Ok,so-like I said I’d eventually get around to the final copy of Izake..and guess what guys?I did,I did!
Here’s the faahinal copy,at little better
Here’s a little Eurose love for ya’ll(random,but ok)
By the way..this is the two when they’re older..fangs?Oh no,guys..that means something might happen to Izake..
Here we go..Chapter 2..^^
_The Darkness_
2
Izake trudged along the civilian traffic,only glancing at the the marketers,bellowing out their sales for the day,one time only.Pathetic,they do the same thing everyday…liars and cheapskapes..hmph,sounds like the gang from yesterday..This gang was only known as the Roofe,a minor gang made up of orphaned teens that knew nothing of fighting..they just assumed they did because they carried knives.The Roofe usually were known for minor theft-stealing only cakes and fruits from stands-and ocassionally for murder.Unfortunatly,these days,just about anyone could get away for murder unless it was the killing of a high official or a Knight.The Relyfian Empire thought nothing of it mostly because,belived only by Izake and a couple of others,they killed often themselves.Izake was aware of it because his own parents were slaughtered by the Relyfian Sachver Krase(the judge of Relyfe-second highest in class to the Emperor)out of spite for his father.Izake wasn’t sure why Krase hated his father so much,obviously his father had done something wrong..but what?
Suddenly,a plump,fat man wobbled by Izake yelling,”All bow down,the Sachver Krase is approaching!”
Almost everyone around Izake suddenly knelt to the cobblestone,their heads touching the ground.Izake bowed,too-reluctantly.He raised his eyes to look around him and there,not twenty feet in front of his face,was the Relyfian Sachver Krase-dressed in a gold robe with black stripes slithering around it.He stood,his skin glimmering in the sunlight like diamonds were hidden underneath his perfectly pale skin.His icey black eyes darted around the streets filled with bowing followers.Two Knights stood on each side of him,their thick,white armor reflecting the sunlight onto Krase’s matched skin.His jet black hair,slightly long and extremely spiked,flowed with the humid air current.He closed his narrowed eyes and smiled.
“Hello,citizens of Relyfe..I have esposed myself to you today only to say one thing..”Krase boomed with his eyes still shut.
They then shot back open with burning intensity,and just staring at them made Izake cringe.
”This…is the day that Emperor Roctave…,”he started-pointing to the immensely huge Relyfe Castle,”Dies…”
At that moment,the icey words itched up all of the citizens bowing before him’s back.That same moment,he smiled widely-exposing pale,white fangs crawling down his lips.Twelve figures,robed and hooded in white,swashed around Krase-all of them wielding swords with white blades.Krase’s smile widened.He raised his hand in front of his face,and in an instant the figures erupted backwards,crashing into the cobblestone and stands.People started standing,running in panic.Izake stood his ground.What the hell?!
Krase’s blazing eyes met with Izake’s..and it was if time had stopped at that point..Izake’s blue-green eyes flickered with anger.He shut his own lids,and opened them-violently blazing with hate.His fists rolled into a compressed ball.The moment shattered as he sprung off the cobblestone and flew through the air,aiming towards Krase.He had no thought…it was instinct..an instinct of pure hatred.He motioned his fist back and thrust it forward,smashing directly into Krase’s perfect face.Krase’s head tilted to the right,leaving a crunching sound behind it.Izake still grazed along in the air,held up by his fist planted on Krase’s face.He saw Krase smile as blood drooled down his lips.His hand flung up to Izake’s-and in an instant,Izake was sunk into the ground-leaving cobblestone flinging through the air.Izake’s eyes drifted at the figure of Krase slowly stalking toawrds Izake’s limp body.Krase threw Izake into the air and caught him by his once pale hand that was now a thorned claw.The claw drove itself into Izake’s chest,the blood spraying around it.Izake screamed in pain.
“You…are just as arrogant as your father…and so,like him-you will be killed.”
Krase’s smirk quickly turned into a wide smile,baring extending,pale fangs.A tear rolled down Izake’s horrified face.Father…and with that last thought,Krase flung his fangs into Izake’s neck,leaving the blood itch its way down his shoulder and finally dropping to the ground-Pink,Pink,Pink….Izake heard as his blood hit the cobblestone..but it was not enough of a sound to overcome the horrifying growls of the thirsy vampire lapping into his blood..
