Mini Script #2
Deep within an underground city, in the far corner just outside the skirt of the city lied a building that was dimly lit. Inside, a female sat in what seemed like a run-down and old holding cell. Chained down to a chair, her head drooped down, but her eyes were open. Battered and badly beaten, she seemed to of been barely clinging onto life, blood slowly seeping from the cuts and gashes. It wasn't long before the metal door flung open and dark, shadow like entities started coming in. The last one stepped in, looking completely different from the rest as it was clothed in military style clothes, and even wearing a army beret on it's head. The female quickly looked up, showing no fear in her eyes, and even smirking at the shadow leader. "I didn't realize that they let creatures into the military." She said, keeping the smirk on her face. The leader didn't smile, frown, look angry, or anything else. A straight face was all that was presented on it's featureless face. "They'll take anyone who is willing to follow orders, and give them as well." The leader said as it walked up to the female in a formal fashion. Once it was a foot away, it's eyes were now visible as red orbs that could bore into anyone's souls. It didn't move it's head down, but it's eyes were clearly looking down at the female on the wooden chair. "And my order for you in the future, is to not speak unless I give you permission to. Do you understand me?" It said, sternly and with so much controlled darkness within every word. The leader was trying to force the image of pride and brutality within the female's mind to frighten her, but instead she just continued to grin as she spoke back. "Looks like you just love giving orders, huh? Look buddy, you're not in the military anymore, and not everyone's going to follow as you say just because you have 'experience'." She said back. The leader continued to look down upon the female, but it wasn't long before it brought it's hand back and struck her across the face, hard enough to knock the entire chair over. The leader then turned around without any look or feel of guilt anywhere on it as it walked away. Two of the other shadow men rushed over, picked the chair up and placed the female back right side up. Now she was mad, no one was ever going to hit her like that and get away with it. "Your friends, they have failed. They search and yet they'll never find you. I will end your life, here and now, as I promised them." It said as it stopped and turned back around, looking at the female once again with its blood red eyes. Every other shadow man turned their heads to the side a little according to the female and stared. The female looked all around, seeing the creature's expression becoming more and more hungry, ready to rip at her and tear her apart limb by limb. She then grinned once more. "Never... ever corner a beast." She simply said before she gripped the arms of the chair, her strength multiplying rapidly as she shattered the arms of the chair first before she quickly stood up, extending her own arms to break the very chair that she was bound to. This was now her chance to escape from this hell, even if she was greatly outmatched.
Mini Scripts #1
After sweeping the area, making sure that every Dark Soul Flesh Eaters were dead, the two made their hasty escape out of the town. The first male looked back at the burning town; cuts, bruises, and ash riddled his face, mostly ash. "No luck..." He finally said in a dark tone of voice. The other man had his eyes closed, but somehow knew just where he was going. "True, but we did rid the world of a plague before it had spread." He responded to his companion. The first male turned his head back around and looked forward. "Even so, if we don't find her soon, there's no telling what they'll do." He said, his eyes reflecting the death that is present within his voice. "Then, let us not linger with petty conversations. Lets return to the base, maybe there's a clue within the clues that'll point us to the right direction." And with that, the second male opened his eyes, glowing a bright cyan color. In front of both the males, a portal opened up as it revealed a section of a castle. The landscape on the other side of the portal was completely different, as if it was a different planet all together. The two males wasted no time and walked in, the portal closing immediately as they both were fully through them.
Shadow Man Project (W.i.P.)
"I'm not sure, I'm no miracle worker." Another voice answered, the sound being that of an elderly man. The first voice was a male's one as well, but much younger in tone.
"But, if he does survive, will he remember any of what had happened?" The young man asked as foot steps became evident and drew closer.
'Who am I listening to?' A voice now said, louder than both, as if the voice was right next this person, or inside whomever they were talking about. 'Where am I, anyways?'
"We won't know until he wakes up." The elderly man said. Even though there were footsteps filling the air with sounds, they still seemed close by. Whoever the man was that they were talking about, they must of been carting him with them.
