Day Three: Early Morning

[Retane]

The grass bent in the wake of each step that he took. The black vest, or what was once a vest, hung from his body with many great tears and rips, revealing the scars and burns, resulting from the betrayal of another. His raven tinted pants were intact and seemingly uninjured, except for the many stains from dirt, blood and the vegetation of the Abyss. While one of his fingered gloves remained in one peice, the other had a rip in the palm and backhand. His broken wrist was splinted with four thick sticks, no longer then four inches long, and was wrapped tightly with cloth and rope.

The Ki Sheild was clamped on his forearm and was activated, while his other limb was occupied by his ever-ready Nailgun. Across his shoulder and abdomen rested a vine like rope and around his neck rested two necklaces. One of which, held three gold Tokens, the other held two charms; One was a velvet, purple head of Retane's first victim, and first victim to the Abyss, Andoid 15. The other, was the 'head' of the nameks latest victim, the top of a old evergreen that was in the shape of a pitchfork.

Tapion walked behind the merc, and there was only one thing wrong with the seemingly crazed slug. He was missing a boot!

The Konat just followed, pondering what exactly was wrong with his namekian freind. Perhaps the killings had gotten to him, or maybe the Abyss itself? Tapion seemed to have an inner battle whether to actually speak or keep his mouth shut until he couldn't stand it anymore. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Retane stopped turned his head slightly to the left and down, not quite registering the question.

"You're going insane or acting like you are!"

The jade fighter, turned then, looking Tapion straight in the eyes, demanding he continue, yet he never said a peep.

"Well, what is it? Is it the Abyss? The killings? Have you just totally snapped?"

Retane only smiled, leaving the elvish warrior confused and tooken aback. His hand slowly began to reach for his pocket, where his ready-to-grab grenade rested at. He only haulted when the assassin spoke.

"Dantes Abyss is nothing but a game. If you can't play it, or take the way it's been played then you shouldn't have done it. Once it's over , it's over, then it's back to the reality. But my reality is similair to here, only worst. Here I can play and practice new roles. If you cant comprehend that then theres no use for us to even continue this further."

"As far as killing, I've only killed...two", the namek pointewd to his charms. "The rest were dealt by you."

Tapion stood there and nodded in understandment. Everything made a little more sense now, and he relaxed his guard, allowing Retane to turn and continue his march.


Still, the one question that really bothered Tapion was, 'What the fuck happened to his other boot?'