• The demonic truth
    A boy named Ace was born in the land of Ancients. A world called Derkdice. The boy had red spiky hair and yellow eyes with a scar on the right eye.

    He wore a cross-like necklace around his neck. And he wore white and black clothes with dark red trimmings at the ends, as if he was light and darkness all in one being. He had an arm covered with clothing, as if he was trying to hide something. He carried a long sliver pole with a large black blade that curved down. He also had an unusual blade strapped to his back.

    When he walked though the street people looked at him with hate and dislike. Some of them would run away at the site of him, others would pick up rocks and chuck them at him.

    Ace was an assassin of an organization called The Nova Clan, an organization made to assassinate the evils in this world. But since the new leader came in to the clan, they were only killing innocent people for money. For about a year Ace had been an assassin until his 73rd assassination. He was in the town called Dernduke.

    As he walked down the gray stoned streets people looked at him with confusion. When he walked on to the next block. He noticed that some people were following him.

    An old man with blonde hair yelled “it’s the Nova Clan!” then suddenly everybody screamed and started to run. As the screams grew louder the guards came out with long gray lances. They were covered with chain mill, and armor with the towns crest on it. Ace started to grin and said. “Let’s have some fun!” The guards then came at him.

    He pulled out his scythe as one of the guards came at him with a lunge. Ace turned and punched the guard in the gut. As the guard fell to his knees gasping for air Ace slammed the pole of his scythe on the back of the guard’s neck, pushing it through the guard’s armor and through his neck, cutting his head off. All of the guards stared out of fright.

    After one of the guards yelled “get him!” all of the guards ran at him at once. Ace then lifted up his scythe over his head and spun it, sending little green blades flying out and hitting some of the guards.


    A guard jumped up into the air but before he could do anything Ace grabbed the blade strapped to his back. A chain with little blades on it came off the blade and wrapped around the guard, digging in to his skin. Ace suddenly pulled his arm back, the chain constricted the guard but then it ripped apart. Ace turned and looked at the guard. The guard stood motionless then ran off. Ace started to walk down the street. Upon hearing footsteps behind him he walked faster down the street. Still hearing the footsteps he turned around quickly and caught a glimpse of a white coat.

    A loud laugh came out of nowhere. “So Ace this is what you've been doing the whole time?” Said a mysterious voice.

    “Who’s there!” yelled Ace.

    “Oh I’m hurt. Don’t you remember your old friend Ace?"

    “I said who you are!” said Ace yelling again.

    “Hmmm let me remind you. You remember when...” then a loud ding came from the clock tower. “Now you remember Ace? Said the man.

    “Vincent is that really you?” asked Ace.

    “Hmmm so now you remember.” Said Vincent.

    “What are you doing here?” Asked Ace.

    “Well I was sent here to assassinate someone from the Nova clan named Ace.” Said Vincent.

    “Wha…wha…what? To assassinate me!” yelled Ace.

    Vincent started to laugh. “Hmmm I know isn’t it great Ace! You get to see me kill you! And I get to see you die!”

    “But were friends!” yelled Ace.

    “Yea. Used to be!”

    Suddenly Vincent jumped up into the air and pulled out a long green sword. As Vincent was about to land a hit Ace shielded himself with his scythe. The sword grinded down to pole of the scythe. As the sword was about to hit Ace’s hand, Ace took his free hand and slammed it against Vincent’s face. Vincent flew back and slammed against a wall.

    “Ow… That wasn’t very nice!” Yelled Vincent.

    “Stop this I don’t want to fight you!” Yelled Ace.

    “Well that’s too bad. The Trimmer Clan wants you dead!” yelled Vincent.

    “Why are you with The Trimmer Clan?!” Asked Ace.

    “Cause they are stronger!” Vincent then disappeared.

    “Looks like I have to kill him” thought Ace.

    Vincent suddenly appeared beside Ace stabbing him in the side of the gut. Ace grabbed his side and grimaced in pain. “I thought you said you were stronger?” asked Ace.

    “Yes I did.” Said Vincent.

    “Well I guess I heard wrong.” The image of Ace slowly started to fade away. “You know you should really plan things out more.” Ace said with a smile.

