[b]NOTE: Please excuse any errors, mistakes and overall failures on this not so good story, as it was created 100% on an annoying keyboard on an annoying phone. Thank you.[/b]

[u]The Captain... The Accused.. The Boy...[/u]

It was a hot, humid day in the city of Botwell, in the empire of Whiteblood. Well, it always is in Vindict. The people were crowding waiting for the execution to take place. A man in shining metal armour stood near the gallows, His name was Captain Aventïr, more men in armour, guards, stood with him. In the centre, a man stood, his head through the hoop of rope, tightened around his neck. This man's name was Perimus Lernat. He was accused of murder and theft.

"This man..." Started Captain Aventïr "Stands accused, of murder, and theft!.. Murder of our beloved empress!", The crowd roared while one scared soul, a boy, no older than eighteen yelled "No! He wouldn't do that, He wouldn't! It's a lie!" the boys cries were no use, Not many heard over the roars, and the few that did shook their heads and ignored him. This boys name was Torak Lernat, he was the younger brother of Perimus.

"He has been sentenced to death... By hanging..." Captain Aventïr continued. The crowd roared again. Torak shook his head. Perimus lifted his head slowly, he sighted his younger brother, he shook his head as if to confirm his brother's belief that he didn't do it, A tear dripped down both brothers eyes... Aventïr raised his hand for silence, the crowd silenced. "Perimus, Lenrat..." Started Captain Aventïr "... Any last words before we send you into the darkness... Into the abyss we call the void!". The crowd roared again, yelling insults. Again they silenced. "Yes..." Perimus started he again lifted his head "It's 'Lernat', you bloody fool, not 'Lenrat'".

 "Cocky bastard!" shouted Aventïr as he punched Perimus in the face. Aventïr lifted Perimus' head, and said "I assume there's more?". "Yeah, there is..." replied Perimus as he spat blood in Aventïr's face, Aventïr then wiped the blood of his face, "The truth... Will be told... And when it is... That will be you, and your uncle's downfall... There will be vengeance... And truth... And balance..." finished Perimus. Aventïr slowly rose, turned around and said "Drop him!". The crowd roared. "No!" Yelled Torak, but it was to late... Snap, crack, thud...

***

Hours had passed, Torak was still in the town square, Staring at Perimus' soulless body in shock and terror. Until suddenly, a man approached him. The man appeared to be a rich old man until when Torak turned his head to look at him properly, the man disintegrated and an old wise man wearing some charred unknown bone armour appeared. The man was wearing a hood and a mask which then slowly disintegrated to reveal is full face.
"What is this black magic?! Begone Warlock!" Yelled Torak.
"Not black magic... Only the truth" replied the man.
"Malak?!".
"Yes. It is I".
"I'm sorry my lord... But why? Why are you here?".
"I'm here for vengeance... For truth... And for balance... Follow me".

***

They had entered a secluded warehouse. "You must kill Captain Aventïr and his uncle" started Malak "In doing that, you will avenge Perimus. Then you must find Aventïr's journal, read this, expose him to the world, and all will know the truth. Finally, you must achieve balance".
"How am I to do this?" Asked Torak.
Malak reached out towards Torak, beams of magic entered Torak from Malak's hand.
"You can now turn invisible for a limited amount of time, and teleport short distances".
"How am I to achieve balance?"
"That's for you to find out".
"Finally, did he... Did Perimus steal from her?"
"Yes. He stole the amulet of the lightning fire. I'm sure you know what happens to all who wear this".
"They are crowned emperor... Did he kill her? Did he kill the empress?.."
"That's for you to find out" replied Malak as he slowly disintegrated.
"No, wait! I need an answer!" shouted Torak.

***

It had been a week since Perimus' execution. Over the course of that week Torak had learned that Aventïr and his uncle, well, the emperor now, were holding a party this night. The party was to take place at the emperor's palace and all guests were to sleep in chambers just for them. This was the perfect opportunity for Torak to first steal Aventïr's journal from the Captain's chamber in the barracks, and then make his way to the palace find Aventïr and the emperor and kill them both. After he has done this deed he will expose the truth and restore balance.

