Vector is a very shy and aloof person. He distances himself from others, often it is the other way around. They know something is wrong with him. He usually wore black clothes, with a bead necklace with a small wooden cross. It was also the way he looked as well. He had blue eyes, that were tinted with silver, and white hair that almost reached his shoulders. He being nearly six foot at fifteen didn't help much either. He often uses his hair as a shield so that he doesn't have to see anyone, and no one has to see him.
But those facts had nothing to do with the way he looks. It went deeper than that. He grew up in Catholic Church in California. He heard about the anomaly in the Atlantic, everyone has. It's been a good two months since it appeared. His Pastor, Father John, has spoken about it and spoken how men should fight temptation and how killing another man so you can get what you want is similar to Cain and Abel. Cain wanted to kill his brother out of jealousy and now people are killing each other out of greed.
Vector agreed. It was late at night and he was getting ready to go to his room. It was an empty storage room, but after some furniture shopping it became a very nice room. Father John stopped him in the auditorium. "May I see you in private, Vector?"
He nodded. "Uh, yes. Of Course." They stepped into the tower that had a spiralling staircase that led up to the bell. The Pastor said, "Vector, the Lord gave me a vision. A force of Evil and forces of Darkness and Light teaming together to defeat it. The two forces won and Humanity was saved. I believe that one of those forces is you."
Vector took a step back. "Father, what are you saying?" "I know what you are thinking. Military forces cannot get near without falling asleep and dieing. This is getting out of hand. Someone needs to go in there and make sure that this 'wish' doesn't become a chance for Lucifer to win. You must enter, you must fight, and you must win."
Vector took a minute to take this in. Then he nodded. "I'll do it in the name of the Lord. I will not let you down, Father." The old pastor smiled. Then he said, "Here I have a few things to give you." He pulled out two black books. One of them was pocket sized and had a gold cross over it. He handed him that one first. "Remember your prayers, and your teachings Vector." He took it and put it in his pocket.
The other black book was larger and super thick. The pastor said, "I found this the day you came to my doorstep. I looked through a few times, and I finally realized it is written in Latin. I hope you find it useful. Vector took it and opened it. The words were in Latin, but there was something weird about them. They looked like they jumped off the page and reformed into words. He could read it! The page he opened to gave the instructions to summon his own staff.
He pronounced the words. To the Pastor it was gibberish, but nonetheless out of the shadows in the corner, a rod shot out. Vector grabbed it out the air with unreal speed. The rod was five feet long and had a green crystal ball on the end that was held into place by what looked like three wings folded against the ball. The Father was scared for a second, but then he smiled. "The Lord has a powerful agent on his side." Vector couldn't help but smile as well.
Father John said, "Before you begin your journey, I believe that you'll need one of these." He pulled out a shard. The shard that would be needed to enter the tournament. "It hit the bell tower long before this Tournament business even started. I have faith in you Vector. We will be praying for you and your safe return." Vector didn't know what to say, so he just nodded, took the shard, and said, "Thank you, Father."
He left the Church building. Now, he thought to himself, All I have to do is find two other shards, and find a way to fly over to the Colosseum. That shouldn't be too hard, right?
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