Death. The word was imminent within Jaffars' mind as he surveyed the
surroundings. Stalagmites of red stone protruded from a dark purple ground,
reaching far into a turbulent sky of mingled crimson and ebony. Jaffar
heard the distant cries of what must pass for birds in this realm. Not
tarrying too long, Jaffar picked a direction and walked, seemingly guided
by something intangible, yet present all the same. As Jaffar moved along,
he heard a sound, the sound of someone crying, a girl! Jaffar stepped up
his pace to a run, following the sound until he came to an area of densely
packed stalagmites. He rounded one to see a young girl huddled in a shadowy
corner, crying. As Jaffar stepped closer, the girls' eyes shot up to meet
Jaffars' and he barely heard her whisper, "Danger!"
Jaffar whirled, drawing steel, to face what looked like a twelve foot tall general. Jaffar would have cringed in terror, if he were capable of such an emotion. Instead, Jaffar darted right, hoping to move around the behemoth, narrowly avoiding a strike from a lance as round as a great redwood! The Assassin quickly swung around behind the giant, grabbing the gaps in the General's plate mail for handholds. Once he reached the man's head, Jaffar drew and stabbed both daggers into the general's neck. He had about the same effect as a mosquito. Thinking fast, Jaffar swung around the base of the beast's head, driving his daggers into the General's eyes. The giant gave a great bellow in pain and staggered backwards, clutching his face and knocking Jaffar loose. It was then he saw his opening! Jaffar shot forth, digging both Killing Edges into the general's ankle, causing him to fall backwards, roaring all the way. The General did not hit the ground, however, he instead landed atop a stalagmite! The General had time to look at the dark crimson stained spike protruding from his chest before he died.
"Very well done, Jaffar! I am impressed!" came a cold, female voice from behind the Angel of Death. Jaffar turned about to find the girl gone, and in her place, stood the soul of his quarry... Sonia.
Jaffar had only one reply, "Die." He commanded calming diving forward, weapons drawn. Sonia met him with a twin sword block from two Light Brands that Jaffar did not see her draw. As Jaffar regrouped for another assault, Sonia wasted no time in raising both swords towards him, twin forks of lightning lancing forth from the blades. Jaffar danced away from one bolt, but the other caught him square in the chest, tossing him backwards. It was then that Jaffar did something he had not done since his childhood, he screamed.
"NINO!!!!!!!" was his hearty battle cry as he rushed Sonia, daggers flashing through lightning-fast attack routines. He parried every blow, scoring minor cut after miniscule slash. All the pent-up rage and angst within him was released in a furious onslaught of dagger and fist. He twirled and ducked, slashed and stabbed, searching, just searching for one little... opening!!! Jaffar saw his chance and took it, driving his dagger so hard into her briefly exposed chest, that his hilt disappeared through broken ribs.
"May oblivion take you, fiend!" screamed Jaffar as he watched Sonia fade away to her fate far, far worse than death. Jaffar dropped to his knees, exhausted, and sheathed his daggers. "Excellent, Angel of Death, you have succeeded." Spoke the red-haired woman from somewhere miles away from Jaffar's tormented ears.
As Matthew turned to leave the battleground, he heard a voice shout from somewhere far, far away, "NINO!!!!!!" The thief whirled to see Jaffar reappear, kneeling in the exact spot Matthew had seen him die.
"Jaffar!" cried the ecstatic thief, forgetting himself long enough to wrap Jaffar in a huge hug. Matthew's world exploded in pain as Jaffar jabbed his thumb into some unknown pressure point on the thief's body. Matthew fell backwards onto the earth.
"Do not forget yourself, young one," scolded the ever-closed-up Jaffar. Matthew could have sworn, however, that he saw a hint of a smile on the Assassin's face as he walked away toward the camp.
Most High: Well there you have it, my story. Please review, and if you liked it, recommend me to others, please? Thank you for reading.
Jaffar whirled, drawing steel, to face what looked like a twelve foot tall general. Jaffar would have cringed in terror, if he were capable of such an emotion. Instead, Jaffar darted right, hoping to move around the behemoth, narrowly avoiding a strike from a lance as round as a great redwood! The Assassin quickly swung around behind the giant, grabbing the gaps in the General's plate mail for handholds. Once he reached the man's head, Jaffar drew and stabbed both daggers into the general's neck. He had about the same effect as a mosquito. Thinking fast, Jaffar swung around the base of the beast's head, driving his daggers into the General's eyes. The giant gave a great bellow in pain and staggered backwards, clutching his face and knocking Jaffar loose. It was then he saw his opening! Jaffar shot forth, digging both Killing Edges into the general's ankle, causing him to fall backwards, roaring all the way. The General did not hit the ground, however, he instead landed atop a stalagmite! The General had time to look at the dark crimson stained spike protruding from his chest before he died.
"Very well done, Jaffar! I am impressed!" came a cold, female voice from behind the Angel of Death. Jaffar turned about to find the girl gone, and in her place, stood the soul of his quarry... Sonia.
Jaffar had only one reply, "Die." He commanded calming diving forward, weapons drawn. Sonia met him with a twin sword block from two Light Brands that Jaffar did not see her draw. As Jaffar regrouped for another assault, Sonia wasted no time in raising both swords towards him, twin forks of lightning lancing forth from the blades. Jaffar danced away from one bolt, but the other caught him square in the chest, tossing him backwards. It was then that Jaffar did something he had not done since his childhood, he screamed.
"NINO!!!!!!!" was his hearty battle cry as he rushed Sonia, daggers flashing through lightning-fast attack routines. He parried every blow, scoring minor cut after miniscule slash. All the pent-up rage and angst within him was released in a furious onslaught of dagger and fist. He twirled and ducked, slashed and stabbed, searching, just searching for one little... opening!!! Jaffar saw his chance and took it, driving his dagger so hard into her briefly exposed chest, that his hilt disappeared through broken ribs.
"May oblivion take you, fiend!" screamed Jaffar as he watched Sonia fade away to her fate far, far worse than death. Jaffar dropped to his knees, exhausted, and sheathed his daggers. "Excellent, Angel of Death, you have succeeded." Spoke the red-haired woman from somewhere miles away from Jaffar's tormented ears.
As Matthew turned to leave the battleground, he heard a voice shout from somewhere far, far away, "NINO!!!!!!" The thief whirled to see Jaffar reappear, kneeling in the exact spot Matthew had seen him die.
"Jaffar!" cried the ecstatic thief, forgetting himself long enough to wrap Jaffar in a huge hug. Matthew's world exploded in pain as Jaffar jabbed his thumb into some unknown pressure point on the thief's body. Matthew fell backwards onto the earth.
"Do not forget yourself, young one," scolded the ever-closed-up Jaffar. Matthew could have sworn, however, that he saw a hint of a smile on the Assassin's face as he walked away toward the camp.
Most High: Well there you have it, my story. Please review, and if you liked it, recommend me to others, please? Thank you for reading.