On the stretcher between the two men was a male that seemed to be around the same age as the the younger man, around in his 20's with dark blonde hair except for the left side which was pitch black. His entire left side of his body was burned to a crisp, from head to his feet, and not just the skin, but the flesh underneath as well. The rest of his body seemed to be perfectly fine except his was hardly breathing due to the burns. The man was still alive, however, and still awake, but he did not feel any pain from the burns.
"Your project is going to kill a lot of people..." The younger man began to say before he was hushed by the elder.
"We can not allow people to know about them, even now someone might be listening in on us." The elderly man said, then his voice became softer, yet easier to hear as though he was closer to the burned man. "Isn't that right?"
The burned man could feel the grin creep onto the elder man's face. A chill ran down his back, nothing was right about this whole situation. What were they even talking about? Some kind of project, but it must of been a big secret. The man tried to speak, but a massive jolt of pain was sent throughout the entire body when he tried even moving his lips. He was now aware that something had happened to him, but what? He continued to lie there on the stretcher until the pain settled and went away.
There was sound of doors opening up as they continued to walk and push the man. 'Where are they taking me?' The burned man thought. His thoughts were the only safe way to communicate, even if he was the only one who could hear them.
The doors closed quietly as all movement finally stopped, from both the stretcher and the two men. "Even if he does wake up, won't he go insane from the pain?" The younger man asked, to which he got a chuckle at first as a response.
"Without a doubt." He only said. The elderly man then turned to the young charred man. It was then that the male felt something on the surface of his left eye socket, and then having his eyelids pulled open slightly. He felt no pain as before, which made the burned man believe that the pain he felt earlier was more due to internal damage. Though his eyelid was being forced open, the man still saw nothing but darkness.
"Look sir, he cannot even see out his left eye. It's gone!" The young man exclaimed to the older man, then continued to speak. "What could we possibly do for him in his current state?" He asked, a good bit of curiosity was in his tone.
'What!?' The victim yelled out in his mind. He wanted to reach up and grab the other young male by his collar, plead and ask that he was joking, but every time that he try to move, more jolts of pain ran though his body and kept him from moving even a single muscle. The sounds of someone walking filled the air once again. He figured that they must of been in a very spacious room for sound waves to be this ample.
As the footsteps stopped, there was now sounds of objects being moved around for a moment. "We have ways of making life... anew." The elder man said, his voice now louder to still be heard clearly. "About that project you mentioned earlier, my apprentice..." The elderly man stopped talking for a moment as he turned around. Even though the burned man could not see anything, the other young man, the apprentice, saw the elderly man holding a vial filled with a dark cloudy like substance. "...before the destruction, the Shadow Man symptom creates the life." He said, a wide grin spread across his face.
***
Shadow Man Project - Phase One
Shadow Man Project; through this we live our lives, day to day, without knowing what we have become. No longer bound to the laws and rules that humans abide by. Not so much the laws and rules that try and keep humans in line and not kill and steal, but so much as the ones that decide how a human's life ends.
Through the Shadow Man Project, we have become the instruments that can toy with souls of humans that have not departed the world. We have become weapons that are dormant until otherwise. Killers for another person's reasons. We lose our sights and our minds to the symptom, but for what we gain, we are forever glad to never witness it, and forever remorseful for the victims.
Through every use, our bodies begin to look more and more weakened, yet somehow more resilient towards any kind of damage. Finally, after enough times of being forced, there are rumors that the person infected will become a shadow themselves. None of us has seen this happen, but rumors always start somewhere. Wither this is true or not, one of us is bound to discover the truth before this symptom kills us, or the entire world.
This is our curse, our unknown destroyer. There is only one noticeable side effect, and that is we fear the very thing that we may become; the Shadows.
***
'Wha- where am I?' The voice rang out, but only in the the mind, and in a female's voice. Out on the sidewalk in a desolate part of town known as Ashenvale, a female that seemed to be in her twenty's was sitting on the ground, her back hunched slightly and seeming to be asleep. She didn't seem to be the homeless type in account that she had rather clean clothing and was well groomed.
