Thread: Deaths Heir (RustyRedHero)

The blonde haired man walked around the stone mansion he called home searching for his unruly heir who'd decided to vanish. This had all come about when he mentioned that he wanted her to inherit sooner rather than later. The other four horsemen had already retired after all and now it was his turn. Seclusion! his tough leather boots hitting the cold floor as he searched around. Her room was empty, the training rooms were, the music rooms and now he'd discovered the stable was empty and also missing an undead horse. He groaned and ran a hand back through his shaggy blonde hair. Pulling on his cloak he went to his throne room and sent out ravens to summon the one person he thought would even stand a chance against his unruly heir. He sent out a request to them that read Please help me deal with an unruly creature, theyll be located in the old ruins of that city in the mountains, have fun and they must be brought back alive. Signed Death He groaned a bit and waited hoping that his request would be taken by the man hed asked. After all he was running out of ideas for suiters at this rate, with about 50 having been killed already with the young woman saying they were weak and not worth her time. He sighed and looked outside Well, maybe this one will work, although I wont tell him hes now a suiters for the unruly woman he smirked, he was scheming again. He wanted to see how if it would work. Although who would want Death acting as a matchmaker? Utopian Ruins Meanwhile, in the ruins of an old stone village hidden away in the mountains Seclusion had finally reached her destination Home. She jumped off her shire sized undead horse, Despair II. Seclusion tucked a bit of her black hair back, her mismatched eyes of blood red and golden amber searched the place quickly for intruders. Once she was sure that no one was there she patted her horses neck, allowing him to trot off and be left to his own devices. Her weapon, a twin bladed scythe soon changed form and stood beside her. Are you sure you should be doing this Seclusion, you'll only get a lecture when you get back or he catches you.. Itll be fine Deadly she said to the elder white wolf. The old stone buildings had fallen apart, the stone pavings had grass growing between them, the moss and ivy climbed up the walls. The only building in tact was the old library where she'd created a small room for herself to sleep in. Ruffling her dark blue, ink dipped wings she headed towards her hideaway, settling down after she'd gotten a fire going she was quite at peace in the old ruins, settling in the old cushioned chair. Her wings wrapped around her, she had ankle high walking boots on, torn jeans and a simple white shirt along with a pale blue tattered scarf that hid her seal. But that seal was slowly breaking as her power seemed to be crying for freedom after being sealed away in her body for so long. Her horse Despair however, was like a giant guard dog, the albino undead horse snorted and alerted his mistress to any disturbance he noticed and very few things would get past the beast. As such when he detected some angels getting too close, hours after she'd ran off, her alerted her swiftly through the link she had with the horse. Sighing she rose from her seat and headed outside, opening the wooden doors she waked out into the overgrown stone streets with a well in the centre of what would be the centre of the village. There she is! Ki- the angel didn't get a chance to even finish his sentence. Her wolf had transformed back into a twin bladed scythe, one crescent blade on the top of the pole and the other on the bottom, it was a rather large weapons yet it weighed nothing to her. The black pole between the blades had bloodied bandages on them, mainly from angels that had been killed and even demons. Moments later three dead angels were on the ground, their souls ripped from them and in Seclusion's hands as pure white balls of energy whereas the bodies were being devoured by Despair and Deadly, now back in her wolf form.