thestoryteller217
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mortal enemies eternal lovers (closed)
All was quite at the mansion/estate the soldiers walked around the perimeter chatting amongst them selves as they kept their guns loosely rested against there shoulder blades. The fires brining across the mansion provides some comfort to them on this chill California night. They kept there heads down less any one identify them as being part of the don Alfonzo Riverias private guard.
The Don was currently the most hated man in California. The town folks were currently a few more outbursts away from open war with him by mere inches. They were an unruly undisciplined lot though and so far the don had prevented people from inciting true rebellion on him. Still his gaurds had to be careful less they get branded traitors and attacked at there home.
In the shadows of the estates courtyard a man appeared from the shadows a devilish grin plastered to his face as he patted down the dust on his clothes. He was dressed entirely in black with a pair of black boots black pants and long black shirt. The top two buttons were undone exposing an expense of smooth tan muscles. His jaw was rugged and sharp clearly defined with rough stubble, The upper half of his face was covered by a red and black mask only exposing his electric eye’s, His head was topped with a black wide brimmed hat that covered his hair and hide his face in an errie half shadow, He had two bandoliers across his chest forming an X. Both were loaded with pistole’s around his belt was a silver sword and a supple black leather whip.
He moved past the fountain stopping to pluck a single white flower out of the water. He brought it to his nose softly smelling it before smiling and dropping it to the water. With a swish of his black coat he was gone.
He jumped over the roof tops sliding down to a stop as a few guards moves past the walkway he was above. The moon was out in full force tonight preventing Alexander De Le Montonia Rodriga form truly bending into the shadows. He edged back into the shadows of the balcony waiting for the guards to pass and unaware he was under the balcony of the Don beautiful daughter.
All was quite at the mansion/estate the soldiers walked around the perimeter chatting amongst them selves as they kept their guns loosely rested against there shoulder blades. The fires brining across the mansion provides some comfort to them on this chill California night. They kept there heads down less any one identify them as being part of the don Alfonzo Riverias private guard.
The Don was currently the most hated man in California. The town folks were currently a few more outbursts away from open war with him by mere inches. They were an unruly undisciplined lot though and so far the don had prevented people from inciting true rebellion on him. Still his gaurds had to be careful less they get branded traitors and attacked at there home.
In the shadows of the estates courtyard a man appeared from the shadows a devilish grin plastered to his face as he patted down the dust on his clothes. He was dressed entirely in black with a pair of black boots black pants and long black shirt. The top two buttons were undone exposing an expense of smooth tan muscles. His jaw was rugged and sharp clearly defined with rough stubble, The upper half of his face was covered by a red and black mask only exposing his electric eye’s, His head was topped with a black wide brimmed hat that covered his hair and hide his face in an errie half shadow, He had two bandoliers across his chest forming an X. Both were loaded with pistole’s around his belt was a silver sword and a supple black leather whip.
He moved past the fountain stopping to pluck a single white flower out of the water. He brought it to his nose softly smelling it before smiling and dropping it to the water. With a swish of his black coat he was gone.
He jumped over the roof tops sliding down to a stop as a few guards moves past the walkway he was above. The moon was out in full force tonight preventing Alexander De Le Montonia Rodriga form truly bending into the shadows. He edged back into the shadows of the balcony waiting for the guards to pass and unaware he was under the balcony of the Don beautiful daughter.
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