Silence covered the building as the god king held up the weakened warrior Dénouement. Fury filled his face as he looked into galaxy of bitterness and hate. "You were a fool to ever think you would succeed. Did you really think that your inferior blade could ever hope to break the sword of the gods?" The god king whispered. With those words he lifted his sword and plunged it through the twitching body of Dénouement.

18 Years Later

The sounds of metal hitting the ground with an unrelenting consistency pierced the morning air. It was a beautiful day, but Dénouement felt none of it. Only revenge was on his mind as he spoke the only words he truly knew the meaning of. "Father, I will avenge you" it would be a difficult task to take down the castle that had enveloped his father 18 years before, never to return again. He knew little of his father, what he did know he had gathered from the letters his father had sent before his fatal duel with the godking, Zeus. He'd had a difficult time fully understanding everything his father had written. All that mattered to him however, that there was a ruthless tyrant living in the ruined castle that had not only taxed his people into near starvation, but had committed the most unforgivable sin of all, dishonored the bloodline of Dénouement, a treachery that would not be soon forgotten. It had taken years to gain the loyalty of his fellow people and to convince them that an uprising was the only way to gain freedom from oppression. Now that the campaigning was finished, it was time for him to make his move. The sound of footsteps broke him out of his thoughts. "Sir, the time is ripe; the people are ready to follow your will. I propose we execute our plan next morning." Said childhood friend and right hand officer Arnaud. "My friend, I'm not leader of yours, we are in this together! There is no need for formalities such as calling me sir!" Dénouement replied with a grin. "But, we have no time for morning, should we not make our move tonight to use the darkness to our advantage?" Arnaud quickly insisted, "Our men are, are, are tired! The need rest!" he stuttered with a nervous face. "If you insist my friend, I don't doubt you judgment. Just make sure the whole village knows of the change in plans." Replied Dénouement. "Ill make sure they know" Muttered Arnaud with a suspicious grin as he walked out the door. Dénouement gave a puzzled look to the thee door that his friend had just gone through. It was not like Arnaud to be so cautious and nervous. His thoughts quickly turned elsewhere as his wife and newborn son and namesake entered the room. "Who was that?" asked his wife. "It was Arnaud" replied dénouement. "

That's funny it didn't sound very much like him, he sounded quite nervous and scared about his proposal…but I'm sure its just the fact that the moment you have been waiting for for years."

"Hmm, I guess so, but yes, he has been acting strangely this past week. For some reason I'm beginning to doubt that he'll be trustworthy in battle."

"Oh, I wouldn't make such sudden conclusions, I'm sure it's just the nerves. He'll get over it! Trust me!"

Dénouement answered with a sigh as he finished writing the last words into his journal.

Arnaud was very unsettled today… I'll talk to him in the morning