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" Forgive me father......for I have sinned...." A cold voice broke the silence in that old cathedral , crucifixes marking the walls , a larger one in the very front , the image of Christ still hung from that old rugged form.The preist slowly spoke , seeming to try and comfort this man. " My son , all will be forgiven..." The man on the other side gave a light snicker. " I doubt even God would forgive me for my sins....." The preist shook his head softly ,slowly re-attempting to comfort this person. " My son , The Lord forgives all sins , no matter how great...." The man on the other side slowly spoke........." I have killed........over ten thousand men.....Genocide has become a destiny for my spirit.......I have killed new born babes , and even women in labor......I have seperated children's bodies into smallest of pieces and feasted on their blood and flesh....." The preist gasped softly , trying to remain proffesional " Is there anything else , my son ? " The man slowly smiled. " Add one to my tally. " A raging thirty's barrel shot through the wooden mesh , pressing to the preist's temple roughly , a gunshot sounded and the preist was as good as gone. The man's starch figure rose from the confesional , slowly moving to show those black strands with white hinted tips. Those blue eyes glanced back at the dead preist , slowly sighing. " Your faith to strong , preist..........Your life was wasted with prayer.....Punishment was a destiny.....for you...."
The figure shifted on those heavy half knee boots , laced with black and studded with sweet silver. He wore an old tattered black trench coat , a white signal formed with a heart encirciling a pentagram , which in the center of had an upside down cross a circle folding about all this.....The figure's pure starch form shifted on the same heavy boots the 15mm barrel of his T.R.T flowed into the nylon holster strapped about his right leg a K-bar resting just under in another nylon pouch....He shook his head softly....The door flew open near the back , a "trainee" for the preist came in. He gasped at the blood now seeping in the white hued carpet , he looked to the form of a man..." What have you done ?! " He had no time to react , the figure jerked around the Thirty carbine already whilring through the ends of that trenchcoat tearing out into the air , the trainee jerked , his head running back as blood spewd up...
The dead boy dropped to the ground , blood running out of his mouth from the pure power of the bullet. The man's figure shifted rolling out that cylinder , six more shots left , he thought just in case he tilted back the cylinder dumping out two expelled shells of thirty carbine rifle shells. He sighed pulling out two singles slowly slipping them down the beautifull silver cynlenders...The side of the gun now showed it....The infamous picture of a woman ...His mother , the second gun having the picture of a demon , an N beside each picture , much like Dante sparda's weaponry.He looked back to the dead preist. " Oh , Father , add two to my tally for the Lord..." He laughed whole heartedly. He walked to the two oak doors , oppening them slowly...Police ? He looked around , a cop car....
He sighed and slowly pulled out that Steyr TMP slowly holding down the trigger , full auto 45. calibur soft points tearing into the cop. He lowered the gun slowly , walking forward , the second cop now there a 44 magnum raised to fire. " Oh , there you are ! " The man smiled evily slowly turning and walking near the cop , the cop fired , the bullet hitting . But the man kept moving.. " What the hell are you ! ? " The man smiled softly jerking and grabbing his throat. " The Dark Angel...." He pressed the automatic weapon to his chest holding down the trigger and bending him over the weapon's muzzle , each bullet shot through easy burning the flesh as the points deformed.......
He dropped the lifeless body and pressed the release of the weapon , the clip rattling out and clattering on the ground. He reached into the back of his trenchcoat showing that long sleeve white shirt , he slowly pulled out a new hundred round clip . He slipped the extended shaft into the receiver , pulling back the slide slowly to cock the hammer. He swapped on that auto safety slowly slipping the weapon back in its own nylon holster.........
He walked forward , softly humming an upbeat tune , not even glancing back to see the chaos he had caused....People stared at him , he didn't care he would take them all if neccesary , he had one goal in this life.........Kill or be Killed.....
Chaos Completed >(-~N~-)<
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#2
Posted 01 March 2004 - 11:06 PM
The woman sat on the barstool, her back hunched over the glass that she held lossely in one hand; the other rested on her lap.
She wore tight black denim jeans with a loose but figure fitting white blouse. A few buttons were undone, revealing a glimpse near her bossom.
She was drifting in and out of sleep, the beer having taken effect not long ago...
Not far from where the bar stood, was the old church; the peaceful church; her church. Or so she liked to call it, when she was a young girl..
