Chapter 4

He woke up. Anger. All he felt was anger. He didn't know where this feeling came from, but he liked it. He wanted to cause pain. He wanted to stir up violence and turmoil. But not yet. He would bide his time. He needed to recollect his thoughts. This disease left him disoriented. Confused. But he was clever. Very clever.

His skin was dark gray. He looked around for a mirror. He found one. Dark gray skin, completely black eyes. Hideously yellow teeth that were decayed. The man could not remember. He could not remember how he came to be like this. He sat thinking. Then he remembered. The High Council. They had wronged him. And they would pay. But not yet. He must first build an army. More monsters like him. More glorious monsters like him. Yes... yes...

The man sat some more, trying to recall everything that had happened before he fell asleep. What a long sleep it was. His name came back to him after an hour of sitting and thinking. It had taken all his willpower to sit still and not run out searching for people to kill. But this man had plenty of willpower. Plenty of patience.

And his name was Kendall Eless.

Former High Council member.