A Snake Born from the Clouds

''The Draziv have been defeated, and their leader was forced to retreat by Seikyo. However, Senka was killed in the fight, which led to a downtrotted Seireitou.''

It was a dark night. Neither summer, nor winter. You couldn't say it was fall or spring either. It was an unusual night, with the full moon staring down at earth, it's light shining on the one known as Seireitou. Images of killing and bloodshed soon came to the man, reliving his past again and again. Losing his title, gaining friends, killing those he cared for, growing love, losing that very love. He recalculated, and saw that he was alone. Sure, his family known as the Order was there, but through it all. He was alone. Seireitou then gave a sigh, "Senka, I... couldn't protect you. I failed you." muttered the broken hearted Vizard, trying to hold back his inevitable tears of sorrow. Only one thought swarmed in his head, the love that Senka had given him. The love he gave, to both her and his son. However, as these thoughts piled on, another image... no, it wasn't an image. More... of a desire, a lust, a priority soon came into birth in the man's mind. It was revenge.

He savored nothing more then to have the man of whom he despised in his very hands, crushing the skull till no pieces or blood remained. He then got up, knowing what he had to do. With a flash step, he disappeared into the night, leaving no trace of his being in the dreary night sky.