-Cyrus P.O.V.-

Well, whoever it was that tackled me tackled fast, rough, and hard.

"Who are you?" I heard the voice of a man. He had a forced accent, probably to scare me.

Luckily for me, I had been believed to have died here and so I wasn't afraid of this person was a normal citizen.

"I-" I tried to say, but the same person cut me off.

"Never mind that. I don't care who you are," the person held a blade to my throat, "All I care is to who hired you to finish us off. Or even better, why you wear that hood."

Hood? I don't recall... Oh yeah, Cods has always had a knack for illusion magic, part of me wanted to thank him aloud.

I could tell the person was male, so I checked. "You can drop the accent you know... I'm not that dumb."

"S-Shut up!!!" the voice went to a slightly higher pitch.

"What will you do now?" I inquired mockingly.

"Don't use that time with me, young boy!!! Do you even realize the situation your in?"

"I know all to well of people controlling my life..."

The grip on my back loosened a bit. He then sighed.

"You never quite were the one to mock people..."

"I know... Sorry." I felt I knew him. Wait, why was I so trusting?!

"I hate to do this..." I said. I turned around abruptly at slammed a fist right at his stomach, but he blocked it.

"Me too." he spat, and pushed me back a decent distance.

"Never fancied seeing you here..."

"Well, what can I say," I started, "Nothing can keep me away for too long." I bowed jokingly, slyly resting a hand on my hilt.

"Where have you been all this time man!" he shouted, "We all were worried sick, you see... We all assumed tha-"

"That I died? Yeah, it'll take more than a waterfall to kill me." My grip tightened.

"Yeah," he grabbed his sword, "Although, it took less than a sword to kill off my sister!"

"And I-"

"Yeah, we all knew!" he pulled it out, "We all knew that she was dead!!! Yet, for some odd reason, you believed she could be saved!!!"

He knew who I was for sure. "I'm-"

"Oh, you can save your crap for nobody, I can see though your magic!!!"

"Then why the rage huh?" A thunderstorm blared to my left, advancing quickly.

"Because you didn't come back!!! We all waited, patiently, for your return! But, you never came." he had tears streaming down his cheeks.

The rain played over everything, as if trying to wipe the tears and pains away, like using a towel to dry off.

"Do you think that I wanted to stay away? I WANTED to come back home Martin!!!"

"Home? Then why wait TEN WHOLE YEARS to come back home CYRUS!!!"

We both pulled out ours swords completely, and Martin charged at me.