Knightblazer
Memories in the Rain
Man, I seem to be producing One shots now. Yup, another songish-fic thingy done by yours truly. And I'm proud to say that this is the first one that has NO MEW OR MEWTWO IN IT!!!! XDXDXD But I hope you'll enjoy it all the same. =) And forgive its shortnessness - as well as the entire format. ><; I know its rather annoying at times. ><; And this is for good ol' Halloween, people. So I wish you all a great Halloween. Be sure to get more treats! XDXDXD And I'd suggest you'd read this is the small window and in Dark-type skin- makes teh reading a whole lotta easier (and spookier!). ^^; And ummm.... credit for the italized parts (lyrcis) goes to Lord Landless band. ^^;
Also, this will be my new entry for the Legends and Myths One Shot contest. Link can be found Here.
It was raining.
Heavy, thundering drops of water rained down heavily onto the thick forest, loud splatters noisily ringing through the silent, eerie grassland. The soft, loamy soil of the earth was soon flooded, clumps of soft mud and earth slowly forming on the forest ground. Tonight, there were no sounds of the hooting Noctowl, nor the howling Mightyena or Houndoom. Only silence.
SPLASH!
The flooded path splashed loudly, the dark, greasy fur of a Mightyena’s paw abruptly thumping hard against the soft earth as it ran. Drops of blood trailed and dripped from its matted midnight fur as it ran without pause, it’s eyes in an expression of fear and terror. The wolf panted heavily as it continued its run, seemingly undaunted by the cuts and bruises all over its battered body. The Mightyena’s fangs glistened red as blood dripped down from the points, the swirling red seemingly brighter than the ivory white of its pearly fangs.
Slowly from the cascading trees, a huge shadowy figure appeared, the garnet depths of its eyes alit with the promise of bloodshed as its huge wings spread out in an amazing and terrifying display of jet-black shadows and the glistening of crimson blood. With a caw, the winged silhouette took off into the midnight skies. A flash of gold and red appeared briefly as the bird seemed to smirk as its blood-red gaze landed upon the running Mightyena.
The Mightyena continued its desperate flight, his pants growing faster and heavier now. Already it’s every muscle and nerve was crying out for blood, but the wolf denied this luxury; for the Devil Of The Hunt was after him, its eyes of blood seeking the same substance flowing through it. The rain continued to pound mercilessly upon the raven wolf, the cold starting to numb away the piercing pain in his ice-cold paws.
Crimson eyes widened when the wolf saw a familiar figure of its species before the Mightyena. Its pace instantly quickened, knowing that salvation was just a few meters ahead. But the wolf’s gladness immediately turned into shock when it saw the torn insides of the corpse before it, splatters of blood soaked deep into the icy skin. Whimpering, the Mightyena looked in horror at the massacre lying before the creature.
Paws trembled as the wolf looked in fear at the winged silhouette approaching. Desperate, the Mightyena looked all around him, only to find the entire area surrounded by the lifeless, dead corpses. Fear grabbed a hold of the hunter once again as he scrambled to a corner, huddling pitifully.
Ho-Oh’s crimson eyes gleamed in pleasure as he landed, mud and dirt splashing loudly as it landed heavily onto the ground. The wolf whimpered softly, his deep maroon eyes filled with fear. The wolf’s body trembled visibly all over as the fallen phoenix walked towards the hunter, a wicked smirk on its beak.
A yelp came from the wolf as the Phoenix brought down a mighty talon upon the fragile form of the Mightyena. Cracks were heard audibly as the huge impact fractured the creature’s once strong bones. The wolf struggled, but to no avail, for the golden talon had the wolf held down good. It could only scream in fear as Ho-Oh brought his deadly curved beak up, a Cheshire grin upon its face.
A loud scream echoed into the night as a hideous squelching sound was heard. Ho-Oh brought his head up and let out a shrill cry of triumph, crimson liquid splattered onto his golden beak as it glistened eerily under the sliver light from the full moon.
Knightblazer ;262;
Also, this will be my new entry for the Legends and Myths One Shot contest. Link can be found Here.
•| The Hunter and The Hunted |•
Time is the shade that is walking behind…
…Time are the footprints you will never find…
…Time is the voice that is calling your name…
I am the hunter.
You are the game.
You are the game.
It was raining.
