"Come on now...its ok girlie.... This isn't gonna hurt...not one bit..." the hooded swordsman swished his blood stained sword into the moonlit night. The sharp glare of light cause a young raven-haired girl to flinch back. She closed her eyes wearingly. She could hear the cold laughs of the men as they shared a silent joke through their eyes, raising their swords together, in perfect sync. She knelt down, bending her head over a charred, lifeless body of an unfortunate victim. "Mama...please help me...mama," she sobbed, her self-control finally breaking down. The man brought down his sword. SWISH!! Thunder cracked nearby as she felt the cold metal touch her bare chest. "MAMA!!"