Post by heishi on Sept 18, 2007 20:27:11 GMT 1
The night was dark as the moon and stars shinned over the large grave yard. A tall tomb with a stone cross and strange letter was in the center. All was silent...
the stone coffin suddenly started to open on it's own and a dark slender fingure with long jetblack hair started to rise from it. In it's hand was a seathed sword with a blue handle. He was wearing a long white dress with no sleeves and no shoes. The dress reached down past his knees and swayed lisghtly as he took a step into the moonlight, and gave a smile smile to the full moon..
Meanwhile, 3 teenagers were walking between the graves, their breath could be seen through the cold air. One of them held a flash light as the other followed closely.
"Dude, you sure this was a good idea? What if it was just a grave statue you saw and we're risking our lives for nothing!?" The first boy said.
"I'm telling I saw her! A girl singing in the moonlight and she had a huge samurai sowrd in her hand! It was so cool! And she had a beautiful voice..." The second said.
"But risking our lives aren't!" The last boy said.
The boy rolled his eyes as they ventured further into the grave yard until, the one in front stopped.
"Shh! .....do you hear that?"
They all stopped and listen and heard the sound of what sounded like a person singing opera in an alto voice. They began to folow the sound, further and further into the graveyard until they came to a tall tomb. In the moonlight, they could see a dark yet small figure sitting on top of it, singing to the sky, and holding the sword.
"Hello! Hey! I told you she was real!" The first boy said. The others just stood their in awe as the person stoped singing and looked at them. The figure jumped down and landed gently, their barefeet barely making a sound. "....hello...." They said cheerfully. "Hi...umm....wh-what are you doing out here?"
"Oh I'm just singing for the dead...."
The second boy walked up. "Well...aren't you cold?" The dark figure grinned baring their fangs as he put his hand on the the blue handle of the sword. "No....actually...I feel....thirsty..." He giggled as he pulled the sword from it's seath and pirce the boys heart. The last thing heard were the echoing screams of the young boys followed bya suddenly slash...then silence...
the stone coffin suddenly started to open on it's own and a dark slender fingure with long jetblack hair started to rise from it. In it's hand was a seathed sword with a blue handle. He was wearing a long white dress with no sleeves and no shoes. The dress reached down past his knees and swayed lisghtly as he took a step into the moonlight, and gave a smile smile to the full moon..
Meanwhile, 3 teenagers were walking between the graves, their breath could be seen through the cold air. One of them held a flash light as the other followed closely.
"Dude, you sure this was a good idea? What if it was just a grave statue you saw and we're risking our lives for nothing!?" The first boy said.
"I'm telling I saw her! A girl singing in the moonlight and she had a huge samurai sowrd in her hand! It was so cool! And she had a beautiful voice..." The second said.
"But risking our lives aren't!" The last boy said.
The boy rolled his eyes as they ventured further into the grave yard until, the one in front stopped.
"Shh! .....do you hear that?"
They all stopped and listen and heard the sound of what sounded like a person singing opera in an alto voice. They began to folow the sound, further and further into the graveyard until they came to a tall tomb. In the moonlight, they could see a dark yet small figure sitting on top of it, singing to the sky, and holding the sword.
"Hello! Hey! I told you she was real!" The first boy said. The others just stood their in awe as the person stoped singing and looked at them. The figure jumped down and landed gently, their barefeet barely making a sound. "....hello...." They said cheerfully. "Hi...umm....wh-what are you doing out here?"
"Oh I'm just singing for the dead...."
The second boy walked up. "Well...aren't you cold?" The dark figure grinned baring their fangs as he put his hand on the the blue handle of the sword. "No....actually...I feel....thirsty..." He giggled as he pulled the sword from it's seath and pirce the boys heart. The last thing heard were the echoing screams of the young boys followed bya suddenly slash...then silence...