Shattered

   The sounds of cracking and things crumbling to the floor echoed around this vase empty place. There were screens everywhere, shattered, broken, cracked but still tried to play images. Nothing was heard though, it was all silence, it was growing dark here. This must be it, this must be the end, its time and I am ready.

Nine and Gabriel made it to where Voltaire was at, Gabriel had taken him here to rest. Voltaire was still out cold, Nine help Gabriel to him. He sat down in front of him and winced from his wounds, Nine bit his wrist and held it to Gabriel. He look to Nine "Thanks." drinking his brothers blood. Nine grimace, never a fan of sharing his blood and could only hope his brother didn't go crazy again like last time. Gabriel pulled away and could feel his wounds healing and his strength returning. Nine had tried to wake Voltaire up.

"Somethings wrong."Nine looked to Gabriel, he frowned and shook Voltaires shoulder lightly.
"Hey come on wake up...." but Voltaire remained out. They tried to find a pulse, but Voltaire never had one to begin with and they were not sure how to tell if he was alive or dead. Nine was starting to get worried, looking to Gabriel. Gabriel sighs, he still had a headache from going into Nines head, but he knew he could find out if he could get in his head. "Hold his eyes open I need to make contact, I'm going to see whats wrong." The image of Voltaire cracking apart in Nine head ran through him, gave him a slight shutter.

Nine helped him keeping Voltaire eyes open, he was abit mortified by it, but hoped Gabriel could help.
Once Gabriel got inside, he looked around to what look like a destroyed room, like a terrible storm or battle happen here. Lights flickered from one of the broken screens, Gabriel notices the flashing images on many of the broken screens. Then he notice Voltaire who was sitting hunched over on the floor. Gabriel walked to him, once he reached him, Gabriel knelt before him. Gabriel placed his hand softly on Voltaires shoulder, trying to nudge him slightly, his stomach was in knots now.

"Hey Voltaire are you ok?" Voltaire heard Gabriels voice. Slowly he looked up, the cracks were getting worse, he had a crack that went down across his face. Gabriel frowned , he swatted at Voltaire "Idiot, why did you do that? Why did you go all hero, now look you got seriously hurt." Voltaire winced and looked down at the ground. Gabriel sighs "Hey come on, shouldn't you have fix yourself by now?" he heard the sound of something collapsing, turning his head, he realized Voltaires mind was tearing apart.

Gabriel grabbed Voltaires shoulders "Hey come on, stop, you need to fix yourself."
Voltaire spoke "Why? I'm not scared anymore......I'm ready to go."
Gabriel growled "Your being an asshole, stop this now." another part collapsed and Gabriel was getting worried.
Voltaire shrugged to him, Gabriel narrowed his eyes "Come on, what about Nine, I thought you look to him like a brother?"
Voltaire look to him "He has you now."
Gabriel hissed "There has to be something you care about enough to live for, what about your love? Family....come on can't give up on that."
Voltaire looked passed Gabriel, staring at an image being played, Gabriel turn to stare at what he was looking at. The image was a memory, it was a woman with raven colored hair. Her skin was fair and she moved to Voltaire, in her arms were two babies. Voltaire face was surprised and sound came threw the image.

"Look your a daddy now, these are your kids. This is your daughter..." leaning her right to him. "Her name is Taki." the childs red eyes beaming as she remained close to her mother. She leans to her left "And this..." pushing the child into his arms, Voltaire nervously holds the babe "That is your son, his name is Azeract."

The baby stared at Voltaire with his big purple eyes all wide in awe, Azeract tried to put his foot into his mouth, giving a grin to Voltaire. Voltaire just stared at him, he didn't know how to react, but a smile crept onto his face. He held the babe close to his chest "I'm a daddy."

Gabriel looked back to Voltaire "See you can't die, you have kids....." holy crap he has kids.Voltaire looked to Gabriel "That was the best moment of my life." Gabriel stared into Voltaires eyes "Ya, so live for them. They need you,so you can't give up."

Voltaire had tears running down his cheek, he felt ashamed. Looking down "I'm sorry, I'm just so tired."
Gabriel shook his head "Life is hard, but you can't give up. You have to fight to live.....if you give up I will find away to seal your soul to your body, I swear it."

