Angelus
Wrapped up in Shadow
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The rain had just ceased and the puddles lay undisturbed all over the ground. In truth this place had not felt the presence of a living being in over a century for beneath the growth of trees and vines lay the ruins of Losthas- a city of unspeakable evil, a place that the mere mention of its name still sent shivers through the most heartiest of men. Suddenly there was a splash as a foot went straight into one of the larger puddles, causing the man to curse and his companions to begin laughing. The man turned to his companions and began to say something but before he could a laugh came out of nowhere, causing the group to look around nervously and drop their hands to their weapons. They all brought out their torches and one by one lit them as the leader of the group ordered them to split up and check out their surroundings.
Without another word spoken the four groups of three walked off in their separate directions, each of them wondering what they were doing here; what they had come to this cursed place for. One of the groups was searching the largest ruined building, searching for anything of importance when a scream ripped through the air causing them all to turn and look in the direction that it had come from. They all drew their weapons and ran in the direction that the scream had come from, hoping they weren't too late but as soon as they saw the carnage in the courtyard they knew that nobody would have survived whatever had attacked the small group.
Each one of the group in the courtyard looked as though they had been torn apart, the parts thrown all over the courtyard with such a force that they had been flattened as soon as they had hit. One of the group looked around the courtyard with wide eyes before falling to the ground and retching. The female member of the group turned and looked at the leader of the small group and opened her mouth to speak but before she could say a word another scream ripped through the air, followed closely by another. The two members of the group looked at each other, their faces ashen and their hands holding their weapons tight.
The leader of the small group rushed over to the one that was kneeling on the ground and pulled him to his feet, shouting at him as he did. The man got to his feet and looked at the leader's face who began pulling him forward- all the while saying that they had to get out of this place. The group began running towards a dark building that had half of its roof caved in but stopped when a scream came from the inside of the building. The three turned to each other and were about to turn around- to get away from the building but before they could a figure appeared in the doorway- his face white and full of fear.
The person moved towards them quickly and as soon as he was close enough everyone in the small group saw the jagged gash that ran down his right shoulder. All three of them heard a noise and saw the man turn quickly, his sword in his good hand before cutting the air in from of him. The leader of the group shouted out to the man to ask what he was attacking but before he could get an answer the man's good arm was ripped off with a loud scream by nothing. The three members of the small group looked at the man in horror as he began to get torn apart, unable to move or speak.
A noise was then heard in front of them as a figure appeared. They person had the look and feel of pure evil to him as he moved closer to the three. He grinned at each of them individually before moving towards the leader of the group and saying with a voice that seemed to come straight out of the grave, "You will do."
The leader said nothing but gripped his sword tighter and moved towards the figure who began laughing at him moments before the leader of the group cut forward with his sword, slicing straight through the figure.
The leader, knowing that this person was going to kill everyone in the small group unless they got away turned to the two remaining members, "Run."
The woman of the group looked at the leader with wide eyes, "You can't be serious. We can't just leave you here to face that thing alone."
"Listen to me for once Krys, get out of here now!"
Krys looked at the leader and knowing that anything she said would be useless turned and grabbed the remaining member of the small group, knowing what would happen to them if they stayed.
After what seemed like hours of running Krys stopped and looked back, then turned to the other member of the small group and told him that they were going back. They man opened his mouth to argue but before he could an inhuman scream ripped through the air, causing the two to shudder and it felt as though it was going straight through their bodies. Krys turned and began running in the direction they had just come from- hoping to find their companion alive.
Before they could reach the area they came across a group of bushes and laying in front of the bushes was their companion. Krys and the remaining member of the group slid their weapons back into their sheaths and rushed over to where their friend laying, checking to see if he was alright. The two of they rolled their leader over and their first reaction was a gasp as along his left side was a ragged gash that looked like a tear. He looked at them and began to say something but before he could his eyes went wide and he looked as though someone or something had cut off his air supply then his face changed back to normal and he looked at the two of them with a smile before he hit Krys with the flat of his hand, sending her flying across the ground and causing their companion to draw his sword.
