Natsunaine
Your Friendly Neighborhood Lurker
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#19
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As he sat alone quietly in his room, The sound of feet caught Tristan's ear, But before he could even look up the being's voice filled the air. "You are pathetic, Look at you.. Hunched over like a broken toy.. You should be just disposed of, How dare you even think of him while you whimper like a coward." Tristan didn't have to look up, he clutched the crest around his neck tightly and mumbled the beings name, Small tears dropped from his eyes as he looked up to see a wing digimon leaning against his wall holding it's legendary spirit whip. "Baalmon.. Of what do I owe the pleasure of your visit? Last I heard you were leading the rebellion against Lucemon."
The digimon chuckled and walked with heavy foot steps toward the closed door grabbing Tristan's sword and tossing it to him. "You are the leader of the Dark army, You disgrace the light warriors of old, You disgrace me and my rebellion, And worst of all you disgrace your old partner to whom we all looked up too.. Even you Tristan.. I have come for your head, and the one of the female you now harbor, Now draw your weapon and fight me.." Tristan stood up clutching the hilt of his sword tightly in his hand, The air was still stale, The entire house filled with an ominous intense feeling. "I will not fight you Baalmon, I have told you this before.."
The Digimon chuckled ripping an amulet from his neck. " I never said I was giving you a choice." Tristan's eyes widened as the amulet began to glow as the digimon threw it in the air and whispered. "Guiltish"... It was then the amulet split into several different bullet shaped projectiles and flew at a face pace towards Tristan, out of reflex he quickly raised his blade and deflected them through the floor below. " I will not fight you Baalmon." The Digimon smirked and simply muttered the evil hearted and mean words "If, you will not fight me, Then I will go dispose of the girl." The digimon phased through the floor boards to what was the kitchen and stared angrily at the girl. "Prepare yourself to die.."
"Cause I've been falling apart in the pouring rain"
"I'm waging war on myself. A captive causality"
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"Traded a merciful heart for a murderer�s brain
But now I curse what's in my head
Because I can't stop seeing red"
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Posted 06-02-2013, 04:04 AM
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