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Chapter 1


As an inspiring yound apprentice to his blacksmith father, Servie became a near shadow of his father. Doing everything above average and better than his two younger brothers, he was to become one of the greatest swordsmiths in this old century. Better then all of his peers at everything, including archery, hand-to-hand combat, jousting and even cooking. Known by all in his village to be a true leader at just seventeen years old.

One day he became anxious to get out and ride alone. Rushing through the grass faster than ever before he stumbled onto a new terrain. Desolate this forest was, alone and abandoned. This is just place that he needed to be. To get away and let go responsibility. Starting a small fire he began to settle down for the night. With his steade fast asleep, he pulled some fresh bread rolls from his poutch. Salvaging his earlier kill from lunch he was able to eat some rabbit leg with his hard bread. While chewing, unable to really hear his surroundings a cold, quick feeling raged through his neck. Unable to continue eating, his line of sight sank rapidly towards the floor. Within seconds he was dead.

This black, dark figure appears from the shadows taking prize.

Back at the town, his brother despirately become worried. They haven't seen him for many days and the animals are restless. His father became so angry at Servie he was unable to produce any horseshoes for the town folk. Being the sole source of metal manipulation, he was so overwhelmed that started to train his sons in the fine art within a few days. They were forced to rapidly produce mass amounts of weapons and armor for the war effort.

The two countries have been fighting for many years.
Kids have become Shrangler's army. Lord of the land Tranca, Shrangler is one of the most evil, cunning, dark and sinster people.

He began his work in Servie's little town not but fifteen years ago. Feeding of the land and surviving with his wife and kids. Until one day when his family were slaughtered by the Yandin people. The raped his wife and kids in front of him as his house burned to the floor. They began to rape him and beat him senseless. Killing all animals and farmland he had left. Leaving him stripped and deprived of any means. After the Yandin people left he vowed to become the savior for his land of Tranca. These Tranca people were fasinating. They were strong, but caring kind folk. Much like the Yandin people they were good at many things.

It was said long ago that these two tribes were one.
Once led by two brothers. Living in harmony for many years.

Once they became sexaully active, motive started to grow them apart.

Lusting the same women.

Fighting over the same breast they both long to touch.

Killing each other with their own blades.

Witnessing this the women and men of the village became restless and angry. Sides were taken, and fights between the two sides grew more and more. Splitting into diffent portions of the forest, evolution started to change them. Yandin became more down to earth people, living in the open land. Adapting better to the environment than their rivals. Something in the forest changed the Tranca's. It melded them with the beast that live there. Evil grew in the forest. Vengance became it's sole. Their arms became longer, nails became harder, hearing became louder, teeth became sharper. All of the aspects of a quick stealthy animal. Their brains became slower but their instinct fueled them. Remembering little of what use to drive them, the killing slowly started to peak their interest. Communicating slowly to each other, in some type of strange foreign language they are able to plan and quickly attack their prey. Usually working in packs of three they can ravage any moving thing that appears before them. Shrangler was one of them. The leader of this foul plague of the land Tranca. Forcing them to rape and mame their prey before executing them. Deep within forest were Shrangler started his small cult of rangers, they have many trophies. Heads impailed on thousands of sticks strued about the forest. Deep beneath the surface he keeps his ranger's strong. Sleeping in sacks of slime produced by glands under the armpits. Sweating out their place of rest in small cot like beds. Shrangler was only half of this new breed. Mainly human he was still in control of his mind and body. Mating with a strange being within this very forest he grew his own army. A spider like woman, able to reproduce with every single sexaul encounter. Organs much like the average woman, except she lays eggs and hatches her kin. Constantly making love they produce and army of thousands of this new breed. Fast with many abilities they are able to move across the land at stunning speeds. Able to kill with or without weapons. Eating their victims peice by peice. Taking the heads of every kill. Displaying them as they were watching the forest.

Meanwhile in the Yandin land. Servie's father starts to think he is not coming back. He sends his only two sons to the forest. Breaking sundown they just barely make it into the forest before the darkness overwhelms them. Readying their swords the slowly creep into the night coming across the very spot where Servie died. A carcus of their brother lay mangled and shredded upon the leaves. Right next his corspe is their half eaten horse. Maggots consume the body and the stench fills their lungs. Seeing the head of their brother missing causes them to vomit perfusely all over thier brother's body. After wrapping themselves with cloth, they begin dig a hole for their dearly departed Servie. "Here lie the greatest brother we have ever known." Jifer says.

Being the second oldest, Jifer was the next prominant of his family. Being able to do almost half of his older brother and being constantly watched over.

The baby was Debrin.
Only one year younger than Debrin, he was a shadow of his brother Jifer. Learning together to be as good as Servie.

Their mother was once the most beautiful of the village.
She has been dead for many years. The daughter of the woman who started the war against the two countries.

