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The forest laid cold and damp as the tree slightly moved in the distance. The sound of gunfire came across as it dissipated, then almost as if it had burst itself outward the trees in the far end of the forest's clearing began to move vigorously. As a monstrous roar came over the forest the trees moved even more vigorously, almost as if it were terrified of what was running through it. As the creature neared the clearing glimmers of light shined on it through the creeks between the treetops. As the creature ran into the clearing within the forest's center the sunlight shined it it revealing its true nature. Its mouth was large as its body, it teeth glimmered as blood seeped from its mouth drooling to the ground. It growled as it turned to view a shadow figure following it in the distance.
"Grr... COME OUT AND FIGHT ME HALF BLOOD!"
The creature demanded as it watched the shadow figure come closer then stop before the clearing. The creature watched as the figure took out two customized pistols and looked upon the creature.
"You should know better then to trample through that village Demon. Its hazardous to your health."
The figure aimed the two pistols at the creature as the creature growled.
"YOU ARE NOT THE ONE I AM AFTER! YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A HALF BLOOD TO ME SON OF MICHAEL!"
The figure looked at the creature as it took one step closer into the clearing allowing the sunlight to shine on its true form. It was a beautiful man standing at six-three, his muscles peered through his clothes almost as if they were trying to break out. His eyes almost a crystallized blue and his hair was long and black almost like a silhouette. He titled his head and grinned at the creature as he placed his guns down to his sides.
"Well now I know what you are Troll. Only a Troll Demon can sniff me out, now what are you doing here if you're not looking for me?"
The creature growled as it spoke to the man revealing its true cause to him. As the creature spoke the man's expression changed from a devious grin to a blank stare down.
"I WANT THE DAUGHTER OF AZARATH! HE HAS ORDERED ME TO BRING HER HOME! HE TOLD ME TO FIND HER BY FINDING YOU! ROMAN SON OF MICHAEL! DID YOU THINK HE'D ALLOW HIS DAUGHTER TO BE WITH THE LIKES OF YOU!"
Roman stared the creature down, he knew that if Azarath the Ruler of the Demons in the East Lands wanted 'her' it meant that he had something planned involving 'her'. As he thought about the idea he liked it even less, there was no way in Heaven or Hell that he would allow Azarath or any other Demon to get their hands on 'her'. He'd lay down his life to protect 'her', thats what he swore to do and thats what he would continue to do till his last dying breath.
"If you think I'm just gonna allow you to take 'her' you're wrong. But, if you want something I'll be more than happy to oblige. I'll give you another hole in the head."
The creature snarled as Roman fired, the creature dodges the bullet. Roman fires both his pistols as the creature runs around dodging every bullet, as Roman fires the last two shots he quickly tries to reload. As he loads the creature comes around and with one hand thrusts him away causing him to be thrown into a nearby tree trunk.
"Ah, dammit."
Roman places his hand on his lower back as his head tilts back in pain. He shakes off the pain as he reaches for a sawed off shot gun, but nothing is there. He quickly scans around to find the shot gun is near a rock formation between two large oaks.
"You have got to be kidding me!"
The creature laughs as it nears Roman, stalking him almost as a hunter stalks its prey. Before the creature reaches him an arrow flies out from the treetops and pierces the creature's shoulder. The creature lets out a paining wail and pulls the arrow out then raises it to its eyes in order to look at it. A grin peers through its mouth as Roman looks at it in fear, for he knew it had finally found what it was looking for.
"AH! THERE YOU ARE PRINCESS!"
It turns and sees a shadow figure in one of the treetops. Roman quickly moves grabbing the shot gun and hiding behind the rock formation. The creature watches as the figure launches at it from the shadows, as it struck the creature it catches the figure and tosses it to the side into the sunlight. The form of a beautiful woman in a black woven cloak laid on the ground. As she stood her golden brown hair peered from the sides of the cloaks hood, her eyes burning with rage as the beautiful hazel brown slowly turned to piercing red.
"YOU ARE COMING WITH ME PRINCESS KIERAH!"
The woman dodges as the creature reaches for her. She grabs one of Roman's pistols and a bullet cartridge then loads it quickly before firing off a few rounds before hiding behind the rock formation.
"The hell you are!"
