He couldn't stop stareing at his reflection "What am I? who am I...?" he asked himself looking at the black wings on his back, he took hold of his wings ripping them off violently howling in pain, massive amounts of blood were gushing from his back he began feeling weak soon falling to the ground into the puddle of muddy water he layed there lifeless he had completely ibingiay up, he slowly faded out of consciousness as his blood slowly filled the muddy puddle he started to laugh feeling the madness took over his mind, he rolled over to look at the star's once madami before he was completely dead from blood, he then heard a voice in the distance "Oh no are you okay?" sinabi a women about 16 year's of age running to help him, he laughed even madami as if he wanted to die he completely blacked out only hearing the women's voice once madami "Please hang in there everything is going to be okay." sinabi the women softly, soon light's started to burn bright as he awoke. Five men stood above him as they picked him up carrying him to a cart, he was on his way to the doctor looking up at the tree's passing sa pamamagitan ng as the headed down the kalye he couldn't help but cry a little as if he were noticeing nature's beauty for the first time, "You're losing a lot of blood, we need to hurry." the women sinabi looking at the hero's wounds then quickly turnning to the man driving the kariton speaking in whispers, both of them looked back at the hero with a confused look on their face's they kept whispering, soon reaching the docter's house they picked him up sa pamamagitan ng his shoulder's walking him to the docter's tahanan with his feet dragging the ground he felt helpless and some how had a bad feeling about examining him, the women knocked on the door gently a friendly old man answered the door "Yes, what can I do for you?" he asked the women kindly "Docter we have a injured man that need's you're attention quickly!" she replied with a worried tone, the old man looked over at him "Alright bring him in I will see what I can do." sinabi the man as he went back inside. They layed him down on the mesa examining his wound's seeming as if an animal had shredded his back to pieces "This is bad if we don't bandage these up he will surely bleed to death." sinabi the old man as he went to his medicine cabnint searching with great haste, the women was waiting outside the room "Who is this man?" she thought to herself as a man in a black balabal approached her silently "Mam I have those report's you asked for." replied the cloaked man as he walked off pagganap like nothing happened "Ah yes now I can find out just who this man is." she sinabi to herself opening the ulat slowly, she stood there pagbaba the ulat from what she could see he was a normal person "Hmm.. I thought for sure he was..... I guess I am just imagining things." she laughed as she sat back down. As night turned to araw it seemed the hero would never wake up they were loseing hope untill he twitched slightly smelling a hint of tusino comeing from the docter's kusina "Hu...huh? what's that smell?" he asked sniffing around a little the women from last night walked in the room "Why that my dear boy is bacon." she replied giggleing slightly, the hero's eye's opened quickly sitting up with great haste he kept sniffing the air "I can't put my finger on it but I have felt like I have smelled this before." he sinabi trying to get up out of kama "No no you have to stay in bed." replied the women helping him back into kama "... fine." replied the hero with a frustrated face, laying back down he felt a sharp pain coeming from his back side "AH! what the hell!" he yelped in pain "Oh which bring's me to ask you how did you get those scar's on you're back?" she asked as she raised his sando looking at them "Oh.... I really don't know myself.... kinda like a blur." He replied as he thought to himself "If I tell her what really happened she would know I'm a monster." thinking to himself as he reached back and felt his scar's jumping slightly from them still being freshly sewn up.
This is a story; my story. I am Damien Cole Demidov. My grandparents are full-blooded Russian. I am twenty-one years old, and I’ve been locked up in an asylum for four years.
I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.
I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.
An Angel
A Demon
A battle
Raging in
The night sky
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
The angel knelt down
On the cold winters ground
Spoke a soft prayer
Looked into the empty night air
Saw an image of himself
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
The demon summoned all his courage
And broke through the cage
He found no reason
He drew back his army
And walked to the angel in harmony
With a fanged smile
From the demon
A wicked gleam
From the angel
They made their truths
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
No battle
No challenge
Peace
Amongst two forces
Now bonded
Inseparable
A Demon
A battle
Raging in
The night sky
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
The angel knelt down
On the cold winters ground
Spoke a soft prayer
Looked into the empty night air
Saw an image of himself
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
The demon summoned all his courage
And broke through the cage
He found no reason
He drew back his army
And walked to the angel in harmony
With a fanged smile
From the demon
A wicked gleam
From the angel
They made their truths
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
No battle
No challenge
Peace
Amongst two forces
Now bonded
Inseparable