It was a cold dreary rainy night. I stood before the worst challenge I had ever faced. Seriously one wonders how anyone in their right mind could come up with a challenge that ridiculous. I sat there pondering my fate, feeling the cold seep into my bones. Knowing that one wrong move could end it all, and that death could come with no move at all.
I must have sat there and watched half my life flash before my eyes, I could see the events that lead me to this present, and the paths that could have lead me away. I could hear it the rain was slowing, blue what showing in the sky. The time to move was now. This was action. A slash, a kick, running way.
I took back the name that was rightly mine that night.