(Pre-Show) The Library

[Retane]

Retane took his time as he stood there, with a holographic keyboard floating next to him. He had finally found a place chalk full of memories. It was weird to be standing there looking at his own face, his own eyes almost looking back at him. That menacing cruel stare, almost daring himself to move. The namekian had actually caught himself staring back at the hologram, with a similarly stern visage more then once. The technology was actually amazing here. It was so lifelike.

The Emerald Fiend had left the others behind. Arith had actually vanished when no one was looking and Enroshia had suggested they go find him. Retane had a different agenda, and had told the others they could catch up with him later. He had already went through most of the files that he could find on him. Most of them had been labeled Dante's Abyss '06, '07 and '08, but there were a few more. Rise of the New Pantheon and Defense Against the Hive.

The Namekian scrolled through the loop again, thinking that not much had happened back then in the feeds they had had in Dante's Abyss '06. He had struggled with the light back then. The information about him that after he had been exiled from his planet, he had took refuge in an asteroid, and it was there that he had became the mercenary. He had donned a black mask and hooded cloak and had become the 'Dark Hunter'. He had formed a fondness for the lethal weapons that had been dubbed, the "Card's of Destiny". He had took them from the event.

The namekian scrolled through to Dante's Abyss '07 and paused when Retane and Tapion first met out the field. This was where Retane had lowered his weapon and asked if the Konat would join him and help rebuild The Horsemen. This was the point where the Emerald Fiend had laid the foundation for what he would one day make the Horsemen. A legacy that he was told his son continued. THis was also the point in the abyss, where one of the deadliest duo's were formed.

Retane scrolled on ward and paused at the pieces labeled, "Big Battle, Retane Ascends." The dark namekian watched as the red figure stuck his blade under the the ribs and up towards the heart. He was as the mohekian fell. The Horsemen glanced at his hollogrammed self who had just noticed, "Tap-", there was a stammer in his voice, " You...killed...TAPION!"

It was then that Retane saw what he looked like when he was emotionally pained. You could see the sorrow deep in his own eyes. How many others had saw his eyes like that and recognized it? Was it weakness? Was it strength? He wasn't sure. Perhaps it was both.

Retane could feel that this was the point where he ascended. The Emerald Warrior knew that this was not how his kin usually ascended in power. But he was different. He was Retane the Exiled, and he had just watched someone had become fond of die. It took the death of a friend for him to reach his untapped potential. After, not before, not in time to save him. Retane found himself thinking back to Jack. Death was inevitable for one of them. Retane' wasn't afraid of death. He was death, but he didn't want to watch a comrade die. The paradox of it all.

The namekian watched the green aura surround him holographed form and roared,"You took my friend!" Angry and bewildered, Retane could only think of one thing. Revenge. "I'll take YOUR'S!" He planted a nail from the nailgun into the one-eyed sayain he had been against, making good on his promise, then went for the red skinned foe. Retane never got to kill him but had injured the foe. He felt annoyed at himself for that. He scrolled onward, pausing at the next scene.

Tapion had managed to live, he was struggling in this scene. He had been injured even further, Retane had tried to protect him, therewere three onthers around, a pink slob died as Retane killed him trying to get to Tapion. The Konat watched as his holographic self bent down to cradle his bleeding friend, "Tap! Tapion! Stay alive! I can NOT do this shit without you!"

The crimson haired warrior smiled up. Blood was in his lungs though and it made a crackling sound as he tried to whisper, "It was fun. Sorry I couldn't...fight you...in the final two."

"Dammit! Don't you fucking die", Retane's voice was loud and was demanding his friend to stay alive.

"Thanks, for the good run, though," Tap ignored the namekian as if he couldn't hear what he was saying. It had to be the blood coming out of his ears. "Seriously...thank you, Retane. Thank you my friend."

The Emerald Warrior felt a single tear fell from his eye as his holographic form continued to scream out in anger and tears from from his own. Fear of someone taking advantage of his situation had left long ago, and most likely only a fool would try to come at him. Retane watched until he gathered himself and looked down at the corpse, "Tapion, they will all die. That's my mission! I will kill them all just for you! To avenge you death." The rogue wiped his eyes, and started off, his one good eye focusing straight ahead, his Nail gun at the ready.

The renegade stood stood up lifting his friend, by the shoulders, cradling the head, and at the knees. "Come Tapion, let us finish our last journey. I owe you that much, my friend." The solemn words came from deep within his heart. They came upon instinct and were full of truth and promise as Retane meant every last word of it. He stepped out of the building, and stepped into darkness. The ominous darkness surrounded the assassin in irony of how his heart felt. The Dark Hunter truly felt alone.

"We will finish our trip. I promise."

Retane wondered how he would feel if it was alone in this event. He wasn't sure he wanted to know. Would he be able to handle?

Can't you here me? I keep calling at you. Will you at least answer me? I know you can hear me. I miss you...

The namekian paused for a moment and took in a deep breath. Was his mind playing tricks on him? What was it that he was hearing? He paused for a moment, listening, nothing.THe Namekian couldn't figure out what it was he hearing randomly. Someone had to be playing tricks on him.