In the Shadow of a Dragon

[ \Garyuu no Yamajiro | Chiroptera Forest | Dai Boeki no Michi | Eastern Plateaus | Ruins of Kumogakure no Sato/ ]
The country of Raikou no Kuni, home to countless towns amongst the northern mountains, southern forests, eastern plateaus, western plains, and craggy coastlines, the untamed wild outclassing all. Nomads roam these wilds and Dai Boeki no Michi, the Great Trade Road, while the ruins of Kumogakure no Sato have become a dangerous place where evil gathers, and Garyuu no Yamajiro is rumored to have a group seeking to gain the trust of the reclusive Ryuujin....

In the Shadow of a Dragon

PostPosted by Hanya » Tue Jan 15, 2013 6:54 pm

The sounds of glass breaking were the quieter of the things that crept out of the small building. Screams, yells, whimpers, and begging, they all drowned out every other sound that possibly could have escaped the doors. Yellow eyes with a ring of purple at the edge stared into a trembling man's brown, ringed with red from stress and fear, his piss soaked pants leaving a streak against the floor. The yellow eyed individual’s arms were crossed over his chest as black tendrils lifted from his skin and receded, like wisps of black smoke. Behind him two dead waitresses and an armless man lie on the ground. On the other side of the room an arm dangled from a ceiling fan, dripping a circle of blood as it went round and round.

"I'm looking for a key, gold spiral handle, engraved with a dragon. Very similar to the design on your door. You wouldn't happen to have seen it would you?"

The man continued scooting back until he hit a wall, shaking his head no the entire time.

"You sure... They said they hadn't seen it either...."

He was trembling in fear terribly now, tears forming at the corner of his eyes. His hand grazed something cold and flat, a knife.

"No, that’s too bad..."

The man chucked the knife at his assailants face, aiming for an eye or something, something enough for him to make his move. He didn't wait to see where it had hit though, and just turned and ran. Moments later, two black tendrils shot through his body, one through his shoulder, and one through his stomach. He yelled out loud, blood pouring from his mouth as he was slowly drawn back towards the dark-skinned boy. When he was close enough the tendrils simply vanished, and the man fell to the ground, face up. His attacker walked over, nearly straddling him, a large gash on his face and a smile across his lips. He reached his hands out, letting black tendrils materialize again and shoot straight through the man’s arms and legs, pinning him to the ground. The gash almost instantly began sealing up, as the man started to seemingly age at a rapid pace. He was dying, having the very life sucked from him, but before he died, he would see the boy’s face fully healed, and he would hear three gentle words.

"Not good enough..."
He wouldn’t kill him yet though, he would make him tell everything he knew, spill every last bit of information, give every little detail, and then, when he was finished, he would let the man die.
The man’s skin was old dry and wrinkled, his bones brittle, and his voice almost gone, but he told of how the store’s founder had found a key just like the one on the door, and had been buried with it. The store had been taken over by this man’s grandfather though, and so he knew nothing of the whereabouts of the key or the grave. He pleaded every moment for his life, but Ian’s eyes were cold, and he was heartless, and when the man had no more left to give, Ian drained him till the last breath.
A harsh dark rain pounded against the rough cobblestone. Standing in the middle of it, Ian thought about what he had found out as rain droplets fell off him, crimson streams running at his feet. Beyond him there were more bodies strewn around, each turned into miniature mummies, sucked dry of all their life essence.
Inside him was a bottomless pit, an insatiable appetite for the very life around him that drove him to consume, and to repeat. He had his own goals and ambition, but the feeling was slowly taking over. The demon within would not let him be, and it was the cost of the awesome power that he had gained. Maybe there was a better method of sealing it that would separate its desires from his, but in every way that he had found, that separation also came with a separation of power, and that he could not have. This power was the best thing that had happened to him, and he finally had the power to do as he pleased. Plus, the more he used it, the more he got used to the hunger, the more he got used to the cravings, and the more he enjoyed it when he finally did feed.

“So... that thing you were looking for... It wasn't here either was it...”

The voice in his head, the voice that he had first thought was simply insanity, it had finally started to make sense, to become cohesive, to say more than just weak feelings like hunger. It had finally begun speaking to him, telling him things. Maybe this power he had was beginning to get used to him as well, maybe as he became more used to being half demon it got more used to being half human. Who knew. All he did know was that it became much easier to control, even at the cost of losing control of himself.

"No, not here, but I’m closer to finding it. It may just be in this very city.”

Indeed, the old man’s grave, and within it the key, they might have been in that very city. He had been tasked with finding them, and though he didn’t know exactly why, he dared not question it, he simply did as told. Even with all his new-found power he was still a slave to one man’s will, he was still, and until he could master his own abilities he would forever be, in the shadow of a dragon.
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Re: In the Shadow of a Dragon

PostPosted by Hanya » Wed Jan 30, 2013 10:21 am

"Another city has been attacked, with the same outcome as all the others and the same M.O. bodies left in dried husks like after the battle of Kumogakure."

