Terror and Blade

If you looked around, all you'd see was desert. Dry cracked earth, nothing but the carcasses of trees and animals. And heat. Scorching heat that could automatically inflame vegetation.But some time ago, something fell from the heavens. Of course no one was there to see it in the empty space of nothing, but if one was had... Oh it one had. It looked as if a comet was hitting the cracked ground. It was on fire and a thunderous echo, echoed in the valley of death, but it suddenly sank into the earth, like water of quicksand. All that was left at this time was an enormous crater. A crater that...

It's only long because it's a song-fic..




Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.

The air reeked of sulfuric acid as dark, smoggy clouds hung in the air. The ground was fruitless dirt that crunched under their feet every time they walked. A dry wind blew through the desolated valley. A firm grip held his shoulder and he gave the slightest nod before the other five moved ahead. As he expected, they were met with an attack. What seemed like hundreds of enemies surrounded them with the intent to kill.

B-B-B-Be careful making wishes in...

Name: Sven Wolfgang
Alias: Sutur
Powers: Acrobatics, katana, fire
Occupation: Unknown
Weakness/Limits: Sven can only use his fire for a short time before it turns wild
History: Sven is a full-blooded German. He grew up in California, United States, but his blood is all German. His parents were murdered under mysterious circumstances when he was only a ten and he vowed vengeance. He moved in with his Uncle for a short time to gain information. His Uncle was an attorney that worked with convicted criminals. When this lead to a dead end after two years, he moved to his grandparents house out along...