Aika stared out of the glass windbreaker, trying to spy signs of land. She sighed and pressed her forehead against the smooth coolness. She could never remember sailing for this length of time without spying land. They had not slept, they had not eaten, they had not drunk, yet, strangely, she felt the need for none of them. She turned and rested her back against the glass, and looked at Vyse, who stood forever at the wheel. His pallor seemed to have paled, a sheen covered his brow, and he had red circles beneath his eyes. His breathing came harshly, rattling in his throat like an enraged snake. He seemed not to notice her, his blank eyes fixed on the horizon.

"Vyse, where are we going? Will we be docking soon?" she asked him. He seemed not to hear, and she cocked her head when no reply came. Sighing she walked to him and put her hand gently on his shoulder. The contact seemed to startle him, as it might a blind man, and he looked at her, seeming bewildered.

"Vyse," She said again, "Please, where are we going?"

he still did not reply, however, he returned his gaze to the skies, raised his hand, and pointed.

"There…." He said, his voice hollow and quiet, as if he were tiring.

She looked up, and was surprised to see an island appearing through the clouds. It was a beautiful place, it looked entirely sculpted of marble. A city, dwarfed by the great tower that rose at its centre. A truly spectacular place, and seeing it brought a warmth to her soul.

"Vyse… its beautiful… What is it called?" She breathed.

"Soltis.." He replied.

Celeste blinked tiredly.

"She is drawing closer, the spirit grows weak, the further he gets from his own world. She has no concept of her surroundings, she doesn't know her way around the spirit world, so therefore, this Vyse… must be deliberately brining her… here." She said slowly.

"What?!" Hissed Ramirez. "What do you mean he is bringing her here? How can he.. they are in a different world."

The Silvite glared at the dark woman, his eyes demanding an answer.

"Aye.. but the two worlds overlap… one invisible to the other, we cannot see them.. yet they can often, if they are a determined, or angry spirit, can see into ours. Aika's spirit is strong, so she has plenty of time left in the other world, yet he brings her back… perhaps he is returning her, to help her home."

Ramirez shook his head.

"No… that's not why he is doing this.. else why would he draw her sprit from its host in the first place?" he sighed and walked to the balcony, glaring out at the horizon, almost as if he would pierce the veils of worlds with his eyes alone. "The man failed to kill me once before.. now he will try again.. of that I am sure."

"If it is any comfort, Ramirez… I know how you must be feeling." She muttered.

He spun around and glared at the woman.

"You!?" He snarled, "How could you understand?! You have never loved anything in your life!"

"You think I hold my husband Darin, in no affection? You think I do not fear everyday for the safety of my sons?" She stood and glared at him. "The day Dalamez was destroyed, my immortality was ripped from me, as was my ability to revive one who has passed away. I can still spirit dive, but that is around my limit. With my mortality came a yearning to leave something of myself here. Emotions make fools of us all, and I am here helping for fear your son will harm my boys, and you are forcing me to be here, for fear that I am the one who did this." She gestured at Aika. "I know how you feel Ramirez, love is a monster, and once it has you, it never releases you from its foul grip." She sighed and looked away from him. "I also live with the knowledge that another once bore my child."

He looked at her oddly.

"What are you talking about, woman?" he hissed.

"Years ago, I came to the surface, after having lived under the Silver Moon, you need to see its glow every now and then. I came alone, I saw Soltis restored, but was aghast that you were not completing the mission of the Elders. I sought comfort in the arms of a man I sensed was descended from the Black Kingdom. Part of a clan that had split and come to the surface, forever disgracing themselves. However, I far preferred to mount him than any of common blood, and so we spent several nights riding each other well.."

"Spare me!" Spat the Silvite, "What would I care for your strange lusts!"

"You may well care, as it may lead to the recovery of Fina." She said icily.

Ramirez paused. In his panic about Aika, he had all but forgotten, that his second born was still missing.

