As the two gods of Seasons talked and Reunion of another two Gods was happening. Another God, or rather two Gods were in that city getting up to greet this winter morning. 
Now It's been around 7,000 years since the gods were locked out of heaven but we didn't really mind it that much because for the first time since we could remember we were free to do what we wanted. As we think back to that fateful day we feel anger towards the one who caused it all: brontes. Now although we spent little time up in the heavens [b]I[/b] know that an evil deeds was done by brontes and he must pay for his sins. But that's enough moping for today, moping never gets you anywhere. We get up and [b]I[/b] feel the after effects of whatever Skouro  got up to last night
[b]Skouro what did you do?[/b]
[i] Well Kalith I had some fun....at a bar[/i]
[b]Damn it Skouro!![/b]
[b]I[/b] sigh and realise [b]I[/b] should get up because [b]I[/b] volunteered to help with the winter festival with the stalls for a charity. We pull a poncho over ourself to cover our sword and so we stand out less.
   We head out to the Market Stall we're working at for the Winter Festival. We take our normal route, the one that takes us pass the bank, the bakers and the coffee shop on the street corner. Little did we know that the said Coffee shop was going to be different from every other day. As we were about to walk pass there was shouting. However we paid that no attention- it wasn't too unusual, though we did take a look out of simple curiousity. It was then that I stopped in my tracks. We didn't know who they were but we knew they were gods one of the people in there's presence....Surely our senses decieve us but it has to be him, Brontes. As [b] I[/b] think that name [b]I[/b] feel anger surguing through me and as it increases Skouro takes over in my fit of rage.
 [i]I[/i] take over from Kalith and throw off the poncho revealing our sword. [i]I[/i] draw the sword and charge into the shop shouting [i]"You....![/i] As [i]I[/i] leap into the air about to strike.