Aiden
Location: Some cave outside of Crocus

Aiden was currently meditating in the middle of a large pool, the only light coming from candles set way up above. He was seated on an ice pedastal, floating in the still water, the only sound to be heard was that of his own breathing. Suddenly, an icy hand rose from the water, soon followed by an ice replica of Raul. And yet wasn't alone, as soon, he was followed by more ice statues, each bearing a face that Aiden was feeling a deep anger at. All of the masters, his mother, Drake Roganoff, and even Sable. In total there were around 30 replicas, and all of them were converging on the meditating Dragonslayer. A Raul replica snuck up close to him, hand raised about to strike.

It never got the chance.

Aiden moved quick as lightning, spinning around and gripping the replicas face,crushing it in his grasp. Turning to his other oppnents, he surged forward, launching numerous strikes at them. They evaded his attacks, their movements rather fluid for ice mannequins, and struck back with equal ferocity. He traded blows with them for sometime, his movements fluid like water, his attacks like sharp like ice, and his eyes filled with cool anger. Soon, however, he was beginning to get over whelmed, the mannequins beginning to attack in tandem with each other, striking at him when he tried to attack others. Aiden growled, before jumping back to give him some distance from them. As he did, a Raul replica stepped forward, its arrogant face a perfect imitation of the late-pirate captain.

"Why do you run, my delicous dragon slayer, are you,truly such a coward. No wonder you could do nothing to stop me from taking control of Hydrologia. All you could do is stay there and watch, helpless and weak." The replica's voice sounded just like Raul's, and ellicited the same anger and rage Aiden had felt on that day. Aiden clawed his hand over the water.

"Ice make: Naginata." The water underneath Aiden froze over, and from it rose an elaborate weapon made from ice, which he grabbed and twirled around slowly as he gathered magical energy around him, focusing it on the blade. He dipped it into the water, before violently spinning around, forming a storm of water blades around him. "Water Dragon's Whirling Deverish!" He yelled as he launched the blades at the manequinns, cutting them to pieces in short order.

Aiddn gave a sigh of relief, walking to the poolside and took a seat, thinking about all that had happened over the last two weeks. The travel,from Greed Island had been hell, but even worse was when they'd returned to the Guild. The whole quest, all the pain and emotional torment, all for nothing. He had been so angry, he had left the guildhall that very night. He'd found this cave, sealed the entrance in 10ft of ice. He'd spent the last two weeks training his martial arts, his new magic, and his mind. To gain better control of his abilities, he had spent a few hours each day meditating, finally taking the martial arts of Vyper Bolt seriously. So far, no one had found him, and he preferred it that way. He had no one he wanted to speak to right now. He had mourned his uncle, now he was focusing on his abilities. 

Plus. . . he just couldn't face Sable right now. He knew why Sable had done what he did, but he couldn't look at him without feeling a great amount of rage. He thought this isolation would help, but it wasn't, unfortunately.

[i]'Im guess I'll have to go back soon then. I wonder how things have been at the guild.'[/i]