Voltaire faintly chuckled, wiping the tears from his eyes "Ok.....I will. It....will take some time, but I promise I will try and keep fighting."
Gabriel smiled and says "good, cause I'm not going to let you give up so easily."
Gabriel got out of Voltaires head, holding his own head in his hand. Nine watched the two, still worried. Voltaire stirred and open his eyes slowly, Nine smiled and look to Gabriel, Gabe look up to his brother "What...."

Nine shook his head "Thanks." Gabriel rolled his eyes "Ya, well I mean I had too help....he help me so...ya."
Voltaire chimed "You like me..you really care about me...."
Gabriel huffed "Shut up, no I just...you help me so I helped you and we are even. So no deals or I owe you anything, so ya."
Nine chuckled "Right Gabriel, ok."
Gabriel hissed "Its true."
Voltaire smiled "Ok....but...you care."
Gabriel got up and huffed "I don't have to hear this." Walking off, the two snicker and Gabriel turns around "Your both assholes."with that he slammed the door shut.

Locked away

  Gabriel walk through the woods, he was heading to check on Voltaire. Remembering how Voltaire was when he found him, it made him frown some. He wasn't sure why he felt bad for him, but Gabriel tried to shake the feeling off. He wanted to make sure his wounds were healing, as he passed by a tree, he got side swiped by something. He was grabbed by the neck and slammed into a tree. He tried to figure out what just happen, the hand on his neck tightened as he got lifted off his feet. Gabriel grabbed the beings wrist, he glance down to see Nine was the one who had him.

"Nine......what...the hell?" he tried to speak, but the grip on his throat made it hard. "Nine....what are...you..doing?"
Nine just stared coldly at him, his face expressionless "Where is Voltaire?"
Gabriel was confused, why did Nine want to know where Voltaire was. He never attack Gabriel to know this "I don't know." he lies.
Nine narrowed his eyes slightly and threw Gabriel with exceptional strength, sending him through the air and he smashed against another tree. A loud crack sound could be hard, as the tree almost buckled, Gabriel gripped his ribs "Nine...its me...Gabe...what are you doing?"

Nine walks towards Gabriel "Where is Voltaire, he escaped and I know he would come to you."
Gabriel hissed as he struggled to get to his feet "I told you I don't know so back off." Gabriel tried to take a swing at Nine.
Nine dodged and goes to slash at Gabriels face, luckily Gabriel was able to dodge, but it threw him off balance. Nine wasted not a moment and aim to drive his hand threw Gabriels chest, Gabriels eyes widen, as he realized Nine was trying to kill him. Gabriel tried to dodge, he manage to keep Nine from stabbing his chest. Though Nines hand went straight through Gabriels shoulder, he let out a scream of pain.

 "Nine stop....I'm your brother." Gabriel knew something was wrong, he needed to get in Nines head. Nine jerked out his hand, leaving a hole in his shoulder where blood poured from. Gabriels red hues glow as he growled, Nine grabs Gabriel up and says "Where is Voltaire?" staring at Gabriels eyes.

A mistake on Nines part, but Gabriel had no clue what he was about to get himself into. He manage to lock eye contact and reach Nines mind, which was very dark, he looks around and got spooked when something touched his shoulder. He turned to swing and smacked Voltaire "Voltaire? What are you doing in my brothers mind?"

Voltaire turned to him, his hair was neat white and was braided instead of dreads, he was clean shaven. He stood up "I felt you introuble, I feared you would do this so I followed you into his mind."
Gabriel huffed "Your not far away, then why haven't you helped me?"
Voltaire shook his head "No I am able to reach you in here from far distance, but you don't know what your about to do."
Gabriel shook his head "Voltaire I have done this lots of time, I think I know what I am doing."
Voltaire sighed "Ya but if Nine destroys you in here, then he destroys your mind."
Gabriel didn't understand why Voltaire cared if he was hurt or not "Right um thanks, but I can handle myself."

Something lurked around them, Gabriel could sense it, he stood infront of Voltaire "You should get out of here, you're still too weak."
A claw launched out of the darkness for Gabriel, but before Gabriel could react he was shoved out of the way. He stumbles and turns to see Voltaire taking on what look like Nines true form, but darker. Voltaire screamed out "The door....the door Gabe."

