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Heart of the Void.
Tethis crept across the tiled roof on all fours, keeping his head low as he thought about his next move. Against the night sky he could hardly be seen as he sprung onto the next roof, landing without a sound. He had successfully completed hundreds of missions just like this. He was the best, and he knew it. His hand reached for his serrated blade, Serathil and drew it from its scabbard. As he did this, the cold, disembodied voice of Drauthyl pierced the silence.
"How much longer?" Tethis thought for a moment and then replied "not long".
Tethis had known Drauthyl longer than he could remember. He had been possessed by the ancient dragon ghost when he was four, and although being flooded with eons of experience and knowledge he easily won the battle of wills that decided who could control his body. This left Dauthyl trapped, a predicament which he hates. Over the years however, Dauthyl has come to know and even care for Tethis.
Siegfried could hear something. He lay in his bed, listening to the roof. From what he could hear, someone or something was up there. It was probably nothing. However, he thought, he had made many enemies while under the influence of the Soul Edge, the dark sword that had awoken something terrible within him. He could still feel it, scrabbling around in his mind. Nightmare. Sitting up, he turned to look upon his companions. Link was sleeping peacefully, his long ears twitching occasionally. On his left was Cassandra, who was also fast asleep. Tikal was...gone. Probably sitting at the harbour, listening to the wind. Siegfried stood, silently slipping on his clothes. Since he couldn't sleep maybe he would go down to the harbour and talk to Tikal for a while. Suddenly, the ceiling creaked. Siegfried instinctively looked at the windows, his malformed, demonic arm reaching for his sword.
Tethis winced. For the first time ever he had made a mistake on a mission. He waited in silence, shivering as a cold breeze blew past. He waited for almost a minute before deciding that he had gone unnoticed. Then, feeling the tiles of the roof, he reached out with his mind, touching the shadows within the house, listening to the voice of the darkness. He could feel the presence of three within. So, one was gone. Concentrating harder, he found that the target was still within the house. While in this state however, he noticed something else, something terrible. Closing his mind, Tethis gathered the shadows around him and formed a black rope that sprang into life, attaching itself to the window frame below him. Swinging into the house, he surveyed his surroundings. There were four beds within. Two were empty. More importantly, there was a sword point inches away from his left eye. A big sword. In fact, it was only a foot or two shorter than him. Its silver, slightly wedge shaped blade was covered with runes. Holding the sword was a tall, blond man of around twenty with bright blue eyes. However even the sword he held was not as intriguing as his left arm. It was a huge, demonic limb that looked like it could fell a young dragon with a single blow. Staring at it, Tethis could feel the same evil presence that he had felt on the roof.
Tethis and Siegfried stood there, completely motionless, both awaiting the others move. Tethis made one. Slicing upwards with Serathil he knocked Siegfrieds huge blade out of his way, preparing to stab at the demonic warriors face. As the blade fell, siegfried caught it with his massive arm, throwing the shadow adept backwards and causing him to lose his balance. As Tethis fell, Siegfried struck, sending his sword downwards in a deadly arc, towards the falling assassin. In mid fall, staring at the falling blade, Tethis called upon the shadows to do his bidding, and a sphere of darkness appeared around him, deflecting the oncoming blow and returning him to his feet. Seeing this, Siegfried swiped at Tethis with his blade, narrowly missing the assassins head and deeply embedding his sword in the wooden wall. Taking advantage of this, Tethis lashed out at Siegfrieds legs with his foot, tripping him. Standing over the siegfried, Tethis prepared to end the fight, raising Serathil. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the assassin. He was clad in black ninja ware and bore the symbol of the black claw, the group that had hired him for this mission! So, they would incur his wrath rather than paying him? Snarling, Tethis unleashed a bolt of darkness upon the would-be assassin, instantly killing him. Turning to face Siegfried once again, he noticed the huge fist heading for his face. "Lights out time", said the eerie voice of Drauthyl.
