Death Walker

A lead in to a horror story

 

Death Walker

 

Battle lines drawn

Both sides are ready

Awaiting the charge

Rain starts to fall

Soaking the ground

They shiver and shuffle

as they hold their ground

 

A lone figure crosses the field

And with his coming extinguishes

all hope

 

 

The enemy shivers

With him comes Death’s whisper

 

Closer and closer he draws

The whisper grows louder

All of them know the cause

Even from across the field they

can feel his power

 

Chilling and electrifying

It runs over their skins

 

Arrows fire

Trying to strike him down

Upon his flesh each break or rebound

 

Drawing on their courage they attack in mass

None join the figure

He stands alone

 

His eyes are the color of blue ice

With hair as black as midnight

He is tall

But not heavy set

Strong but not thin

A soul cold and uncaring as his eyes

 

With a sweep of his hand he calls the wind

upon them

Under the roaring wind the enemy troops

stumble and fall

 

Looking at him they are filled with fright

None want to face him

Not even their king

Suddenly he is among them

Without warning

In a burst of speed

Men cry out

Many flee

Striding among them he slaughters them

without mercy

Biting and clawing

He kills them with tooth and fang

 

Not one among them who stand against him

does not die

Drained or ripped apart

Upon the ground do their bodies lie

Blood drinkers all their own blood now becomes soaks

The mud

Mixing with the now falling rain

 

So came the Death Walker and soon all came to know him by

this name

Author's Note

Death Walker refers to a powerful vampire who is cloaked in mystery. The blood drinkers and psi vamps don't truly know who he is. Only that he appeared that night and would change the course of the war between them. His real name is a mystery.

Reviews

[MistyJRose]

nice i like this one as well just one thing caught my eye:

Blood drinkers all their own blood now (becomes) {delete this isn't needed} soaks

I like the imagery and the way you describe the Death Walker. Lets the reader know a little about him, but leaves him shrouded in mystery all the same thanks for the great read.

[Lady Alyria]

I'm a terrible critic of poetry but I did like it. It was well paced and chilling.

[Morgan Ashire]

Reminds me a bit of "The Unholy." A diablorist of kindred who has surpassed the power of any that I have yet to see. All in all, a good write. I can't really see anything wrong with it, although, the rhyming could use with a bit of work.

[Dani California]

Hmmm... powerful like Lestat, or even more so it appears. So who is this mysterious vampire? I get the impression he is perhaps beautiful, not hideous, yet terrifying to look at because of his blackened soul. Very powerful and vivid piece with fantastic imagery that takes you there.

Awesome Cylis! I really enjoy reading your work.. :)

[Miles Colella]

so maybe im wrong in my interpretation, but the Death Walker is Death itself, right? The Grim Reaper? I just pictured Death walking across the battlefield, everyone afraid of his presence. When they fight, they fight him, they fight to live. Idk, I thought it was a cool poem, I really enjoyed the atmosphere and mood it depicted. Death is a vicious animal, relentless in the way he takes life so boldly.

[distefano 401]

GREAT IMAGERY. i felt like i was there.