learking deep in the shadows of the night a figure in black with eyes burning with the fires of hell ready to kill by his one true desire. he turned his back on his true love for she cheated on him and he left her dressed all in black. the act started as a quest for vengance and ended in blood. he thought it was fun so he couldn't run from the fact that the blood covered knife in his hand was ready to plunge. I tried to help him but it was to late his destiny was sealed by fate. on my walk home what should i see but anouther limp body laying in an ally jus befor my feet. steam rises from the bloody wonds watching the blood form a river of fear between my feet as i realize the reeper has struck once again. his dystiny once his now sealed by fate or might i say hate because the only true way out is to love thy mate