Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the places and people in the great MMORPG Ragnarok Online. Only the characters .
As for the characters shouting their skill its only applied to aggressive kind of job, as for thief and assassin, they are the silent kind, so wont make them shout out their skill.
Sorry for the late update. Was busy with my work and thus haven't got the time to sit down and write.
The meeting.
The loud banging sound of fist still echoing through the hallway as Crest and the boy walked step by to the door. Fear crept into the boy's fainting heart, as his breath gets heavier by the second as if his heart is about to pop out of his mouth. They came to a stop in front of a wooden door filled with claws and swords marking on it. There the two of them stood and wait for the banging to quieted down.
Minutes seem like hours of waiting to the boy as he started to remember the rumors. Rumors that were spread through the cites in which he had travel through in order to get here. It was say that a damned crusader, had recently appeared, resided in the mist of the morroc desert together with his band of murderous guild. Granted the unholy power signed with the blood pact of the Unholy Gail by the Dark Lord, whom they say to plunge Juno into total chaos 10 years ago.
Soon the banging stopped and there was silent. Crest risen her hand and knocked softly on the door. A hollow voice answered , "Coming in." As the door was pushed opened by Crest, the sound of rusty joint could be heard. Standing with his back facing the open window, Jaucifer's appearance was outshining by the strong sunray shone through the window.
"Master, the boy is here," Crest bowed saying. "Good, leave us and close the door," Jaucifer said without turning around. The boy was overwhelmed by the sight of the man standing in front of him, the appearance wasn't what the rumors had said. His thoughts interrupted by the voice. "What you do think about this place and us? Just say whatever in your heart and not by the rumors you had heard."
Noticing that the kid was hesitating whether to speak his mind or not, Jaucifer just shook his head saying, "I had expected as much, the fear within you had not been lifted. As so, the potential power in you had yet be surfaced." "But....but....sir," the boy answered trembling. A finger raised over the boy lips, "Don't speak what you think is pleasing to the ears of others, you still had much to learn."
"What am I to do with this kid? He had his mother's eyes and resemble his father whom never knew he had a son. The boy had such strong potential power resting in him, just waiting to burst free. Yet within him, clouds of fear had poisoned his mind," Jaucifer thought.
Walking towards the door, Jaucifer said, "come, follow me, there is someone I like you to see." Silently, the boy nodded his head and follow Jaucifer out of the door. Uncertain as to where he was being led to, the boy had knew the man in front of him would not harm him. There is a kind of tied, a close family tied, he could feel between him and that man.
Somewhere in the quiet town of Morrco, an argument broken all the silent. In a distance, two female figures were bargaining with a male alchemist. One of the female, a wizard said, "Kain, I want information on the underground guild."
"You know very well, Anjo, I can't give you this information, even if you pay me 50 million Zenny. I made a promise to someone, never to disclosed the secret, upon my very existence," Kain say while shaking his head. The other female, a blacksmith, wickedly smile saying while drawing out a forged Cleaver, "well if you don't tell us, no one would know your existence anyway."
Breaking in cold sweat, Kain stammered, "Now.....hold on there.......surely Gweyn, you don't really mean that ....right?" Kain looked at the two ladies whom were grinning with evil intentions, slowly backed off. No sooner as he turned to run away, cold mist emerged on the floor engulfing him, trapping him in ice, only his head was left unfrozen.
Even half frozen, Kain could still fell the sharpness of the Cleaver under his throat. Standing in front of him, Anjo said with a tear-filled eyes, "Kain, I'm really tired and going to have a breakdown soon. I need some answers and I want it now." Seeing that he had no choice, Kain began to tell the two of them all that he know.
"LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT....." Sylve continue to wail, ignoring the plea from Hawk. Hawk was the kind of boy whom hated noise above all others and the disturbance coming from Sylve was enough to drive him crazy. Soon there was a knock on the prison entrance door, which signaled the end of Hawk's torment. Opening the door, letting Jaucifer and the kid into the room.
"Hawk, go outside and stand guard." In response, Hawk hurriedly picked up his bow and arrows. He leave the room, closing the door behind him. The captive, Sylve, never noticed all the events that was happening as she was still wailing. "Still the wailing one isn't it Sylve, priestess of Odin," as Jaucifer removed his helm, revealing a cross scared across in between his eyes, a face which seem all too familiar to Sylve.
Silent followed after that, a deadly chill spread throughout the cell, the feeling might lead one to believe that Death is waiting in the room waiting for its next kill. "You're......alive....."Sylve weakly smiled say as she pointed Jaucifer, "I had never believe that you would betray and died on us.....the...." She could not bring herself to say the name of the guild. The guild which both her and the man standing in front of her were once from.
"There were some misunderstanding Sylve, something I would personally deal with if that would be the late thing I would do," exclaimed Jaucifer as he clenched his fist, smashing the table in the room, "and I would make the one responsible pay for what he did." There was a change in tone, it felt heavier and more deadly as if it hold the anger of a thousand tormented souls. The boy clinched onto Jaucifer's hand tighter, somehow the boy knew deep within his heart, what to do to keep Jaucifer from getting out of control.
Settling down on the chair, Jaucifer seem to had cool down., Sylve spoke, "Is that your child, Jauc?" "No Sylve, he belong to someone that you and I knew all too well. Someone that we had fought side by side with a long time back." Looking closely at the boy facial expression, Sylve could see a familiar but dull spark in the boy's eye, "Oh, by the love of Odin, it can't be......." "Oh yes, Sylve the father of this boy is......."
A/N: So how was it? I know it was my first story and its short but PLEASE! I need reviews, comments and suggestions! Oh and no flames... thank you!