1 DEATH HAS NO FEAR

"No... No... I can't leave you here", a females voice shouted panic stricken.

"Siara... You have to go, you have to keep youself and the baby's life safe.... ", said a more gentler voice. "Now you and the child must go I can feel the dark souls army getting closer".

"No if I must leave then you'll be coming with me".

"Don't be so stubborn Siara. The dark souls army is not a joke and am the one they are after". Said the male voice in an indifferent tone. "There's not much time left. Take the flying chariot and leave the dark empire forever, never come back. I'll hold the army for as long as I can". The man said as he drew a heavy sian sword from his back.

"Quick... Go, the army will be here in a few minutes".

"I will avenge you. I promise to", cried Siara as she took up the reigns.

"No don't avenge me. My son will. If you want to help avenge me, raise my son to be strong, support him and give him all the attention I couldn't give him".

"But...."

"No buts..... This is my last wish. Now hurry and leave this place. The dark souls army are almost here", the man said as the sounds of hooves echoed and staired of dirt and dust from the ground.

Realizing the situation, Siara hopelessly gave the man a nod, then staired the flying chariot into motion transforming into a speck of light moving out of the empire.

Seeing that his wife and child had gone far enough, he turned round to face the incoming army.

The sounds of heroic shouts rented the still quiet air. A legion of men on war horses could be seen charging into the barren planes like wild bests charging at their prey. A man wearing loose robes stood at the top of a small sized hill silently watching as the army drew near, he was able to get the rough number of the approaching army. He's guess was that they were a 15,000 man legion. After watching the army for some time he suddenly vanished from the top of the hill reappearing at the foot of the hill.

When the legion approached the hill the man was at, they came to an abrupt halt.

"So Warren you've finally stopped running. You've made us run for so long that our backs are sore from riding. What are you going to give us as compensation for the long chase?" Said a man with a black insignia clearly depicting him as the commander of the army.

"Just go back to your king and tell him his wasting his time on me"said Warren with a cold voice.

"Warren! I don't have time for your useless battering. You have one more chance to hand over the blade or..... " the commander replied with a sneer on his face.

"And what if I don't? "

"Are you going against the emperors words? Or do want to die? "Replied the commander, his face as cold as steel.

"Have I ever listened to that old full in your useless Life? I urge you to leave unless you want to be among my slain list". Warren said, his face turning as cold as stone, his gaze seeming to pierce the hearts of the legions before him. As the commander and Warren stared off each other the air around seemed to turn stiff making the others find it difficult to breathe.

"Since You want to die I'll help send you on your way. Dark souls on my command slay this filthy beast and bring over the emperors treasure", at the commanders voice the army snapped out of their daze and charged at warren with their weapons raised high over their heads.

"Since its a fight you, its a fight you'll get". Finished speaking, warren charged into the ranks of the enemy like a fierce gale

.....

As the flying chariot flew out of the protective wall of the dark empire, a heavily built man In black robes wielding a staff stepped out of a spital tunnel on a flaming falcon. The black robed man flew to meet up with Siara. "Siara I came as soon as I received your letter. I hope am not too late?" Hearing this Siara hopelessly looked up at the man with tears streaming down her face. Seeing this scene play in front of him, he new that he had come too late.

"Clyde, there's no need to regret coming late. Even if you had come you would still have not been able to do anything at all".

"What do you mean?" Clyde looked at Siara with a dumbfounded look. "We where attacked by the dark souls army", she said helplessly.

"What?! If you were being attacked by the army.... That means...."

"He was forced to buy time for me by sacrificing his self". Upon hearing this, Clyde's face turned into a face filled with madness.

"Warren! WARREN!! I will avenge you I promise you.... ", Clyde said as he dropped to his knees with tears in his heart realizing that there was no hope of saving his brother. "Brother Clyde please let's go. The empire is after our trail". Hearing her words, Clyde stood up dejectedly and climbed atop his flaming falcon, then took off into the air. As the duo were about to leave they turned back to take a look at the empire one last time before stepping into a spatial conduit leaving the dark empire.