A gun shot rang out, making the woman wake from her near slumber with a quick jolt; her eyes sprang open. A vivid crystal blue gaxed around the room, reminding her where she was.
"God damnit.." she muttered, running a hand across her eyes slowly. Her right arm clutched at a pendant hidden underneath her blouse.
Standing slowly, she dropped a few bills onto the counter and made her way outside, her mind still half asleep and the sound of shot guns ringing clear inside her mind.
Her black hair fell across her face and she tucked it behind her ears as she looked around her, covering her eyes from the rays of the setting sun..
Hearing more commotion down the street, she turned her attention there, her eyes turning more clear with every second.
She saw the man walking towards her, the same composed body as before from her past..
She wore tight black denim jeans with a loose but figure fitting white blouse. A few buttons were undone, revealing a glimpse near her bossom.
She was drifting in and out of sleep, the beer having taken effect not long ago...
Not far from where the bar stood, was the old church; the peaceful church; her church. Or so she liked to call it, when she was a young girl..
A gun shot rang out, making the woman wake from her near slumber with a quick jolt; her eyes sprang open. A vivid crystal blue gaxed around the room, reminding her where she was.
"God damnit.." she muttered, running a hand across her eyes slowly. Her right arm clutched at a pendant hidden underneath her blouse.
Standing slowly, she dropped a few bills onto the counter and made her way outside, her mind still half asleep and the sound of shot guns ringing clear inside her mind.
Her black hair fell across her face and she tucked it behind her ears as she looked around her, covering her eyes from the rays of the setting sun..
Hearing more commotion down the street, she turned her attention there, her eyes turning more clear with every second.
She saw the man walking towards her, the same composed body as before from her past..
This post has been edited by Mercy: 01 March 2004 - 11:07 PM
#3
Posted 01 March 2004 - 11:19 PM
The same cold stare held with him. His eyes taking liberty over this woman's body , covering over each delicate curve. He slid his shoulder lightly forward , those near black eyes softly flickered as sunlight rolled over slowly causing him to hiss , no whince , nor light in his form. He walked on , like a figure without a soul , holding easy in each strut , a silver flash given , the seconds gun's handle had only been exposed at first but now , the entire gun was shown.
The design of the weapon was clear , a 50ae. Desert eagle. The plated bullets lacing the top of the barrel locked by a holder for his extra ammo. The weapon wasn't single shot , oh no. The switch on the weapon fully shown its triple rate of fire , burst , single , and auto.....This gun was obviously to deadly for any person to dare take on , with its 480 grain SXT black talons..It would tear through anything a person could put up....
He straightened that waterfall of black from his trenchcoat ,the way it flowed , intoxicating , the way it swayed , deadly. Like a poisinous rose he stared , his eyes gentle and sweet , but just behind complete chaos and malice. Nothing seemed to be able to stop him....To feared by any man..Loved by to many women....Nelo Angelo...The dark Angel now known by many , and kept alive were few....
He slowly took a breath , looking at this woman still....Seeming to contimplate her death.....How to be done ? A bullet to the head was just to plain for his hatred , there would have to be some mauling if he decided to kill her....A few black talons should seperate her from those beautiful limbs He thought these words in complete malice for her body.......Why did he contemplate so , so , hatefully ? He kept a smile , a light , sadistic smile......Almost mocking to her as he neared , his black painted talons now showing crimson crosses painted on.....It was almost horrible with the way those talons looked as if edged by razorblades , waiting to tear apart flesh....Those sabres inside his mouth , thirty six of those vicious things...All arching and hollow , completely lengthened from the site of blood , the breath rate increased from the heavy exerstion of the mind , from the pure thought of killing something....Could you say he was built for the kill ? Or the kill was built for him ?
The design of the weapon was clear , a 50ae. Desert eagle. The plated bullets lacing the top of the barrel locked by a holder for his extra ammo. The weapon wasn't single shot , oh no. The switch on the weapon fully shown its triple rate of fire , burst , single , and auto.....This gun was obviously to deadly for any person to dare take on , with its 480 grain SXT black talons..It would tear through anything a person could put up....
He straightened that waterfall of black from his trenchcoat ,the way it flowed , intoxicating , the way it swayed , deadly. Like a poisinous rose he stared , his eyes gentle and sweet , but just behind complete chaos and malice. Nothing seemed to be able to stop him....To feared by any man..Loved by to many women....Nelo Angelo...The dark Angel now known by many , and kept alive were few....
