1 Hells Gypsy

* lights flickering as the sunset reach's its final drop of light*

The fog in the city is always covering something today it would be the quick steps of a young boy named Ysand. In this war-torn city of Axel, the gangs have become militias for the corporations in a never-ending test of munitions. At the age of 9 Ysand had killed a man because of this. Years went by at the age of 14 he found himself being a daredevil pushing the limits of what could be done. Always gambling his life and his pay just for the thrill or that's what he wanted most to think. He could only let in the darkness of his world by betting it all on black and going broke to keep himself from falling apart. On the one hand, there was the guerrilla group known as "Nocturne" that ruled the upper part of the western hemisphere sponsored by the corporate titan "Deity". While the the Eastern countries of this world are ruled by "High Guard" sponsored by the elite corporation "Clockhouse". Ysand has been a part of "Clockhouse" since birth but being of lower status was sent to "High Guard" where he would sharpen every skill he could. On the last day of fall with the winter winds came a rain of artillery never seen before. Nocturne was on the offensive just before dawn no one was prepared. The assault demolished most of the front of the base camp in an instant. Panic ensues inside the camp, Ysand runs telling his comrades to do the same but they all want to fight.

*BOOM* *More artillery drops just short of the group*

The winds from the blast are strong across Ysand's face as he tries to run faster. After a life of nothing but violence just for a second, he laughs knowing that this moment would come. He thinks that he would bet the devil all the greed in the world that he could do better than this bullshit. A white flash hits taking off one of his legs and there is a moment more of vision for him and then a cluster of bombs comes swiftly and Ysand was blown into dust. There was darkness for a while but then there was awareness of a stifling warmth.