Ryotuki had the same dream he had awhile back. Monsters ate at his chest as no one helped. Except this time, the only thing you could hear was nothing but Ryotuki's flesh being torn. Ryotuki winced, this time he could feel pain as he waited for the singing. He head nothing and scrambled to his feet. Running as fast as he could the pressure on his chest was too much. He tripped and hit the ground, as the monsters surrounded him, he noticed his chest. It was healed as he stood back up.

The monsters jumped at him but were reflected back by a bright lightas he immediately woke back up again.

Ryotuki lifted his head against the wall as the chains restraining bruised his wrists. He noticed Fokoro staring at a spot in the wall and sighed, his attention and expression changed as the cell door swung open, creaking from poor treament and rusted hinges. Senith stood in the doorway, a smirk on his face. Fokoro gritted his teeth as his eyes turned an angered red. He lunged at Senith, only to have the chains cut the distance between the two.

Senith approached Ryotuki and stop. He pulled out his balade from it's sheath slowly. Ryotuki closed his eyes as a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead. He swallowed the lump in his throat which felt like his heart. Hard. He swallowed hard. Senith smirked and lifted the balde as Fokoro struggled more. "I swear, if you lay one hand on the boy..."

Senith shifted his eyes. "You won't live long enough." He threw the blade as it stuck in the wall, inched by Fokoro's neck. Fokoro's expression remained unaffected, still full of anger as Ryotuki opened his eyes quickly upon Senith's comment. He bit down on his lip and blood dripped from it. Senith noticed the blood and walked over to Fokoro, kicking him in the stomach as he sheathed his sword.

Fokoro spat out blood as Ryotuki struggled out of his chains, failing. Senith approached Ryotuki once more, wiping the blood from Ryotuki's chin and smirked. "You know this blood? Maingryu blood. A rare type of blood. Found only in one thing. Maingryus." Ryotuki had a confused look. i'But...I thought my blood is just normal..Normal from everyone elses...'/i

Senith flicked the blood away as he grinned deviously. "You're the only maingryu left. Let me explain. Maingryu blood lets you get anywhere these days in this wretched world. Even if you have a single drop in a vile, it can get you millions. But I'm not after money. I'm after the power. That's why...I'm going to kill you. But not today. YOu have a day or two before I start experimenting on you."

Ryotuki's eyes widened as Senith raised his blade once more, removing it from it's sheath. He smirked and walked away. He looked at Fokoro who had changed back once more. "I'm okay kid. What about you"
Ryotuki shook his head. "I'm fine. But Maingryu? Have you ever heard of them Fokoro?"

Fokoro guiltily nodded his head 'yes'. "A clan of power and wealth, this was their ultimate downfall of both them and the Moiniyoes. A sad story but true. No lies but the story has always changed since most people don't know the real story. I'm the only one who does."

Ryotuki's expression changed as Fokoro spoke. His eyes widened as the scar on his face grew smaller. Fokoro gave a sorrowful look and then tried to smile. Ryotuki made no reaction and thought for awhile as silence spread through the cold cell. Ryotuki clenched his fists as he stared at a spot at the wall. "Fokoro...Tell me a story? As a last wish."

Fokoro shook his head and smirked. "You're not gonna die kid, I won't let that happen. But I'll tell you a story anyway, to pass time." Ryotuki forced a smile while Fokoro began.

"The Moiniyoes were scholars, collecting treasures and endangering their lives as their reputation grew. They were the best of friends with each other. But one day, the Maingryus grew too curious as one of their people came back with a scroll bestowed upon them from a treasure hunt with the MOiniyoes. Upon more research they found out about the power in their blood and grew power-hungry. Their powers were unbelievable but the price they paid for it was their appearence and sanity. They couldn't control their powers. The Moiniyoes tried to snap them out of it but started a feud between them. I stayed out of it for my personal reasons. After that, that was it. Looks like we're both the sole survivors." Ryotuki let out a whispered sigh. "Sorry Fokoro." Fokoro shook his head back.

"No sorries kid, I'm going to sleep. Night."

The next day Ryotuki had a rude awakening. He found himself strapped to a cold metal table. He struggled to get free as he noticed Neokie standing over him. He looked into her eyes and noticed something wrong about them. They were lifeless, not happy and vivid as he had recalled them to be. He wanted to lift a hand up to touch her but they were restrained once more. Neokie stepped back and disappeared as the room remained quiet. Ryotuki let out a sigh. "Neokie...What happened?"

Neokie stared at her feet as she let out a sigh. Walking she stopped at a wall and rolled her hand into a ball, striking the wall with all her might. She stared at her fist as the sounds from her punch faded from the hallway. The noise of drippng water filled the lonely silence as Neokie withdrew her fist. It bloodied her skirt as she continued walking again. 'I'm gonna help Ryotuki and Fokoro. Even if it kills me.'

Senith stepped out of the shadows and smirked as he saw the dent in the wall. "That girl is progressing quite well. Perhaps she will be better then a Maingryu. Ha ha...Or maybe the Maingryu will destroy her." He stepped back into the shadows. 'Least of my concerns, I will now see how well this boy can fight.'

Ryotuki scanned the area around, seeing complete darkness as he grew weaker. He began to black out until he heard scattered sounds. A bright light flashed in his eyes as Fokoro stood there grinning. "I say you won't die and boom, you're dying. Some guardian I am." He said with a high tone of sarcasm in his voice. He pulled out his recovered katana and sliced off the restraints as Ryotuki fell off the table. Fokoro caught him and helped him up. "Come on."

Fokoro hoisted Ryotuki over his shoulder and began running down the hallway. bit down on his lip and yelled. "I can run!" Fokoro stopped immediately and dropped him. "Then run!" Ryotuki stood up and followed as they exited the building, and outside. Fokoro stopped immediately as Ryotuki eyed him confused. Whispering was heard around them as Fokoro fell, bleeding from the side.

"Fokoro!" Ryotuki cried out bending over to him as Fokoro spat out blood. Fokoro raised a hand and shook his head. "I'm fine, just...Beat him..." He blacked out and Ryotuki laid him against a tree. Ryotuki stood up, with a look in his eyes. It was a glare that seemed to pierce through everything, a flame of hatred burning through them.

Senith laughed as he pulled out his sword. Neokie somehow appeared in front of him and shook her head. "Don't hurt him!" Senith glared and swatted her as Neokie fell, slumping against a tree. "Fool." Neokie struggled to get up but Ryotuki appeared in front of her, his back turned to her. "Neokie. Stay out of this. It's personal. Just take care of Fokoro please." Neokie nodded ad stood back up shakily, limping over to Fokoro. Ryotuki noticed her bloodied fist and turned back to Senith, his blade pointing at the madman.

"You will not leave here alive. You've hurt my friends and you're just trying to become power-hungry! I'm gonna stop you even if it means the death of me." Ryotuki exclaimed, the Maingryu blood in him boiling up. Senith watched with a smirk as Ryotuki's eyes flashed red, he seemed to grow fangs. This must have been the Maingryu power FOkoro had told him about earlier.

Ryotuki tried to grab ahold of the power inside but all he could do was prevent the final transformation as he thought to himself. 'Just beat Senith and the power will be no more. Get a grip...'