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Maleo stood atop the shine with the Dusk Slayer in hand. Dark clouds gathered over the village and started to loom over the shrine. Rain began to trickle on the leaves of the tree branches overhead.

"What are you waiting for you bunch of cowards!? GET MY SWORD AND KILL THE BOY!!!"

Maleo could see that King Ventin was growing impatient. Time seemed to slow as the footsteps of the soldiers were the only sound Maleo was focused on. Maleo looked and could see the soldiers running up towards him. He knew how to fight- but they were trained. They wore thick armor that was like a blood-soaked color. He could see slight cracks from previous battles. That's where he needed to strike. The swords of the soldiers were held high, leaving the body open. But he knew it wasn't going to be that easy.

The soldiers were now at the landing of the shrine where Maleo stood. Maleo turned the sword slightly, remembering what his father had taught him, and attacked. "FATHER!!!" Maleo's vengeful cry echoed throughout the village. The first soldier fell to his knees in an instant. Maleo held the stance after the blow.

"WH..WHAT?! HOW DID HE DO THAT!? I DIDN'T EVEN SEE HIM MOVE!!" A soldier from the pack of dead-men-walking shouted as he saw his comrade collapse.

"You're next" Maleo said in a low, angry tone. " Now join him." With that Maleo leaped towards the heavens and struck the ground causing a wave of energy to race towards the other soldiers, making them lose their balance and tumble down the stairs. The elder and the little girl raced down the stairs trying to avoid the bodies falling at them. The elder grabbed the terrified girl's hand and hurried back towards Desino. King Ventin stood his ground. He held his hand out and a barrier of black magic shrouded him. The bodies bounced off the barrier and flew over the railings of the stairs.

" GET UP YOU PATHETIC BUNCH OF SLACKERS!!!" King Ventin roared. The dazed soldiers tried to regain their footing and raced back towards the stairs.

" You have some skill boy. Why not join my army? Huh? C'mon just hand over that sword and I'll forget this whole thing happened". King Ventin stepped cautiously up the stairs.

"Ha.. You want MY sword. Well, what are you waiting for old man? Come and take it." Maleo almost smiled at the fact that he was going to get to fight Ventin sooner then he expected.

"Old man? I'm only thirty-two you little bastard" King Ventin seemed annoyed.

" I tried to be nice, but no more. KILL HIM AND BRING ME THAT SWORD!!!"

The soldiers were back and ready for round two. Three men rushed Maleo but they were no match for him. It was like Maleo and the sword were one. Moving in unison. The first soldier attacked with an overhead thrust but Maleo countered by blocking the attack and slashing with an upward attack, cutting the man's arm off at the elbow. He started to fall to his knees when Maleo jumped off his left leg and kicked the man in the head snapping his neck and

sending him over the railing. Maleo spun around just in time to counter another attack. He leaped over the soldier's head and cut the man down at the neck. The now headless warrior tumbled down into a puddle of his own blood.

"HE'S JUST A BOY, KILL HIM!!!" King Ventin began descending the stairs.

"If any of you imbeciles return without that sword, I'll kill you myself" With that, the remaining soldiers rushed to the top of the shrine just as Maleo was finishing off the last of the first three solders. King Ventin made his way back to his horse in the village.

Maleo was surrounded. With hate in their eyes, ten soldiers circled the lone warrior. They attacked, but were unprepared for what was about to happen.

Maleo held the sword out in front of him and turned the blade so the three stones faced up towards the sky. They began to glow and this overwhelming power engulfed Maleo's entire body. He felt the sword begin to separate. A bright light swallowed Maleo, stopping the attackers from delivering a single blow.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!?! WHERE IS THAT KID AND WHERE THE HELL DID THIS LIGHT COME FROM?!?! HE COULDN'T HAVE JUST DISAPPEARED SO WHERE IS H..WHA..!?

Those were the last words any of those men spoke. The bright light faded and there stood Maleo, now holding two swords, with eyes as blue as the stones on the Dusk Slayer. The swords were lighter, stronger and more beautiful than the Dusk Slayer.

The sword in his right hand was similar to the one in his left hand. The bottom of the sword's handle was still in the shape of a lion's head, as was the left, but the jewel inside was a bright white-blue color that illuminated the inside of the lions mouth. The handle itself was a dark blue, like the color Maleo's eyes now were, and had a white molding that wrapped around the handle until that part of the sword where the handle meets the blade. Engraved at the bottom of the blade was a picture of the sun rising behind a castle, which looked very similar to the Royal family's castle. The blade was made of the strongest metal, like the metal his father used when making weapons. It was a white-silver color with the tip as dark as a starless sky.

Now the sword in his left hand had a darker appearance. Inside the mouth of the lion is a black, midnight colored stone that seems to have a life of it's own.

The handle was as black as the stone in the lion's mouth and the molding wrapped around is the color of Maleo's eyes. The blade also had a picture engraved in the bottom of it but instead of rising, the sun was setting behind the castle. The blade was made of a dark metal with the tip as white as the jewel in the lion's mouth on the sword in Maleo's right hand.

The soldier's eyes all widened at the sight before them. Before they could snap out of the beautiful sword daze, Maleo had unleashed a fierce combo of death strikes that lay waste the victims that stood in Maleo's way.

Maleo falls to his knees as the rain-washes the blood off the majestic blades.

The power of the Dusk Slayer was too much for him to control and the two blades unite again forming the Dusk Slayer as Maleo struggles to his feet, trying to make his way to the ruins of Desino. Maleo makes it back just in time to see King Ventin ride out of the main gate of the chaos flooded village.

"MALEO! HOW DID YOU SURVIVE? WE THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD."

"YEA, ARE YOU OK MALEO?"

The crowd of surviving villagers rush Maleo as he makes his way towards them. Tears of joy, anger and sorrow pour down their faces and join the falling rain. That's when Maleo sees the motionless body of his father. The crowd quiets down to a few whispers. He slowly walks over to see his mother cradling his head in her lap.

"Mom? He's dead, isn't he…?"

" ...Yes Maleo… He's dead".

The elder walks up behind Maleo and places his hand on his shoulder.

" You know what you must do Maleo, don't you?"

Maleo nods. "I know. Lets go"

"Where are we to go Maleo?" The elder says.

" You can't stay here. He'll be back" Maleo begins to raise is voice so the villagers can hear him. " King Ventin will be back with more men and they will not stop to we are all dead."

" Where are we supposed to go? We have no money, no food and only the clothes on our backs"

" There is a village close by. Now if we stay here, we are bound to die. We can go to the village, tell them what happened and I'm sure we can do something for food and shelter."

With that being the only chance of survival, the villagers, hungry, scared and tired, decide to follow the new master of the Dusk Slayer. Night falls and the villagers decide to set up camp along the riverbed, about two and a half miles from their destination, Ordon Village. Now Maleo and a few others decide to catch some dinner. After filling the tummies of the hungry children, the adults eat. The children are put to sleep under a tree and the adults gather around the fire, too scared to sleep. Maleo keeps watch from the top of a boulder a few yards away from the fire site.

Something doesn't feel right. Maleo can hear the sound of a horse's gallop in the distance. Whoever it was, they were coming towards the campsite. With a leap, Maleo lands beside the elder who was sitting by the fire. The presence of a dark man atop a dark horse now loomed over the small encampment. The boulder that Maleo was just sitting on now hosts this figure.

"Whoever Ventin sent is here. Wake the children and hurry across the river. Wait for me on the other side".