Heavy, thundering drops of water rained down heavily onto the thick forest, loud splatters noisily ringing through the silent, eerie grassland. The soft, loamy soil of the earth was soon flooded, clumps of soft mud and earth slowly forming on the forest ground. Tonight, there were no sounds of the hooting Noctowl, nor the howling Mightyena or Houndoom. Only silence.
Yours were the hounds that will bark nevermore…
…yours was that horse that’s now dripping with gore…
…yours was the goshawk that ne’ermore will fly…
...Do you like hunting?
Well, so do I…
Well, so do I…
SPLASH!
The flooded path splashed loudly, the dark, greasy fur of a Mightyena’s paw abruptly thumping hard against the soft earth as it ran. Drops of blood trailed and dripped from its matted midnight fur as it ran without pause, it’s eyes in an expression of fear and terror. The wolf panted heavily as it continued its run, seemingly undaunted by the cuts and bruises all over its battered body. The Mightyena’s fangs glistened red as blood dripped down from the points, the swirling red seemingly brighter than the ivory white of its pearly fangs.
Time is the shade that is walking behind…
…Time are the footprints you will never find…
…I’ll keep you running until you’ve grown lame…
I am the hunter.
You are the game.
You are the game.
Slowly from the cascading trees, a huge shadowy figure appeared, the garnet depths of its eyes alit with the promise of bloodshed as its huge wings spread out in an amazing and terrifying display of jet-black shadows and the glistening of crimson blood. With a caw, the winged silhouette took off into the midnight skies. A flash of gold and red appeared briefly as the bird seemed to smirk as its blood-red gaze landed upon the running Mightyena.
Of my blood and my bones your castle is built…
… for I’m every creature that you’ve ever killed…
Of Hunting, you’ve taught me a lesson or two;
And well I did learn it, for now I hunt you.
And well I did learn it, for now I hunt you.
The Mightyena continued its desperate flight, his pants growing faster and heavier now. Already it’s every muscle and nerve was crying out for blood, but the wolf denied this luxury; for the Devil Of The Hunt was after him, its eyes of blood seeking the same substance flowing through it. The rain continued to pound mercilessly upon the raven wolf, the cold starting to numb away the piercing pain in his ice-cold paws.
Time is the shade that is walking behind…
…Time are the footprints you will never find…
…Time is the triumph and yours is the shame…
I am the hunter.
You are the game.
You are the game.
Crimson eyes widened when the wolf saw a familiar figure of its species before the Mightyena. Its pace instantly quickened, knowing that salvation was just a few meters ahead. But the wolf’s gladness immediately turned into shock when it saw the torn insides of the corpse before it, splatters of blood soaked deep into the icy skin. Whimpering, the Mightyena looked in horror at the massacre lying before the creature.
Your friends come to help you?
Well, I’m not your friend.
Well, I’m not your friend.
Paws trembled as the wolf looked in fear at the winged silhouette approaching. Desperate, the Mightyena looked all around him, only to find the entire area surrounded by the lifeless, dead corpses. Fear grabbed a hold of the hunter once again as he scrambled to a corner, huddling pitifully.
Time is like the forest that will ne’er end…
…Keep running, keep running, I’ll chase you around…
…for yours are the bones that will never be found.
Ho-Oh’s crimson eyes gleamed in pleasure as he landed, mud and dirt splashing loudly as it landed heavily onto the ground. The wolf whimpered softly, his deep maroon eyes filled with fear. The wolf’s body trembled visibly all over as the fallen phoenix walked towards the hunter, a wicked smirk on its beak.
Time is the shade that is walking behind…
…Time are the footsteps you will never find…
…try to out-run me, it is still the same…
A yelp came from the wolf as the Phoenix brought down a mighty talon upon the fragile form of the Mightyena. Cracks were heard audibly as the huge impact fractured the creature’s once strong bones. The wolf struggled, but to no avail, for the golden talon had the wolf held down good. It could only scream in fear as Ho-Oh brought his deadly curved beak up, a Cheshire grin upon its face.
For I am the hunter…
A loud scream echoed into the night as a hideous squelching sound was heard. Ho-Oh brought his head up and let out a shrill cry of triumph, crimson liquid splattered onto his golden beak as it glistened eerily under the sliver light from the full moon.
…and you are the prey.
Knightblazer ;262;
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I fond these lines while readin' an online comic (Blood Knight Ver 1.0, BTW) And just saw em'. They suonded quite nice, so I used them for this. Sorry, again. O.O;