TaintedArchAnge

The night was dark and damp, still covered from the ominous storm clouds. The air was still with a slight chill, indicating the coming of winter. The leaves on the trees in the small park had already changed and fallen, leaving the trees naked and exposed to the harsh weather.
Cael slowly walked through the park, examining every little detail of his surroundings. It was more of a bad habit than instinct or skill.
His shoulder length silver hair outlined his pale face. His bangs fell over his icy blue eyes, adding to their piercing stare.
He wore a black leather trenchcoat that slightly scraped the damp dirt path, adding to the sound of his black boots. His black shirt was cut in a large, gaping V shape on the neck line, revealing a deep, V shaped scar on his chest. A battle scar matching the V carved into his left cheek. His jeans were black and slightly baggy, but not loose enough to affect his mobility.
He had a good build, making it seem he was slow and powerful, but he relied more on agility than power. His amazing speed has surprised most of his enemies, giving him the advantage he needed.
Nobody knew Cael's age or where he came from, but by his face they judged he might be 20 years of age. Everytime they would ask him, he would only shrug and mutter 'Time is only an illusion.'
He studied at Soaring Future University. He didn't have any friends, he was a loner, but because of that, people wouldn't leave him alone.
He sighed, his breath a tiny cloud of water particles frozen by the coming season. Lately Cael had been uneasy, he had the feeling that something terrible was going to happen. Cael figured it must have been stress, he has had a lot of exams the past week. That's why he walked through the small, nameless park.
However, even the chilled air of his favorite season couldn't clear those feelings, it only made them stronger.
A branch snapped in the nearby trees. Cael stopped walking, his eyes shifting to the source. His ears twitched eagerly, searching for any new sound.
After a few, seemingly long moments, he heard the sound he was waiting for. A high pitched whistle.
In one quick, agile movement, he unsheathed the two swords hidden in his trenchcoat and blocked another sword to his left.
He strained to see his attacker in the deep shadows, but saw nothing, not even a sword.
Yet, he heard the unmistakable, dull clang of steel against steel and still felt a weight pushing down on his crossed blades. His eyes narrowed in frustration, the opponent was strong and was winning. Cael put all of his strength into the blades, trying to break the lock.
He failed, in one, easy movement, the invisible creature broke the lock, leaving Cael stunned for a few seconds. Long enough for the creature to strike at Cael in a series of agile, accurate thrusts.
Cael regained his senses quickly and jumped back, knowing what the continuous whistling meant.
Even though Cael was skilled with his swords and agile, he couldn't keep dodging forever, and he had never faced an invisible opponent before. Dodging all of the equally skilled attacks made by the creature, Cael's mind raced for a solution.
In the corner of his eye was a street lamp, illuminating a small part of the dirt path.
Surely even an invisible creature must have a shadow, right? Cael didn't have any choice but to find out. Making one last dodge, he raced to the light.
The creature followed, not willing to let its prey escape.
His heart raced as he ran, surely it had not been this far. Had it? The creature was closing in on Cael, he could hear its movements on the dirt path. Slowly it got closer and closer to Cael, full with blood lust.
Finally, Cael reached the sanctuary of the light and turned to face his opponent just in time to block another sword attack.
Right away, Cael noticed the shadow, a large human shaped creature with bat-like wings and large, curving horns. He had been right, the creature was not invisible, but somehow it had manipulated his mind into not allowing his eyes to see it.
Very clever, Cael mused.
Now at least he had a chance. After a few blocks and dodges, one nearly missing his neck, he began to fight back, making equally agile attacks as his opponent.
After slightly wounding the beast, the shadow creature realized Cael's progression and the reason and directed it's anger at the lamp post.
Cael cringed as the lamp started to flicker. It would make this battle harder to fight, and he had to protect what little light remained. He stepped between the creature and the lamp, continuing the stalemated battle, knowing his movements were restricted.
Cael ducked under a high thrust and slashed the creatures ankles, then quickly blocked an attack aimed at his chest. Using one blade he blocked another, half-hearted attack and slashed at the creature with his other sword. The creature howled as black blood soaked into the dirt. Knowing the distraction of pain would last only mere seconds, Cael took a fatal risk and rolled around the creature and managed to climb onto its back. He crossed his blades around the creatures neck, and, using all of his remaining strength, closed the blades. There was a sickening grind of bone as blood covered Cael's face and hair.
The limp, inhuman body dropped to the ground, taking the tired Cael with it. Laying on top of the beast's dead body, he thought about what had just happened. Realizing there might be more, Cael weakly pushed himself up and slowly staggered back to the University.
The inhuman body and head melted with a sharp hissing, leaving no trace of the battle besides a broken lamp post.


(OOC: Sorry if near the end I got kind of repetitive or, well, bad, but I'm really tired, and everything's starting to blur, lol)