War,we define it as one of the most vicious cycles we have ever experienced next to death. We call war a horseman, and we wouldn't be too far off. To us, war is a disgusting alternative to people's sins like greed......to the devil tho he is a friend. A close friend that was there when he needed him. For him and War to fall out, it was serious. The devil doesn't even know how to mend this relationship. He had a lot of time till he met with War ones again. "Just hope he'll listen to me." He said to himself as he rode through the desert. The hot wind blew on his face, scorched earth under him as he dismounted to rest told the whole story. As he closed his eyes for a wink of sleep, he remembered their first time returning to earth. Six years ago, they returned War,Famine, Death,Conquest,and himself with a mission from his father. Punish those who deserve it and wait for the rapture. Rebellious as the devil was, he and his cohorts decided to cause as much chaos as they could just to get back at dear old dad. One day, on their rampage, War and the devil got into an argument: "I TOLD YOU WE DO WHAT WE WANT!" The devil bellowed at war who huffed "Yeah whatever dear daddy wants us to do. When are we going to be let free to do our thing?" War asked c*****g a brow at him. The devil began to grow red in his face. "I don't follow what my father says." The others gathered around watching the fight intrigued. "War has a good question." Death said, walking to War's side."When are we going to be." She waved her hand in the air." How do you say it conquest let loose?" She asked the devil. Flustered as he watched all his friends join War's side. Tears began to form in the devil's eyes making them misty. They soon drew their guns on him. "You all would betray me?" He asked as War looked at him."You've given us no other choice, my friend." He said before firing at the devil connecting with his pocket watch. A loud bang! awoke him. Shooting to his feet, he leaped for his rife on his trusty steed. Quickly, he began to look around, eyes darting left and right. Another Bang! Two more Bang! Bang! It rang in his ears, sending him into panic mode. "We know you're there, wannabe." a voice said as another shot rang true. "Wannabe!?" The devil bellowed asking. Another shot yet this time the bullet connected with his hat knocking it off his head. "Yeah, you fake devil!" The voice shouted, ringing another bullet at him. This infuriated the devil "HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A FAKE!" He screamed sending a wave of bullets down to the shooter. He shot for what seemed like hours, only thinking of ending this person. The nerve with to call him fake. Who did this man think he was? The bullets flew and flew shredding through his target. Finally, he let up stopping his onslaught. Walking over, picking up his hat as he frowned "Well darn my hat." He said poking a finger through the hole in his hat. His ears perked up hearing coughing from the direction he was battling the shooter. The devil smiled a wicked grin as he walked over to the body covered in bullet holes. "Now tell me, who do you think you are calling me a fake devil?" He asked, smashing his leg against the wounded person's. He quickly turned them around so he could see their face. Then he saw a boy not much older than eighteen staring back at him. "War was right about you.The real devil would have killed me quicker." The boy said drawing his last breath. War! He told this practically child that he wasn't the real devil? Why did he want to see him killed that bad? The devil shook it off he wouldn't know anything till he confronted him. That was the only way to know for sure. The question is, where was War now? Could he still be in mega? or did he move on to somewhere else? The devil had questions he needed answering, and the only way to get them was to start riding towards zuya nation and see if any of his contacts heard anything. "Alright." Determine to find war he set out for zuya nation.