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Yeah, I never did work this story out, but the character's eventually evolved into an entire other story. Still, this was kind of my beginning for writing.

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A time of confusion and turmoil. A time of great change. A time of evil. This is the time in which I am born.

Prelude

The man in the black cloak with salt and pepper hair walks down the path in the moonlight. He doesn't look the slightest bit unnerved even in the prescence of the wasteland that was once a great city.
He turns down an alley and another man shouts out, “Give me your valuables or I will use this on you!” He is holding a new type of gun that is normally used for military purposes, the VRS2. “It is loaded with the newest virus on the market and I am serious about using it,” the second man says.
The first man just stares at the second man with just a small look of interest that could be seen through his piercing green and grey eyes. The first man says, “I suggest that you put the gun down before you hurt yourself.”
“What?!” The second man replies. “Do you think I’m joking?”
“I don’t think you are joking, I think you are a joke,” the first man answers flatly.
The second man starts a charge and yells, “Well then get ready to die!” He stops in his tracks when a blade pierces through his back and his chest. Just before the light leaves his eyes he notices that the man in the cloak is the one holding the blade.

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Part 1: The Introduction

"Hey Daven, what have you been up to?" Bensel asks.
The man in the cloak looks at Besnel and gives a quick response, "Someone attacked me, I took care of him."
"Oooh... he is either in pain or dead," Bensel replies.
"The latter," Daven says.
"Damn..." Bensel mutters under his breath.
Overhearing him Daven aasks, "Would you have rather been in his place?"
Realizing the threat as hollow Bensel laughs and Daven chuckles as well.

Daven heads for the training room. While reaching for the handle on the door he pauses, feeling a small bit of remorse for the man he just killed.
"Oh well I guess that is what you get for attacking someone," Daven exclaims aloud.
He grabs the handle and pulls the door open.


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