Gabriel looked around and found one door in the room, he looks at Voltaire. "Gabe go, I got this, you have to save Nine." Gabriel seemed lost, but he turn to the door and ran to it. He open the door and walks in, right after he does he heard a horrible scream of pain, he knew it was Voltaire. He turn to go help, but the door shut and it was locked. Gabriel growled "Idiot." he looks around, it was am empty hall. It had one cell down at the end of it. Gabriel walk to the cell, when he reached it he could see Nine chained up inside. Gabriel called out "Nine!Nine are you ok?"

Nine slightly moved, trying to find the voice. Gabriel could see the blindfold, he move to the door of the cell. He needed to find a way in,he bashed at the door. He finally got the door open and he ran inside, but right as he was about to reach Nine he was grabbed and slammed against the bars. Grunting he saw it was the darker form 'damn that meant Voltiare failed.' he thought. Though that would be a first, Gabriel may have seen Voltaire at his worse, but he didn't think he would be beaten like this.

The darker form held up Voltaire and gripped his neck tightly, Voltaire whimpered trying to pry the hand off. Gabriel form some claws to slash at the dark form, but his skin seemed really tough. He notice Voltaire stared to crack like a porcelain doll, that was not a good sign. He gets an idea, reached for Voltaires arm, trying to grab it and once he does, he draws a symbol on it. Sending Voltaire into a frenzy, he wasn't sure if it would worked, but he hoped. Voltaire manage to gather up all his strength break free from the grip. He tackles Nines darker form, which allowed Gabriel to be freed.

Gabriel runs to Nine and works to get him unchained "Nine its me Gabriel."
Nine slowly turned his head to the voice "Gabe?"
Gabriel smiled "Yes, I'm here to fix you."
Nine could feel the chains loosen and drop, Gabriel then took the blindfold off.
Nine looked and saw his darker self fighting Voltaire "What happened?"
Gabriel shrugged "I'm in your mind, you started attacking me, so I figure I see what was going on."
Nine closed his eyes and try to focus, he manage to make his darker form disappear. Gabriel sighed out but saw Voltaire crack more, but before he could check on him Voltaire was gone. Nine also saw Voltaire condition and raised a brow. He then look to Gabriel "Ok can you get out of my mind now?"

Gabriel  manage to break the contact and stumbles backwards, Nine catches him. He saw his brother was hurt "Did....did I do this." he frowned. Gabriel wince but gave a faint grin "I'm ok, I'll heal, but you soo owe me."
Nine looked around and seem confused, so Gabriel ask "Whats wrong?"
Nine look to Gabriel "I thought I saw Voltaire with you, but he is not here."
Gabriel frowned, he almost forgot about what he had seen. "Ya, I think he might still be where I left him." Nine reached to help Gabriel to his feet "We should check on him." Gabriel agreed, but adds "Can I please find some food first, I need blood badly." Nine groaned, but nods.

The Ball

  Laughter was caught in the air, smell of sweets and sound of beautiful music filled the air. The room was of a gold color and the lights only seem to make it glow, it was like heaven, with white satin curtains that were adorn with pearls to keep them back. Allowing a beautiful view of the ocean, the four moons were bright and beautiful this clear night.
People gave the room life,all dressed up nice, the ladies in big beautiful gowns that swept across the floor in wonderful colors that captured the eyes. One woman wore a more simple gown, it was white and hung on the sides of her shoulders. It was long and flowing at the waist to the floor, the womans golden blond hair hung around her shoulders in lose big curls. Her eyes were a beautiful sapphire blue color, her skin fair and smooth. He moved across the floor with such grace, twirling slowly with a big grin on her red lips.

Another woman was dancing beside her, she had raven like hair that was curly and worn down. Her gown was black, but had tiny crystals all over them, it made her look as if she fell from the skies. Her skin was also fair and her lips red. Her eyes were a lighter shade of blue and she held the others womans wrist as they twirled and laughed together. Off to the side was their companions, two elegantly dressed males. One just watched them as they danced, the other was surveying the crowd. He spotted a male who looked alot like the one next to him, sept he had red eyes. The male tugged at the others arm "Nine look, that guy could be like your twin."

