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The most intimidating looking of the guards allowed everyone to back away, their unskilled attacks having beaten but not finished the prisoner. As the bruised captive sat there on his knees, eyes to the grounds and breathing heavily, the tall prison guard stepped forward. A large staff in hand, he arced it upwards for a second, striking the man with such an incredible blow to the thigh that it sent the prisoner into spasms, his eyes going closed as he fell face forward, falling in shock at the crushing of his femoral artery.
Revan saw the world around him slowly begin to spend, as all his vision faded to black. He collapsed on the damp floor, body trembling in spasms from the brutality his figure had just undergone. Soon the guards would leave, and the other three prisoner's began to converse among each other, likely wondering if Revan would ever wake up... or if he too would be another rotting corpse within this cell. They did not speak to each other often, except when there was something that needed to be said. Least of all did they converse with Revan. They had tried in the past, but he kept himself distant... detached.
The old aged scholar lingered behind at a slower pace than the younger man and woman, though he tried with all his strength to keep up. They had been travelling for fifteen minutes within the darkness of the alleys of Ala Mihgo at a quick pace. They came to one of the main openings and the young man crept to the corner of the cobblestone street, where the two roads met, leaning around the corner of the bakery that was the ruined building that once stood there. He looked back towards the young woman, who hid behind some carts within the alley, along with the old man, and gestured that they remain there. Slowly he leaned once more around the corner, seeing distant marching columns of soldiers down the road. He quickly gestures for them to come forward after nearly a minute.
"...We must hurry!" He whispered loudly, "They'll be searching the alleys any moment... we have no time."
He approached them and crouched down looking the woman over. The woman was young and beautiful, long curly locks of dark brown, nearly black hair fell far beyond her shoulders. She looked to the young man with pleading dark sorrel eyes, that glimmered against the eclipsed moon-light and flames of distant burning buildings. She was petite in figure, though she was with child. From the looks of her, she was likely five or six months in her pregnancy. "Revan... your grandfather..." She whimpered quietly. The old man coughed and hacked, spitting flem out away from the other two, before gesturing weakly for Revan to come forward.
Revan knelt before the old man who was resting against the stone wall of the building amongst the alleyway. The old man raised his hand and rested it on Revan's shoulder. "...Revan... listen to me, lad..." He coughs violently. "... you need to leave me. I'm going to slow y---" Revan shakes his head and reaches for the man's arms, beginning to pull him up to his feet. "...No... I'll carry you if I must... but I won't leave you to die!" Revan said defiantly to Haydyn. The old man shook his head, his brows furrowing heavily at the young man. "Don't be a fool, boy!.... I.. I've lived a good life. You have Aurelia and your child to take care of... you must let me go..." The old man pushed Revan's hands back away from him and rested against the corner. "...I love ya, lad... but I'm going to find my son... and we'll find you after." Revan knew Haydyn was lying... he knew his father was likely already dead. He knew that this would be the last moment he saw his grandfather, and he began to fight back tears from his eyes. He swallowed heavily before standing to his feet once more. Soldiers shouted from the other end of the alley way, and they began to draw near.
"Go, boy! Get the hell out of here!" Haydyn commanded. There was no time to let childish behavior settle in. Now was the time that Revan had to be the man he was supposed to be, and take care of his wife. He quickly grabbed Aurelia's hand and they darted across the street, as fast as they could to the alley on the other side. They were running for minutes through the passages between the burning ruined building before Aurelia suddenly let out a great scream. Revan immediately stopped and looked at Aurelia who was clenching at her pregnant belly. "Aurelia!... whats wrong?!" Revan asked with a great look of concern. He pushed her towards the wall and looked down to see if she were struck by an arrow or recieved any wound.
"...its.. its the baby. I don't think I can continue on... Not without hurting him, or myself, Revan." Tears began to trail down the woman's cheeks and she burried her face in his chest. "I'm not ready to die, Revan..." Quiet cries turned into sobs and Revan embraced her tightly kissing her on the temple. "...I won't let them hurt you... I swear it..." He cupped her cheeks into his hands and lifted her face towards his, looking her deep within her eyes. "Do you trust me, Aurelia?... we're going to make it through this... but we must go!" He pleaded with her, but it was to no avail, her pain was so great, and she collapsed against the wall. Revan withdrew his sword and glanced down the alleyway letting out a slight nod. "...keep out of sight, Aurelia... I'll hold them off." Revan began to take off back the way they came where the soldiers voices could be heard from, and Aurelia made out a cry of desperation, "Revan don't!"
Her words would mean little to him at this point. There was no leaving the city, and there was no leaving her. If they were going to die here, he was going to protect his family for as long as air drew within his lungs. The soldiers approached him and he withdrew Illucien, his cerulean eyes resting upon the closest one grimly. The soldiers stopped in their marching and looked at the young man who stood before them no more than 20 paces. "...Looks like someone wants to be a hero." the largest heading the group said with a growl. "Put down your weapon boy, and you will live."
