[IC] [Dead]

[Riven Wight]

Prologue Post

Arcane words echoed softly through the cold, empty space between worlds, penetrating the semi-unconsciousness of the monster locked within. The whispers reverberated around its skull, pecking at its mostly dormant brain, urging it to awaken. The chant grew louder as the spell's caster continued, shattering the once complete silence of the darkness. From within the depths of the eternal night, something rustled as feeling began to flow back into the prisoner’s body. Slowly, something began to take form in the depths. Blacker than the space around it, a form hunched up. It straightened, its outline almost human. Lifting its face upward, it let out a roar of pain that soon shifted into menacingly triumphant laughter. Taking in a deep breath as if it had not done so since the beginning of time, it released it as it lowered its head so its chin nearly rested on its chest. As the chanting neared its finish, the figure opened its glowing red eyes, and a malicious smile spread over its face, displaying its mouth-full of pointed teeth. “Freedom,” it whispered, its gravelly voice masculine. Raising its arms to the side, the figure shot upward as a thin crack of light formed above him, the sound shaking the very core of the worlds as his form lifted toward freedom--toward the world he once called his.

[Darkwukong]

(i am assuming this part is my turn?) London was covered in a layer of snow, the sunlight was bouncing in all direction as the carpet of white reflected the sun's rays. Michael watched as the steam of his breath faded away, cars slowly passing by trying not to slip and slide on the slurry that defiled the roads, it had been a long day at work with a rather awkward situation. Another student quit, bumped into Alicia again... and still no word from the record label. Michael's eyes seemed lost, carried by dark bags that loomed over his cheeks. He fumbled around in his pocket trying to locate the cold keys, eventually pulling them out and sliding the front door key into the lock. Once inside Michael stripped down and jumped into the shower, he was bothered by the freezing cold water at first but slowly enjoyed the shower as the water gradually warmed up. He got dressed into his casual wear and headed straight out again, leaving the mess of his miserable day behind him. He had spent hours drinking at the local bar, on his way home he almost gave in and bought a packet of cigarettes, but even the drunk Michael knew that he was giving up. He found himself slipping and sliding all over the place, his balance was terrible after everything he had been drinking. There was an inner feeling in his gut that something terrible was about to happen, he looked around unaware if anyone was watching him and then slowly stumbled into the alleyway. "urghh.. what's this feeling?" he mumbled slowly, his speech slightly impaired from the alcohol, not long after he found himself throwing up. He sat there in the alley, head in his hands staring at the pitch black shadows caste along the ground by the street lights. His mind went hazy, he started to drift away but his eyes were wide open and he felt like he was still in his body. It was an odd sensation that did not last long, he knew he had to go home but he didn't quite know what to do. Trying to stand up he slowly stumbled forwards, there wasn't to far to go until he was home so step by step he stumbled home.

[Riven Wight]

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[Darkwukong]

Once home Michael spent an hour in his bathroom, getting the alcohol in his stomach out of his system. Eventually he crawled out of his bathroom and into the kitchen and started to make a sandwich due to his intoxication it took a lot longer than he thought it would but he successfully made a sandwich in the end of it. Whiles chowing down on the sandwich he flicked on the TV, "Crime rates risen by 9% since February 2014, what exactly is happening to the law in London?" Michael ignored the news and just watched the TV flicker as he changed channels, the sun was slowly rising outside illuminating the buildings on the horizon. The weekend had finally arrived mean Michael could get over his hangover and start wondering around town again shopping for necessities. After finishing his food he slumped into bed feeling light headed and a bit groggy and dozed off.

[Riven Wight]

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[Darkwukong]

In the morning Michael made breakfast and took a few pills to try and soften his headache, he hoped to go into town that day to buy some more clothes. Outside was rather sunny again, though Michael felt today was going to be a rather daunting day and something seemed out of place. He stripped down and got into the shower, the steam heating his skin as it got caught in the small glass box. Once he was freshener up he put clean clothes on and sprayed one cologne over himself, finally leaving with his wallet an keys. Once in town he stopped by a few stores buying some jackets, jeans and some shirts as well as doing his weekly shopping; deciding to it delivered to his apartment later. He watched as the streets poured with people doing their Christmas shopping and spending their money. i should head back now, before it gets too crowded. Michael took a shortcut through the park, watching as families, couples, dog walkers and various other kinds of people passed him by. He sat by a lake and watched the ducks swim around, tapping his pen against his teeth. He still felt some dread towards the day, something seemed so dark.

[Riven Wight]

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[Darkwukong]

Michael spent an hour watching people go by, the cold clung to his skin but the warmth of the sun helped him keep warm. He watched the ducks, inspected the people around him and admiring how everyone seemed so happy, it was what he usually did at work when serving customers, nothing was nicer than seeing their smiles but it always reminded him that he hadn't really been happy in such a long time. He watched the steam from his breath appear then disappear with every breath he took, he felt like he was being observed from afar, not entirely sure why. He stood up and looked around before he started to walk, that was when he saw a rather perculiar man dressed in completely brown. He was grinning but it was like the smiles of the people that Michael had seen before, it was sinister and devilish. He is probably some drunk, not sure where to go now he has stopped drinking.. Trying to walk as fast as possible he walked the opposite direction, his footsteps making a crunching sound as the destroyed the snow below them. Bit early to be drinking... then again i can't speak, i was up till early hours in the morning drinking too he now and then looked over his shoulder to see if he was following him, to his surprise the mysterious figure was on his trail, sticking close by. After half an hour of speed walking Michael turned to address the creep, "Excuse me can i help you?!" he had finally lost his patience and exploded with anger. "You've been following me for a while now in front of everyone... do i know you?!" Michael's fists clenched, gripping the handles of the shopping bags.

