01-13-2011, 02:33 PM
My forty seventh assassination. My heart is beating faster than usual, the adrenaline is flowing through my veins. Funny, as I've done this countless times before. I am a bit scared, though the fear is exceeded by the excitement.
It was still morning. Early, early morning. Darkness was spread across the sky, just as if it was midnight, and the foggy air was merely one of the obstacles, slowing the way between Kirabo and his target down. The tiny Gnome's head decorated with the pink hair was the only thing visible from behind a rock. He was re-browsing his colorful arsenal of weapons, counting out loud.
"One, two, three..." - yet he stopped as he caught sight of Milly, his fourth dagger. He frowned, turning the dagger sideways, upwards, downwards, in every direction until he made sure she's ready. The four daggers were in the cartridge as soon as he was done examining. He kept on counting.
"four, six, seven, eight..." The next four were planted on his shoulder pads, two on each. He kept on counting and, finally, got ready.
I hopped over the rock and slid down the large fortress bridge, scaling the bricks under it. As I made my way towards the entrance, I found out it was heavily guarded.
He pulled himself up the stone construction, and as he was in mid-air, two daggers flew from his direction towards the guards. As the Gnome landed, the guards were laying cold. Kirabo approached the main gate, though took a spin and leaped to the side, towards the walls. He decided to climb the walls, instead of going through the main gate.
As I scaled the walls, I had vision of the whole fort yards. I took my time to plan my next steps carefully before proceeding.
He hopped off the stone structure, pressing a button on his waist. A parachute burst opened from his back, escorting him to a safe landing behind a building. As he landed, he took a few steps to the corner of the house, peeking out. Nobody was there so he carefully sneaked out into the yard.
It was as quiet as death out there. No people, no nothing. I found my way to the castle gates, to find that it was heavily guarded. I tried to sneak around, but...
The guards spotted his distinctive pink hair, which was a contrast to the dying barren. They charged at him, and as soon as they reached their destination, they were caught in a layer of dense smoke. In mere moments, the tiny pink figure was the only one left standing, bent forwards, breathing heavily. As the smoke dispersed, it revealed a few cuts on his chest and arms, and save for that and exhaustion, he was fine.
Silly Humans, careless and over-confident. That will be the doom of them one day. I took a few careful steps into the fort. It seemed empty, so I took a bow before leaping high into the air, hopping onto the pillar. I was told that the pillar is connected through the first floor's ceiling, which would be an excellent way for me to slide closer to my target.
It was true, as he tip-toed across the wide pole above the clueless guards' heads. He made his way onto the second floor, which seemed completely unguarded. He was wrong, and that was clear the same moment when a masked Sin'Dorei approached him slowly. She was dressed in black leather, wielding two blades and quite a few daggers on her waist. She casually moved towards Kirabo, looking straight into his eyes. Her look was one to resemble a smile, though even covered by the mask, it was clear she was wickedly grinning.
The Elf was beautiful, unlike anything I've seen before, though seemed cold and evil. The way her hands were frozen next to her body expressed a type of skill she had possessed. Precision, accuracy.
The Gnome had noticed that he was in a disadvantage, though his keen intellect and cunning caused him to naturally leap to the side, dodging an incoming dagger by an inch. As he took a deep breath, he leaped high, spinning while tossing daggers in the direction of the Blood Child. Funnily enough, as he stopped spinning and got to safe ground, he was surprised by the fact that all the daggers were stuck in a door which were behind the Sin'Dorei's position.
What is this? She was there, I saw her! Am I going mad? I looked around carefully, but she was gone.
Kirabo had now been in front of his target's door. The daggers he had retrieved from the door in which they were stuck sometime earlier were now in their cartridges, carefully counted and ready to roll. He closed his eyes as he turned, walking into the room. After his fourth step he opened his eyes, looking around. Daneo, the fort commander, was sitting in his chair, his eyes presenting a reflection of the fireplace which was in front of him.
So, you've finally come.
-His voice was calm, yet vibrating and unnatural.
My target was awkward. He was calm, and seemed to have been expecting me. I took a number of steps forwards with my hands ready on the hilts of my blades.
"Assuming you actually knew I was coming, you know why I am here, hm?"
Daneo stood up from his chair and pulled his blade out without hesitation or remorse. He charged at the Gnome, waving his sword at him senselessly. Kirabo kept on stepping sideways, backwards, forwards and between his legs. At a moment he had made contact with his pockets, though with yet unknown reasons.
He kept on swinging at me until his hands froze. His facial expression was pointing out fear and confusion. It was my duty to explain what happened before I finished my quest.
"As you were blindly attacking me, I slid this gadget into your pocket. A poison-box, to be exact. It's consisted of countless poisonous needles which injected paralyzing toxins into your blood flow. You won't be able to move for the following ten minutes, though you will not have that long."
