- Messages
- 248
- OOC First Name
- Brian
Hands in his pockets Luthor walked down the dark alley of Bleak Street, waiting for the girl to appear. They were supposed to be having another of their famous 'play dates' even though the girl new by now that Luthor didn't enjoy being around other people. He liked being alone with the small animals, watching as their blood trickled onto the ground. His eyes grew colder than the snow on the ground as he thought about the latest creature that had lost it's life simply because he had wanted it to be so. A few more years and he would be going to school, something Sigourney had more than warned him would be a difficult challenge for him because he would have to 'act' normal despite the fact that he was far from that and had always been quite different from the other children that roamed around. His presence in Bleak Street was enough since no creature would dare come near him, even the Hags feared his name but that was simply because they were as much his prey as the birds and rats that roamed the streets.
"Epiphany, where are you?" Luthor said coldly as he kicked the snow on the ground. She was always late and that drove Luthor crazy since punctuality was something he held highly in other people. His eyes grew colder as he thought about the day when he'd finally be able to kill the girl and watch her blood fall onto the ground. Luthor did not know when that day would come but he knew that it would eventually be within his grasps and that nobody would be able to stand in his way. Luthor looked up as he saw an icicle hanging from a nearby bench, walking over towards it he pulled it off and began playing with the pointed in imagining the sounds a creature would make as he pierced it's flesh with the icy instrument of death. He couldn't wait for the day when he had his wand and could fully realize his magic potential, it had been known for years that Luthor did in fact possess magic which meant that it would only be a matter of time before he could start using the darkness that he was destined to learn.
"Epiphany, where are you?" Luthor said coldly as he kicked the snow on the ground. She was always late and that drove Luthor crazy since punctuality was something he held highly in other people. His eyes grew colder as he thought about the day when he'd finally be able to kill the girl and watch her blood fall onto the ground. Luthor did not know when that day would come but he knew that it would eventually be within his grasps and that nobody would be able to stand in his way. Luthor looked up as he saw an icicle hanging from a nearby bench, walking over towards it he pulled it off and began playing with the pointed in imagining the sounds a creature would make as he pierced it's flesh with the icy instrument of death. He couldn't wait for the day when he had his wand and could fully realize his magic potential, it had been known for years that Luthor did in fact possess magic which meant that it would only be a matter of time before he could start using the darkness that he was destined to learn.