The next...few are kinda....they made me cry uandishi them. A heads up.
He ducked away as the weapon came at him. He stood and blast the creature with a strong force. It let out a screech before turning to him.
“You will pay!” it hissed.
“Oh yeah?”
The creature snickered and pushed it's weight on the scythe. It started to crack, letting a few sparks of light out.
“No!”
The wood snapped and the creature let go of the scythe. Dylan rushed over and held the weapon now girl in his arms.
“M-master....I....am sorry.”
“Freya! It's not your fault. None of this is.”
The weapon seemed to nod before she closed her eyes. He shut his eyes tightly, briefly, to keep the tears away. He breathed heavily and looked up. When he opened his eyes, they were blazing with blue fire. He snarled and let the dead weapon go. Dylan stood and tilted his head either way as ears appeared and then a tail. His costume changed and metallic claws appeared on his hands.
“I warned wewe before,” he alisema in deep voice that was almost demonic. “Now wewe will pay.”
“Do your besssst, kitty.”
He laughed, inaonyesha off fangs and sharp teeth. The claws extended further and he walked closer. The creature prepared for his attack. He swiped at it with the three claws. It hissed, pulling away.
“Such a stupid creature. Back to the Shadows!”
He cut it several times, over and over again. Each time he did zaidi damage. He kicked, punched, scraped, used every songesha he had. His sadness had long zamani turned into fury. And the creature experienced every last bit of it, even when it cried out for mercy in a pitiful scream. He brought the creature to it's knees. One zaidi blow and it would be gone.
“Do away with me quickly!” it cried.
He stood above it, panting and angry. But always thinking.
“No. Go back where wewe came from! And warn your kind, demon. inayofuata time wewe enter my domain, I will onyesha wewe the same mercy wewe showed my weapon. Now leave!”
It disappeared with a smell of sulfur. Dylan turned away and stood over his fallen and broken weapon. His ears twitched as a crash sounded.
He ducked away as the weapon came at him. He stood and blast the creature with a strong force. It let out a screech before turning to him.
“You will pay!” it hissed.
“Oh yeah?”
The creature snickered and pushed it's weight on the scythe. It started to crack, letting a few sparks of light out.
“No!”
The wood snapped and the creature let go of the scythe. Dylan rushed over and held the weapon now girl in his arms.
“M-master....I....am sorry.”
“Freya! It's not your fault. None of this is.”
The weapon seemed to nod before she closed her eyes. He shut his eyes tightly, briefly, to keep the tears away. He breathed heavily and looked up. When he opened his eyes, they were blazing with blue fire. He snarled and let the dead weapon go. Dylan stood and tilted his head either way as ears appeared and then a tail. His costume changed and metallic claws appeared on his hands.
“I warned wewe before,” he alisema in deep voice that was almost demonic. “Now wewe will pay.”
“Do your besssst, kitty.”
He laughed, inaonyesha off fangs and sharp teeth. The claws extended further and he walked closer. The creature prepared for his attack. He swiped at it with the three claws. It hissed, pulling away.
“Such a stupid creature. Back to the Shadows!”
He cut it several times, over and over again. Each time he did zaidi damage. He kicked, punched, scraped, used every songesha he had. His sadness had long zamani turned into fury. And the creature experienced every last bit of it, even when it cried out for mercy in a pitiful scream. He brought the creature to it's knees. One zaidi blow and it would be gone.
“Do away with me quickly!” it cried.
He stood above it, panting and angry. But always thinking.
“No. Go back where wewe came from! And warn your kind, demon. inayofuata time wewe enter my domain, I will onyesha wewe the same mercy wewe showed my weapon. Now leave!”
It disappeared with a smell of sulfur. Dylan turned away and stood over his fallen and broken weapon. His ears twitched as a crash sounded.
Name: Johnny (classified)
Alias: Gage..
Age:16
Powers: Black/Dark Magic, Teleport, Shape Shift, and That's it..
Looks: Brown Hair, Dark Eyes, 6'1, tan skin..
Past: He has a normal past.. he dated Blade through high school... until she "broke" his heart.
He became angry and wanted vengence.. he got into some dark magic and got his powers. His family thinks he ran away.. He still thinks Blade loves him.. and has a passionate hate for Terror.
((I know its not long and descriptive sorry and I really don't think he should have a dark past :) ))
Alias: Gage..
Age:16
Powers: Black/Dark Magic, Teleport, Shape Shift, and That's it..
Looks: Brown Hair, Dark Eyes, 6'1, tan skin..
Past: He has a normal past.. he dated Blade through high school... until she "broke" his heart.
He became angry and wanted vengence.. he got into some dark magic and got his powers. His family thinks he ran away.. He still thinks Blade loves him.. and has a passionate hate for Terror.
((I know its not long and descriptive sorry and I really don't think he should have a dark past :) ))
Hair: White
Eyes: Red((Im facinated with Red eyes ok!?))
Skin: Covered in white scales
Height: 6'5
Weight: 115
Race: Dragon/humaniod
Powers/Skills: Can morph into a dragon, but only when is very needed. Breaths fire((Yeah, yeah I know there are many firecasters, but this is a basic dragon atribute)). Skilled with bows and melle wepons.
Weapons: Fond of a sword but makes weapons out of anything she can.
History: Xiuhcoatl has grown up with dragons. She has never seen another human. She has fended off enemies of her homeland, she speaks a forign launguage not known to humans. She has been very isolated her whole life, and now she is traveling to find a nyumbani for the Dragons. Their nyumbani was invaded and taken over kwa enemies.
Personality: Curious. Many things fasinate her because she has grown up in a valley without technology.
Xiuhcoatl
Xiuhcoatl as dragon
Nala
Pixiv Id 767532
Costume