The little creature hopped up to Daneo's head height, spinning a full circle with his arms extended, blades in his hands. His left blade flew through the Human's throat, leaving him dead cold on the floor. Kirabo hopped out the window, disappearing without trace...
It was still morning. Early, early morning. Darkness was spread across the sky, just as if it was midnight, and the foggy air was merely one of the obstacles, slowing the way between Kirabo and his target down. The tiny Gnome's head decorated with the pink hair was the only thing visible from behind a rock. He was re-browsing his colorful arsenal of weapons, counting out loud.
"One, two, three..." - yet he stopped as he caught sight of Milly, his fourth dagger. He frowned, turning the dagger sideways, upwards, downwards, in every direction until he made sure she's ready. The four daggers were in the cartridge as soon as he was done examining. He kept on counting.
"four, six, seven, eight..." The next four were planted on his shoulder pads, two on each. He kept on counting and, finally, got ready.
I hopped over the rock and slid down the large fortress bridge, scaling the bricks under it. As I made my way towards the entrance, I found out it was heavily guarded.
He pulled himself up the stone construction, and as he was in mid-air, two daggers flew from his direction towards the guards. As the Gnome landed, the guards were laying cold. Kirabo approached the main gate, though took a spin and leaped to the side, towards the walls. He decided to climb the walls, instead of going through the main gate.
As I scaled the walls, I had vision of the whole fort yards. I took my time to plan my next steps carefully before proceeding.
He hopped off the stone structure, pressing a button on his waist. A parachute burst opened from his back, escorting him to a safe landing behind a building. As he landed, he took a few steps to the corner of the house, peeking out. Nobody was there so he carefully sneaked out into the yard.
It was as quiet as death out there. No people, no nothing. I found my way to the castle gates, to find that it was heavily guarded. I tried to sneak around, but...
The guards spotted his distinctive pink hair, which was a contrast to the dying barren. They charged at him, and as soon as they reached their destination, they were caught in a layer of dense smoke. In mere moments, the tiny pink figure was the only one left standing, bent forwards, breathing heavily. As the smoke dispersed, it revealed a few cuts on his chest and arms, and save for that and exhaustion, he was fine.
Silly Humans, careless and over-confident. That will be the doom of them one day. I took a few careful steps into the fort. It seemed empty, so I took a bow before leaping high into the air, hopping onto the pillar. I was told that the pillar is connected through the first floor's ceiling, which would be an excellent way for me to slide closer to my target.
It was true, as he tip-toed across the wide pole above the clueless guards' heads. He made his way onto the second floor, which seemed completely unguarded. He was wrong, and that was clear the same moment when a masked Sin'Dorei approached him slowly. She was dressed in black leather, wielding two blades and quite a few daggers on her waist. She casually moved towards Kirabo, looking straight into his eyes. Her look was one to resemble a smile, though even covered by the mask, it was clear she was wickedly grinning.
The Elf was beautiful, unlike anything I've seen before, though seemed cold and evil. The way her hands were frozen next to her body expressed a type of skill she had possessed. Precision, accuracy.
The Gnome had noticed that he was in a disadvantage, though his keen intellect and cunning caused him to naturally leap to the side, dodging an incoming dagger by an inch. As he took a deep breath, he leaped high, spinning while tossing daggers in the direction of the Blood Child. Funnily enough, as he stopped spinning and got to safe ground, he was surprised by the fact that all the daggers were stuck in a door which were behind the Sin'Dorei's position.
What is this? She was there, I saw her! Am I going mad? I looked around carefully, but she was gone.
Kirabo had now been in front of his target's door. The daggers he had retrieved from the door in which they were stuck sometime earlier were now in their cartridges, carefully counted and ready to roll. He closed his eyes as he turned, walking into the room. After his fourth step he opened his eyes, looking around. Daneo, the fort commander, was sitting in his chair, his eyes presenting a reflection of the fireplace which was in front of him.
So, you've finally come.
-His voice was calm, yet vibrating and unnatural.
My target was awkward. He was calm, and seemed to have been expecting me. I took a number of steps forwards with my hands ready on the hilts of my blades.
"Assuming you actually knew I was coming, you know why I am here, hm?"
Daneo stood up from his chair and pulled his blade out without hesitation or remorse. He charged at the Gnome, waving his sword at him senselessly. Kirabo kept on stepping sideways, backwards, forwards and between his legs. At a moment he had made contact with his pockets, though with yet unknown reasons.
He kept on swinging at me until his hands froze. His facial expression was pointing out fear and confusion. It was my duty to explain what happened before I finished my quest.
"As you were blindly attacking me, I slid this gadget into your pocket. A poison-box, to be exact. It's consisted of countless poisonous needles which injected paralyzing toxins into your blood flow. You won't be able to move for the following ten minutes, though you will not have that long."
The little creature hopped up to Daneo's head height, spinning a full circle with his arms extended, blades in his hands. His left blade flew through the Human's throat, leaving him dead cold on the floor. Kirabo hopped out the window, disappearing without trace...