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My own father, damned be his soul, was testing out a new invention of his. Some say he got the idea from death himself, others say it was his mere sanity that bred it in his mind…I say, he saw it in the darkness, the very darkness he used on me, to make me what I am. What am I, you ask? I am Zenni Bloodclaw, son of Anarak; The Perfect Assassin.\n\n\tFather stood over my sleeping body, as it rest on the cold, hard table that he used for his tests. An empty syringe took place in his left hand, it had been filled with a powerful sedative, with which he put me to sleep. In his other, a syringe filled with a thick black fluid, a genetic serum he had been working on for months on end, without sleep. \n\n\tHe had gotten the idea one night, when he went out alone into the forlorn wilderness. The darkness seemed thicker than usual that night, as a thick fog surrounded the labs. He was gone for hours, and when he returned, he went right to work on that serum. “The darkness…we must work with the darkness,” he constantly repeated to himself. And this, the end result of that work.\n\n\tIf I had not been unconscious, I’m sure that I would’ve been flooded with pain, lucky for me, father knows his sedatives. The cameras watched as he thrust that syringe into my flesh, the fluid emptying itself into my veins. It wasn’t long till my body quaked, father tried his hardest to hold me on that table, but he seemed to have been straining himself hard.\n\n\tMy nails thickened and grew, stretching out into blackened claws, which matched the thick black fur that pressed itself from my pores, covering my form and shredding my clothes, with the help of the musculature that grew with it. And though I was asleep, my eyes had opened wide, softening from their deep blue, into a gentle ice blue, one of the few things about my new form that I liked. \n\n\tI missed the rest of the transformation, for a thick blanket of darkness had curled over my body, blocking all view. My father tried to get a grip on me, but was forced back by some unseen force. I will never understand why he chose me for this experiment, but over time, it has become both a blessing, and a curse. \n\n\tThe night slowly passed, as the cameras captured every second that I was within that dark cocoon. Father eventually walked off, unsure if he had done the right thing. Maybe this was simply, too chaotic for even him . . . All I really know, other than from what I saw on the cameras, is that when I woke up, I was some sort of Stoat creature, bred from the purest of darkness. \n\n\tMost of my memories had faded, what I know now about this, is new to me. I didn’t even remember my father after the transformation, I knew my name, my gift, and my purpose, nothing more. I am Zenni Bloodclaw, born of the darkness, to fight with the darkness. It is my duty to kill those I am told. Those selected, are chosen for a reason…they don’t belong.\n\n\f\n\nA New Form…A New Gift\n\n\tI awoke in the dimly lit room of the Genetics Testing Lab, one of the few small buildings that made up Infinatum. The cold air brushed across my fur, startling me from the sensation. Looking down at my form, I noticed what I had become. Only one word came to my mind, “Darkness,” the word seeped betwixt my fanged lips, escaping in the breeze.\n\n\tWhen I tried to stand, I slipped on the new claws that penetrated my toes, almost puncturing myself on the ones sticking out my fingers. I closed my eyes for facial impact with the hard ground, only to feel myself landing on something soft. But, when I looked around, nothing lay beneath me, except my own shadow, “What the hell?”\n\n\tCarefully, I stood again, quickly adapting to the claws, and the paw-like structure of my feet. Slowly, I walked into the sunlight, my claws clacking on the ground, “Where am I, and how did I become this?” I remembered what I was…but didn’t know how I became that way.\n\n\tThis stoat-like form was sleek, but obviously strong as I looked over it in the nearby lake. It’s crystalline waters reflected it almost seamlessly, “Musteline . . . Ermine . . . Stoat . . . Odd form.” The sleek musculature pressed through the thick black fur. The only difference in the coat was the red tip of the tail, the red chest and belly, and the red markings over my new face.\n\n\tIt wasn’t long, before I became entranced by my new, Ice blue eyes, their gentleness betraying the truth behind such a fierce appearance. My ears twitched, a rustling in the trees. This new form was able to react quickly, and I rushed over, pressing against the shadow of a tree instinctively. \n\n\tMy eyes focused on a note settled in the sunlight, but, my mind only thought of it as a trap. Carefully, I reached towards the slip of paper, the breeze slowly picking up. That thought cranked in my mind, all I could think of, was this as a trap. \n\n\tBefore I could pick it up, I withdrew, instinct bred fear in me…fear that this was a trap. But, I still wanted that note, how could I get to it without setting off a trap? In answer, a chill ran down my spine, as the shadows beneath me curled about, slinking from the edge of the tree to draw forth the paper towards me.\n\n\tThough shocked at first, I quickly pushed it from my mind, grasping the note. Reading over it, I realized…this was a Death sentence. The instinct that came with this form, told me I had to obey the note, I had to…kill someone. This person, I knew them…why was this note here?\n\n\t“Dear Zenni; Brother of the Shadows and Child of Anarak Bloodclaw.\n\n\tWelcome to your new family, we are those that live amongst the darkness, watching and only interfering if need be. It is your duty to serve, and get rid of those who wish to disrupt the balance. You take down the corrupt, but only when they tilt the scale. Each of these notes, will contain a new target.\n\n\tYour first Target, is Victor Brackenguard, the Hedgehog that runs the Fool’s Gold Foundation. It seems that he is using a portion of the earnings on himself. He hides it well, but not well enough. Wield the powers your father gave you, and end him…”\n\n\tI shook in fear, somehow I had become part of something I didn’t understand. And it was all my father’s fault. I dropped the note, which was seamlessly absorbed by my own shadow. “My new powers…powers of Darkness. Did father know about this? Is this why he changed me…like he changed himself?”\n\n\tWhatever it may be, I had to follow the orders on the note. Not simply because instinct drove me to, but curiosity as well. Maybe I would meet this family, or find out all that happened to me. But first…the security tapes, they would reveal some truth.\n\n\tI wandered back to the testing lab, noticing that I couldn’t even feel the ground. When I looked, I saw that I was actually walking on my shadow, as if it were protecting me from what may lie on the ground. I chuckled, finding it kind of sweet, in a strange, twisted sense.\n\n\t“How did they know about father?” I found myself asking, the memories of a large white dragon seeping into my mind, “Did they ask him to do this? Is that what happened that night…?” My head began to hurt, and I had to force myself to stop thinking.\n\n\t“Maybe the tapes will show something…” With a sigh, I clambered up the wall, with more ease than usual thanks to this form, tapping into the security cameras and watching the events that took place earlier. Every second, watching my painful transformation.\n\n\t“Damn you…father…” I snarled, the security video taking over four hours. It took four hours to transform into this accursed, dark state. “How could you, my father…” I tore the camera from the wall, and blacked out in rage.\n\nLiving Shadows\n\nTales of an Assassin\n\n\tProject Dusk\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Through the Darkness I walk;

