It was a dark stormy night and the wind was blowing. I and some friends were sitting there. The one thing me and my friends had in common was that none of us belonged in society. We were all freaks of nature. One was a tall white slender man-like a guy his name was Zeg the enderdancer he was a great warrior thousands of years old. The next one's name was Lance. He was a great magician who had a crystal of power. My good friend's name was Ceris. She was nice but if she was mad she would destroy anyone she saw. The last one's name was Saw. He was a demon who was very powerful but did not know how to control his powers. I was an entity of life I was not supposed to exist. I called myself a virus because I kill everything I love. I was surprised my friends were still alive. But they are very strong one day we could not handle the ruler Dreadlord. His name brought chills down my spine. My first thought was we are gonna die. I knew trying to fight him was a suicide mission but we were doing it anyway. We were packing up our gear. I remember a lot of thoughts going through my head, mainly " I had a good life. I knew nothing bad would happen to us because Zeg was the strangest thing I've ever
seen. On the first night, we were ambushed by an assassin and Zeg drew his sword and stabbed him through the chest.
