Most people in the east often forgot that there were other places to got besides the west. They simply had to much to handle at the moment. So when the lands to the south were overlooked gor hidden villages, other things began to move there. Vampires, liches, werewolf, and other vicious creatures such as these tormented the people there. Darkness was a time of fear and a time of mourning. Hundreds were slaughtered for food and pleasure. The leader of the Night was called Moran. He killed mercilessly for pleasure. He sarificed lives for power. Until one day, a unified front of the small kingdoms decidecided that a new village would be the bright star of the united front, Velos. Velos would have a Consul to rule over the kingdoms as well as any others who joined. A council of representatives would be sent. The Consul would pick the best to protect the city and it was called the Consul's Guard. Moran decided to destory the city before it began. He attacked with his army. The united army was pushed back until a champion of men emerged. His golden blade sluced 4 men at one blow. Moran challenged this man, Damis, to a winner take all duel. Damus accepted with the rule the his wife, Terasa, place a barrier around the arena. Moran agreed because he knew he could defeat Damis in battle. Pulling his own black blade they fought for 4 days and nights until Morans death walker blade shattered. Moran then tried to destory the barrier as Damis delivered the deadly blow.

"I'll return! Not land is safe." Moran wheezed as his body vanished. Damis was called King of Warriors. He simply walked away from the arena to his family.

"Tersa, are you ready to go home?"

"Yes. Dear, what of Rania? Has she decided to stay here?"

"Yes. She has decided to join Galen's Consul Guard. He wants her to lead them. Besides i believe one of the representative's sons has befreinded her."

"Danok Sanos. Poor boy is always sick. Rania's made friends with his wife too."

"Good." Damis said. He looked over the fledging city with purpose in his eyes. He missed his sister Miko. She'd married a hokage of a hidden village some years earlier. His cousin had just had a child

named Kushina. A redhead to boot. Miko sent messages whenever possible to Damis.

"Damis."

"I miss Miko. True we had different moms and she is the wielder of The kyuubi, but i still miss her."

"I know darling, i miss arashi and tuma as well. They had a littke boy named Minato. I suppise chances are we'll never see them again with wars going on." Tera said softly. She looked to the left to see a girl of 16 coming towards them. She was pale-skinned with black red tinted hair and blue eyes.

"Mother, has Father told you my decision?"

"Yes little one. Your destiny is here. We are returning to the wilds now. We'll see you soon. Make us proud."

"Do you think that Aunt Miko and Uncle Arashi will come here?" Rania asked.

"If not them maybe a child of theirs."

" I..." Rania started but paused. Tera looked to the northeast. Where the horizon began was a large plume of smoke. Tera's eyes widened.

"War. The Second Shinobi War has begun. I don't think we'll see either again. We must prepare for home, Tera. I feel the same way as you but the wilds need us too. Rania is staying here to quell the darkness of Copus. We may see the young ones again but i don't think that ill see Miko or you'll see Arashi again. We must maintain peace here." Damus spoke softly. Rania stood quiet her blood red clothes ruffling in the wind. Shed fought alongside the army of Velos to turn the tide. She didnt rely on her fighting skills only but was a master tactician. She also possessed the ability of the Bloodblade. Two long blades with tassels on the hilt. The sharpened edges resembled flickering flames and when in use the dull in cause hallucinations of death. She often tried not use them unless fighting dark creatures. The blades were a mutation of both her parents lines. She'd mastered over 6 different sword styles in 16 years and 5 hand to hand styles. But want made her tryly dangeroys is her ability to think and react quickly to situations.

"Rania, we'll see you before we leave. Galen is calling a meeting of the council de creme. You need to be there."

"Yes. Father, only prayer can help now. I would go but with us trying to repair lives, I would abandoning those who need me."

Rania said turning towards a small gathering of buildings. Soon all those who died in this war will be honored and I'll be able to help others like me.

Little did Rania know, her Fathers words would be true and she would part a part in a very lazy jonin's life.