black shadow
06-08-14, 06:37 PM
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Darkness surrounded me, I could not see a thing. It also did not help that my eyesight was blurred. Apparently the night before led me to be hit on the back of the head. Yea, I knew it for sure, the bump of my head was proof.
I took in all the surroundings I could. There was a strong scent of mold in the air, and a slight taste of copper with every breath. I continued to focus my eyesight, that was the most important thing at this time.
As I sat in the hard wooden chair, I thought about what had happened the night before. The terrible memories flooded my mind almost instantly. The last words of my daughter, Espoir, that I heard... I couldn't bare to think about it. My mind wouldn't let me forget.
"Daddy, I'm scared."
I turned my head and closed my eyes, the memory too painful to remember. Those men would pay, I would be sure of it.
The pure blackness below my eyelids turned to a reddish color. My eyes flew open, a slight fear evident within them. The darkness was now pierced by a bright light, now blinding my vision.
A dark figure could be seen walking slowly towards me. He had a spring in his step, almost a cocky walk.
"So you are the famous Black Shadow? The one who has 'evaded capture for years'." The man's deep voice said. "You don't seem too bad."
The fear in my eyes turned to anger, and that anger grew with every passing second.
"Let's see what you are hiding beneath that mask of yours."
The man reached towards my face. As my face was slowly revealed, my anger grew to its peak. I would not be walked over.
I threw my head up, smashing the tip of my skull to the bottom of the man's chin. He stepped back holding onto his chin in pain.
"You will pay for that!" the man's deep voice boomed. "Shala, take care of him."
The man exited the room as another entered. This time it was a woman. She looked to be young, probably only twenty years old, but a look of fire burned within her eyes. She walked over to me with a knife in her hand.
"My master gave me orders, so I'll have to obey them. Sorry to have to do this," she said sarcastically.
She walked behind me, my eyes on the knife at all times. She knelt down behind my chair, flashing her knife at my eyes.
"Here you go," the woman said as she cut the ropes binding my hands. "Take this, you'll need it."
She tossed me my bow, sword, and knifes. Then a horrifying thought came to me... She pulled her sword from her sheath, and at that point, I knew what I had to do. I would have to fight to get out of this.
Closed
Darkness surrounded me, I could not see a thing. It also did not help that my eyesight was blurred. Apparently the night before led me to be hit on the back of the head. Yea, I knew it for sure, the bump of my head was proof.
I took in all the surroundings I could. There was a strong scent of mold in the air, and a slight taste of copper with every breath. I continued to focus my eyesight, that was the most important thing at this time.
As I sat in the hard wooden chair, I thought about what had happened the night before. The terrible memories flooded my mind almost instantly. The last words of my daughter, Espoir, that I heard... I couldn't bare to think about it. My mind wouldn't let me forget.
"Daddy, I'm scared."
I turned my head and closed my eyes, the memory too painful to remember. Those men would pay, I would be sure of it.
The pure blackness below my eyelids turned to a reddish color. My eyes flew open, a slight fear evident within them. The darkness was now pierced by a bright light, now blinding my vision.
A dark figure could be seen walking slowly towards me. He had a spring in his step, almost a cocky walk.
"So you are the famous Black Shadow? The one who has 'evaded capture for years'." The man's deep voice said. "You don't seem too bad."
The fear in my eyes turned to anger, and that anger grew with every passing second.
"Let's see what you are hiding beneath that mask of yours."
The man reached towards my face. As my face was slowly revealed, my anger grew to its peak. I would not be walked over.
I threw my head up, smashing the tip of my skull to the bottom of the man's chin. He stepped back holding onto his chin in pain.
"You will pay for that!" the man's deep voice boomed. "Shala, take care of him."
The man exited the room as another entered. This time it was a woman. She looked to be young, probably only twenty years old, but a look of fire burned within her eyes. She walked over to me with a knife in her hand.
"My master gave me orders, so I'll have to obey them. Sorry to have to do this," she said sarcastically.
She walked behind me, my eyes on the knife at all times. She knelt down behind my chair, flashing her knife at my eyes.
"Here you go," the woman said as she cut the ropes binding my hands. "Take this, you'll need it."
She tossed me my bow, sword, and knifes. Then a horrifying thought came to me... She pulled her sword from her sheath, and at that point, I knew what I had to do. I would have to fight to get out of this.