WAY OF THE ASSASSIN
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PG – Some foul language, violence.
Prologue: The darkness of the night swallows up the quiet town of El Nath. A metallic object caught a flash of light as it whizzed through the air with incredulous speed. There was a dull thud as the throwing star caught on its target, and a body fell, followed by another with a dull crash in the hardened snow. A red dot appeared on the white snow and it bloomed like a summer rose. An assassin jumped through the air with his haste and exclamations of fear was spread throughout the fields. The assassin, a legendary prodigy barely in his mid eight-teens shed a tear and quickly wiped it away, "this war… shall end soon" he thought in his mind.
He quickly ran, hopping with ease over the bloodied ground and over into the trees of el Nath. Quickly he leaped, tree from tree, and to the darkened house in the outskirts of El Nath, he entered and was heartily greeted by a girl of 18. "Are you hurt?" she asked with great concern, of course this was his lover, and her name, was Rica.
The boy looked with an expression of boredom, "no, I will not get hurt, I have been through this war for the past 4 years and I have never been hurt, I am not going to start now," he replied with boredom as if he has said the same line over and over and over again. His name was Schyth; he was considered a Prodigy since he was in training, his face had a rugged handsome feature to it, though his eyes are deadly during battle, his eyes seem to smile at normal times in his own house.
He flicked a steely with incredulous speed towards his target practice, which by now has been reduced to mere shreds. "Once this war is finished, I will spend more time with you my love, and you will be able to stop worrying about me dying," Schyth said with a great and sudden seriousness in his voice, he meant what he said, and he will thrive to accomplish what he has promised his love, he will end this war, even if it cost him his humanity.
Author's Note: Hey guys, Kalypto here! 3 Just a note to inform you that this is NOT written by me, this is written by my FRIEND! O introducing…ahh well he's not gonna be happy if I gave out his real name, so let's just call him Shortie, shall we?
Shortie: Hey! What gives?
Kalypto: Luv you too, Shortie! 3
Shortie: -mutter mutter-
Kalypto: (whisper) he's too shy for his own good…guys, tell him you're not gonna throw bananas at him or steelys or whatever assassins throw, okay?
Audience: We're not gonna kill you! Yet…
Kalypto: See?
Shortie: ………..