a heartbeat

thump-a-thump-a

A simple little sound, a complex spark of life, new energy to add to the mosh pit of life. New and different. Bad different. A new birthday. In a few birthdays the world is brought to its knees. By this simple little heartbeat.

All i see is darkness, floating along so comfortably in the darkness. Muffled sounds come out of the darkness like demons trying to break through to me.Its so tight and caged in this infinite darkness. Can't see, can't breath, can only just float along and think.More muffled sounds. Feeling soft vibrations and sounds course around me in different levels, the sequences soothing my head and heart. I drift off to sleep again.

A blade stabs into the ships floorboards inches from the bundle of bloody sheets, the rain and sleet making vision difficult for the crazed religious man as he lunges again pulling the sheet closer, he stops. "Wheres the child?" he screams at the half-dead woman laying on the sopping floorboards still bleeding from between her thighs.She screams back incoherently, as the the whole twisted mess of her innards squelches more blood. Seconds before she dies she whispers something not to herself and not to him but apparently to a voice in her head.
"you are Diabolo, born of hell, be strong, i love you"and she shudders and dies with a smile and a tear on her face.

The crazed knife weilding preist curses and spits and looks around aimlessly for something thats not there. Something is there though, he finally spots in the darkest corner of the deck something small and black squiggling slightly. A sick grin parts his lips and he raises the blade as he approaches the corner.And he had been worried it would get away. As he draws closer the little black shape draws up on itself  as if trying to stand, and the man laughs scournfully. Until the shape fills out and streches up, lightning flashes light on the deck and the man sees what it really is. A demon. The man never stood a chance. Flesh and blood and bits of bone are tossed into the sea as the man is dismembered and devoured whole in the fire now pouring out of every pore of the wicked new creature. It raises a burning bloody hand and with one of its claws tears a hole in space and time itself, and the creature flies through into the real world.

Silence now. Nothing but perfect silence and pitch black darkness, darker than it was before in here. A high pitched whine.Then a hot burning feeling wraps itself around me permeating every inch and nook and cranny of my body.I feel different. Stronger. A voice whispers to me from the darkness. You are Gabriel.I am Diabolo. There are two yet to join us

I want to ask what he means but the voice fades away and im alone again. Waiting, thinking, feeling. Drifting off again.

 Darkness shrouds the sleepy little mountain forest.Snow blankets everything, shining blue in the moonlight.Theres a scent of blood on the air. Then a sudden burst of fire explodes like a pillar into the sky from somewhere in the trees.Birds and beasts scatter as the area is bathed in heat and light.The smell of sulfur is in the air and a voice from the deep echoes ancient tongues. The fire dies away to nothing. A pack of wolves are the first to investigate the source of the flames.The baby cubs are the first to run to the center of the now scorched ring of trees where it is the most black and burned. They halt a few feet from the strange black rock now dug into the ground in the middle of the circle. The rock is about as large as a full grown wolf, shiny and puts off a strange dark glow making the wolves bark and yip in curiosity. Finally one of the adolescent wolves is brave enough to close up and catch a good scent of it.As the wolf draws close to it and sniffs the surface it starts whining and scratching at the rock with its claws. Where the canines claws scratch leaves strange red glowing lines in the surface, until there is so much light and heat coming from the rock wounds that all the wolves back away. All their eyes are focused on the strange crimson light grower brighter and surrounding the surface of the strange object.

A loud rumbling crack sets the wolves howling and barking again as a vibrant electric blue light pools from a wide crack in the surface of the rock. A strange infantile glowing blue figure appears crawling out of the crack and then tumbles lightly down the side onto the dirt. All the magic lights finally dim and whats left staring back at the pack is a pitch black wolf cub with glowing green eyes. The moonlight shines brightly on its fur as it lets out a yelp and all the wolves in the pack break rank and surround the new pup sniffing and licking and treating it as their own completely forgetting how the little wonder came into their presense.

as the scene fades the wolves watch in wonder as the pup changes into a human baby making and playing with a blue fire in the palm of its hand.

A muffled scream brings Gabriel out of a deep sleep in his mothers womb. In this moment of consciousness a new softer voice speaks to him from the darkness. "I am Wolfe, you are Gabriel, there is one left to join us.go to sleeeeeeeeep".The clueless little thing in her belly has no time to think upon any of the words as he is dragged under into dreams again.

Black chaos in a locked silent box. No name to put to this evil. Only a gift to a beautiful maiden. A virgin given all the joys in the world. One rule. Do NOT open the box. Curiosity gets the best of everyone. Evil gets out and takes the name of the first thing it devours. Then spreads out in a intricate web of reality stretching across the universes. This is the beginning of days for one world to be eaten by a demon king. All in time. Time is forever and never. Time is Pandora

The baby can hear his mother's cries from the womb, her deep pained sobbing shaking the walls of his tomb. A black spidering anger surges through him at what would make his mother cry so and he aches for the strength to end it, begs for whatever power he can feed off of to repell his mothers anguish and bring her to relief and joy. "As is your wish, Gabriel.Pandora is here to comfort the depth of pain surrounding you. Welcome the pain that rips at the heartstrings for in that suffering only will you find the key to enlightning strength.Welcome in the black thoughts."and the voice fades away like all the others.The energy of the womb returns to normal and the baby drifts off now to his own mother's sobs.