Fan Fiction ❯ Hell Knight ❯ The Dark Plan ( Chapter 1 )

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A tall young man maybe barely out of his teens is walking toward a village, which is burning to the ground. He haves black pants, silver shirt, and a thick trench coat with his jet-black hair spiking forward. He enters the village looking at the scorching flames with dark black smoke rising to the air. He watches the villagers burning alive calling for help but none could and wont. He then sees a small group of family of one man, his wife, and their son and daughter who are just toddlers.
They look at him for assistance but he just glaze at them as he walks steadily toward them with no emotion on his face. He uses his right hand to reach behind his right shoulder and grabs a handle of one of his katanas. He slides it out of the sheath as he still continues to glaze upon them, as they are helpless. He stops as he lower his blade down but let the tip point towards them until a dark figure appears in the shadow.
“Kill them, don’t spare any,” the dark figure said as he continues to walk forward and fade away in the flames.
The young man never takes his eyes off the family as he grips his katana handle. He then walks toward them while the man gets in front of them to protect them. The young man raises his blade up high ready to swing as the guy yells for his life and his family is crying for him. He then swings down his blade at the three and instantly killing them on the spot leaving the man still alive.
The man looks around seeing his family is brutality slaughter like nothing with any signs of hesitation. He then looks at the young man seeing blood dripping down his tinted silver blade, which the reflection of his next target. The man yells in suffering as he sees his family died in cold blood and then turns at the young man. He then gets up and grabs the young man collar and lift him up.
“Kill me, you heard what that guy said… don’t spare any!” the guy yells in the young man’s face
The guy lets go of the collar and the young man calmly drops to his feet as the guy begs to die. The young man thrust his sword through the guy’s right shoulder avoiding fatal wounds. The guy yells in pain but then smiles thinking that he is going to die with his family but quickly realize that he isn’t bleeding much. The guy then begins to laugh out loud as it then begins to rain, slowly extinguishing the flames. The young man kicks the guy’s face, which makes him stop and feel little dizzy.
“No need to rush death for those who wants it…” the young man quietly said to the half conscious corpse on the ground.
“You’re a monster!”
“A monster? More like a soldier from the deepest pits of hell,” the young man said as he takes out his blade from the guy’ shoulder.
“You will regret all of this.”
“How can I regret of what I do best.”
“Boy! Finish him or you die with him,” the dark voice yells at him
“Orders are orders,” the young man said kicking the guy back.
“At least you are doing me a favor,” the guy snap back laughing.

LATER ON THAT DAY

The young man is walking through a long corridor with red velvet carpets that stretch from one end to the other end. Surrounded by wall size stain glass window of variety of dark colors that ever existed in time. The dark red sun is barely visible through the stain glass window giving him a bloody red look on his body especially his emotionless face. He then reaches a huge double door with huge dark spikes all around it and two dragons on each door with a ring attach to its mouth.
The young man grabs the ring and gives it a quick tug and releases the handle letting small amount of his strength to open the door by itself. Once the door opens to a small crack he then slips through and the door shuts close tightly with a minor earthquake. He walks through the pitch-dark room and stops in the center of a small area of light. He slowly kneels down to one knee with his dead tilt down, bowing.
“Ah, the young assassin has finally arrived,” a deep low voice said with a mysterious echo.
“What is thy wish,” the young assassin asks as a pair of red eyes appears in the darkness in front of him.
“With all my years of slaughtering the innocence and annihilating every city and villages we pass through. I never see my true ultimate goal of world domination so close in my whole existence. Without you it will take me more long years to capture these goals and my purpose to control everything. They are now within my bloody grasp and I need you to make it all mine and no matter what, we can’t fail.”
“What is thy wish,” the young assassin asks again.
“A true piece of art that knows nothing but fighting and utter chaos. You out did your self on this one Sirius,” the voice said to somebody off to the sides.
“He is the best I ever had… with him at our disposal we are invincible,” Sirius slowly said in a deep mysterious voice.
“The only thing that is in my way is the last defense this pathetic world of good is the Kingdom City Halo. With it out of the way there is nothing that can stop me from ruling the world for all of eternality. You, the best young soldier of my dark legion, I want you to go to Halo and assassinate the princess that rules there.”
“Yes my lord,” the young assassin said standing up and walks out of the light disappearing in the darkness.


Chapter 1 Kingdom City Halo

A young female princess is calmly walking down the hallways of marble floor and golden walls with multiple clear windows. She is in her royal white dress with dozens golden strings and a golden and platinum tiara with dazzling diamonds. She turns to an open brick archway leading to the outside balcony viewing a bright clear sky and the green garden down below. She closes her eyes feeling the gentle cool morning breeze blowing against her soft smooth face.
“Good morning Princess,” a male voice quietly said behind her.
The princess turns around seeing a young male, whom is a rune knight, with robes all over having several pieces of armor on him. He has on silver shoulder armor, calf armor, chest armor with a silver back plate, forearm guards and a silver boots. The princess smiles at the young knight that his duty is to always protect her and the family including the city.
“Kyro,” the princess said bowing.
“My lady,” Kyro abruptly said kneeling below the princess’s bow.
“There is no need for you to bow in front of me in private,” the princess said smiling.
“But my princess, I have to show my respect to you no matter what,” Kyro said blushing.
“Always follow the rules?” the princess said giggling.
“My lady… with do respect please reframe from casual talks,” Kyro said with his head down.
“You should loosen up once a while. You are only a year older then me and you sound like my parent’s advisor,” the princess tells Kyro while walking back inside the castle and continues down the hallway.
“My dear sweet princess… I only want what’s best for you future. You may deny it but you have the greatest responsibility and the greatest burden of ruling this city.” Kyro said turning around as it begins to get colder and he stops as he notices it.
He turns around viewing the western horizon where he spots clouds coming towards the city. He narrows his eyes as he turns toward the arch with his cape blowing around by the wind and then walks off.

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