Disclaimer: I do not own the title "Chaos Legion" nor the characters associated with the game besides the characters I have created myself. "Chaos Legion" is copyrighted by Capcom.

Author's Notes: A special thanks go out to my reviewers Lady Jade Phoenix, Captain Alex Kai, TriggerdFlame, and Milia. I'll take it upon your requests to make this fanfic a better one. Once again, I appreciate the reviews. This chapter is pretty much what some anime fans call a quick "flashback" filler. No action just yet. Hint hint, foreshadowing.

'Tis the darkest glyph thou barest. It sacrifices stray souls to summon unearthly force. Unearthly force shall obey and serve thee. 'Tis named..

Chaos Legion

Chapter II :

Past and Present

He had a duty to uphold. Now as a Knight of the Dark Glyphs, he knew of the punishment if he was to fail this mission. Once again, he walked through the corridor of fallen angels but this time, the souls surrounding the area began to emit a violent aura. The souls knew of Reiks' newfound powers and they did not like it.

Reiks looked at the blue gauntlet on his right hand, his dark blue eyes staring at the face of a manifestation of death and power. He shrugged the feeling off and continued walking to the other side of the corridor, passing the angry souls around him as if they weren't there. He finally exited the building and into the glaring sunlight of the outside world.

The Sacred Capital of Rotarl used to be a place of bustling people. But during the recent events, the whole place is in a state of destruction and chaos; buildings had collapsed, the floors were broken, and all of the statues surrounding the capital were completely demolished. Fortunately, one part of the Capital wasn't completely destroyed from the destruction caused by Lord Delacroix. It was where he resided.

Reiks was out of town attending special training sessions when all the chaos broke out in the Capital He was informed a day or two later after everything had been destroyed already. He returned home to find that nearly everything was destroyed.

Reiks stopped by a large house, the gates that usually blocked the entrance were bent as if something ravaged through it forcefully. He unlocked the metal door and stepped inside. He was finally home, relieved that everything has been set.

Reiks walked towards an open door in the hallway, leading him into his large bedroom. The bed was about twice the size of an ordinary bed and everything around the room was made of high classed wood. From the dresser to the chair, everything seemed as if they were antiques.

"I guess I'll take a bath before I get going." Reiks shook his head and sighed. He felt extremely tired today. He had no idea why. He had slept well the night before but still, he felt like collapsing on the bed. He figured a nice, hot bath would at least wake him up.

He took off his black long-sleeved trench coat, along with the blue gauntlet that held the crest of Hypnos and set it aside on the bed. Reiks was in pretty good shape and had the physique most men would die for. Inside the bathroom, he stepped into the pearl white bathtub and turned the faucet on. He took off most of his clothes and threw it on the floor, carefully sitting down on the bathtub as the water filled, closing his eyes as he relaxed.

Turning the faucet off, he stared at the ceiling and tried to keep himself from falling asleep. Slowly, he began to close his eyes and soon enough, he entered trance-like sleep.

Past

Swords clashed and the cries of demonic entities filled the air, the foul stench of blood circulated around the area. A young boy looks on from afar as he sees several men with well crafted blades pierce the bodies of the hellish creatures that kept spawning around them. He hid behind a tree, his body shaking as he tried to keep his ears from hearing the sounds of death. He knew he shouldn't have wandered off too far away from the capital. It was a stupid idea to go adventuring outside the capital. He had been scolded about the monsters outside before but he never obeyed them.

"Hey kid." one of the men said, only the silhouette of him was visible through the eyes of the boy, "Why don't we take you home now?" the man offered his hand and lifted the young boy up, carrying him over his shoulder, "Why did you wander off?" he asked as he followed his companion in-front of him, keeping a tone of silence as they walked out of the forest.

The boy did not answer. He was ashamed of his cowardice. He was ashamed of his weakness and lack of courage.

"You know, when I was your age, I always did stuff like this." he said, a smile had appeared on his face, "You shouldn't be ashamed of what happened back there." he looked at the boy above his head, tears falling from the delicate boy's eyes, "Hey now, don't start crying on me."

The boy sobbed and tried to keep himself from crying. But he couldn't hold it any longer and began to unleash a river of tears.

After minutes of walking back to the capital, the man decided to take the boy home to his parents, "Hey, I'll take the kid home. You can go back to headquarters. I'll see you there." he waved to his companion as he turned the other way. The boy had fallen asleep from all the crying and was now leaning on the man's head.

"Hey kid. Wake up." he began to gently shake the boy around, trying to get his eyes to open, "This your house?" he asked.

The boy nodded without saying a word. He rubbed his eyes as the man gently took him off his shoulders and placed him on the ground. He patted him on the head and smiled once more, "You're a good kid. Make sure you don't wander off again, okay?"

Present

Reiks opened his eyes and found himself staring at the ceiling once more. Shaking his head as he splashed some water on his face, he stood up and grabbed a towel and began to dry himself off. He's been dreaming about his past for quite some time now. Almost all the dreams are the same thing and still, he doesn't know why he's been having them. He felt as if someone was trying to tell him something.

Reiks now wore a loose black shirt, black leather pants, and his black trench coat over all of it. He took his gauntlet and equipped it on his right hand, feeling the same surge of energy he felt before in the Hall of Order. Reiks felt the impatient nature of Hypnos and felt it's hunger raging from within.

He stepped out of the room and before heading out the door, he grabbed his sheathed sword from the stand and placed it in a holster on his belt. Finally, he was starting his mission. A mission that will lead him to many revelations..

Chapter End