He slowly took a breath , looking at this woman still....Seeming to contimplate her death.....How to be done ? A bullet to the head was just to plain for his hatred , there would have to be some mauling if he decided to kill her....A few black talons should seperate her from those beautiful limbs He thought these words in complete malice for her body.......Why did he contemplate so , so , hatefully ? He kept a smile , a light , sadistic smile......Almost mocking to her as he neared , his black painted talons now showing crimson crosses painted on.....It was almost horrible with the way those talons looked as if edged by razorblades , waiting to tear apart flesh....Those sabres inside his mouth , thirty six of those vicious things...All arching and hollow , completely lengthened from the site of blood , the breath rate increased from the heavy exerstion of the mind , from the pure thought of killing something....Could you say he was built for the kill ? Or the kill was built for him ?
This post has been edited by Angelo V. Cross: 01 March 2004 - 11:20 PM
#4
Posted 01 March 2004 - 11:32 PM
She smiled softly, her body returning to ease as if the cool liquid still burned inside her mouth..
With ease she walked towards the lone figure, her eyes catching his breifly and catching his thoughts momentarily before she passed him by..
"It was nice to see you again.." she whispered softly before dissapearing inside a crowd of people on the streets, mostly youngsters mixed with the old, trying to regain the precious moments of adolecsents that had passed them by..
Only when she was quite out of reach from his vicouis hunger, his hunger for blood did she let out a breath of mortal air.. Sighing she closed her eyes breifly leaning against a brick wall down a empty and deserted alleyway.
Images flashed through her mind; that of the aging preist and his oyung apprentice, their dying thoughts and those of the young cop whose mind had been filled with thoughts of loved ones before he finally died..
She wondered if he had changed much since their last encounter so long ago..
With ease she walked towards the lone figure, her eyes catching his breifly and catching his thoughts momentarily before she passed him by..
"It was nice to see you again.." she whispered softly before dissapearing inside a crowd of people on the streets, mostly youngsters mixed with the old, trying to regain the precious moments of adolecsents that had passed them by..
Only when she was quite out of reach from his vicouis hunger, his hunger for blood did she let out a breath of mortal air.. Sighing she closed her eyes breifly leaning against a brick wall down a empty and deserted alleyway.
Images flashed through her mind; that of the aging preist and his oyung apprentice, their dying thoughts and those of the young cop whose mind had been filled with thoughts of loved ones before he finally died..
She wondered if he had changed much since their last encounter so long ago..
#5
Posted 01 March 2004 - 11:44 PM
He gave a sinister chuckle...Knowing this one still , he simply marked her off on the "List" as he so called , making sure he would get her maybe at a later point...He heard sirens , He looked back....Hearing a shift or two from a car....He saw a fleet of cop cars.....He slowly sighed keeping to a calm. He leapt up , a dividing line of an ally slowly landed on. He stood on a single boot his hands interlocked behind his back as he leapt down a good ten feet....
He sighed , that pitch black trenchcoat slipped off along with the white long sleeve he had so well kept. He tossed them to a side calmly. He slid those holsters off his slender legs along with the K bar at his side. He slowly brushed off the now scab on the gun shot wound he had taken from that 44 mag.
" Damn cops..."
He sighed and walked to a small duffle bag , slipping back the zipper and grabbing his black shirt with that same symbal on the front.He slowly sighed again , seeming bored with these people suddenly. He bent over slowly , unlacing those heavy boots and slipping them off. He pulled a bag of black vans out of his bag ,slowly slipping them on. He pulled out a plain white hat , slipping it on his head as well. He pulled out a button down white long short sleeve. He slid it over his muscular arms , still slender in a way. He buttoned each button very slowly , and calmly almost as if he didn't care.....
He walked back over to his weapons , slowly slipping on each holster...Each one locked in place easily and held easily. He walked to the end of the ally , all his weapons now visible as he wandered each ally. He walked past that same girl...Slowly smiling at her and tipping the front of his hat , faking a gentleman act. He kept walking , listening to the sirens without fear of being caught.....Tch , even if they caught him , they would end the same as the preist , his assistant , and those two cops....Dead....
He sighed , that pitch black trenchcoat slipped off along with the white long sleeve he had so well kept. He tossed them to a side calmly. He slid those holsters off his slender legs along with the K bar at his side. He slowly brushed off the now scab on the gun shot wound he had taken from that 44 mag.
