::Uninvited:: -- Disaster Mountains

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Date Posted: 09:04:42 09/08/02 Sun
Author: Bloody Massacre
Subject: ::Uninvited::

The gryphonish oddball wings in and lands on a craggy pire of rock, looking around interestedly. He was black as night, but his four lion paws were socked in red and there were red goshawk patterns on his wings. He stood on four cat paws, but had an eagle head and wings. He clacked his black-stained beak, subconsciously tapping into the mind of his counterpart.
They were both escapees from a genetic mutations lab, both two halves to one. But they were different. Kilan was a human and represented all that was nice and fearing. But Massacre was an oddball gryphonish creature that held all the hate and aggresion of two cerature's and no capability of mercy. They were perfect beings of evil and light, complete opposites.
Bloody Massacre hunted Kilan with a vengeance because at any time the other would know where the other was and what he was doing. This was a danger to Massacre. Kilan could tell anyone where his next kill would be, and have it uined beyond belief. Massare clenched his paws and his claws extracted and retracted with the effort.
He was here to find someone who would be willing to help him kill off the people guarding Kilan: Squall, Seifer, and their dragons.

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