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~Prologue~ (*)(V)

Okay, I couldn't help myself...  

Here's the prologue, but I'm warning you, it might take a little bit for me to put up the first chapter. 

Enjoy this creepy intro.... :{

~Prologue~ 

Detroit, Michigan is a dangerous place. Beautifully diverse, but dangerous. Especially at night, when shadows can slink and bend into your wildest nightmares. 

One such shadow creeps along the back of an alleyway, filtering in and out, between garbage cans, old junk, pieces of meat from the butcher's shop behind the alley, and up towards the third story window. Except it's not exactly a shadow... it's a silken blackness, like fine mist, that stalks up the wall of the ramshackle, abandoned warehouse. 

Inside, the shape dissolves, revealing a young man with young liquid crimson eyes, sharp cheekbones, and the beginnings of facial hair. He would appear almost ordinary except for his angelic appearance, sharp dagger in his hand, and his red eyes.  

He opens the creaky door, the March winds blazing the leaves across his shoes. He walks into a room, a large, lofty room, filled with furniture with its stuffing leaking out like intestines, smashed plates, faintly smeared blood on the wooden, rotting floors, and the rank smell of death. 

There's another figure in this forbidding room, and he is leaning against the large bay window window overlooking the city. As he turns around, the moonlight shines on his face, revealing startling similarities to the previous one: a chiseled, seraphic face, cut cheekbones, a lanky feline figure. This one, however, has amber eyes, sparkling studs in his ears, a ring through his right nostril, and clean-cut cheeks. 

"You appear happy, little brother." he says in an accented, song-like voice that rockets around the silent room like a loose cannon. "What news do you have for me, Archer?"

"The best. The girl is near, or so signaled Blaidd." says the younger brother, closing the creaky door behind him. 

With a graceful sigh, the elder brother falls upon a chair with serpentine elegance. "Ah. And what of her skills?"

There is a pause. Then, Archer replies, "She is all we will ever need, Videl." 

Videl blinks slowly, his amber eyes glistening, even in the darkness that is falling upon the city. Inspecting the multiple rings on his fingers, he says silkily, "I expect that she will be trouble. But Father warned us about it." He cocks his head. "Her skills come from those of the fallen Imeldi, the fallen monsters that dared interrupt her life. Vanquished beasts they are now, thanks to her and her motley companions. And now she is the only being in the universe with the substance we need."

Archer stands silent, looking down at the ground.

Meanwhile, Videl glances down towards the ground, where a body lays, cold and pale, a man's. Looking up unconcernedly, he raises his head back to his brother. 

"Father still warns that she will not come easily. She is guarded, and guarded well." says Archer, his forehead crinkling. He is trying very hard not to look at the man's corpse.

"Unfortunately, she will have no choice in the matter." Videl says in his hauntingly beautiful voice, the shadows of darkness throwing him into obscurity, save for his amber eyes.. "If she wishes to protect those she loves. The realms beyond meager earth ready themselves for what she will be able to give our kind." 

"Time is short, and not ready for rash action." 

Videl leans his head back against the chair lazily, like a leopard ready to spring."The human girl will come. And she will vanquish our enemies..."

Archer looks doubtful.

 "Or else," Videl adds softly as the moonlight shifts again, so that his stunningly perfect features are visible. He raises his finger to his full lips, his crimson finger, with a red liquid dripping down his hand. As his bloodied finger touches his tongue, he says in his evilly gently whisper, "Or else she will suffer like those who have failed us before."

When Videl throws his head back and laughs, the moonlight shines on his mouth, the crimson shimmering on his teeth like beads.

His fangs. 

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