    “What you were just an image!” yelled Vincent.

    Suddenly a crack formed on the ground and then the chain blade suddenly came out and wrapped around Vincent.

    "Ha! Damn you’re too easy!” yelled Ace.

    “What the- when did you go underground!?” yelled Vincent.

    “It was when you were telling me that you were going to kill me.” Ace said in a calm voice.

    “Well well, you should not let you over confidence get the best of you” said Vincent.

    “Hmmm, why is that?” Asked Ace.

    Suddenly Vincent disappeared.

    Ace looked around in a panic. “s**t! Where is he?!” thought Ace.

    Vincent suddenly appeared behind Ace and slashed his back and then disappeared. Ace fell to his knees grimacing in pain as he began to fall into a state of unconsciousness. Ace started to feel numb then he felt pure rage go through his whole body. Ace began to think, "What’s going on? What...why...is this happening...to...me!" just then Ace went blank; it felt like another force just took over.

    As this was going on Vincent just stared at what was happening to him. "Hmmm what is this Ace? A little secret of yours?"

    Ace let out a loud and powerful roar that could wake the whole town, starting to stand up. As he was getting up he started to laugh."Ha! Ha! Hahahahaha!"

    as Ace looked at Vincent, Vincent noticed that ace's eyes where pure black.

    Ace started to say something. "What the hell are you looking at?!"

    Vincent asked “what in the hell are you."

    Then the demonic looking Ace looked straight at Vincent. “You there. I asked you a question! WHAT... THE... HELL... ARE... YOU... LOOKING... AT!” Yelled the demented Ace, pausing between words.

    “You. You’re not the Ace I no!” yelled Vincent. “Who the hell is this Ace?!"

    "The name is Damon. I am the demon of this idiot Nova! I and Nova were partners since birth!”

    Vincent looked confused and surprised at the same time. “Hmmm w-we...well you’re going to end the same as Nova! Dead!" Said Vincent.

    “Well we’re going to see if that is true.” Said Damon. Damon disappeared and then a loud laugh came out of nowhere. “I can smell it! I can smell your fear! You’re wondering where am I. where am I going to strike! Aren’t you!? It’s always fun to watch the prey fear for their life! But the funny thing is…” suddenly Damon slowly materializes behind Vincent with his black and red chain blade around Vincent’s throat. “I was behind you the whole time!”

    “What?!” screamed Vincent as Damon slowly pressed his blade against Vincent’s throat. Vincent slowly moved his hand toward the blade. Once Vincent had his hand on the blade he pushed forward with all of his strength. Damon just looked at Vincent and then just grinned.

    “Still got some fight left in you eh?” said Damon.

    Damon took the blade off of Vincent’s throat and sheathed it. He was still staring at Vincent and grinning.

    Vincent thought to himself. "What now?..." Vincent tried to think out a plan but he couldn’t focus. He couldn't focus because as he looked at Damon he could see that there was nothing but hate and despair in Damon’s eyes, like Damon was the type of person to not care for anyone.

    “Eh what you looking at… can we get back to the fight?” Said Damon.

    “Why do you want to keep fighting?” Asked Vincent.

    “Eh…why do I want to keep fighting? It’s because I want this idiot’s body to get stronger. For when I get complete control of him.” Said Damon.

    "What?! Yelled Vincent. Aren’t you strong enough?"

    "No! I want to become stronger so I can rule the clans!" Said Damon.

    "You can’t rule the clans! You’ll kill us all!" Yelled Vincent.

    "Eh…why is this?" Said Damon.

    "Cause you are a demon!" Yelled Vincent.

    "True I may be a demon. But I am a Breed! The forgotten race!" Yelled Damon

    "What is this race I never had of such a race? You’re just a demon to me!" Said Vincent with a grin, jumping into the air, throwing down his sword chanting. “Now shatter NEON!” the sword shattered into a thousand pieces and flew at Damon.

    “Eh this is new… but still it’s NOT ENOUGH!" Damon snapped his fingers and a light blue shield appeared and deflected the shattered sword. He started to run toward Vincent.

