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AS YET UNTITLED
Written by: ShissoU.
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PROLOGUE
The wind blew around, and two dark figures stood face to face. Neither of them didn?t exactly look like the nice type. One was rather familiar to Max. He wore romaine sunglasses that covered his piercing eyes that glowed a steel gray. The man in black was none other than Logan, the Sumner family personal bodyguard.
The other man was more of a mystery to Max. He had black wavy hair that stretched down to his shoulder blades. His glowing yellow eyes glared at Logan, a glare that would have easily bent steel. His body was covered in black leather and held together with silver chains. This man was a man to be reckoned with.
The two opened their hands into the air, and suddenly as if it where magic (which Max supposed it really was) shining weapons appeared before them.
The weapon that came before Logan was a golden wakizashi that had a chain linked from the end of the gun to his wrist. The weapon that came before the dark figure that stood before him was a silver joust.
"Best man wins," the raven man spoke with a deep, dark voice.
Logan smiled ominously as he held the gun in one hand and the chain in the other. His eyes burned of determination and courage as he answered in his deep Scottish accent, "Couldn't have said it better myself."
Max wanted to stop this from happening. He felt his body move towards Logan to help him, but he only was pushed away. Somehow, he knew that his bodyguard wasn?t going to make it through to this battle. And he couldn't have let that happen! He could not let him share the same fate as Iver did.
"No!" Max opened his eyes and found himself in bed. He whipped his head from one direction to another and then finally sighed in relief. Just another nightmare?
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