At first i was with Darkjay heading towards the Tavern but In between we saw a villager running wildly towards the dark woods with a bag in his hand.
Darkjay : let's follow him he could be in danger. I : Whatever you say commander.
We ran after him till the middle of the woods but then he suddenly vanished.
At that time there was only one thought in my mind and that was -
From where did i come here? cuz it looked like a river of trees flowing to all the sides continuesly.
We had a conversation :
Darkjay : let's find him, anywhere and everywhere. I : It's midnight the time for nocturnal hunting. Darkjay : are you frightened. I : i said the poor animals would be frightened.
Laugh*
We both traveled an circled the vilage but were not able to know where did he go. Suddenly we saw a shadow running through the forest and we at once ran after it and when we reached the place what we saw was :
He was placing a big jewel onto an altar and then striking it with a hammer in front of a statue of a demon and whenever he striked a stone a soul came out and gave life to the statue and he had about hundred stones.
After a moment the statue came to life and became over fifty feet tall.
The statue then killed that man and went towards the villagers encampment.
We came in front of that statue and warned it but the staue treid to baash us with his great hand. But as he pushed his hand towards us it flew about in the air cut by the great axe of Darkjay.
Darkjay : Want another one , ha ?
A voice came HHAHHHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHa
And the statue grew about 10 more hands. I was much surprised but darkjay was not at all surprised. He took his axe and wounded the statue badly but the statue had no pain or effect.
I took out my flamberge and companied darkjay , together we charged towards the statue and sent our weapons through his body .
But he threw us and aided his wounds , he also summoned an army of 100 ghouls which had the ability to regenerate.
We killed all of them hundreds of timess but they regenerated .
We had no fear of dying but had fear that if it reached the village it could destroy it. Darkjay took out a horn and blew it so hard that it's voice traveled through half the world but it's message was only understandabe by the '' Legion of the damned''.
We continued our fight to the staue and it's minions to distract them from the village and in a moment or so Fury came leading whole of aur army and together we killed all of his minions and then they had no one to provide life to them cause their master too was in great trouble.
Darkjay : Today one more evil should be cleansed or else it would infet more of our villagers.
Charge*
We charged together with our deadly weapons open and together striked the demon and drained whole of his life and cleaned the slightest mark of his presense.
Darkjay : This proved to be a damned day but it was just a small member of the great army of the hell we'll face more and much mighty qpponents in the future but we'll win.
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''May the Gods give you the strength and power to bear the madness which flows through our minds.''
''Zubin, I've always imagined you as a crazy raver. The kinda guy that spends all night dancing to trance music while waving glow sticks and popping ecstasy.'' - Murderface
It was a full moon that lighted their path as they hurried to the Tower. Twelve figures, all with hooded robes, were walking with a sense of haste. The last two were carrying a bound and gagged woman who was late into her pregnancy. As they made their way closer to their goal the woods silenced in their presence, they could sense the evil.
"How much more time do we have" The robed figure in front said, her voice sounding like poisoned honey.
"Her contractions are five minutes apart" answered one of the men carrying the woman, "we have enough time."
"Perfect" whispered the woman as the Tower came into view.
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The Tower was imposing, even if it was almost a ruin. Eight stories high with just two exits, the padlocked door at its base and the barred window at the top. The tower also had a certain power on those in its vicinity. In the towers area you could feel its previous owners rage, despair, and want of freedom. Candle would be blown out without wind and batteries would be drained. But the robed ones could see every blade of grass as if the sun was in the middle of the sky with the light of the moon.
As they neared the doors they showed no surprise as the padlock fell to the ground, unlocked without the key.
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They climbed up the eight stories, silent except for the moans of the woman in labor. The stairs ended in a single room containing nothing but a woman's corpse. As the group entered the room the bound woman tried to break her bond and scream a name when she saw the corpse but was knocked unconscious with a syringe into her jugular. As was planned, her body was placed next to the corpse as the moonlight fell onto both of them. The twelve then pulled down their hoods and stood in a circle around the two women as the leader of the group started her speech.
"Four hundred years we have waited for this night. This night four hundred years ago our Countess said with her dieing breath that she would someday return. Today is that day. As the prophesy states, the first son of the Bathory clan will be born tonight. We will give his blood to the Countess and she will live again!" declared the woman, "Get the child." As one of the hooded ones pulled out a ceremonial dagger the mother worked the gag of and yelled out.
"DON'T TOUCH ME! HELP ME! SOMEONE SAVE MY BABY! HEEEEEEE-"
As her stomach was spilled open she fell silent.
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"Hurry! The guards will have heard her scream!" The woman said with fear in her eyes.
The child covered with blood was handed to her. As she touched him, the child started crying loudly, almost drowning out the footsteps of the Tower guard running up the stairs with superhuman speed.
"GIVE ME THE KNIFE! NOW!" the woman yelled over the babies shriek, “TAKE THIS SACRIFICE, MY QUEEN! AND RETURN TO YOUR GLORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The knife swung toward the child's neck as a bullet blasted into the robed leader's skull, killing her instantly and making her drop the child. As one of the soldiers grabbed the child and comforted him, the rest shot the remaining robed ones with a single bullet between the eyes for each of them.
As the last one slumped to the ground, the child's mother, forgotten in the mayhem, called to the soldier holding her child.
With a small breath she whispered to the soldier
"Take care of my little Zubin."
As she closed her eyes with peace, sixteen year old Zubin woke in a cold sweat.
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''May the Gods give you the strength and power to bear the madness which flows through our minds.''
''Zubin, I've always imagined you as a crazy raver. The kinda guy that spends all night dancing to trance music while waving glow sticks and popping ecstasy.'' - Murderface
I had come from across the sea, from Gilead that was, to this land as I heard rumours of The Tower. Virtually as soon as I stepped off the boat, I knew I was being watched. Being an assassin by trade I had a very refined sense of these things. I thought I managed to give them the slip going through the local tavern, little did I know the Tavern of Jay was a popular hangout for the force that was keeping tabs on me.
I left the tavern with my money bag considerably lighter but no new information. But wait, what was that... A shape in the shadows, and it was armed! I drew my two crossbows, fast as lightning, and fired at the shape, but he was as fast if not faster than me and managed to catch both bolts on his blade, then approached with blinding speed. Within a second, my enemy had crossed the muddy street and had his shukiro at my throat, demanding answers. Well, what could I say? Only the truth. soon others had gathered around, one had a sword slung across his back, and a shock of blue hair. Later I was to learn that this young man, largely responsible for saving me, was named Winston.
I explaned that I was new to the area, and sensed I was beng followed. Being an assassin, I know all too well the power of a strike from the shadows, so I took pre-emptive acton. after some mutterings and discussion, I was allowed to stand, and was escorted into the Tavern...
The warrior who had downed me was named Thasador, I learned, the Commander of a legion named Assassins, but one part of the orginisation named Sick. Now as I was introduced to Thasadors men, it struck me how un-assassinlike they all seemed, and upon remaking this I learned that it was largely just a name. I wanted to change that, to bring the power of the shadows to Sick. Also, as I heard of the demons they faced, it struck me that these very demons were likely serchng for the Tower for their own nefarious purposes. I musn't let them desecrate the Tower! I joined Sick, and was integrated into the ranks. I learned of Silversurfnstudism, and their way of the warrior. I learned what it was, not to be just an assassin, but an Assassin.
Weaponry: A pair of custom built hand crossbows, repeating, 5 bolt clips. Can fire modified bolts including explosive, incendiary and net. Bag of holding in the from of an ammo bandolere, holds clips.
Skills: Extremely fast hands, master and champion of the quick draw. Reload just as fast. Unnatural skill at moving quietly and detecting others.
