The beginning.

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Johannes wakes up in his haven, it is a bleak little thing, not poor in it's decoration but dark in its layout.  His sheets are black silk and smell otherworldly, his bed large and flamboyant.

He stalks his way from his bed to the bathroom, looking in the mirror, forcing it to focus.  For a few moments he stands there staring at his reflection, looking his form up and down.  Eventually a smile appears on his face, spreading slowly, like a sunrise on his face.

"Friends...I would like some friends.  They need my help."

The words are firm and full of belief.

"But first I will talk to her...D...a..r...c...y."

The name slowly slips from his mouth in an almost seductive fashion.  His smile spreads further.

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/_crimsonearth/]

Ooh you creep. I love it!

[mionassmaster.livejournal.com]

I am glad you like it. More where that came from!

:-)