09-29-2014, 12:15 PM
The power flowed through Nox. He felt on top of the world. There really was no other feeling that matched this. The whip flowed from one end of the tunnel to the other, it snapped and sizzled at the damp walls. He could hear the dripping of water else where in the tunnel. Each sounded echoed in the emptiness of his new ring.
A girl rounded the corner and backed up into the shadows and watched him. He could have sworn he saw the glint of steel flash as the whip nearly snapped against her nose. She was unafraid, but very cautious. He felt the power ripple through him, begging to be tamed. The whip snapped back the other direction and Nox caught a glimpse of firelight in two shining orbs. It was black as night. There was only one thought in his mind. He could see the memory flailing in his mind as he tumbled off the mound of dirt he had been standing on.
Nox twisted his ankle and lost the power just as the two glowing orbs pounced at him. There was no ring of steel as he had expected to hear when he saw the blade pierce the creatures body. Blood dripped on his face as the small girl tossed the beast to the side and yanked out her sword.
She turned to look at him, the look on her face was far more frightening than the beast had been. She looked at Nox like he was the monster, some prey. He felt fear rise up in him. And as quick as the look had been, it was gone. But there was no smile, no frown, no sign of any emotion at all. That was almost as scary as the last emotion that had displayed on that face.
She wore a leather trench coat, Nox caught a glimpse of another blade at her hip, something smaller, and lighter. She offered him a gloved hand which Nox took. Something told him not to grasp for the power, she could likely run him through with that sword of hers. He grinned, now that the immediate danger had left, Nox was back to himself. "Thanks Duckling."
Nox went over to the creature and kicked it. Yup, deader than a door nail. The memory of before floated through his mind. A creature of unknown origin, unseen to the world mauled a woman, he felt sadness and loss and hatred. He kicked the thing again and again. The fury came but he didn't know where it came from, but the urge for revenge was great.
Edited by Nox, Sep 29 2014, 12:19 PM.
A girl rounded the corner and backed up into the shadows and watched him. He could have sworn he saw the glint of steel flash as the whip nearly snapped against her nose. She was unafraid, but very cautious. He felt the power ripple through him, begging to be tamed. The whip snapped back the other direction and Nox caught a glimpse of firelight in two shining orbs. It was black as night. There was only one thought in his mind. He could see the memory flailing in his mind as he tumbled off the mound of dirt he had been standing on.
Nox twisted his ankle and lost the power just as the two glowing orbs pounced at him. There was no ring of steel as he had expected to hear when he saw the blade pierce the creatures body. Blood dripped on his face as the small girl tossed the beast to the side and yanked out her sword.
She turned to look at him, the look on her face was far more frightening than the beast had been. She looked at Nox like he was the monster, some prey. He felt fear rise up in him. And as quick as the look had been, it was gone. But there was no smile, no frown, no sign of any emotion at all. That was almost as scary as the last emotion that had displayed on that face.
She wore a leather trench coat, Nox caught a glimpse of another blade at her hip, something smaller, and lighter. She offered him a gloved hand which Nox took. Something told him not to grasp for the power, she could likely run him through with that sword of hers. He grinned, now that the immediate danger had left, Nox was back to himself. "Thanks Duckling."
Nox went over to the creature and kicked it. Yup, deader than a door nail. The memory of before floated through his mind. A creature of unknown origin, unseen to the world mauled a woman, he felt sadness and loss and hatred. He kicked the thing again and again. The fury came but he didn't know where it came from, but the urge for revenge was great.
Edited by Nox, Sep 29 2014, 12:19 PM.
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