Ronoro looked surprised at the amount of damage he had done. "I didn't know I could do that.. I just tried doing what you did back at the arena..." Ronoro mumbled spaced out.

"well now you have to cut those trees into planks." Raxion said as he continued to dig a square into the ground about two feet deep and 12 feet by 12 feet.

Ronoro sighed lazily as he begun the tedious task of chopping the tree remainants into planks slowly. The sun was shining down on the meadow and it got hot very quickly. Soon both of them were drenched in sweat. Ronoro sighed again. "You think you're handy enough to make a air conditioner?" he said half jokingly.

Raxion shook his head, "I cant do that but," He said throwing putting his sword into the ground, "I can do this." He added and suddenly the air around them began to take on a small chill. "will that work for you?" Raxion asked his brother then continued to dig until the pit was done.

"Heh... show off.." Ronoro said silently to himself as he kept working on the log. Making sure to do it perfectly so he didn't get any backlash from Raxion.

"Well you wanted to get cooled off and skrinix can do just about anything with the air," Raxion said grabbing the planks that Ronoro was done with. He started to position the planks in the pit stabbing them into the ground until they had a wall around most of the area. "So what you think so far now all we need is planks for the floor and planks for the roof and that will be a good start," Raxion said.

Ronoro looked impressed at the work Raxion had done with the planks. "More... way ahead of you!" he said as he begun chopping logs into planks in a frenzy.

"Ronoro there is no hurry," Raxion said as he started grabbing the planks that his brother was now working on and started working on the floor.

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.

Ronoro stood up, he felt different in a way he couldn't explain. He looked up at his brother. "That one was... different. Blue flames are the symbol of the devil..." Ronoro said as an afterthought.

"What are you talking about Ronoro?" Raxion asked helping his brother to his feet.

"I just... don't know how to explain it.." Ronoro said confusedly. "Lets just go." he said walking back into the house.

Raxion followed his brother back into the house and sat down leaning his back against the wall.

Ronoro grabbed a cot and immediately began to drift off to sleep, trying to gather his thoughts on what had just happened.

Raxion also fell asleep with his back up against the wall and his sword laying across his lap.

As Ronoro drifted off to sleep, he had an unsettling feeling. An icy feeling crept at the back of his throat. He had a feeling whoever had to tried to attack him would show their face soon...

"Tch... damn.. couldn't kill the little brat.." a young man who looked to be in his early twenties said as he emerged out of the forest near Raxions and Ronoros new hideout. He neared a waterfall and sat down next to it. He had dark red hair which swept down on his face in a bowl cut fashion. He was wearing a monk robe with a bright orange flame pattern on it. On his side, a peculiar rifle almost as big as he. The rifle had a light purple design pattern on it. "They'll feel the heat of my flames yet..." the monk said as he begun meditating by the waterfall.

Raxion slightly woke up as the sun was starting to rise.

Ronoro woke out of his sleep, yet he didn't get up. he instead just looked up at the ceiling blankly. Lost in his thoughts about the previous day.

The monk arose from the ground and stretched. "Nghh... all right. 'Bout time I kill my bounty..." he said as he slung his rifle over his shoulder and begun walking back towards Ronoro's and Raxion's hideout. "Hm... sun up... I'll need to be stealthy about how I approach them.." the monk said as he stood untop of a tree branch near the houses' window. The rifle in his right hand as he observed the scene inside the house.

Raxion got up and walked outside stretching, "Are you up Ronoro?" He asked looking at the pale blue sky.

Ronoro got up and neatly put his cot away. He then walked over to his brother. "Yeah.. I'm up. Now what?" he asked half interested.

The monk still sat in the tree, spectating Ronoro and Raxion. "Hm... better not approach them out in the open. Maybe I could... yeah.. that'd work.." the monk said to himself as he split apart his rifle and it formed into two shotguns. "Now to just wait for the right moment.." he said with a wide grin on his face.

"We need to get some tree branches with thick leaves to put on top of the roof," Raxion said, "So you can either go get that or cook breakfast." He added looking at his brother.

Ronoro scoffed at his brother. "Cook? Right..... Wanna go eat some tree bark instead?" he said with sarcasm. He sighed as he pulled out his sword and prepared to cut all of the tree branches in his proximity with a few slices.

The monk gawked. "Is he gonna?!" he said worriedly as he quickly jumped onto the hideous roof hoping his cover wasn't blown.

Raxion shook his head as he went back into the house and brought out the bag of deer meat. He started a fire quickly and started cooking the meat.

Ronoro let looses his barrage of slices, simultaneously as he did so branches begun falling from trees. With a grin, he sheathed his sword and begun picking up the fallen tree branches.

The monk let out a sigh of relief. "Geeze, that was a close call... these kids are amazing. I can see why satan...." he trailed off. "Better launch my plan quickly, no telling what else will happen." the monk said.

Raxion sat there with his legs crossed his sword laying over his lap. His eyes were closed as he meditated listening to all the sounds of the forest. The winds slowly started to pick up.