As she lands behind the rock formation Roman looks at her as she hands him the pistol. He looks at her as she lays her back against one of the boulders.
"What the hell are you doing here Kie I had it under control!?"
She looks at him and giggles a bit as she tussles his hair.
"Oh, what part was that? The part where you missed every shot or the part where you got your a** thrown into a tree?"
Roman looks at her and rolls his eyes, he knew she was going to poke fun at him missing the creature and him getting thrown into that tree. He was just hoping she would wait until they were not in danger first.
"Hey! My father's not the one that sent the Troll!"
Kierah looks at him and laughs as Roman takes the shot gun off safety.
"No, your father's the one that tried to kill us last month! Besides, my father's not the one that cost us our home dumbass!"
Roman tilted his head back resting it on a boulder as Kierah finished. He remembered the hell Michael put them through the month before but he did manage to find them a new home away from both the West Lands and the East.
"Can we please talk about this when there isn't a ten foot Troll trying to capture you!?"
Kierah pulls a pair of sais from her boots and grins at Roman.
"Sure honey, on three."
Roman hated it when she counted down, it always led to a plan he wasn't in on that he had to figure out by the count of three or one. Today was no different, he loved her with his whole being but every time she counted down it put her in danger and him in trouble.
"THREE!"
Both of them shot out from each side of the formation, Roman tried to line up a shot as Kierah launched at it with her sais. Before Roman could fire Kierah notices where he's aiming.
"ROMAN ITS A TROLL AIM FOR THE EYES!"
Roman looks at Kierah and lowers his head then shakes it as he reaims. Kierah gets the creature in position as she fends it off keeping it at a distance so it couldn't touch her.
"Ready!"
Kierah leaps away from the creature and lands beside Roman.
"NOW!"
Roman fires as Kierah turns her head and covers her ears. He watched as the top half of the creature's head blew away from its body. Roman places the shot gun back on safety as Kierah walks up to the creature.
"Look out babe. *Roman sets it on fire* It shouldn't be able to lead others here with it's stench that way."
Kierah put her sais away as Roman found and picked up his other pistol. As he put it away Kierah began to walk towards the south end of the forest. As he caught up to her, he couldn't help but wonder why Azarath would want her brought to him.
"That thing came looking for you. It said that your father wanted you. Why would that b*****d be after you?"
Kierah stopped and turned to Roman, she knew he'd be worried about the situation. He always worried about her when it came to something Azarath wanted.
"Don't worry about it. Whatever it is we'll see it through but we'll cross that bridge when we get there."
The two of them walked out of the forest and headed towards a broken down brick house with a steel door and barred windows. Roman stopped as Kierah neared the house, he couldn't help thinking that this wasn't the life he wanted for them. A month ago his father Michael leader of the Angels in the West Lands sent a handful of Heffalumps after them that cost them their home. It angered him that his father tried to kill the woman he loves, even if Michael thought it was the only thing standing between the two of them Roman would never forgive his father for his trespasses. Now, he and Kierah are forced to live in a broken down home between the human villages Salvation and Lunar. He knew how much Kierah hated living near humans cause they never stopped asking for help. Though he knew the reason she hated humans was because they never left Half Bloods alone they had Mutants living within the villages but they liked thier kind for what Mutants called 'hard jobs', it constantly angered Kierah. It got a lot worse when the humans found out where they were living. They came at all hours of the day until Kierah snapped at them, threatening the next human come to their home would be beaten to death then eaten the humans stopped coming. Now they sent carrier birds to the house with messages needing their assistance. It was harder living here but it kept them safe from the Demons of the East Lands and the Angels in the West. This was how it was to be until the two factions were wiped from existence, but for now the took everything day by day. Roman looked up at the sky and saw the sun setting in the West Lands over the Angels, over his father. He wanted to watch it set completely until Kierah came to the front porch and turned to see him in the middle of the field to their home.
"ROMAN, NIGHTFALLS COMING AND I DON'T FEEL LIKE DRAWING IN LYCANS AND DEATHDEALERS NOW GET INSIDE!"
Roman looks at her then remembers the dangers of living close to human villages. The savage creatures left by Demons were throughout the North and South Lands, they fed on anything they found in the night even each other. He rushed to the house and went inside as nightfall came and they heard a Lycan howl as Roman closed the door.