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the scream echoed through the air, and everyone, everything now stood still. no, nothing was frozen, just that everyone was frieghtened. the blood curldling scream enveloped all around. no one really knew wat to make of it, only that it was the a scream of pain and death.

as i turn to the origin, the man stood at the doorway to the creatures cell. to my surprise he stood tall, stronger than ever before. i could see a river of blood flowing from his right arm. it dripped off his finger tips, splashing on the ground. my eyes followed a drop as it crashed into a seemingly endless puddle of crimson that lay by his feet. the puddle rippled in a serene elegance. i followed the ripple, becoming lost in its serentiy, as it flowed from the center of the puddle to the outskirts. to my surprise standing at the outskirts, painted in blood, stood the foot of my majestic creature.

i now realize the source of the scream has been silenced, the man topples over and lays dead at the creatures feet. the face, coverd in black, it now searches for another victim. all that stand before it slowly back away. they all know who is the alpha here. slowly, as to not irritate. no sudden movements of any kind. the pace everyone moves at has a slight elegance to it.

everyone is moving back within the cell, but i am moving forward. why? stop, i am pleading with my own uncontrollable body.

i stand outside the cell now, i can hear it close behind me with the murmor of the inmates. i am staring the creature in the eyes again. i can feel myself slipping away. the creature starts to move twords me, i cant move, cant speak. i want to run, but i am frozen solid.

i fall to the floor, to my hands and knees. suddenly i can feel the control, now regained. the only thing i can do is look up, to see the wolf inches from my face, staring right back into my eyes....

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what happens next is mainly a blur. the guard, this retainer of the level, rushes at me with full force. i am knocked back by a fierce blow to the jaw. I'm still dazed from the knock to my head. i can see what is happening but I am powerless to stop it.

standing now in front of me is no longer the retainer, merely an image of the purest raging fury i have laid eyes on. he stands steady, shoulders broad, with his arms at his sides. a fist formed in his left, and a mace in his right. dont aske me how it is so, it just appeared.

and with a violent blow to the shoulders, i am dropped to one knee. i can hardly see now, the red that blurred my vision before, now is encompassing all.

he says something but i cannot make out clearly. something is wrong, something is happening to me. i feel myself, i am light as a feather, i am loosing control of my own body. its one of the most frietening expeiriences i have ever felt. this man is coming for my life, and i can see it all happening as time is starting to slow. i can see my body moving, standing up, and moving at him. my body is leaping at the retainer. i can see a look of shock and surprise in his eyes, he nor i have any clue as to what is happening. the only thing i can control is what i can see. i glance over to the other inmates. they are no longer cowering away, but rushing for the open gate, they are starting to revolt.

as quickly as i can i look back to the retainer. my body rotates, as a shockwave emits from my own uncontrolled fist. he is sent flying to the farthest wall.

a flash of blood emits from his mouth, as he slowly slides to the ground. the inmates now have the retainers lacky pinned mercilessly to the floor. everyone else is running rampant, all chaos has broken.

the one who had spoken to me upon my awake, now stands alone staring into the cage with the beautiful beast.

" and now... it is your time." he says.

he turns to the guard, now unconscious, whom the inmates pinned and beat. with keys in hand he inserts the keys and opens the door to the creatures door. and as he stands with one hand on the door and the other wide to the wind, time froze. not any slower than it has already, but a dead stop. all that i can sense is a cold silence. no wind blows, and nothing can be felt. the smell of blood still lingers within the air, and all eyes have been shifted to the man.

" you mustn't open that door." a low voice is barely audible. i glance over to the retainer, who lay leaned against the wall. one eye closed with a river of blood, and a stream pouring from the corners of his mouth. the look of grimace now enveloping his emotions displayed upon his face.

" you are not ready to face what is within that cage."

as soon as the words are spoken, a blood curdling scream resounded throughout the rooms. no one was ready to face wat was just unleashed.....

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" you, my arrogant little friend, are currently in a place far worse than any hell you can possible imagine." a grim smirk slides across his face. it would appear that he is rather enjoying himself. " this is the eternal dungeon of his majesty, the lowest of levels at that. only the worst scum of scum are sent to our cells. now why you were sent here is still a mystery to me, however you should keep one thing in mind." he is ever so close to the bars now, his face is halfway through practically. if i wished it so i could easily grab hold of him now.

" i am the center retainer of this level of shit. i hate this place and i especially hate you."