Nine turned his head and slightly frowned "Ya Voltaire I see that."
Voltaire elbowed him "Come on lets go talk to him. Wouldn't it be funny if you two were actually related?"
Nine didn't say anything at first, just stared at the male. He sighs and mumbles "We are."
Voltaires jaw drops "Wait......your royalty?" Nine groaned "Nine you have a brother? Come on lets meet him."
Nine shrugged away from him, he stepped back "No. I don't want to."
Voltaire looked baffled "What? Seriously, he's your brother Nine, I'd give anything to have a sibling. You have one and your not even gonna try and talk to them?"

Nine rolled his eyes, he shook his head "Can't go see him, I mean seriously it be ridiculous, plus he probably be mad. Probably think I want the throne and I don't.Plus he looks arrogant."
Voltaire punched Nines arm "Your an asshole, if I was you, I would so go and talk to him. He would be your family, thats something."
Nine frown at Voltaire "You have family."

Voltaire looked down "No I don't, I wish I did, I want a family so bad."
Nine placed his arm around Voltaires shoulders "Sure you do, you got me and Sephi, besides I think of you like a brother. You sure are annoying enough to be one." smirking.

Voltaire stared at Nine "Really..... you see me as a brother?"
Nine smiled "Of course and I know Sephi does, so no more talk of not having a family. Plus you and Ophelia seem to be real close, maybe you two will start a family of your own."
Voltaire smiled lightly to Nine and looked back to the two ladies that were dancing on the floor. He did love Ophelia and Nine loved Sephitia, both males felt real happy with their life at the moment.

Voltaire spoke to Nine "Just promise me one day you will seek out your real brother. You never know till you try."
Nine sighed and tells him "Ok Voltaire....."

Trapped

 It was some what dark here, there wasn't much of a smell and the cell seemed some what clean.Nothing could be seen around, it was just an empty room, no windows, just one door. In the cell was a male, he was chained up. He had seals all over his body that glowed and burned him, causing him to be in pain. He had for a while struggled with the bindings but, to no use. His eyes were covered and he barely knew what was going on, not able to see.

His long black hair covered his shoulders and in this darkness, he shouted. He would scream and scream, but nothing, no one answered back, nothing but echo. He didn't remember how he got here, nor why he was here. He tried so hard to remember, but nothing came to him.

No he might not remember, but what happen did happen. He was at an old building, sitting inside of it at a desk. It had collected a lot of dust over the years, slowly someone had come down stairs, they ran towards him out of breath. The male stared at the other with his acid green eyes and a raised brow "What has you in such a hurry?"
The other male did not waste time as he stood up, it was Voltaire "Nine, its horrible, their kidnapping Chimera's."

Nine had heard the rumors that humans were enslaving Chimera's, but he was lost as to why Voltaire cared on the matter. "Ok, I know, I've heard the news. Why did you come tell me?"
Voltaire merely frowns "Nine, they claim me a Chimera, they want to enslave me as well. Nine I don't want to be a slave, I fought to hard to be free.

Nine had never seen fear in Voltaire before and this made him uncomfortable, he reached to grab Voltaires shoulder "Don't worry, they can't catch you. Remember you like invincible, I've seen you get out of worse binds."
Voltaire stared at Nine  "No.....remember in battle when Roland shot me.......and you thought and I thought I was dying, I could literally feel myself die."
Nine nods "Yeah I remember, but man that must have really shook you up to be scared of humans."

Voltaire shook his head " No you don't get it, they have Roland to help them." pulling up his sleeve to show where he was wounded, clean shot threw his arm. "They have my weakness and they made shackles with it too. Nine I don't want to be a slave, please you have to help me."

Nine nods and tries to calm Voltaire down "OK, ok, just calm down now. I promise, they will not get you. I'm not going to let them ok?"
Voltaire shook his head "What if they do, will I be left a slave to them? Will I be like you were with basilisk?"

Nine narrowed his eyes some "NO! Stop talking like that, you won't be left a slave, I promise if you get captured I will break you out. We can stop this, so don't think that you are doomed."

As they talked a male with a few guards came into the room "Well, well I figured you would run to him, he won't save you." the male spoke. One guard had the shackles in his hand and the other had a blade made of the same as the shackles. The male who spoke just pulled out his rifle and aimed it at Voltaire. Who now hid behind Nine, as Nine rose and stood before them.