" Damn cops..."
He sighed and walked to a small duffle bag , slipping back the zipper and grabbing his black shirt with that same symbal on the front.He slowly sighed again , seeming bored with these people suddenly. He bent over slowly , unlacing those heavy boots and slipping them off. He pulled a bag of black vans out of his bag ,slowly slipping them on. He pulled out a plain white hat , slipping it on his head as well. He pulled out a button down white long short sleeve. He slid it over his muscular arms , still slender in a way. He buttoned each button very slowly , and calmly almost as if he didn't care.....
He walked back over to his weapons , slowly slipping on each holster...Each one locked in place easily and held easily. He walked to the end of the ally , all his weapons now visible as he wandered each ally. He walked past that same girl...Slowly smiling at her and tipping the front of his hat , faking a gentleman act. He kept walking , listening to the sirens without fear of being caught.....Tch , even if they caught him , they would end the same as the preist , his assistant , and those two cops....Dead....
#6
Posted 02 March 2004 - 12:06 AM
"be careful monesuir..It is different this time.." she mumbeld, opening her crystal eyes to look at him as he passed.
How different he seemed now from the killer he was moments ago..she thought as she nodded her head to him and did a small courtesy, the way they did it in the old days she thought with another smile..
She waited till he passed by her and dissapeared before leaving the alleyway herself. Walking down the now crowded streets towards her small apartment above the chaos; where she could look down and gaze upon these humans with ease.
As she walked she wondered how long they had been playing this game of cat and mouse..Finally reaching the top floor she opened the glass doors, kicked off her black boots and padded to the living room, the t.v turning on as she walked into the room.
Her home was filled with both modern day technology and old age..The age she was born in..Taking a glass of wine she stood out on the balcony overlooking the streets below. The wind tossed her hair momentarily than died down again.
Cheers rose up with the wind and dissapeared..
Inside, the phone rang, she almsot jumped. A soft voice, no doubt of Peter's wondering if she was alright, if she had made the flight and had found the demon, the male figure who had haunted her dreams so long ago..
Layla, were all worried for you, please come home.. Than the silenence closed in on her again and she sighed again; a common habit from when she was alive..
How different he seemed now from the killer he was moments ago..she thought as she nodded her head to him and did a small courtesy, the way they did it in the old days she thought with another smile..
She waited till he passed by her and dissapeared before leaving the alleyway herself. Walking down the now crowded streets towards her small apartment above the chaos; where she could look down and gaze upon these humans with ease.
As she walked she wondered how long they had been playing this game of cat and mouse..Finally reaching the top floor she opened the glass doors, kicked off her black boots and padded to the living room, the t.v turning on as she walked into the room.
Her home was filled with both modern day technology and old age..The age she was born in..Taking a glass of wine she stood out on the balcony overlooking the streets below. The wind tossed her hair momentarily than died down again.
Cheers rose up with the wind and dissapeared..
Inside, the phone rang, she almsot jumped. A soft voice, no doubt of Peter's wondering if she was alright, if she had made the flight and had found the demon, the male figure who had haunted her dreams so long ago..
Layla, were all worried for you, please come home.. Than the silenence closed in on her again and she sighed again; a common habit from when she was alive..
#7
Posted 02 March 2004 - 12:21 AM
A horrible voice rang out from the shadows just behind Nelo, without a doubt the sibling by which he had grown cold over. Nelo turned....Immediately seeing Ivory in his face. " Ah , shit..." Dante pulled the trigger Nelo leaping up so the bullet pierced his chest. He flew back , the bullet hurt yeah. Dante put off another round , the crimson howls of his trenchcoat roaring up about those alabastor strands. Nelo smiled as another bullet hit him , Dante slowly pulling out Ebony , slowly ready to raise.
"Brother, you are far to foolish...."
Nelo roared up , his boot kicking off dante's face , inertia taking over as Nelo fully rotated , his Steyr TMP is one hand , his Desert eagle in the other , swapped to full automatic. He squeezed those triggers , sending rapid bursts into Dante. He kicked off the wall again , only to rapid to the ground and kicked up just under dante , his knee colliding with dante's already battered face....
