Authoress' Note: This comes off the top of my head...I have plans for this. It was originally done for English class. Second chapter will come soon...meanwhile, PLEASE review!!!


Darkness is not evil

A tall man stood in the doorway. He held a crushed hat under his arm while he combed his long, black, damp hair straight back. Like the others he wore blue jeans and short denim jacket. When he finished combing back his hair he moved into the room, and he moved with a majesty only achieved by master craftsmen. There was gravity in his manner and a quiet so profound that all talk stopped when he spoke. His authority was so great that his word was taken on any subject, be it politics or love. This was Seth. His hatchet face was ageless. He might have been twenty or fifty. His ear heard more than was said to him, and his slow speech had overtones not of thought but of understanding beyond thought. His hands, large and lean, were as delicate in their action as those of a temple dancer.

The large room was dark for the most part save for an open window that let the moonlight in. This very darkened room was home to Seth. It was the only home that he had ever known. Over the years he had become one of them. But he was not content in just being one of many. Some said that luck served him; others said it was his work and he soon became their leader.

On that particular night, the room was crowded with many men. Women were few; there were only the few who wished to be involved with the darkness. At the time, darkness itself was misunderstood. Darkness was believed to be unforgiving and evil; everything that it never really was. Unknown to the outside world, death did not come to the dark workers, unless they were mortally wounded. Evil, true evil was rising and if the Light did not help, it was the responsibility of the Darkness to destroy it.

In what the world had become, it was divided into three secret forces: the Light, the Dark and the Balance, which was inferior to Light and Dark. The Light and Dark were both large groups with a leader each but the balance was just one woman, Arielle. But let us save Arielle's story for another time. She too will have a great role to play in this tale.

The rest of the world began to uncover both light and Dark and all loved only Light dearly and respected it. The Darkness however was looked down upon. The Dark workers finally withdrew themselves from the attention of the outside world and met in secret. The room described above was their meeting place.

Seth, being the most powerful member of the group earned many stares, gasps and whispers as the people seldom saw him, Seth…Lord Seth, their leader. By the time Seth reached the platform at the front of the room, everyone had shed the denim jackets and the loose-fitting blue jeans or denim skirts. The entire room was dressed in a black, tight fitting leather costume; the more important people had blood red patterns on their uniforms.

"My lord Seth, why have you come?" asked a man. He was tall and he looked to be the same age as Seth. He had a sharp nose and a square shaped face but something about his eyes made him look slightly sly.

"Because you guidance, Gabriel, is TERRIBLE!" replied Seth, losing his temper at once. It was not common for a man like Seth to lose his temper. Only something very serious would do that to Seth. Everyone at once knew it was an important issue.

"Leaving you in charge was the worst mistake I ever made. Gabriel, you corrupt oaf! Did you know what you were doing?" Seth shouted. Now, Seth's temper was not one to be meddled with. Everyone knew it. Although patient and kind, Seth was passionate about his work and he destroyed anyone in his way. The entire room watched as 'Lord' Seth was reprimanding the chief decision maker, Gabriel Floyd.

"My lord, it was a mistake. I am sorry for it," explained Gabriel. His face held no apologetic expression. He looked more like he had done it on purpose, only to anger Seth.

"Sorry? Sorry, Gabriel? Who will believe you?" asked Seth, looking around the room. Suddenly he turned to address the rest of the group. "Who believes him? Is there anyone that believes this man's deeds to be a mistake?" he asked. Seth's voice echoed through the room. "Is there ANYONE who believes him?" Nobody nodded or spoke; they all stared at Seth in wonder.

Seth turned to Gabriel's wrist and put his hand over it, making the mark disappear. "I, Seth Storm, lord of the Darkness hereby exile, you, Gabriel Floyd from the Darkness. You no more owe us your allegiance, go now and die in whatever way may seem best to you." He spoke. Everyone moved aside to make way for Gabriel's exit. But Gabriel's actions were not the expected ones. When did Gabriel Floyd ever do what was expected of him?

"Well then, Lord Seth" said Gabriel; very sarcastically "I must warn you" he began to walk towards the door.

"Warn me?" Asked Seth, clearly angered.

Gabriel opened the door, letting the cool night breeze into the warm room. "This will get much worse, Seth if you are not careful. Mark my words, Seth, there is much that I can do against you." Said Gabriel, spitting out venom with each word. His mind had been poisoned and there was nothing that Seth or the other Dark workers could do about it. Gabriel Floyd stepped out of that dark room for the last time as a living man.

"Lord Seth" spoke a woman, younger than Seth but important all the same, the blood red designs on her black uniform showed it. She had dark, long and very straight hair and violet eyes. "Gabriel? He will not be coming back, will he?" she asked

"No" was Seth's monotonous reply. The rest of the room had diverted their attention from Seth while he circled the young woman.

"Perfect" he said. "Anna Marie, you will be taking over Gabriel's position."

"No, sir. I cannot." Anna Marie lowered her head. Seth was glaring at her.

"Why? Can you please look at me when you speak?" Seth asked sternly, more like commanded, making Anna Maria even more nervous.

"Sir, my family found out that I work for the darkness. They gave me only today to make my choice." She said, crying. But Seth's heart was not melted so easily. He stood rigid.

"Make your choice then, Anna. I cannot make it for you." He said, sighing and rubbing his temple. It was too much tension and stress for a single day.

"Sir, you know what my choice is." She said gravely. "You can give me a job, you can give me something to live for. Sir, in a world like this one, am I to remain homeless? You cannot offer me a home, you cannot offer me a family." She said bitterly. Seth turned to look at her again. Only this time he looked her with pity not a cold calm expression.

"I am glad of you choice, Anna. Yes, I can offer you a home and a family. The Darkness, each person in this room is now your family. Like me, you belong to this family and we, together work towards the destruction of evil." He said softly, putting his hand on her shoulder.

"Where is my new home to be?" she asked, meeting Seth's gaze. His soft brown eyes made her uncomfortable. She was not used to staring into the eyes of the Lord of Darkness.

"Here" he said, taking her hand and leading her to a long hallway. "This will be your room" he took her into a room that was decorated with black and gray satin. Everything from the curtains to the walls and bedspreads was black and gray, all satin…very expensive, all of it.

"I can't accept it." She said, shocked at the sheer beauty of the place. All this time she had thought that Seth was a simple man.

"You did say you needed a home, didn't you?" He asked. She nodded. "Well then, this is it. Unless you prefer the streets."

"No, sir. This is fine, thank you. When do I start with my work?" she asked, smiling ever so slightly.

"Now, if you like." He said, opening the door of the room to let himself out. "Oh, one more thing."

"Anything." Anna clamped her mouth shut. "I mean…what do you need?" she asked, correcting herself.

"A favor from you. Please, call me Seth." He said, smiling

"Yes sir…I mean Seth." She said shyly, sitting down on the bed.

"Good girl. Now, make yourself comfortable and get some sleep. You have much to do tomorrow." He closed the door softly, leaving Anna alone in the room.

Seth walked down the hallway, wondering if it was the right thing to do, letting Anna into his home. He had secrets that he would not want her to discover. Finally, at the end of the corridor he opened the last door and entered his study only to find that he was not alone.

A woman, the same age as Seth stepped forward into the moonlight. Her flaming red hair shone against her pale skin and dark eyes. She wore a tight black corset top with a flowing blood red skirt. Around her neck was a chain of black leather with a deep red heart shaped locket on it.

"Why are you here, Arielle? You know it's dangerous for both of us" sad Seth sighing and touching her arm.

"Seth" her eyes had a mysterious glimmer "You know why I have come. You would have come to me for the same reason."

Note: As I!!