A Darker View - Blade

[The Dark Chronicler]

This is a story created for my friend Blade. I wanted to capture his name in a different light, one of questioning. Hopefully it turned out well.A weapon, is that all that I am?Sometime I have to wonder, what good have I done within my life, all I can remember is fighting. Is all that I do destructive and harmful, for I have not created anything of worth/ But those thoughts don't give me the victory that I deserve, they signal defeat, surrender. Those are things that I shall never embrace, shall never let take hold. I will not become a coward, I shall fight on.All I need is my sword, my weapon and tool. Nothing else matters in a time when death looms so closely that you can feel its breath. This is a time when shadows are nearer and nearer with each passing hour. My weapon is all that is required to pull me through, to reach the light once more and to push aside the blackness that has swallowed me whole.But the darkness clings tightly, and the work pays far better than I could have ever dreamed. But it feels that part of me despises this, what I am forced to do, the casualties that I cause, and likely will continue to cause. But I can push it aside, for there is too much work that needs to be done, and no time for wasted thoughts. There are many, many foes remaining.I work for the ones who lurk within the shadows, but stand now against them. I have worked for them only a short time, but it seems that my skills have impressed them, and I am given pick of what challenges I feel best need my skills.I have to fight, they give little choice. He sends me to the front of the battle, to kill and slaughter his enemies. Serpentine beings scattered, their backs torn asunder by my sword. Disgusting spiders that crawl and taint, after each battle against them, I must clean my weapon of their remains. Powerful machines named after the Toa, with cannons upon their arms. They are strong, but the are not fast enough.The Brotherhood of Makuta suffers greatly by my hand, by my sword. I use it to destroy my enemies, the same way that I am sent to destroy those who oppose my leader. I am destructive and violent, swift and efficient.But is that all that I am, am I nothing more than just another weapon in the hands of someone more powerful? I fear more and more that I have become merely another sharpened blade.

[fishers64]

Unlike your previous story, you seem to have captured well the feeling of being a blade and the idea that people can be manipulated so that they are pawns in a larger plan. One nitpick is the amount of violence in this story and whom it is being directed against - I'm thinking that this person is an Order of Mata Nui member, not a Toa, from the descriptions. Is that what you were going for?

[darkslizer]

I thought the story was, overall, pretty good. The whole thing where the narrator is described as a pawn or a weapon rather than an actual being.My only complaint is this (And most would find it unimportant): I don't think the story is absolutely perfect until it has a font that vaguely matches the character. That's just my opinion, however, don't feel the need to drastically change everything.