Dragonfire

So. Assuming that I will post often, this should be good. XD Here I will post interesting things... Probably revolving around writing, anime, and video games. If ya have any questions for me, I'll try my best to answer them. :3 Particularly about art or RPing. <3 For the sake of your sanity of reading this... I'll include and RP snippet just for fun (and to try and get you to RP with me! XD Hahah. Let's call it shameless self advertising). However, that being said, please refer yourself to my website before you do anything crazy. Also, I will include a random picture for you to gaze at in wonder. :O Omg. I know. Shocking, isn't it? And as a bonus, you get an update on my life. 8D Yay.

News:
Grad Commencement was yesterday. x_x I am super tired from it. This is going to be a busy week. A busy... Busy week. *sighs* Tomorrow, I have my final band concert and then on Friday we have Grad banquet. Eeek. It's all very exciting, but all very tiring. On top of that, we have 14 days left of school! Heheh. Been counting down. (As if you could not already tell.) So there is yet another thing to stress on. x_x Exams. Joy. Oh well. At least this is the last time I'll have to go through it, eh? :P

Other than that, don't really have anything interesting to say today. Will keep you updated though, as I am sure you just LOVE hearing about my interesting life. (Yeah, right.)

Anyways, jya mata ne~

RP Snippet:

(From my RP, 'The Core of Eternity' with Sky.

This one is posted by me. It's my intro. ^_^')

"When in darkness falls
The hopes and dreams of man shall crawl
Whence destiny comes but always fails
'Cross the lands, painful wails
When in darkness falls

Deathly flames consume thine soul
Reveal the emptiness of God's Shoal
Shards of glass from a lonely window
Souls float by, shall forever flow
When in darkness falls

Victory on featherless wings gleams
But in turn shall bare broken dreams
Seek the life found in death
Only then shall ye find peace
When in darkness falls."

Out of the darkness came a voice, muttering and fumbling over the words written on the stone tablet before him. "Damnit!" The yellow-eyed boy cursed and hurled the object to the far corner of the cave. Clearly frustrated, the boy with the black and spikey hair crossed his arms haughtily and glared seethingly into the corner the stone tablet now lay. "All this time... Wasted!" He said bitterly and turned his back on it.

The loud firing of guns outside brought Veradis out of his stubborn state and back to the situation he was currently in... Which happened to be quite dangerous. It angered him. Here he was, risking his very life to try and save the world, and all he got for all his toil was this dumb rock with a stupid and confusing poem written upon it. Years he had spent trying to find it seemed utterly mispent as his eyes drifted back to the stone in the corner. Wasn't this thing supposed to help him? All it did was confuse the living hell out of him.

Another gunshot. Veradis gulped and edged quietly towards the tablet. "We know you are in there!" A strong voice came from the outside and stung him like a bee. Veradis flinched, picking up the stone tablet and stuffing it into the bag attatched to his waist. "Come out with your hands up!" A light flashed into the cave. Out of all the things that could have survived the apocolypse, why did flashlights have to be one of them?

With a sharp intake of breath, Veradis grit his teeth and charged headlong out of the cave. The world before him was dry and barren. The fires and meteors had flattened most the world, leaving red soil and dark skies. One would think it to be Mars if they did not know that the planet beneath their feet was, in fact, formerly Earth.

"There he is!" The uniformed man shouted as the short boy dashed from the cave and started to make his way towards the ruined city in the near-distance. "Don't just stand there! Take him out!" The one who seemed to be in charge shouted as they ran after him. Huffing, Veradis turned his head to look at his pursuers. He hated them. Hated the way that their blue and white spandex uniforms proclaimed 'For the greater good!' on them. Hated the way that the glare of the faceshield and helmet made him unable to see their eyes.

Bullets flew past his shoulders as he ran, and Veradis expertly swished and dodged around them, twin red-scarf ends tailing behind him. A slight smirked passed across his lips. How long had they been trying to catch him now? For as long as he could remember, he expected. And they had never succeeded once in actually catching him. How pitiful.

A louder bang was heard as a metallic claw attatched to a chain shot towards him and wrapped around his ankles, tripping him. The world seemed to slow down as he fell, bag flying off of his belt and landing a few feet away from him. He turned himself over to see the uniformed men stand over him, he could see their lips curve into a smile and feel their smug gaze upon him. He could look at them no longer, he snapped his eyes shut and turned his head away. He could sense the throb of a mild headache starting within his head... And immediately, he was brought back to that fateful night that both his life, and the world ended.

~*~Flashback~*~

"MOM! Veradis won't let me have the chair!" Kiela pouted, running towards her parents with childish tears falling down her cheeks. Her mother sighed and lifted her gaze to a smug Veradis, age 6, sitting in a very comfortable-looking recliner. "Can't you just share...?" She asked mildly, looking back down at Kiela, who shook her head vigorously. "Now, now..." Koushiro entered the room from the kitchen just in time to see Veradis stick out his tongue triumphantly at his sister. He chuckled. "Supper time." A change of subject seemed to be just the right medicine, for both the children shot up and ran into the kitchen to retrieve their supper. Astia rolled her eyes and watched her children begin to cram the food into their greedy mouths. "Not so fast...!" She muttered as she followed them into the kitchen.

