ripped the spears from his back and spun them as fan blades, Zero unsheathed his four swords and spun them the same. Dark deflected the flames while Zero's blades sucked them in and started to light up crimson, glowing brighter and brighter with the more flames they swallowed. "Dark, go now!" shouted Zero, Dark then disappeared in the roaring fire light and re-appeared to the right of the man emitting flames. "Die bastard, eat my Ice Dragon" Dark shouted as he speared the man through the side with his blue steel, "Now taste my Black Dragon!" he then plunged the black blade into the man's side and ripped him in half. "Just like opening the scizzors, gets them every time." said Dark with a wicked smile and glowing blue eyes.
"Damn, I wonder when the next one is going to come. Three weeks and they've already sent twenty seven hunters after us, how many fucking people can they hire?" shouted Zero. "It doesn't matter how many hunters they send, I hope they start sending them more than one at a time now. Shit! I hate two-on-one battles. It's so unfair, it makes things too easy!" exclaimed Dark angrily he then spun his blades clean, cooling himself and dissipating his aura with the wind produced.