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Darker Than Black [prologue for now][PG13-borderline R for now]
Darker Than Black
Prologue: Bloody Rain
And there she stood, in all her "gloriousness". Her black hair was ruffled, and her red eyes glared out over the misty fog from her viewpoint at the top of this steep, skyscraping cliff. Her protruding cat ears were flattened against her skull, and her tail limped between her legs. The tight black clothing against her pale skin was ripped in some areas. Her eyes shifted downward as the rain began to fall, washing away some blood from her emotionless face, her small hands, and the patches and splatters of the red liquid across her body. Her eyes focused on where the body should have fallen.
She was the legendary Pokemon, the wonderful, the great. How could she have been reduced...to something like this?
The rain fell from the grey sky, perhaps responding to the cold heartlessness she felt. Perhaps it was responding to the small flicker of remorse deep inside her. She smirked at this thought and a small, humourless "Ha!" escaped her.
She turned to walk away, away from that hate, that jealousy. Towards what very well could be her end.
-x-x-x-x-
Author's Note: This story took a turn for the...violent.
Also, this story will be continued, pay no mind to my later post...temporary depression, I suppose...something like that.
One last thing, this is not related to the anime of the same title. I'm just borrowing it for the purposes of this story. >>"
Darker Than Black
Prologue: Bloody Rain
And there she stood, in all her "gloriousness". Her black hair was ruffled, and her red eyes glared out over the misty fog from her viewpoint at the top of this steep, skyscraping cliff. Her protruding cat ears were flattened against her skull, and her tail limped between her legs. The tight black clothing against her pale skin was ripped in some areas. Her eyes shifted downward as the rain began to fall, washing away some blood from her emotionless face, her small hands, and the patches and splatters of the red liquid across her body. Her eyes focused on where the body should have fallen.
She was the legendary Pokemon, the wonderful, the great. How could she have been reduced...to something like this?
The rain fell from the grey sky, perhaps responding to the cold heartlessness she felt. Perhaps it was responding to the small flicker of remorse deep inside her. She smirked at this thought and a small, humourless "Ha!" escaped her.
She turned to walk away, away from that hate, that jealousy. Towards what very well could be her end.
-x-x-x-x-
Author's Note: This story took a turn for the...violent.
Also, this story will be continued, pay no mind to my later post...temporary depression, I suppose...something like that.
One last thing, this is not related to the anime of the same title. I'm just borrowing it for the purposes of this story. >>"
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