Not long after, there came a knock at the door. Koushiro got up to answer. His eyes widened ten-fold as three, black-cloaked figures stood before him, hoods creating shadows upon their faces to which he could not see through. "C-can I help you?" He asked meekly, not liking the look of these people at all. Astia, hearing the tone of her husband's voice came out of the kitchen to see what was the matter. She stopped short of the door once she saw who was at it. Veradis and Kiela soon followed them out, looking upon the figures as if they were not out of the ordinary at all.

Without a word, they pushed Koushiro back forcefully and entered the house, closing the door behind them. "W-what is the meaning of this!?" Koushiro got up with Astia's help and they ushered their children into the back of the room. "Are you sure it is here?" A clearly female voice came from the shortest of the hooded figures. "If it'twasn't, we wouldn't be here, would we?" The second, taller man asked with a snide tone, looking towards the most brawny of the three, who also appeared to be the leader.

"Of course it is. I will check the bedroom." A silky, yet malevolent voice came from the larger man as he turned and headed for the aformentioned room. He paused at the threshold and looked over his shoulder. Veradis remembered seeing the glint of a toxic-green eye behind the shadows. "In the meantime... You can have some 'fun' with these vermin." He said before disappearing down the hall. The other two nodded, seeming pleased. The dumbfounded family stood there for but a moment before Koushiro stepped forward. "You will not touch them!" He seethed before the tall one drew a gun and shot him in the head. He fell to the ground, finding immediate death. "Any other complaints?" He asked, looking at Astia, who screamed lurched forward to take her husbands bloody head into her lap.

Veradis just stared incomprehensively at the scene as his sister broke out into wild sobs. What was happening? Was this even real? He was wondered when he would awaken from this most horrible of nightmares. But that comfort did not come. He felt bitter tears sting his eyes as he too stepped forward.

The female stepped forward and dragged the mother back by the hair despite Kiela's clutching hands. Veradis moved foward to pull his sister off the dead body of his father. He now had to be strong. For Kiela. "Le'ssee..." The tall man grinned, leaning forward to take a good look at the kids. He smelled of alchohol and cigarettes. "Ah. I know. Tashika, lend the boy one of your knives." The man said, straightening up again. The girl now identified as Tashika seemed puzzled, but withdrew a gleaming white dagger from her belt; it had a symbol of a black crescent moon on the blade. She tossed it to the floor in front of Veradis.

"Now then..." The man aimed his gun at Kiela. "If you do not take that dagger and kill your dear mum, I'mma paint the walls with her brains." He said gleefully, as if it were a game. Veradis looked in shock at his mom who shook her head and began to sob. "NO! Don't do it, Veradis!" She pleaded, though it was not for her sake... It was for what it would do to his mental health.

"You think I am bluffin'? I'll shoot 'er." The man said, coughing once before her prepared to pull the trigger. Tashika just watched in silence as Veradis took the dagger from the ground and moved past his sister and knelt in front of his hysteric mother. "Please... No..." She whispered, looking into her son's tear-filled eyes.

Veradis said nothing. It was as if every fibre of his being was screaming. With an almost zombie-like motion, he plunged the dagger into her chest. The warm life's blood of Astia poured onto his hands... Splattered onto his face. His tears ran dry. Nothing but hiccups and racking breaths. Kiela was speechless for long moments before she screamed and wailed uncoherently. "Fantastic!" The tall man clapped as if for a play that had just ended. Tashika just chuckled and looked over her shoulder as their leader emerged from the bedroom in a fit of anger.

"It's NOT there!" He spat, coming back into the room and ignoring the scene before him as if it was not even happening. "Eh?" The tall man turned as the leader charged towards the children and lifted them by their collars. "We're done here! I am sure they know where it is. We can just take them with us. We have no time to loiter here." He seethed. Tashika and the tall man looked at each other and shrugged. "Whateva." They muttered, and without a second glance, they left the small apartment in downtown Seattle.

~*~*~*~

"See ya later, kid!" The voice of his assailant brought Veradis back to reality. That had been 9 years ago. Another gunshot. Veradis' head snapped back with a deathly glare to look up at him. The bullet stopped an inch from his face. "..." Without moving a finger, Veradis shot the bullet directly into the man's shoulder. "GAH!" The man staggered backwards, his eyes drifting to the eternally blackened scar underneath Veradis' left eye. It was in the shape of an upside-down cross. "Y-you...!" Veradis stood up, scarfs fluttered behind him even though no wind blew.

Without another word, Veradis lifted his red-gloved hand towards the man's face, his own face devoid of all emotion except hatred. "Indeed. Goodbye." His cold voice split the now silent air like a knife. The man screamed in pain and fell to the ground, writhing as his limbs were ripped away from his body. "What the fuck!?" His commrade charged forward to tackle Veradis. He looked over his shoulder at him and the next second, the man's head exploded, pieces of his skull flying everywhere.

Veradis went to pick up his small pack and did not cast so much as a glance over his shoulder as he headed into the city that was once known as New York. He sighed as he dropped down behind a fallen skyscraper, sitting on a tattered piece of cloth that he deemed his bedroll. He let the bag slip from his grasp. He put a hand to his forehead and closed his eyes. "How..." He murmured. "How has it come to this...?" He asked the silent, dark night as a single tear slid down his cheek.

Random Picture! 8D:

Omg! It's L! :D