Vishaan
07-19-2009, 07:00 PM
This is going to be the introduction to a new story I am making. I just wanted to post this to maybe get some help from those of you out there that know these things better then I.
Prologue:
In spite of everything she could do, Erin struggled to gain her breathe. Panting, she ran further down the street, into the darkness.
"If only I can make it another block. Derek lives right around the corner!" Erin spoke softly to herself.
Her pursuer was gaining on her quickly. Erin cautiously looked back at the dark figure behind her. He seemed to be gaining on her. God only knew what was stopping him from catching up to her. As Erin rounded the corner to take a side street to Derek's house, she slipped on the dewy, wet grass below her. She stuttered for only a moment, for these slip ups had become second nature to her. As Erin bolted into the distance, her pursuer disappeared. Erin looked behind herself in dismay.
"Oh god, just a little further. Come on Erin, you didn't run cross country for nothing!"
As Erin turned into Derek's back yard, she stopped dead in her tracks. What was standing before her could not be. In the midst of the night, the dark figure that had been chasing he appeared now in front of her. He was clothed head to toe in black robes. Each fold in the garment was perfect, silky, and smooth. His hood was wrapped delicately around his head, just as a monk ready to pray. His hands were cupped together inside his long sleeves. He was not looking at Erin, but seemingly pondering what he should do now that his fish had fallen completely in his hands. In one slow, agonizing move, he started to pull his hands apart. As the long black cloth covering his arms slipped upward towards his elbows, a shiny metallic sword slowly appeared.
Erin, thinking almost instantaneously, slid to the ground to the side of the dark figure, trying to escape her worst fears. Failing miserably and falling to the ground, a burst of lightening hit the ground, momentarily lighting the situation. Just as it had come, the lightening disappeared, and with it, Erin and the dark figure...
Prologue:
In spite of everything she could do, Erin struggled to gain her breathe. Panting, she ran further down the street, into the darkness.
"If only I can make it another block. Derek lives right around the corner!" Erin spoke softly to herself.
Her pursuer was gaining on her quickly. Erin cautiously looked back at the dark figure behind her. He seemed to be gaining on her. God only knew what was stopping him from catching up to her. As Erin rounded the corner to take a side street to Derek's house, she slipped on the dewy, wet grass below her. She stuttered for only a moment, for these slip ups had become second nature to her. As Erin bolted into the distance, her pursuer disappeared. Erin looked behind herself in dismay.
"Oh god, just a little further. Come on Erin, you didn't run cross country for nothing!"
As Erin turned into Derek's back yard, she stopped dead in her tracks. What was standing before her could not be. In the midst of the night, the dark figure that had been chasing he appeared now in front of her. He was clothed head to toe in black robes. Each fold in the garment was perfect, silky, and smooth. His hood was wrapped delicately around his head, just as a monk ready to pray. His hands were cupped together inside his long sleeves. He was not looking at Erin, but seemingly pondering what he should do now that his fish had fallen completely in his hands. In one slow, agonizing move, he started to pull his hands apart. As the long black cloth covering his arms slipped upward towards his elbows, a shiny metallic sword slowly appeared.
Erin, thinking almost instantaneously, slid to the ground to the side of the dark figure, trying to escape her worst fears. Failing miserably and falling to the ground, a burst of lightening hit the ground, momentarily lighting the situation. Just as it had come, the lightening disappeared, and with it, Erin and the dark figure...