1 1-Vengeance will Taste better...

Say boy do you know where your mother is;the half drunk voice shouted threw the Rustic hall decorated with weapons and war shields of all kind. The night thickened with the scent of horse shit and the sounds of goats roaming around in the night. A young blond headed boy came walked up looking down at the flicking fire. No father I have not seen or heard from her since the setting of the sun,Speak up boy i can't hear you, where is your mother!! he shouted as if giving a command. The sound of a broken jug of meed crashed against the wall and the 10 year old shuddered at the thought of it crashing against him.

What are you standing there for boy go find your mother!!! he shouted in a vile tone; ohh and Draka make sure when you find your mother she brings me more meed.. The boy nodded and with a swift turn clenching his fist and hurrying out the hall and darted out the door frame.

Mother!!

Mother!!

The young whelp dashing frantically through the forest screaming his head off. Nooooo!! a shreek came tumbling down violently, Draka's head whipped around trying to find the source Nooooo Let me go!!! it struck again and draka darted outwards to the scream, the dread in this ten year old couldn't fathomed what was happening; the scream he heard the voice was his mother he wouldn't miss it. The grass and the mud clung to his feet he raced to the top of the hill and a gripping shock dropped him to his knee..

The sight of a steel blade drenched in blood severing her head from her body and as it dropped to the floor and the grip of her hair and head in the hands of Byron Dallin, a true vagent among men . He stands battle hunched among others, with a meed gut and a busing frame.You shit stain of a woman!!! The sight almost drove drake mad with grief. "Snap" a twig broke under his arm which dragged him out of his death daze and brought his eye's down upon the rushing of four man coming coming towards him. With no time to think he tried getting up but tripped on his own feet and tumble down the hill, grabbing onto whatever he could reach that could help him in a wild tumble but then he was suddenly stopped, pulling him self together and lift his face out of the dirt he took off running with out looking back.

Father!!

Father!!

Father!!

The wild shouting as he approached his house brought his bastard of a father out. What is it boy!! he came out drinking and spitting on the floor; But he needed no conformation from the look on draka frightened face and the tears running down it took him no time to sober up. The four men where fast approaching with Byron trailing behind; Hurry boy get inside!! the shout sped up draka's feet and he darted in and whipped his head to see his fathers back and the shutting off the door.

A battle erupted between Katon and the force of the four men with no end insight. The screams and the blood filled slashes echoed into the longhouse which woke his sleeping baby sister and her screams shook him from his chilling thoughts to the door and so he darted to her crib and scooped her up. the sounds of battle died down and the door crept open. The foot steps sounded off and Katon stood in the frame as his eye's darted towards the draka. Draka my boy we are Vogsson the Second clan to set foot on the lands of Ice and to conqueror The eastern trails; "Father!! shut up boy and listen" You are my son and you must never forget that, you must always "Acuh" A flash of blood splashed on draka's face and onto his baby sister who was still crying for her mothers milk;

Always protect your blood,your seed and our land "Father!! Run boy and Don't you stop until you reach your uncle and no matter what don't take off this necklace!! you hear me!!... But But Father why what is happening don't make me leave, shut up boy and get going!!... The blade which had severed his wife's head stood in his back Katon showed no flinch as he ushered his son off but the bravado fail to sum degree and he fell to his knees hunched over and the blade sticking out. Byron who had fought katon understood so he stood peering a draka with rage to kill and slaughter but gave katon time to talk to his family as he would like the same in return if fate willed it. Draka stood there peering back clutching his sister for life which his nails broke her babyish skin which left 5 finger marks on her.

The setting sun brought on a deafening darkness and the weals of a crying baby Reana whisking through the foresting hills. I must not die" I must not die" I must not DIE!!!! Draka could not scream the way he want because reana was doing that for him so all he had was to scream in his mind so he put all his energy into finding a path in the dark to follow; Shh Shh the he tried his best to calm her but it would not do she would not give way;he knew they where still on his heels and because of reana they would always find him and so he needed to make a decision and quick. The night had reached it's climax and he manged to evade his pursuer's to the best of his abilities but almost getting caught a few time by the wales of his sister so he took shelter in a thicket and his decision came to him

Reana My sister I will leave you here and i will bring them away so stay quiet until i come back; The child who had screamed her guts out laid there lifeless sleep to the darken world and her worrying brother up above....