Brothers.

A shadowy figure moves among the trees, two embers burn in the dark as a pale face He stared off at a distant castle, his foot firmly planted on the cliff edge, the wind wailed in the trees of the forest behind him. "My my...what a beautiful castle...wouldn't you agree?" Suddenly a swarm of shadowy figures rushed to the cliff face from between the devilish trees, katanas at their hips and black mist shifting and curling on their bodies. They file into a perfect line facing the dark figure. "Bring me the girl...Alive...I don't want to see a scratch on her understood!?" The shadows drew their swords and locked into combative stance. "Yes my Lord!" The amassed shadows replied. In unison they leaped off of the cliff face and began running strait down the cliff side, their tight black onyx armor clinging to their bodies as to not make a single sound. Their crimson eyes up facing the lonely window at the top of the high tower, where a silhouette of a beautiful young woman could be seen. The dark figure put his hands behind his back and turned walking back to a tree. He leaned on it, looking up at the moon and sighing softly, wondering where his actual brothers were at a time like this. "Ahh...sometimes you just have to sit back and enjoy the little things." His mouth curved up into a evil grin as he heard the shattering of glass and the shrieking of the princess as she was stolen away from her home. The dark figure began to chuckle to himself as the spectacle that was fifteen shadow warriors man handling a girl down a strait drop by tossing her around like they were playing hot potato unfolded. Except this game was strait down...with a death penalty for the potato if it fell. "Having fun Zan?" A man in black coat with black chain mail beneath it had spoken. He was standing in the tree looking down at Zan with an incredulous look that looked like it had been made a hundred times before on the older brother’s face. "Xan! What are you doing here?! I told you to stop following me like a child!" "Well maybe you should go after less obvious targets...I could hear the screams miles away." He gestured at the princess, still falling and having a very bad hair day. Zan only shrugged and said. "Vampiric lords need to eat right, besides I ordered them to be gentle about it." "Hell yeah brother....hell yeah.." Xan jumped down from the tree and landed gracefully on both feet, a small puff of dust rising from the dry earth. He raised a fist and held it out to Zan. "Brofist?" "Brofist." Zan met his fist and stood up strait walking forward and watching as the shadow warriors drew nearer with the princess. Loud bells and alarms could be heard, being raised in the panicking kingdom. "How many is this now anyway?" Xan asked. "Princesses?" Xan nodded. "Yeah." Zan crossed his arms and chuckled "Oh I think it must be around forty at least."