John
John woke up on a cold metel table his hands tied to the table. Not that he had the strenth to move them "hello John " a misty voice said. A Hooded man looked down at him in one hand he held a golden globe. "are you ready to join me John" John thought for a few seconds "yes, master, just make the pain stop".
"of cource" he said before putting the globe in Johns hand a mark was made on his hand like Liz except it had anthore line through it, the second the mark was made the pain was gone and John felt stronger than ever "what's the third line for"
"Oh you see you can not restore a life without first taking one" he geastured to his left John looked to see the mangled body of his farther. John however felt no emotion "what is thy bidding"
"no no first you have to feed"
John put his hand on the slaves body and watched as the person grew older and older before crumpiling as a secleton."now you are ready, go and kill Melepone, without a leader they are nothing"
"I will try master" John said before leaving baggy robes flapping theatricly, the robe were made of thin silk and he wore no shows.
John looked over at the group. He felt no pain he felt no emotin unless he wanted too this was gonna be a good fight.
