#Into The Darkness

[kaiahkush]

Follow me into the darkness.

[darth-memes]

[2voodoo4u2b]

[generativetenebrousautomata]

[fanartka]

[spinach-pine]

First you took my home,

Then you took my mother,

Then you took my captain.

And I think,

It isn't right.

It isn't fair.

It isn't. Logical.

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Spock's pain

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Pathfinder: Into the Darklands - Drider by Ben Wootten

[ozulnox]

𝔄𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 ⏳ 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣-𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔢𝔱𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔰, 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤, 🌙 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔞𝔰𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔡𝔤𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔨𝔫𝔦𝔣𝔢. 🗡️

[long-cold-winterr]

Into The Darkness - Kittie

[delorin]

[rosemelodyshah]

Snippet Games

thanks @jmagnabo92

A snippet of Into The Darkness because whenever I sit to write it, something comes up and its taking so long even though I technically have the whole fic written up (And bc that super fast writing fic doesn't have a proper name yet):

"What's that to mean!" Harry demanded. "He's grand. Best Professor we've had in ever. But you have to know he's a Professor, okay? He won't always be able to friend up," Before Harry could react, George hauled into a shop. "Spintwitches Sporting Needs. Brilliant, isn't it?" Harry nodded, looking around at the Quidditch supplies and brooms. But his mind was elsewhere.

[darth-memes]

[2voodoo4u2b]

[kaiahkush]

‧₊˚✩ Can we get this high?‎ ✩˚₊‧

[zyrineasworld]

PROLOGUE

Chapter  0

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✪ Challenge Accepted ✪

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In a cold dark night inside the forest - miles away from the village, a group of man gathered surrounding a camp fire, a bunch of tent build behind, and spend the night with chatters, foods and drinks.

"This lash right here is my ashey... Believe it or noth she slaughtered ten lycans... TEN FUCKING LYCANS in a minuteh."  A muscular man in his 40's with a big stomach hug his niece that was sitting on his side drinking a beer, proudly showing off and telling everyone how strong his niece was. "Uncle~" a woman on her mid 20's groan, shoulder length black hair, muscular body and six foot seven tall, a small blush creeps into her cheeks as she try to hide her embarrassment.

"Yeah... She's like his father... Viper..." Another man comes to view, taking a seat on her side and squeezing the woman like a jam on a sandwich. Drunk here, drunk there, drunk men everywhere, in some strangers sight, being surrounded by drunk men are dangerous but for Viper, it's otherwise. For her, she felt comfortable whenever she was with these men not because they were men but because they treated her like a little sister, the only person they wanted to protect and treat like a queen.

Yet, she refused to be treated like that and she loves to prove it in every fight they countered. "Should've name you Venom instead of Viper" her uncle joked earning a laughter from everyone even Viper herself. "Shut up, pregnant man!" She tease, gently pushing her uncle away from her who's still laughing his ass off with his friends. Viper rolled her eyes playfully before she excuse herself to grab some more beer.

Now walking towards their tent, the laughter of those men that echoes inside her ears gradually weakened. As she entered the tent, a warm feeling enveloped her and she realized how cold it was outside. The tent feels like it had a heather as Viper felt getting comfortable inside, that's her body needs right now, a warm feeling to ease her trembling and cold body.

It was indeed comfortable for Viper because she found herself closing her eyes and embracing the warmness that these tent have. She stayed like that for a minute or two before she got up, grabbed a beer and returned to her companions who were now chatting about something she couldn't understand.

" ~~ Legend says, she drains the blood of her victim and mixes it with her wines. No one believes it but if you taste the Demeter Wine, it taste bitter, like you are drinking a melted iron." A man with a beard and mustache like Santa, whispered before drinking his beer, spilling it into his chin hair. Viper sat beside her uncle as her eyes wandered around, checking if her friends are drunk enough to pass out.

"Come on, Bill, every wine taste bitter. That is why we love beer." Viper's uncle stated, clearly not believing Bill's story. "Come on Buck, believe me. That vampire is one of a kind." Bill counter, pointing his finger onto Viper's uncle who shook his head, still not falling for his words and stories. "All vampires drink blood, they don't make it wines." The old man still insist his opinion, confusing Viper.

"What are you guys talking about?" She asked, bringing the top of the bottle to her lips and drink her beer. "Lady Dimitrescu, the business owner od Demeter Wine." Said her uncle nonchalantly, Viper raise on of her eyebrow, still don't getting the point. Her uncle notice it, he let out a small sigh before finishing his beer. "You know the word of the street saying she's a vampire." Getting his point, Viper nod. "Our buck here says she's a real vampire and she drain the blood of her victim and mixed it with the wines she sell"

"Okay... Well... That was dark." Viper found herself taken aback by her uncle's word, chuckling nervous. "But if she's a real vampire then I'm gonna hunt her, slaughtered her like how I always do." She added, drinking her beer, her words earn a few laughter from her friends - it caused her to raise her eyebrow. "Oh Viper... That was hilarious... I love how you thought you can kill her..." The other man said in between his laugh.

"Do you think I can't?"

