Disguised in the Mercenary's clothing, Jaffar made his way across the
camp as fast as he could without drawing undo attention. "You there!
Hold!" A tall Hero made his way over to Jaffar, brandishing his blade.
"Yes, Sir?" Jaffar responded innocently, trying to sound as much like the
Mercenary he had killed as possible.
"What is your name? Why haven't I seen you before?" The officer demanded.
Damn, thought Jaffar, Oh well, it lasted longer than I thought it would.
In a single, fluid motion, Jaffar spun, falling into a crouch and scooping some dirt into his hand, then rose, tossing it into the officer's face. Leaving the man sputtering, Jaffar darted into a tent, whirling about, prepared to face whatever came at him.
Quietly as he could, Erk made his way to the perimeter of Eliwood's camp, spellbooks tucked safely under his arm. "And where do you think you are going, Sage?" Came a cold voice from behind him. Erk froze, inwardly cursing.
"Why nowhere, Matthew I was... out for a walk." Replied Erk weakly
"Fully dressed and armed for battle?" criticized Matthew.
"Hey, you can never be to careful... reeeally big squirrels out here." Countered Erk.
"Come on, you were sneaking out and we both know it. I know it because I was too." Admitted the thief.
"What? Matthew? But why?" asked Erk, both relieved and astonished at this.
"Jaffar was... he was to be my mentor, I wanted to advance in my skill, he could sign my Fell Contract. I could also ask the same question of you. Why are you of all people doing this, it is... unlike you, to say the least." Matthew demanded.
Erk blushed, reluctantly he admitted, "It is for... for Nino."
"Nino?" asked Matthew, his eyes widening.
"Yes... I know I could never... we could never... but I do feel for her. I know that she loves Jaffar; he saved her life, after all. I just would not want her to suffer the loss of a friend." Erk explained quietly.
Matthew simply looked at the Sage for a moment, amazed. The thief never would have suspected Erk of feeling this way for anyone. "A noble sentiment, if not foolish. Come, we will save him together."
"Agreed."
A small, slender female silhouette stepped into the tent. As she came closer, the pale moonlight that shone through the light tent, the never surprised Jaffar... was shocked.
"L-L-Leila?" asked Jaffar, a tremble in his voice for the first time he could remember.
"Why, yes, I'm surprised you remember me, it must have been... what? A month since you killed me?" she asked, her voice eerily calm.
Finally, Jaffar reached his conclusion, inwardly cursing himself for not getting there sooner. Nergal must be using a morph that looks like Leila to manipulate him. Well it won't work. Not this time. Not again. Jaffar lashed out, both daggers in hand, forming an arrowhead headed for her stomach. He was going to make this painful for her. Both Killing Edges struck her dead on and were deflected... by her skin! His daggers had no effect! Leila slashed downward with a sword Jaffar didn't see her draw. Jaffar just barely managed to dart out of the weapon's arc before he was cleaved in half.
"AAARRGGGHHH!!!! Too... much... MAGIC!!!" Erk cried as the flame flew from his hands, striking the Brigand full in the face. Erk heard himself cackling madly, but couldn't stop it. He ran his hands rapidly through the complex gestures necessary, drawing an arcane symbol before him, then dashed it with his hand. Erk waited and waited as the power built, stronger...stronger...STRONGER!!! Erk held in the magic until he felt he no longer could, then unleashed it in a wicked blast of electric fury, decimating three mercenaries. Erk let out a whoop and began his next spell.
Matthew randomly darted from shadow to shadow, piercing enemies' sides with his blade. Hold on Jaffar, he thought, we're coming.
Most High: This is the end of my story. Don't fret, I am writing a sequel,
I simply wish to start anew, this could be a long story.
Damn, thought Jaffar, Oh well, it lasted longer than I thought it would.
In a single, fluid motion, Jaffar spun, falling into a crouch and scooping some dirt into his hand, then rose, tossing it into the officer's face. Leaving the man sputtering, Jaffar darted into a tent, whirling about, prepared to face whatever came at him.
Quietly as he could, Erk made his way to the perimeter of Eliwood's camp, spellbooks tucked safely under his arm. "And where do you think you are going, Sage?" Came a cold voice from behind him. Erk froze, inwardly cursing.
"Why nowhere, Matthew I was... out for a walk." Replied Erk weakly
"Fully dressed and armed for battle?" criticized Matthew.
"Hey, you can never be to careful... reeeally big squirrels out here." Countered Erk.
"Come on, you were sneaking out and we both know it. I know it because I was too." Admitted the thief.
"What? Matthew? But why?" asked Erk, both relieved and astonished at this.
"Jaffar was... he was to be my mentor, I wanted to advance in my skill, he could sign my Fell Contract. I could also ask the same question of you. Why are you of all people doing this, it is... unlike you, to say the least." Matthew demanded.
Erk blushed, reluctantly he admitted, "It is for... for Nino."
"Nino?" asked Matthew, his eyes widening.
"Yes... I know I could never... we could never... but I do feel for her. I know that she loves Jaffar; he saved her life, after all. I just would not want her to suffer the loss of a friend." Erk explained quietly.
Matthew simply looked at the Sage for a moment, amazed. The thief never would have suspected Erk of feeling this way for anyone. "A noble sentiment, if not foolish. Come, we will save him together."
"Agreed."
A small, slender female silhouette stepped into the tent. As she came closer, the pale moonlight that shone through the light tent, the never surprised Jaffar... was shocked.
"L-L-Leila?" asked Jaffar, a tremble in his voice for the first time he could remember.
"Why, yes, I'm surprised you remember me, it must have been... what? A month since you killed me?" she asked, her voice eerily calm.
Finally, Jaffar reached his conclusion, inwardly cursing himself for not getting there sooner. Nergal must be using a morph that looks like Leila to manipulate him. Well it won't work. Not this time. Not again. Jaffar lashed out, both daggers in hand, forming an arrowhead headed for her stomach. He was going to make this painful for her. Both Killing Edges struck her dead on and were deflected... by her skin! His daggers had no effect! Leila slashed downward with a sword Jaffar didn't see her draw. Jaffar just barely managed to dart out of the weapon's arc before he was cleaved in half.
"AAARRGGGHHH!!!! Too... much... MAGIC!!!" Erk cried as the flame flew from his hands, striking the Brigand full in the face. Erk heard himself cackling madly, but couldn't stop it. He ran his hands rapidly through the complex gestures necessary, drawing an arcane symbol before him, then dashed it with his hand. Erk waited and waited as the power built, stronger...stronger...STRONGER!!! Erk held in the magic until he felt he no longer could, then unleashed it in a wicked blast of electric fury, decimating three mercenaries. Erk let out a whoop and began his next spell.
Matthew randomly darted from shadow to shadow, piercing enemies' sides with his blade. Hold on Jaffar, he thought, we're coming.
Most High: This is the end of my story. Don't fret, I am writing a sequel,
I simply wish to start anew, this could be a long story.