Ronoro didn't even look up from the logs, determined to destroy an entire forest if he had to. As long as they could get this out of the way, that was his only goal as of now.

Raxion grabbed his brother by the shoulder, "Ronoro we have enough now just put the planks in the floor and ill start putting planks on top for the roof," Raxion said grabbing the longer planks and positioning them ontop.

Ronoro came to and stopped, looking around for a moment. "Right... enough wood... yeah..." he said dazed as he slowly followed his brother.

After they put the makeshift shelter together Raxion started a fire outside to cook some of the deer meat they had collected before stealing the other supplies. He sat there watching the meat cook.

Ronoro watches as the meat cooks, fat dripping off of it into the fire. Watching as each time it made a loud "SIZZLE" noise. He was lost in his train of thoughts.

Raxion looked at his brother out of the corner of his eye, "Whats on your mind bro?" He asked turning the meat on the other side.

Ronoro stopped thinking for a moment, turning to his brother. Flames of hatred burned into his eyes. His eyes met with Raxions. "I want him dead." he said flatly, going back to his train of thought.

Raxion laughed, "No one wants that man... no monster more dead than I Ronoro..." Raxion said with malice. "But... right now we just have to focus on staying alive bro." Raxion added giving Ronoro some of the meat.

Ronoro grinned for a moment, laughing at his brothers word. He took the meat and threw it in the air, he drew his sword and sliced wildly at the air finally sheathing his sword. As he did so, the meat was cut into 12 pieces. "All mine... all mine he is." he said flatly as he got up and went outside to practice his kenjutsu.

Raxion followed his brother and smacked him upside the head, "You need to keep your cool or you will never have a chance at him if you dont focus on staying alive first you fool." Raxion said glaring at his brother, "And how can you even feel that hes yours when i'm the one that failed to beat that bastard the first time around..." Raxion turned around, "its my fault that mother and father are dead..." He said as he went into the house they built.

Ronoro snapped out of his trance, realizing his act had hurted his brother. He sighed, and meditated with the sword on his lap, looking up at the moon.

Raxion lay down on the floor and stared at the ceiling until he fell asleep. "Well welcome back Raxion." A wicked voice said. Raxion was having the dream again. He looked at the mirrior that housed the dark Raxion.

"Who are you?" Raxion asked looking in the mirrior.

The man laughed, "Still havent figured that one out?" He asked while shaking his head. "You will know soon enough Raxion," The man smiled wickedly.

Raxion sighed, "You are nothing but a dream so whats the point." He said.

"Wrong again... well i guess your right for now I am just a dream right now... But that will soon change my foolish friend," The man said again laughing.

And for the rest of the night that Raxion was asleep thats all he could hear in his dream was that maniacle laughter. It sent shivers down his spine and caused him to have a cold sweat.

Ronoro feeling tired prepared to go into the house. As he stood up a blue flame appeared in midair in front of him. "Wha... BOOM" the flame exploded in his face with a loud noise.

Raxion awoke to the explosion and grabbed his sword running outside. "Whats going on Ronoro?" He asked looking around.

Ronoro stood up, his face stinging badly. His hearing impaired from the explosion the flame had caused. As he looked around he saw a shadowy figure nearby from a ledge, he disappeared in a azure flame trace. The pain setting in, he laid back down.

Raxion went and grabbed the supplies bag and brought out some bandages. He wrapped the bandages around his brothers wounds. "Guess we have some enemies watching us." Raxion said.