"As I was saying, we rode together well, for one of tainted blood, he was strong," She continued, folding her arms across her ample chest. "Of course, as it was, I soon discovered I was with child. I sensed it in the early days, and told no one. With the power granted to me from Dalamez I returned to the surface, determined to strike down the father for his carelessness, yet.. I found him wrapped in the arms of another woman, a whore. A pretty little thing she was, you would have liked her, hair like fire she had. Well, I was about to kill the pair, then flush the child from me, however, something strange happened. I thought of the babe, and wondered what it would be like when it was born, what sex it would, if it would look more like me or it's father. I felt curious, or at least, that's what I thought, I suppose a mother's instincts are still there, no matter how suppressed they are. Anyway, I watched them for a while, such an erotic display, and when they finally fell asleep, I drew the child from me, and placed it in the woman's womb. She would know nothing of it until the next time her cycle was due, and nothing would happen. I then left, returning to my kingdom. The whore would later die in birthing the boy, so he would never know his true mother… or the one who sustained him for the nine months of his gestation." She looked at him, her dark eyes holding his steadily. "There is a prophecy, in the world of the Dark Moon, which speaks of a magic… a power linked to no one element, but one that can slow time, and mould the very fabric of life. It is said that this power, this magic can accomplish anything. Only two people can ever control it. One child born of a mother not his own, raised in a world of dust and fire. One who had not been born, but rather ripped from the womb, whose mother was twice alive…"

Ramirez felt his mind dawn on the single conclusion he could.

"My daughter.." he breathed slowly, "She is with your… son?"

Celeste cast her eyes back towards the prone figure on the bed.

"Aye.. my son, and Fina, are bound by forces beyond their control."

Aika gazed up at the beautiful structure, as it floated by her. They had landed at the docks of the magnificent city. Out of the corners of her eye, she kept on mistakenly seeing shapes, the shades of people, market goers, and merchants, bustling about their everyday lives. However, when she looked properly, they vanished, like the scent of rain on the breeze. Vyse had taken her by the hand, and she had felt no surprise whatsoever when their feet left the hard ground of the docks. The tower of Soltis loomed above them, and they gradually rose through the air. Galleries, balconies and glimpses of rooms passed her by, as they slowly drifted higher. Eventually Vyse raised the pair of them over a balcony and they alighted, facing a room. The chamber was elegantly decorated, silken drapes hung beside the open balcony doors and they wafted gently on the warm air. Here she could almost hear snatches of a half whispered conversation, a few words reached her clearly, yet they made little sense. However, here, she knew that she could see something. Fuzzy, blurred outlines of two people occupied the room. From the way one stood, it was definitely male, and a proud one at that. The other was shorter, curvier, surely a woman. She could not make out any definite features, just the vague ghosts that represented them.

Vyse led her gently into the room and pointed at a gigantic, velvet-strewn bed. Upon it lay, as clear as sunlight, a woman. Red hair spilled around her face, which was a pearl nestled on its fiery cushion. She was clearly unwell, and was abed to recover.

"Vyse…" She breathed, "Who is she?"

"A beautiful Queen." He replied, leading her forwards. "and she needs your help. Your strength will save this woman Aika, what you must do, is lie down, above her, as she lies there. You will feel a pulling, and yearning within you… and you must not fight it. When you wake up…. You will have to fight by my side, we will kill Ramirez once and for all. But," He said, looking at her, "You must not let go of my hand. You will pull me with you, into the world of flesh and blood."

She smiled at him and nodded, together, they would defeat Ramirez. Taking his hand in hers, she stepped forward. As she approached the body, she felt a tug at her soul, as if the motionless figure was calling to her, and her heart thudded rapidly as she leaned forward, dragging Vyse with her, and allowed herself to tumble forwards over the bed. Seeping through the skin, she spilled into the veins, filling every space in the body, infusing it with her energy. She became aware of sensations; the downy sheets beneath her, the fresh, but warm breeze wafting in from the balcony doors, and the refreshing scent of air in her nostrils. It was the strangest feeling, like returning home after a long journey. All the time she kept a hold of Vyse's cold, clammy fingers, which seemed more and more solid by the second.

Ramirez turned away from Celeste. Why had she not told him this before?! He growled, he was angry at himself for being so totally engrossed in the welfare of his beloved, that he had all but forgotten his child.

"Go and rest." He snapped, "I will send for you in a few hours when you are needed."

Celeste nodded gravely and turned away. The Lord returned to the bedside and dropped into a crouch, his hand reached out and smothered hers. He frowned, her other hand looked half closed, as if she held something tight, her knuckled were white. He glanced up at her face, and his heart seemed to still in sock. The lavender eyes he knew so well, were locked with his. There was no mistake this time, she was entirely there, this was no half dream, her soul had returned.

