'Run. Run. Find help.' These words past through a young volcarian boy as he ran for his life while blood dripped from the crescent moon wound on his face and the deep cuts on his younger brother who he carried. 'Gotta keep running. Gotta find help.' Was all that past through his mind. Then he heard a terrible scream! But he dare not stop not while the monsters that slaughtered his mother were on his tail!
He needed to find help. He needed to find his uncle Or his father 'No! Not him. I can not trust him. After all he is the reason this happened. The reason my brother is wounded and my mother is dead. I will never trust him again! He is dead to me' thought the young boy. "Faolan?" Mumbled the boy on his back. "Hang on just a little longer Shard we are nearly there." Replied Faolan as he picked up his speed. "Where's mom?" Shard asked trying to lift his head. "Dead. But her death shall not be in vain. I shall kill those who have caused this. I shall kill the dark council and our dreaded father, Razer."