The leader of the group got to his feet slowly and looked at the conscious group member and grinned before he walked towards the man. He then looked at the man's sword and laughed before he moved forward quicker than the man could follow and grabbed his wrist in a grip with slowly began to crush it. The man screamed out in pain as the leader of the group threw him across the ground but held onto his arm which was ripped away by a wet, sickening, tearing sound. The man gripped the stump of his arm and watched as the leader walked slowly toward him, the man's arm still gripped tightly in one of his hands. The man drew his dagger which caused the leader to laugh again a second before a sword blade appeared in his chest. The leader of the group looked down at the sword then behind him at Krys who was still holding the hilt of the sword in her hands. The leader smiled at her before his arm flew back, his elbow catching Krys on the side of the head which sent her to the ground. The leader turned back to the man and said, "Do not worry, your death will be quick and painless."
The man looked at the leader with wide eyes for the voice that had just come out of him was that of the person who had killed all of his companions. He bagan to move away but before he could the leader of the group jumped throught the air like a cat to land in front of the man. The leader's hand shot out and went around the man's throat, picking him up as if he weighed nothing at all. The man began to struggled but before he could move to get away the leader's hand shot out and slammed into his chest, ripping straight through to his heart which he squeezed then pulled towards him, causing the man to scream out in immeasurable pain. The leader of the group dropped the man to the group before dropping his heard next to him. He then turned to where Krys lay and grabbed her, pulling her to her feet then slapped her across the face, waking her up.
Krys' eyes shot open at the first thing that she did was spit in her former companion's face who calmly ran his hand over his face, wiping it away a second before he slammed the back of his hand across her cheek, rocking her head back.
"That is no way to treat your new master."
Krys began to answer but before she could the man that had been her companion wrapped his hand almost around her head as a dark red nimbus sprang up around it.
"Who do you serve?"
"I serve no one."
The dark red nimbus grew in intensity, causing Krys to scream out in pain before the man asked. "Who do you serve."
"I serve Garath. I will serve him until the end of time."
Then man laughed before dropping Krys to the ground and turned away from her. He looked at the ruins of the city then looked up at the sky before shouting up at it, "I knew you couldn't keep me in here forever. I am free- I am alive again!"
Without another word spoken the four groups of three walked off in their separate directions, each of them wondering what they were doing here; what they had come to this cursed place for. One of the groups was searching the largest ruined building, searching for anything of importance when a scream ripped through the air causing them all to turn and look in the direction that it had come from. They all drew their weapons and ran in the direction that the scream had come from, hoping they weren't too late but as soon as they saw the carnage in the courtyard they knew that nobody would have survived whatever had attacked the small group.
Each one of the group in the courtyard looked as though they had been torn apart, the parts thrown all over the courtyard with such a force that they had been flattened as soon as they had hit. One of the group looked around the courtyard with wide eyes before falling to the ground and retching. The female member of the group turned and looked at the leader of the small group and opened her mouth to speak but before she could say a word another scream ripped through the air, followed closely by another. The two members of the group looked at each other, their faces ashen and their hands holding their weapons tight.
The leader of the small group rushed over to the one that was kneeling on the ground and pulled him to his feet, shouting at him as he did. The man got to his feet and looked at the leader's face who began pulling him forward- all the while saying that they had to get out of this place. The group began running towards a dark building that had half of its roof caved in but stopped when a scream came from the inside of the building. The three turned to each other and were about to turn around- to get away from the building but before they could a figure appeared in the doorway- his face white and full of fear.
The person moved towards them quickly and as soon as he was close enough everyone in the small group saw the jagged gash that ran down his right shoulder. All three of them heard a noise and saw the man turn quickly, his sword in his good hand before cutting the air in from of him. The leader of the group shouted out to the man to ask what he was attacking but before he could get an answer the man's good arm was ripped off with a loud scream by nothing. The three members of the small group looked at the man in horror as he began to get torn apart, unable to move or speak.