"Roland stop, what the hell do you think you are doing?" he asked.
Roland just kept his rifle aimed "Nine hand him over, he's a demon and you know it."
Nine growled "What the hell, why are you doing this, helping them. They're enslaving beings, you can't be ok with that?"
Roland shook his head "No they're enslaving Chimera's, Chimera's are man made, they can do with as they please with their creations. Now hand Voltaire over."

Nine grabbed his blade "No."
Roland frowned " COME MAN! Why are you protecting him, after everything he has done.Especially when you got .....almost got killed because of him. He is nothing but a problem for you and I can take him away, so far away where he won't be a problem to anyone."

Nine gritted his teeth to hears this, he looked over his shoulders at Voltaire "Run, run far and fast. Get to my brother and I will meet you there." Voltaire frowns some,he did not want to leave Nine, but for once he was useless. He turned and bolted off, the two guards ran to chase, but were cut down by Nine.

More guards came flooding in and Roland looked down "Man I hate that you did that, you had to just mark yourself an enemy. I hope he was worth it to you, you idiot."
Nine smirked "Voltaire was worth it, he has a right to freedom as everyone else."
Roland let out a sigh and looked to the guard to his right, an elder gentlemen who held himself well.

 "Wish it didn't have to come to this, I'm sorry Nine." Roland looked to him, as Nine held his blade up "Not as sorry as I am."

Before Nine could even strike the elder male spoke out words and Nine dropped his blade. He stood their like a doll, almost as if he had become empty inside. The elder male walked forward to Nine "Come now Nine, you didn't think we let our greatest weapon escape without a back up plan. You all were trained to surrender your free will, at the sound of a few words. Now look at you, trapped with in your own mind and back home where you belong. You should know now, once a baslisk vampire, always a basilisk vampire. There is no escaping it, just like your friend Voltaire, you could have just handed him over and this would not have happen. No you had to be the hero, you had to help him and now you can't help yourself. No one can."
The elder male turned and says "Come Nine, its time to go home."

Roland watched as Nine followed with no word or hesitation, he frowned deeply at the sight "I'm sorry friend, but you made your choice. You chose that demon over others, poor choice." He then heard shouting and ran to follow the noise, glancing back at Nine and sighing.

The Break

 A cold chill through the air, followed with dripping sounds of water leaking through stone walls. It left a musky mold smell in the place, it was a dark place, barely any light got through all the down in the tunnels. Death was an all time high in both smell and count, poor souls either died from tortures or from their wounds received by tortured. No one here cared for these poor creatures, they were brought here to die, to be forgotten, to be a slave. Humans had finally gathered nearly all the Chimera's, since their victory in capturing Voltaire, most Chimeras gave up easily.

Their hope, the one they looked up to, the one they believed would change their fate, was now broken. Sitting in a cell alone, left in solitude, every now and then guards come and pick at the shell of man who once tried to live a full free life. A life full of wonder and joy, trying to show others a beautiful place and trying grasp how everyone else saw the world. Now he cared not for such things, only for a death, a freedom from the cage he was put in. Betrayed by people he trusted and tried befriending, abandon by people he held close to his heart. People he had admired, strive to please and honor.

Looking into this mans eyes, this poor creatures eyes, you saw no hope. Just another being who has given up, who was broken into submission for humans purposes. It had been five months since capture and he was done, not even able to grasp how Nine could stay in such predicament for a hundred and fifty years. Though those thoughts had long left him, he no longer thought of anything anymore, he just sat in wait. Waiting and praying that Thanatos, god of death would come and take him, come and ease his soul. He had once prayed ever night to Thanatos for just that and each night he was ignored. After a while he just lost all will, the guards would be sent in for a means of trying to spark some fire in him, to try and see if he was usable. He just showed that he was nothing anymore, just a shell.

One evening things seem different, but Voltaire didn't notice. He didn't seem to care if there was change, it meant nothing to him now. This evening a new guard was sent to Voltaire, the guard was young and had a spunk about him that just enticed the overseer. The guard had worked very hard to get to Voltaire, he climb and did things just to be right there. The night came and his fellow partner decided it was time to muse themselves. He took the new guard to Voltaires cell, he grabbed a whip that had aether shards on the tip.