My name is Winston, Winston the 4th. I come from a long line of warriors who always led a band of mercenaries. My father, Winston the 3rd, taught me how to use a sword from a tender age, using wooden sticks. I quickly grasped the fundamentals of swordplay. At the age of 12 I received my first real sword. It was light, easy to use with one hand and sharp. I grew stronger and more adept in the ways of the sword everyday. At the age of 14 I was trained enough to be part of my fathers mercenaries. I was now a mercenary. I quickly became a leading figure in the band and started to influence the decisions we took. By 15 the only one in the band who could beat me in a duel was my father. One day everything in our band changed for the worst, when my father went out for a walk, I followed him stealthy because he didn't usually walk alone and found that he was going to duel with his former apprentice; a knight in black armour. The black knight slew my father with no mercy. Before my mind processed what had happened, the black knight had already left and I was alone with the corpse of my father. The bands grief was great and we were unsure of ourselves. One day our band was attacked by a group of monstrous demons and we were all slaughtered except for me. Filled with despair, I began my search to avenge my fathers death and the deaths of my friends. I started by following the still fresh tracks of the demons. As I was following their trail, I came upon a a man about my own age. At first I thought he was an enemy and we dueled. He used a pair of deadly crossbows that could kill with ease. I charged him, but had to quickly roll to the side to avoid the bolts. I continued to dodge his bolts and slowly moved in closer, when all of a sudden out of nowhere a group of six demons attacked. We both turned to face them at the same time, realizing that we were actually on the same side. He fired two bolts at them which brought down two of them. The demons then avoided him thinking he was more dangerous, in the process getting close to me. Big mistake for them. I thrust my sword into the one closest to me and quickly chopped off the head of another one. The man shot a final bolt into another demons head. I then charged the final demon. He parried my first two swipes, but then I was too quick for it on my thrid swipe and chopped it clean in half. Me and the man congratulated eachother. I found that his name was Sofawall and we were both tracking the same band of demons. He didn't reveal his reasons and neither did I. We decided it was better if we took them together. After many nights we ventured upon them and slaughtered them all with relative ease. We then decided to part ways. I wandered off in search of the Black Knight, him in search of a tower or something like that. I endured many trials in my wanderings after that and knew this was my purpose, to endure trials and smite down evil as it comes. One day I while I was tracking a particularly annoying group of demons, I almost ran into a man, who I didn't see until I was half a foot away for him, he then proceeded to bring me to my knees and had his sword at my throat before I could even react. He asked me what I was doing. I answered with "I am ridding the world of evil". "Then we have a common goal" he replied. He introduced himself to me and I to him. His name was Thasador Commander of the Assassins serving under the guild called SICK. He invited me to train with the rest of the Assassins and help them to rid the world of evil. I accepted and that is where I am now.
Twas a norm morning at the castle, The usual was taking place, Thasador was passed out near his front door(he almost made it this time) Carloseus was sparring with other SLAYERS, Elfen Lied had not slept again and was yet again working hard on guild documents. The morning had a crisp chill to it and was mostly quiet except the occasianl grunt from DarkJay Swinging his axe into the ground creating a shockwave blast from the floor.
I had awoken a bit later than i had hoped, but none the less it was time to make the daily rounds, All Scouts had checked in to report another peacful night at the castle, all Scouts Except one. one was missing. a fairly new recruit to SICK. i rounded up a few Legionaires to search the castle perimeters, but this was to no avail.
Elfen Lied pulled up the missing scouts records and we reviewed them, Elfen and i both senced the feeling at the same time and without words we both hurried to the Clan Hall, Elfen Explained to the men..it only took 1 word to rustle the mens attention "SPY" , The new recruit had recond the castle for a local guild on the rise. The Spy had to be stopped befor he could return to his Clan and give them the knowledge, I estimated we had close to 3 hours befor he would be home free. This being a rival Clan i gave the Quest to the ASSASSINS as it deemed to fall into their field. Thasador quickly gathered his supplies and some men and set out on horseback
3 hours solid ride to make up nearly 7 hours of lost time..could it be done? i had the utmost confidence in the ASSASSINS
They eventually found the trail of the Spy who was on foot. The spy having begun to realised he was being chased shot up a recon flair which signaled his clan for immediate help a near half mile away. Within minuts nearly 30 men on horseback came charging in. The Spy continued to run back to camp. Thasador told his men to charge the spy and not to let him reach the camp alive as he dealt with the 30 mounted warriors. Thasador stayed mounted as well and charged into the wall of enemy horses. Without hesitation nearly a dozen spears swung at Thasador. He leaped backwards off his horse pulling a flying backflip while unsheathing his Shuriko, miliseconds befor he landed to the ground he swung wide and knocked a mans strong arm to the floor. Thasador smiled as blood splashed his face. He closed his eyes and his inner demon took over like a machine. Duck, roll left, slash left, block, swing wide, parry with sword, duck, slash again, block, kick, jump high and outta the chaos, Evaluate the damge...
12 dead in a mere 8 seconds.
The other ASSASSINS had nearly reached the SPY, all it took was a simple low leval fireball at the back of the spy to knock him to his knees. and with one pass 5 swords stuck the spy and that was the end for him. They Returned into the other direction to assist Thasador. Thasador now covered in blood head to toe was calling the remaing 20 or so men in 1 at a time. The first one who came in droped his spear and pulled out a long sword. Thasador bows and the man strikes while thasy head is down, Bad idea, Thasador ducks the cheap slash and quickly decapitates the dishonorable enemy. next enemy waste no time and charges thasador on horseback, He parrys the enemies spear and slices the enemy in the back as he rides by, the man falls off his horse and lays unable to move. Thasador now calls in 3 men at once and halts them for merely a second so that he can have a drink. he tels them to come forward...he throws the bottle into the air, spins and bats the bottle with his sword, shattering the glass as the shards go into all 3 enemies throats.
by now the rest of the ASSASSINS have arrived and watch . Thasador taking a second to smile at his comrades, The 15 remaining enemies charge thasador at once and as thasy jumps high to stop from being killed a shoulder bashes his legs and sends him rolling to the ground, instantly to his feet. Thasador throwing his sword into the mob of enemies takes out 1 and thasador walks away chuggin the rest of his brew, while nodding to the rest of the legion to mop up the remaining guys. They head home to report the news
Mission Succesful
SICK Casualties - 00
Injuries - 01
note on injury - Thasador punched Carloseus upon return to castle for not keeping an eye on his women while he was away
Carloseus laughed it off
I could not stop laughing my Lord. Great story and it seems you know every inch of me and my style. I must get myself together and resume more chapters to add to the Silversurfnstudism.
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All went well at Lord God Silver’s might citadel. I returned to my quarters from the exciting quest, ASSASSINS first mission from Lord Silver. Sitting at my old, hand carved, desk filling out a report to send to Lord Elfen Lied when all of the sudden a messenger barged in through the front door of my quarters. The messenger, out of breathe, tried to give the news to me. I sat him down on my bench and gave him a beer while he caught his breathe. He looked straight into my eyes and told me news of my son, Samuel. I rushed to the outskirts of Silver’s citadel where all the families of SICK reside. I ran around the corner to find my family’s home. I went through the front door and searched for Allison. She was no where to be found. Brianne, my daughter was in the backyard training with her kuni and asked her the whereabouts to her mother and brother. She told me that they went to the nearby town for some food. I took foot in my travel to the town of Dakresh and scanned the town square for my beloved. A crowd gathered around the market and a weeping cry was heard about. There in the middle of the crowd I found Allison on the ground crying with blood smeared all over. I grabbed her to her feet and asked what had happened to you and Samuel. She was hesitant to tell me as I feared the worst. Suddenly my Insanity of War spirit came out and I was enraged, screaming revenge of the one whom has spilt the blood of my son. She grabbed my armor down with force and snapped me out of my War spirit and told me what happened to our son. She pointed into the back of the Market where I glanced out and saw more blood over the walls and counters. I dashed with haste to the back of the room and saw my son over two corpses with blood painted all over him. An aura gleamed over him like he was possessed.
He glared at me as I approached and I knew something was wrong with him. He grabbed a butcher knife off the ground and try to attack me. I then took a step back and disarmed him and held him down to the ground. I thought to myself how a child at the age of 1 ½ can do this. I grabbed him with restraint and Allison and started to head back to Silver’s citadel. As we traveled back to the citadel, Samuel repetitively tried to break my grasp around him. I held him like a satchel of meat. I finally went to sleep as tired from his constant struggle to break away from me. Allison cried the entire trip back as she was afraid of what he has done to those two men in the market. I put my arm around her as I tried my best to comfort her. We arrived to see my men awaiting for me as they too have heard the news. I then approached one of Lord Silver’s elite guards and asked for an audience with Lord Silver himself. The guard told me to await in the atrium as he rushed to Lord Silver’s throne room. After a few moments, Lord Silver came out to the atrium himself to see what had happened to my son. I pleaded him to help me and my son.