Heart of the Void.
Tethis crept across the tiled roof on all fours, keeping his head low as he thought about his next move. Against the night sky he could hardly be seen as he sprung onto the next roof, landing without a sound. He had successfully completed hundreds of missions just like this. He was the best, and he knew it. His hand reached for his serrated blade, Serathil and drew it from its scabbard. As he did this, the cold, disembodied voice of Drauthyl pierced the silence.
"How much longer?" Tethis thought for a moment and then replied "not long".
Tethis had known Drauthyl longer than he could remember. He had been possessed by the ancient dragon ghost when he was four, and although being flooded with eons of experience and knowledge he easily won the battle of wills that decided who could control his body. This left Dauthyl trapped, a predicament which he hates. Over the years however, Dauthyl has come to know and even care for Tethis.
Siegfried could hear something. He lay in his bed, listening to the roof. From what he could hear, someone or something was up there. It was probably nothing. However, he thought, he had made many enemies while under the influence of the Soul Edge, the dark sword that had awoken something terrible within him. He could still feel it, scrabbling around in his mind. Nightmare. Sitting up, he turned to look upon his companions. Link was sleeping peacefully, his long ears twitching occasionally. On his left was Cassandra, who was also fast asleep. Tikal was...gone. Probably sitting at the harbour, listening to the wind. Siegfried stood, silently slipping on his clothes. Since he couldn't sleep maybe he would go down to the harbour and talk to Tikal for a while. Suddenly, the ceiling creaked. Siegfried instinctively looked at the windows, his malformed, demonic arm reaching for his sword.
Tethis winced. For the first time ever he had made a mistake on a mission. He waited in silence, shivering as a cold breeze blew past. He waited for almost a minute before deciding that he had gone unnoticed. Then, feeling the tiles of the roof, he reached out with his mind, touching the shadows within the house, listening to the voice of the darkness. He could feel the presence of three within. So, one was gone. Concentrating harder, he found that the target was still within the house. While in this state however, he noticed something else, something terrible. Closing his mind, Tethis gathered the shadows around him and formed a black rope that sprang into life, attaching itself to the window frame below him. Swinging into the house, he surveyed his surroundings. There were four beds within. Two were empty. More importantly, there was a sword point inches away from his left eye. A big sword. In fact, it was only a foot or two shorter than him. Its silver, slightly wedge shaped blade was covered with runes. Holding the sword was a tall, blond man of around twenty with bright blue eyes. However even the sword he held was not as intriguing as his left arm. It was a huge, demonic limb that looked like it could fell a young dragon with a single blow. Staring at it, Tethis could feel the same evil presence that he had felt on the roof.
Tethis and Siegfried stood there, completely motionless, both awaiting the others move. Tethis made one. Slicing upwards with Serathil he knocked Siegfrieds huge blade out of his way, preparing to stab at the demonic warriors face. As the blade fell, siegfried caught it with his massive arm, throwing the shadow adept backwards and causing him to lose his balance. As Tethis fell, Siegfried struck, sending his sword downwards in a deadly arc, towards the falling assassin. In mid fall, staring at the falling blade, Tethis called upon the shadows to do his bidding, and a sphere of darkness appeared around him, deflecting the oncoming blow and returning him to his feet. Seeing this, Siegfried swiped at Tethis with his blade, narrowly missing the assassins head and deeply embedding his sword in the wooden wall. Taking advantage of this, Tethis lashed out at Siegfrieds legs with his foot, tripping him. Standing over the siegfried, Tethis prepared to end the fight, raising Serathil. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the assassin. He was clad in black ninja ware and bore the symbol of the black claw, the group that had hired him for this mission! So, they would incur his wrath rather than paying him? Snarling, Tethis unleashed a bolt of darkness upon the would-be assassin, instantly killing him. Turning to face Siegfried once again, he noticed the huge fist heading for his face. "Lights out time", said the eerie voice of Drauthyl.