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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 3:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 1:53 am
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"All things must come to an end, my lady," he replied, "and so does my happiness." Nicholas lowered his head to gaze to the ground, his eyes filled with sadness and his fists clenched tight.
"My uncle is a stubborn man and will stop at nothing to get what he wants. He sent assasins to our house one night and killed everyone save me. I was away with my mother at the time and the moment we returned, my mother was killed," He told the reason.
"I ran and fell down a cliff and was presumed dead then by most of the assasins save one. I had miraculously survived and was saved by wondering monk. He taught me many things about life and taught me how to dampen my hate. I was 10 then," he paused. He took a breath and continued.
"But you see, the monk was elderly and by the time he passed to me what was important he left the world. I was left alone to fend for myself. I was 13 at that particular time and the assasin found me," he paused again, "and he was not alone." By now, the breaths he took shuddered with him as if he was terrified of his own memory.
"I-I killed them all," he whispered. "I killed them all with my bare hands and they weren't even able to retaliate once." His eyes were wide with shock and fear. The scene of the memory played in his eyes. By now, he saw nor feel any other person save himself but his lips continued to relay the story. He was lost in his memory.
"I killed them without a single thought and I acted on my feeling," he spoke. "Hate, fury, vengeance, sadness, and sadistic pleasure ruled me as I slay them one by one." He became quiet with a fearful smile upon his face.
"And by the time I realized what I had done, they were all dead around me," he paused yet again. "A pool of crimson liquid around me, on me, within me." He stopped. His eyes wide. His expression, regret, fear and shock swirling around in a tight circle.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 5:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 6:23 pm
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"I," he waited for the right word to come to him. "I thank you for understanding my situation, Princess Scarlet. The only reason I wore my mask is because I do not wish to be found by my uncle nor do I want to remember that I was the only one who lived from the massacre of my family." Nicholas explained as he gripped lightly on the slim hands of the princess.
"But my uncle fears me too. He had failed to kill me and now I have returned. It is only right for him to feel that I might come and kill him, as I would have, unless the virus had killed him first," he mused. "I would not know that unless I go and see him but I don't think I want to leave. I am free of the disease thus I wish not to contract it." An both were quiet for a while.
Suddenly, the voice of the guard who stopped Nicholas at the gates was heard. He was calling for Princess Scarlet. She handed him his mask and he wore it.
"Princess, tell no one of my feature or my tale. I implore you to keep my secret safe for the while," Nicholas asked, his voice once again muffled by the mask. Then, the guard appeared.
"My lady, it seems as if someone had managed to break into the castle and we know not whether he is healthy or not," the guard said breathlessly.
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 3:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 4:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 4:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 4:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 4:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 5:45 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 5:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 5:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 6:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 6:17 pm
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