Shadow Reign

[Zyna]

A solemn girl lingered down the streets of Twilight Town dragging her scythe behind her. It made a loud screeching sound as it scrapped against the floor.

The day was hot and sticky. The warm rays from the sun shined in her eyes and she felt them burn her skin. Sweat fell from her forehead. It was definently summer time.

She looked around the streets looking for something to do. She wished a sign would pop up saying: "Zyna!! This is the Prerfect Place to Have Fun!!! " in flashing lights, but that was probably out of the question. She sighed as she took a seat on a bench and watched the people walk by and little kids play.

[Jezebel]

With a wide grin painted on her face, Jezebel enjoyed some sea salt ice-cream. Indeed, sea salt ice-cream sounded strange but Jezebel had developed a fond liking to the sweet yet sour treat.

Her navy eyes examined the premesis looking for a place to just sit and relax her tired body. Spotting a wooden bench Jezebel went to go and take a seat, completely oblivious to the emo girl with a scythe in her hand.

[Zyna]

Zyna looked over at the stranger that had taken the seat beside her. She took a glance at the blue icecream. Blue...Icecream... She was puzzled. Never seen such a thing like that before..... Well it is hot out, I think I'll help myself to some as well. "Hey," Zyna started, "Tell me, does that taste good..?" She asked the stranger.

[Jezebel]

Jezebel looked over her shoulder surprised that the dark young lady wasn't anti-social at all,"Mmm hmm." she said to make things simple.

The ice-cream really was good, even if you did have to develope a taste for it,"It's called sea-salt ice-cream and they are sold over there." she added pointing toward where she had bought the snack.

[Zyna]

"Oh..." Zyna managed a small smile. "Thanks...." She got up and walked towards the parlor. "What do you think of Sea-Salt Icecream Bars?" She asked the owner. The owner gave Zyna a suspicious and some-what odd gaze. Zyna looked behind her and saw nothing but her scythe. Oh, maybe he thinks I'm going to kill him or something. She thought. "My good man," She said trying to sound professional. "If your worried about my scythe, its just, well...Im a proph-" Hmmm... I don't think I should tell anyone...but... She thought, then continued. "I mean, never mind... I mean you no harm though, it's just that it is hot out and I would like to try some icecream." She said then added a sarcastic, "Please." After a few moments later.

Zyna got her way with the icecream and licked it as she walked off. She suddenly halted at her first lick. Wow! This is supprisingly...tasty.... "Salty, yet sweet..." She thought outloud. She shrugged it off as she tried to enjoy her icecream while heading back to the bench.

A strange figure sat in her seat. She gave him an evil glare that he had caught. "I'm sorry... But i do believe your in my seat." Zyna said sternly. The stranger gave her a mean look but Zyna pulled out her scythe and he got up and walked away with a mere "sorry."

Zyna smirked as she sat down once more. "By the way, my name is Zyna." She said to her earlier acquaintance.

[Jezebel]

Looking over her shoulder once more, Jezebel noticed that the girl whom had been there before was now snacking on some sea-salt icecream as well, and introducing herself.

With slight confusion in her voice she also introduced herself,"I'm Sapphira..." she said stating her first name rather than what she normally went by which was her middle. Although there was a different aura to this young lady....something unique.

[Zyna]

Zyna smiled once again as she placed her scythe on her lap and continued to eat her icecream. She may look dark, but that was only because of her title. What do you expect? A Prophetess of Death in a pretty wedding dress would look odd, well at least Zyna thought so. Many people have before stereotyped her as goth, but she was just an average, independent, fun-loving teenager, besides the whole prophetess part at least.

"That's a cool name." Zyna said. Although she didn't mean it, but the poor girl looked delicate, like a glass rose or something. Zyna wasn't in the mood to watch someone cry, let alone someone she merely knew and then have a crowd of people call her names and riot for being inconsiderate to others....Although Zyna could shut them up, but that would mean getting kicked out of this world. Where would that put me... She thought as she took another glance at Sapphira.

[Jezebel]

Jezebel continued looking at the girl,What is she.... Sapphira thought over and over unsure of exsactly why she was thinking that.

"Uhhh thank you." she mumbled. Jezebel didn't really like her first name...but in reality it was much prettier than her middle name which is what she normally went by.

Taking a last lick of her ice-cream Jezebel began to chew on the stick which was really a bad and nasty habit for a young lady of her high stature.

[Zyna]

Zyna looked over at Sapphira. Wow.. she's odd... She thought. She chews icecream sticks....

Zyna licked the last of the icecream off the stick. That hit the spot. She thought tossing the stick into the trash but missed. Zyna then crossed her legs on the bench and sighed. Once again she was...bored..... She didn't know whether or not to start a conversation Sapphira. If she did, it might be a quiet one because Zyna wasn't too much of a talker and Sapphira didn't look much like a chatter-box either.

[Jezebel]

Sapphira calmly looked over to the girl, they both seemed to be quiet girls and to be honest she didn't mind that at all.

"Did you like it?" she mumbled referring to the ice cream still chewing on the stick. There really was no reason to start a simple conversation.

[Zyna]

"hm?" Zyna looked over at Sapphira. "The sea-salt icecream? Uh, yea. It was alright." She said calmly. Actually I loved it. It was really enjoyable. She thought.

The quiet was quite peaceful but Zyna became curious. "So, Sapphira was it?" Zyna started. "What exactly are you. I mean... what brings you here?"

[Jezebel]

Jezebel became attentive as soon as she heard her name,"Well I'm here for a purpose just like you." she answered the question vaguely. She knew the young lady wanted more than that but Sapphira was on the sarcastic side today. Now as for the question of what she was Jezebel was still unsure.

What am I? she asked herself a little confused in thought..all she really knew about herself was that she was a nobody made whole so in reality the past she knew was a lie...no?

[Zyna]

A purpose just like me, eh? Zyna thought. The truth is, I have no purpose. How would you know such thing anyhow?

Zyna stared blankly through Sapphira. I feel a bit strange vibes about her. She thought but merely let the thought fade to nothing. I don't have time for my own dreams right now. She turned away and stared blankly down at her scythe that lay in her pale hands.

[Jezebel]

Jezebel sighed this was a very awkward position she was in,"Well if you give me a good reason why you're here I'll give you mine." she stated vaguely. Sapphira may have been the shy and quiet type but she wasn't stupid and could handle herself verbally quite well.

[Zyna]

Zyna looked over at Sapphira. "Oh, umm...actually I don't really know why I'm here. I dicted my mother a while back and became a drifter." She said plain and simply.

Hmm... why AM I here? She thought to herself. She didn't turn this time, in hopes to hear Sapphira's story.