Nelo kicked dante again hard enough to send him back. Nelo rushed out of the allies , tearing past the cops , just now seeing him and beggining to shoot. Nelo scaled another building , dead across from that girl..." Again.." He sighed and began to scale the patios , slowly reaching the very top floor , the last patio. The owner walked into his own death , a fifty cal square into his skull. Nelo scoffed and scaled up to the roof slowly sighing and sitting on the edge of the building. Waiting for his brother to show his face...He was playing games with these people...He looked at his shirt , full of holes now .......great.....
" Hey , I guess the youth pastor was right...I can be holey..."
He snickered at his own non sense slowly leaning back on his palms to rest those cerulean flames..It was amazing how he had so easily put his brother down , power was no longer an issue...The Dark Angel was a Seraphim.....holding an obisidian blade....Yeah , that's what I am...A Seraphim...... He thought these words cockilly , glancing over to that girl still...Pondering her words..."Different......Different how ? " He took a low breath and continued to stare at her...Wanting just to shoot her.....But he wasn't done yet...He needed to know her better....Her body.....The ways to kill her...Like he did with all the ones he planned to kill....
"Brother, you are far to foolish...."
Nelo roared up , his boot kicking off dante's face , inertia taking over as Nelo fully rotated , his Steyr TMP is one hand , his Desert eagle in the other , swapped to full automatic. He squeezed those triggers , sending rapid bursts into Dante. He kicked off the wall again , only to rapid to the ground and kicked up just under dante , his knee colliding with dante's already battered face....
Nelo kicked dante again hard enough to send him back. Nelo rushed out of the allies , tearing past the cops , just now seeing him and beggining to shoot. Nelo scaled another building , dead across from that girl..." Again.." He sighed and began to scale the patios , slowly reaching the very top floor , the last patio. The owner walked into his own death , a fifty cal square into his skull. Nelo scoffed and scaled up to the roof slowly sighing and sitting on the edge of the building. Waiting for his brother to show his face...He was playing games with these people...He looked at his shirt , full of holes now .......great.....
" Hey , I guess the youth pastor was right...I can be holey..."
He snickered at his own non sense slowly leaning back on his palms to rest those cerulean flames..It was amazing how he had so easily put his brother down , power was no longer an issue...The Dark Angel was a Seraphim.....holding an obisidian blade....Yeah , that's what I am...A Seraphim...... He thought these words cockilly , glancing over to that girl still...Pondering her words..."Different......Different how ? " He took a low breath and continued to stare at her...Wanting just to shoot her.....But he wasn't done yet...He needed to know her better....Her body.....The ways to kill her...Like he did with all the ones he planned to kill....
#8
Posted 02 March 2004 - 12:36 AM
She watched and listened patiently. First to the fight with his brother and than as he killed his newest victim..
Turning her attention to him fully now, her eyes watching him closely and silently she smiled and nodded her head to him in a friendly matter, though she wasnt sure if it was. Turning her back on him, she walked back inside, leaving the glass doors open to let the refreshing air gather around her home.
The television played a pop sensation lipsyncing to music played in the background. Layla didnt seem to care as she reached for the bottle of wine on the counter, pouring more of the liquid into her glass she gazed off into space for a moment, thinking of what would happen next..
Glancing up, she looked back to the open doors, wondering if she should go back out there, to see if he was still there watching her..Waiting for her maybe..
Turning her attention to him fully now, her eyes watching him closely and silently she smiled and nodded her head to him in a friendly matter, though she wasnt sure if it was. Turning her back on him, she walked back inside, leaving the glass doors open to let the refreshing air gather around her home.
The television played a pop sensation lipsyncing to music played in the background. Layla didnt seem to care as she reached for the bottle of wine on the counter, pouring more of the liquid into her glass she gazed off into space for a moment, thinking of what would happen next..
Glancing up, she looked back to the open doors, wondering if she should go back out there, to see if he was still there watching her..Waiting for her maybe..
#9
Posted 02 March 2004 - 07:40 AM
The shadows hissed as they were contorted about his body , his legs now wrapped in midnight denim , his shirts cloaked in darkness. His hat was no long a simple baseball cap , but a mafia form of a hat...He slid the hat forward , letting one of his signatures show for a moment , the scarr which his brother had brought him....The one from Nelo Angelo's pre-death......
He acted as that of a vulture , staring into the glass , barely seeing his own reflection , his dark hues flickering over each haunting inch.Thoughts ran through his mind , to jump over there...Or not too...either way he could most likely see her again , but what would he choose.....Even she could choose this sooner or later.
