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He sits in his cell and ponders who it could be that had come to visit him, but no one came across his mind. After many hours of contemplating, he decided to rest up for his attack on the mansion tomorrow night.

He awoke to the sound of something banging on his cell bars. He looked up and saw a large hunched over dog-like demon that walked on it's hind legs. It was drooling and had disheveled fur down the spine of his back, the rest was a fleshy deteriorated tone and had something in his right hand. He swung with such force that whatever was in his hand had blown to peices when it hit the bars. Kohaku saw a large chunk of the bludgeoning device from the demon's hand roll towards him. Now he saw it clearly, the weapon wasn't a weapon at all, but the body of the sheriff being smashed all over the place. Kohaku decided to attack the demon, when he was stopped short by the bars. The demon squeezed the body and blood covered Kohaku from head to toe. The demon just left just as suddenly as Kohaku had awoken to the attack. He sat in his cell trying to figure out what that demon was, when the thought of the woman's visit forced itself into his thoughts. He sat in a ready-to-pounce position for the rest of the night. In the morning, some townsfolk were standing in the doorway of the jailhouse, afraid to enter for fear of ending up like the sheriff. Kohaku was shaken awake by two large burly men who decided to lead a mob against the small Kohaku. When Kohaku looked up at the men, he was struck in the face by the taller one. The other one then started to kick him. After being struck several times, he grabbed the leg of the shorter one and squeezed with all his might. The pant leg burned away first, then the skin started to melt and leave a stench that made many spectators regurgitate their breakfast. The skin on the leg was melted through and the muscle and other tissues were melted before the guy even hit the ground. Now the bone was being burnt through and the skin on either side of Kohaku's hand was starting to decay. Kohaku looked up and stared into the eyes of the man he was crippling, and after another 4 seconds, he was dead. The taller man grabbed his knife out of his boot and stapped Kohaku. Kohaku grabbed the hand holding the blade in his chest and the same thing started to happen here as happened to the other man's leg. Then the man let out a scream of pain and stumbled back. He looked at his hand and saw nothing but a stub of a wrist. Kohaku pulled out the knife by the hand still holding it and threw it to the ground. He knew why the demon attacked last night. To fool the people into thinking he had killed the sheriff so he would be killed. Kohaku started out of his cell, when a small child ran up to him with a wooden sword drawn. He started smacking him with it and Kohaku just reached down, grabbed the toy, and threw it behind him. The child started crying about his daddy and Kohaku kneeled down and whispered something into his ear. The boy stopped crying, down to a sniffle, and looked at Kohaku. Kohaku stood up and walked out the door, the crowd seperating as he approached. Kohaku decided to leave the village and continue his quest in the next village. He conjured up the form a traveler and headed straight for the bar. He entered and stood still in fear. The streets of the village were empty, and the bar had many beings in it, yet none were human. They were monsters who terrorized travelers. He was now wishing he had obtained more information on this town before barging in. A few monsters got up from the bar and started his way, looking for a fight. He quickly changed his form back into his original form, but the monsters didn't stop. In fact, more monsters got up from their seats and headed towards Kohaku. Using his original form was an even bigger mistake. When you slay Death, your name gets around monsters and demons quickly. He ran out the door and down the streets of the empty city, but he kept bumping into people. None of it made sense, one minute there was no one to be seen anywhere, but now he could hardly run, because the streets were packed with people, monsters, demons, orcs, half-breeds of all kinds, and anyother race you can think of. It seemed like more beings were just appearing because the streets were getting more crowded. Soon, he couldn't even move without knocking someone over. Everyone else seemed to be moving fine. He couldn't take the crowds, so he climbed up a nearby pole holding up a tent, and crawled onto the roof of the house next to the tent. Kohaku started running across the rooftops and jumping great distances, when suddenly he just stopped in mid air. He saw a shadowy figure start to form from out of nothing. He looked as the mist started to take shape. WHAT??? It couldn't be... He was dead...how is he alive...here...!?!?!?!?!?

Eh, I'm getting tired, so ill leave you with a cliff hanger tonight. Night all.

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Pontiac
Jan. 1926 - Dec. 2010 est.

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