Back in Universe 0010, Unbeknown to the gods a Sinister Presence Is About To Awaken, and it's all think's, to Tiffany-lee's family Wanting Revenge.
But of course she has no way, of knowing what is about to transpire.
It all begins In the heart of a dark, subsided mountain, hidden from the prying eyes of the world, layed the assassin clan known as Shadow-Lest. Their leader, Dan-Porter, was a man of legend, rumored to have lived for five hundred years, with over forty thousand wives—each a testament to his power and dominance. In this fortress of shadows, whispers of treachery and bloodshed were as common as the cold, biting winds that swept through the mountains.
One fateful night, a sense of anticipation filled the air as Dan-Porter's latest wife, a gentle woman named Isabella, was in labor. Her cries echoed through the stone halls, drawing the attention of Dan-Porter, who paced anxiously. As the leader of Shadow-Lest, he was accustomed to control, but the impending birth of his child left him vulnerable.
"Lola!" he commanded, summoning the clan's fortune teller. The old woman, known for her unsettling prophecies, entered the room with a heavy heart, knowing the weight of the task ahead.
"Now tell me, Lola, what do you see in my child's future?" Dan-Porter asked, a smug smile masking his trepidation. "Will my lineage be strong and powerful, like their father?"
Lola gazed into her crystal ball, her hands trembling as visions unfolded before her. What she saw sent a chill down her spine. She dropped the crystal ball, the glass shattering into a thousand pieces on the cold floor.
"What! Tell me what you saw!" Dan-Porter barked, his anger bubbling to the surface.
"What I saw was two sons, not one," Lola stammered, her voice quaking. "This could be good or bad for your empire. One path leads to your destruction if you raise them to adulthood. Another path suggests you have them fight to the death at the age of ten, and the winner would be your successor. The final path is to kill them now, before they can bring ruin upon you."
Dan-Porter's anger flared as he processed her words. "You evil creature! You would suggest I have my children fight to the death? You will die for this!" Without warning, he slapped her across the face, sending her sprawling to the ground, blood trickling from her nose.
"My Lord, why did you do that?" Lola gasped, confusion etching her features.
"Because you are an abomination! You would see my children dead!" Dan-Porter roared, signaling to his subordinates. They seized Lola, dragging her away as she screamed in terror, her cries echoing through the stone halls.
"Dan-porter You...You stupid son of a bi*ch! Mark my words, you will regret this" were the last words Lola uttered as the doors slammed shut behind her.
Shortly after, news arrived to Dan-Porter, about the birth of twins had come to pass. Dan-Porter's heart sank as he learned the names of his sons, Alpha and Omega. The irony of their names was not lost on him, representing the beginning and the end, a duality that would shape their destinies.
"Oh sh*t ! I have made, A huge mistake by having Lola killed. I was too hasty with my decision" Dan-porter thought to himself.
As the years passed, Dan-Porter's fears festered. Alpha, with his striking blue eyes, grew into a fierce warrior, embodying strength and determination. Omega, with his emerald green eyes, exhibited a cunning intellect that set him apart from his brother. The twins trained under their father's watchful eye, their bond forged in love and rivalry, unaware of the darkness looming over them.
However, Dan-Porter's paranoia intensified as their tenth birthday approached. He could not shake Lola's warning, and the thought of raising two potential rivals consumed him. Visions of his empire crumbling haunted his nights, and whispers of betrayal filled his ears.
On the eve of their tenth birthday, Dan-Porter summoned Alpha and Omega to the training grounds, a grim decision weighing heavily on his heart. The air crackled with tension as he faced them, knowing that their fates hung in the balance.
My sons," he began, his voice steady yet strained. "You have trained hard, but it is time for you to prove your worth. The time has come for one of you to inherit my empire."
"What do you mean, Father?" Omega asked, confusion flickering in his eyes.
"You will both fight till one of you is dead . The winner will take the place, as my next successor to the shadow-lest ," Dan-Porter declared, his voice devoid of compassion.
"No! You can't be serious!" Alpha shouted, anger flaring within him. "We are brothers! We should stand together!"
"This is the way of the Shadow-Lest. Only one can inherit my legacy," Dan-Porter replied coldly.
"Father, please! We're stronger together!" Omega pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice.
But Dan-Porter's mind was made up.
Why are the two of you so soft? Have you forgotten we are a Clan of assassins" Oh I know, this is your mother's influence isn't it, get this through your heads, the two of
You are going to fight, and that's it end of discussion." Dan-porter said walking away.
The night of the fateful fight arrived, cloaked in darkness and tension. The members of Shadow-Lest gathered, forming a circle around the arena, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. Alpha and Omega stood across from each other, hearts pounding, the weight of their father's decision heavy upon them.
"Brother," Alpha said, voice steady yet laced with sorrow, "I don't want to hurt you."
"Neither do I," Omega replied, tears brimming in his eyes. "But we must do this. For our father."
The signal was given, and the brothers charged at one another, their years of training culminating in this moment. Blows were exchanged, each strike echoing with the weight of their father's legacy. The crowd fell silent, the air thick with dread.
Alpha's anger fueled his strength, while Omega's agility kept him one step ahead. They danced around each other, testing their skills, each searching for an opening, a way to end this nightmare without bloodshed.