"No... I know you can't. Every man who tried to kill her never made it back to their loved ones. It's either they found them dead or never found them at all. That's why no one dares to step their foot in her castle, no one have some hard rod dick to find out if it's true or not. It's been 22 years since a man attempt to kill her. He's never found, he's the last man." Thinking of it thoroughly to the point she silence herself, Viper found herself trying to calm her nerves. She's getting mad not by the words of her friends but by the fact that he's maybe telling the truth. That maybe, that Dimitrescu person is really a murderer.

"I wonder if that man's still alive... I don't know him but if I saw him, Imma look at his dick." Bill added, laughing at his own words. Viper's uncle shut his mouth, his suddenly change of behaviour confused Viper. "Let's not talk about him..." He said, clearly avoiding that topic which give more perplexity to Viper. "Why is that, Uncle? Do you know him? The man he's reffing?" She asked, placing her empty bottle of beer on her side and stares at her uncle with her cold hazel brown eyes.

"No! I mean... No, I never know who that is..."

"But it's true? Someone really have the courage to visit that castle and -"

"I said. Let's. Not. Talk. About it." Her uncle stated with a stern cold voice making Viper flinch. She let out a sigh knowing he won't answer her questions. "Yes uncle" she whispered, looking away from him. The surroundings become quiet, no one dares to talk after Viper's uncle sudden burst out. "I'm sorry, Viper, honey. I'm just... Not in the mood to talk about something disgusting." He, then apologize after a minute or two of silence. "It's okay... I understand..." Viper mumbled, loud and clear enough for her uncle to hear.

The awkwardness that engulfed them slowly faded when Bill change the topic and talk about something else. They laughed, chatted until the rest of the night. Some of them passed out after a few many couple of beers while some of them still have the strength to got up and walk to their tent and sleep. Middle of the night, moon shone brightly in the dark sky surrounds with twinkling stars. Viper, stays on the camp fire, laying on the cold grass and staring at the dark sky.

Her body trembles from the cold but it's not enough to make her leave and take some comfortable sleep. Her mind was full of thoughts, thinking about Lady Dimitrescu and her rumoured bad deeds - also thinking about her uncle's behaviour earlier. There's too many questions on her mind that needed an answer but she have no idea how to answer it.

"Drowning in deep thoughts, huh. Mind sharing it to me?" A man in his mid 20's lay down beside Viper and follow her gaze, he's muscular with a fair skin, pointy nose, green eyes and natural red hair. His voice was deep and scary yet Viper found herself loving his voice. Viper look at her side and her heart skip a bit seeing his side face. "Nothing, really... I was just wasting my time." Viper lied, looking back at the stars with a chuckle.

"You can't lie to me, pal. We're literally friends since fetus. This man right here is a better liar than you... Now tell me what's in your heart." The man scoff, facing Viper with a small smile curve on his lips, Viper do the same thing, she face her friend and roll her eyes playfully. "It's just...  I..." Having a hard time building up a word, Viper just shut her mouth earning a giggle from her friend. "Let me guess, you're thinking about that Lady Dimitrescu." He said as if he read her mind.

Viper hum and bite her lower lips, embarrassed and disappointed. "I know what you're thinking... I'm telling you don't do it." He added, his smile disappear and replace with serious look. "What if I want to? You know me better, right, Tom? You know how I badly want every vampire to die... You know my reasons-" her words were cut off by Tom who pressed his index finger on her lips.

"I know... You became vampire slaughter so you could have the chance to face the vampire who killed your father.  I know you're thinking Lady Dimitrescu might be the vampire you're looking for but I'm not gonna allow you. Viper... We already lose your father... He's my idol and I promised him not to put you in danger... So please... Don't think about it." Viper pull his hand away from her lips and smile at him.

"But you said to me you're gonna support me... You said wherever I go, you'll always behind me..."

"But this... This is out of our vows. I..."

"What?"

"I love you, Viper... I love you not as friend or colleague but as a woman whom I wanna marry..." Viper shut her mouth after Tom's sudden confession. Having no idea what to say, Viper sat up and take a deep breath, she knows she never feel the same, those love, couple things, loving someone and etc. It never cross her mind, her heart was ice as cold, it was frozen and filled with anger, revenge and sadness.

It will never fill with love and any silly things.

"Where are you going?" Tom asked as Viper stood up. "My tent... I need some sleep" she said as cold as ice while walking away from Tom who bury his face on his palm, cursing under his breath for confessing his love for Viper. The aforementioned woman didn't go though, she lied. In her way towards her tent, Viper grab her sword that was specially made for her, it was magical, at least for mortals like her. That sword can kill monsters, any kind of monsters even vampires who's known for their undying life.

That sword is her witness of how many vampires and different kind of monsters she slaughtered. Her sword may look beautiful and shining but it was covered with blood in every battle. She stared at it, stroking its blade with her real name carve on it.

Astoria Marfori

"It's Viper now... Viper Jacobs." She mumbled before she sneak out, leaving her colleagues inside the forest with no permission, no goodbyes and no words. She just left, heart raging in anger, her desire to kill vampires had surpass her limits. She's ready to kill and never thought if she's ready to die... For her, this is her game and this challenge... She'll accept it with no hesitation.

For her...

It's...

Challenge accepted.