[b]S3 Hate the past, and the past hates you Near midnight[/b] [i]Rafael walked throughout the streets of Dojoville. It is very calm. He'd shop, but he has no money as of current. He had Derix stay home, the kid deserved a rest after all. Suddenly, something caught Rafael's eye. A moving shadow... But that's not possible, right? Rafael shakes his head, it can't be who he thinks. They couldn't have crossed into this dimension. To himself, he asks if it is really possible. His thoughts are answered when a cloaked man jumps from the building above, landing on Rafael, though his reflexes were fast enough to barely bring his blades out to protect himself from the attacker. Soon, they force each other up, locking blades. To the dismay of those around them, quickly spells are thrown around. Lighting strikes, fire scorches, and ice freezes the area. Neither of the two speak a word until the other one catches Rafael off guard and stabs him in the chest[/i] "Ah.. Zach. It's been a long time. Or do you not go by that anymore? No matter.. Youll never be who you used to be." [i]The figure kicks Rafael down, chuckling before disappearing into the night[/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]