In the Darkness I watch;

From the Darkness I strike;

With the Darkness I fight;

I am he, who Lives in the Shadows.


Birth of an Assassin

\tOn the darkest of nights, the moon did reach its peak. Above, a storm raged, its strikes bearing down upon Infinatum Laboratories. These massive buildings spanned out across a massive wasteland. Isolated from community, here they designed their chaotic inventions. The most brilliant scientists ever to rise, and all of them were dedicated to bearing their power down on the universe.

\tIt was on this night, that I was created. My own father, damned be his soul, was testing out a new invention of his. Some say he got the idea from death himself, others say it was his mere sanity that bred it in his mind…I say, he saw it in the darkness, the very darkness he used on me, to make me what I am. What am I, you ask? I am Zenni Bloodclaw, son of Anarak; The Perfect Assassin.

\tFather stood over my sleeping body, as it rest on the cold, hard table that he used for his tests. An empty syringe took place in his left hand, it had been filled with a powerful sedative, with which he put me to sleep. In his other, a syringe filled with a thick black fluid, a genetic serum he had been working on for months on end, without sleep.

\tHe had gotten the idea one night, when he went out alone into the forlorn wilderness. The darkness seemed thicker than usual that night, as a thick fog surrounded the labs. He was gone for hours, and when he returned, he went right to work on that serum. “The darkness…we must work with the darkness,” he constantly repeated to himself. And this, the end result of that work.

\tIf I had not been unconscious, I’m sure that I would’ve been flooded with pain, lucky for me, father knows his sedatives. The cameras watched as he thrust that syringe into my flesh, the fluid emptying itself into my veins. It wasn’t long till my body quaked, father tried his hardest to hold me on that table, but he seemed to have been straining himself hard.

\tMy nails thickened and grew, stretching out into blackened claws, which matched the thick black fur that pressed itself from my pores, covering my form and shredding my clothes, with the help of the musculature that grew with it. And though I was asleep, my eyes had opened wide, softening from their deep blue, into a gentle ice blue, one of the few things about my new form that I liked.

\tI missed the rest of the transformation, for a thick blanket of darkness had curled over my body, blocking all view. My father tried to get a grip on me, but was forced back by some unseen force. I will never understand why he chose me for this experiment, but over time, it has become both a blessing, and a curse.

\tThe night slowly passed, as the cameras captured every second that I was within that dark cocoon. Father eventually walked off, unsure if he had done the right thing. Maybe this was simply, too chaotic for even him . . . All I really know, other than from what I saw on the cameras, is that when I woke up, I was some sort of Stoat creature, bred from the purest of darkness.

