Daniel Reaving
Thirty Thousand Club
Kendra's attention flickered toward the human once more as Zera spoke. She felt kind of bad for the poor little guy - she still figured he was a typical, powerless mortal, fully unaware of his strength. Appreciative of his actions even though she assumed they were futile, Kendra stepped toward the man protectively, hissing at the nearby beasts. "Aw, c'mon, monster lady, leave the human out of this," She sighed, raising her head to glare at Zera. "Oh, and, uh, what exactly do you mean, I chose to die? If anyone's dying, it's your greedy little pets. Now, come on, let's get this done so we can all go home and sleep or some shit," Kendra growled, rattling her wings.
Daniel Reaving
I considered her words, but all that was in my mind was protecting her, I won't let her die. I lost her once already, not again...Looking behind me, I saw my sister trembling in fear, and as I looked back forward all I saw were the creatures that surrounded her. That took her away from me. "I...will...protect" I spoke softly, I felt something go down my fast, as reached down onto my lips, it tasted salty. Looking at the woman, I clenched my hands around the scythe, "Don't take her from me". I roared loudly, the aura around the edge of the scythe was now shining, visible for all to see its bright red edge.
astrodrak Daniel ReavingI found myself near my old house, looking up towards the sky. Letting the sun's embracing warmth cover me whole. Closing my eyes, I heard her. "Time to get up sleepy head!" She yelled from afar. Opening my eyes I look to my right and see my sister...I see Tera. Standing up quickly, I waved to her and yelled back "I'll be right over". With every step, the sky was growing darker, and darker. By the time I reached our house it was pitch black. It was then I heard a scream. Running onto the main road, everything changed. I saw my parents and my sister all outside. Father was being beaten by three men, but they were furry. I was too scared to yell, to stop the men, I just stood frozen. After a while father didn't move. "Stop, please stop" no matter how much I spoke, my voice was too soft. Then it was mother, they brought her near father and did the same thing. "Please..." I couldn't speak any more. Looking up I saw them grab her. "Why am I so weak, please give me power to stop them." I begged. I dropped to my knees. I heard every hit, each one breaking me, breaking who I was. Then I heard a voice, "Brother, please help..." As I looked up, her pleading eyes looked right at me. A look of betrayal, At this moment, I stood up, It wasn't me any more. Then I heard one more voice, "I'll give you the power you seek...on one condition" I blinked and found myself in front of a rusty scythe. With no speaker and looked around. " You must give up your life to take others, you will become my servant.... and in return you will receive the power you seek" It spoke slowly, and deliberately. I quickly nodded, "help me, stop them." I whispered..."and I'll be your champion for eternity" With this the contract was sealed and the scythe giggled, "good, NOW KILL" It yelled. A darkness, shrouded me, though I felt tension at the edge of the blade, I felt my own movement, but I was no longer in control. When I regained control, all the men were dead, though I was too late. To late to save her.
Zera's start turned cold and vicious as she spoke to the human. And why do you care so much for this dragon hmmm? Your a red hood you hunt beings like her and me for sport and fun!" She hissed at him as her body glowed sinister purple. "If you wish to protect her so much tell her to stand down." Zera growled viciously at the human before looking to the dragon. "I gave you the choice to stand down and talk this over with me. You chose a fight so therefore you chose death. But seeing as this red hood wishes so much to protect you I'll give you one. Last. Chance." She growled at the two. She was getting sick and tired of standing around here and wanted this situation to either end in an agreement or end in blood and her monsters feasting on flesh