Cadaen stood silently at the Yew Waterfall, watching as the crystal blue water drained down the sharp-edged rocks. His dark ebon eyes stared into the water, as he began to see his reflection in the water. His eyes shut closed quickly and tightly, as he began to think of other problems. The Black Cross was said to be the ultimate power, but it they had found out it was not. It was the complete opposite. It was his bane, his hunter. He had to figure out it's secret: it had to be destroyed. His eyes remained shut, as he saw images of his mother.
She was very beautiful, and pleasant. The images began to haunt him further, turning darker and darker as he thought of more. He began to breath heavier as he saw images of her being murdered by the mysterious man in completely black attire. Blood dripped from her stomach as the sword punctured through it, tearing at the flesh. Cadaen's eyes darted open as he saw the image.
He looked back to the water, as he again, saw his reflection...