The Shadow Games
You stand confident that your father can handle this fiend. You've seen him do plenty of other miraculous thing before in your lifetime, what would make this time any different.
And it seems you are right. Your father wastes no time toying w/ his opponent and proceeds to beat the crap out of the thing. Knocking it to and fro and finishing by blasting it to bits w/ a barrage of ki beams.
That's it. When the dust clears there are no traces of the thing save a fine black dust.
You rush to your father and embrace him. Your proud of him, but you really don't feel happy. You, visibly shaken, ask what happened.
Your father tells you of the dark-cloaked man and how he had shown up at the door. How it asked for...you!
How it had killed your mother when she refused to let it in. How your brothers had defended your sisters, but one by one fell to it. And how it unleased an unbelievable amount of energy that had destroyed the house. Which then led up to the fight between he (your father) and the figure.
Your face is red from the crying as you try to regain your composure. Your father places his hand on your shoulder, "Forget it," he says choked up, "it has passed, life WILL go on."
"Maybe for some," states an errie voice immenating from no where in particular, "but not for you!" The black dust you saw earlier forms together and glows a dark-light. Then you see it for what it really is.
No man, nor beast, but rather darkness in human form. Its darkness is so black it cuts out all light around it.
The things lunges and knocks you to the ground you slide a ways away in the dirt. You watch as the fight between your father and this darkness continues. With your father repeatedly tearing this thing to shreads and it also repeatedly reforming.
It continues this untiring, but as for your father, he shows signs of wear and weariness.
You pick yourself up and rush to his aid, but fail in getting to him. The creature hurtles him high into the air and midfall riddles his body w/ dark spikes from its body.
Your father fall lifeless to the ground, lying in a pool of his own blood and a black liquid.
The creature walks over to his fallen victim and chuckles, delighted in its victory. It bends down and gathers the black liquid back into it's body. It then proceeds to kick your father's body around laughing louder and louder all the while. Your father screams aloud in pain. He's...still alive!!
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And it seems you are right. Your father wastes no time toying w/ his opponent and proceeds to beat the crap out of the thing. Knocking it to and fro and finishing by blasting it to bits w/ a barrage of ki beams.
That's it. When the dust clears there are no traces of the thing save a fine black dust.
You rush to your father and embrace him. Your proud of him, but you really don't feel happy. You, visibly shaken, ask what happened.
Your father tells you of the dark-cloaked man and how he had shown up at the door. How it asked for...you!
How it had killed your mother when she refused to let it in. How your brothers had defended your sisters, but one by one fell to it. And how it unleased an unbelievable amount of energy that had destroyed the house. Which then led up to the fight between he (your father) and the figure.
Your face is red from the crying as you try to regain your composure. Your father places his hand on your shoulder, "Forget it," he says choked up, "it has passed, life WILL go on."
"Maybe for some," states an errie voice immenating from no where in particular, "but not for you!" The black dust you saw earlier forms together and glows a dark-light. Then you see it for what it really is.
No man, nor beast, but rather darkness in human form. Its darkness is so black it cuts out all light around it.
The things lunges and knocks you to the ground you slide a ways away in the dirt. You watch as the fight between your father and this darkness continues. With your father repeatedly tearing this thing to shreads and it also repeatedly reforming.
It continues this untiring, but as for your father, he shows signs of wear and weariness.
You pick yourself up and rush to his aid, but fail in getting to him. The creature hurtles him high into the air and midfall riddles his body w/ dark spikes from its body.
Your father fall lifeless to the ground, lying in a pool of his own blood and a black liquid.
The creature walks over to his fallen victim and chuckles, delighted in its victory. It bends down and gathers the black liquid back into it's body. It then proceeds to kick your father's body around laughing louder and louder all the while. Your father screams aloud in pain. He's...still alive!!
send me your thoughts, comments, and ideas at come2gether87@yahoo.com