Disclaimer: It's on my Christmas list….
Note: This is my new story and I think I feel a bit bittersweet here. First off, I think we all know that I should be UPDATING, and not POSTING. ( ducks away from evil eyes). Heh. Also this is another messed up story, in other words HEED THE CATEGORY. This will be twisted and dark Now then onward we go…
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By:
Louisiana-Southern-Belle
Chapter 1
T h e B e g I n n i n g
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The war has been fought,
As you have been taught,
Now our slaughter will
Begin again.
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"You know what is to happen next, no? You've lost."
The figure blanched making their already beaten and cut skin look almost translucent in the moonlight.
"You can't do a damn thing, and you know it."
Clutching at their side where sword not even moments ago had sliced through, the figure hissed in pain as a swift kick came upon the open wound making them drop to the cold concrete to support their draining body.
"My body may die, but my comrades and I shall be avenged."
The darkness laughed, a soundless and bottomless pitch that sent the hair on their neck on end He slowly approached his enemy stepping over the other twelve bodies littered in mutated messes around them.
"Let them come, for," it leaned down putting their faces mere inched apart, "their death shall be all the sweeter."
A snicker and brush of the face allowed the figure to see the blood, the blood indeed! It was such a waste after a long battle.
The pink muscle from the monster's mouth slithered out and delicately tasted the delicious life.
The wounded victim looked watching their own blood be tasted by the monster.
"Burn in hell, asshole."
"I intend too."
A scream echoed easily off the surrounding walls, ending the life.
The sword was pulled from the heart with a sickening crunch, allowing the dead body to fall mercilessly to the cold ground with a thump.
"Soon your pathetic race will know fear and long for death."
Now the war of the past had ended, but the rebirth of darkness had begun.
Soon the chosen one would be found to gather the fallen of the Last Hope and stop the Evil Ones once more.
But when would the chosen realize their fate?
One can only hope it be soon, in this century or the next….
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"Counselor, have you made a decision?"
The weary looking immortal closed their eyes in heavy tiredness.
"Yes, go and inform them of their duty, and go quick with the winds now, time is not on our side."
"As you command."
'Let this boy except fate, for it is not willing to be kind. This…
For you I pray…
Yugi Moto.'
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T-h-I-r-T-e-E-n Ghosts
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Ah...now how's that for a beginning, ne?
I tried to make this less confusing, and you really aren't supposed to know the figures in the fight, just that they were at war with another.
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l-s-b