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chapter 1: the long journey to find a new home

the blades swing to and frow back and forth as the rain poors down harshly. the two men rush toward each other with hate in there eyes and blood dripping from there bodies. the two men un-challanged by time and by the battles they have endured. the two opisite forces gathered here to finish an age old rivaly between them. one of the men wearing a black trench coat knocked the other man wering no shirt but tattered old blue jeans to the ground and on his knees. then sliced him across the chest from the left sholder to the right wiest. then the man when in for the kill. when all of a sudden a young woman in her mid twenties rushes to one of the men's side blocking what would have been a fatal blow to the man. the woman fell as the blade cut throuhg her flesh easyly as a hot knife through butter. the man who she had saved bowed his head and began to cry as he screamed out her name in rage. the man vowed revenge for his loss as he rose from his knees and raised his head with a twisted dark smile. a smile that meant he was going to win the fight at any cost even his life. but the man was now sereious more so than before. the man was changed. he lunged toward the other man still in shock that he woman rushed to her man's aid. he could not understand why a woman would sacrifice her life for her husbands.

"you shouldn't have sticken her down like you did..." i said quitely but not unheard. "..." the man said still in shock. " now it's personal..." i said picking up my sword and raiseing it while pointing it at the man's head. "i...i didn't mean to kill her...i...i...i'm sorry" the man said sadly. " sorry? sorry didn't kill her...you did...now you will pay with your blood, your own life..." i snapped. the man runs leaveing his blood stained sword behind. the other man picks up his dead wife's body and carries it to the closest town cemitary. " one day that man will pay for what he did to you...i swear he will..." i said walking with my dead wife's body in my arms. the man seemed un-challanged by the world around him. by every thing that surrounded him at this very moment. all he cared about was makeing sure that his wife got a proper burial as she deservered.

the man traveled 6 years on foot with sword, shield, and wife in hand he marched forward until he reached his destination. slaying hundreds of thousands of foul beasts in his path he sought vengeance for his wife's un-becoming. he was often ready to give in and lay down and die. but upon every ocasion his wife's spirit visted him and gave him refound strenght. strenght to over come severe and harsh climate, and obsticals. the man let not one soul live in his path for vengeance. he killed all who stood in his way. he was faced with six challanges... six un describable challanges that would make most men cry. but he was not like most men. he was a man of men. a hero of heros. a savior among saints.
-------------after he arrived in a town a couple miles away------------
the man kept a journal detailed to an unbeivable extent about his journey throught hell and back. when he finally did return to a town he was barely alive to tell the tale. the man was bloody, starving, exsausted, ready to die, and weak from the poison that he had injested from the scorpoins he had killed and eaten. he stumbled his way to the chapel/church slowly. when he arrived their he searched for a priest and something to eat and drink. he found the head priest at mass. he wondered why there was mass on such a day at such a time. he thought it was mondues(monday) around the sun's peak(noon). he sat in on the mass until it was over. when it was and every one had left he walked up to the priest and asked for his assitance. the priest instintlyh agreed to help the man. "father this woman died trying to save my life...i wish to simply repay the blood price for what she has done for me...show me the ways of the cuzi(coo-zoo-e). i wish to be a servent for the faith of the temples...to purifiy the land. to exterminate the injust..." the man said getting on his knees. "my child i shall show you the ways of my kind but you must not forget you cause for wishing to further your self down this path." the priest said. the two men then walked out into the court yard and dug a hole. then placed the woman's body into a wooden coffin and burried her. the priest and man then sad good bye. "son i need to know every thing that happened..." the priest said. the man knodded then started," i was faced with six hurtles on my way here...all where challangeing...but i wasn't going to give in so easy...." the man said. the priest looked at the man with sorrow in his eyes. "can you tell me of your hardships?" he asked.