Nicholi Posted May 13, 2014 Share Posted May 13, 2014 Name: Regulus Le Roi Age: 18 years old Location: New York Year: 1842 Race: Human (For now) Appearance: -Introduction- My name is Regulus Le Roi, Most of you do not know who I am. Others, well... they think they know me. I will start off by telling you a story, that is mysterious but also hard to bare. If you were hoping for cute cuddly bunnies and happy times, then this is not the story for you. But if your looking for a good time, and have dark tastes, then stay... and listen to my story. I Regulus, am darkness, and bound by the night. But I was not born like this, yes i was born into darkness, but I am not one of the purists. And this is the tale of how my life became to what I am. And to the darkness to of my past that I hold close to me, and I am finally going to let everyone know of it. So... listen to what I have to say, but I warn you. My life, is not about cute kittens, nor of little puppy dogs. My tale is about slaves, and the myths that changed my life forever. Dark Secrets (They lay hidden beneath our very souls, and only one among our lifetimes can open the door to the dark secrets that we hide away from the world.) Regulus was walking down the streets of New York, The year was 1842. However, as unaware of anything that could be hidden in the darkness, the darkness is where he often found himself among. He kept walking along the dark streets, a saddened look in his eyes for the fact that he had been kicked out of his fathers house. And being thrown into the cruel cold world, alone. How could ones own kin thrown out their own with nothing but the clothes on their back? He had done nothing wrong to deserve this type of treatment. However, one of his oldest friends kept a place not to far from here, and that friend had always told him that if he needed a place to stay. Then to use that apartment for his own. It wasn't like his friend ever stayed in the place anyways, but the rent was paid for by some type of old debt that his friend had cashed in on the landlord. He stopped in the street he was on when He thought he had heard something behind him, looking over his shoulder a little in hopes that maybe he was just being paranoid. Not seeing anything behind him other than the normal darkness and shadows that was known to crawl among these streets at night. He shrugged the feeling off and marked the experience off as paranoia. So he pressed on to his new home only stopping at the steps when he arrived to the gloomy looking place. But as soon as he was about to go inside he felt something on his shoulder. The feeling wasn't heavy, yet, it wasn't light either. But when he tried to turn his head to take a look, he found himself unable to move. He was temporally paralyzed. That is when he heard it, a dark cold voice against the back of his neck. It sent shivers down his spine despite the fact that he could not move to see whomever it was behind him. "Shhh... Be still my little one, do not fight my powers." The dark voice had made itself known and had been whispered against the back of Regulus' neck. The cool breath had caused goosebumps to raise on Regulus' skin, and the thought in the back of his mind was telling him that he needed to run away... If only he could. He found his body starting to tremble a bit, yet he could not fully understand what was happening to him. The feeling of a cold leather collar being placed around his neck startled him out of his thoughts. He tried to get his own voice to work but only to stop his struggling when he seen wisps of curly black hair in his line of vision. He blinked for a short moment trying to understand what this was about. "Be still." The dark voice once again reached his ears. "I will not harm you, but you must not fight my power so much" The mysterious man that seemed to hide himself behind Regulus whispered. However, Regulus found that his body was starting to tremble even moreso now than before. He wasn't sure if he was about to be killed right then and there. But before he could catch the sight of the man or even see anymore of the curly locks that he had managed to catch just moments before... He was surrounded by darkness itself. Regulus was not aware of anything that was happening after the darkness had blindfolded him... or did he pass out? Maybe he had imagined some strange person with magical powers had taken him away after having been thrown out of his home. Yet, He found himself awakening from the darkness onto to find himself upon an unfamiliar bed, and chains had made themselves known by the clanking noise that was tied to his ankle and reached around to a bed post. A strange looking lock held the chains in place against the post. "what is the meaning of this?!!" he asked loudly enough to have his voice echo in the room he was in. His gaze moved around the room to see if anyone else was in there besides himself. But he was startled when his mouth was covered by a hand. A rather pale hand and the touch was cold. Regulus lifted his gaze to whomever this person... thing was. Fear welled up into his eyes quickly as he caught a glimpse of something, not quite human."Shush" the man whispered, his face rather close to Regulus' that left him feeling a bit overcrowded. "Be quiet." The man had whispered yet again. A muffled whimper left Regulus' mouth as he watched the man before him as he had very little choice in the matter at that very moment. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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