Ok,so this is my first post of Drawings In the Dressing..after many a days of a complicated camera complication I’ve finally started posting my cruddy drawing for your humor,so..here’s the first rough draft of your friendly neighborhood vampire,Izake(in my story,of course).
(Izake bookmark ^^)
Of course,a “rough draft”..I’ll get to the final drawing later,then post it ^^..
Ok,so (may not be that dissapointing) I haven’t been able to post my drawings yet,so in return I’ll post the first preview of The Darkness-my anime(this is the begining of the first chapter)in story form.Don’t be afraid to critisize or leave a comment of suggestion.(WARNING-MAY STILL SUCK)So…here we go
_The_
_Darkness_
1
The sweet,homely scent of Summer shivered through his nostrils.The wind calmly brushed past his face,the grass fluttering under his relaxed body.The puffy clouds slithered gracefully across the deep blue sky,the sun glinting brightly.His white,somewhat spikey hair swashed gently with the current of the air.His thin,cotton shirt and his baggy,leather shorts flowing with it.His head resting on his arms,folded loosely on the shifting grass.The sun reflected onto his tanned,peach skin,tightly fitting on his exposed bones.His blue-green,slightly closed eyes drifted with the clouds,relaxingly staring at the beautiful painting in front of him.He smiled,Even though it’s a twisted world..it’s also utterly beautiful…I love it….
“Izake!!”
Izake lifted his head and looked over the hill that he lay on.A thin boy,wearing an orange,leather jacket,zipped almost all the way up to his neck,and brown,leather shorts stumbled up the hill as he called Izake’s name.Izake reluctantly stood up and grumbled,”What is it,Midath?”Midath wheezed and took a slight pause to get his breath back.”I-it’s…it’s Eurous..He’s in trouble,we have to hurry!”Midath studdered as he supported himself on his hands and knees.”Eurous?!What’s the matter with him?!”Izake questioned intenly.”Just,follow me-I’ll explain on the way..”
”What?!” Izake bellowed as he sprinted down the grassy hills,the dirt flying beneath his weathered,black,canvas shoes.”Yeah,I know-I’d tried to stop them…but there was too many of them-Eurous just told me to find you-so I did..I don’t know what his condition is now..”Midath said disapointingly.Izake just nodded.”I know Eurous can take it-he’ll last..at least ’till we get there.”
A boy,about twelve,flew backwards-his face perched-extremely red and purple.He slammed against the ground,his head bouncing from the ground and knocking back into it.In front of him,three teenagers,dressed in black,leather jackets and shorts-with chains wrapped around their arms.They all looked similar,short,red hair and orange skin.The one,the leader,that had hit him laughed harshly.”I told you-give me your gold and I won’t kill you but..you just keep refusing to hand it over..Either you be dead or alive-I’m getting your gold…”he chuckled.Eurous just frowned.”I’m…I’m not handing over anything-especially to you!”he studdered as he desperately tried to rise.The leader’s brown eyes widened.His face became furious.He pelted towards the crumpled Eurous.”Argh,you stupid-…..DIE!”he screamed as he drew a glistening knife.
A ringing sound emphisized through the air as the leader’s knife flew and spun through the air and sank into the dirt.The leader shook violently as his surprised face stared intently at the boy in front of him,holding his wrist,with a huge grin on his face.”You mind leavin’ my friend alone?”Izake said with a sneer.The leader still shook..”W-whaat?!” Izake continued to grin.”Hmph…now,let’s get to it..”he said as he thrust his fist right into the leader’s stomach.The leader flew back,mouth agape.He slid across the ground violently.The two other rushed towards Izake,themselves holding knives.Izake twisted around,holding his palms out,slicing both of their chests with them.They twirled backwards-landing face first into the ground.”You okay,Eurous?”asked Izake as he tilted his head to Eurous.”Yeah…almost came too late.”Eurous said with a grin.
Relifous-a beautiful city with its huge,white,marble castles and buildings scrunched up into black,cobblestone streets.Children and orphans alike played in the plazas and streets with the thought of becoming a Knight of Relyfe filling their heads.A whole other world seperated from the rest…an island floating on the sky.A dreamland.Everyone considers it to be that,as do three boys browsing across the streets.”How did you get to be that strong,Izake?”Eurous asked with real question in his words.Izake just smiled and looked over to Eurous and Midath.”I try to get stronger to protect this world……this world of sorrow…..this world of hate….this of world of lies….this world of darkness……..this world….that I love.”
