• He walk from the Ancient Relic. As he did so he heard the cries of men, gun shots and orders being issued. He stood by the entrance ans he heard the muffled groans of last breaths being drawn and exhailed. Pausing as he considered his situation."Curse these Rebels... Oh well, looks like I'll be having some fun before I meet my so called God."
    "Kane!" A feminine voice called out.
    "We know your there. Give up you plans! The Userpers shall never provale and you know it as well as I do!"
    The man walked from behind the entrance and began to walk down the Relics steps. His Silver hair whiped across his slender, young face as he did so. He place his hands in his pockets as his Gown laced around him.
    "Greetings Slavka!! So nice of you to join me in this most glorious of times!!" Kane yelled out towards a crown of several hundred men. The men were armed to the teeth with guns and blades. He scanded over them and began to chuckle delightedly. "Slavka, please give me the honor of seeing your face one more. That is... before i make it red with the blood of you so called Army."
    "Now,now Kane... Dont be so full off yourself. Things dont always go according to plan." Slavka called to her former lover as he stood there on the steps. She still admired his masculine figure. She was upset it had come to this...
    "Slavka, you know all to well what I am capable of now."
    He was talking of the curse he had received all those years ago. The whole land thought of it a curse,but he... he thought of it as a blessing.
    "I am aware. Kane, if you make one more move I shall allow all hell to break free from the depts of darkness itself."
    Kane smiled as he began to walk slowly down the stairs. He still kept his hands in his pockets as he did so.
    "Fire!"
    The called echoed through the men as they began to pull their triggers.
    A storm of bullets raced towards Kane, Slavka looked away as she wish all of this was just a dream.
    The sound of glass breaking was heard.
    Slavka turned back to see all the bullets hitting against air infront of Kane. As they did so the air itself would shatter. The men ceased fire momentairly only to begin another barrage of bullets. But this time to their amasment, the bullets turned to blades. Each one different from the next. Unique as if the mens souls where in those very bullets, and had been formed into the cold steel of a sword.
    "This is it! This curse IS a blessing!!" Kane shcreamed as all the blades rushed like a cold flurry of hail onto the earth.
    The men were struck down by them. All where dead. Speared one by one, their screams echoed in the stillness of the so called battle feild.
    Slavka was still alive. But at the sight of the men she had come to know and befreind... She enveyed the dead...