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ASURA ARTIE (RP IC)

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My Children, this is the day in which the night sky falls to its feet. The serene air covering us from every direction, as if the serene air will continue to follow us and never leave our side.
To the boy with a parasol in his hands, said to himself while walking through town, "Such a peaceful night I've have been given." A smile went onto his face as he said the last couple of words he whispered into the air. This boy wasn't really that young. He was 18. We will get to that point why he is called boy. As the boy walked through the town, there were at least fifty or sixty people there. Many people in different shapes, sizes, color, and style. The boy once in awhile could hear people whisper things into the wind, but not enough to understand the words in which the people have whispered. But, there was this one person who he eyed the most. She was about 5 foot 8, and she was in a perfect average size. Pure white skin, but not enough to make it look like she was sick. No freckles, no pimples, no mistakes on her face and skin. But, something vexed him. Was it her eyes in which held two colors? Such beautiful colors. Her left eye green and right eye red. Dark Crimson red I shall say; Like the color of a rose. It was in Dexter Michigan.
The night was falling deeply as he went through town. The girl in which he spotted bumped
into his shoulder. Her posture with such suavity before she ran into him. His balance went off a little but not to the point where he fell. In the matter of fact, he stabled his balance as A strange laugh came out of her mouth; it was in a high pitched voice. So innocent. So soft. Who was she? He turned back and noticed her hair was in a ponytails off to the side that laid against
her shoulders. But thats not the part that caught his interest. It was the fact that her hair was
a bright purple color. Her skirt was dark red and was checkered styled. Lines where black for the outlining. A grunting noise came out of his mouth as he turned to follow. All this discourse around him was no longer normal talking. It was much, much more of a whisper. Everything was placid. Rain began to drizzle as he looked up while walking. A few seconds later he ignored the fact it was raining. The female for some reason... was... skipping? Skipping? Hmmm, that made the boy ponder. As the female went faster, so did he. He stayed not far behind but not too close so she wouldn't notice him. As his feet placidly went to her. He knew where she was taking
him, the catacombs; also known as, the cemetery. Side to side there were pillars, or metal spikes sticking up. Trees in the corner of this plot of land. Did someone pillage the outside of
the combs? Can bottles, potato chips, chocolate bars which he was tempted to eat, and more. As they entered, the female disappeared the moment the boy stepped forward once passed
the gates. He walked in and said, "Why, why this place?" He looked around and could feel no presence, as well as no sight of any human beings. Or other types of living things.
"Come My Child." A voice called out from no where. That sound. That sound rang in his head . He had heard it from someplace else as well. Perhaps that is true? The voice was calm in his mind, playing each note, pitch perfectly in his mind. The boy looked, tossed and turned with his eyes and saw nothing. A few steps forward he took as he walked passed the gates: Now, immediatly closing on him. I get the feeling whenever someone walks in from some place, the doors shut on then. "My Child? Who are you? Where are you?" The boy asked. He was far enough to be considered to be next a R.I.P Stone.
"Follow the sound of my voice... My Child..." She kept repeating the word 'Child'. The sound repetitivly played in his head once more.

"You're a nuisance! Who are you?" The boy asked with such rage. Fists now clenching, as well as his teeth grinding. If someone stopped time and stood next to him, you would see blood falling off from his teeth from all the presure.
"I am behind you." She replied. The boy looked behind him immediately after she said that. Now eye to eye to a strange female in which was sitting on one of the grave head, one of the R.I.P. Stones. She almost sat like 'Mr Prescious' from Lord of the Rings whenever he sirs it. spoke to him.
"Why, hello there. Seems.. you have spotted me..." His stomach turned when she said that. "Um.. Yes.." He said hesitating.
"You afraid boy?" Her lips smiling with every inch on her face.
"N-not.. exactly... Its just um.. Um.." He stuttered.