He glared at my son and laughed. At first I took offense but then he assured me not to. He sat down besides us and told me that my curse flows in my son’s veins. I looked in Allison’s eyes as she gave me this confused and angered look. I thanked Lord Silver for his time and wisdom and headed to my militant quarters. I laid him down on my bunk and told Allison to go home. As she closed the door, Samuel awoke and was crying. I sent a legionnaire for a favor for some milk at the nearby farm. He came back with much haste as I payed him for his time and effort. Samuel grabbed the milk from my hands and sucked it down as he dreamt off back to sleep.
Hours went by until several knocks on my door grabbed my attention. A squad of the town’s guards asked for my audience downstairs in the courtyard. As I approached the courtyard one of the guards attempted to assassinate me from behind for what my son has done. I rolled out in front of me and dodge his sword. I then grabbed one of the guards foot by reflex and twist it around as I continued to roll. The remaining two guards then charged after me. I tried to stop them with reasoning but they did not listen as they continued to charge me. I unsheathed my sword and cut their swords right in half with blinding speed. Nearby…Carloseus, Winston, and Sofawall heard the commotion and came to my aid. Winston unsheathed his massive bastard sword and engaged one of the guards. Sofawall ran around the battle to try to flank the remaining guards. As he did this, more men came rushing through the courtyard with weapons drawn behind Sofawall. Carloseus then teleported between the enemies and sofawall. He drew out his massive swords with a smile and asked “Who shall taste my blades?” The soldiers stood weary as they hesitated with Carloseus at front. Sofawall slained one of the guards then went to assist Winston as his foe equipped a Halbeird. A weapon that has much avantage over his bastard sword. Carloseus then charged at the squad of men with his mighty swords ready to strike. To his unwilling surprise, the men fled in retreat out of Silver’s Citadel.
Carloseus got pissed and threw a rock at the retreating men. I was still engaged to one of the soldiers as he seemed quite skilled in combat. I assumed this was the leader of the squad. With Sofawall and Winston finishing up the man with the Halbeird and Carloseus coming up to me with a frown, the leader of the soldiers surrendered. Sofawall and Winston halted their attack and arrested the soldier they were combating. Carloseus shrugged his shoulders with more disappointment and grabbed the man with anger. I sheathed my sword and arrested the leader and took him and his man to Imperator Elfen Lied for judgment and trial. Carloseus and I awaited with Sofawall and Winston in the atrium for Lord Elfen Lied’s sentencing for attacking SICK members and intruding on Lord God Silver’s Citadel without permission. I had no time for this as I had to attend to my son back in my quarters. Carloseus pushed me as I was awaiting and knew of this. “Go to your quarters stupid…I can always come to you to tell you what happens.” I slapped Carloseus in the face like how a brother does to one another and headed back to my quarters. I walked in to see my son gazing at one of my swords that I collected from my foes on my wall. He then looked at me with his innocent eyes and began to talk baby gibberish to me like I am supposed to under stand him. Carloseus then opened my door with a smile on his face and sarcastically and immaturely said, “Your in trouble…your in trouble lol”. I rolled my eyes and asked him to watch my son. Carloseus then fast-walked past me and playfully tackled my son as I headed out the door.
Lord Elfen Lied and Lord Silver were awaiting for me as I saw the men being dragged into the dungeon. They asked of why I had not told them about what my son has done. I replied with of only concern to my son’s well being. They then said that since the town’s guards tried to assassinate me, that they will send a report of caution when approached by a situation like this. I was off the hook. I exited Lord Elfen Lied’s execution chamber and was tackled by Winston and Sofawall. They seemed so relieved to not see me in shackles. I thought to myself…why has this day came to be with a disappointed look on my face.
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Woot! Me and Sofa are in that one. That's pretty sweet. We even tackle you, wow, I didn't see that coming. Anyway, I noticed that you put my weapon as a saber when it is more like a cross between a greatsword and a longsword. Basically, a bastard sword.
Many days has passed since the incident occurred with Samuel and his inherited power of my own, Samuel now returning quickly to the peaceful son of Thasador. I awoke one morning in my home to my lovely wife sleeping besides me, sleeping with elegancy and beauty. I went downstairs and saw my daughter dedicating herself daily, of her warrior skills. Samuel running around the main hall, climbing on top of what ever furniture he could find. A normal, yet beautiful day for a man, I thought to myself. I gathered my wardrobe and gear to begin my day. Before I sat out to my quarters, I gave each of my family members a kiss on the head and waved them farewell.
When I arrived at Lord Silver’s Citadel, a strange feeling aroused me as if I was supposed to know something. I paid no attention to this as I continued my way through the towering gates of Silver’s Citadel and towards my quarters. On my way to my quarters, I witnessed on the sparring grounds the future prodigies of ASSASSINS, Winston and Sofawall maintaining discipline and skill. I stood there for a moment off to the distance and watched both of them teaching each other what the other does not know. This put a smile on my face as they are pair not to be parted. I continued my way to my quarters, passing through the many halls of the legions. I quickly sat down at my desk to finish my daily report and paperwork, so I may go on with my personal meditation and training. Myself being frustrated viewing the roster of my legion of assassins. Jealousy seems to creep on my shoulders for Carloseus’s SLAYERS still the most active and disciplined unit of SICK.
Carloseus has always been my brother, my family, yet I have always stridden to do better. He has been an inspiration in my life, which taught me everything that is needed to do well in battle. I have always imagined if I surpassed Carloseus in any area as an officer of SICK, then I have passed his test that he has always bestowed upon me. My lieutenant rarely in his quarters as well as both of my sergeants in-active…I cringed as my legion was becoming unorganized. I wrote out a notice to all ASSASSINS requiring more activeness and training to rally our legion back together. After a few moments of pondering, I took the time to write two additional, yet important letters to Lord Elfen Lied himself. Grabbing my armor and my Shuriko, I set out to the courtyard where most warriors of SICK gather.
Walking around the courtyard, I came across Lord AcidReign’s legion, GXAII. There I congratulated Siaynoq on his new promotion. Wished him the best of luck as he continued to study advanced strategies to be prepared for second in command. AlphaX and Mobbin were getting ready to head for the sparring grounds. I then made way to go visit the Angels of Death legion across the courtyard.
I unsheathed my sword in an instant only to swipe away one of DarknessAngel’s fire blast. Always challenging me to a duel and always trying to keep me on my toes. I smiled at DarknessAngel as I sheathed my sword. Mastaraider, the only active member of Angels of Death along with DarknessAngel came and greeted me. I sat down on a bench as we conversated for a bit seeing how we never had the chance to. A fine gentleman he is as I then went off to the SLAYERS sanction. Fudlow and Carloseus dueling each other with their weapons as I approached them. I did not want to disturb them as I said my greetings to the rest of the legion and see how they were doing.
Finishing my greetings with Ajax, one of Lord Elfen Lied’s scouts on horseback came purging through the front gates. I quickly gathered myself and rushed to hear the news as he delivered to Lord DarkJay. The message of an enormous army of unknown origins was heading this way towards Silver’s Citadel. The scout reported at least 5 brigades of regulars and 1000 soldiers under a clan’s flag thirty miles southeast of our position. This was no hell’s army nor were they friendly. A rival clan suggested was the clan of Ashelosch has came to claim our land. DarkJay ordered one of the guards to sound the alarm as he hastely went to Lord Elfen Lied to report. I quickly ran towards my quarters and screamed out to all legion commanders on my way, “To arms…to arms.” I assembled Sofawall, Shadows Wake and Winston, for they were the only ASSASSINS available and active. I smacked myself to only see 3 of my men here when they were needed the most.
I ordered Shadows Wake, the stealthiest of us ASSASSINS ahead and collect intelligence on the approaching enemy forces. With a single wisp…he disappeared into the shadows. Sofawall and Winston followed my lead as I needed them for whatever mission Lord Elfen Lied wished for us to undertake. As we headed towards the war room, Carloseus and his SLAYERS have already gathered almost his entire legion and made way to intercept Ashelosch’s clan. DarkJay and AcidReign followed right behind SLAYERS for support. “Finally, blood that needs to be shed. An opportunity I can never pass up!” I rolled my eyes as DarkJay grabbed his axe and sped passed me. I commanded a few legions as I almost reached the war room to take up defensive positions at the outskirts of our land.
