The moon high in the sky, Scar was sat in his wizards hut, high on top of Magical mountain. The night was lonely, ever since his brother, Joel, had become red and left for his cravings of violence, Scar had been left alone. He hated the silence...

But try as he might, no one would accept his attempts at friendship, so nothing could be done about it. In the loneliness, he waited... Though, he wasn't sure what he was waiting for.