Sorry if this is long but, please read the whole thing......
I got this idea in the car today. I wanna see how much I can get down before midnight. It's about Belle Aria and Narse the Black Dragon. Both are characters I rarely write about even though I love them both. I hope you enjoy. If you'd like a continuation then just tell me or comment. Enjoy ^_^.
The door creaked open as Belle pushed her way through the decaying archway. Darkness consumed the entire warehouse except a wide beam of light streaming down in to the middle of the seemingly endless room. She carefully brought herself in with the silence of a cat, all of her senses were focused preparing her for what ever the sadistic Narse could throw at her. Ever so cautiously she moved through the darkness toward the light, her hand gently placed on the hilt of her sword. She never uttered a word and her breaths were almost non-existent. Then, as though she were hit with a stream of ice, a feeling of total fear washed over her, stopping her inches from the light. Belle could feel something watching her. Something that was pure evil. Out of the shadows and in to the intense ring of light stepped Narse. His ornate sword gleamed brilliantly in the bright light. A great shadow was cast across his face, by his long gray hair, concealing his stony expression but, Belle could still feel his icy eyes locked on her. Though his hypnotic stare was seemed almost unbreakable Belle willed herself in to breaking eye contact just long enough to regain her composure and gaze back in to the blank face of death.
Narse waved his sword a bit with every swing casting an eerie shadow on to the dust covered floor. With the grace of a tiger Belle moved slowly toward him never blinking, keeping focus on his sword and occasionally move back to his invisible eyes. As she entered the ring almost immediately the two began to move along the edge. She drew her simple katana the three sets of bells jangled as she positioned the blade in front of her. They grape vined their way around the light several times till Narse spoke up.
"Why did you come?" he questioned "You do realize this could be an ambush?"
"Of course it could." Belle coolly replied a smirk forming at the ends of her lips. "Then, again I could care less. I came here to kill you and goddamn it, that is what I'm going to do..."
"Now why would you do that?" he asked his voice filled with a murderous calm.
"You sick FUCK!! How dare you even ask that you sadistic PRICK!" Belle shouted. "How dare you........ how....... dare...... you......" with that tears welled within her eyes but, she did not attempt to wipe them, she just allowed them to flow uninterrupted down her porcelain face.
If you want the fight scene half just tell me or comment and I'll gladly post it. Hope you enjoyed ^_^.
Have a great day.
The door creaked open as Belle pushed her way through the decaying archway. Darkness consumed the entire warehouse except a wide beam of light streaming down in to the middle of the seemingly endless room. She carefully brought herself in with the silence of a cat, all of her senses were focused preparing her for what ever the sadistic Narse could throw at her. Ever so cautiously she moved through the darkness toward the light, her hand gently placed on the hilt of her sword. She never uttered a word and her breaths were almost non-existent. Then, as though she were hit with a stream of ice, a feeling of total fear washed over her, stopping her inches from the light. Belle could feel something watching her. Something that was pure evil. Out of the shadows and in to the intense ring of light stepped Narse. His ornate sword gleamed brilliantly in the bright light. A great shadow was cast across his face, by his long gray hair, concealing his stony expression but, Belle could still feel his icy eyes locked on her. Though his hypnotic stare was seemed almost unbreakable Belle willed herself in to breaking eye contact just long enough to regain her composure and gaze back in to the blank face of death.
Narse waved his sword a bit with every swing casting an eerie shadow on to the dust covered floor. With the grace of a tiger Belle moved slowly toward him never blinking, keeping focus on his sword and occasionally move back to his invisible eyes. As she entered the ring almost immediately the two began to move along the edge. She drew her simple katana the three sets of bells jangled as she positioned the blade in front of her. They grape vined their way around the light several times till Narse spoke up.
"Why did you come?" he questioned "You do realize this could be an ambush?"
"Of course it could." Belle coolly replied a smirk forming at the ends of her lips. "Then, again I could care less. I came here to kill you and goddamn it, that is what I'm going to do..."
"Now why would you do that?" he asked his voice filled with a murderous calm.
"You sick FUCK!! How dare you even ask that you sadistic PRICK!" Belle shouted. "How dare you........ how....... dare...... you......" with that tears welled within her eyes but, she did not attempt to wipe them, she just allowed them to flow uninterrupted down her porcelain face.
If you want the fight scene half just tell me or comment and I'll gladly post it. Hope you enjoyed ^_^.
Have a great day.