As I entered into the great war room, Lord Elfen Lied commanded no strategic assassinations as he is unaware of this new threat. Within a few minutes, Shadows Wake returned and gave his intelligence report to Lord Elfen Lied. “Alright ASSASSINS, go do what you must to aid our legions in this new campaign.” We bowed before him and made way out of the war room and to defend our land of all of those whom stand in the way of our salvation.
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Well, after such a long time I decided to write a story. Here it is. :confused:
New Experiences
I woke to find myself surrounded in hair. I did not mind however. Slowly I slipped out of the large bed, and prepared for the exercises with Thasador. After armoring myself in the light plates I usually wore and my twin swords I slowly slipped out of my quarters, careful not to bother my female companion still asleep. I exited the building and took a deep breath of fresh air, at the distance was the rising sun bringing light to my day. I walked down the hushed streets, making my way to the training grounds just outside the city walls and where I would practice.
"A little late?" asked Thasador. I was on time, but he reffered to the roommate I had taken in weeks before. I smiled at him, and gave a swift nod at the other two behind him.
"Very well gentlemen, we are here to spar, and you are here to learn. You will need to learn your own fighting style, however Thasador and I are willing to let you watch us so you can learn from us." I said to Sofawall and Winston. The pair were almost inseperable, much like Thasador and I however I was of higher rank.
"So? Are we ready?" asked Thasador.
"Yes." said Winston.
I leapted at Thasador, and gave him a swift punch. He fell back and got his footing and drew his Shuriko. I drew out the massive blades on my back, and we clashed. Sparks showered us, a wicked smile now spread accross our faces. Winston and Sofawall were now backing off a bit from the action, careful not to get in the way or be in reach of our deadly blades. Not that I cared, and I doubted my friendly rival did as well.
We jumped back, only to clash again as a web of steel surrounded us. The fight began to move, and we kept up. We jumped around the field trying to gain some advantage over the other, a brilliant display of light and sparks as the fight dragged on. Nothing else mattered, nothing more than the two of us and the challenge at hand.
"So you two getting pretty close eh?" Thasador asked between the ringing of metal.
"Yea, I guess." I responded before unleashing a handful of fire onto his chest. He was thrown back several paces, and ground came up around his feet before he leapt after me and let a blast of ice upon me. My right arm froze though I kept fighting. His Shuriko showed no mercy even now that I had no second arm to fight with.
We continued the savage fight while my arm thawed, as soon as it did I gained my ground again to fight back. We were breathing heavily, the fight was slowing down though the intensity did not. I finally had my shot and i tore through his armor and into the flesh of his leg, I glanced up to gloat, only find his Shuriko sink into my stomach.
We stood there, waiting for the other to show sign of pain and therefore win. The blades were slowly drawn, and we still studied each other as we gasped at last unpained to fill our lungs. Sofawall and Winston ran over to see what was going on, I only healed my wound and Thas healed his. We shook arms, and a hearty pat on the shoulder ended the fight. Then I realized that the sun was high above us now.
"Have you two learned anything?" asked Thasador to the other two.
"Yes, never to mess with either of you." Winston laughed nervously. I shook his shoulder and nodded.
"That is good, what of the fight however?" I asked
"You two forget about your surroundings, focus in on your enemy. You both also fight on the offensive, you don't allow the fight turn against you." spoke Sofawall.
"Good! Tomorrow You guys can learn from Darkjay and myself, for now lets go get a drink." I said.
"But its so early!" replied Sofawall.
"Once you've gone through what we've done, time is no longer an absolute judge of activities." I said glancing over to Thasador. He grinned, knowing the second meaning I hinted at.
I merged my swords in two and placed them on my back where a harness kept them there. Thasador sheathed his sword as I noticed Winston eye my sword. I removed it once again, and offered the hilt to the intrigued young fighter. He took it, and it almost fell to the floor when I let go. He applied more effort, and managed to hold it up despite his arms were trembling. He swung it and it sunk dully into the ground, something he obviously had not intended. Sofawall walked over and tried to lift it. To everyone's surprise, he had much less trouble with it, He swung it around with much effort, but far more easy than Winston.
"The sword judges the handler, and that judgment is always changing. It plays with others as well, Thas you try." Thasador had handled the swords many times, even saved me with them once by using them against a great foe. Now however he was unable to lift them at all, against all logic and reason it fell to the floor making my best of friends seem weak compared to the other two. It floated up to my hand, and I put it again on my back.
"Now lets go get something to eat and drink." I said, and we left the training grounds as we walked to the city gates. Upon entering the city I noticed a woman walking towards us, at either side of her a young girl and a very young boy.
"Hail miss Thasador." I greeted her. Thasador shot me a jealous look.
"Hail sir Carloseus" she laughed back. I turned from her to the young girl. She had always been fascinated with magic, so I took her hand and on it placed a harmless flame. She squeeled in excitement and shook her hand in fright. The flame vanished, as I turned over to the youngest.
"Sammy. His namesake from Samurai eh?" I asked Thasador. He did not respond. I reached back, and drew out my sword. I seperated the two, and offered the handle to the toddler. He recognized this sword, but had not yet had the chance to touch it. He took the handle in his small hands, and to my amazement as well as the others around me he lifted it!
His balance was thrown off a bit, however he kept it straight and steady. A laugh escaped him, and he swung it straight at his father. I reacted instantly, and with magic forced the blade to change, Thasador was only hit with the flat of the blade on his chest. He was almost knocked backwards, and Sammy then directed his smile at me. He swung at me this time, sinking it deep into my right arm. I flinched slightly, and gently removed the blade from the infants hands. Everyone stood amazed at the boy's extraordinary power and already his understanding of the deadly weapon. I drew out my own sword from my arm, and healed it as we all stared down.
"You must've gotten it from your mother Sammy, because your father can't even lift this sword." I told him. Thasador punched me, and i patted his shoulder. He then walked to his wife and I turned to Winston and Sofawall.
"That is one strong kid." I said.They looked back at me in confusion.
"No matter what the sword judges, it cannot make itself lighter. This boy must be extremely strong or have tremendous favor from the sword for it to do something like that."
Thasador's family left, and we continued on to the bar.
We gathered mounts from the local barracks and set off east into the desert. My entire legion gathered into formation as they followed me to the battlezone. Winston drew out his sword as he awaited for an order for the battle was growing near. I ordered Winston and Sofawall a pincer manuever to the right and try to flank the rear commanding officers. Winston gave a salute as he took his brother in arms to the right swiftly. The rest of the Assassins followed me as i veered to the left. We approached a hill about 2 kilometers from the engagment zone. We observed all movements of the battle field. SLAYERS was smashing their way up the middle. AcidReign's Exiled Angels were set up on the right and Darkjay's men were set up on the left. This battle resembled that of the mighty battle between the Persian army and the Spartan warriors.
Ashelosch's clan were fierce warriors...something nothing the legionaires of SICK have every combat against. AcidReign's and Darkjay's legions were at the whim of skilled warriors whom were trained for many years in the art of war against other men. SLAYERS were holding up very well due to Carloseus's training with myself. But if AcidReign's and Darkjay's legions gave out, then SLAYERS would be surrounded. The battle brewed longer as AcidReign and Darkjay gave out mighty battle cries to keep their mens spirit alive. Darkjay created death and destruction with his mighty axe as AcidReign and his wizardry plagued the enemy. Carloseus and his twin blades struck fear in all that was in front of him as SLAYERS continued their onslaught. I looked off into the distance and found Winston and Sofawall standing on top of their slained targets. They then waved to me signaling their completion. I nodded and hand signaled them to continue slaying all officers of opportunity. I then ordered Shadows Wake and Aeolus to aid AcidReigns Legion. Shadows Wake projected his spot in battle and dissappeared into a shadow from a nearby tree. Aeolus summoned a cyclone that carried him to the battle field.
NoExplanation and I remained on top of the hill searching for the leader of Ashelosch's Clan. After scanning the battle field with no avail...we then took charge of the battle field. NoExplanation went his way to assist Carloseus and his SLAYERS as I went to cut off the reinforcements through the center. With still more than one hundred trained enemies engaging SICK, it seemed to be a long battle until...a loud shriek ripped across the sky. Many of us ducked in cover as we thought it was a meteor summoned by one of the foes. When we all looked up, a stream of light bellowed through the sky as we continued to battle Ashelosch's forces. As I approached the battle still confused of the stream of light across the sky, I unsheathed my Shuriko and began engaging the closest hostile. This was no ordinary engagement as most of us SICK was used to hack and slashing against Hell's minions, this was an army ready for one on one duels. I clashed my Shuriko against a warrior's scythe. Sparks filled the air around us. Spinning around after the parry, I cut the scythe handle in half and struck a fatal blow to the neck of my adversary. I then moved on to the next foe. A sorcerer stood ready with fire engulfing his fists. He launched the first attack as I stood firm and swiped the fire away with my enchanted sword. Once the cinders cleared the air, I disappeared with my god like speed and reappeared to his flank, driving the tip of my sword into his ribs. The battle continued without mercy.
