Something was terrorizing Arconia. Something which was hidden, completely out of view for anyone to see or to ever notice. It was as if it was invisible and didn't have a trace of power to be found anywhere. Just what in the world could it be? Who, or what was making everyone on this planet disappear without a single damn trace? Zetsuno was confused, annoyed --- but mostly fuming. He was angry that he couldn't catch the kidnapper who was making the whole planet paranoid and anxious of who was to disappear next. Even his damn brother was taken away from him, and for all he knew he was dead. The person who he grew up with, who he looked up to as an idol, dead. It's been months since the incident of his brother and Zetsuno couldn't keep it inside of him anymore. He wanted to find whoever was responsible for this meaningless kid-napping situation. That was his one and only mission and he wasn't going to give up until he finished it. The only problem was solving the mystery of who was behind all of this.

One very early morning, Zetsuno needed to go to the bathroom pretty badly and decided to get up instead of holding it in. As cold and as unsettling it was outside, it needed to be done. He was going to explode otherwise. Jumping out of his bed and into his straw-made slippers, he slowly creaked open the outside door of his little hut and creeped outside, closing the door behind him to not let any heat or light escape. His breathing made puffs of steam which were lit up by the very bright moon. He looked at them as a bit of entertainment while he let himself release. As he was finishing his deed, Zetsuno began to hear something. Something which was running, accompanied by a slightly muffled voice which sounded like it was in distress. What on Arconia was happening here? Zetsuno quickly ducked down, squinting and gazing into the direction of where those noises were coming from, trying to see exactly what he was dealing with.

Spotted! He saw a dark figure running very swiftly while holding what seemed to be a hostage wrapped up in dark clothing, that clothing also stuffed in their mouth. That explained the muffled screaming. Zetsuno didn't wait even a single second. The agile being began to run after the figure, trying his best to not be heard or spotted, lowering his power level to a single percent to try and hide himself just in-case this person could sense power. Could this be him? Could this be the kidnapper which Zetsuno wanted to find so bad? What an idiotic way to find him. He woke up to release himself and has found what he assumed to now be the kidnapper. But, could he even complain? Obviously not.

With each stride, he got closer and closer to the suspect. As he got closer, for some strange reason, the power which he sensed coming from this person was very, very familiar. Almost too familiar. And too familiar he was right. Once he reached a closing distance of about fifteen meters, he noticed something. Something which should have not been noticed, and that was the orange hair which no one on the planet possessed besides his very own chieftain. "Creator, save us all -- .. " Zetsuno mumbled under his breath, thinking just why oh why would his own chieftain, the person who everyone on the planet should trust, would go as far as doing this? His questioning turned into a pure anger. His only thought was, did the chieftain kill his brother? After all the trust he put into him, did that same man kill the only person he could truly ever have a close relationship with?

Clenching his fists, Zetsuno closed his eyes but kept up the running, jumping from branch to branch as he flicked his slippers off. He needed to be as quiet as he could possibly get himself. With his eyes closed, he began to memorize the energy signatures which he could currently sense. One seemed to be releasing energy of dark intent, which was obviously the chieftain. The other, well, it was weak and seemed to trying to grasp onto anything to stop itself from being taken away. These two energies suddenly began to drop. Almost instantaneously, they were no-where to be found anymore. What just happened? Zetsuno stopped mid-stride, falling onto the grass below and through a few bushes, picking himself up after his crash-landing. He shook his head, a look of pure confusion upon his face. He was in the middle of a forest, nothing around him, absolutely nothing. Where did those powers just go? Did they enter a damned black hole? His slippers must have alerted the chieftain which made him disappear to who knows where.

"Damn it -- !!" he shouted, punching the three that was beside him which made leaves fall down to the floor, startling the birds around him too. "Their energies ... Where did they go?" He questioned himself, sitting down, attempting to try and sense them out again. This was purely mind-boggling. How could someone make their power disappear just like that? They must've also killed their hostage because they could not control their own power. Useless. This was all useless -- ... Zetsuno needed to think of something. And he needed to think of something very, very fast. Before the time-frame of actually finding those powers was gone, if not already gone. The one thing that he learned in his hard-ships is that he needed to stay calm during every situation. And so he did, letting his mind take over him, trying to learn of a way of finding the chieftain and the hostage if they were still alive. His mind suddenly entered a state of consciousness which wasn't reached by any normal Arconians. This was a technique that his own brother taught him. A state of pure meditation, loss of consciousness with the outside body. His mind was now taking in a huge amount of information about his surroundings, realizing each and every aspect of life. Everything seemed to have a source of energy. The threes, the grass, the birds, even the insects, everything was releasing slight bursts of energy as they lived. Although they were very, very small, they were still noticeable. His mind raced and raced, thinking of calculations which shouldn't be possible of ever being learned by ordinary states of consciousness, things that only geniuses in their lucid dreaming could learn.

Minutes passed, which seemed like days inside of his head, before it suddenly hit him. Sense the power and teleport to the target. A simple concept, but not something that could be done by just anyone. This concept was all calculated and learned inside of his head within those few minutes. Zetsuno needed to have the energy inside of his head while he entered that exact state of consciousness to be able to find it over a very long distance. By being in this state of meditation and being able to sense even the slightest energy, an energy that he already knew of would be rather simple to find. And so he did just that. Mere minutes passed before he spotted it. He spotted the chieftains energy across the entire planet, which seemed to be exactly on the other side of Arconia. Zetsuno smirked, clenching his fists as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, his energy beginning to shape-shift on the spot before reappearing exactly on the other side. Right beside the chieftain he now was.

Oh, what a sight to be seen. Each and every person which were kidnapped since the very first incident was here. He didn't question it at all, he didn't even seem surprised by any of this. They were all in cages, strapped up by metal machines which seemed to suppress their powers. The first face which he spotted was his brothers. He seemed beat up, ragged, torn up and starved. He hasn't had a haircut in what seemed like months, accompanied by a ragged beard. Slowly drawing his trusty knife from the inside of his leg, he turned to the chieftain. "Why ... Oh why?" This wasn't even a question. This was an expression of being surprised shown by Zetsuno. Hunching down, he pounced straight for the kidnapper, slicing their head off without even a single question. Blood began to squirt everywhere, the lifeless body shaking a couple of times before falling onto the floor with a loud thud. His head was rolling on the floor, eyes wide open just like his mouth. Oh, what a sight to be seen yet again. All that he needed to know would be answered by his brother and the hostages. His mission was finished.