Cloud raced to his bedroom and to the wooden chest in there. In the chest contained various steel tools, some gold ingots, a bow and some arrows, a fishing rod, a note or two, and a diamond sword gifted to him by his father many years ago.
But this sword wasn't any regular diamond sword. Engraved on it was a date. The date was the exact day the village was attacked. Cloud looked at the engravement and his eyes widened.
"That is today.." He said.
More yelling came from downstairs. Cloud snapped out of his daydream and ran downstairs with his diamond sword in his hand. What was going on downstairs was petrifying.
Mr. Wheaton was on the floor, In a pool of blood. He bled from his mouth. He had multiple stab wounds in him that bled profusely.
But the scary part was the beings surrounded him. Beings that no one had seen for hundreds of years had broken into his house. Three Soulless hooded figures cloaked in tattered red and black clothing turned to Cloud. You couldn't see their faces; only red, glowing eyes. They stared at Cloud. He was trembled and petrified.
Behind Cloud came the sound of glass shattering. A fourth hooded figure had broken into the window of his bedroom. Cloud turned to look up the stairs. It stared at him from the top of the stairs. In it's hand held a dagger that had a red blade. There is no such thing as a red metal in the Aether.
This Cloaked figure up the stairs jumped from the top of the stairs to Cloud who is at the bottom. By instinct Cloud stuck his sword out in front of him so it can uncontrollably fall onto his sword. The figure in mid-air scrambled to try to dodge the sword he was about to fall onto. He could not find anything so his body made contact and went through the sword.
The being slid into it slowly as his sword poked out from it's back. Cloud quickly pulled the sword out of it and the being lifelessly fell onto the stairs. He then looked back at the beings that surrounded Mr. Wheaton, which now were all facing Cloud with their own red daggers in their hands.
Cloud was blinded by anger. These unholy figures broke into his house and murdered his best friend's father. He was filled with hatred. His vision blurred. He breathed heavier.
"I'm going to kill you.." He said angrily as he charged at the three assassins. They all poised theirselves for attack. With mighty force Cloud jumped toward them and did a spin in the air. As he neared the middle one he slashed at it, completing the spin. The assassin blocked it with his dagger and and it made a "cling!" sound, which knocked the dagger out of it's hand onto the ground.
Cloud buried his sword violently In it's torso as it squealed and grabbed his blade. When he pulled it out the assassin on his left grabbed his arms. It's hands were cold to the touch. Cloud flailed his legs violently as he watched that assassin in front of him fall to the ground.
"Get the hell off of me, motherfucker!" He yelled as hands were bound.
The remaining assassin punched Cloud's stomach. He yelled in pain, still flailing his legs and trying to break his arms free. This assassin then took the butt of his dagger and slammed it onto Cloud's right temple.
Cloud then fainted.