Creative Writing: Blackhearts

Raelynn didn't know when the demon lord had left, nor did she honestly care for the moment as she gave herself over to the bliss of the magic-infused water; something about the steamy liquid seemed to work healing magic deep into her body, and after only basking and bathing herself for a few minutes, it was as if she was renewed and there was no feeling of aching or soreness in her body any more. In fact, it was magic, and for that, it caught the heroine off guard; a demon with such "good" orientated magic which could bolster her own body like such? It felt wrong to her, someone who had been taught so devoutly to the ways of good and bad from such a young age.

The sun held high in the cobalt, no clouds not even a slug of one hung in the sky to befriend the lonesome sun that blazed with life. Every thing was quiet and not in anyway unlike the day before it. Except for the agonizing screaming, that would make a choir cry, coming from the open field. There lay the King of Wolves, Alexander Ashworth , a small group of onlookers had gathered around him. Not one bent down to help.

“Get her” they yelled. The girl kept running through the mountains. She ran fast dodging trees and rocks with them on her tail. She tripped over a rock and landed in a stream. The boys stood over her, panting. “Get up” he said but, she just sat there, looking scared out of her mind. “I said get up!” one of the boys yelled. The girl stood up, getting ready to run again. “Now come here, Kaley” hs said, acting much calmer now. “Now!” He said. Kaley was taking no chances so she started to run again. “Shit!” he yelled, running after her. It wasn’t long until he caught her again. “Where are you going?” he said. His friends ran up and grabbed her arms. Kaley couldn’t run anymore. She waited for the beating that was sure to come. “Dad’s right, you

A/N Alright, so I was going to be a horrible person and make you guys wait a few weeks for the next chapter, but you guys are too great to deserve that. I didn’t want to leave an author’s note for a chapter because I don’t like getting disappointed when

“Well Lady Amaleh tried to kill me, but Ozwin is safe and that’s all that matters,” Hunter replied looking around at the view, “but something is still niggling at my brain,” he sighed and looked back at Vaylen, “where

The Black Abyss My vision was still blurry, from the collision. At least for all I knew, I was the only one. I started shouting at the top of my lungs, “Is anybody still there!” Though I knew I was shouting, I heard nothing, but ringing. After leaving the ship wreck I turned around, and saw the horrific scene that was the boat. My last former fighters that fought with me in Troy, were nothing but bloody olives scattered about the shore. Most were impaled with planks and oars, but the gruesomest thing I saw was, a man about the age of 27, impaled through his right eye, and the object extruding through his lower back. Nobody was left. The pain suddenly hit me all through my right arm. I had an iron spike from the ship, lodged in my bicep. I

A cool breeze runs over my skin, relieving me from the heat. I kneel, plucking wildflowers from the thick grass. Veida stares out into the mountains, her hair, as black as night, flowing in the wind and shining in the sunlight. Squinting my eyes against the light, I stare up at her face, covered by the ivory mask.

Once upon a time There was a skull trooper that lived in the dark depths of wailing woods also known as the beast and there was a Black knight that was soon to become the princes that the skull trooper had a heart for and dream of them being

The horse was running and would not stop the tiger was right behind the horse and let out a giant roar. The lion started to claw at my tail and the tiger came off, he was loose now and the horse came crashing down. Quickly the horse got back up and started to run, the tiger right behind him and was gaining distance. The tiger leaped onto the horse and started to claw him.

Then my memory comes back. The lighting. The storm. The electricity going black. The boy with the frightening green eyes. And that's when I begin to panic. This guy must be a maniac. Before my eyes flashes the pictures of all the crazy serial killer documentaries I've ever seen. He probably had been stalking me for weeks and then he found his opportunity to capture me, to take me to a place where no one will ever find me, right when I was at my weakest.

"Well, that's why they call me a merc, pet. Don't much care who I haveta kill." He lit a cigarette and held his pose against the Bronze's rusted side. He had to admit, Sunnydale was an interesting little town in its own right. Hellmouth a flutter, cute little Slayer to nip his heels; some of the local music outfits weren't even half bad. He could picture himself taking a short term job here. Sample the local nightlife, cause fuss where he could. The Bronze had reeked of Slayer power to him before she'd even introduced herself, and he almost found himself intrigued.

“You have to help me trade all this meat and fur first.” Fianna gave a silent laugh in reply. “Father, do I not always help you trade?” The man made a faked shocked expression, staring at the huntress with widened eyes. “Have you? I have yet to take notice!” Fianna nudged her elbow into her father’s side in an agitated but playful kind of manner. “I do believe your eyesight is failing you, father of mine.” Sasha motioned behind them at the furs and meat of the past weeks game. “If so, explain how I still hold my title as the best hunter in Velti!” Fianna tapped her chin to make it seem as if she were thinking up a

“Do you think it had anything to do with his strange behavior at supper?” “I don’t know what to think anymore.” “Uncle, we need to find him and quickly You’re starting to sound like Gabriel.” “But, he’s right,” he proclaims. “You didn’t see the darkness in his eyes when he nearly ripped the taster’s head from his shoulders. If you had, you too would be more afraid and frighten about the beast that has just been unleash on this kingdom.”

“Yeah and meeting here isn’t?” She asked, her gaze shifting to look at him. “It’s the best we can do for now. We don’t exactly have a tower to met at for the time being.” Robyn stated, his arms crossing in front of him as she shifted his gaze to look towards the giant T off in the distance. He stood like that for a few moments before turning his gaze to look back at the group of people gathering around him. “It won’t be like that for long, we are going to get the tower back.” He stated, confidently, his hands balling up into fist. When he spoke it was like a heavy weight was lifting off her shoulders, she wanted to believe that what he was stating was the truth. “But first we need to do everything we can to figure out what Slade and the other are up to. Just play it cool and don’t do anything that makes you stick out. Understood?” Robyn asked, his gaze shifting to look at everyone that stood in the alley. Raven nodded her head as she turned her gaze to look

The Butcher was there. She could see his body laid out, unconscious perhaps. All the fears of a possible gunfight or ambush was immediately swept away and slowly she made her approach, both hands on the hilt of her weapon as she approached, one booted foot ahead of the other, until she was standing a few feet away from the man. He looks…like one of ours she found herself thinking as she examined the man’s form, in his black jumpsuit. No, he isn’t one of us. He’s an animal. With a dart, she reached forward and yanked the sidearm from his holster, as well as the knife.