    Vincent was commanding the shattered pieces of the sword launching them at him.

    "Come on that’s it!?" Damon pulled out a pitch black gun and put a small green bullet in it. “This is a special bullet” Damon said as he aimed the gun at Vincent and fired it. Vincent moved the sword fragments into a shield. The little green bullet hit the fragment shield.

    “Looks like your plan didn’t work.”Said Vincent

    “Just hold on…” said Damon. Then suddenly the little bullet erupted into an explosion and violent flames. As this was happening little smaller bullets flew out of the main bullet hitting Vincent. “This is called a burst round bullet it explodes on contact with anything and then little smaller bullets come out” said Damon as he was running toward Vincent. Damon jumped up doing a flip slamming his ankle against the back of Vincent’s head making him fly toward the ground. As Vincent flew toward the ground Damon dashed alongside him grabbing his arm and slamming and sliding him against the ground and flinging him up in to the air. Damon pulled his arm back charging a bluish ball of light.

    Just as Vincent was in the air he was thinking. “What is this? How is this happening? I feel so useless!”

    Damon launched the bluish ball into a ray of energy. “Behold my fury!” The ray of energy shot right at Vincent and pierced his shoulder and when right through.

    “AAAAAAAAAH!” yelled Vincent as he landed on the ground with a hard slam, blood gushing out.

    Damon walked up to Vincent and said “my god you are weak!” Damon started to punch and kick Vincent around and slamming him against walls and cutting him with his chain blade. “Come on fight back! Even if you can’t move, you have to do something!” as this was happening in Damon. Nova was thinking “I’m becoming like him…A MONSTER!” Then Damon said. “It’s time we ended this!”

    “Please stop this you won! I give! I surrender! Please I beg of you!” pleaded Vincent, scared for his life. “I won’t try and kill you anymore!"

    Damon just stood there with a grin. “I’m not Nova! I don’t care if you surrender or if you say that you won’t try and kill me!" Damon aimed the gun right at Vincent. “Now it’s time to end this” In Damon’s head Nova thought “No! Don’t kill him!”

    “Shut it Nova ill do what I want!” said Damon.

    “Are you talking to Nova? Are you? Nova tell him to stop please!” begged Vincent

    “Well goodbye Vincent. You were fun. But not fun enough!” said Damon.

    Just as Damon was about to pull the trigger he just stopped. “Why can’t I move?! Nova why can’t I move?!”

    “I need to gain control again!” said Nova.

    “No stop this Nova!” just then Damon’s eyes started to flicker red. “NO NO NOOOO!” yelled Damon. Nova began to go back to normal, but in a last attempt Damon pulled the trigger, ending Vincent’s life.

    Nova fell to his knees unconscious.

    As a couple hours passed Nova woke up, seeing a crowd of people. He noticed Vincent on the ground dead.

    Nova then got up and slowly walked away whispering “damn it Damon.”

    As Nova walked away he saw people dressed in all black wearing white masks walking toward Vincent’s body. A loud voice came out of nowhere. “Get back!”

    As Nova looked, he saw a man with light brown hair and pale skin as if he was sick. He was the only one not wearing a white mask.

    “Sir please calm down.” One of the soldiers said.

    “Don’t tell me what to do!” The man stabbed him in the stomach only using his hand. “I command you! Not you command me!”

    The soldier fell down gasping in pain. Another soldier walked up to the man telling him to put his mask on. The man did the same thing he had done before to this soldier.

    Another loud voice shot out of nowhere. “Lloyd settle down!”

    “Who do you think you are?” shouted Lloyd.

    Everything went silent.

    “Who do you think you’re talking to?” said the voice.

    Lloyd looked back only to see a woman with black hair and tan skin. “Val…Val… Valencia!”

    “You should be conscious of who you speak to, because those words might be your last!” Valencia pushed Lloyd aside and walks up to the scene.

    “Vincent!” as she saw the body on the ground she looked around the area to see if there was anyone in the crowd who looked suspicious.

    Nova began to slowly walk away.

    “Who did this to him? Who did this to one of my men!” yelled Valencia.

