OoC: This is my first assignment. I hope it's long enough. And that I didn't miss any spelling errors I may have made. And if any words that have "m"s in them don't, I blame it on my keyboard(It's been acting up lately).

BiC: Renick walked through a vast cornfield, searching. He wasn't searching for a anything in particular. Just for something to eat. Normally he would've gone to a shop or marketplace for food, but the nearest marketplace was crawling with people at the moment, and having no intention to meet any people, decided to find something in the wild instead.

He reached out and pulled an ear of corn from it's stalk, tore off the husk revealing nice yellow kernels underneath. He ate it quietly and quickly, throwing the cob away when he was finished. Corn wasn't his favorite thing to eat, but he had learned to make himself eat purely for survival when he needed to. Although when he had a choice of eating something good, he went for it. After chucking the cob back into the field, Renick spyed "something good": a deer. It was standing not too far from him, eating corn on the stalk. He was nearly out of dried venison, and would need more soon. So really it was quite convenient that the marketplace had been full. Renick dropped low to the ground and silently withdrew Rithnaw, his Katana-staff. He crawled over to the deer, ready to slash it's head off, when a loud noise rang through the air, startling the deer and making it run.

Renick slammed his fist on the ground and looked for what had caused the noise. He saw two farmers running up the hills, sickles in their hands and a large gong. Why did they have to bring a gong? Shouldn't they have snuck up on me instead? He wondered and took off for the edge of the cornfield. While running, he heard the deer. It was also running. He altered his course and soon came into view of the animal. Still intent on making the thing his dinner, he slashed at it. And missed as the deer veered off suddenly in a new direction. Reacting with lightning reflexes, Renick did the same and remained with the animal. Soon they were out of the cornfield and running through a forest with tall trees. Both weaved around the trees easily, and came to a stop in front of a lake. Renick looked at the deer, which looked back at him. He edged closer to the Deer, slowly, Rithnaw behind his back. He was nearly close enough to strike when the ground began to rumble. Both Renick and the Deer looked around for what might be causing it. The rumbling increased and the deer ran away. Renick stood still and held his ground. He waited to see if it was an earthquake, or if whatever was causing it would appear. He stood there until nightfall, when suddenly, the rumbling ceased. Renick, confused, looked around again. Still there was nothing, except now, the deer he had chased earlier was back. It looked at him with large eyes. Renick stared back into those eyes. Then he noticed that it's eyes were smaller than they should've been. It's eyes looked, human. Then there was a bright light that emanated from the deer and filled the forest. Renick didn't blink. Soon the light subsided, and where the deer had stood now stood an old man.

"Renick Forshire?" The old man asked.

"Actually it's just Renick-wait, how did you know my last name?"

"Thats not important, what is important is that you follow me. Come, come, we must hurry, for time is of the essence. And it would not suit us, too be late." The old man began walking off towards a large mountain, motioning for Renick to follow him.

"Wait, old man, late for what?" Renick asked as he followed.

"All in good time, Renick. Now, c'mon."

"But how am I supposed to know this isn't a trap for you to rob me?"

"Think, you have a brain don't you? Why would an old man like me try to rob someone like you? Eh? I have no weapons, no skills aside from walking, no special powers aside from my magic. Why would I try to rob you anyway? You have nothing of particular value to me."

Renick didn't answer. He just continued to follow the old man, trusting that he could fight his way out if it was a trap. As they walked, the weather changed from warm and sunny, to cold and cloudy. Soon it was snowing incredibly hard and Renick lost track of the old man. As far as Renick knew, the old man had just disappeared. Either way it was snowing too hard to look for him. Then Renick walked into something. But when he looked to see what he hit, he saw nothing. When he stuck out his hand, he encountered an invisible wall. Weird. He thought. Then where his hand touched the invisible surface, a door began to appear. Slowly, the surface of a wall began to appear as well. The wall was covered in beautiful markings and images that seemed to tell a story of long travels, battles, friends, enemies and many other things that would bring a tear to any ones eye. Renick, of course, had no emotional reaction, and spent no time admiring it. He stepped through the door and shook some snow off himself. Snow wes one things Renick hated, and he was glad to be out of it. He found himself in a large room with four doors leading north, west, east, and south. He saw a desk in the middle of the room, and behind it was the old man.

"Renick? Renick Forshire? Is that you?" the old man asked. " 'Cause if it is then welcome to the Dome."

Renick looked around, wondering what one did here until he saw a sign saying: "Those who wish to fight on the ZU Battle Arena, train here, we also have a new salad bar."

So it was a training ground. Renick had never seen one so large before. He was about to leave the old man waved his hand and locked the door in a way that Renick could never unlock it.

"Stay, Renick. You have great potential. Go now, and it will be for naught." The old man told him.

"What will?." Renick asked drawing Rithnaw.

The old man smiled "You will have to discover that, on your own."

"What if I don't want too? I could kill you right now if I wanted. And I will too, if you don't let me out."

"You won't. Because then you would never get out. I am the only one who can unlock that door. Kill me and you will spend the rest of your life learning in the dome. And from the look on your face, thats the last thing you want to do with the rest of your life."

Renick put Rithnaw back onto the clip on his back. He was trapped. Forced to fight against his will. Perhaps it wouldn't be as bad as he thought. Maybe he would find out what "would've been for naught". Whatever it was, He would have a long time to figure it out.