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  Blue Fire
By Matthew Hartman
Tuesday 14th July 2005  

  

 

 
The blade slide soundlessly between the man's shoulder blades. A pair of slanted gray eyes glimmer wickedly, beneath the silhouette of black hair. The killer's elegant frame straightens, and a firm resolves  comes onto the cream-colored skin. Slowly turning, the black figure continues onward, seeking the last who stands in the way. The guard appears, and once again saw tooth blade emerges from its sheath, crimson edges gleaming with malice. The guard is styled to resemble a mouth with rubies for fangs. 

Felix pulled the blade out of the man's back   "Felix, stop this madness!" yelled a old man. Drawing nearer, the black figure daunted "Madness! This isn't madness this is CHAOS!". A last grim determination filled the old man, screaming his reply. "You leave me no choice. I will slay you myself." 

In desperation, the old man pulled out a gold bladed sword and charged at the dawning Felix. A red pommel met his nose, and in those few seconds his whole hope was lost. Felix knew how to fight, and had blocked the attack easily.
 
"Fool, you dare question me. For this you shall BURN!" said Felix, his fingers beginning a complex gesture, gaining speed until his fingers were set alight with a blue flame. Felix grabbed the man's face, and watched with a strange Verocity until the man's figure was completely engulfed in flame. "and so My judgment has been passed."
 
With a sweep of the black cloak, Felix turned and walked out of the building. Watching the building diminish in flame.  A great annoyance welled up inside, as he came face to face with a man holding a wicked  looking gun. "Freeze," the stranger muttered.
 
You understand by the time you pull that trigger your head will be on the other side of this building," growled Felix as he glared at the man flinched but still hold the gun straight at his intended target, "I need not end your life today, but if is your will you will die so be it. The last memory the man received was a crimson blade flashing.  Little did he know Felix was being watched by a wanderer with a unique gift. 

Anticipation grew inside Felix, as he made is swift way to the next town, bright with the chaos knew he would create.

 

 

 

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