"Aika!" He breathed. At his voice Celeste paused at the door and glanced back, and the eyes of his wife narrowed and she tugged her hand from his touch.

"Now," She said, shakily getting to her feet on the opposite side of the bed, her voice rasped coarsely from lack of use, "Together, we will end your life."

Farran blinked in surprise.

"My parents?" he asked. "They're dead as far as I know." He snapped, wanting to run below decks and prevent the desecration of Fina's gorgeous hair.

"Ahh, yes. I thought as much." Xin said, swilling loqua around his glass. "Well, as it turns out, boy, your knowledge does not extend far at all, contrary to your beliefs."

Farran blinked in confusion, clearly not understanding.

"The truth is, I know more about you, than you do."

"What are you talking about?!" Snapped the youth, his patience running out.

"Your whole life has been a riddle, that's not about to change, boy. Always have you sought answers to why you feel the way you do. Why you feel isolated from those around you. Why you have never heard the songs of the desert sands as all other natives have. Those born of the Red Moon's blood, understand the tides of the desert ocean, you do not. You have never felt at home, you have always felt as if you were waiting for something significant to happen in your life. You have always felt… superior to the other citizens of Maramba."

"That's untrue!" Snarled the boy. "I am no different, I do my part around the town, I sit on guard, I hunt sand eels just as well as any other man. I think of myself as no better than the rest." Half way through his shout his had found himself standing, fists clenched, shaking in fury.

"Sit down." Xin said coldly, the command in his voice bending the youth at the knees. He lowered himself back into the chair, his hand automatically lowering to the coarse head of Marius, only to discover that he was still shut in the cabin, as he had been when Fina was dragged away.

"Release my hound." He said, his voice low and dangerous.

The captain chuckled and stood, he walked to the door and opened it, he barked a few orders, and moments later Marius was led growling and barking, into the cabin by his scruff. As soon as the dog laid eyes on Farran he quieted, knowing his master was safe, but his hackles were still raised as a warning. He padded to the boy's side and sat, his dark eyes still glowering at those around him. Xin dismissed his crew men and sat down again before the youth.

"That's another point I wanted to make." He said, pointing at the beast, teasing a growl from its jaws. "You found a lone dark wolf, near death, and towing one pup. Creatures like these have an inbred hatred for man, and a yearning for death. Yet, not only did the mother allow you to put her out of her misery, she also charged you with her spawn. Even while you tended the dying bitch, if any other man or woman were to approach, she would try and attack, yet not you. Even now, the cub only stands your company without a snarl on its face, you and the girl, why do you think that might be?" He asked with a smirk.

Farran glared at the man.

"Alright, why? Why do you think I feel all these things? Why do you think you know me?" He asked, his blue eyes burning with anger.

Xin chuckled and leaned forward, fingers entwined on the desk.

"Oh no boy, that would be far too easy. But I will tell you something. Baratus is not your true uncle… in fact, his sister, the whore, your 'mother' was not even your true mother. She may have forced you from her womb, but it was not her who first conceived you." He said.

Farran looked at Xin oddly.

"You must be mad. How can she have birthed me, yet never conceived, you are talking nonsensical riddles." He said.

"Aye boy, riddles, that one day, you will know the answer to."

"And how do you know all this anyway!?" Farran suddenly shouted, standing, and slamming his fists down on the desk, causing the loqua glass to rattle.

"Even if it is all true, which I highly doubt, what right do you have to tell me this now? And how did you come by so much information about me?!"

Xin stood as well, and their eyes locked. Identical, electric blue eyes.

"Because Boy!" He roared, "I was the one who first implanted you into the womb of your blood mother!"

Fina sobbed forlornly. She lay where Jace had dropped her. For hours he had scrubbed the stinking pitch into what remained of her beautiful hair. He had rubbed so hard she thought her skull must surely be showing through. When she thought she could bare no more he had hauled her upright and dunked her head into the water barrel to rinse away the residue left behind. She was released, soaked in freezing water, gasping for breath and choking on tears. She instantly slumped to her feet, a trembling hand ran through her stubbly remains, while the other dashed water from her face. She heard Jace sigh as he dropped some coarse sheets beside her, and his command to dry herself up, before attending the Captain for inspection. The pirate paused on his way out of the small, foul smelling room, which contained the barrels of pitch.

"Hair grows back lass, keep yer chin up." Then he was gone.

