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Pulling his motorcycle sideways on the dirt road, Hektor flipped up the visor of helmet. Anxiety shot through him like a bolt of fire; coming back to a place like this? A place he vowed to never return to. He stared at the city, looking down on it from the low hill the paused on.

Sialis sat silent and imposing in front of him. He could almost see the whole city from here, how the streets were laid out. Where each of the main buildings were, the barracks and the others where he had spent his youth...

The central buildings seemed old and strong. Hektor used to admire them, seeming to symbolize the strength of the army and sat as a sturdy foundation of the country. But now they only seemed to have been built more to sooth the pompous pride of those in power then for any real beauty. Those buildings which were used for government sat cold and square on the outer of the city, as if the modern age caught the leaders unaware and they had little time to catch up. After seeing the tremendous heights that master craftsmen ahd made out of other cities he had visited, to Hektor the city of Sialis seemed like a dark and dying behemoth.

Yes the city was properly laid out; you couldn't get rid of the in-bred military discipline that easily. Far from the center, however, things began to unravel. Bordellos and brothels sprang into existence over night, it seemed, then died just as quickly. Girls going from one hose to the other with as much loyalty as the soldiers showed their soiled and money grubbing doves.

Houses of ill-repute the government tried to cover but didn't try to close...

Hektor sighed and shut his visor. He turned to pet the small fur ball he carried with him, taking a small snack out of a pouch tied to the side of the mike. The furry ball barked gratefully, letting off a small, tinny howl. Hektor push the pup back down and strapped it in. He made sure his weapons were still there, wrapped in oiled cloth and safe from the weather. Patting his long duster he felt the piece of technology he prided himself in: A small pistol in working order.

If he were to be caught with this....

He shook his head and pressed the starter on his machine. Revving the engine up, he let go of the clutch and the gas and quickly snaked back toward the city.

Destiny, it seemed, wasn't through with him yet. Coming back to Sialis after so long seemed ludicrous, but it was something he had to do.

The sun stood over the central building of Sialis as Hektor sped toward the city; it illuminated one of the only places he had ever really thought of as home.

Gruumar suddenly stopped in his tracks as if it sensed something. A lifeless body dangled from it's claws. Slowly it turned back towards the road leading out of the city. A transit bus was turning onto the road just beyond where Gruumar had attacked and was headed out of town.

Gruumar turned towards the bus and bent down on all fours. It moved a little faster that way, but not much. After a few minutes it finally caught up with the bus and slammed into the side of it, knocking it over into a ditch. The windows all shattered as it crashed onto its side and the passengers began to scream in pain and fear as they climbed over each other as they tried to escape from the horror now towering over them. Gruumar tore into the metal sides of the bus with it's thick claws and ripped a massive hole in its side. It grabbed one unlucky passenger and plucked him from the hole and bit the helpless man's head clean off. Gruumar didn't typically eat flesh, so it opened its mouth and let the decapitated head roll out of its mouth onto the ground. If the passengers weren't scared before, they certainly were now and their screams reached a fervent pitch to show it.

His motobike screeched to a halt as he watched the scene unfolding before him. Snapping his goggles up onto his forehead Williams jaw dropped open in shock. In an instant the man was moving though, popping open the heavy satchel on the side of the bike he pulled forth a small briefcase. Snapping it open he quickly assembled the contents and heafting the large crossbow up against his shoulder. Drawing back the string he took aim, looking down the shaft of the arrow, tacking careful aim.

"Halt in the name of the greater Sialis military!" He shouted from behind the weapon; when the creature bit the head off of a passenger William cursed.

"Looks like it's not going to listen, wasn't expecting it to either." He mumbled as the bow twanged and the heavy bolt let fly at the creature.

William's hand shot to the satchel across the back of his waist, pulling for to small flash-bang grenades. He smashed them to the ground as he turned his back and leaped onto his motorbike. He took off away from the thing in a screeching frenzy, moving about one hundred meters from the massive beast. Sheperd's hand clutched the brake and turned hard, pulling the bike to a halt in a rough one-hundered-eighty degree turn. The soldier reved the throttle, causing the engine to roar, then sped back toward the massive creature looming before him.

"Heaven's open, pits of hell crack, shield me with you Demonic Wall!" Sheperd spoke quietly, creating his shielding enchantment.

William drew the blade from his back and wedged it in the crux of his shoulder like a short lance. He leaned out enough as he passed open to strike the thing around the legs and atleast slow it as he passed. Sheperd's eyes flashed wide just before impact, his mind catching up to his body, a question rippiling through his mind; You sure your not going to get ripped from your bike?