The night shadows of rage, close in on his kneeling figure. He looks up with a mencing snarl on his lips! His eyes white hot with his thrist for blood, thirsty for vengece. The evil destroyed everything, took his brother and now he pays for it!

          He slowly stands his fists clenched tightly at his side. He throws his head back and roars his hatred, fury and bloodlust at the sky. The sky opens her fury, lighting strikes and it goes through his beautilful body. He feels the power of nature and has survived it!

          The lighting made him stronger and his hate has made him deadlier. He opens his eyes and they are alive with the electiry of his hate and rage. Now hise enemies will tremble at his presence. The evil one will die, a slow death of a coward. Now, it's time to make this slime pay!

Julie Kitchell