Fina cried for a while, burying her face in the towels, allowing all her fears, her sorrows, and confusions to surface in one tirade of sobs. Eventually, when her emotions were spent she hauled herself to her feet and bowed her head over the barrel of water, to see a stranger staring back at her. A pale skinned girl, with red puffy eyes from crying, looked oddly distorted through the water, however, she could still see the black stubble clearly. She could see how ugly it was, she could see how badly it suited her. She moaned and struck the water with her fist to shatter the image. She wanted to feel her thick locks about her shoulders again. She would not be herself again until it grew back, but still the tips would remain black until it was long enough to cut. Slowly she made her way up each deck, she felt exhausted now that she had cried for so long, still when she passed through the slave decks, she sent out waves of sacri energy to the poor souls chained to the oars. She sighed, even though they were headed for Soltis, she could stand before her brother and she doubted he would recognise her now. She stood no chance of being able to escape and get into the Palace, she would probably be arrested before she got within ten paces of the Tower for trespassing. When she finally stepped up onto the upper deck, the cool wind whipped at her and she shivered, she hadn't realised how much warmth the cloak of hair around her shoulders had afforded her, and she bent her neck against the chill. The dread Ship was sailing North towards Sailors Island, and then on to Soltis, she sighed, and slowly forced her feet to mover her towards the Captain's cabin. All she wanted to do was see Farran. She wanted to be alone with him, she wanted to hold him and to sleep beside him. She didn't even need words to say or to hear, but his presence was enough for her.

Vyse sighed and looked around. Maramba was quite a poor town. A trading post for merchants, and a hovel for those with no where else to go, a hive for the Black Market. He stood on a raised platform in the square, Galcian at his side, which was erected for what he assumed would be local meetings and auctions. Quite a crowd had gathered when the Lord Marshal's ship had docked, and word that the Emperor himself was present spread like wildfire throughout the township. Now the tanned faces stared up at him, waiting eagerly for what he had to say, for as yet they were unaware of his sister's disappearance.

Galcian stepped forward and raised his hand for quiet. When it had settled his voice shouted out over the crowd.

"People of the Red Moon, as your Marshal it is my honour to present His Royal Highness, The Emperor. I wish that his presence here brought good tidings, however, his reasons are very grave, as you shall soon know. Now hold your tongues and be humbled to be in the presence of such a man."

Stepping back he grinned at Vyse.

"There you are friend, with an introduction like that they will regard you as a god." He said quietly. Vyse shook his head, making a mental note to later remind his friend of just how humble his youth had been in the forests of Ixa' Taka. For now he stepped forward, cutting a regal figure in his finery and addressed the people.

"I am sorry that my first visit to this place is marred. For I come seeking help from you all." He paused for a moment and ushered forward his colonel and took from him one of the posters of Fina. He held it up.

"Citizens, these will be posted all around your town. Your Princess, my Sister, Her Royal Highness Fina, Lady of Soltis, has disappeared. A World Wide hunt for her is underway, and any information leading to her location will be rewarded with one hundred gold pieces. Please, I implore you to help, if you can."

With that he stepped back and nodded to his soldiers. They instantly dispersed ranks and went about nailing posters to every wall of the town. Vyse sighed and glance dup at the heat filled sky. Where was she?! His poor mother lay abed yet his selfish sister had fled Soltis, she always was rash and headstrong. He shook his head, it seemed to be a common quality in his family. Still, nothing throughout the whole world of Arcadia had been heard, no one had come bearing information. He sighed, she could already be dead for all he knew.

"Emperor." He was startled from his thoughts by Galcian's voice, the Marshall sounded very serious, and he turned to see what could sober such a normally jovial man. Galcian stood, with him was a portly man of middle age, and a woman who was clearly his wife.

"Galcian, what is it?" Vyse asked.

"This is Baratus, he and his nephew operated the town guard. He says that he thinks he has seen Fina. He wouldn't tell me more than that, insisting that he wanted to speak to you personally." Galcian said, gesturing to the man.

Vyse looked at him and raised a brow. He wanted to return to his fiancée, but this information could prove invaluable, and if he heard it himself the message would not become twisted along its course to his ears.

"Very well. Baratus, do you have lodgings close by? I don't wish to discuss this matter in such a public forum." He said motioning at the crowds of people still milling around.

