A/N: This will be the long overdue, and final part, of the kinda trilogy I've written. It will make no sense unless you've read the previous two stories, which were like… three years ago. Oops!
Prologue
"We have found him."
The room fell silent. Everyone turned to look at the figure by the window; the one that had demanded the fifty year search, the one who everyone feared but respected. The only person on the world that could bring justice back into the lives of those affected by the incident so many years ago.
"Bring him in," said the figure, not turning around to face the room. There was a commotion outside of the doors. The sound of screaming as a man was dragged down the corridor by forces stronger than he could ever imagine. The doors sprang open, and the saviour turned around to look upon the one he had been looking for.
There was nothing remarkable about the man that had been bought before the room. Middle aged, his bright blue eyes were staring defiantly at the figure by the window. He was proud and would not show fear, not now he was here, in this room. Little did he know that his captive had heard his screams, his pleas, ever since he was bought into the building half an hour ago. It could be seen around his eyes that he had been crying, the only thing to betray him.
"Are you sure he is up for the task?" asked the saviour, not impressed by the man in front of him. "He looks a little… pathetic." He sneered the last word, letting his disapproval of the lowly man known.
"We are sure, my lord," said one of people who bought him in. "He has withstood every test so far, even in this form. Once he takes the final step, he will be unstoppable."
"Jane?" called the saviour, "prove their claims."
A small woman, so small she looked like a child, stepped forward. Her red eyes focused intensely on the man, and he cowered. The room waited, anticipated the screams that always follow that gaze. But they never came.
"Change him," said the saviour, as he turned back to the window, contemplating the world outside of the window. And for the first time since the demise of his beloved brother, Caius felt himself smiling.