[Riven Wight]

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[Darkwukong]

"You don't even know me! You creep, you think I'd be happy the way i am?" Michael dropped his things, noticing the behavioural patterns of this man. He sensed something wrong with this stranger, it wasn't physical for emotional like fear and adrenaline, but something else inside of him reacted to this creeps presence.Something happened to his body that HA changed him, he felt stronger, faster and more confident. "So what happens here? You're gonna try and mug me right? I broke our sisters heart and you want revenge?" Or you just get a thrill from this?" He started mimicking the Hunter, Circling as well keeping opposing this man.

[Riven Wight]

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[Darkwukong]

I am not the thrill seeking type. Also even though I get drunk most nights and I'm not entirely happy, it does not mean I'll accept charity from some creepy old man" he then realised the crowd and started to panic, "I haven't got time for this, nice meeting you" he said in a sarcastic tone. He grabbed his stuff and rushed off home, in hopes he wasn't being tailed again. He got to the front of his apartment and unlocked the door quickly, throwing his new belongings on his chair and sitting on the sofa. What's going on?! Who was he?! the questions roared through his chest, his heart beating faster and faster every second. He took a deep breath then took off his coat, slowly walking towards the kitchen and making himself a cup of tea.

[Riven Wight]

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[Darkwukong]

Packing his shopping away he realized he left his groceries at the play he ran into the creepy man, fortunately for him most of the rest was being delivered. He shuddered at the thought of bumping into that man again but he had to get food, getting dressed and putting his coat back on and heading off. He shivered as the cold air coursed through his clothes, his breath steaming like a vent. Why is it this cold so suddenly? the sun was still out and the sky was clear, it should have warmed up by now but something wasn't quite right. After finally making it to the shops Michael grabbed some groceries and headed home, taking alleyways and shortcuts to try and avoid anyone suspicious, though the odds of running into odd people is probably higher in alleys but he was going to risk it. Those eyes, they weren't human were they? he asked himself, not really looking ahead.

[Riven Wight]

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[Darkwukong]

"Urgh" Michael fell back a little, dropping the groceries on the floor. "It's fine" he rubbed his head and started to pick up the things, "my bad I was not looking where I was walking." Finally packing all the stuff again he looked at the girl. "You don't look like you come from around here" here eyes seemed unnatural, like the man's eyes seemed crazy. Her eyes were kind, beautiful, mystical yet so sharp. "Sorry for staring" he looked away for a second, seeing the hooded character in the distance he grabbed the girl's hand and sped off. Finally at his front door he painted, fog erupting from his throat repetitively. "Sorry about that, not sure why I grabbed you... some man followed me here and I panicked" he unlocked his door and invited her in. "Come in for now, it's warm and there's tea... plus I don't want to be alone st the moment with that creep around" he looked at the girl, she was adorable and there was some sort aura she gave off that enticed him.

[Riven Wight]

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[Darkwukong]

"so are you a tourist or something?" Michael asked whilst making a cup of tea for them both "there's something about you that suggests you're not from around here" he smiled leaning against the kitchen counter. "Are you wearing contacts? just thought your eye colour is very rare if it is even natural" he inspected her, she definitely seemed extraordinary. When the teas were done he set them on the table, watching the steam slowly rise. He felt that man's presence again, a dark aura filling the room yet he was sure that they had lost the creep after nearly bumping into him in the alleyway. "I apologize for dragging you off like that... i've have a weird day today is all. I understand if you leave, i probably scared you... i think this is considered kidnapping" he laughed awkwardly as he tried to shake off the feeling of dread. He could literally smell the man, the same smell that appeared once Michael and the stranger first met was lingering in the streets outside his apartment.

[Riven Wight]

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[Darkwukong]

"oh yer, i must have forgotten" he laughed as he watched the girl drink, "I am Michael Aisley, i work at a cafe nearby." He silently watched as she sorted herself out, there was some sort of pleasant aura coming from her which Michael found attracted to. This attraction wasn't on a physical nor emotional level but his instincts were roaring at him, or was it because of the dark aura that filled his body as he kept feeling the creep's presence. Natural eye colour? never seen eyes like those before. He pondered for a bit feeling a but uneasy, this whole situation seemed surreal and abstract. He just met a girl with silver eyes in an alleyway, and some barbaric man looked like he was about to kill him... This has been by far the weirdest day yet... not sure if it's good or bad though. "Well i could help you find the nearest motel is you'd like, though you are welcome to stay here but you'd have to sleep on the couch... i mean it's odd since we just met and all but i won't harm you i promise." He didn't feel wary about this stranger, he felt like she was a trustworthy person and decided that he wanted to help though he would need to know more about her first before anything is completely decided. "So do you have a name stranger?" he asked politely now and then taking a sip of his own cup of tea, "what kind of business trip are you on?"