"Aye Majesty, my home is close by, although it is not worthy to receive you, it is all I offer." The man said, bowing his head and lacing his words with flattery.

"Baratus, I was born in a hut made from mud and grass. Your abode will do fine." Vyse replied.

Vyse found himself and Galcian following the man and woman through the crowds. Maramba was small and so very soon they arrived at a small sandstone house, with merely a sheet as a door. The woman held it open for him and Galcian. Vyse was surprised that the small home seemed quite cool compared to the stifling heat outside. With his patience thin, Vyse turned to the pair, declining the offer of refreshments.

"Now, tell me what you know of my sister." He said.

Baratus shifted nervously.

"Aye, Sire, but please understand, that we had no idea who she was… we would never have… but anyway. Slavers came to Maramba, the Dread Ship don't land here too often.. too small to get very much trade you see…"

"Salvers?!" Snapped Galcian. "There are Slavers operating on my Continent?!"

"Aye Lord Marshall…. People keep their mouth shut for fear of what them pirate types would do. But they arrived and I sent my boy to fetch a kitchen girl to help my Missus here around the house. He brought back a right fine little lady, looked exactly like the Princess on them posters. She said she had come from Soltis, and she was very wealthy… we couldn't afford to keep her and sent her back to the Slavers." He said.

Vyse had gone pale. His younger sister… a slave?! He stepped forward hauling the older man by the collar of his shirt closer.

"Where are they headed now!?" He roared.

"I… I don't know Sire… Like I said they rarely come here… I have no idea where they ply their trade!" Vyse released the man and turned away, swearing to himself.

"Please Sire, believe me, we would never have handed her back had we known, we would have seen her safe back to Soltis…"

"Galcian." Vyse said, ignoring the pair, "Send out every Armada ship available to us, have them search the skies, I want ever single ship stopped and stipped, search everywhere."

"Aye Sir." The young Marshall said, before snapping his heels and leaving the home, shouting out orders.

"Sire.." The woman spoke nervously. "The slave ship.. its known as the Dread Ship… huge it is.. and it's hull is blood red. Never seen another tall ship like it, almost the size of a Royal Flag Ship I recon."

Vyse nodded without turning back to them.

"If your information proves valuable, then you will receive the reward for your service." He muttered before stalking out, back into the baking heat of the desert.

Ramirez snarled and blocked another thrust, a gouge to his cheek had blood running into his mouth and he spat it out. He stepped back and gasped a few breathes.. how was this happening?! Aika had stood when she awoke, and faced him, deaf to his gentle words. Then… from her hand… another seemed to grow. Slowly the shade of Vyse stepped into the world, he was pale, his hair limp, but it was undeniably the blue rogue.

"Remember me Ramirez?!" he asked. His voice was distant, like a shallow echo calling across the void of eternity. "I've come to claim back the life you took from me, to claim back all that would have been mine, Aika, the World, Glory…"

He had stepped forward freeing himself of Aika's touch, and for a moment Ramirez had had a shallow hope that without her contact he would fade away into nothingness. However, it did not happen. As the ghost raised his hands, the familiar cutlasses, which now hung at his son's sides, materialised in the palms of his enemy. Before Ramirez could even draw breath, Vyse lunged forwards, and drove the blade deep into Celeste. The dark woman wore an expression of mild surprise as her life slipped away, and she dropped without a sound to the marble floor. Without pausing Vyse whisked his blade from her, and in the same movement drew it across Ramirez's face. The High Lord staggered back and drew his ornate blade, but paused. A change was coming over Vyse. Colour rushed back into his cheeks, and his eyes glinted.

"Ahh yes, the energy from that female goes into the void, and a little of my own fire is returned to me. I won't be completely alive until another soul is sent in my place to appease Rift." Vyse flicked the blade, splattering the blood from both Celeste and Ramirez to the floor. "Your's will do nicely Silvite!"

Vyse had come at him then with blow after blow, they were not especially hard to block, but at the same time Ramirez found it hard to get his blade in under the hail of attacks. Vyse seemed tireless, a moment ago it looked like he was near collapse, then after he had killed Celeste, he seemed invigorated. Small cuts began to appear over the Silvite's body, as his mortal arm began to tire, against the ever persistent one of Vyse. The Blue Rogue laughed, knowing he was gaining the upper hand.

"You have gotten weaker Ramirez, the life of an Emperor has been too easy for you." He hissed in glee.