" ah, dont say that. you dont even know me. how can you use such a strong word such as hate?" i replied, putting forward the most sarcasm i can possibly muster.

" you are just like every other shit here, and quite frankly i do not like the smell of shit."

" now not everyone here can be that bad. i mean this guy over here at least told me i was in a place that was the closest to hell i could be."

i said as i pointed to the man who i awoke to.

" the only reason he spoke to you was probably just to gain your trust so he could kill you." i turned my head to look at the man, and to my surprise he was shaking his head in agreeance.

" yeah, you got me. i was really going to kill him to." the man responded. the one thing that frieghtens me so, was the fact that the man was serious.

" hmmm," i responded, " even still, there is one here who is considered special isn't there?" i was looking twords the beautiful creatures cell as i spoke. the guard never let go of my shirt. he merely pushed me back and pulled me into the bars even harder than before.

" you are not to look over to that cell, you understand me. you are never to glance, or peer in that direction. do i make myself clear." the guard was irate. the fury within his eyes seemed to be ablaze. i heard his words, but i was not listening. i grabbed his collar, and pulled him head first into the bars he had pulled me to. his head bounced off, like a ball on a school yard wall.

he fell back from the impact, and landed on the cold floor. i stood there with my hand covering half of my face. the eye uncovered wide open, with the hell fires raging within it.

" that really hurt you know." i said, with a deep, low, calm voice.

the guard quickly bounced to his feet.

"open the gate!!!" he screamed. all composure was lost within him. he has lost himself to the insanity of rage. a man came running to his aid. he was dressed in clad, much as the retainer of the level was. yet his was nowhere near as fancy, or it might have been, were it not so blood stained.

the man opened the door to my cell. and quickly stood aside. the retainer now slowly entered the cell, and at that moment i realized that everyone in the cell moved to the farthers wall, away from me, and away from him.

" now, you just made the biggest mistake possible friend." the retainer proclaimed as he jolted twords me......

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as i feel myself being lost within some strange void in the eyes, a flas of red streaks mine. it's brilliant light blinds, i can't help but close my eyes.

" the hell you looking at?" a voice shouts. this bastard just hit me in the face, thats all i can think about right now. It's not the fact that I'm in this bizzar dungeon, nor the fact that i was loosing myself simply by looking into the eyes of the beautiful beast. This ass just hit me in the face, and i never saw it coming. i open my eyes slowly, the light stings. all i can see now is a world masked and blurred in red.

" i asked u a question asshole!"

this man, he stands before me invincable yet again. clad in the darkest of armor, his face can be seen clearly through a gap in his helm. he is not a rough man, not as one would think. he actually looks pretty. like a preppy little school boy. am i supposed to take this guy seriously?

" nothing." i respond finally. all he does is stare blankly. no change of emotion nothing. he takes a step closer to the bars that seperate us.

" nothing? nothing what?" at this point im really confused, who the hell does this guy think hes kidding, he looks to be of the age of 15, and yet he thinks that he is the badest man alive.

" nothing is all, just staring off into space." i reply calmly.

"so let me get this right, you were staring off into space, and im just some jack ass on the other side of these bars?" the tone in his voice, i can tell that hes rather annoyed with my response. hmm, what am i to do? i have no clue what his deal is, but it is evident that he's got something he wants to get off his chest. " so your just gonna stand there, assuming that these bars are enough to keep me from beating your ass, as though you physically cannot show me the proper respect?"

" what the hell are you talking about?" I'm starting to get rather annoyed with this guy now. why cant he just let me be? why does he insist that i am not showing him respect.

" so i see." his tone is now calm, as though he had just woken up from a blissful dream to a utopia, as though nothing was wrong, " i see what this is now. you must be that new one we pulled in."

" New one? pulled in? what the hell are you talking about." all the questions i wish i had answers to, this man knows. the tone in my voice is both annoyed yet excited. i must have my answers.

as we stare each other down, i can see out of my periferal, that the beautiful creature has returned to the darkness, the bowl now sit there empty.

" HA HA HA HA HA!!!!" hes laughing. " you honestly dont remember a thing do you? wow, they really must've hit you harder than they thought. you know next to nothing about anyone here, and further more, you probably dont even know where here is."

" well then, we have a winner!" i reply, with the most sarcasm i can muster. " so why dont you be a good little boy and answer a few of those questions for me?" a hound of silence fills the cool air, and the tension ever growing, so thick, can be see within the gaps between us.