He shifted his boots again , slowly taking in a breath , he looked down to all the police officers , scurrying about like mad dogs , trying to call their sniper teams to "take" him out.....They couldn't do a thing...Nelo planned to destroy them all......one way or another.
He acted as that of a vulture , staring into the glass , barely seeing his own reflection , his dark hues flickering over each haunting inch.Thoughts ran through his mind , to jump over there...Or not too...either way he could most likely see her again , but what would he choose.....Even she could choose this sooner or later.
He shifted his boots again , slowly taking in a breath , he looked down to all the police officers , scurrying about like mad dogs , trying to call their sniper teams to "take" him out.....They couldn't do a thing...Nelo planned to destroy them all......one way or another.
#10
Posted 02 March 2004 - 12:13 PM
Stepping out on the balcony again, she looked down below. Ant-like forms scurrying around, trying to protect their fellow humans.."How sad.." she muttered swallowing the last of her drink. Looking up, she watched him again, knowing that what she was doing, playing a game of her own with this 'madman' was dangerous. But the thrill of it all, to watch him in action..She turned her head away to look back once more to the ground..
Slowly, the cops and people down below started to clear out of the streets. No snipers came to the rescue and no helicopters flew over head to catch a glimpse of what was going on..All her doing. She smiled and looked over to him again.
"Your move.." she said quietly, though she knew it would reach his ears..
Brushing her black hair back again, she turned away from him, leaning against the cold railing that kept her from falling to the ground. Though it wouldnt matter. She wouldnt die from the fall.
It felt good to feel the coldness of the metal against her back as she closed her eyes once again feeling free..
Slowly, the cops and people down below started to clear out of the streets. No snipers came to the rescue and no helicopters flew over head to catch a glimpse of what was going on..All her doing. She smiled and looked over to him again.
"Your move.." she said quietly, though she knew it would reach his ears..
Brushing her black hair back again, she turned away from him, leaning against the cold railing that kept her from falling to the ground. Though it wouldnt matter. She wouldnt die from the fall.
It felt good to feel the coldness of the metal against her back as she closed her eyes once again feeling free..
#11
Posted 02 March 2004 - 04:32 PM
He smirked lightly , looking dead to the ground as he heard her voice...He slowly pondered the ones below...Would they have time to run ? He slowly sighed , reaching into a small pouch near his back , held by two lacing belts linked by a large silver buckle , which just now showed as he lifted his shirt for a second. He pulled out something anyone could fear , vampires , werewolves anything...They would be fearing of this , a SW-70 white phospherous grenade with a silver shrapnel shard....Fire , for vampires , and silver with werewolves...
This was beautifull , he could kill anything on the ground......He smirked slowly , leaping out , his middle finger slipping out the ring and allowing the heavy grenade to drop , the grenade dropped faster than most would , hitting the ground on the second of impact , Nelo twirled full on , his feet mid air as he looked down....The explosion was magnificent as the white phosperous ignited and began to burn at 3400 degrees....The streets going into full chaos. He landed on the edge railing , dead across from the girl he had yet to kill...
He slowly purred slipping off the rail onto the cold patio..Standing straight before her.He didn't speak , no , no , no. He wouldn't , yet...The time was near for her to hear his haunting voice...Or even to feel the cold howl of ivorene steel....Oh , yes , the time was very near..
This was beautifull , he could kill anything on the ground......He smirked slowly , leaping out , his middle finger slipping out the ring and allowing the heavy grenade to drop , the grenade dropped faster than most would , hitting the ground on the second of impact , Nelo twirled full on , his feet mid air as he looked down....The explosion was magnificent as the white phosperous ignited and began to burn at 3400 degrees....The streets going into full chaos. He landed on the edge railing , dead across from the girl he had yet to kill...
He slowly purred slipping off the rail onto the cold patio..Standing straight before her.He didn't speak , no , no , no. He wouldn't , yet...The time was near for her to hear his haunting voice...Or even to feel the cold howl of ivorene steel....Oh , yes , the time was very near..
#12
Posted 02 March 2004 - 10:11 PM
She didnt bother to open her eyes to see what was happening. She listened for them. The silent noise of the clip being pulled, the heavy ascent of the dangerous gernade falling to the ground in a silent frenzy. A smile appeared slowly as she felt the warmth reaching her back. Even from up here, she could hear and smell the already burnt flesh from far below.
