A tattered looking child not older than thirteen with disheveled hair covering most of his face sat on a small rock looking down absent-minded.

Around him were others sitting tattered and unkempt they're necks were shackled with long chains dangling from their collars,They sat in a forest ,under the canopy of trees to avoid the bright sun ,the slaves looked dejected and disheartened,opposite the group stood two tall and powerful looking men,they held whips in their arms and swords strapped to their waists and towered over their slaves grinning,they began moving their lips uttering words from them.

"Today we are headed further south towards the forgotten ruins",he paused and looked at them with disdain then continued."That's where you come in,your job is to find anything of value and bring it to us".

Suddenly on of the slaves said in a terrified and shaky voice "no!...no!...no! we can't go there,we'll die if we set foot on the forgotten rui.."

The head of the panicked slave fell clean off his shoulders landing with a thud on the ground followed by a gush of blood bathing those around the corpse,the glassy eyes of the slave where shot open in horror.

A tall man with broad shoulders and a full beard brandished his blade, flinging blood clean off his sword.

"Anybody else wants to object?" the slaver said with a serious look on his face.silence permeated the forest followed by an ominous gust of wind.

"That's what i taught and if i hear anyone complain i'll kill all of you,move it!,let's go".

With that we began moving to the ruins of the forgotten,a place that would become our graves".

Several hours later the expedition continued moving at a steady pace, it was already evening the moon shone illuminating the somber sky. Alastor was deep in thought as were all the members of the group. 

"A few months ago members of the stone dragons planned a expedition to the north,in search of treasure,who knew that we would end up in such a situation".Alastor sighed.

"Not much is known about the ruins of the forgotten, but it was believed to be an ancient civilization that suddenly went extinct". A slave whispered as they trudged down a slope.

"I've heard they were worshipers of the scarlet moon".the other slave chimed.

Alastor listened silently he tried to glean as much information as he could,Suddenly one of the slavers,a tall young man, said in a loud tone.

"Halt! we're here".

With that the members of the expedition stared at the once beautiful city whose name has been long forgotten, a place where no one dare to approach."The ruins of the forgotten".

Uttered the other slaver smiling from ear to ear ,the city in question stood in the darkness dimly lit by the radiance of the moon.

"We will rest here for the night" said the younger slaver.

 "Alastor".uttered the middle aged slaver in a somber tone.

The sound of jingling got louder as the thirteen year old child made his way through the group.

"Um..Yes sir..i mean Captain Hide".Alastor spoke with a nervous tone.

The older slaver always whipped Alastor when ever he addressed him as anything but "Sir".But today he was feeling uneasy in the presence of the ruin something about it sent shivers down his spine.

"Keep a look out for anything suspicious ,you hear brat".He said as he looked at Alastor intently.

Alastor was known for having a unique sensitivity to danger,something he attributed to his early years surviving in Monument city.This was the main reason he was sent on this expedition.

Forcing a smile, he said in a hushed tone."Yes sir..i mean Captain hide".

The slaver glared at him then turned away dismissing the young lad.

A few hours later,the small group of fifteen slaves huddled together in front of a campfire trying to conserve some warmth.The younger slaver was keeping watch while the older of the two slept.

The night was uneventful yet eerie,Alastor shivered due to the cold unable to sleep,some slaves chatted away while some slept,all Alastor thought about was getting revenge on the bastards that sold him into slavery.

Suddenly the chill Alastor felt became heavier, like a mountain had been placed on his shoulders.

He gazed up and immediately turned pale.

Alastor let out a bloodcurdling scream,which woke everyone up,they gazed at him wondering what happened.

Captain Hide screamed at him.He yelled."This better be important brat!,what happened?".

Alastor spoke almost murmuring ."The moon...."

With that their attention was focused on the sky above them,the look of dread intensified when they saw it.

The once gray moon had turned scarlet.