The Nightmare

Part of a Nightmare, for the story I'm writing...Enjoy.

He stumbles backwards, reaching into his coat, withdrawing a throwing knide and throwing it at Angel. Kayan quickly jumps into the way, the knife jamming into his heart. His eyes flashwhite, then pale blue as he hits the ground. Blood from his chest leaked out onto the tile. Angel watching in horror, feeling his rage build again...His entire clan, dead, a wind grows in the room, causing his trench to drift slowly, his hair gently moving about. A thing glowing silver line grows down the center of each eye, slowly spreading outwards, until his eyes are completely silver, his pupils black as night, the filling turns red. showng the rage built up inside...the wind in the room picks up as Angel looks over his target, Legna. The wind suddenly stops as Angel begins to charge, his disappears, suddenly re-appearing in front of him, ramming his sword through Legna's chest and out the other side, blood spraying on the wall. Everythng grows silent as Legna pulls himself off the sword, smiling. "I knew you had it in you brother, now if you'll excuse me...I have business to attend too" Angel freezes, unable to move as legna walks past him. When he gets next to him, Legna takes his sword and clubs Angel in the back of the head with it. Slowly, he falls to the ground, blacking out. The last thing he remembers is Legna laughing, and the smell of fire.