Slashing a warrior's hand off and finishing him with a shot to the gut, the loud shriek returned to zip by over our heads. Soon after an earthquake pillaged through the enemy lines killing most of them. I looked up to the sky and glared out my Lord God himself at the battle field. He summoned power from his board and casted a massive energy blast at a legion in front of AcidReign's position. Watching my Lord deliver massive blows to Ashelosch's forces I almost forgot to keep up my guard. An arrow wizzed by my head as I took up arms again. The very sight of Lord Silver up lifted the men's moral and pushed forward. Lord Silver then dived down and created a shockwave that took half of the remaining forces off their feet. Darkjay looked in awe as he got excited and began slashing all the downed warriors with his mighty axe. Carloseus looked in laughter seeing Darkjay having his fun killing them as they were down. Lord Silver rose again from his assualt and shouted to the remaining enemy forces to retreat or be destroyed. With his mighty shout, all of Ashelosch's clan retreated back into the desert.
After a brief moment of silence, we gave a cheer for Lord Silver and began collecting the wounded and the dead. I sheathed my sword and turned to see Darkjay still having his fun with the wounded warriors. I shook my head and turned away with a smile creepy about on my face. We all gave our thanks to Lord Silver and gathered at Darkjay's tavern were we wait for him to open the doors after he got back from his "fun".
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Those before me shall quiver in my wake as I unleash the fury within!
Darkjay : let's follow him he could be in danger.
I : Whatever you say commander.
We ran after him till the middle of the woods but then he suddenly vanished.
At that time there was only one thought in my mind and that was -
From where did i come here? cuz it looked like a river of trees flowing to all the sides continuesly.
We had a conversation :
Darkjay : let's find him, anywhere and everywhere.
I : It's midnight the time for nocturnal hunting.
Darkjay : are you frightened.
I : i said the poor animals would be frightened.
Laugh*
We both traveled an circled the vilage but were not able to know where did he go. Suddenly we saw a shadow running through the forest and we at once ran after it and when we reached the place what we saw was :
He was placing a big jewel onto an altar and then striking it with a hammer in front of a statue of a demon and whenever he striked a stone a soul came out and gave life to the statue and he had about hundred stones.
After a moment the statue came to life and became over fifty feet tall.
The statue then killed that man and went towards the villagers encampment.
We came in front of that statue and warned it but the staue treid to baash us with his great hand. But as he pushed his hand towards us it flew about in the air cut by the great axe of Darkjay.
Darkjay : Want another one , ha ?
A voice came HHAHHHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHa
And the statue grew about 10 more hands. I was much surprised but darkjay was not at all surprised. He took his axe and wounded the statue badly but the statue had no pain or effect.
I took out my flamberge and companied darkjay , together we charged towards the statue and sent our weapons through his body .
But he threw us and aided his wounds , he also summoned an army of 100 ghouls which had the ability to regenerate.
We killed all of them hundreds of timess but they regenerated .
We had no fear of dying but had fear that if it reached the village it could destroy it. Darkjay took out a horn and blew it so hard that it's voice traveled through half the world but it's message was only understandabe by the '' Legion of the damned''.
We continued our fight to the staue and it's minions to distract them from the village and in a moment or so Fury came leading whole of aur army and together we killed all of his minions and then they had no one to provide life to them cause their master too was in great trouble.
Darkjay : Today one more evil should be cleansed or else it would infet more of our villagers.
Charge*
We charged together with our deadly weapons open and together striked the demon and drained whole of his life and cleaned the slightest mark of his presense.
Darkjay : This proved to be a damned day but it was just a small member of the great army of the hell we'll face more and much mighty qpponents in the future but we'll win.
''Zubin, I've always imagined you as a crazy raver. The kinda guy that spends all night dancing to trance music while waving glow sticks and popping ecstasy.'' - Murderface
Chapter One: Scars Of The Past
It was a full moon that lighted their path as they hurried to the Tower. Twelve figures, all with hooded robes, were walking with a sense of haste. The last two were carrying a bound and gagged woman who was late into her pregnancy. As they made their way closer to their goal the woods silenced in their presence, they could sense the evil.
"How much more time do we have" The robed figure in front said, her voice sounding like poisoned honey.
"Her contractions are five minutes apart" answered one of the men carrying the woman, "we have enough time."
"Perfect" whispered the woman as the Tower came into view.
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The Tower was imposing, even if it was almost a ruin. Eight stories high with just two exits, the padlocked door at its base and the barred window at the top. The tower also had a certain power on those in its vicinity. In the towers area you could feel its previous owners rage, despair, and want of freedom. Candle would be blown out without wind and batteries would be drained. But the robed ones could see every blade of grass as if the sun was in the middle of the sky with the light of the moon.
As they neared the doors they showed no surprise as the padlock fell to the ground, unlocked without the key.
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They climbed up the eight stories, silent except for the moans of the woman in labor. The stairs ended in a single room containing nothing but a woman's corpse. As the group entered the room the bound woman tried to break her bond and scream a name when she saw the corpse but was knocked unconscious with a syringe into her jugular. As was planned, her body was placed next to the corpse as the moonlight fell onto both of them. The twelve then pulled down their hoods and stood in a circle around the two women as the leader of the group started her speech.
"Four hundred years we have waited for this night. This night four hundred years ago our Countess said with her dieing breath that she would someday return. Today is that day. As the prophesy states, the first son of the Bathory clan will be born tonight. We will give his blood to the Countess and she will live again!" declared the woman, "Get the child." As one of the hooded ones pulled out a ceremonial dagger the mother worked the gag of and yelled out.
"DON'T TOUCH ME! HELP ME! SOMEONE SAVE MY BABY! HEEEEEEE-"
As her stomach was spilled open she fell silent.
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"Hurry! The guards will have heard her scream!" The woman said with fear in her eyes.
The child covered with blood was handed to her. As she touched him, the child started crying loudly, almost drowning out the footsteps of the Tower guard running up the stairs with superhuman speed.
"GIVE ME THE KNIFE! NOW!" the woman yelled over the babies shriek, “TAKE THIS SACRIFICE, MY QUEEN! AND RETURN TO YOUR GLORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The knife swung toward the child's neck as a bullet blasted into the robed leader's skull, killing her instantly and making her drop the child. As one of the soldiers grabbed the child and comforted him, the rest shot the remaining robed ones with a single bullet between the eyes for each of them.
As the last one slumped to the ground, the child's mother, forgotten in the mayhem, called to the soldier holding her child.
With a small breath she whispered to the soldier
"Take care of my little Zubin."
As she closed her eyes with peace, sixteen year old Zubin woke in a cold sweat.
''Zubin, I've always imagined you as a crazy raver. The kinda guy that spends all night dancing to trance music while waving glow sticks and popping ecstasy.'' - Murderface
It lies at the end of the world, and there I am bound, for Ka controls me.
Ka, known to some as Fate, is like a wind, you cannot catch it, you cannot stop it, it merely takes you along for the ride
I am searching for the Tower. I have known many, and killed many more, some I loved, to reach the Dark Tower.
For if Ka wills it, it will be done. Ka is defied at a price far to great to comprehend.
For I also wish to see who resides in the top room of the Tower, who controls all that is, or perhaps I will find it empty.
I am Roland Deschain of the Line of Eld, out of Gilead that was.
I am of the Ka-tet of Assassins, under our Lord God Silversurfnstud.
I search for the Tower.
I left the tavern with my money bag considerably lighter but no new information. But wait, what was that... A shape in the shadows, and it was armed! I drew my two crossbows, fast as lightning, and fired at the shape, but he was as fast if not faster than me and managed to catch both bolts on his blade, then approached with blinding speed. Within a second, my enemy had crossed the muddy street and had his shukiro at my throat, demanding answers. Well, what could I say? Only the truth. soon others had gathered around, one had a sword slung across his back, and a shock of blue hair. Later I was to learn that this young man, largely responsible for saving me, was named Winston.