Revan shook his head defiantly, "You're a liar... you'd cut me down soon as you had the chance..."
The Soldier's lips curled into a wicked smile as he nodded once. "You're right... but this makes things more intresting." He said venomously as he unharnessed a claymore from his broad back and pointing it forward to the young man. He stood there for a slight moment before charging Revan, if only to try and instill fear within the boy. It did not work as he had planned. Just as the man came closer to Revan, the jewel within Illucien's hilt began to glow, as did Revan's eyes. Revan through his open freehand forward as if he were going to hit something bluntly, and electrical energy began to emit around his forearm and hand. Finally he discharges a bolt of electricity which travels through the approaching soldier's broad sword, and jolts through his body.
The soldier drops the sword immediately and falls to his knees, growling and spitting on the ground below him. "What conjury is this..." He pushes himself glancing up. Revan stood before him, Illucien held high about to strike down onto the man. Revan does not bring his blade down just yet. "...Have you ever killed a man lad? No.. you're no killer... I can see it in your eyes." The stout warrior grumbled as he looked up to Revan, unable to do anything. Revan's eyes for a moment showed hesitation and inexperience, but it was the last time they ever would. Before the soldier could continue his witty remarks, Revan swung the sword right across his neck, nearly severing it. Crimson began to spray onto Revan's clothing and face, as the arteries in the man's neck began to expel his fluids. After a second, there was a thud, as his body fell forward against the cobblestone into a sanguine pool.
Revan cerulean gaze rose to meet the other soldiers who stood back in shock, and they began to glow once more. He raised his hand towards the flames of the rooftop, and began to manipulate them as the jewel within the hilt of his sword began to glow once more. The flames began to dance rapidly and expand, beginning to fly like fiery wind, and began to crash against the remaining soldiers like violent ocean waves amidst a storm. They all began to scream in pain as the inferno began to burn their skin and clothing. Revan turned away, and his eyes immediately widened. There was a tall man with black hair. Before him was Aurelia, which the man held by her hair, and his freehand held a dagger against her throat.
"...I dare you to try such trickery now... I would wager I could cut her throat before you could even blink... Drop your sword... Now!" The man commanded loudly, many soldiers pouring down the other side of the alley as well. They were surrounded and there was no escaping this fate. Instead of wagering with Aurelia's life, he dropped his sword without hesitation. More soldiers came behind him, stepping around the mess of soldiers Revan had just slain. They kicked at the back of Revan's kneecaps, and had begun to drug him off, the other man taking Aurelia in the opposite direction.
((While Revan is Unconcious I decided I will be throwing in some flash backs as to explain how he ended up here in the first place... and also hopefully give others some time to get involved if they wish. Thanks for the post Daishi! I'm excited to see how they begin to interact, IF they interact))
Revan saw the world around him slowly begin to spend, as all his vision faded to black. He collapsed on the damp floor, body trembling in spasms from the brutality his figure had just undergone. Soon the guards would leave, and the other three prisoner's began to converse among each other, likely wondering if Revan would ever wake up... or if he too would be another rotting corpse within this cell. They did not speak to each other often, except when there was something that needed to be said. Least of all did they converse with Revan. They had tried in the past, but he kept himself distant... detached.
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The old aged scholar lingered behind at a slower pace than the younger man and woman, though he tried with all his strength to keep up. They had been travelling for fifteen minutes within the darkness of the alleys of Ala Mihgo at a quick pace. They came to one of the main openings and the young man crept to the corner of the cobblestone street, where the two roads met, leaning around the corner of the bakery that was the ruined building that once stood there. He looked back towards the young woman, who hid behind some carts within the alley, along with the old man, and gestured that they remain there. Slowly he leaned once more around the corner, seeing distant marching columns of soldiers down the road. He quickly gestures for them to come forward after nearly a minute.
"...We must hurry!" He whispered loudly, "They'll be searching the alleys any moment... we have no time."
He approached them and crouched down looking the woman over. The woman was young and beautiful, long curly locks of dark brown, nearly black hair fell far beyond her shoulders. She looked to the young man with pleading dark sorrel eyes, that glimmered against the eclipsed moon-light and flames of distant burning buildings. She was petite in figure, though she was with child. From the looks of her, she was likely five or six months in her pregnancy. "Revan... your grandfather..." She whimpered quietly. The old man coughed and hacked, spitting flem out away from the other two, before gesturing weakly for Revan to come forward.
Revan knelt before the old man who was resting against the stone wall of the building amongst the alleyway. The old man raised his hand and rested it on Revan's shoulder. "...Revan... listen to me, lad..." He coughs violently. "... you need to leave me. I'm going to slow y---" Revan shakes his head and reaches for the man's arms, beginning to pull him up to his feet. "...No... I'll carry you if I must... but I won't leave you to die!" Revan said defiantly to Haydyn. The old man shook his head, his brows furrowing heavily at the young man. "Don't be a fool, boy!.... I.. I've lived a good life. You have Aurelia and your child to take care of... you must let me go..." The old man pushed Revan's hands back away from him and rested against the corner. "...I love ya, lad... but I'm going to find my son... and we'll find you after." Revan knew Haydyn was lying... he knew his father was likely already dead. He knew that this would be the last moment he saw his grandfather, and he began to fight back tears from his eyes. He swallowed heavily before standing to his feet once more. Soldiers shouted from the other end of the alley way, and they began to draw near.
