Post by Nowe on May 3, 2011 17:06:39 GMT -5
Nowe was standing on the edge of a cliff that stood cold and proud right beside the lake.Waves crashed beneath him,the feathers at the tips of his wings trembled in the wind.On the outside Nowe looked...well good or at least not in his demon form.Wings white as snow the only black at the very tips of them,hair a dark brown as it always had been.His eyes though were onyx,that wasn't saying anything-they had been that way before he had Turned.Yes from the outside everything seemed okay,but inside the demon truly ruled.Every good thing,any ray of light was shattered and shoved to the back of his mind,the true Nowe locked deep within, leaving him to only watch the horrible actions caused by the beast that in some sense was him.The real Nowe was a slave to himself.His lips twisted into a smile,watching the campers play in the lake beneath him.He could kill them all right now if he wanted to and believe me he wanted to.But he couldn't,under strict orders he had to remain"a good little boy".So killing any demi-gods or anyone in any contact to the camp was a big no-no.Well besides a certain demi-god but that wasn't his kill.That was the demi-god who he possessed kill.