    An old man slowly walked forward. “I saw the fight with my own eyes. It was a man with red hair with a scar down one of his eyes he was from the Nova Clan.”

    “You mean Ace was here!” yelled Valencia.

    Then Lloyd said. “His name is not Ace its Nova. He is pretty good but not this good. There is a rumor going around that he is a demon child. They say he was used for war that is why he is in the assassin business. As a child he was put in the war between the Nova and Quake. The war was won but at a deadly price.”

    “And what was that?” asked Valencia.

    “The Quake Clan lost 169 men."

    “And Nova lost?” said Valencia

    “235 men. All because of Novas rage and the demon’s influence.” Said Lloyd

    “My god that much!?” Said Valencia.

    “Yes I know it is terrible. This monster must be killed at once!” Said Lloyd

    as this conversation was going on Nova hated himself more and more. He remembered past events of people trying to kill him and chasing him out of town.

    Nova started to walk when he bumped into a girl about his age. The girl was wearing a white robe with yellow sashes. She was quite pale and she had blonde hair and a black eye and a yellow hawk eye. The girl then yelled. “You!”

    Nova was confused about what was going on. “What is it that you want?” Said Nova.

    Then the girl said. “Lord Sadler is looking for you!”

    “Who is this Lord Sadler?” said Nova

    “Wait is your name Cloud?” Ask the girl.

    “No I am Nova.” Said Nova

    “Oh sorry to have wasted your time.” Said the girl.

    “If I see him I’ll let him know that you are looking for him.” Said Nova

    “Ok thanks. And by the way… You need to learn to control him more. You got half of the other breeds attention by what you did. Now you got other breeds wanting your power.” Then the girl suddenly disappeared images of her appeared running across buildings.

    Nova then to started to run scaling walls leaping off of poles and jumping from rooftop to rooftop. The girl just looked back smiling. As Nova ran after the girl he noticed that she was getting a lot faster. The girl looked back again and said. “Why are you following me?”

    “I want to know more about the Breeds.” Said Nova

    “I have to find Cloud. Now leave me alone.” Said the girl.

    “At least let me know your name.” said Nova.