 "I think this is his favorite." the guard spoke "Since your new, I'll let you have the first strike. Go ahead, he won't do anything. Honestly its rather pathetic, he just sits or lays there, like he is just a husk." the guard laughed, but the new one did not.The young man took the whip, while the other guard cackled and used it to wrap it around the other guards throat. He would tug and pull until the guard fell unconscious and then he snapped his neck for good measure. He took off his helmet to reveal a lively colored hair of purples, blues and greens. His face full of scars and he moved into the cell. he kneels next to Voltaire and frowns as best he could, giving he had scars from his mouth to his ears, like a morbid smile. "Man they really did a number on you, don't worry, I'm busting you out. No one will find you where I put you. You'll be safe."

Voltaire didn't look to have heard him or even acknowledge he was even there, if he did hear him, he didn't seem to care at all. The male walked to a shadow and spoke "Come on, we don't have all night, they will come looking." Out of the shadows emerged Xadus who did not grin like he always had. No he saw Voltaire and wanted to weep, he knew pain and this was hard to see. To see his friend who had always been the leader, who always showed the way and now, now he just was empty. Xadus knew the look and could only hope someone could snapped him back again. He grabbed Voltaire up and spoke "I know Jester, but what about Nine, what are we going to do about him, you know he will find him."

Jester sighs "Ya I know, but last I heard from V, there was only one other person aside form Kain who was possibly strong enough to fight Nine in his mind, we take Voltaire him and Nine follows. I am hoping the guy can fix Nine, maybe Nine can fix Voltaire."
Xadus gave a nod "I hope so, how are you sure we can trust this one guy."
Jester frowns "We can't, we just have to have faith."
With that the two headed into the shadows, away from the cell of hopelessness and despair, away from the dying dreams and broken creatures.

Chained

  It's dark, so very dark, the feeling of despair has come. Hope has left, with all its light, that left only darkness. Loneliness is all one feels now, knowing that the hope of freedom is now gone. To know that you are alone, that no one would even give you a second thought. The only fear to have left is the fear that you would lose yourself, to lose all that you are and have become. To become mindless and soul-less, to be nothing more then an empty shell. To have no free will, only able to do the will of others. That is the greatest fear one could have left.

Cries could be heard through out this place, it was cold and dark. Sounds of rattling chains echo the place, along with the snap of a whip cracking against a poor souls back. This place was not a place of hope, it was were one was sent to be forgotten and die. Two guards walk through the tunnels of this place, each one holding an arm to a body they dragged. The poor soul they dragged had just endured two hundred and fifty lashes. His back was shredded apart, black like goo spurted out of the wounds, the males head limp with the rest of his body, his white hair dangling in his face. His wrist had shackles on them that underneath them left the skin raw and burned, even his neck was in the same condition do to the collar. His collar and shackles were made special, they had red veins on the blackish metal, the veins were Aether. They tossed the limp body into a cell, the male didn't move, just laying on the cold stone floor.

The two guards just laughed, one spoke "Ha! Not so tough now are you?" the other chimed "How pathetic, to think you were once high up and now you rot here with the rest of your kind." the body just didn't move. "Pff come on, he's broken like the rest now." the other guard walked with him "Hard to believe that guy was the infamous Voltaire."

For a while Voltaire had been trying to protect the others who were enslaved here, fighting guards and taking most of the punishment. He always figured someone would come for them, he thought that through out his life he made some impression on someone. He was more upset that Nine, the one person whom he saw as a friend, even more then that, a brother, just left him to die. After all that he tried to do, after all that he had done for Altainia and only to be forgotten and left for dead.

So he tried to escaped, even had help with the other Chimera's, but he didn't think Roland would be a guard there. Roland was able to stop him and the others, for punishment they slaughtered hundreds of Chimera's in front of Voltaire. Then for punishment for the rest of the Chimera's, they beat and whipped Voltaire, to show that even a creature like him was able to be beaten.  Voltaire just laid in the cells, when he watched so many Chimera's slaughtered, even the ones who did not try to escape were killed. He realized that even if he escaped, he would never ever see his family ever again, that if he manage to escape, this time he really would bring danger home. That thought alone frightened him, never seeing his love ever again, or his two children.He knew this time, it was it, he also thought that they had found him, the beings that made him. He figured there was no fighting it anymore. He was so tired and after trying to rebound from when he thought he lost Nine, he realized Gabriel was right.

