~3:30AM In Entarence Square~

It was quiet. Too quiet. Normally in the kingdom of Entarence at 3:30AM knights roam the streets while men stumble out of busy bars, screaming for round 2,3,4 and so on. Today it was quiet. There were no guards out. No screaming. No lights on. And most importantly no shing light, beaming on the stone of Ragic, which hold the Sword of Ragic. Everyday, all day, Forever, the beaming light shines on the Ragic stone except for tonight. Only one thing can come from this. Some thing is brewing in the kingdom of Entarence. 

zam! 

A blazing streak of black lighting hit the stone, black smoke slithered away revealing a hooded figure dressed in black from head to toe. His face was covered and he lingered over the stone. His gloved hands traced the rock. No words escaped his mouth. He stood infront of the Sword and grasped it by the wood handle. In a grunt he pulled the sword out of the rock, the sword in his hand, he twirled it. Even though you could not see his face you could tell he was smirking. And just as he entered, he dissapeared. As if nothing happened the kingdom retured to complete silence. The light shining on the Ragic stone slowly began to fade. Who could have caused this? Who was the hooded man. How would the king react? Maybe he will understand, or maybe he already knows..