Let Us Take, Never Give

[halfmoonhowl]

Plot: There is a wolf who has been here since time began: he is the overlord of the Land of the Dead. He's as big as a mountain, as smart as a fox, and dangerous as a snake. But some are fed up with him. One wolf in particular wants to rule the Land of the Dead instead. Can he do it?

Setting: The Land of the Dead, duh!

IC: The overlord sat utop his perch, his ears just brushing the top of the Land of the Dead. Here, he could gaze down upon his subjects, those that had done vile and unforgivable things in their lives. Those who would never become reincarnated. Those he could send to the pile of nothingness with a swipe of his paw, with a single roar. And there he saw the wolf he hated most of all: the silver one, Thorn.

That no good wolf had murdered so many others and wanted power so badly, that he had been sent here for all eternity. What a break for the overlord. That wolf gave him such a headache! And if he sent Thorn to the pile of nothingness, he would still find a way out. It had happened before.

The overlord sighed.

***

Down below, Thorn lay next to the black pond amid the gray bulrushes, basking in the darkness. He was an ugly sight to see. Numerous scars lay across his face and he had but a single eye. One ear lay torn in ribbons and always seemed to hang in front of his face. His pelt was tattered and patchy, and his tail was bent. He walked with a heavy limp.

No warmth was here and he knew it. But what did he care? All he cared about was getting rid of the overlord and becoming the overlord himself. All he needed was a disciple or two. The overlord wasn't as powerful as some were willing to think. In truth, he was afraid of Thorn. He had already sent Thorn to the pile of nothingness and still Thorn had escaped. He would haunt the overlord for eternity, and the overlord knew that fact only too well.

Thorn smirked, exposing forever bloody, broken teeth. Once the overlord was taken care of, he would take over. The Land of the Dead would be under his rule. He would control everything down here.

Finally he stood, mulling over his thoughts. He needed a plan, and for that to work, he needed a disciple. Gazing over the beaten lands, he looked around for a possible apprentice.

((Sorry it's so short. I'm not feeling it, you know?))

[selth9]

...In the pits of the underworld, there is little kindness...

...Little love...

...Little life...

An orb floated through dark the gates of the underworld. A green orb.
It moved leisurly through the winding paths to The land of the dead, passing defeated or dead souls along the way. They saw her, but they didn't care. A silent sadness griped the orb, and she turned blue at the sight of them. Still, she continued onward. The walls were orange from a strange light, and the path was cracked and beaten, but the floating orb had nothing to fear. No natural light shone here. In her mind, she thought of the natural blue light on the ocean at night. The moon so high above her....

"It's been a long time since I last visited the dead."

Finally she reached the large open area that was the main feature of the land of the dead. It was a large cavern, and many wolves prowled it, dark wolves that had killed many. Traier wandered among the earth-like features, a dead tree here, a black shrub there, and looked at the dead.
She came here more often than others, as if it were a walk in the park or such. But darkness was very strong here. She could feel it on her translucent form. But she could stand it. And something had called her to go here. Traier was not sure what it was, or why she had to be here, but she had come.

Seeing it fit, she shaped her form into that of a wolf. This one had a blue coat with white patches shaped like dimonds placed symetrically throughout. Her eyes were blue as well, but her snout was white, as was the bottom of her tail.

Soon, she came upon a black pond. Even in it's dreary state, it was a haven for a water lover like her.
So, water lover she is, she walked up to it, only to trip and fall next to a silver wolf that she had not seen before. She instantly jumped back and looked at the wolf that had broken teeth and a torn ear.

[selth9]

OOC: I'm going to withdraw my charachter from this post now.