finally I can sleep...forever.

[ravendarkheart]

His body was so bloody, his clothing was almost crimson instead of the white it used to be.
He dragged himself into an empty warehouse. If he were to die he'd die in his bed. He smirked, it was ironic how he himself would die when he intended to be a mayter. "

Funny how I'll bleed out instead of dying by one of their hands." He slumped up against a wall and slid downward it was too hard to stand.

"Moria...May...God be..with..............you." His eyes began to get heavy.
He laughed softly,

"The world rejoices at my death." He finely shut his eyes.

"Laugh, sing, dance, be happy, For Raven Darkheart......is dying. You'll....never...worry again."

[whiteraven]

"There can't be two of us you know." He said as he approached the one who took his identity,his life, everything. He picked him up and slammed him into the wall then looked him in the eyes.

"I thought I had lost everything but now...now you die." He slammed him on the ground and curb stomped his face. As he walked away he said to himself, "They'll think Raven Darkheart is dead they don't know who he even is, I have no scars other then the one going down my face
I am Shadow Chrestmire the real one the one who will take them all out. I don't kill...much. It did not matter, not now. The true Shadow had arrived in New York and he was here to take out Lucifer.

[ravendarkheart]

Impostor that he was he still lived. The one that many called Raven Darkheart was really a boy with no name. He coughed a few times. "So I failed I tried to kill you.............but the bullet hit you in the heart How did you live......wait......it was one of the saints that I....got....dammit!"
his heart slowed. "smart......Shadow.....very.....smart." It stopped.