"Bold"= angry/demonic voice

"Normal" =normal voice

"Italic/Italic"=emphasis/extreme emphasis

Darkness surrounded him as he floated in what he could only assume was the afterlife. He let out an annoyed growl as he sat up rolling the stiffness out of his shoulders and back as he did so. His slitted crimson pupal glaring at his surroundings as he took them in, seeing nothing but pitch black around him made him growl darkly again which was rewarded with a pair of giggles.

"Wo krilon nep ahst zey?! Genun hin selves nikriin!" was his prompted response.

All he got was more giggles before the world around him suddenly turned from pitch black to a blinding white. Which caused him to shield his eye with his arm. Growling again as he lowered his arm once the light had died down to a tolerable level. Standing in front of the man were two with long black hair, almost to their mid-backs, heart shaped faces, pale almost ghost like skin, while one had her eyes closed the other had hers open showing sapphire blue eyes, both were dressed in long white dresses and both had matching small smiles. Hell if he wasn't angry at how bright it got so quickly he would be speechless at their beauty. But, he was kinda pissed at the moment.

"Wo ausul los hi ziin?" was growled out with a scowl.

The one with her eyes opened giggled softly before she turned to her sister. "An interesting son you have here sister."

The closed eyes sister simply giggled softly in response while an enraged growl echoed through the space catching their attention to the man who was now standing and glaring at them darkly. They know if they were not Primordial they would be floored at the pure rage the man was glaring at them with.

"What the hell do you mean? My mother died a long time ago and you are not her." He spoke calmly yet they heard the fury behind his tone.

Finaly the closed eyed sister sighed softly before she spoke for the first time since he saw her."Hush dii mal yunkliin all will be explained soon."

Those three little words stopped his rage cooled. For he know of only one other that know that language and they where not human.

"Monah." he sounded surprised yet stand offish almost afraid this was a lie. But, The closed eyed women simply smiled softly and nodded with tears of joy falling from her shut eyes. It was then that she slowly almost tentatively made her way over to he grown son who she was forced to give up. Once they were faced to face his eye shifted from the angry crimson slitted pupal floating in a pool of darkness to a calm yet hesitate jade green. Soon she rested her hand over the scared porcelain mask that only had his left eye uncovered. But, with a gentle pull the masked separated from his face revealing his angular to her for the first time in years. She frowned slightly at the large jagged scar that when from the his jaw up through his right eye which was covered with a pitch black eye patch and disappeared into his hairline. From what she could tell from his untamed and messy black hair he took little care for it yet as messy as it was his hair was clean and had a healthy shine to it. She rested her hands on his large shoulders as she took the appearance of her son in. The black trench coat that covered his from looked heavier then it was supposed to yet the sleeves where cut short to just above his elbow, from the elbow down to the tips of his clawed fingers what covered in a pure black gauntlet with bloody crimson line work, a black t-shirt with a flaming red outline of a dragon skull in the center covered his large chest, dark jeans covered his legs that where covered from the knee down in greaves that matched his gauntlets in both color as well as having three rows of sharp spikes protruding from his shins and forearms. Yet the scowl on his face did make her wonder is it was stuck that way.

"My son, dii mal yunkliin I- no we need your help"

"Fos dreh hi praag dii monah?"

A giggle came as a response before she added "I will let your tiinah answer that dii mal yunkliin."

With that said to blue eyed women smiled softly and joined her sister's side in font of her nephew a proud smile that was shared by both sisters as they looked upon the man in front of them before she spoke softly.

"My nephew we need you to assist the gods-" here she was interrupted when he gave a snort in amusement before he allowed her to continue"-in their upcoming war with creatures know as The Titans."

"Bah! Nii los ni dii diron, Druv fend Zu'u hiif daar ful faan Rah?"

Here his mother spoke up "Because my son they will need as much help as they can get. If not then I fear the innocent my be killed man, women, Children " Here he let out a growl whither it was because he was annoyed or what they did not know. But, when she began to speak again she was cut off when he raised his hand halting her words cold in her mouth before they both gasped lightly when they saw the look in his eye. It was a look that could scare every Primordial in their tracks. After a beat pasted he spoke, his voice dropping to near demonic levels.

"What must I do mother."

That one sentence sparked something inside of the two sisters that they though had been lost for centuries.

Hope.

The hope that Balance would once again come to the world of humanity. So the sisters looked to each other then back to the sole male as matching grins soon grew on their lips.