"Go, boy! Get the hell out of here!" Haydyn commanded. There was no time to let childish behavior settle in. Now was the time that Revan had to be the man he was supposed to be, and take care of his wife. He quickly grabbed Aurelia's hand and they darted across the street, as fast as they could to the alley on the other side. They were running for minutes through the passages between the burning ruined building before Aurelia suddenly let out a great scream. Revan immediately stopped and looked at Aurelia who was clenching at her pregnant belly. "Aurelia!... whats wrong?!" Revan asked with a great look of concern. He pushed her towards the wall and looked down to see if she were struck by an arrow or recieved any wound.
"...its.. its the baby. I don't think I can continue on... Not without hurting him, or myself, Revan." Tears began to trail down the woman's cheeks and she burried her face in his chest. "I'm not ready to die, Revan..." Quiet cries turned into sobs and Revan embraced her tightly kissing her on the temple. "...I won't let them hurt you... I swear it..." He cupped her cheeks into his hands and lifted her face towards his, looking her deep within her eyes. "Do you trust me, Aurelia?... we're going to make it through this... but we must go!" He pleaded with her, but it was to no avail, her pain was so great, and she collapsed against the wall. Revan withdrew his sword and glanced down the alleyway letting out a slight nod. "...keep out of sight, Aurelia... I'll hold them off." Revan began to take off back the way they came where the soldiers voices could be heard from, and Aurelia made out a cry of desperation, "Revan don't!"
Her words would mean little to him at this point. There was no leaving the city, and there was no leaving her. If they were going to die here, he was going to protect his family for as long as air drew within his lungs. The soldiers approached him and he withdrew Illucien, his cerulean eyes resting upon the closest one grimly. The soldiers stopped in their marching and looked at the young man who stood before them no more than 20 paces. "...Looks like someone wants to be a hero." the largest heading the group said with a growl. "Put down your weapon boy, and you will live."
Revan shook his head defiantly, "You're a liar... you'd cut me down soon as you had the chance..."
The Soldier's lips curled into a wicked smile as he nodded once. "You're right... but this makes things more intresting." He said venomously as he unharnessed a claymore from his broad back and pointing it forward to the young man. He stood there for a slight moment before charging Revan, if only to try and instill fear within the boy. It did not work as he had planned. Just as the man came closer to Revan, the jewel within Illucien's hilt began to glow, as did Revan's eyes. Revan through his open freehand forward as if he were going to hit something bluntly, and electrical energy began to emit around his forearm and hand. Finally he discharges a bolt of electricity which travels through the approaching soldier's broad sword, and jolts through his body.
The soldier drops the sword immediately and falls to his knees, growling and spitting on the ground below him. "What conjury is this..." He pushes himself glancing up. Revan stood before him, Illucien held high about to strike down onto the man. Revan does not bring his blade down just yet. "...Have you ever killed a man lad? No.. you're no killer... I can see it in your eyes." The stout warrior grumbled as he looked up to Revan, unable to do anything. Revan's eyes for a moment showed hesitation and inexperience, but it was the last time they ever would. Before the soldier could continue his witty remarks, Revan swung the sword right across his neck, nearly severing it. Crimson began to spray onto Revan's clothing and face, as the arteries in the man's neck began to expel his fluids. After a second, there was a thud, as his body fell forward against the cobblestone into a sanguine pool.
Revan cerulean gaze rose to meet the other soldiers who stood back in shock, and they began to glow once more. He raised his hand towards the flames of the rooftop, and began to manipulate them as the jewel within the hilt of his sword began to glow once more. The flames began to dance rapidly and expand, beginning to fly like fiery wind, and began to crash against the remaining soldiers like violent ocean waves amidst a storm. They all began to scream in pain as the inferno began to burn their skin and clothing. Revan turned away, and his eyes immediately widened. There was a tall man with black hair. Before him was Aurelia, which the man held by her hair, and his freehand held a dagger against her throat.
"...I dare you to try such trickery now... I would wager I could cut her throat before you could even blink... Drop your sword... Now!" The man commanded loudly, many soldiers pouring down the other side of the alley as well. They were surrounded and there was no escaping this fate. Instead of wagering with Aurelia's life, he dropped his sword without hesitation. More soldiers came behind him, stepping around the mess of soldiers Revan had just slain. They kicked at the back of Revan's kneecaps, and had begun to drug him off, the other man taking Aurelia in the opposite direction.
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((While Revan is Unconcious I decided I will be throwing in some flash backs as to explain how he ended up here in the first place... and also hopefully give others some time to get involved if they wish. Thanks for the post Daishi! I'm excited to see how they begin to interact, IF they interact))