Only now, did she open her eyes, only when she was face to face with him. Her blue eyes were ice clear, almost shinning in the dark..
She bided her time, wondering what to say to him now..She felt like laughing, because she wasnt nervous; but the whole scenrario, afraid of what to say to this lone figure infront of her; was almost like a first date. Instead, she smiled again to him "Hello..Quite a pyro you seem to be.." she said softly nodding her head in the direction of the blazing inferno.
Only now, did she open her eyes, only when she was face to face with him. Her blue eyes were ice clear, almost shinning in the dark..
She bided her time, wondering what to say to him now..She felt like laughing, because she wasnt nervous; but the whole scenrario, afraid of what to say to this lone figure infront of her; was almost like a first date. Instead, she smiled again to him "Hello..Quite a pyro you seem to be.." she said softly nodding her head in the direction of the blazing inferno.
#13
Posted 02 March 2004 - 10:23 PM
He looked back over the ledge , watching people burning in white flames...It was majestic in his eyes...Something he could fall in love with. But to more important matters , he looked back to her...Slowly returning her smile , he let his sabres retract slowly calming the bloodlust. He looked her over slowly once again.
" I highly doubt I'm any sort of a pyro.....Angel's aren't meant to burn things and like it....."
He slowly looked into her home....Not taking the liberty to walk in by himself....He remembered his past completely...The day his shot his brother in each palm , making the scars he still held from his brother returning favors. He slowly spoke calmly acting as if she was a great friend.
" You've grown some....."
He brushed those loose black strands from his eyes slowly letting them lace behind his ear only to fall again over his eyes. He looked her over again , almost as if he was proud , she conquered fear , much like cicillia......He could still remember all the victims he had killed that day , the preist , the assistant , the cops , and that innocent man...No mourning was there , complete happiness from the kill kept him there....Watching her eyes now...Seeming to delve into her soul...
" I highly doubt I'm any sort of a pyro.....Angel's aren't meant to burn things and like it....."
He slowly looked into her home....Not taking the liberty to walk in by himself....He remembered his past completely...The day his shot his brother in each palm , making the scars he still held from his brother returning favors. He slowly spoke calmly acting as if she was a great friend.
" You've grown some....."
He brushed those loose black strands from his eyes slowly letting them lace behind his ear only to fall again over his eyes. He looked her over again , almost as if he was proud , she conquered fear , much like cicillia......He could still remember all the victims he had killed that day , the preist , the assistant , the cops , and that innocent man...No mourning was there , complete happiness from the kill kept him there....Watching her eyes now...Seeming to delve into her soul...
#14
Posted 02 March 2004 - 11:04 PM
She laughed suddenly, quielty calming her nerves..
"That I have.." she said nodding her head softly watching him look into her home. She didnt mind at all..She was probally more intrigued by him than to care about mortals dying below..But still..she bite down on the corner of her lower lip..
"Come.." she spoke quietly, moving past him; only inches away from his body. She walked inside the doors, and looked back to him for a second..
"Do you need to be invited in?" she asked with a smirk, her head tilted to the side..
"That I have.." she said nodding her head softly watching him look into her home. She didnt mind at all..She was probally more intrigued by him than to care about mortals dying below..But still..she bite down on the corner of her lower lip..
"Come.." she spoke quietly, moving past him; only inches away from his body. She walked inside the doors, and looked back to him for a second..
"Do you need to be invited in?" she asked with a smirk, her head tilted to the side..
#15
Posted 02 March 2004 - 11:15 PM
He slowly stepped into her home. Walking just a few feet from her. He didn't want to get her nervous for her life...Those weapons still were visible , nothing could truly slow him down now.
" I've never needed an invite."
He slid his Vans on the floor , not looking around...Seeming to stare at her for some odd reason. He seemed to be pondering something ,but what? How he would kill her ? How he could burn the whole building ? It didn't seem like something of malice , but more of a friendly manner of thought.
" I've never needed an invite."
He slid his Vans on the floor , not looking around...Seeming to stare at her for some odd reason. He seemed to be pondering something ,but what? How he would kill her ? How he could burn the whole building ? It didn't seem like something of malice , but more of a friendly manner of thought.
#16
Posted 03 March 2004 - 12:06 AM
"So much weapons, though you could easily kill with your bare hands..Are they just for show?" she said smirking, already knowing that he liked to use both probally. She moved past him again towards the kitchen that opened up to the living room where he stood watching her retreating back. Turning, she looked to him, holding up the bottle of wine in her hands.
