<span style="font-weight: bold">Introductory</span>thanks go to MalevolentLyset for the idea.<br/><br/>A guy goes up to the cafeteria and asks the chef for a drink. The chef obliges.<br/><span style="color: red">"Mmm, this is good, best I've ever had."</span>He says in delight as he sips his glass,<span style="color: red">"Actually I'm just glad to be alive right now."</span><br/>The chef looks at him curiously.<br/><span style="color: red">"I was up a few towns away, Erigoca. I was visiting a bar there. Now this bar...is full of real low-lives."</span>He says a little loudly.<br/>Those nearby turn there heads in interest to what's going on.<br/><span style="color: red">"So I'm sitting there, and in walks this kid. A kid! Just walks right i like he owns the place. And nobody knew quite what to make of him or quite what to think. There he was, and in he walked. He was dark too...and I don't mean dark skinned. No this was different, it was if he was always walking in a shadow. I mean every step he took towards the light, just when you thought his face was about to be revealed...it wasn't. It was if the light dimmed just for him."</span><br/>One of the kids whispers a joke about what was just said and they all laugh in an uproar.<br/>The guy pretends to ignore them and continues on.<span style="color: red">"So this guy takes a seat at the bar and asks the bartender for a sodapop then sits back down and says nothing.</span><br/><span style="color: blue">"A sodapop? At a bar?"</span>The chef says questionably.<br/><span style="color: red">"Then all of a sudden the twat spoke. Started whispering in the ear of the bartender, and you know he was talking business because whatever he said upset the bartender. Especially when he mentioned some word that I've never heard before, maybe it was a curse word."</span><br/>The rest of the students in the cafeteria are now listening intently to what this guy has to say.<br/><span style="color: red">"Well whatever he said upset the bartender plenty. Oh, and some of those unsavory characters I was telling you about, they got pissed too. Started pulling guns and knives and what have you starting some shit! Now the stranger bolts right out of his chair like you wouldn't believe, he grabs his coat and dives right in the middle of the room! Just dives right in! Now I don't know what he does on that floor, but he's up in two shakes and he pulls something out of his sheath. I don't know what it is, but it's the biggest freakin' blade I've ever seen!"</span>The guy pauses for a moment as if recalling memories of people that were killed after that.<span style="color: red">"And that was just the beginning."</span><br/>At this point the chef is anxious to know more.<span style="color: blue">"You stood there while this whole thing was going down? You didn't run for cover or join in?"</span><br/><span style="color: red">"I was frozen stiff."</span>He replies,<span style="color: red">"All I could do was watch this...thing--tear the place apart! I mean it was amazing! Cut-throat scumbags were coming out of the woodwork and dying much deserved deaths. It was judgment night in that place."</span>He takes another sip of his drink as he tries to recall the events that happened next.<span style="color: red">"So he grabs one of these guys, the only one that's still breathing. He starts getting information outta him. I just knew by the whispering and all. This guy was giving up all the goods. Spilling his guts, confessing the world, he told the stranger everything."</span><br/><span style="color: blue">"Everything?"</span>says the chef, feeling a bit uneasy. Everyone in the room was quiet as they leaned their heads in closer to hear better.<br/><span style="color: red">"Can I get a cleaner glass? This one's dirty."</span>The guy says as he puts his glass down and pushes it towards the chef.<br/><span style="color: blue">"Forget you, man. It's the cleanest one I got."</span>The chef says as he takes the guys glass and washes it some more. After a thorough cleaning hesets the glass down and pours the guy another drink.<br/>The guy takes a large sip from his cleaner glass and resumes.<span style="color: red">"So anyway without warning, without any hint or preview. The stranger whips around and sees...me."</span><br/><span style="color: blue">"You saw his face?"</span>The chef said with surprise.<br/><span style="color: red">"His face? No. His eyes."</span><br/><span style="color: blue">"And he didn't do anything to you?"</span><br/><span style="color: red">"Not really 'cause he turned his attention back to the guy on the floor. The stranger killed him, walked over to the bartender, paid, and left."</span><br/><span style="color: blue">"So the bartender lived? Hehehe, the bartender never gets killed."</span>The chef says as he gives out little chuckles.<br/><span style="color: red">"But as the stranger neared the door....no, man, the bartender got it worst than anybody."</span>The guy says solemly.<br/>The chef pours another glass.<span style="color: blue">"Here. This one's on the house. If you can remember his face."</span>There was a tone f fear in the chef's voice as he uttered those words.<br/><span style="color: red">"Thanks, but no thanks."</span>The guy said,<span style="color: red">"I'm clearing out of here guys, 'cause I think he's headed this way."</span>The guy then finished up his drink and left.<br/><br/><br/>Zenith walked up to the school, the blazing sun setting behind him.