<div style="text-align: right;"><strong><em>Lord of Arrogance...</em></strong></div><br/><div align="center"><strong><em>...Desolate Angel...</em></strong></div><br/><div style="text-align: left;"><strong><em>...Godless Soul.</em></strong></div><br/><div align="center"><strong><em><span class="bbc_u">DESPERATION</span></em></strong></div><br/><div align="center">(http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g127/silent_niya/f24a973ea0e070c1751417b7488e3745.jpg)</div><br/><br/>There was never an escape. Nimble, whisps of an ethereal black mists weaved their way through the cracks. Seeping through the floors and summoning a mass untold. Billowing into a large untamed cloud. Thickening, becoming darker. Bones could be heard snapping, cracking, splintering. As if the mass itself was eating some poor, helpless creature alive. Chewing it whole, teeth gnawing through flesh, bone and blood. As the mist began filter into nothingness a figure could be seen standing. The last remains of the mist thinning int flesh and the chest rose with the first breath. A rasping, growl seemed to announce that first inhale. But as the lungs filled and expanded, there was no need for an exhale. Silence filled the thresh hold.<br/><br/><br/>"Espe..."<br/><br/><br/>The voice slithered through unmoving lips. It hissed into the silence.<br/><br/>"Esperanza..."<br/><br/>The voice hissed again and the eyes snapped open. The head rolled upright, as if the name had brought it to life. The once motionless vessel cracked, and broke free of its stiff cherade. Lips parted and a slender pink muscle rolled over sharp ivory whites. Fangs glittered amongst the darkness of its mouth. Eyes were bright as the blue sky. Pupils narrowed into slits, slowly rounded into the ball like occulars of most humans. Pale, greyish skin warmed into a golden sun tan. Slender digits narrowed into talons. The body moved forward, and the female known as Esperanza emerged from the nothingness that was the black mist.<br/><br/>The God had been here.. she could taste it.. what she was seeking, she would find. No mortality should find her here.