There was a young teen that looked around 13 years old that was walking up to him.

"Hey, Stranger! What are you doing sleeping in the middle of Bandit Territory?"

Zuhn looked at the teen confused for a second, Zuhn put his right hand in his pocket. He felt around and felt an object. When he put his arm around the object, it turned out to be a knife.

"Just relaxing..."

The young teen didn"t believe it and continued to ask Zuhn question.

"Mr that doesn"t seem right, what"s your name and what town do you come from?"

Zuhn didn"t know how to answer the young teen.

"Uh, I come from a faraway place."

The teen looked down to his feet like he was thinking.

"A far away place, Mr?"

Zuhn looked at the teen once again and nodded his head.

"Okay Mr, because you won"t tell me, how about you tell me your name."

"Zuhn"

The teen looked at Zuhn weird again then back at the floor.

"That"s quite a weird name Mr."

The teen turned around and did a small jester.

Three teens walked out from behind trees and bushes and made their way towards Zuhn. Zuhn put his hand back into his pocket and gripped his knife.

One of the bigger teens started to speak, "Listen here Mr. This is the territory of the Rascal Bandit Group"

Zuhn didn"t move after hearing the name.

All of the teens were shocked, maybe the guy didn"t hear them.

"Mr, I"m saying this is the territory of the "Rascal Bandit Group""

Still, Zuhn sat there emotionless. The teens gave each other small glances and looked back towards Zuhn. The bigger teen walked over to Zuhn and pulled out what looked like to be a small pocket knife.

"Hand over all your possessions and we won"t report you to the Rascal Bandit Group." The other teens all started to snicker quietly as the teen waved a knife in front of Zuhn"s face.

Zuhn still stood there like the kid wasn"t even talking to him. He continued to look around and wonder where he was.

The teen was finished with Zuhn and tried to stab him. Secretly, Zuhn was watching what the group of teens was doing. The teen couldn"t even react, all he could feel was warm blood dripping from his hand. When he looked down, his whole hand was cleanly cut off.

"Agrhh!"

The teen screamed as he clutched his hand as he fell to the ground. The other teens looked at their friend on the ground then looked back up at Zuhn.

They all had scared reactions on their faces. What kind of person is able to easily cut off someone"s hand without even batting an eye.

The teen that hand was cut off, looked back up at the man. He was full of rage and terror at the same time. "M-Mr, Rascal Bandit Group, is going to make you pay for this!" The little teen got up and started to run away with the group.

While the group of teens was running away, Zuhn was still looking around. Once he finished looking around, he started to run towards the group of teens.

While running Zuhn noticed that he was surprising running faster than he normally ran. He was rather confused on how he was able to reach the teens so fast.

Once he caught up to them, he didn"t give them a chance to surrender or give up. Zuhn instantly slaughtered the teen that threatened him. The kid hit the ground, with a small hole in his heart.

A pool of blood started to envelop under the teen"s body. The other teens that saw this started to run faster. All of them looked behind them and the man was still following them.

The man was killing each and everyone one of them with perfect strikes that killed them in an instant. One of the teens pushed over his friend to try and distract the man chasing them.

Though Zuhn didn"t mind, it just made his job a lot easier. The kid that was pushed over just accepted his death. There was only him and the teen that he first met left.

Zuhn started to slow down to the teen"s pace, and just slowly trotted behind him till the teens ran out of energy.

The teen started to run slower and slower, till Zuhn was easily able to catch up him.

Zuhn didn"t immediately kill him, but instead, he just tackled him and put the knife to the teen"s throat.

"Listen, You are going to tell me where I am, Do you understand?"

Zuhn waved that knife in front of the teen"s face.

The teen quickly nodded his head, "Y-You are in the Ziom Continent"

Ziom continent? Zuhn had no idea where he was, it couldn"t have been Earth he would have known about such a weird place.

"What"s the closest city?"

The teen immediately answered, "Hencewood is the closest city, it is about twenty miles west, or you can just follow the dirt road."

The teen pointed to the dirt road to the left of the two. Zuhn turned his head and nodded before looking back at the teen.

"Because you tried to rob me, I"m not going to let you off scot-free."

The teen"s eyes became dull. "P-Please Mr, we are just out here to make money."

Zuhn looked directly into the teen"s eyes, "Have you ever killed someone?" Zuhn asked with a serious tone of voice.

"N-No."

"Disappointing, Anway. I won"t kill you, I need you to show me the way to the town."

"Y-Your not going to kill me?"

"Nope, I need you to help me anyway. Also, I really don"t care about your name. I"m just going to call you Scar."

Zuhn removed the knife from Scar"s neck and stood up.