D.isturbed

I believe in the other god, The Dark Lord. His time is coming. I look forward to the day when he calls out Christ and all the lesser gods and then takes over the throne of the Earth as His own. What a fine day that will be. All the devout of other religons will be enslaved or slaughtered, but I, I will be taken in as his own. His servant, his noble, his child I will watch in glee through these blood shot eyes of mine as priests are decapitated and fed to all the hungry hounds that lie at my masters feet. Nuns will be racished in the streets so that any and all can see the humiliation that Christ has given them instead of the peace and justice that they feel they deserve. Everyone on the face of the Earth will learn to worship Him. We will sacrifice babies and virgins alike until the streets run crimson with their blood. We will drink their flowing life source and bow to our master for his great gift to us. All of the signs are clear cant you see? Or are you blinded by the light that you think god rains upon you instead of seeing the truth. The fact that darkness surrounds us all. It consumes us from the inside out until we are blanketed and cushioned by its eternal blankness. Now that is the real truth. But what you all dont know? I am the Dark Lords son I am a reincarnation of the vampire Dracula himself. Oh my, you dont believe in Dracula? Well guess what? You better start believing.

I watched in Silenve the dork forms of the night stalkers that constantly seemed to haunt me danced with glee. Why did these shadows follow me instead of some low life. Some God loving good for nothing lupine that had nothing better to do with their time but to pray and worship the Liht. I snorted in disgust at the thought. I hated beings like that. I gazed around this desolate land and smirked to myself in silent thought. My dark black aura radiated off of me in waves and my lip curled back revealing ivory fangs in what could be called a smile. A very dark sisnister smile I snarled darkly to myself and moved forth my ebony body moving like a black mirage as I moved swiftly and silently. Living in Transylvania had taught me to expect the unexpected to thrive in the darkness that others run from and feared. But I was the night. I was the stalker of Shadows the death that hid around the nect corner. I crushed the dreams of believers and made their worst nightmares come true. I was the leader of those who knew only hatred. I protected them from those few fears they couldnt get over. Could you accept me for who I am? Or are you going to condemn me as all the others have? You do not hold my life in your paws like you might think but the truth is, at any time right now I could kill you. Just one swift clean cut and you would be dead at my feet. Or if you would like I could torture you until you bowed before me crying and begging for my mercy but you had better be thinking of why I should let you free and you better not be giving me and excuse that will make you sound pathetic for only the strong survive. As many say, the good die young. But who am I to judge? How about we see how long you can survive in my prescence. The sky will darken and weep for those we have lost but here I stand proud and strong but yet no where to go. Maybe I will take up Black Fyres offer. Mabe I should go have some fun and scare what little life that humans have inside of them away. Oh what fun.

I watch storm clouds gather in the sky above and I grin in malice. They will all run and fromthe oncoming rain. I gaze with appreciation at the static light as it is let loose from the sky. My master is calling to me. I send up a howl hoping that maybe he will hear me and take me away from this god loving land. Oh how I loath you all. I stare in awe at the dancing elctrical lights. Suddenly the sky roared its fury and I let out a dark laugh my front paws dancing to and for with anticipation for this next spear to shatter the hostile air. I laugh mockingly as the Gods above roar their disapproval of my dark ways but its all ok. Im fine. Im not as screwed up as you think. Or am I?

White Noise

Onyx hunter roamed his lands his skull level with his chassis hollow yellow tinted eyes reflecting the spears of light that erupted from the heavens. The clatter of rumble of thunder did little to disturt him. He liked this weather it brought out the beast in him. He smelt the presence of another but didn't care he moved to an open grove lifting his skull up a long howl erupted. It was long and not happy but not sad it was a call to his master the Devil himself. Things were changing fast and Black Frye was on his agenda he had to get her rid of her. Lowering his skull as water droplets fell from his onyx pelt he blended in so well with the night. He stared where the other hunter was sure that he would see his yellow eyes soon enough. A gruff sound moved from his lips.

|Friend of Black Frye's|

D.isturbed

I chuckle darkly and stare at the male my eyes never leaving his own. "Oh yes. A friend of Black Fyres." I stare hard at the male my Transylvanian accent thick and I dared the other male with my red and blue eyes to comment on it. A touchy subject my accent. I move forth a bit coming up close to the other male in his own personal space and I say in a soft voice "Where is she?" A loud rumble above made me smile and lightening flashed across my eyes revealing the dacing devils that decided to lurk there. I growl softly as a voice whispers through to my mind but I ignore it best as I could and glare hard into this males orbs. SO he thinks he can master the devil, huh? That was fine. LEt him think what he wished. I knew the truth. No one could claim the master of all, or his son.

Black Frye

Well, it wasn't her fault that Whiten oise had let her become the alphess of these lands was it? He had really just gotten scared and offered her the position to save his worthless life. She hadn't gained as many painful injuries as Noise had either. In fact, she was plotting his death and Banes, if she had to kill the runt that was. She heard the howl and arrived not long after White Noise did. She arrived to the left side of Distubred and she gave a quiet growl to White Noise.

"Yes, he's the friend I was talking about. Now if you would leave us White Noise."

There were things to talk about with Disturbed, that needed to be discussed in private. Plots she had for future events.

White Noise

|Very well Black Frye. Oh and for the note I would like to met you later.|

He was an indian giver hard core and she was about to find out about it.

Black Frye

"Well, get going."

She said in a growl. After he was gone she turned back to Disturbed.

"As you can see, we have a slight problem here but there are ways to fix it."

The rain had made her fur slick and shiney. It also made it stick to her form quite nicely, herm uscles could be seen now but any battle scars were hidden beneath the obsidean stain.

D.isturbed

I chuckle darkly at the beautiful fatale and say softly "Problems can be fixed." My eyes flash once with inner anger as I stare about this beautiful land and I am filled with envy. I want this place for my own but I know this is Black Fyres home and hers alone. The rain was plastering my black pelt to my body but I had yet to actually feel the cold wetness of the tears from the sky. With my coat as it was it showed just how strong and massive I really was under all that fur. It was astonishing how one could be so large. Selective breeding and added legneds did that though.