Post by Nicholas Grey on Mar 27, 2008 10:44:30 GMT -5
The taste of freedom was laid upon the lips of Nicholas Grey. At last he was free from bondage, the bondage that had trapped him into one of the highest security jails in the area. He had killed several victims, from magic to brutal murder with his bare hands. He had become a hater of all who had love, a evil maniac in his own mind. He had traded away his goodness for an unstable hunger for power and a lust for everything the world had to offer. He was a son of deception. Yes, he had formerly been in the Shadows, but had quit when he tried to live a straight life. It had been once beautiful, but now that life with his perfect family was gone and revolting. His parents were in jail, his sisters were in hiding being accused of murder, and his brother was finished with a coma. He was alone.
And he had at last returned to his Master.
A smile curling onto his lips as he was freed from his shackles and chains, the wizard stepped out of his cell and reached for a wand that was on one of the slain security guards' belts. It was his old wand, confiscated and used by the Ministry workers for their own buisness. But his love had returned to him. He had heard a daze of voices, including that of his high Lord Scorpius's, and one of the fool Julian Forbes, but he did not care. He wanted revenge. He pointed his wand up to the air and shouted 'Accio knife!" Now where could his vessel of lovely blood be? A drawer opened from the broken officer's office and out came his precious knife. Licking the dried blood off his blade as he crept towards a Ministry worker's corpse, the bloodlust-filled convict howled while jumping up. Landing on the corpse, he stabbed it repeatedly, fresh blood trickling out of the punctured flesh.
He was doing evil, but it seemed so gentle and good to him. His very soul was pervertedly twisted. And he had no will to change it. For he was underneath his Master again.
A remaining security guard charged him and yelled out 'stupify!', but Nick was quick. Rolling to the side, he dodged the spell while hurling around. ""Imperio!" The weak-minded guard doubled over and then began to follow the will of Grey. Nick cackled manically as he bid the guard to come over. The guard obeyed unwillingly, turning pale as he knew what was to come. Knife flashed, and found it's way to the temple of the guards head.Nick licked a drop of the blood that had trickled from the victim's head, tasting it's salty goodness.
Then his Lord spoke.
Turning to his Almighty Highness Scorpius, Nick listened to the Great's speech. Pride surged through his veins as he roared in agreement. Going back to stabbing his victim's body, he smiled wickedly. It was a dream. Until one led the group through the Shadow Corridors, Grey would have all the time in the world to take his pleasure. Licking his hot sticky knife as if it was an ice cream cone, the twisted Shadow continued his killing spree.
And he had at last returned to his Master.
A smile curling onto his lips as he was freed from his shackles and chains, the wizard stepped out of his cell and reached for a wand that was on one of the slain security guards' belts. It was his old wand, confiscated and used by the Ministry workers for their own buisness. But his love had returned to him. He had heard a daze of voices, including that of his high Lord Scorpius's, and one of the fool Julian Forbes, but he did not care. He wanted revenge. He pointed his wand up to the air and shouted 'Accio knife!" Now where could his vessel of lovely blood be? A drawer opened from the broken officer's office and out came his precious knife. Licking the dried blood off his blade as he crept towards a Ministry worker's corpse, the bloodlust-filled convict howled while jumping up. Landing on the corpse, he stabbed it repeatedly, fresh blood trickling out of the punctured flesh.
He was doing evil, but it seemed so gentle and good to him. His very soul was pervertedly twisted. And he had no will to change it. For he was underneath his Master again.
A remaining security guard charged him and yelled out 'stupify!', but Nick was quick. Rolling to the side, he dodged the spell while hurling around. ""Imperio!" The weak-minded guard doubled over and then began to follow the will of Grey. Nick cackled manically as he bid the guard to come over. The guard obeyed unwillingly, turning pale as he knew what was to come. Knife flashed, and found it's way to the temple of the guards head.Nick licked a drop of the blood that had trickled from the victim's head, tasting it's salty goodness.
Then his Lord spoke.
Turning to his Almighty Highness Scorpius, Nick listened to the Great's speech. Pride surged through his veins as he roared in agreement. Going back to stabbing his victim's body, he smiled wickedly. It was a dream. Until one led the group through the Shadow Corridors, Grey would have all the time in the world to take his pleasure. Licking his hot sticky knife as if it was an ice cream cone, the twisted Shadow continued his killing spree.