Gods Apear

GODS APPEAR

"…" Speech

‘…’ thought

Thunder rolled overhead as a lone figure stood atop a ruined building looking up at the structure of the Temen-Ni-Gru. He dressed in a black overcoat, a Chinese kung fu jacket, blue jeans, and leather shoes, white hair reached the small of his back, this was tied from the next, so not to get into his eyes.

" Arkham!" He said without moving. Then the sound of footsteps could be heard behind him as the black dabbler approached.

"Yes master!" Bowing respectfully, his eyes never leaving the figure that stood before him.

" Do either of them suspect any more involvement?" The figure didn’t move, then another clap of thunder rolled and the heavens opened, rain hitting and stone, like a thousand needles.

"No sir. I shall lead them like dogs on a lead, just as you instructed. As for my daughter." He paused as the sound of swords could be heard clashing from up above.

"So it’s begun. You know what to do, and leave the girl to me, she is none of your concern." Arkham went to interrupt he was silenced by the stranger lifting his right hand, and he knew better than to go against him. " She may be the key, Arkham, but I have plans for her to, so just wait. ‘He looked up at the tower’ you may open the gate when the time comes, but the boy is mine, not the crazy -power-hungry-one, but Dante."

He turned for the first time to Arkham. He looked young no older than eighteen, with medium high cheek- bones, a nice framed nose, violet eyes, nicely shaped lips. His white hair didn’t cover his eyes, but parted I the middle, and went down as far as his jaw. His expression was one for utter calm, as he walked up to Arkham but stopped a few paces in front of him.

" I gave you power, don’t ask for more. Even if you do get the power of Sparda, I shall far out league you anyway, just remember that." He then read Arkham’s face; it was plastered with both shock and fear at the statement he was just given. He breathed deep, a moistened air, and with a shudder he relaxed. He expression now calm he turned and started walking off.

" I understand Master Michel Hyuuga." ‘ How can he say that he is more powerful than the legendary sparda’ and with that he was gone.

Michel turned to his previous position at the edge of the ruined building. Suddenly there was a shifting energy behind him. And a dark form rose up. It stood at the same height as Michel it had a wide build, With powerful arms legs, back. Two black wings spread from its back, they where a mix between a bats and an angels. At it s elbow two red spikes rutted out at a vertical angle, it head was of a cat it’s yellow eyes looking at him. It had silver hair reaching to the small of its back where black lions tail swayed patiently.

" What do you have to report Griever?" The creature bowed.

" The women has entered the tower, and has encountered Dante. He and his brother and just fought, as you might have already guessed. His devil powers have awakened, and the demons are overjoyed with your return, master, they wish to see you." Griever looked concerned, and wrapped his tail around Michel’s waist, in a comforting gesture, at the sigh that escaped his master’s lips.

" Do you consider yourself a demon Griever?

" No, for I am a Guardian Force yours to be precise." The GF leaded down to and rested its head on his shoulder. This eased Michel who rubbed his nose.

" You are right. Now let’s get things underway, oh and keep an eye on Arkham, I still don’t trust him."

The GF nodded knowingly. Michel clicked his fingers and in a crackle of energy they where gone.

Up over head a beastly scream could be heard in the night sky.

So what do you think this is my first story, and chapter.

The beast owned by Michel is the GF Griever from Final Fantasy VIII.

Michel is my origianl character, so he is mine.

Please review Thanks.