A child walks down a hall.
He's looking for his parents.
He turns in a room, there he sees them. He sees their bodies bloody, a sword through both of them.
He sees the horrible expression of agony and torture.
"Daddy," he yelled, "Mama!"
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A man's eyes snaps open.
It is night, he sits under a tree by a dying fire.
He looks up and breaths slowly.
A knife is thrown at him, he moves Hus head narrowly avoiding.
Another comes and he rolls out of the way.
A heavily clothed man appears.
"So you're the one," he said, "you don't look like much, but you did dodge my attack."
The Other was silent.
"No voice huh," he pulled out a dagger, "good that means no screaming."
He charged at him but he shifted his upper body dodging the blade and gut punching the assassin.
The assassin stifled a cry, the Man shifted again using his fist to knock out the assassin. He falls to the ground unconscious.
The Man stands above him and with great force stomps and delivers the final blow.
He walks away in silent, only stopping to kick dirt on the fire to put it out.
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The Outcast
ActionA man. A target. A fighter. Doesn't matter what you call him. He is an Outcast. Exiled, and no place to call home. Many want him dead. He accepts all challenge but none have taken him down. He journey's for redemption.