    “My name is Saya. But just call me Sai.” Said Sai.
    “Well maybe I can help you look for him.” said Nova.
    “Sure why not it will be a lot more easier.”Said Sai.
    “Please tell me. What he looks like?” Asked Nova.
    “Hmmm he has black spiky hair, red eyes, a tan trench coat with red plated stomach armor and black pants, and a right claw-like hand.” Said Sai.
    “That’s not even close to what I look like!”Yelled Nova.
    “Hey I just got bad judgment!” Sai yelled.
    “I have red spiky hair, yellow eyes and white clothes!”Nova yelled.
    “Well whatever let’s just go and look for him. It pretty dangerous to let him walk around like this. A lot of people hate your kind.” Sai said with a sad face.
    As they walked down an area that look more highly kept the houses were highly maintained the grass and parks had no leafs on it. The people dress more nicely.
    “Why are we hated so much?” Nova asked with a sad face.
    “Well it’s probably because of the power that the Breeds posses.” Said Sai.
    As Nova and Sai walked around the city there were a lot of people looking at them. Is it their clothes? The way they walked? Or…did they know what he really was? Did they see what we did? Thought Nova.
    “Relax.” Whispered Sai “You’re being too stressed out. Just relax.”
    “I’m sorry I get really nervous around people that look at me funny.” Said Nova
    “Just get a grip.” Sai said in an angry sounding voice. “People think you’re up to something when you act like that.”
    As they kept walking Sai and Nova heard some people talking about a man with black hair and black clothes on. Causing trouble with some of the nobles. Nova and Sai asked where the boy was, they replied in a cautious way “H…He’s over there. “Said one of the nobles as he was pointing to a corner leading to a nicely lit ally way. They walk away fast talking to themselves, Nova over heard them saying “what are they doing here? We better alert a guard.”
    Nova then grabbed Sais hand runs toward the ally way. “Hey! Wha!” Sai said. “Just run!” Nova yelled. Before the nobles get a second look at them.
    Nova and Sai running down the dark alley the noble had pointed out. As they ran Nova noticed Sai’s face terrified and she was crying. In the alley they ran out in to a crowd of people circling something and cheer and yelling things .Nova stop and asked. “What’s wrong?”
    “Don’t grab my hand so suddenly. Sai said. “Why” Nova asked. Then Sai said “I’m a special type of breed. I…I read minds with my hands. And when you grabbed my hand I read your mind. That’s why I was crying…I saw some things in your past that you did.” “I don’t want to talk about it” said Nova.
    “But how can you sit by and do nothing while they do that!!!” “I SAID I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!!!” yelled Nova.
    Then out of nowhere Nova and Sai heard a loud clash. It sounded like swords. It was coming from where the crowd was circling something. Nova and Sai ran in to the crowd pushing them aside and saw two people.
    One was wearing a red vest with a grey metal chest plate. And grey pants with white strips going down the front of them. And wore a reddish grey trench coat. He had short blonde spiky hair.
    And the other man had short black spiky hair just like the other guy. He wore a tan trench coat with red plated stomach armor. And wore black pants. And had a claw like hand Nova then whispered to Sai “is this guy cloud?”
    Nova turned where Sai was, but she was gone, he then heard loud foot step in front of him and some of the crowd gasping and shouting stuff. And then the crowd started to Boo for some reason.
    Nova looked forward only to see Sai running to the center where the two guys where. She ran to the wearing the tan trench coat tugging on him pointing toward Nova’s way. Nova then realized it was the guy Sai described. It was cloud! Nova then started to walk toward the center of the crowd, when he felt this sudden intent to kill flow over him. It was like an ill aura. Nova then started to look around; his eyes then caught cloud starring at him smiling. “Were is the aura coming from? Nova thought. Is it the crowd? No they there aura isn’t strong enough.” Nova looked at the guy in the reddish trench coat. “Is it him? I can’t sense anything from him. Why?” Nova then felt a sharp pain in his head; everything then started to go black. All he saw in the darkness was Cloud. Just sitting there smiling. Then a voice that sounded just like Damon’s said in a slight laugh “ah…so you’re my other half? Hmm your partner looks weak. How come? It was quite for a bit only when Damon’s voice come out and said. “I don’t know he is just too weak! He is pathetic! He can’t fight! Gets injured half of the time, that’s why I had to surface this time! To finish what he started like always! Then he complains about what I done!
    Then the other voice started to speak. “Well I can understand from his point of view. The thought of being taken over so suddenly, just say that you are going to help or something like that”.
    The darkness begun to fade away reveling, Cloud slamming against the wall. The man in the reddish trench coat pulled out a gun and started to fire several rounds into Cloud. The crowd cried running away. Just then the body of Cloud slowly faded away. The man in the trench coat gasped as he still held the gun out. But just then cloud appeared above him, grabbing his arm and disappeared.
    It was hard for Nova’s eyes to follow where Cloud was going, when he appeared high in the air with the guy over his shoulder. He then threw him up higher into the air. He then unsheathed his sword which had a black and greed handle, and the hand guard was white. The blade was a bright yellowish. He then swung the blade hitting the man. Making him fly higher into the air, he then slashed him 1, 2, 3,4,5,6,7,8,9 times. Then disappearing and letting the guy fall a little bit. Then appearing behind him with his sword over his head, the sword was glowing a dark red. He then swung down as hard as he can, slamming in to the guys back. The guy flew down with pieces of his trench coat flying off. For a second it looked like he was going to slam into the ground, but at the last moment the guy spun around. Landing on his feet, there was an immense strong gust of wind that shot about the area. The man in the red trench coat then unsheathed his sword from his back. It had a blue and grey handle, and a dark sliver hand guard, the blade was little bit bigger in with compared to Cloud’s. in the middle of the blade was 2 big triangular holes. The man spun in circles. All the wind that was being pushed out started to get sucked up to him. The dust from the ground gathered up and spun with the wind, a brownish gray cloud of dust formed around the man. He then swung his blade straight up at Cloud and shouted. “Wind dragon!” a gust of wind then shot straight up along with the dust, forming the shape of a dragons head.