Disclaimer; I have no idea what's happening. Just enjoy it.

The air was thick with ash, as it fluttered to the ground like snow flakes, however, it wasn't a joyous occassion. Far from it. The skies were painted grey and clouds bickered between each other. The village was made of sticks and mud, as live stock panicked and people ran in fear, but their fate was already determined. Amougn the mass of people running through fire and debris, was a man. He kept turning his head, his eyes searching for his Mother, however the sea of heads shared nothing.

The crowd came to a stand still, as Mark swung his head to the front. Archers from Ner'a. Why were Ner'ians on this side of the border? So many throughts passed through his head, they were quickly scrapped as he heard screams erupt from behind him. Woman, children, men, fell to the mud as Mark ran. He didn't think. He didn't look. He just ran. His leather boots carried him from the place he once called home. Home. Now in ashes and smoke. Tossing one last glance, he saw the onslaught stop towards the woman and children, just the men.

He saw her eyes, much like his own. She saw him and he saw her. Her kind smile. She nodded as stood on the border of the forest. Archers slowly followed her gaze to Mark as he turned and ran. His feet crushing pine needles as the smell of bark lingered with a scent of ash. Mark's hair whipped behind him as he disappeared from Haerin and sprinted through the Knor Woods.

"OVER THERE!" a voice screams as Mark scans the area, he needed a place to hide.

"A cave!" he huffs as he dives into it, not really thinking. At all.

""~+~""

Mark was robed in a brown t-shirt and grey pants. His mother had been a seamstress for the town, fixing all of the clothes, her nimble fingers were foreign in both Ner'a and Saa'r Nav, most people bred and born in either of these two main Kingdoms, were broad, made to work or to mine or to fend off the evil that lay in the shadows. However, other jobs had to be done to keep peace and prosperity in the Kingdoms, such as Smithing, Farmers and so forth. However Mark, had been a perfect specimen for a Soldier, but chose a life as a Tree Cutter, to stay close to his Mother and brother. His brother however, had managed to become a painter for the one of the many Lord's.

He stirred, kicking dust up as he pushed himself up, againist his muscles protest. But it is human instinct to live. There was hardly any light in the cave as he looked up. He could barely see the entrance as he looked around. Rocks. Rocks and more rocks. Odd shaped rocks, that resemble...

"Pillars?" he wonders a loud.

His voice echoed off the walls as he looked around. It was so silent and dark. A low humming emitted from a pile of rocks up ahead. Should he approach the random glowy rocks or leave or try to leave. He was stuck down here, he might aswell do die from something magical than choking on a rocks. Carefully, he shifted his feet towards the mysterious rocks. Swallowing, he shivered.

"I'm just a happy guy, who fell down a hole and now, I might die from glowing rocks and I am okay with that, because I'll probably die of the plague- Wait, how is the plague going to kill me down here?" he chatters aimlessly as he arrives before it "Do or die or Die or die awesomely... I think I just made up a word"

"JUST PICK UP THE DAYM STONE!" somebody shouts "Flipping dammit! How am I supposed to do a creepy voice over and to guide you, if it takes like another 6 centuries for you to take the stone! It took me hours to put it there and then rocks on top, I'm not strong okay! So just pick it up and don't question it or me or Trump"

"What's Trump?"

"It's shit, now take the stone!"

"What if I don't want to?" Mark asks as somebody appears from behind a pillar "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter, because you're not taking the stone" he says as he storms past to the rubble and throws rocks and dust at Mark "The last 3 idiots died as the collided with buttom, so you know what... I'm happy to wait!"

"Guy with cloak on, please calm down" Mark says as the cloaked guy throws the stone at Mark's face as it goes dark again.

""~+~""

"Where am I?" Mark asks.

"You are everywhere" the voice from earlier says.

"Oh not you again, you're so angry" Mark says as he looks around, trying to grasp what's going on.

"Hey! I have magical powers! I can do what I want!" he retorts angrily "You're lucky I don't zap your ass to Pakura!"

"Why there? That's a market place filled things I can't afford?" Mark asks as the white blinds him "Where are we?"

"Just let me do my speech, I've been preparing okay"

"Fine, just stop being so angry" Mark mumbles.

"I am Youtube" it says as they take off the hood.

"You don't have a head" Mark says "I think you should see a healer"

"Oh really? I didn't know that" the headless person says as they disrobe, to reveal a huge triangle "Touch it"

"No" Mark says repulsed.

"I'm not even human" Youtube says "Look, if you don't I'll kill you"

"I see" Mark says as he stretches out his arm to touch the huge white triangle "Why do you wear a cloak and how did you-"

"Oh for the love of god" Youtube says as he steps forward as Marks hand hits it.

""~+~""

Mark bolted forward as he screamed- err, shouted. Touching his head, he wiped the sweat away as his hands travelled to the bridge of his nose. Something was there. Taking them away, he was surprised to see two tiny windows held together by metal, that slipped behind his ears. His vision cleared as he bought them closer. Woah.

"Mark, I have gifted you these tiny windows to grant you better sight" Youtube says, but was now where to be seen "You're like a hero now and I'm like you're guide"

"Don't I need a quest though?" Mark asks as he looks around, he was no longer in the Cave, but lying next to a stream.

"Anyone die?"

"Yeah, but naturally"

"Someone throw you under the cart?"

"No"

"Well the king is evil, kill him"

"What if you're evil?"

"I'm not"

"Yeah, but-"

"How about your family was taken and you have completely irrelavant skills and now you have to find them?"

"Uh, yeah, I have to save my Mom" Mark says as he gets up "That's right, I need to find her!"

"Look, I gotta go, but hey you'll figure you're powers out. Later Mark, follow the smoke" Youtube says as Mark shrugs as he looks to the sky.

"Follow the smoke" he says setting off through the tree's.