Somewhere in ancient Japan...
A dark figure emerges from the shadows cloaked only in darkness, his weapon exposed, the blood of his victims dripping from it's blade. A creak in the floor alerts him of еще to come, he waits in the dark for his prey to come. They slide open the door only to be slaughtered. As he slays them he notices a girl out of the corner of his eye, standing there in absolute horror. He raised his blade ready to attack, but for some reason he held back. Him, a demon of the night, him, whose hands had been stained with the blood of many women and children, could not murder her. He looked into her eyes, and realized he couldn't move. Was it because he'd been exposed или because of some unknown force, but as he stood there, the blood of the corpse he'd just killed still dripping off the weapon, he couldn't take his sight off of her eyes. Something about her eyes that paralyzed him, so glassy and pure, the essence of innocence, but also terrified. He had managed to take his sight away from her only to realize he had paused for so long that the girl had run past him and reached to outside. He thought that surely one left alive isn't a threat. and he left.
..."What was that?" he thought as he headed back to his hideout,"Never have I experienced the sight of such innocence leaving a child's eyes. But, there seemed to be something more. Before Now, Nothing could stop me in my tracks like her stare"...
...In the morning he would awaken to learn the family he slaughtered, was no ordinary clan, but one of great power, in which he was advised to lay low...
...and in the midst of this information, his thoughts came to that night, and that girl, and what she'd done after she escaped him...
...the curiosity overwhelmed him, so he would find out the Далее day...
A dark figure emerges from the shadows cloaked only in darkness, his weapon exposed, the blood of his victims dripping from it's blade. A creak in the floor alerts him of еще to come, he waits in the dark for his prey to come. They slide open the door only to be slaughtered. As he slays them he notices a girl out of the corner of his eye, standing there in absolute horror. He raised his blade ready to attack, but for some reason he held back. Him, a demon of the night, him, whose hands had been stained with the blood of many women and children, could not murder her. He looked into her eyes, and realized he couldn't move. Was it because he'd been exposed или because of some unknown force, but as he stood there, the blood of the corpse he'd just killed still dripping off the weapon, he couldn't take his sight off of her eyes. Something about her eyes that paralyzed him, so glassy and pure, the essence of innocence, but also terrified. He had managed to take his sight away from her only to realize he had paused for so long that the girl had run past him and reached to outside. He thought that surely one left alive isn't a threat. and he left.
..."What was that?" he thought as he headed back to his hideout,"Never have I experienced the sight of such innocence leaving a child's eyes. But, there seemed to be something more. Before Now, Nothing could stop me in my tracks like her stare"...
...In the morning he would awaken to learn the family he slaughtered, was no ordinary clan, but one of great power, in which he was advised to lay low...
...and in the midst of this information, his thoughts came to that night, and that girl, and what she'd done after she escaped him...
...the curiosity overwhelmed him, so he would find out the Далее day...
Kyle:Krissa, it's ok, everything will be fine.
Krissa:No it won't!!!How can he do this to me!...how can he do this to us!
Me:He didn't...he did it to be happy.
Krissa looked at me with watery eyes, tears falling, dripping from her face.
Kyle:Kris, he is your father, but he just needs to Переместить on and live a happier life.
Me:Exactly, he never wanted to hurt Ты like this, he loves you, but he loves her, too.
Krissa:If he did Любовь me, he'd dump that barbie!
Kyle looked at me, I looked at him.
Kyle:She needs some time alone.
I nodded.
I hurt the thump sound of when Krissa jumps on her bed.
Me:Maybe she'll grow out of it in a few days...
Kyle:Or a few years...why is she so...upset of her dad getting married?
Me:Well, when she went to visit him, she was just there, he never told her.She got mad and came right back.
Kyle:Well that IS upsetting.
Me:No kidding.
Krissa:No it won't!!!How can he do this to me!...how can he do this to us!
Me:He didn't...he did it to be happy.
Krissa looked at me with watery eyes, tears falling, dripping from her face.
Kyle:Kris, he is your father, but he just needs to Переместить on and live a happier life.
Me:Exactly, he never wanted to hurt Ты like this, he loves you, but he loves her, too.
Krissa:If he did Любовь me, he'd dump that barbie!
Kyle looked at me, I looked at him.
Kyle:She needs some time alone.
I nodded.
I hurt the thump sound of when Krissa jumps on her bed.
Me:Maybe she'll grow out of it in a few days...
Kyle:Or a few years...why is she so...upset of her dad getting married?
Me:Well, when she went to visit him, she was just there, he never told her.She got mad and came right back.
Kyle:Well that IS upsetting.
Me:No kidding.
This is a story; my story. I am Damien Cole Demidov. My grandparents are full-blooded Russian. I am twenty-one years old, and I’ve been locked up in an asylum for four years.
I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.
I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.