Not knowing this, the three sons were always under the premonition that their mother was someone else. Not knowing that their brother Servie was from another mother. Secrets keep the boys from being too weak. Their father had done many things in the past, not revealing anything to his sons. Wanting them to have the live he never did. Molding them into something they are not.

As Jifer and Debrin become emotional they begin here a struggle in the distance. A loud screech coming from the woods peaks their interest. They start to tie down the horses and slowly march into the forest, blades ready and torches high. Another loud screech, almost sounding like a cry for help comes from behind the hill the lay their eyes on. Slowly making it to the top, they hear the sound of bone and flesh being devowered. Seeing this strange creature eating it's own. Some sort of struggle over what looks like a womans body that lay beside this creatures enemy. Jifer becomes suspicious and starts mumbling. His brother is scared for his life not knowing exactly what to do. Instead of being heroic they both try to be as quiet as possible, slowly crawling backwards down the hill. Making their way back to the horses, Debrin's horse was missing. Jumping on Jifer's quickly, they dashed away from Servie's newly dug grave not noticing that everything had been knocked over and disturbed. Slipping through the trees they get a cold feeling through the exit of the forest. Heading back to town, they explain their father what they saw deep within the forest. With a huge party the villagers send ten of their strongest men to the forest alone. Within hours only two make it back bloodied and slashed. Unable to explain their terror, one man dies bleeding from his head.

After he wakes up from his small coma, days have past since he has seen his wife. Missing fingers and left with scratches all over his body. He slowly starts to explain what he saw in the forest to Jifer.

"It was a creature that I've never seen before, blood red eyes and sharp blades coming from it's back. I've never been so scared in my life!" crying the man.

Debrin begins to cry thinking about how his brother was slain by this same breed. Feeling though he will never be able to control what has happen.

Over the years, many have perished to these demon like creatures stalking men and women. As time went on, Jifer trained the Debrin for many years. Jifer finnally hits the age of his older brother Servie. To avenge his death and reclaim the land from Shrangler was his goals......

What he didn't know was that Shrangler was kin and he has been looking for his nefews for many years. Searching the land constantly to kill them and take their hearts from their chest. Once the two hearts have been obtained, he can consume them and be the most powerful witch in the land. Practicing the dark art has been his true purpose in life. Sacrificing his own hatchlings and practicing his evil, preparing for the day he meets Jifer and Debrin.

Jifer begins to encounter these beings regularly. Not aware of the exact way to kill them. I large scale attack hits the town with sheer force. Hunting the villagers down quickly, they attack and rip the heads from anybody they come in contact with. As Jifer starts to make his way up the roof of his home, Debrin is left behind fighting off as many enemies as possible. Drawing his bow, Jifer's arrow slices through the neck these evil beings. Dropping one by one, Debrin falls back to assist his brother. While tryin to climb the ladder, Debrin's calf is shredded by sharp nails. Nearly falling, he manages to take down the rest of the heard. As Jifer helps patch up his brother, they see this dark cloud moving about the terrain quickly. Faster and faster they move towards them. Mounting quickly to ride to the next town for help, they manage to get away before the evil consumes the town.

Arriving to the next village, they begin to relay the terrible acts that just occured not to far from where they are. Rounding up all of the women and children they are sent to the woods, seen from the observation tower in the middle of the city. Moving through the wind, the plague slashes through everything it comes across. Morphing into on being, these creatures roam faster as one across the land. Trees, buildings and whatever stands in their way becomes small fragments of what it was. Over ten cows mauled and feasted upon within seconds. This force seems to be the root of all evil. Forming a remarkable beast, near invincible. As the arrows hit the cloud of darkness, it continues to move forward faster. Launching a fireball, it tears through the trees. As it hits, the cloud rapidly decreases turning back into it's former self. As the hatchlings get up stunned, they begin to rally back together to recreate this monster. As they called for help,
magic begins to take shape. Calling upon his skills, his might stronger than most. His force is one to be reckoned with. The brother of Shrangler. Hilvreg grew up training to defeat evil as Shrangler searched to kill. Knowing his brothers weakness, he uses the sun to amplify an enormous ray upon the cloud demolishing it in seconds. Stunned by the feat this man just accomplished Jifer falls to the floor from exhaustion. Recovering as slow as a flower growing in the wild.

Waking slowly from his wounds he vows to vanquish this horrible ruthless gang of mongrels. As Shrangler starts to feed upon the land, he slowly vanquishes his imperfect foes. Slashing through them one by one until the race is no more. Killing them slowly and making them feel weak. By the thousands the land is thinned and bloodshed fills the forest. Packing their stomaches with the organs of their kill, they are able to continue on for days without sleeping. Evolving slowly, this new breed is able to dominate the weak people of the Yandin land.