[center][b]Aldon Athan [/b][/center]
[center][b]Somewhere in Telduria[/b][/center]

Aldon Athan stood in a field gazing at his opponents standing across him on the opposite side of the field.  Aldon looked at each of them sizing them up trying to find weaknesses in them.  Oddly there was 4 hunters standing ready for the fight as opposed to the usal three.  Looking at them closely it was easy to determine what their roles were in the team.  The man with a great sword was clearly the leader and would most likely challenge him head on.  The hammer wielding one would try to catch Aldon off guard while in combat with their leader.  And final while he was busy with the first two the one in robes would surely be charging some powerful magic.  But then his eyes fell on the last and youngest of the group.  A wicked smile crept across Aldon’s face.  

[color=ed1c24]“You're new at this aren’t you?”[/color]  Seeing the poor boys reaction all but confirmed it.  [color=ed1c24]“Let me guess you’ve barely completed your training at one of the churches.  If your wondering how I know it’s easy.”[/color]  His expression grew darker as he let a small amount of his vampiric aura flare.  [color=ed1c24]“Your shaking.  Not enough for your friends here to notice but I can.  I can feel the fear coming off of you.”[/color] 

As soon as he had finished the two older men charged him timing their attacks remarkable well.  Unfortunately for them however Aldons vampiric speed allowed to easily dodge even as he was holding back.  Looking up he could see the hammer coming down at him and he simply raised his hands to catch it.  As soon as his hands touched it however he felt a burning sensation and he pulled his hands away allowing the hammer to strike him in the chest hurling him a few feet away from where he was standing.  Looking at his hands and feeling the pain in his chest he became angry.  [color=ed1c24]“So the hammers consecrated.  Good to know.”[/color]

Pulling his sword from its resting place on his back he charged back into battle clashing with the hunters.  Locking strikes with the leader Aldon simply held the position waiting for the right moment to strike.  He found it when the hammer weirder ran behind him the hopes of strike in him in the back only to see Aldon disappear at the last second.  Shocked by hitting his leader he turned around only to see Aldon shoving his sword straight threw the his chest.  Cleaning the blade off a bit Aldon settles his gaze on the leader beckoning him to charge. [color=ed1c24] “Surly now you see you challenged the wrong opponent.  You wish you could run but you know you can’t because if you do I will catch you without breaking a sweat.”[/color]  

Barely finishing his statement the leader charged once again.  The sound of swords clashing together was all that could be heard as each tried to subdue the other.  Once again their swords locked as they both leaned into their strikes.  Kicking the hunter in the stomach and smacking him to the side Aldon walked over to the prone hunter.  Just as he was about to deliver the striking blow he felt something.  His head snapped to the side as his eyes grew wide.  He was sure what it was.  He hadn’t felt that power in a long time.  He had been so distracted by the power he was feeling he had even notice the man had grabbed him holding him place.  He was broken out of his trance by hearing the man shout “NOW” and feeling a sting of lightning striking him.  

After the attack there was an ereri quiet across the field.  Aldon laid face down in the grass unmoving.  Trying to steady himself the leader of the group looked down upon the what he believed to be a dead vampire.  He smirked at the sight of Aldon barely moving.  “So you still have some fight in you?  Well I can fix that.”  He said ready to stab his sword straight threw Aldons chest.  The sword however never found its mark.  The leader didn’t have to think long before he heard the voice of Aldon right behind him.  [color=ed1c24]“You think something like that could kill me, Aldon Athan, The Blood King!”[/color]  As soon as he had finished his statement he wrapped his arms around the neck of the now frightened man and twisted snapping his head clean around.  As the mans lifeless body dropped to the ground Aldons gaze settled on the young one.  In a display of blinding speed Aldon appeared right behind him snapping his neck just as he had done to the leader.  Settling his gaze on the wizard he could see that it was in fact a woman under the cloak.  Looking at her he could tell she seemed exhausted from the last spell she had used against him.  With a smirk he began to slowly walk towards her with his sword drawn.  To her defense she did her best to put up a fight hurling spell after spell at him only to see them be absorbed by his blade.  [color=ed1c24]“I will give you credit, most by this point would have given up.  But you for some reason insist on fighting.”[/color]  he said as she slumped down to her knees from exhaustion.  Standing over her he had to say he was impressed by her will to fight.  [color=ed1c24]“I'll tell you what.  If you promise to leave here and forget what I look like and never tell a sole I'll let you live.  But if you think for a second you can trick me I'll kill you and everyone you have ever met from a lover to a beggar you merely glanced at, is that understood?”[/color] after nodding slightly she passed out from over use of magic and fear.  

Sheathing his sword back in its holder he looked off in the direction where he had felt that power coming from.  With a wide smile he began off in that direction.  “[color=ed1c24]It's been a long time…. Zakhul[/color]”