Thu Feb 16, 2012 8:47 pm by Capa Enthral
*It was at the moment which he had seen his reflection in the pool of blood that it distorted by the spilling of his own blood dripping down into it. He gave a gasp before he fell into the blood, turning as held his hand over the wound. As he fell back into it his blood flowed from his very body into the pool of others that have given themselves to the darkness. He couldn't see anything because it was the darkness taking over his mind, he felt like he was sinking.
The wound pulsed with pain but it wasn't just the wound that was driving him mad, something in his head. He felt like he was being tortured, he screamed in utter pain but he could hear nothing. Just feel the blood flood into his mouth as he began choking on it. His heart pumped blood threw his veins he tried reaching out but it was just even colder. Then, he felt something grab him. First it was just one but then there were many more, shadows began keeping him under. Was he going crazy? Shining threw the trees the sunlight came, he could see the shine on the dark red water but he could not get to it. The voices in his head were getting louder and his vision got darker. He seen something amongst the darkness, but now he wasn't awake. It was something he was being shown.
This vision had been embedded deep into his mind, he hadn't even known his heart had stopped beating for a moment there. That vision? He had already forgotten but deep within his self consious it rested to be one day revealed to him..just a moment there he thought he was done for. It was quiet on the outside, the surface of blood had grown calm. Yet he hadn't done all of this to die, well not entirely. Death is only the beguinning. Suddenly his arm rushed out from the surface. He grabbed the ground and pulled himself out, at first he could only hear his heart beguinning to beat again.
Yet as he thought about it, he had only herd his heart beating after he was out. He could barely see or hear when he had climbed out...the blood of others dripped off of him. Reborn, his past, a part of him was still down there, dead beneath the surface of blood. The man that had risen was something else, Jak was on his knees with his eyes shut, he took a few more breaths before he opened his eyes, now that he was out he understood what just happened. He didn't say anything for the moment, he thought about what he herd down there. The vision, he could not remember with reasoning. * I've embraced the darkside..i can feel it. *He said in a quiet tone.* But i will still feel the weight of shackles holding me down until the day the one's who brought me down are destroyed once and for all..