"Would you like some?" she asked stepping backwards in the small space to get a glass for him.
She wondered why she played this game with him; and, why he let her..
For some reason, she felt calm around him..Even though she knew what he was, and what he was capable of, she respected him in some way..For reasons she knew not.. Again, she smiled softly for no other reason but to be nice.
"Would you like some?" she asked stepping backwards in the small space to get a glass for him.
She wondered why she played this game with him; and, why he let her..
For some reason, she felt calm around him..Even though she knew what he was, and what he was capable of, she respected him in some way..For reasons she knew not.. Again, she smiled softly for no other reason but to be nice.
This post has been edited by Mercy: 03 March 2004 - 02:01 PM
#17
Posted 03 March 2004 - 07:49 PM
He purred lightly. " The weaponry is only to draw attention away from my certain....apendages..{SP ? } " He shifted heavy on his Vans slowly looking over the bottle. " I would love some..." He slowly walked forward slipping down his holsters and hanging them from the armrest of her couch. He slowly sat down , lacing one leg over the other calmly. Amazingly he was calm...He was not afraid , his talons slowly rattling over the cold steel of his weapons..His twin belt fully shown now , a V and a N now were apparent on one side.....Very few had known his real name , his lovers , his brother , his parents , and mundus..Most were dead except for Dante , and he barely cared.....
He glanced to her again , seeming to ponder about her body , seeing how beautiful she was and how she kept herself well....He could only hope , his "disarming" would calm her enough to at least grow close to him. He couldn't except wine without conversation , it was simply proposterous....
He glanced to her again , seeming to ponder about her body , seeing how beautiful she was and how she kept herself well....He could only hope , his "disarming" would calm her enough to at least grow close to him. He couldn't except wine without conversation , it was simply proposterous....
#18
Posted 04 March 2004 - 01:57 AM
Pouring them both a glass, she returned to the living room; sitting on the arm rest of the couch she passed his glass to him, her fingers touched his breifly.
And in that small time, she saw another glimpse of a man, the one she had seen before; the one he had been fighting..
She looked away and sipped her wine thinking for a moment..
"What makes me look for you?..What is so intriguing about you Monesuir?.." she asked finally in a soft and hushed voice, afraid the walls could hear. She turned her head to look back to him..
And in that small time, she saw another glimpse of a man, the one she had seen before; the one he had been fighting..
She looked away and sipped her wine thinking for a moment..
"What makes me look for you?..What is so intriguing about you Monesuir?.." she asked finally in a soft and hushed voice, afraid the walls could hear. She turned her head to look back to him..
#19
Posted 04 March 2004 - 06:45 PM
The hiss of pure wind channels tearing and rupturing , haunted at his mind , tracking this object in every second. The lunge of his wrist created a gentle howl as it shot up , the tip of an arrow scraping his cheek , his cheek not infractioned or even hurt for that matter. His index and middle finger held the base of the arrow , the tip mere inches away from the front of her head. He slowly took a sip of his wine , leaning back into the couch slowly.
" I think it's my actions...."
He slowly broke the arrow tossing out the front window , he was quite amazing in his speed factor , he didn't bother with worrying the one attacking him , some other hot shot bounty hunter , that could go and die for all he cared..Even though death always camed after a sighting of the Black Angel....
" I think it's my actions...."
He slowly broke the arrow tossing out the front window , he was quite amazing in his speed factor , he didn't bother with worrying the one attacking him , some other hot shot bounty hunter , that could go and die for all he cared..Even though death always camed after a sighting of the Black Angel....
#20
Posted 04 March 2004 - 10:13 PM
"Thank-you.." she said watching him hold the arrow, inches away.
"I guess I owe you now.." She took another sip from her wine, a small smile on her face, than continued..
"Or, would you rather have the chance to kill me, instead of a lone arrow?" returning the glass to the coffe table, she kept her eye contact with him, waiting for him to speak..She felt like a budding school girl, eager to hear what he had say. And yet..she didnt know why..
"I guess I owe you now.." She took another sip from her wine, a small smile on her face, than continued..
"Or, would you rather have the chance to kill me, instead of a lone arrow?" returning the glass to the coffe table, she kept her eye contact with him, waiting for him to speak..She felt like a budding school girl, eager to hear what he had say. And yet..she didnt know why..