User blog:Toa Vorak/Kraanan Verta

Darkfire looked at his city of Kraanan Verta with the same look of tiredness. He had lived here for ages. His people had lost a lot of knowledge, basic things that left surprises for its inhabitants. A lot of knowledge lost due to all of the carnage left behind by the Zayjarool. They kill or infect you to start to mutate into one of them, slowly taking over their victims will. Many races had been wiped out or assimilated to the Zayjarool collective. The fires of their attacks were still burning in the large continents. The southern continents were demolished, and their universe was dead. Doomed. Of no consequence. The survivors had banded together to create a city, to make their last stand. And then it happened. A matoran had discovered a way to stop them, a way that would sacrifice and dramatically change the lives of the inhabitants. But the Zayjarool were looming in, and so it was done. Now the citizens of Kraanan Verta lived in a horrific helf-life, light drained out of them, people's cassense of right and wrong gone. The dominant species here in Kraanan Verta were the Null-Matoran and the Kra-Matoran. Everyone had powers. The city was filled with crime, theft, killing. The only thing stopping this, bad choice of words, resisting this, was Darkfire and his men. They were the law enforcers, the moral force. Darkfire and his men were more with shadows, but at the same time less with shadows. There was no light here. Fire was the closest thing here to it. And so he would try to bring the city from darkness to as close to light. At the moment Darkfire was in a fight, trying to stop two factions from destroying the northern part of the city. He and his current protegee, Shade, were combating and dodging energy blasts. The two quickly turned to shadows causing the thugs to moan and look scared. Then they struck. Darkfire sent lightning at the thugs, stunning 3. He turned around and kicked another, sending him flying, and another punch sent the next thug still on the ground. They began to throw their shadow boomeranges, hitting and bouncing off of the gangs, keeping them unconcious.

"Do you remember the world before the invasion?" asked Shade, trying to make conversation.

"No" He replied with a certain amount of nostalgia.

"Back then we wouldn't have been needed."

Darkfire sighed and stated plainly, "No Shade, we wouldn't have been needed."