A noise was then heard in front of them as a figure appeared. They person had the look and feel of pure evil to him as he moved closer to the three. He grinned at each of them individually before moving towards the leader of the group and saying with a voice that seemed to come straight out of the grave, "You will do."
The leader said nothing but gripped his sword tighter and moved towards the figure who began laughing at him moments before the leader of the group cut forward with his sword, slicing straight through the figure.
The leader, knowing that this person was going to kill everyone in the small group unless they got away turned to the two remaining members, "Run."
The woman of the group looked at the leader with wide eyes, "You can't be serious. We can't just leave you here to face that thing alone."
"Listen to me for once Krys, get out of here now!"
Krys looked at the leader and knowing that anything she said would be useless turned and grabbed the remaining member of the small group, knowing what would happen to them if they stayed.
After what seemed like hours of running Krys stopped and looked back, then turned to the other member of the small group and told him that they were going back. They man opened his mouth to argue but before he could an inhuman scream ripped through the air, causing the two to shudder and it felt as though it was going straight through their bodies. Krys turned and began running in the direction they had just come from- hoping to find their companion alive.
Before they could reach the area they came across a group of bushes and laying in front of the bushes was their companion. Krys and the remaining member of the group slid their weapons back into their sheaths and rushed over to where their friend laying, checking to see if he was alright. The two of they rolled their leader over and their first reaction was a gasp as along his left side was a ragged gash that looked like a tear. He looked at them and began to say something but before he could his eyes went wide and he looked as though someone or something had cut off his air supply then his face changed back to normal and he looked at the two of them with a smile before he hit Krys with the flat of his hand, sending her flying across the ground and causing their companion to draw his sword.
The leader of the group got to his feet slowly and looked at the conscious group member and grinned before he walked towards the man. He then looked at the man's sword and laughed before he moved forward quicker than the man could follow and grabbed his wrist in a grip with slowly began to crush it. The man screamed out in pain as the leader of the group threw him across the ground but held onto his arm which was ripped away by a wet, sickening, tearing sound. The man gripped the stump of his arm and watched as the leader walked slowly toward him, the man's arm still gripped tightly in one of his hands. The man drew his dagger which caused the leader to laugh again a second before a sword blade appeared in his chest. The leader of the group looked down at the sword then behind him at Krys who was still holding the hilt of the sword in her hands. The leader smiled at her before his arm flew back, his elbow catching Krys on the side of the head which sent her to the ground. The leader turned back to the man and said, "Do not worry, your death will be quick and painless."
The man looked at the leader with wide eyes for the voice that had just come out of him was that of the person who had killed all of his companions. He bagan to move away but before he could the leader of the group jumped throught the air like a cat to land in front of the man. The leader's hand shot out and went around the man's throat, picking him up as if he weighed nothing at all. The man began to struggled but before he could move to get away the leader's hand shot out and slammed into his chest, ripping straight through to his heart which he squeezed then pulled towards him, causing the man to scream out in immeasurable pain. The leader of the group dropped the man to the group before dropping his heard next to him. He then turned to where Krys lay and grabbed her, pulling her to her feet then slapped her across the face, waking her up.
Krys' eyes shot open at the first thing that she did was spit in her former companion's face who calmly ran his hand over his face, wiping it away a second before he slammed the back of his hand across her cheek, rocking her head back.
"That is no way to treat your new master."
Krys began to answer but before she could the man that had been her companion wrapped his hand almost around her head as a dark red nimbus sprang up around it.
"Who do you serve?"
"I serve no one."
The dark red nimbus grew in intensity, causing Krys to scream out in pain before the man asked. "Who do you serve."
"I serve Garath. I will serve him until the end of time."
Then man laughed before dropping Krys to the ground and turned away from her. He looked at the ruins of the city then looked up at the sky before shouting up at it, "I knew you couldn't keep me in here forever. I am free- I am alive again!"