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[Gexln 18]

So far this story has yet to be given a title. It's a story i'm writing with a friend, so i have no idea when it will be done...but here it is:

 

 

 

 

The dark portal closed behind the man as he stepped out of it. The portal itself was rectangular for the most part, with a hemisphere shape at the top, and about as long as the man himself. The man wore a strange coat. It was a hooded coat that went down to near his ankles, black in colour, and had a silver zipper going a short way from the top of the coat to near chest height. The fact that he was only 5”7 in height, had pale white skin, short, light brown hair, and an average build combined with the strange coat and the dangerous looking blade he carried caused the man to stand out in the small town he was in.

 

The man’s name was Gexln. He was, as he liked to put it, a ruthless killer. He had trained for many years and had succeeded in almost completely losing the ability to feel any positive emotions. The only emotion he still easily felt was anger. Gexln had a unique talent. He could channel pure darkness into his body, using it in various elemental attacks and movements. He had been fighting a man in the town he had been in only moments ago, the fight ending quickly yet violently. As a result of the battle, Gexln was almost completely covered head to toe in warm, wet blood. He looked over at the small motel in the distance that had a sign showing vacancy. “Well, I’ve got to find some place to wash this off,” he said quietly to himself. He started to walk over towards the motel, ignoring the watching eyes of the locals as he walked.

 

He had been walking for little more than a minute when the narrow path he walked along was blocked by three men. They all looked as though they had been in many fights, showing multiple bruises and scars, but the one that stood in the centre clearly stood out. While the other two were unarmed, the one in the centre held a vicious looking dagger, with dried blood on the tip of it. Gexln grinned silently. I wonder if he knows how to use it, Gexln thought to himself. He almost completely ignored them, attempting to push straight past them, but the man in the centre held out the dagger, pointed directly at Gexln’s throat. “You’ll stop if you know what’s good for you” he threatened. Gexln stopped and sighed. “And you’ll lower that dagger if you know what’s good for you” he retaliated. The man was shocked. He didn’t lower the dagger. “You’re not from around here, we know everyone in this town. Where are you from, and why are you covered in blood?” the man questioned. Once more, Gexln sighed. Amateurs, he thought bitterly.

 

 

 

 

 

So, what do you think? Constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance and yes it's being continued. It'll probably go up on here when it's done

[FaceofSoraHeartofVentus 49]

BUAHAHAHAHA. ^^'

 

~troll05

[Aqua7KH 5,395]

You can only dream Gex you were badass.

AND IM NOT A DAMN BLONDE