The voice came from a man who seemed to exude duty. his eyes were sharp, his back was straight, and his close were neat and pressed. He wore a black and white kimono, quite typical to see as of recently. At his side was a katana with a bejeweled pommel, emerald and sapphire it seemed, yet they shimmered with each other's radiance, the blue shimmered green and the green blue. In front of him sat a man at a desk, his long black hair tied into a ponytail and his Kimono accessorized by a strap across his chest, holding the sheath of his own katana. He had a stern look on his face that grew even more grave at the description of the attackers.

"Are you sure it was him? Because if it is, that means he is getting closer to us, which can only mean that they are planning something, and we have the ruins of Kumogakure to show for the last time they were involved."

"Yeah, i'm sure it was him, there was a survivor, a small child who caught a glimpse of the man, or rather boy. Dark skin, yellow eyes, dreadlocks, and a dark aura surrounding him".

"That's him alright. Send a small division to intercept him. I'm not sure what hes doing showing himself so freely, but all the better for us. Bring him in alive as well. I believe Captain Sakura and Captain Midori will have a few words and actions for him."

"Understood".
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Re: In the Shadow of a Dragon

PostPosted by Hanya » Mon Feb 04, 2013 12:30 pm

As the small detail of soldiers made their way towards the city, Ian was on the move again. He had searched the city high and low, but without a name, he was just pissing in the dark. What he needed was a registry of sorts, a way to figure out who owned the store, and where they had lived, where they had died, and anything else that could have been of use. Luckily, he had left the biulding mainly intact, and so returned there for a start. The bodies were in the same condition he had left them in, raisins in the sun, and now that it had stopped raining, they were beginning to stink from being wet. Still, he searched high and low for records, but there were none. Even in the office he could find only recent things, nothing that would help him gain the man's identity any faster.

"This is some bothersome shit if I ever did see some."

Flipping through a stack of papers, he got frustrated and threw them at the wall, causing them to scatter everywhere. Sensing his tension, Shinku chimed in, teasing him a little about his childish behavior. The dark voice was still perky and childlike, signifying that he was in a good mood, though Ian wasn't sure if it ever really mattered.

"Shut up you! if you aren't helping me then go back to sleep or whatever it is that you do!"

Oh yeah, get mad and lock me away... good way to keep me on your good side...

"Wait...what was that...Lock you a... There has to be a safe in here...."

Hmph...a thank you would be nice...

"Shut up!"

Looking around, the first thing he saw was a painting on the wall, so he knocked it off, only to be greeted by a wall. Slowly he took the others down, but there was nothing behind them, just more wall. Then he saw the rug, blood stained but otherwise whole, and he flipped it up, looking for a handle, or a seam or something. Nothing. Just to be sure he tapped it, but it sounded solid, no major openings under it. Again frustrated, he grabbed the edge of the desk and flipped it, spreading everything everywhere. As it landed, he noticed a small box underneath it, one that he couldn't see because of the desk itself.

"Son of a bitch...."

He examined it, trying to find an opening, but found none, it was a seamless sort of thing, and with all of his strength and weird powers, he couldn't think of any way of "delicately" opening it.

You must have been a terrible ninja... hahahahah

"Shut it!"
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Re: In the Shadow of a Dragon

PostPosted by Hanya » Sun Jun 02, 2013 3:40 pm

Grabbing the box, he pulled as hard as he could, but it didn't budge fom the table, and so he kicked it, sending the desk flying, box and all. He couldn't get it open and he couldn't take it with him. He wondered if what he was looking fo was even in there, but for it to be locked so tightly, it had to be something useful.

"[badword] Damnit...."

Ian ppicked the desk up and set it upright, trying to see where it was located, but it was on the table part, not the drawer part so there was no access there. Giving up, he focused his chakra into his hands and slammed them down on the table, cracking it in three pieces. Another whack and it splintered, and a third whack and it broke, dropping the box on the floor. Grabbing a bag from one of the closets, he shoved the box in there, and made his exit from the building. If he couldn't get it open now, he would have to do it at his own leisure.
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Re: In the Shadow of a Dragon

PostPosted by Hanya » Tue Jul 09, 2013 9:52 am

Something had been worrying him as he walked. He had been feeling uneasy, which was weird since feelings, especially now, weren't his thing. He was usually motivated and driven to do harm, but he had been having this odd feeling in his chest ever since he had left the building. Was it fear of the unknown? Was it worry? Was his true self trying to break free of the fog it had been ever since he had come back?

He didn't know.

All he knew was that he couldn't shake the feeling.

Stopping for a breif moment, He took the box out of the bag and began to chip away the wood from around it untill it was more or less jsut the box. Staring at it, he still couldn't find any creases or openings, it was just one solid cube. It was wholly smooth, cool to the touch, and was just.... there.

"What the hell...."

Rubbing his fingers against the side, it looked smooth, and felt smooth, and yet he could feel something there. It wasn't something physical though, just something.
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