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[Spawn]

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Blackthorn’s Castle four years ago:

“This is the end my brother! The end of you!” yelled Spawn’ as he lunged at his brother with his kryss. Spawn quickly moved out of the way to dodge the attack. Both brothers continued to fight on top of the castle as the sounds of swords clinging together echoed. The rain came down heavy as the thunder and lighting came down fiercer. Spawn quickly unsheathed his katana and got into a combat stance. His evil counterpart would do the same with his weapon that killed so many over the years.

Spawn and his evil twin both stood staring at each other with their weapons drawn. The rain splashing down on the both of them as the thunder rumbled loudly followed by a flash of lighting. But both of them did not keep their eyes off the other.

“After I finish you I shall have my fun with your friends!” Spawn’ yelled out as he began to run at his brother preparing to thrust his kryss at him.

“Not if I have anything to say about it” Spawn replied. As his evil twin came charging at him, he rolled out of the way and slashed his katana into the arm of his vile brother that gashed it deeply. Spawn’ screamed out in pain as he dropped his kryss to the ground falling to his knees. “Your days of terror have come to an end… you are going to jail for your crimes” said Spawn as he kicked his evil brother’s kryss off the side of the castle. He then began to walk away from his notorious twin with his back turned to him.

“Your faith in justice shall be your downfall!” Spawn’ yelled out as he reached into his boot grabbing his knife. “Now die as you deserve to!” he yelled now charging at his brother with his knife in hand. Spawn did not move an inch with his back still turned to his vile twin who was quickly running at him ready to stab him. Suddenly, he quickly spun around and thursted his katana into his evil brother’s chest penetrating his armor and skin. The evil twin’s eyes widened as he looked down at the katana that was now inside him then back into his brother’s eyes. “This… is… impossible!” said Spawn’ as he started to back away holding the handle of the katana trying to pull it out. He slowly continued to walk backward towards the edge of the rooftop. Spawn began to walk towards his evil twin who looked to be defeated but he was not going to fall for any tricks.

“You are going to jail brother for all the people you have harmed” Spawn said. His evil brother looked at him and began to laugh hysterically.

“Never! I will fight you to my last breath!” Spawn’ said pointing his knife at his brother still trying to pull the katana out of him slowly walking backward towards the edge. He then became weak and began to fall off the rooftop. “Death… is… only… the beginning! I shall be baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!” Spawn’ yelled out now pluming towards the ground below. After hearing a loud crash below him, Spawn walked towards the edge glancing down. He saw the corpse that was once his evil twin brother laying on top of broken crates which blood dripping from the mouth. Spawn closed his eyes for a moment and began to walk away from the edge realizing that he had vanquished his evil brother once for all.

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City of Sanctus present day:

Spawn sat in his office drumming his finger against his desk reading over a letter he received from a guard in Britain.

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“To Spawn, Lord Chancellor of Sanctus:

Earlier today, a local shopkeeper went into the Britain graveyard to pay respects to his late wife. As he entered, he came to a most gruesome sight. It seems the coffin of your late brother was dug up and broken into. Along with the coffin, two men were found slain next to it. One of the men was a mage who is well known in this area and the other was the mage’s servant. A bladed weapon of some sort that we cannot find at this time killed them both. What is strange Lord Chancellor is that the body of your brother is missing. We are carrying out an investigation with the local Sheriff as we speak. I shall keep you informed of any progress. Good day to you sire.

Winston Blacke
Corporal of the Britannian Guard”

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After reading the letter, Spawn crumpled it throwing it to the ground. He knew that the mage brought his brother back. Standing up from his desk, he glanced at a small painting of his wife Tika. He picked it up and ran his fingers down the drawing of her face.

“Oh my wife if what I think has happened… we are all in danger” Spawn said as he put the picture down back on the desk. He then walked to the window and stared out the city streets with his hands behind him. “I must find him before he decides to go on a rampage but where do I start?” he asked himself pondering.
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[Ceinwyn ab'Arawn]

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The guests had just finished departing the business dinner when Ceinwyn ab'Arawn heard the doorscream. She looked to G'nulffrag.

"We have a guest."

At his agreement, she left the council room to greet whatever guest had arrived. Few came to the Sepulcher, itself, and those that did usually held some form of private business with the matriarch. This would explain her slight surprise at discovering Lord Spawn of Sanctus standing in the great hall.

I wonder what brings him here...

"What brings the Justice of Sanctus to Umbra?" she asked as she stepped closer.

He seemed either confused or disoriented. Especially when she questioned how is wife was doing. Before long, he realized who they thought him to be, and told them he was not Spawn, but his brother. He used a scar on his cheek to verify his identity, and Ceinwyn, still a slight bit skeptical, made a mental note to herself to check Sanctus' Spawn for that very same scar.

As the night grew deeper, she discovered just what had brought him to Umbra. The night life. Umbra was a town with a good after hours club life. Raves and such dotted the main strip all the way from the caves.

Grinning to herself, she snapped out of her reverie and focused on what Spawn was telling her. He made a small request, which was easily fulfilled, and then she bade him good eve.

I wonder if he is attached to that green... Oh the fun we can have with this.. He could pass as Spawn, himself... If only that were what he wanted...