He realized that he was and always had been alone, that no one cared they just pretended. The only people who ever were real with him was Ophelia and Sephitia, and one he had lost, the other he could never see ever again, not if he wanted her and his children safe.It didn't matter anymore, this prison was going to kill him, whether it was physical or spirit, he had come to terms that he was going to die now.

Haunting past

    Gabriel was traveling through the woods, he had plan to meet up with Voltaire. Even if Voltaire had taken a down hill turn, after speaking with Gabriel, Voltaire became more of a drunk as of late. He shut everyone out and started hopping taverns, doing little side jobs for money to drink. He hid himself from the world, kept his distance from everyone. Jester tried to talk sense into him, but was unable too. Now Gabriel came to him, remembering Voltaire told him he could come to him for help.

While he moved through the woods, he was being followed by another being. This being was a male, roughly six in a half feet.  He had short well kept black hair, finely dressed. He kept behind the trees observing Gabriel, till finally he spoke up "I need to speak with you, its important." Gabriel turns fast staring at the male.

"Who are you and why do you need to talk to me?" Gabriel responds

"I'm not going to hurt you and my name is unimportant, but what I have to tell you about Zazeract is. He is very dangerous and needs to be stopped."

Gabriel tilt his head "Zazewho? Who is that, I don't know anyone by that name. Why are you telling me this?" he started to get annoyed with this male.

The male would take a deep breath "I believe you know him as Voltaire, but his name is Zazeract. I created him, I know what he is capable of. He is dangerous, he has no understanding of things you and I know. All he knows is to kill, back where we are from, he committed Genocide of a calamity scale. He can do it again, believe me."

Gabriel stared at the male, confused on what he heard, he knew Voltaire was powerful, but genocide? Seem abit off, he never seen Voltaire go on a murder spree before. "You created him? What so your his father? Hold up, what do you mean by this?"

The male nods slowly "Calm down I know its alot to take in, but Zazeract was created as a weapon....well I had so much more in mind for him. He was suppose to be like a son, I'm the last of my kind and Zazeract was suppose to be my legacy. I never planned him to become a weapon, but the beings I used to help me in my research. They.....they had other plans for him, they had created thousands like him. I knew their plan and to stop them I planted a glitch with in Zazeracts mind. The glitch was him to destroy all like him, but something went wrong. The other beings messed with my design, so the glitch in his mind went horribly wrong. Made him into the monster he is today, he kills with no remorse. I know you had a brother and that he and your brother were "close" but he does not understand connections. He can't connect to other beings, just not able too."

Gabriel paced and says "This is all too much, what does this have to do with me?" shaking his head as the male went on and on. "Well did you hear my brother is dead."

The male would look down "Yes I know, which brings me to my point. I want you to kill Zazeract, I need you to fix my mistake. Zazeract is nothing more then a failed project. I can't have my legacy be in blood."

Gabriel tried to take this in, but it was a little overwhelming "Why me? Why can't you or better yet why not go to my father? He's powerful enough to stop Voltaire. What does my brothers death and me have to do with fixing your "legacy"?"

The male  spoke up "Because death follows Zazeract, every city destroyed in your realm, every life that is gone, happen with him there. Your brothers death, he was there, now I don't know if he was the cause or not. I just know that he must be stop before more die."

Gabriel took a deep breath to stave back his anger "Well incase you haven't notice, Voltaire can't die, nothing can kill him."

The male nods and pulls out a black dagger with red veins on it. "This will do it, its made with Aether, an anti matter of life. It can harm and kill Zazeract. Use it to kill him, I beg you. I won't lie I never wanted to kill him, he was made for so much more. However he needs to be put down, so you get one shot, cause Zazeract adapts fast."

Gabriel takes the dagger and looks to the male " Right...fine I'll do your dirty work." though he figure he'd investigate this further, before taking on any action.

The male looked away "Find me when you do." and with that he would walk away.

Gabriel pressed on to find Voltaire, now with more questions to ask.