Hope

Anger only began to tell what it was Anto was feeling, his family was destroyed by the people he trusted most. And now, he began his crusade against the Office. As he left though the back of the latrine, his hand clasped to Ky’th, something in him told Anyeth that his battle in this down was not over.

Then he saw it, in the shadows, there was one more agent. Anto knew who it was his figure was one that he had trained with, and now Colin Treele was assigned to the Di’han office, here was where he and Anto would meet before their missions together. He was in on it too.

Anger, fear, and hatred filled his veins. Anto could feel his consciousness being pushed to the back of his brain while the instinct surged to fill the void it was leaving. A primal scream left his mouth as he went after Colin.

Syheadren and Ky’th danced thought the air reaching to strike Treele’s body somewhere, but Colin was fast enough to reflect what Anto was sending him. In Colin’s eyes was fear and disbelief, Anto was his friend why was he attacking him, and where did these blades come from. Anto was an archer and only carried a dagger and bow, or it appeared he did. Colin was the swordsmen and he only carried one light saber, which he was currently trying desperately to use as his defense.

Anto struck Colin’s sword with so much force it, with a blast of green and red flame, shattered knocking him to the floor. Standing over him with a look of a crazed demon Anto help the tip of his Ky’th to Colin’s throat, the swords would have caused enough fear, they had again taken on the flames that were casting out the shadows. As Anto accused the man he was about to condemn to the depths of his hatred, Colin’s eyes filled with even more horror, and he pleaded with Anto to not kill him telling him he had no idea of these plans.

The light, which spared the Captain’s life back in the Office, began shining in Anto Anyeth’s soul yet again. This, his companion was telling the truth, no amount of training could allow Colin’s story to penetrate Anto’s skills. His face was first to relax and he backed off Treele to let him up.

They spoke and began to plan, and with that skirmish that could have ended Colin’s life, instead sparked hope into the soul of an Agent whose idea of hope was back in the rubble of his home. As they planned they made their way out of the city and on to the where they would camp for the night.