I explaned that I was new to the area, and sensed I was beng followed. Being an assassin, I know all too well the power of a strike from the shadows, so I took pre-emptive acton. after some mutterings and discussion, I was allowed to stand, and was escorted into the Tavern...
Minus the gun and the roses.
Weaponry: A pair of custom built hand crossbows, repeating, 5 bolt clips. Can fire modified bolts including explosive, incendiary and net. Bag of holding in the from of an ammo bandolere, holds clips.
Skills: Extremely fast hands, master and champion of the quick draw. Reload just as fast. Unnatural skill at moving quietly and detecting others.
Twas a norm morning at the castle, The usual was taking place, Thasador was passed out near his front door(he almost made it this time) Carloseus was sparring with other SLAYERS, Elfen Lied had not slept again and was yet again working hard on guild documents. The morning had a crisp chill to it and was mostly quiet except the occasianl grunt from DarkJay Swinging his axe into the ground creating a shockwave blast from the floor.
I had awoken a bit later than i had hoped, but none the less it was time to make the daily rounds, All Scouts had checked in to report another peacful night at the castle, all Scouts Except one. one was missing. a fairly new recruit to SICK. i rounded up a few Legionaires to search the castle perimeters, but this was to no avail.
Elfen Lied pulled up the missing scouts records and we reviewed them, Elfen and i both senced the feeling at the same time and without words we both hurried to the Clan Hall, Elfen Explained to the men..it only took 1 word to rustle the mens attention "SPY" , The new recruit had recond the castle for a local guild on the rise. The Spy had to be stopped befor he could return to his Clan and give them the knowledge, I estimated we had close to 3 hours befor he would be home free. This being a rival Clan i gave the Quest to the ASSASSINS as it deemed to fall into their field. Thasador quickly gathered his supplies and some men and set out on horseback
3 hours solid ride to make up nearly 7 hours of lost time..could it be done? i had the utmost confidence in the ASSASSINS
They eventually found the trail of the Spy who was on foot. The spy having begun to realised he was being chased shot up a recon flair which signaled his clan for immediate help a near half mile away. Within minuts nearly 30 men on horseback came charging in. The Spy continued to run back to camp. Thasador told his men to charge the spy and not to let him reach the camp alive as he dealt with the 30 mounted warriors. Thasador stayed mounted as well and charged into the wall of enemy horses. Without hesitation nearly a dozen spears swung at Thasador. He leaped backwards off his horse pulling a flying backflip while unsheathing his Shuriko, miliseconds befor he landed to the ground he swung wide and knocked a mans strong arm to the floor. Thasador smiled as blood splashed his face. He closed his eyes and his inner demon took over like a machine. Duck, roll left, slash left, block, swing wide, parry with sword, duck, slash again, block, kick, jump high and outta the chaos, Evaluate the damge...
12 dead in a mere 8 seconds.
The other ASSASSINS had nearly reached the SPY, all it took was a simple low leval fireball at the back of the spy to knock him to his knees. and with one pass 5 swords stuck the spy and that was the end for him. They Returned into the other direction to assist Thasador. Thasador now covered in blood head to toe was calling the remaing 20 or so men in 1 at a time. The first one who came in droped his spear and pulled out a long sword. Thasador bows and the man strikes while thasy head is down, Bad idea, Thasador ducks the cheap slash and quickly decapitates the dishonorable enemy. next enemy waste no time and charges thasador on horseback, He parrys the enemies spear and slices the enemy in the back as he rides by, the man falls off his horse and lays unable to move. Thasador now calls in 3 men at once and halts them for merely a second so that he can have a drink. he tels them to come forward...he throws the bottle into the air, spins and bats the bottle with his sword, shattering the glass as the shards go into all 3 enemies throats.
by now the rest of the ASSASSINS have arrived and watch . Thasador taking a second to smile at his comrades, The 15 remaining enemies charge thasador at once and as thasy jumps high to stop from being killed a shoulder bashes his legs and sends him rolling to the ground, instantly to his feet. Thasador throwing his sword into the mob of enemies takes out 1 and thasador walks away chuggin the rest of his brew, while nodding to the rest of the legion to mop up the remaining guys. They head home to report the news
Mission Succesful
SICK Casualties - 00
Injuries - 01
note on injury - Thasador punched Carloseus upon return to castle for not keeping an eye on his women while he was away
Carloseus laughed it off
All went well at Lord God Silver’s might citadel. I returned to my quarters from the exciting quest, ASSASSINS first mission from Lord Silver. Sitting at my old, hand carved, desk filling out a report to send to Lord Elfen Lied when all of the sudden a messenger barged in through the front door of my quarters. The messenger, out of breathe, tried to give the news to me. I sat him down on my bench and gave him a beer while he caught his breathe. He looked straight into my eyes and told me news of my son, Samuel. I rushed to the outskirts of Silver’s citadel where all the families of SICK reside. I ran around the corner to find my family’s home. I went through the front door and searched for Allison. She was no where to be found. Brianne, my daughter was in the backyard training with her kuni and asked her the whereabouts to her mother and brother. She told me that they went to the nearby town for some food. I took foot in my travel to the town of Dakresh and scanned the town square for my beloved. A crowd gathered around the market and a weeping cry was heard about. There in the middle of the crowd I found Allison on the ground crying with blood smeared all over. I grabbed her to her feet and asked what had happened to you and Samuel. She was hesitant to tell me as I feared the worst. Suddenly my Insanity of War spirit came out and I was enraged, screaming revenge of the one whom has spilt the blood of my son. She grabbed my armor down with force and snapped me out of my War spirit and told me what happened to our son. She pointed into the back of the Market where I glanced out and saw more blood over the walls and counters. I dashed with haste to the back of the room and saw my son over two corpses with blood painted all over him. An aura gleamed over him like he was possessed.
He glared at me as I approached and I knew something was wrong with him. He grabbed a butcher knife off the ground and try to attack me. I then took a step back and disarmed him and held him down to the ground. I thought to myself how a child at the age of 1 ½ can do this. I grabbed him with restraint and Allison and started to head back to Silver’s citadel. As we traveled back to the citadel, Samuel repetitively tried to break my grasp around him. I held him like a satchel of meat. I finally went to sleep as tired from his constant struggle to break away from me. Allison cried the entire trip back as she was afraid of what he has done to those two men in the market. I put my arm around her as I tried my best to comfort her. We arrived to see my men awaiting for me as they too have heard the news. I then approached one of Lord Silver’s elite guards and asked for an audience with Lord Silver himself. The guard told me to await in the atrium as he rushed to Lord Silver’s throne room. After a few moments, Lord Silver came out to the atrium himself to see what had happened to my son. I pleaded him to help me and my son.
He glared at my son and laughed. At first I took offense but then he assured me not to. He sat down besides us and told me that my curse flows in my son’s veins. I looked in Allison’s eyes as she gave me this confused and angered look. I thanked Lord Silver for his time and wisdom and headed to my militant quarters. I laid him down on my bunk and told Allison to go home. As she closed the door, Samuel awoke and was crying. I sent a legionnaire for a favor for some milk at the nearby farm. He came back with much haste as I payed him for his time and effort. Samuel grabbed the milk from my hands and sucked it down as he dreamt off back to sleep.
Hours went by until several knocks on my door grabbed my attention. A squad of the town’s guards asked for my audience downstairs in the courtyard. As I approached the courtyard one of the guards attempted to assassinate me from behind for what my son has done. I rolled out in front of me and dodge his sword. I then grabbed one of the guards foot by reflex and twist it around as I continued to roll. The remaining two guards then charged after me. I tried to stop them with reasoning but they did not listen as they continued to charge me. I unsheathed my sword and cut their swords right in half with blinding speed. Nearby…Carloseus, Winston, and Sofawall heard the commotion and came to my aid. Winston unsheathed his massive bastard sword and engaged one of the guards. Sofawall ran around the battle to try to flank the remaining guards. As he did this, more men came rushing through the courtyard with weapons drawn behind Sofawall. Carloseus then teleported between the enemies and sofawall. He drew out his massive swords with a smile and asked “Who shall taste my blades?” The soldiers stood weary as they hesitated with Carloseus at front. Sofawall slained one of the guards then went to assist Winston as his foe equipped a Halbeird. A weapon that has much avantage over his bastard sword. Carloseus then charged at the squad of men with his mighty swords ready to strike. To his unwilling surprise, the men fled in retreat out of Silver’s Citadel.
