Ikavis steps echoed throughout the Shadow guilds white hallways, everything was always in place here, perfectly clean, everything white, the smell of the sweet garden's flowers roaming throughout the Guild. However, everyone had the pleasure of decorating their rooms the way they wanted, and their rooms never smelt like the yummy roses in the garden, Ikavis room however hasn't changed since he first came here,Empty, no personal objects, just everything you need to live. Ikavi turned, continuing to walk through the hallways as his pure gold eyes looked at the floor reflecting his face to himself. He stared at himself as he walked through the halls, taking a sudden halt, something fell from his eye. He rubbed his eye not understanding why water was coming from his eyes, was it tears? He had seen a lot of females shed them, brushing it off, he continued to walk around. His hair would lift up in the air elegantly with each step, his hair practically defied gravity!
He was now strutting through the halls, Bobby, a fire demon walked up to Ikavi pushing him against the ice cold wall and he growled, burning up. However, Ikavi did not light up, he stayed unlit, "What?" Ikavi asked as he looked up at Bobby, his eyes becoming sad and puppy like. He hissed, "I don't like you, leave" the last word coming out with disgust.
"Sure, I'll just come back later . . ."
"No, leave. for good." he spitted in Ikavis face and he just stared at Bobby with no emotion, Bobby tried to ignite Ikavi on fire but instead it backfired. Bobby's fire had formed in a blue flame and burned Bobby making him stop his own flames and it went away. "What the hell!?"
"Sorry, I don't like fire," Ikavi said as he bowed and moved on, Bobby giving him scornful looks, Ikavi went out to the gardens and opened a portal to Avalon, wanting to get out. He never took a liking to fire, even though he couldnt remember his past, his body could, and it always got jittery around fire. He wiped his face off with his sleeve, not liking the sticky feeling he was getting on his face from where Bobby had spit on him. Ikavi walked into the darkness, disappearing, he never understood why Bobby and others there did not like him. He was a demon, like them, they just didn't like that he was favored from the elders ever since he had joined (2) weeks ago. He sighed, brushing some of his midnight hair out of his face, he wanted something sweet and yummy, an apple, that's what he craved. Wait, what does crave mean? he had just said the word but does not understand it, is it the same as want? Maybe he would ask someone in Avalon.
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Ikavi arose from the portal of darkness and stepped into a ruined alley, looking right and left, he went right and came into the market area. Spotting a werewolf and a old women he stared at the mans white hair. It was different, like his, they both had gold eyes, it made him feel weird inside. He closed his eyes and turned his head, walking over to a fruit merchant, he picked up an apple.
"Hey, you got to pay for that!" the man yelled but Ikavi ignored him, he never paid for anything. He just kept walking and the men was calling for the police so he could get his money. Ikavi bit into the apple, licking his lips, it was sweet and juicy and yummy. The only thing Ikavi knew was that he always had to have an apple, an . . . addiction maybe? A glimmering apple rolled to his feet and he picked it up, he looked up, the old woman's figure reflecting in his gold eyes. Was it hers? Ikavi walked over to them, munching his own apple, "Is this yours?" Ikavi had asked, sticking his hand out to the woman. Sure, he was in the shadow clan and was suppose to be evil, but he had no real emotions, he never understood what he really wanted, he had just joined Shadow Guild because one of the elders wanted him to be there. Maybe he just wanted to have somewhere he was was wanted or belonged, he didnt know, he didnt understand. he just preferred not to think about it, it hurt his head to much.