Torak was wearing a cloak, a hood, and a face mask. He was standing on a rooftop opposite the barracks. Torak observed guards and their patrols. He then teleported behind a cart below and overheard two guards conversation, "So, the Captain is at a party at the emperor's palace" one of them said.
"Yes. But it doesn't make sense. Out of all the people to find the stolen amulet, it was the Captains uncle from the grand council. Surely, it should have been the empress's heir".
"Aye. But the heir has disappeared. If you ask me, something fishy is going on."
"Yes. Agreed." finished the last as he returned to his duties. Torak managed to reach the barracks through a series of teleportations. Torak entered the barracks and had to turn invisible to sneak past a few guards to enter the Captains chamber. Torak searched through all the draws until he found one that was locked. He pulled out a pair of lockpicks that he was given and taught to use by a thief a few days ago. The damn thief charged him such a high price that it felt like a steal. He picked the lock open after nearly breaking the pick several times. He picked the journal up and opened. The following lines are extracts from the journal: Extract 1: "I have found a mercenary called Perimus Lenrat, or was it Lerbat or lernat? Nevermind. Anyway, he has offered to steal the amulet of the fire. I am going to take this chance so I can get my uncle in the grand council onto the throne. Just wait till this man finds the surprise I have set up for him. I'm going to kill the empress and frame him. I will take the amulet and tell him to help himself to whatever else he fancies. While he is stealing the amulet I will tell the guards I heard strange noises coming from the empress's chambers. There they will find the empress's body outside of the door, and Perimus inside." Extract 2: It's done. They caught him! They think its all him! He will be hanged in a few days. Now all that is left in my plan is to remove the empress's heir from the scene and for my uncle to "find" the stolen amulet. So he can be placed on the throne." Extract 3: "Perimus has been hanged and my uncle is on the throne he and I have all the power we need now. I sold the empress's heir to some slavers heading to the city of Dunfire on the other side of Vindict. There's no chance we'll be seeing them anytime soon."
"Bastard" Torak whispered.

***

Torak had made his way to the palace and managed to teleport through a window. The window led into a kitchen where he was lucky enough to hear the chef ordering the servants. "You there!" started the chef "Take this dish to the emperor at the top of the central tower! And you! Take this is dish to Captain Aventïr! You know where that is right?"
"Yes sir" the two servants replied. This was good, Torak now knew where the emperor was and all he had to do was follow the other servant to find Aventïr. Torak followed the other servant teleporting to and from the chandeliers until reaching the staircase where he decided to follow the servant by using invisibility. When he reached the top of the staircase he waited for the servant to open the door, as the servant did this he teleported into the room through the gap and then turned invisible again when in the room. The servant gave Aventïr the dish and left. As Aventïr turned around, Torak turned visible and stood in front of him. Aventïr dropped the dish, "Who are you? What do you want?" Aventïr asked.
"I know the truth..." replied Torak, showing Aventïr the journal, "Vengeance has came for you." Torak attacked Aventïr, but Aventïr countered it and threw Torak to the ground. Torak jumped up kicking Aventïr in the face as he did, he grabbed a coat hanger and used it as a club to knock Aventïr out. It worked. Torak then pulled out some rope, opened a window, tied it onto a piece of metal on the wall outside then dragged Aventïr towards it, tied it around his neck and then threw him out of the window...
"Scum!.." Torak said...

***

Torak was outside the chambers of the emperor. He picked the door, readied his blade and sneaked into the room the emperor was drunk and sleeping on his bed, surrounded by drunk sleeping women, Whores? Guests? Whatever they were, it doesn't matter. He can't kill them, he [b]won't[/b] kill them. But, maybe he could lure the emperor away from this location, he was drunk after all. Torak approached the emperor and shook him acting carefully trying not to wake the women. "Your majesty. An assassin is here! Quick follow me" Torak lied, well, he didn't really lie, there was an assassin here, he just didn't say who the assassin was.
"Eh? Assassin?.. Ok lets go!" the emperor replied. They reached the rooftop of the tower, when the emperor turned around and asked "Wait... Who are you?"
"I'm vengeance... I'm truth... I'm the assassin..." replied Torak as he stabbed the emperor in the chest three times, slit his throat, and pushed him off the roof. "The deed is done. Only a few things left to do" whispered Torak.

***

Torak had gave the journal to the city guards. Well, by 'gave' I mean shoved on one of the desks and abandoned. He could have probably saved himself the hassle of killing the emperor and Aventïr by doing this, but he wanted to take care of business personally. The whole empire now knew of the new, well former, emperor and Captain Aventïr's treachery and the military were sending men to the city of Dunfire, which belongs to the rival empire of Flameheart, to retrieve the heir. By force if need be. Torak had only one thing left to do. Restore balance. Torak had killed two men, two related men, bonded by blood. Torak had only lost one relative to these treacherous men. So, to restore balance he had to either kill another of his own relatives... or himself... He couldn't live with killing one of his own, so he chose to sacrifice himself. He had hanged himself on top of a shrine to Malak, the only thing he left to explain why he killed himself was a note written in his own blood. The note read: "I did it for vengeance... I did it for truth... I did it for balance... I did it for myself... I did it for Perimus... I did it for Malak..."

Malak had seen that Torak was worthy of a position as one of his servants, so he made him an immortal wrath (also referred to as voice) of Malak. He also felt sorry for Torak, and decided to make Perimus another immortal wrath of Malak. Torak and Perimus now live in honour and glory serving as Servants, as soldiers, of Malak...