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Fourteen years ago in a place called Wolf Valley there lived a small boy who had short brown hair and brown eyes, his name is Keran Dark. The Valley he lives in is referred to as the Graveyard and no one from other places would move here. The reason being because many people go missing and many are never seen again. In fact Keran's father Kerik Dark wemt missing three years ago, however he left Keran a birthday present that he is only allowed to open on his sixth birthday, a celestial silver dagger, and it is very rare only two were ever made there was a letter on top of the box.
My boy,
I know you're wondering what happened to me, but I can't tell you....... not yet. Son inside this box is a dagger but it's not just any dagger there are only two in the entire world. You have to find the other person who has the other dagger. The world we live is not as it seems..... we live among demons, werewolves, vampires, faeries, shadows, shifters, and the one who controls them all......Retro, it can be many things. Some have said that the Marked can trust some demons and the other creatures, but for now do not trust anyone except for the Marked.......others like you.....until you find the one. This dagger made from celestial silver, and it kills most things, now when you find the other dagger you most combine them and forge them, into one sword. However only one of you can touch and use it afterwards. So my dear boy watch over your mother and I know this is a lot to trust you with but I know you can do it.
Love,
Dad
Today is Keran's sixth birthday and he just read the letter and opened the silver box, the present from his father. He pushed the dagger on the wall a little and it shrunk in is hand and put the dagger into his pocket away from his mothers curious gaze. Valerie, his mother took him to the park where they had it set up for his party. Keran brought the dagger with him, happy to have something that belonged to his father that he missed so badly. Keran had been running around playing for about an hour until he felt something in his stomach twist.
The air began to chill, everyone began to freeze, Keran hear the whooshing sound of his breathing and the ticking of a clock. Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-tic-"AHHHHHHHHHH!" He broke out of his trance listening to the ticking of the the clock when someone began screaming, he turned toward the the screaming. It was one of the older boys who sat unfrozen with an inky black tendril with a gaping maw with the ghostly aspect of a bear with brilliant ruby red eyes. He felt the dagger begin to hum against his thigh, and he pulled it out and it grew to its original size and the ticking of the clock began to speed up, pounding into Keran's head. He closed his little eyes and threw the dagger as hard as he possibly could it had the force it just went slowly, the ticking began sounding so fast and loud that seemed as if the clock was about to fly right off the wall. Then it struck the ghostly aspect and a loud ear-splitting, glass-shattering wailing crash echoed throughout the park making the Earth shudder, and jump groaning loudly.
When he opened his eyes time was still frozen he went over and grabbed his dagger tucking it away, then he grabbed the boy's hand, but as he turned around time had thawed and now everyone was up and moving again almost like it never happened. He turned back and all that was left was an igly large charcoal black charred dead area. No one knew what happened, except for him and that other boy. He learned his name was Derik, and that he was eight years old. They were the only two who ever saw the creature , and soon bonded over it becoming best friend.
************Now*********
Keran and Derik are searching for the other dagger but have yet top find it's keeper. Mrs. Dark had grown depressed ever since her son moved out with Derik. They are not extensively trained but they can get the job done and fight off most demons. Derik watches Keran's back and takes care of him wherever they have to fight anything.
One day a young man of the name Nikaran found Keran and Derik's house and slipped a sketch under his door. Keran was at the table drinking coffee, Derik just woke up and went to check the mail and found the sketch. He gave it to Keran and Keran felt an odd connection to it, he immediately began to draw it onto his wrist. Derik watched silently afraid as Keran sketched the woman onto his wrist. Later that day after Derik went back to sleep, Keran went and got it tattooed onto his chest and left side of his rib cage.
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