Carloseus got pissed and threw a rock at the retreating men. I was still engaged to one of the soldiers as he seemed quite skilled in combat. I assumed this was the leader of the squad. With Sofawall and Winston finishing up the man with the Halbeird and Carloseus coming up to me with a frown, the leader of the soldiers surrendered. Sofawall and Winston halted their attack and arrested the soldier they were combating. Carloseus shrugged his shoulders with more disappointment and grabbed the man with anger. I sheathed my sword and arrested the leader and took him and his man to Imperator Elfen Lied for judgment and trial. Carloseus and I awaited with Sofawall and Winston in the atrium for Lord Elfen Lied’s sentencing for attacking SICK members and intruding on Lord God Silver’s Citadel without permission. I had no time for this as I had to attend to my son back in my quarters. Carloseus pushed me as I was awaiting and knew of this. “Go to your quarters stupid…I can always come to you to tell you what happens.” I slapped Carloseus in the face like how a brother does to one another and headed back to my quarters. I walked in to see my son gazing at one of my swords that I collected from my foes on my wall. He then looked at me with his innocent eyes and began to talk baby gibberish to me like I am supposed to under stand him. Carloseus then opened my door with a smile on his face and sarcastically and immaturely said, “Your in trouble…your in trouble lol”. I rolled my eyes and asked him to watch my son. Carloseus then fast-walked past me and playfully tackled my son as I headed out the door.
Lord Elfen Lied and Lord Silver were awaiting for me as I saw the men being dragged into the dungeon. They asked of why I had not told them about what my son has done. I replied with of only concern to my son’s well being. They then said that since the town’s guards tried to assassinate me, that they will send a report of caution when approached by a situation like this. I was off the hook. I exited Lord Elfen Lied’s execution chamber and was tackled by Winston and Sofawall. They seemed so relieved to not see me in shackles. I thought to myself…why has this day came to be with a disappointed look on my face.
Many days has passed since the incident occurred with Samuel and his inherited power of my own, Samuel now returning quickly to the peaceful son of Thasador. I awoke one morning in my home to my lovely wife sleeping besides me, sleeping with elegancy and beauty. I went downstairs and saw my daughter dedicating herself daily, of her warrior skills. Samuel running around the main hall, climbing on top of what ever furniture he could find. A normal, yet beautiful day for a man, I thought to myself. I gathered my wardrobe and gear to begin my day. Before I sat out to my quarters, I gave each of my family members a kiss on the head and waved them farewell.
When I arrived at Lord Silver’s Citadel, a strange feeling aroused me as if I was supposed to know something. I paid no attention to this as I continued my way through the towering gates of Silver’s Citadel and towards my quarters. On my way to my quarters, I witnessed on the sparring grounds the future prodigies of ASSASSINS, Winston and Sofawall maintaining discipline and skill. I stood there for a moment off to the distance and watched both of them teaching each other what the other does not know. This put a smile on my face as they are pair not to be parted. I continued my way to my quarters, passing through the many halls of the legions. I quickly sat down at my desk to finish my daily report and paperwork, so I may go on with my personal meditation and training. Myself being frustrated viewing the roster of my legion of assassins. Jealousy seems to creep on my shoulders for Carloseus’s SLAYERS still the most active and disciplined unit of SICK.
Carloseus has always been my brother, my family, yet I have always stridden to do better. He has been an inspiration in my life, which taught me everything that is needed to do well in battle. I have always imagined if I surpassed Carloseus in any area as an officer of SICK, then I have passed his test that he has always bestowed upon me. My lieutenant rarely in his quarters as well as both of my sergeants in-active…I cringed as my legion was becoming unorganized. I wrote out a notice to all ASSASSINS requiring more activeness and training to rally our legion back together. After a few moments of pondering, I took the time to write two additional, yet important letters to Lord Elfen Lied himself. Grabbing my armor and my Shuriko, I set out to the courtyard where most warriors of SICK gather.
Walking around the courtyard, I came across Lord AcidReign’s legion, GXAII. There I congratulated Siaynoq on his new promotion. Wished him the best of luck as he continued to study advanced strategies to be prepared for second in command. AlphaX and Mobbin were getting ready to head for the sparring grounds. I then made way to go visit the Angels of Death legion across the courtyard.
I unsheathed my sword in an instant only to swipe away one of DarknessAngel’s fire blast. Always challenging me to a duel and always trying to keep me on my toes. I smiled at DarknessAngel as I sheathed my sword. Mastaraider, the only active member of Angels of Death along with DarknessAngel came and greeted me. I sat down on a bench as we conversated for a bit seeing how we never had the chance to. A fine gentleman he is as I then went off to the SLAYERS sanction. Fudlow and Carloseus dueling each other with their weapons as I approached them. I did not want to disturb them as I said my greetings to the rest of the legion and see how they were doing.
Finishing my greetings with Ajax, one of Lord Elfen Lied’s scouts on horseback came purging through the front gates. I quickly gathered myself and rushed to hear the news as he delivered to Lord DarkJay. The message of an enormous army of unknown origins was heading this way towards Silver’s Citadel. The scout reported at least 5 brigades of regulars and 1000 soldiers under a clan’s flag thirty miles southeast of our position. This was no hell’s army nor were they friendly. A rival clan suggested was the clan of Ashelosch has came to claim our land. DarkJay ordered one of the guards to sound the alarm as he hastely went to Lord Elfen Lied to report. I quickly ran towards my quarters and screamed out to all legion commanders on my way, “To arms…to arms.” I assembled Sofawall, Shadows Wake and Winston, for they were the only ASSASSINS available and active. I smacked myself to only see 3 of my men here when they were needed the most.
I ordered Shadows Wake, the stealthiest of us ASSASSINS ahead and collect intelligence on the approaching enemy forces. With a single wisp…he disappeared into the shadows. Sofawall and Winston followed my lead as I needed them for whatever mission Lord Elfen Lied wished for us to undertake. As we headed towards the war room, Carloseus and his SLAYERS have already gathered almost his entire legion and made way to intercept Ashelosch’s clan. DarkJay and AcidReign followed right behind SLAYERS for support. “Finally, blood that needs to be shed. An opportunity I can never pass up!” I rolled my eyes as DarkJay grabbed his axe and sped passed me. I commanded a few legions as I almost reached the war room to take up defensive positions at the outskirts of our land.
As I entered into the great war room, Lord Elfen Lied commanded no strategic assassinations as he is unaware of this new threat. Within a few minutes, Shadows Wake returned and gave his intelligence report to Lord Elfen Lied. “Alright ASSASSINS, go do what you must to aid our legions in this new campaign.” We bowed before him and made way out of the war room and to defend our land of all of those whom stand in the way of our salvation.
I woke to find myself surrounded in hair. I did not mind however. Slowly I slipped out of the large bed, and prepared for the exercises with Thasador. After armoring myself in the light plates I usually wore and my twin swords I slowly slipped out of my quarters, careful not to bother my female companion still asleep. I exited the building and took a deep breath of fresh air, at the distance was the rising sun bringing light to my day. I walked down the hushed streets, making my way to the training grounds just outside the city walls and where I would practice.
"A little late?" asked Thasador. I was on time, but he reffered to the roommate I had taken in weeks before. I smiled at him, and gave a swift nod at the other two behind him.
"Very well gentlemen, we are here to spar, and you are here to learn. You will need to learn your own fighting style, however Thasador and I are willing to let you watch us so you can learn from us." I said to Sofawall and Winston. The pair were almost inseperable, much like Thasador and I however I was of higher rank.
"So? Are we ready?" asked Thasador.
"Yes." said Winston.
I leapted at Thasador, and gave him a swift punch. He fell back and got his footing and drew his Shuriko. I drew out the massive blades on my back, and we clashed. Sparks showered us, a wicked smile now spread accross our faces. Winston and Sofawall were now backing off a bit from the action, careful not to get in the way or be in reach of our deadly blades. Not that I cared, and I doubted my friendly rival did as well.
We jumped back, only to clash again as a web of steel surrounded us. The fight began to move, and we kept up. We jumped around the field trying to gain some advantage over the other, a brilliant display of light and sparks as the fight dragged on. Nothing else mattered, nothing more than the two of us and the challenge at hand.
