Time went on, still meaning nothing. It only greatened my stress and anger. I took it out on the only beings I could. Low class demons and evil vampires felt my wrath.
Alexander and I became close friends quickly. I also became close to a long time friend of mine named Gweneth. She was helping me get through my tough times and I was quite upset after Haven and I split up.
I still trained with Zebediah, he taught me how to communicate with other fighters telepathically. He also taught me new freeze and flame techniques. He said that since Brently was gone I needed to learn the elementals. When he said it, I hit my knees. He told me it wasn�t my fault that I was under the influence of the warlords. But I still blamed myself. I called them there; I knew what I was getting into. In my arrogance I did it anyways.
I thought about it till I hit the ground. I hit it so hard it left a crater. I rubbed my fingers over the crater. I couldn�t forget about the look Brently�s grandmother�s face.
All of a sudden I screamed and began to charge up. I went to maximum limit quickly.
Out of fear Zebediah did also. It took him a lot longer. His energies still weren�t equal to mine. But after Maximum Limit my energies kept getting higher. No one had ever even thought of going past maximum limit. Suddenly my eyes and hair grew lighter tent and the silver streamers lightened also. I had reached a new plain of power. We began to call it stage two.
I didn�t care about my new power. As far as I knew I was not only the most powerful being in the world. I was the most powerful in the universe aside from God and Lucifer. But there was really no one left to fight with the Dark Warlords all dead.
I began to speak with Gweneth more and I naively began to obtain feelings for her. I obtained strong feelings. She was very shy except around me and her other close friends. She was extremely knowledgeable and naive at the same time.
She was fairly short, very beautiful; she had long dark brown hair, dark green eyes, and great curves. I would have dated her if I could but she wouldn�t hear of it. Fear of destroying our friendship stopped her. That and lack of interest on her part in my opinion.
It didn�t matter, it was probably for the best. Everyone I love ended up either dead or hating me.
Then I got a message one night from a vampire. He told me the congressional order of the Nos Feratu was demolished. It was a powerful demon named Doronkia. He was hunting down Vampires. He told me that I was sent for by King Torilonos. He also told me that Torilonos was dead. When I saw his body, I told the messenger to make sure he was buried and given a proper ceremony. Then I set out to find Doronkia.