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Hey guys~! so here's a little story I concocted that has my friends and our lovely anons in it. enjoy~!

The sound of footsteps rang out through the silent night; a shadowy figure can be seen running from shadow to shadow, trying to avoid any source of light. The figure looks back from whence they came, as if afraid of someone following. The figure in black sighs as they silently leave the safety of the shadows and run the final stretch from the town to the forest.

Finally, the dark figure makes it deep into the forest, stopping to sit on a log, catching their breath. The figure throws off their hood to reveal a feminine face. Her smoky dark skin and pointed ears proclaim her as a drow. Her silvery white hair falls over half her face, while amethyst eyes scan her surroundings. The drow female pushes her glasses up to the bridge of her nose, stopping them from falling off her face. “I finally did it… I finally escaped that man’s clutches.” She sighed as her head fell back reveling in the inky treetops above her. Darkness never scared her, not when she lived almost her whole life in shadows. The drow looked down at her wrist where a tattoo sat. A white daisy with black lace surrounding it with the final touch being the name Black Lace written around the daisy; this was the mark of a man who had taken her captive. The drow growled with anger from the mark since there was no way she knew to remove it. Normally such a thing wouldn’t have lasted on her skin, her body would have healed itself of the tattoo, but the ink had been mixed with holy water and that wretched man’s blood marking her like a burn that couldn’t be healed. The drow female hung her head, as if some unbearable weight rested on her shoulder. “How did this happen? What led to this mighty fall of a goddess from her throne on high?” The female mumbled as she got up to find a place to hide for the night. Her captor would notice her disappearance once morning came; she needed to put much more distance between herself and the man known only as Black Lace. To think that all this had happened in the course of a month, to go from the Goddess of Chaos to concubine of a medieval lord.
It had been a normal enough day for Shiva, the goddess of chaos. She had descended to earth once again to spread her ‘touch’ throughout the world, for without a little chaos, then the world wouldn’t be able to function. She had caused a small fire to a farm that was close to failing. The poor farmer looked so distraught; little did he know that the field needed to be burned so that bacteria that had resided there would be destroyed. Few humans remembered that fire cleansed the earth so more crops could grow. From there she moved on to letting some pigs loose of their pens. The stampede had destroyed quite a few stall. But that wasn’t her problem; she was merely keeping order by adding a little chaos to the world. Her final act in the town was to mess up some documents in the home of the local lord. That is what led to Shiva’s fall, because she was caught in the act of causing chaos.
“A missing payment here, a late letter there; ah to cause such chaos is such fun~!” Shiva hummed to herself as she messed with the documents of this local lord. What sort of name was Black Lace anyways? It sounded more like a pen name to her than a title like it probably was. As she continued to cause chaos in the lord’s office, she didn’t hear the door open. “Who are you? What are you doing in there?” A man voice drifted to her ears. Shiva swung around to see a man with long, deep brown hair, some of it falling in his face whilst the rest was pulled back by a ribbon. Light blue eyes angrily stared at the goddess in his presence, not know whom he faced. Shiva merely shifted her weight to her left hip and stared at the man. “Who I am is none of your concern. As to what I’m doing here? I’m making things all right with the world.” She hummed as she smirked at this mortal man. Rage crawled into the man features as she turned back to cause more chaos. Just as she reached for a new document, a large hand stopped her. She turned and glared at the offender who dared to touch her. It was that pesky man again; she really needed to get rid of him.
. “Unhand me mortal, you do not know what you do.” She growled as she yanked her hand away from this insect of a man. “Mortal? Surely my dear you came at least knowing who you were messing with?” The man chuckled darkly. Shiva was starting to really grow irritated by this man. “I find no need to know the mortals of this world unless they truly deserve it.” She said as she moved to leave. The man stepped in her path, blocking her exit. “I grow tired of this, move you worm or lest I unleash my powers upon your hide! “Shiva growled as she prepared to age this man well into his sixties. “My dear you should have paid more attention to what the lord of this realm is. I am Black Lace and my dear you’ll never leave so long as I wish.” As the man finished speaking, his body began to shift into something more demonic. His hair darkened almost to black as his eyes changed to a shade of gold not seen in human eyes. Ebony horns sprouted from his head while claws extended from his fingertips. “I am a demonic lord here, my dear drow. Now you will be my prisoner!” He growled out as he lunged for the goddess of chaos. She didn’t move except for her right hand which she placed in front of herself. “I don’t think so.” She whispered as her powers caused the man to fall flat on his face. But she didn’t stop there, she flung him into every wall, every surface possible until she was satisfied that he was knocked out. “That is what you get for messing with the Goddess of Chaos.” She muttered as she quickly passed the bloody mess of a lord, wanting to leave now. While her powers immense, something about this castle seem to drain her of her power, her strength.
“Leaving so soon? We’re just getting started.” Black Lace’s voice rang out from the floor. He grabbed her ankle and dragged her down to the floor with him. As her body hit the marble floor Black Lace pinned her with his body. One hand pinning her hands above her head, the other holding her by the throat; his lower section sitting on her stomach, making her completely immobile. Shiva thrashed and fought with all her strength, but for some reason she couldn’t break free. “Have you figured it out yet? My castle is made out of hellkite marble; it drains any mystical entity of their powers and gives their strength to me. You won’t be leaving soon my goddess. In fact such a thing of beauty should be mine to own. You’ll make a fine concubine to add to my collection. I’m quite the charmer in these parts; you’ll learn to love my touch.” As he told the goddess of his plans, she continued to fight. She wouldn’t become some lord’s plaything. She had a duty to perform! “Let go of me you filthy devil! I am not something to own! What will the other gods think when I don’t return this evening?” She threatened. Her fellow gods would notice her disappearance, they’d look for her. Especially her brother Venrios, he always greeted her first when she arrived home from causing chaos throughout the world. “Hmm perhaps I need to make a way for you to be mine… Ah I know just the way.” He said as he yanked Shiva up with him and dragged her along as Lace opened a hidden passageway and disappeared into the shadows. Normally, Shiva would have been able to slip into the shadows and get away, but with the hellkite marble abound, even in the small passageway, her strength and powers were not hers to wield.

I'll leave it ther for now... Until later lovelies~!