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Celestial Fall - Chapter 5-6

Date: 5/11/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Death, Non-Erotic, Violence, Author: Fatesknight, Rating: 90.6, Source: sexstories.com

into him and slams him across the arena into the far wall. I get to Darklis as everyone is moving looking for the archer. I grunt in pain as I lift my arms and grab my sword. “Dari, get everyone out of here the arena is surrounded. Make sure the VIPs are safe.” She looks at me with a pained expression and nods. “Be safe.” She whispers I turn and rush back to the center of the arena pulling the knife out of my shoulder and pulling the arrow out of my back. Standing in the center of the arena I look around. Lasret is laughing with blood dribbling out of the corners of his mouth. He coughs and says slowly “I got you, those two poachers got me what I wanted to get you out to the forest alone. Then you got lucky and we had to bring you back but this time they will kill you and you will be forgotten I will still have my honor and standing. And the viscount will be rid of you with me and Sage taking over the clan the viscount and the clan will take over this area.” He coughs again and smiles at me “just die already” ‘Kill Him’ the thought comes from the darkness resonating inside me like a bell. ‘Kill Him and take his end accept my gifts’ the thoughts come again. I draw my sword slowly walking toward Lasret. Feet storm in surrounding the arena floor. I feel the energy rushing into me as I walk. The chill in the air becomes a frigid wind. Standing in from of Lasret I see him shudder in fear. I start to raise my sword but am stopped ‘No, Not like that, killing him like that won’t do ... you any good’ images appear in my head and I nod. I sheath the sword and reach to Lasret. Closing my eyes I feel his strand and reach into him. The scream of pure terror erupts from inside him as I say “Look Lasret your string. The thread that holds you to this life.” Pulling it out of his chest so he can see it. His eyes widen in terror as I open my eyes the red engulfing the black in my eyes. I look into his eyes as I tighten my grip and rip the cord all the way out of his body. He screams before collapsing on the floor dead. I look at the glowing thread in my hand. It starts to wiggle before wrapping itself around my pinky finger creating a tattoo of a tiger wrapped in a ring around the finger. An eerie laugh fills the arena before I realize I am the one laughing. Looking around I see a dozen men looking at me with wide eyes everyone else had fled the arena. I draw my sword and one of the men rushes me which starts all the others. My swords meets theirs as I move through patterns taught to me by the Sidhe. Strength I have learned from both the Earthen and the Kaire, help my delicate movements become powerful blows. In a matter of minutes the barely trained men are laying on the arena floor dying. I see Joebe and Trag standing on the upper floor of the Arena watching. They turn and disappear before I can move. Chapter Six Excerpts from the Past You can be a king or a street sweeper, but everybody dances with the Grim Reaper. ~Robert Alton Harris (Human) Modura and Darklis ...