The female slowly began to open her eyes, blinking a few times. Her eyes did not seem to look those of a tired person, rather more she seemed surprised. She slowly looked to her right, then her left, but saw no one else. There was nothing but an empty street with the usual buildings, trees, light post, and of course the blackened tared and asphalt roadways. She sighed softly, getting up onto her feet. This wasn't the first time she found herself passed out on the road for no apparent reason, and she had no ideal why.
This started happening to her about three months ago, she was utterly confused and scared. She asked around, trying to find out what had happened, if someone had taken her, but everyone she asked said they saw her walking on her own yet looking depressed. She had seen a doctor to see if they could help her, but they told her that there was no signs of being a sleepwalker due to her answers. This frightened her even more, no one seemed to know why she was doing this, not even her.
By now, she had gotten past the point of shock, but she had not gotten over this. When this first started happening, she woke up to a scene like this once in a blue moon, not very often. As this happened more and more though, she found herself ending up in this situation more often than not, to where it became to be an every night thing. Her problem was not the only thing that was bothering and scaring her, but every time she would wake up, the town seemed less and less populated, and dead bodies started to show up all over the place, as if a serial killer was on the loose. Was she going to be next? How would she be able to defend herself if she was roaming around in her sleep again? Who was this killer? The last question she had in her mind made her shiver and sad. "Am I... the killer?"
That thought alone scared her more than anything else. If she was the one that was killing off everyone in this town, how was she doing this? She has never been a fighter, she's never thought of herself to be strong. Thing was, though, when she wakes up from her unconscious stroll she never found any blood or wounds on her, and any bodies she found either near her or just around yielded the same results. They seemed to of died from natural causes, but nothing was natural about this.
The lady, short in stature with that bright rose color hair and blue eyes, looking exhausted began to walk back to where she called her home. 'Maybe... I should leave this place. If I am the killer I'll be sparing the lives of everyone else here... but where will I go?' She thought to herself as her head hanged low. She had been feeling sick ever since this phenomenon began. 'What if I'm not the one that's killing everyone? What if it's a strange coincidence that someone dies when I'm sleep walking... no, what am I thinking? There's no coincidence...' She continued to think as she finally turned towards a window that looked into a store that was slightly shattered on one side, and saw her reflect. What she saw was a long brown hair girl with emerald eyes and a pale white skin. Due to her being sick, her skin had lost a lot of the color making her seem like a ghost.
What she saw in her mind of herself was a maniac with blood all over her hands and legs with small pupils, and a twisted grin. To herself, she was a monster. She quickly looked away and continued walking to her home, still debating wither or not to leave. 'If I stay, everyone who's still alive will surely die... but if I go, then everyone at the next place will die. I... I have to get away!' She thought as she was about to start running, but froze in place as she saw a looming shadow across the ground leading to a ally way. For some reason, the woman suddenly became afraid of the shadow. She didn't know if she was afraid of who the shadow belonged to or just afraid of the shadow itself. She shook her head as the second option seemed too stupid to be true.
She took a deep breath and slowly inched up to the entrance, then looked around the corner into the ally. There stood a man, tall in stature and quiet built. He was holding a butcher knife and had a sinister look in his eyes as he stared at the girl. 'Wh-who is this?' She said in her mind, her eyes becoming wide in fear as she backed up slowly. The man soon started moving towards her, holding the knife up and in her direction. "H-h-help..." She said, her voice raspy as if her throat was dry. They continued walking like this; the girl trying to get away as the man followed her. "P-please... I need help..." She spoke again, yet her voice was once again hardly audible. Soon, dark circles started to appear in the girl's vision, becoming more and more, blocking her view all together. 'No, not now!' Was the last thought she had before going under into her subconscious.
***
"Ah, there we go." The elderly man said with the sound of relief in his voice. On the operating table, there was a man that was stripped of his shirt and pants, but allowed his boxers at least. "Do you think he is truly ready to leave, Doctor Maverick?" The younger voice called out.
