• We all ran. From something no one could describe. It dripped red fluid. Naked and ugly.

    Three months before Cael Crimson and his lover Tatyana lay under the shadow of the old oak tree. He knew that they had precious little time with each other. His brother Derai had called in his best soldiers from around Hyrax. It just so happened Cael was one of them. But ofcourse he was. He was one of the 4 legendary Crimson brothers. Derai, The great leader. Zerthex, The wandering soul. Zanzebar, The Psychotic killer. And Cael, The one that fights for love.

    As time strolled bye and the shadow of the tree slowly blended in with the darkness around them. They said nothing. Only shared one last, daring, kiss............ When you know you are going to war, and know that you may die. It scares you to think of 'one last kiss'. He stood up and walked.

    And now as Cael and his squad waited to hear word from Derai they each pondered the thought of there 'last kiss'.

    "Crimson", Shouted one man.
    "I'm sorry to tell you sir but we have news of your brother"
    "I know what your going to say, and i realise you are scared for the lives of your men. You want to run." He said as though he had ripped the idea out of the squadies head. The squaddie was called Jack. And no one knew of the importance of his role.
    "Cael, We have been friends for a long time. You know more than anyone i don't want to run. I would like to but.........." Gun fires. Shouting from surprised and bitter soldiers as bullets bit there bodies and one by one they fell.
    "Jack, We have to return to the heavy battalion" One man eagerly shouted.
    "No" Shouted Cael, "We must stand and fight".
    The bullets charged eagerly at the small squad of slowly disbanding soldiers. Only one man stood and fought. The only one in the squad that would willingly risk everything for Hyrax. He was a true patriot. A soldier of fortune. A crimson brother.