Aika had barricaded the door in the case that someone should encounter them fighting. Now she turned and came to stand close by, watching in satisfaction.

Ramirez tried to ignore her presence but it was impossible. His eyes flicked to her, desperation in his gaze.. she must remember him! His anger rose as he thought of his wife, hidden somewhere in the maze Vyse had built around her, unable to see him for what he was. In fury the Lord unleashed a series of blinding attacks, his blade weaving a mesh of silver death. With a final cry he slashed sideways with his blade, slamming the cutlass aside and drawing it across Vyse's throat.

The man staggered slightly and blood gushed from the wound down his front… however, within moments, he seemed to right himself. Ramirez's eyes widened in amazement as the wound slowly closed, and air whistled back into the lungs of his dead rival. He had uttered no prayer to the moons, so how was it possible for him to cast a Sacri spell?! Vyse righted himself and smiled.

"Like I said, I will only be completely alive when a second soul is sent to the Rift in my place. You cannot kill what is not alive Ramirez." He said.

Ramirez snarled, how was he to win?! Vyse was inexhaustible, and could not be killed.

"Aika, come here." The Rogue suddenly said over his shoulder. The Silvite felt himself rile in fury, at the very sound of her name on his lips. Obediently his wife went to the man, her eyes brimming with love, a love that was rightfully his. When she reached him Vyse's arm curled around her neck and dragged her to him, the cutlass blade coming up under her chin.

"Vyse!" She screamed, "What are you doing?!"

"Now Ramirez," He said, ignoring her panicked question, "You have a choice; your life, or hers. Throw down your arms, and you will live as my own slave, forever reminded of how I defeated you.. if not.. then I'll send her sweet little soul spiralling to the Rift in my place."

Ramirez chuckled at Vyse and shook his head.

"You really think that I believe that? Your not going to kill your childhood love Vyse, you and her grew up together, and sailed together. I do not believe you have the strength to kill her for an instant."

Vyse laughed, and pushed the blade against her throat, drawing blood.

"Oh how wrong you are Ramirez. After I died she went straight into the arms of my killer, bore his children, became Empress. True she has helped me to get this far, but no my uses for her are at an end. I would gladly see her die for the treachery to my memory that she committed."

Ramirez went cold, and looked hard at the shade of his enemy. True the man had changed, the cold insanity of the Void gleamed dully in his eyes, a wicked grin lit his face. In life Vyse had always been a man filled with strong will, happiness and a strong sense of loyalty and pride. Now, it seemed that everything good about him had fled to the furthest reached of death, while all the malice and hate within him had been left to build and consume what was left of his rotting soul. What choice did he have? At least he would see Aika live, if living with no knowledge of your past could be classed as such. With a sigh of defeat he tossed his blade to the side. Vyse laughed harshly and shoved Aika away from him, stepping forward he plunged the blade of his cutlass through Ramirez's heart.

Ramirez gasped and sagged t his knees, his mouth desperately working to form a spell, anything that would aid him, but none came.

"Really Ramirez, you think that anything on this world would persuade me to keep you alive?!" he laughed and dragged the weapon away, as he did, blood oozed out, drenching the front of the Lord's fine white clothes. "Die now, knowing that with the High Lady at my side, I will have no problem becoming the Emperor, at her word I will be placed as Ruler of Arcadia. I will have her, I will have Zelos. When your children return here, they will die, just as you have. I might even have Aika bear my own seed.. she is still of birthing age. Think of it, generation upon generation of my blood sat on your throne. Glorious…"

Ramirez had stopped listening to the Rougue's gloating. He felt darkness descending on him, and knew death was approaching fast. He resigned himself to it, his mind was only filled with Aika, he stared at her. His emerald eyes locked with hers, and even as he slipped away, she was the last image he saw.

Aika watched as the Lord pitched to the side, his eyes blank and unseeing. Blood spread around him, yet somehow he looked serene and handsome. She felt a sense of sadness in place of the elation she was expecting when the evil Lord was finally put to death. She had not understood much of what he and Vyse had spoken of, so had decided to disregard it. Now she knelt beside the body, and gently closed those beautiful eyes. Vyse was stood close by, his insane laughter pealing around the bedchamber. Ramirez, was dead.

WR: OH MY GOODNESS!!!! XD I'm cruel I know, you will just have to wait till the next chapter to see what happens, what did you think of that eh?