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Night of the Dark Goth

Night of the Dark Goth





Riddick got up quickly, he looked around to find nothing but his empty room. He sighed loudly, he had another nightmare. They came quite frequently since the mist came. They were always different too, something about one of the other clicks doing something to him. Generally, he tried to just stay away from the other clicks, however they didn't like him. He was a goth, and had been years before the mist came. About three years before a strange mist surrounded the earth. It changed people, in many different ways. Most of the people were taken over by the mist and were driven insane. They have nothing but the most basic of thoughts, thinking only of their instincts. The rest of the people started to slowely discovering powers. These powers came to them depending on what kind of person they were. Heavy Metal junkies all became known today as punkers. Preps and jocks all became known as Athletes. Christians are Radical Christians and their beleifs have become out of control and they beleive themselves to be God's wrath. The Government and other law enforcement became Agents. Then there were people like Riddick. He was a goth, and now they were all called Dark Goths. They had gained a magical sence of the world, and had learned to use its powers to cast "spells". They were however loners and didn't always like to have the company of others unless they were other Dark Goths. Riddick himself was a master of using Shadows. This made him a very rare person. Not many people world wide could even begin to use shadow magic. It was the slowest to develop and it's usefulness questioned. However to a true shadow mage it was better than anything else. The thing was, that the element of shadows was everywhere. You didn't have to search deep within yourself to get it like fire, or lightning. Shadows are everywhere and inside everyone.


Riddick was twenty years old, and he was one of the first to develop the world's new powers. His long black hair went to his shoulders, and his hazel eyes were full of hatred for most of the rest of the people in this world. He lived in a small apartment on