The Second Walk...

*A dark figure appears within the Cathedral facing the alter wearing a pure black cloak. His face is hidden underneath the hood as he spoke in a deathly calm voice, simply speaking aloud.*

Despicable. Such a rotten site. Oh why must there be places such as this.

*Laughing a bit, the figure raised his right hand aimed at the alter.*

This must go...

*He then fired a small ball of flames at the alter setting it on fire. He then let his hand move back to his side as he watched the fire begin to spread.*

A small glow of blue eminated from the alter, gradually growing bigger. Eventually it grew to fill the entirety of the Sanctuary, dousing all flame in its path. From the entrance to the Cathedral, Lucius walked in, his hands glowing the same blue color. He face the hooded figure, eyes red yet cold.

"Explain yourself, this instant.."

*The figure still remained faced towards the alter, the same deathly calm voice spoken in his words. He let out another small laugh as Lucius spoke.*

Explain myself...? Why I simply was getting rid of this dreadful place.

Unfazed by the man's mannerisms or attitude, he kept looking into that dark hood. His hand now drifted over the hilt of Umbra..

"I can see that. It'd be best if you began to explain whah right you think you have doing such things."

*Still facing away of Lucius, the figure put his hands behind his back. A smile could be seen from his hood now, but only the smile. Suddenly a massive burst of energy burst outwards in a black aura knocking Lucius against a wall.*

Now now, don't want to do anything hasty now do we?

*He turned to face Lucius showing his smile and keeping his hands behind his back, The figure had noticed the Demonic aura he was giving off. He laughed a bit again before he spoke.*

You're an interesting one. Not like the others who roam here. There's something... familiar about you...

Weakened and partially stunned by the wall impact, Lucius instantly knew that this was no ordinary rogue. And the energy he felt coming from the man during the impact felt all too similar.. Yet he held his ground.

"Hasty my ass..." He raised two fingers towards the man, firing a small beam of pure red energy; his signature Crimson Bolt. Made of purely Negative energy that he had mastered so long ago, this would either take care of the feel right away, or prove something else entirely..

*The man simply waved his hand dispelling the red beam completely. His smile still glaring, he placed his hands at his sides and looked at Lucius on the ground.*

I see now... This is rather intriguing. One such of your talents to live with such a disgusting kind.

*He turned to look at the alter once more, a rather strong dark aura dimly seen around his body. The stone beneath began to grow black as he stood.*

Tell me... what do they call you...?

He only stared, his stern face now retracting to one of slight fear, even.. It was eerie; only others with his nature of chakra should have been able to dispell such an attack so easily.

"Lucius Blackthorn.. Anbu of the Kingdom of Chaos. Yourself then..?"

I have many names... but everyone will know my true name soon enough...

*He looked at Lucius glare still with his smile from the darkness. He walked slowly towards him then stopped only a mere few feet away. The ground beneath Lucius began to turn black as well, as the pressure of the man's aura began to rise as he neared him.*

Lucius... Why do you chose... To live among men?

This confirmed it. The hooded man had to know...

"Because in the end I am a man, in flesh at the very least.. The bloodline may not be the same, but our very morals remain similar."

*Amused, the man let out a rather loud laugh as it was also sensed in his voice.*

Is that so? Do believe I am a man simply by my appearance?

"Of course not.. No man would set fire to a place as sacred as a Cathedral."

You're a rather intelligent one aren't you...?

*The man turned away from Lucius and once again made his way towards the alter in a slow stride.*

With such a bright mind... Why do you seem.. Confused...?

He was indeed confused. Throughout his childhood his life was plagued by the quarrels of men and their politics and mindgames... However, he had one solid connection still..

"Tell me, if you know of the name Zeik Hellgate... What was he?"

Needless to say I know nothing of that name... Why do you ask me..?

"Nevermind.." Another mystery yet to be solved.. this one seemed to have similar properties to the Hellgate bloodline. However, he was still unsure. He finally walked forward and looked at him with orange-yellow eyes.

"Humans have always been something of a refuge for me.. I'm not quite sure of it myself, but I feel at peace here."

At peace...

*The man stayed with his back facing Lucius, but still felt the gaze of the confused soul standing behind him.*

Foolish... And yet I'm still disgusted... In need of some enlightenment.

*He turned to look at the gaze form the darkness in his hood. His smile still revealed was still as apparant as before. A unnatural energy could be felt throught he cathderal now.*

Why do you stand before me... What is your purpose here?

To protect the Chaos... Those were the words he wanted to utter, but he found himself strangely at a loss for anything other than a cold stare back. He closed his eyes and felt his own aura; it was shifting now, but it felt more.... natural.

His eyes opened once more, not more of a fierce stare. The irises were pitch black, but the outside was a mix of Hellish orange and red. His voice came out in a deeper, more sinister tone. "Forgive me, it seems I've forgotten myself. Now then, explain to me your intentions..."

My intentions?

*His smile faded a bit, as his voice went back to its deathly calm tone.*

I've simply come to take back what is mine... And to destroy those who took it away...

"That's pretty cryptic.. care to tell me a bit more?"

Seeing you to be so eager... Why not join me on this pilgramage...?

*His smile had returned now, the aura around him still as strong. His hands had not moved from behind him once.*

"That is.. something I must consider. However, I shall inform you of a decision in time." He paced about the room now, skin growing slightly more dark-reddish. "In the meantime.. do what you will." With that, he disappeared, yet in a flash of red light instead of blue.

*The front door of the cathdral suddenly burst open and Shiro apeared on the scene. He watched the red glow diminish as he then put his gaze on the man standing by the alter.*

Well now. Looks like I've missed the party.

*The figure turned to face the newcomer and his smiled disappeared completely.*

Something's... familiar about you.

*He stood idle for a bit until a smile returned to his face again.*

I know now. It's been a while old friend.

Old friend? Uhmmmm... I think you mistake me for someone else???

*Suddenly a white glow shined above Shiro, and moving to the front, Tyrael had now appeared in the scene with a blade drawn in his hand. His voice was serious but still a tone of playfullness as well.*

Now this is unexpected.