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I let out a hearty laugh. "Well, I punish myself all the time, like how I punish myself for having ears and tail of a fox." I look at her as she chugs it down. "Now, I need to know, why are you here? Is it because of my work?" I stare at her and wait for her to answer. " I need to know Scarlet."

"Thats not all is it?" I flash my eyes. "You are here for another reason aren't you?" I pull a dagger. "You are here because I killed someone high up in your army." I hold myself back. If I could run, I would.

I jump up and head for the door. "I am only doing what I need to get money. You understand, right?" I call as I head for the alleyways. I run as fast as I can, my rifle near my shoulder as I disappear from view.

I wait for the familiar howl. Shur'ran comes from behind Scarlet and pins her to the ground as I wrestle myself from the shadows. "Scarlet, I would rather not say, but a man named Lock Garshift." I come up to her, Shur'ran's magics transfixing her in place. I wasn't able to keep up with them, but Shur'ran could.

I sagged in my chains, caressing the portion of my mind that was Scarlet, perhaps the one thing keeping me sane, I went over my capture in my mind, I had lost count of how many times I had done this. I walked through my forest outside of town, it never ceased to calm me down, I strolled through a small clearing, shaded enough by the tall thick trees to seem near twilight in the middle of the day. A dagger point pressed against the back of my neck, I stopped dead. "Our mother screamed so sweetly when I killed her." I gaped in horror, body going rigged, a word echoed in my mind. Our. I would have shuddered if I wasn't in such deep shock. I held my hands up and turned around slowly, my mouth dropped open, starring back at me was.... me but feminen, her deep red hair spilled around her face. "Hello brother." My knees gave way, joy rose in me, I never even knew I had a sibling, but one that was alive was too much to ask. As it turned out, it was. My joy was ripped away from me at her next words. "I hear you have caused trouble for my government, well, I won't let you ruin the Swiftblades hold on this world." She flipped the dagger around and slammed it into the side of my skull before I could think. I had awoken in these chains. I panted at the memory, how could it be? Sweat drenched by body, my shirt had been ripped off during the torture, I hadn't given any information, I wouldn't....couldn't. The sound of footsteps echoed through the chamber, "It seems you have woken up my dear brother, you know I have just recently known of you're living, after I killed our parents I was sure you had died soon after. Infact, I wouldn't have known except for the fact you stole my weapon from the family vault." She took pleasure in the pain those memories caused me, she was a monster as surely as the rest of my family. "You....sicken me." I managed to say before she slapped me hard, cutting my cheek on my teeth. "Our family rules this world rightfully! You ,Drako, are the disgrace, you let tenderness enter your heart like our fool father! With his genius he could have taken over the world so long ago, I had to kill him." I snareld at her, she smiled back, sweetly, that smile never reached her eyes. But it was burned into my mind. Then the torture began, howls rent the air.

I felt Scarlet, feeling a pain so similar to mine it must have been. I howled louder, an eternity of torment. Fire. THe world was an inferno of pain and suffering. I faltered in my howls as my voice went hoarse. She soon stopped, I panted, slick with sweat, "Why...dont....I remember you? Wha-...what is your..name?" I asked her quietly, she laughed merrily, "I was an adult when you where born you fool. I am your older sister, Kaie." She named herself combat? She chuckled as if reading my thoughts."Well it is better than calling myself Dragon is it not?" I ground my teeth. How could I escape?

I stirred on the floor, "Kaie...you don't have to do this...you can rule the world fairly...the people will love and respect you...you could make it all better." I had given up any realy hope of her having goodness in her heart, she proved me right by laughing mockingly at me, "Foolish boy mortals will only ever truely kneel to power and discipline. Something I clearly need to teach you!" I flinched under her gaze. There could be no way she shared my parents, tehy where such good people. But her. Her heart was as black as coal.