RavenSeraph

Breathing heavily, Vander grasped the hilt of his giant spoon as he struggled to stand. Maple syrup was dripping from the gaping wound inflicted upon him by his foe. Vander's legs shook violently as he lowered himself into a stance and held his Zwei-ladle firmly. Staring through syrup soaked eyes he focused on his enemy in the distance. The demon taquito was casually approaching Vander, it knew he was weakened and vulnerable. How could he have been so careless during this battle? On the other hand, how could he have known that Lord Benadryl had begun summoning more powerful creatures? This fight would be a testament to his training or possib

       With a loud bang the room's door was slung open forcefully. The boy slowly opened his eyes and rubbed his messy green hair as he lay on the dirty mattress he awoke on. The strange guard who burst into his holding room walked to the bed and jerked the boy up by his arm. The boy let out a small groan as the guard started into the hallway with him in tow. "Don't give me that. Dr. Geness wants to see you, so be a good little brat and don't be a pain in the ass." the guard commanded as he pulled the boy at his pace, almost dragging him.       The boy's eyes hadn't fully focused yet as he was drug past several other holding cells with peop