Post by whiteraven on Jul 1, 2010 21:10:24 GMT -5
He sat down at a table, he was not a student but to him it did not matter Raven Darkheart was dead, not that he should have existed in the first place but dead none the less. "Note to self never hire hit men again." He whispered. He could hear students complaining about homework or laughing having a good time a girl in the corner booth was crying and another girl was comforting her.
Something about getting dumped, this brought back a memory of the only woman he ever loved.
"Zytka." He whispered, he could remember her face and body down to the smallest detail. Her jet black hair, Her crystal green eyes, that red headband with a tiny golden ball on it. Her lips, pink, never with lipstick.
"How she hated lipstick." Raven whispered, then sighed. She had three red ribbons around her neck, they always sparked in the sunlight somehow. Her torso those DD breast and her hourglass shaped figure her arms perfect length, perfect size. Her hands were small and she always painted her nails a different color each day today would have been a lime green. "I still remember that even."
He whispered.
She had long legs and always wore an anklet made of diamonds. Her pink blouse with red ribbons all over it and black skin tight pants with those white high heel boots. Shadow remembered the first time she hugged him her body was warm and her heartbeat was slow and soothing. In Shadow's eyes she was perfect.
Now her personality always so warm loving almost always smiling. Fond memories of a wonderful girl she shouldn't have been killed. A voice caught Shadow's ears it was coming from a nearby radio.
we innerupt this program for some breaking news A girl who has been missing for twelve years has been found, we go to you live to Jim Marton.
A female newscaster said Shadow shrugged, oddly enough it had been twelve years since Zytka was killed another thing that he found strange was that today was her birthday The broadcast wasn't over though. But due to the fact he was deep in thought he missed some of it.
Thank you Donna, Here we have found a girl whose been missing for twelve years she must have some...I don't know how to discribe what I'm seeing it's like I...it's to hard to tell. Must be God's work but whatever the case I'm going to see if I can get an interview with this girl. The rush of air and the heavy foot steps of the man running could be heard.
Miss,Miss Can I have a few words with you? You could now hear the reporter panting from running so fast.
Yes what is it?
Shadow felt like he'd just been punched in the gut that voice was so much like Zytka's that it hurt him.
Do you know where you were, were you kidnapped?
What? no not kidnapped, I'm looking for someone maybe you've seen him.
Sorry if I pronouce your name wrong Zytika is it?
"What the hell? Hey turn it up!" A young adult male did so.
It's Zytka, I'm looking for my boyfriend His name is Shadow Chrestmire, have you seen him? Do you know him?
Wait who?
Oh so you don't, that's ok bye.
Miss Zytka please wait I have questions for-
A loud thud could be heard and the radio was silent Shadow didn't care he heard all he needed to Zytka was alive that was all that mattered he rushed outside.
Something about getting dumped, this brought back a memory of the only woman he ever loved.
"Zytka." He whispered, he could remember her face and body down to the smallest detail. Her jet black hair, Her crystal green eyes, that red headband with a tiny golden ball on it. Her lips, pink, never with lipstick.
"How she hated lipstick." Raven whispered, then sighed. She had three red ribbons around her neck, they always sparked in the sunlight somehow. Her torso those DD breast and her hourglass shaped figure her arms perfect length, perfect size. Her hands were small and she always painted her nails a different color each day today would have been a lime green. "I still remember that even."
He whispered.
She had long legs and always wore an anklet made of diamonds. Her pink blouse with red ribbons all over it and black skin tight pants with those white high heel boots. Shadow remembered the first time she hugged him her body was warm and her heartbeat was slow and soothing. In Shadow's eyes she was perfect.
Now her personality always so warm loving almost always smiling. Fond memories of a wonderful girl she shouldn't have been killed. A voice caught Shadow's ears it was coming from a nearby radio.
we innerupt this program for some breaking news A girl who has been missing for twelve years has been found, we go to you live to Jim Marton.
A female newscaster said Shadow shrugged, oddly enough it had been twelve years since Zytka was killed another thing that he found strange was that today was her birthday The broadcast wasn't over though. But due to the fact he was deep in thought he missed some of it.
Thank you Donna, Here we have found a girl whose been missing for twelve years she must have some...I don't know how to discribe what I'm seeing it's like I...it's to hard to tell. Must be God's work but whatever the case I'm going to see if I can get an interview with this girl. The rush of air and the heavy foot steps of the man running could be heard.
Miss,Miss Can I have a few words with you? You could now hear the reporter panting from running so fast.
Yes what is it?
Shadow felt like he'd just been punched in the gut that voice was so much like Zytka's that it hurt him.
Do you know where you were, were you kidnapped?
What? no not kidnapped, I'm looking for someone maybe you've seen him.
Sorry if I pronouce your name wrong Zytika is it?
"What the hell? Hey turn it up!" A young adult male did so.
It's Zytka, I'm looking for my boyfriend His name is Shadow Chrestmire, have you seen him? Do you know him?
Wait who?
Oh so you don't, that's ok bye.
Miss Zytka please wait I have questions for-
A loud thud could be heard and the radio was silent Shadow didn't care he heard all he needed to Zytka was alive that was all that mattered he rushed outside.
