THE DARK LEGION!!
Corrupting the souls of the faithful
since 1979 BC.
The very bad of the baddies in
the world!
The very essence of that which is evil!
Cruelty and malignance given form!
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This is the team for the blackhearted little guy in all of us!
Simply put....the
bad guys.
But that's
okay...cause sometimes....
the badguys
get to win.
They are my
personal preference in the game
although they
are grossly out numbered.
That just
means we have strength
and more power
than those
damned weakling humans!!!
FROM WHERE IT CAME
It was a dark day...the
rain poured down like hot molten steel against my body.
It was hot and unbearable...but
there was no sense going inside. The weather reflected how
I felt inside.
A boil of things gone wrong. First Arcadia...then Frank. They
were gone.
Lost to whatever
God held power over this damned world.
I sat against a large
tree...half sobbing...half mad. It was dark and cold and I was alone.
I was soaking wet
and reaked of cheap alcohol...I wanted to lose myself in the trees that
night.
I wanted to run
away and hide and never show my face to the civilized world again.
The cruelties of
which I wished not to face again. The people...the machines...the
corporations
that promised anything
and stole everything. They took my soulmate, and my brother from
me.
The images burned
my eyes and I raked at them with numb half frozen fingers...
"Come to me"
I jerked my head
around. Someone was there in the darkness. Watching me.
Suddenly it felt
comforting to know that I wasn't alone. And yet it was disturbing
all the same.
Soemthing had found
me shivering and weeping in the cold darkness.
And it wispered
softly.
"I know your pain."
A robed figure sitting
in a tree across a small valley.
It reached out a
hand and beckoned for me. I don't know why...I don't know how...
But I walked towards
it. The rain had stopped and for a moment I could see the light of
the night sky.
It was beautiful and horrifying in it's vast emptiness.
And then I was in
front of the small figure hidden in dark cloth.
It raised it's head
and I saw a beautiful glowing face. She couldn't
have been more than
myself in years. Bright and vibrant. But there was
something familiar
about her eyes. Untold pain hidden deep within them. She knew
the
loss, as I have
this day. Strange things ran through my head...I was being washed
away
in a sea of understanding
and relief. She held her arms out to me and I took them.
Finding shelter
in her loving embrace.
Something struck
my mind then...something deep and powerful
and yet amazingly
simple in it's brilliance.
It was the brotherhood
that was responsible for their deaths.
I'll have my vengeance.....