The doctor walked across the room to one of the counters as he began pulling down vials from the wall mount. "He has been here for two days, and has taken to the symptom quiet nicely. He should be waking up soon." Maverick told his assistant.
Book 2: Chapter 1
Meanwhile, another creature slowly crept up in the trees behind the fox creature, lowering its body close to the tree. It was clear what it wanted, or so it seemed. The creature leaped off the tree and straight down onto the fox, revealing itself to be just like the fox creature but in a female form and a little younger.
Just as the female fox got right on top of the male fox, he shot open his eyes, grabbed the female by her arms and spinning until she was on the ground and he was over her. The male fox slightly narrowed his eyes at her.
"You'll have to do better than that if you want to take me on... dear sister." The male fox said.
The female fox's eyes widen slightly tilted her head, then gave a care-free smile towards her brother. "Oh Hrou, I wasn't trying to attack you, I just wanted to wake you up." She said with a soft giggle, but then her smile went into a curious look as her brother, Hrou, let go of her and stood up, walking away.
"I was never asleep, Lana." He pointed out to her as he placed his hands in his pockets and stopped, looking up into the sky. "Though, it is a new day. What shall it bring to us this time?" He said it as a rhetorical question. Lana got up and walked over to his side. "Are you ok?" She asked him.
Hrou's eyes slightly widened before he looked down at her, then gave a small smile. "Of course." He said in a friendly manner, then looked straight forward, his expression becoming more bored. "It's just that nothing ever happens here. I wish that there was like a really good adventure or something around the corner." He told her.
"Be careful what you wish for, brother. You might get more than what you wanted." Lana told him, and Hrou smirked. "You just have no ideal how much I want." He told her and started walking into the forest again, Lana following close behind.
_The Twins_
((To Be Worked On))
'Demon Days'
Black World Portal
On a world where lightning never seemed to stop striking, hardly any souls inhabited the land. Any that did lived underground in hopes that they could making a living out from the dangerous terrain above. The world above was empty, everything was gone except for a temple, and one lonely soul. The steps up to the top of the temple were eroded and damaged by some of the lightning striking it, and at the top was a huge throne and something sitting on it. The creature looked to be made of nothing more than darkness shaped to look like a black sketch of a demonic human. As the creature sat up on the throne of the temple, the lightning rainned down all around on the land.
"This world... has died..." The creature begun to speak, it's eyes seeming half opened and cold. "I grow bored... nothing to entertain me, nothing to relieve me from these boring times." He said as he looked around, but all he saw was black ground with white lines striking it every now and again. The creature then stood up from his throne and paced as he thought. What was he to do? He could leave this world, but go where? He didn't know of another world that held so much dark energy that was easy to use and expendable.
He walked from end to end of the top of the temple, thinking and pondering, trying to figure out what to do. Finally, an idea came to his mind, why not bring people from different worlds into this one to keep him company, but who would be good enough to at least survive here? The creature sat back down and decided to open up three portals, all three viewing earth. He flipped from person to person like channels on a television, some looking either too plain or weak to be in his world. He kept searching and searching until he found six different people on the screens.
On one screen he found a boy that had wondered into a land of mythical creatures. He was white and had black hair and wore all black while his eyes were dark blue. Out of all of the creatures in that part of the forest, the boy stood out the most he thought. On the next screen, three human like animals that seemed to be traveling together and blend in with the other humans, in which they can change into humans themselves at will. Two of them were male foxes, one with orange fur and blue eyes and the other with black and red fur with red eyes, and the last one a female wolf with silver fur, sharp claws and bright, gorgeous red eyes. And finally a boy and girl gunners on their own quest for a quest to kill all demons. The male was skinny and tall, white, broad shoulders and had brown hair and green eyes while the girl was also skinny, but shorter than the boy, she was too white and had black hair with brown eyes; she was very cute and fierce.
"Yesss... yes. They shall do." The creature said with a small smirk. "But I will give them time to say goodbye to all of their loved ones." He said as he rested his back on the back of the stone throne. Time now ticked for these six, until the dark creature finally decides to take them for his own game.
"This world... shall live once more."
End of Chapter