\tMost of my memories had faded, what I know now about this, is new to me. I didn’t even remember my father after the transformation, I knew my name, my gift, and my purpose, nothing more. I am Zenni Bloodclaw, born of the darkness, to fight with the darkness. It is my duty to kill those I am told. Those selected, are chosen for a reason…they don’t belong.

\f

A New Form…A New Gift

\tI awoke in the dimly lit room of the Genetics Testing Lab, one of the few small buildings that made up Infinatum. The cold air brushed across my fur, startling me from the sensation. Looking down at my form, I noticed what I had become. Only one word came to my mind, “Darkness,” the word seeped betwixt my fanged lips, escaping in the breeze.

\tWhen I tried to stand, I slipped on the new claws that penetrated my toes, almost puncturing myself on the ones sticking out my fingers. I closed my eyes for facial impact with the hard ground, only to feel myself landing on something soft. But, when I looked around, nothing lay beneath me, except my own shadow, “What the hell?”

\tCarefully, I stood again, quickly adapting to the claws, and the paw-like structure of my feet. Slowly, I walked into the sunlight, my claws clacking on the ground, “Where am I, and how did I become this?” I remembered what I was…but didn’t know how I became that way.

\tThis stoat-like form was sleek, but obviously strong as I looked over it in the nearby lake. It’s crystalline waters reflected it almost seamlessly, “Musteline . . . Ermine . . . Stoat . . . Odd form.” The sleek musculature pressed through the thick black fur. The only difference in the coat was the red tip of the tail, the red chest and belly, and the red markings over my new face.

\tIt wasn’t long, before I became entranced by my new, Ice blue eyes, their gentleness betraying the truth behind such a fierce appearance. My ears twitched, a rustling in the trees. This new form was able to react quickly, and I rushed over, pressing against the shadow of a tree instinctively.

\tMy eyes focused on a note settled in the sunlight, but, my mind only thought of it as a trap. Carefully, I reached towards the slip of paper, the breeze slowly picking up. That thought cranked in my mind, all I could think of, was this as a trap.

\tBefore I could pick it up, I withdrew, instinct bred fear in me…fear that this was a trap. But, I still wanted that note, how could I get to it without setting off a trap? In answer, a chill ran down my spine, as the shadows beneath me curled about, slinking from the edge of the tree to draw forth the paper towards me.

\tThough shocked at first, I quickly pushed it from my mind, grasping the note. Reading over it, I realized…this was a Death sentence. The instinct that came with this form, told me I had to obey the note, I had to…kill someone. This person, I knew them…why was this note here?

\t“Dear Zenni; Brother of the Shadows and Child of Anarak Bloodclaw.

\tWelcome to your new family, we are those that live amongst the darkness, watching and only interfering if need be. It is your duty to serve, and get rid of those who wish to disrupt the balance. You take down the corrupt, but only when they tilt the scale. Each of these notes, will contain a new target.

\tYour first Target, is Victor Brackenguard, the Hedgehog that runs the Fool’s Gold Foundation. It seems that he is using a portion of the earnings on himself. He hides it well, but not well enough. Wield the powers your father gave you, and end him…”

\tI shook in fear, somehow I had become part of something I didn’t understand. And it was all my father’s fault. I dropped the note, which was seamlessly absorbed by my own shadow. “My new powers…powers of Darkness. Did father know about this? Is this why he changed me…like he changed himself?”

\tWhatever it may be, I had to follow the orders on the note. Not simply because instinct drove me to, but curiosity as well. Maybe I would meet this family, or find out all that happened to me. But first…the security tapes, they would reveal some truth.

\tI wandered back to the testing lab, noticing that I couldn’t even feel the ground. When I looked, I saw that I was actually walking on my shadow, as if it were protecting me from what may lie on the ground. I chuckled, finding it kind of sweet, in a strange, twisted sense.

\t“How did they know about father?” I found myself asking, the memories of a large white dragon seeping into my mind, “Did they ask him to do this? Is that what happened that night…?” My head began to hurt, and I had to force myself to stop thinking.

\t“Maybe the tapes will show something…” With a sigh, I clambered up the wall, with more ease than usual thanks to this form, tapping into the security cameras and watching the events that took place earlier. Every second, watching my painful transformation.

\t“Damn you…father…” I snarled, the security video taking over four hours. It took four hours to transform into this accursed, dark state. “How could you, my father…” I tore the camera from the wall, and blacked out in rage.

Living Shadows

Tales of an Assassin

\tProject Dusk

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