Alright, here's another one. Let's go! I own nothing except my ideas and OC's. FYI, spoilers for the Season 2 of Guild Wars 2: Heart of Thorns. Read at your own risk.
George slashed through vines and ran over to a large vine cell, two people stuck in them. People trailing behind him.
"Eir! Is that you?" George asked.
"H-Huh...George? Is that you?" The Norn asked, walking closer to the edge of the cell, George noticing just how beat up and pale she was. "Rytlock...and...Braham." She muttered, glanced at each of them.
Braham walked close, brandishing his mace. "Hang on Mother, we're going to get you out of here."
"Don't forget me too." Another voice chimed in, one that took George a lot of restraint to not block out.
"Faolain." George muttered bitterly.
"Good to see you too meathead, now get me out of here." The Nightmare Court Sylvari argued.
"But why is Mordremoth collecting Nightmare Court members?" Kasmeer chimed in.
"The Nightmare Court seeks to be free of the yoke of the Pale Tree, and Mordremoth's yoke is even worse." She argued.
George sighed and brandished his sword. "Hang tight Eir, we'll get you out of there." He submitted, knowing Faolain would have to be dealt with later. He slashed the cell harshly, cutting deep into the vines, he did so again and again. After he cut the vines the cell suddenly lurched up like a catapult and launched them far downward into a clearing.
The two slowly got up and recovered from their throw, all of them hearing something moving behind them...something dangerous.
"Eir! Get moving! We'll cut it off at the pass!" Rytlock ordered, all of them running down the path to them.
Eir nodded and began running Faolain following, only for a vine to lash out and catch her foot, causing her to let out a cry of shock. Eir turned and saw Faolain, she looked and saw the creature making its way closer. Despite her instincts she got down and started pulling the vine off. George couldn't hear what went on. But the only response he saw was Faolain stabbing Eir in the side with a large thorm and running for it. "Faolain!" He roared angrily. His roar was well timed as Eir threw the thorn back and into Faolain's back, right in front of the creature. She tried to run but was brutally impaled in the back and yanked into the forest.
"Mother, look out!" Braham screamed. All of them picking up the pace.
Eir was silent as the creature landed behind her. She closed her eyes for a moment and nodded, as if accepting her fate. She turned around and bravely faced the creature, who roared and lashed its speared tail out, impaling Eir into a tree.
"No!" Braham cried out in anguish
"EIR!" Rytlock roared angrily.
George froze, his entire body going still as he watched one of his most treasured friends fall limp to the ground, lifeless. He felt his body bubble with rage but no words came out, no actions. Nothing could describe his rage, his anger.
As they all rushed at the creature, wanting to avenge Eir. George stood still, letting them all pass by him, his hair covering his eyes as he slowly started walking forward.
Rytlock roared as he combated the creature, all of them trying their best to take it down, only for most of them to get swatted away, only Braham and Rytlock getting up swift enough.
Rytlock growled and stopped when he saw George calmly walk onto the battlefield, his posture straight and his body tense yet relaxed.
"W-What's wrong with the boss?" Marjory asked, looking up in slight worry.
Rytlock frowned a bit, recognizing it. "George has passed through the earlier stage of fury and is now in the calm lagoon of rage where the voice is steady, the manner is measured and polite, and only a faint trace of spittle at the corner of the mouth betrays the inner inferno." He answered, as if quoting a book.
George walked directly in front of the creature, who shrieked and lashed its tail out. George stared the creature in the eye and caught the tail by the tip, gripping it tight enough to make the creature shriek in pain. His eyes now a searing inferno that was no longer contained, his face still yet could convey the rage he possessed. He gripped the tail tighter and without a single grunt of exertion, tore the tail clean off of the creature. The creature shrieked and stumbled back in pain, the tail thrashing in George's hand, who simply threw it over the edge.
"Whoa..." Taimi muttered in her machine, now looking a bit shocked yet afraid.
The creature howled and leaped at George, both claws out to tear him to shreds. George caught both arms without hesitation, his strength stopping the creature in its tracks. George slowly tightened his hands around the creature's arms, the pain too much for the creature to thing properly and try and attack his arms. George planted a foot on the creature's chest and shoved it angrily while yanking back, ripping both arms off by the shoulders, green ooze shooting out as it collapsed on its back, howling loudly in agony.
George slowly brought out the large sword on his back and stomped a foot on the creature's chest, keeping it in place and crushing whatever bones it had in that area. He reeled the sword back and viciously delivered three harsh swipes to the creature's back, grabbing his dagger and shifting it into a pistol, shooting its eyes out and watching it struggle blindly. He put in one last burst of power in his foot and snapped the creature's spine, making it howl in immense pain, George plunging his sword into its chest to put an end to it, making sure to purposefully miss its heart so it wouldn't die just yet, but die slowly.
He got off and slowly walked back to the others, his Armor covered in the green ooze the creature possessed, all of his friends staring.
"...Are...you alright there?" Rytlock asked cautiously.
George looked at Eir, a small time passing before the fire in his eyes faded, his posture relaxing and walking over to Eir's body. "Yeah...I'm fine..." He muttered softly.
They all went silent, before looking at the creature thrash weakly on its back, before going limp. Finally dead.
To anyone who knows Guild Wars 2 and my character George Armstrong, this will be both catharsis and a surprise to you all. George is a happy guy and an overall normal person. But if he's also very attachable, and hence if a loved one or a close friend died in front of him. This would be the result. R&R This is Oathkeeper0317 signing out.