"Its what?" She shoved her face to his which made him fall onto the ground. "Tch!" He hit his butt onto the hard concrete. "Da heck?"
She smirked. "Hehe. You clumsy boy."
"Oh be quiet. You don't know me. You know what, I'm leaving." He got up and began to walk away but then realized a dog was biting his butt. He glared at her. "Is this your 'thing'?" He asked such in an intense accusatory manner.
She shook her head. "Nope. This one is mine." She pointed to her choker collar.
So apparently he never knew he had a collar. But why was she pointing to her collar?
The boy grabbed the dog by the neck. A few seconds later she spoke. "My child, my dog is not that. My dog, is on my neck."
His eyes widened. "W-what do you mean?" He asked.
Her choker collar barked. Yea, I said barked. You're probably thinking this is weird. Well, it is. "Um...THAT is not a dog! I don't know what it is, but its not a dog!"
"Yes it is silly!" She jumped down and laughed. "You silly creature! it is a dog! His name is Kero!"
The boy tilted his head still holding the dog in which bit him. "If this isn't yours, then whose is this?"
"It is not mine. For that mixed animal comes here often. But it is not mine." She kept walking closer to him as he was backing away.
"Stop! why are you coming close to me?" He dropped the dog on accident as the dog ran away. The dog ran away as if an apocalypse was chasing him.
"Silly child." She grabbed his hand and had his pointer finger basically pointing to herself. But before she did what she was going to do, he pulled away and ran.
"You can not run, for you can never leave me." An evil smirk came before her. You could tell she was in a calm stance.
Running, running, running he was doing. He was a fast cheetah. He ran like greased lightning. All the way home. He was out of breath by the time he entered his neighborhood. It was a dark night in where he was at. Only the lights of the street would shine bright. His feet paced until he reached a street light, having his side softly against the pole and his hands softly gripping it, while trying to catch his breath. After a few breaths, he leaned against the pole with his back, sliding all the way down until sat against it. "Who was that?" He asked himself in his mind.
"Well... My name Asura. Nice to meet you!" This voice spoke to him into his head...? I guess you could say that was a comment AND a question at the same time.
He winced and flinched at the same time. As if he was startled.
He went to get up fast and was still holding on to the pole. "Why are you here? Why do you come to me?" He asked furiously looking around still trying to find any sight of her.
"How are you talking to me?"
"I speak into my mind into yours. No one else can hear this except you. You have the gift to read my mind, if you listen that is. I must pay attention to your mind also.There is one thing I must tell you as well. If you scream my name in your mind or out loud, I automaticly hear it. Vice versa."
"But why?" He asked. "You don't know me or anything!"
"Eeeeeeee!" A noise came out of nowhere. He looked up. A skeleton thing came coming down with a chainsaw as if it was going to attack someone. He jumped outta the way. "The hell?" A word of the mouth slipped. The face of this skeleton was quite scary. The screeching sounding of the skeleton scared the boy. "What is that?" He whispered under his breath.
"That would be one of the living dead. Fight for your life."
"Fight for my life? I have nothing to fight with!" He said stuttering.
"Above." She said.
He did what he was told. He looked up and saw some silver light in the sky. He saw a handle and took the chance to grab it. The sword was grabbing his attention. As he took it he looked forward as he saw the skeleton coming at him. How in the world could the skeleton hold a chainsaw? Gross sounds came out of the monster as it slashed his chainsaw at the boy. He tried to duck but the monster slashed again except the good thing was that it hit his sword.
You could hear the clinging of the swords hit against each other. It would take him not even a second to defeat this beast. But, for some reason he did not want to fight it. He shook his head. He backed it off. He pushed the sword with the sword in his hand into the beast. The beast fell onto the ground. The chainsaw did not call to him, for the beast dropped it while in motion of falling.
----Sorry this isn't good. It was for school and had to be appropriate.
Trust me, it will get sooo much better. CHAPTER 2 ON IT'S WAY.---
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