" alrite, ill answers your questions."......

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as i looked around this darkened hell, feelings start to fill within. i am starting to sense more of what is around me. the air is cold, it still reeks here, where ever here may be. the ground is cool, almost to to point of moist.

within my cell there are many men, i can sense that they are all evil men. as i look around most of them have shrouded there faces, within the cloaks that the wear. its like something out of a mid evil mind. there are around ten of us here within this one cell, but there are many more cells with equal amounts that surround us. a sentry enters the gaps that make a hall between cages. clad in armor he walks as though he were truly invinceable. he is followed by another, one pushing a cart. meals are on the cart. a disgusting display. of rotting food, with maggots and the such. they issue the food to the inmates that surround me, simply by throwing the food upon them. luckily i am able to catch my bowl without spilling, though i wish i had. i look on with disgust, staring blankly into the pool in the bowl. theres no way in hell that i can eat this.

the guards move on to make their rounds. i am struck by a site that i see next. they come upon a cell that seems empty. and they carefully place the bowl within. it seems odd to me, what kind of person could have this sentry that seemed indestructable a moment ago, now acting with the most humblest of manners.

as i peer on a dog emerges from the shadows. fur of the purest white, eyes deeper than the darkest onyx. this was a truly magnificent creature. the utter beauty that i am witnessing, it is rather hard to believe that this creature was completely masked by shadow a moment ago. i stand up and move to the bars to which confine me, leaving my rotting meal to whoever is willing. i brace my body upon the bars, they are ice cold. i know they are but i can hardly notice, my eyes and mind are fixated. i cant pull myself away, i cant stop peering on. the animal stops eating for a moment and stares back into my eyes. i can see a swirling darkness, its as though i am being swallowed by them completely. the most beautiful eyes i have ever seen. at the moment that i begin to loose myself withing them, i come to one conclusion. this creature is not a mere dog, it is a wolf, and by no means is it an ordinary wolf......

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i lay in my bed, warm and comfortable. i lay trying to forget the long day i have left in history. i wonder, wat will i dream of to help me clear my mind of todays events. will it be of ninja's? or rather fighting withing a fuedal era of warriors, or will i fly and soar amunst the clouds. as i drift away a smile entreats my face, for i am about to venture to a land where i can roam free, and do as i please. my eyes grow heavy now, and utopia is a moment away. my breathe is deep, my heart slowd. i glance at the world one last time before i slip away to a world unknown, yet entreated.

i open my eyes. its dark, where ever i might be. i am surrounded by bars, a prison it would seem. there are many men within the confines with me. there faces darkened by blood and dirt. it reeks here. the smell of urine and death fill the air. screams can now be heard echoing throughout the air. a prison, no. i am in a dungeon of hell.

"am i dead?" i ask aloud.

"u might as well be." a voice replied. a man sitting next to me looks over to me. he is sitting on the floor, upon wat seems to be a blanket. his cloths are tattered and torn. worn through and through, as though they were centuries old. a hood covers the bulk of his face, all i can see is the rough side of his cheek, and the bottom of his left eye.

"is this hell?" i ask. curious, yet cautious. i know not where i am, and i do not want to stand out by asking too much, or the too obvious.

"look," he replies, "ur as close death as u can be, and ur in a place that is as close to hell as it can. thats all there is to it."

i hate this place, i wanna leave. can there be a way? its cold here, the air stinks, but i do have an idea....

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as the sun sets the moon rises and the shadows come forth to play. all ever racing the nights grounds. they come to cause the havoc upon the world of the light and everything in between. they race to become the first to destroy, the first to torment. they feed upon the conflict and fear of the hearts of men.

but with every case there are exception. two shadow roam the night. they do not race, nor live for the choas. they simply walk the night. the one thing that sepperates them is the one simple fact, that they roam together. forever and a day, the day after eternity ends, thats how long they shall walk hand in hand.

i envy the idea that something like this could exist. i am the hopeless romantic i claim to be.

i dont know wat my future is, merely that my worst fear will come true, only cuz of wat i am. the fear that i will die cold and alone, never knowing a true loves embrace. this is my greatest fear, corny i know, but still. i am that repulsive of a shadow from the light that i will never know the happiness i seek. i am doomed to repeat this earthly hell over and over and over. each time less fufilled as the last, and fully regretfull.