"So you two getting pretty close eh?" Thasador asked between the ringing of metal.
"Yea, I guess." I responded before unleashing a handful of fire onto his chest. He was thrown back several paces, and ground came up around his feet before he leapt after me and let a blast of ice upon me. My right arm froze though I kept fighting. His Shuriko showed no mercy even now that I had no second arm to fight with.
We continued the savage fight while my arm thawed, as soon as it did I gained my ground again to fight back. We were breathing heavily, the fight was slowing down though the intensity did not. I finally had my shot and i tore through his armor and into the flesh of his leg, I glanced up to gloat, only find his Shuriko sink into my stomach.
We stood there, waiting for the other to show sign of pain and therefore win. The blades were slowly drawn, and we still studied each other as we gasped at last unpained to fill our lungs. Sofawall and Winston ran over to see what was going on, I only healed my wound and Thas healed his. We shook arms, and a hearty pat on the shoulder ended the fight. Then I realized that the sun was high above us now.
"Have you two learned anything?" asked Thasador to the other two.
"Yes, never to mess with either of you." Winston laughed nervously. I shook his shoulder and nodded.
"That is good, what of the fight however?" I asked
"You two forget about your surroundings, focus in on your enemy. You both also fight on the offensive, you don't allow the fight turn against you." spoke Sofawall.
"Good! Tomorrow You guys can learn from Darkjay and myself, for now lets go get a drink." I said.
"But its so early!" replied Sofawall.
"Once you've gone through what we've done, time is no longer an absolute judge of activities." I said glancing over to Thasador. He grinned, knowing the second meaning I hinted at.
I merged my swords in two and placed them on my back where a harness kept them there. Thasador sheathed his sword as I noticed Winston eye my sword. I removed it once again, and offered the hilt to the intrigued young fighter. He took it, and it almost fell to the floor when I let go. He applied more effort, and managed to hold it up despite his arms were trembling. He swung it and it sunk dully into the ground, something he obviously had not intended. Sofawall walked over and tried to lift it. To everyone's surprise, he had much less trouble with it, He swung it around with much effort, but far more easy than Winston.
"The sword judges the handler, and that judgment is always changing. It plays with others as well, Thas you try." Thasador had handled the swords many times, even saved me with them once by using them against a great foe. Now however he was unable to lift them at all, against all logic and reason it fell to the floor making my best of friends seem weak compared to the other two. It floated up to my hand, and I put it again on my back.
"Now lets go get something to eat and drink." I said, and we left the training grounds as we walked to the city gates. Upon entering the city I noticed a woman walking towards us, at either side of her a young girl and a very young boy.
"Hail miss Thasador." I greeted her. Thasador shot me a jealous look.
"Hail sir Carloseus" she laughed back. I turned from her to the young girl. She had always been fascinated with magic, so I took her hand and on it placed a harmless flame. She squeeled in excitement and shook her hand in fright. The flame vanished, as I turned over to the youngest.
"Sammy. His namesake from Samurai eh?" I asked Thasador. He did not respond. I reached back, and drew out my sword. I seperated the two, and offered the handle to the toddler. He recognized this sword, but had not yet had the chance to touch it. He took the handle in his small hands, and to my amazement as well as the others around me he lifted it!
His balance was thrown off a bit, however he kept it straight and steady. A laugh escaped him, and he swung it straight at his father. I reacted instantly, and with magic forced the blade to change, Thasador was only hit with the flat of the blade on his chest. He was almost knocked backwards, and Sammy then directed his smile at me. He swung at me this time, sinking it deep into my right arm. I flinched slightly, and gently removed the blade from the infants hands. Everyone stood amazed at the boy's extraordinary power and already his understanding of the deadly weapon. I drew out my own sword from my arm, and healed it as we all stared down.
"You must've gotten it from your mother Sammy, because your father can't even lift this sword." I told him. Thasador punched me, and i patted his shoulder. He then walked to his wife and I turned to Winston and Sofawall.
"That is one strong kid." I said.They looked back at me in confusion.
"No matter what the sword judges, it cannot make itself lighter. This boy must be extremely strong or have tremendous favor from the sword for it to do something like that."
Thasador's family left, and we continued on to the bar.
We gathered mounts from the local barracks and set off east into the desert. My entire legion gathered into formation as they followed me to the battlezone. Winston drew out his sword as he awaited for an order for the battle was growing near. I ordered Winston and Sofawall a pincer manuever to the right and try to flank the rear commanding officers. Winston gave a salute as he took his brother in arms to the right swiftly. The rest of the Assassins followed me as i veered to the left. We approached a hill about 2 kilometers from the engagment zone. We observed all movements of the battle field. SLAYERS was smashing their way up the middle. AcidReign's Exiled Angels were set up on the right and Darkjay's men were set up on the left. This battle resembled that of the mighty battle between the Persian army and the Spartan warriors.
Ashelosch's clan were fierce warriors...something nothing the legionaires of SICK have every combat against. AcidReign's and Darkjay's legions were at the whim of skilled warriors whom were trained for many years in the art of war against other men. SLAYERS were holding up very well due to Carloseus's training with myself. But if AcidReign's and Darkjay's legions gave out, then SLAYERS would be surrounded. The battle brewed longer as AcidReign and Darkjay gave out mighty battle cries to keep their mens spirit alive. Darkjay created death and destruction with his mighty axe as AcidReign and his wizardry plagued the enemy. Carloseus and his twin blades struck fear in all that was in front of him as SLAYERS continued their onslaught. I looked off into the distance and found Winston and Sofawall standing on top of their slained targets. They then waved to me signaling their completion. I nodded and hand signaled them to continue slaying all officers of opportunity. I then ordered Shadows Wake and Aeolus to aid AcidReigns Legion. Shadows Wake projected his spot in battle and dissappeared into a shadow from a nearby tree. Aeolus summoned a cyclone that carried him to the battle field.
NoExplanation and I remained on top of the hill searching for the leader of Ashelosch's Clan. After scanning the battle field with no avail...we then took charge of the battle field. NoExplanation went his way to assist Carloseus and his SLAYERS as I went to cut off the reinforcements through the center. With still more than one hundred trained enemies engaging SICK, it seemed to be a long battle until...a loud shriek ripped across the sky. Many of us ducked in cover as we thought it was a meteor summoned by one of the foes. When we all looked up, a stream of light bellowed through the sky as we continued to battle Ashelosch's forces. As I approached the battle still confused of the stream of light across the sky, I unsheathed my Shuriko and began engaging the closest hostile. This was no ordinary engagement as most of us SICK was used to hack and slashing against Hell's minions, this was an army ready for one on one duels. I clashed my Shuriko against a warrior's scythe. Sparks filled the air around us. Spinning around after the parry, I cut the scythe handle in half and struck a fatal blow to the neck of my adversary. I then moved on to the next foe. A sorcerer stood ready with fire engulfing his fists. He launched the first attack as I stood firm and swiped the fire away with my enchanted sword. Once the cinders cleared the air, I disappeared with my god like speed and reappeared to his flank, driving the tip of my sword into his ribs. The battle continued without mercy.
Slashing a warrior's hand off and finishing him with a shot to the gut, the loud shriek returned to zip by over our heads. Soon after an earthquake pillaged through the enemy lines killing most of them. I looked up to the sky and glared out my Lord God himself at the battle field. He summoned power from his board and casted a massive energy blast at a legion in front of AcidReign's position. Watching my Lord deliver massive blows to Ashelosch's forces I almost forgot to keep up my guard. An arrow wizzed by my head as I took up arms again. The very sight of Lord Silver up lifted the men's moral and pushed forward. Lord Silver then dived down and created a shockwave that took half of the remaining forces off their feet. Darkjay looked in awe as he got excited and began slashing all the downed warriors with his mighty axe. Carloseus looked in laughter seeing Darkjay having his fun killing them as they were down. Lord Silver rose again from his assualt and shouted to the remaining enemy forces to retreat or be destroyed. With his mighty shout, all of Ashelosch's clan retreated back into the desert.
After a brief moment of silence, we gave a cheer for Lord Silver and began collecting the wounded and the dead. I sheathed my sword and turned to see Darkjay still having his fun with the wounded warriors. I shook my head and turned away with a smile creepy about on my face. We all gave our thanks to Lord Silver and gathered at Darkjay's tavern were we wait for him to open the doors after he got back from his "fun".