A calm breeze blew through an empty, decrepit city, disrupting the stillness that had been there moments earlier. A lone figure stood atop a rusted Corvette, which, years ago, may have been worth something. Now, however, it was totally worthless.
The lone figure crouched down atop the car, too obscured by shadows to determine the gender. Piercing silver eyes seemed to glow within the darkness, the figure slowly creeping forward. One hand penetrated the light, five sharp claws positioned at the tips of five slender fingers. Steadily, the other hand was forced intot he light, all ten claws digging into the metal hood of the car.
Slowly, slowly, the rest of the arms appeared, skin bone white.
Suddenly, the figure lunged forwards, a terribly scarred male face rushing into the light, lips pulled back in a feral snarl to reveal sharp, elongated canines that were stained a faint red near the points. The figure landed on all fours and took off in a gallop, the bone-white figure licking his lips before he launched himself even further forward, a sharp scream piercing the air before being silenced by his fangs piercing the soft flesh of a young woman's neck.
The figure drank his fill, his blazing red hair falling over his shoulders. He jerked his head up as he heard footsteps, silver eyes narrowing as he let out a hiss. He quickly turned to dart off into the shadows as a tall male came into view, dark brown eyes narrowed and angry, his raven hair creating the illusion of a shadowy cape behind him.
"Liandus..." hissed the bone-white figure as the male knelt beside the body of the young woman, whose once vibrant hazel eyes were now dull and lifeless, her blonde hair creating a picture of an innocent life while her crimson blood signified the loss of that innocence. The dark-haired male held the woman close, gently stroking her hair before he slowly lowered her lifeless body onto the ground. He stood up slowly, raven hair hiding his face as he slowly reached behind him to grip the scarlet handle of a blade, pulling it from the sheath located on his back to slowly reveal the black blade of a feared weapon, a slayer of evil, protector of peace.
((Bluh I fail. x.x))
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