OOC.:: Secrets will be revealed in this RP, so if you have some awesome secret you want to expose up your sleave for one of your characters, feel free to join! Just letting you know, this first post is a set up for Wil, so I ask you aren't the one that enters the door. Wil and I have been discussing this for a day or two.

Danagon crawled for the door, blood covering his arms. He tried to stand up, but collapsed on the ground. The voice laughed behind him from inside the small building. Danagon rolled to the right just as lightning came through the roof and hit where he just was. He continued trying to get to the door, only a yard, maybe two ahead of him by now. He looked behind him. The voice boomed, "Weak, little, Danagon. You should've seen this coming. You can't live in hiding, now can you?" Danagon looked behind him at the man. A surge of energy ran through him and he yelled, his voice sounding like there was another man saying it with him, "I am not weak!" The man trying to kill Danagon was thrown backwards across the room and hit the wall, and fell to the ground. And just as it had come, the energy left him, making him even more exhausted. "Just...have...to...get outside!" The man was walking towards him now, laughing at Danagon's effort. Blood covered the floor, and his once-gray tunic had a large blob of red where a sword had cut Danagon. He was now feet away from the door, if he could just reach up and grabbed the handle. Danagon reached, but just before he touched the handle, the door opened and an arrow whizzed by him, headed for Daniel.

OOC: May I join?

OOC: sure, I don't mind.

IC: "Daniel is hunting us down. If he's on his way here, then he must have one with the nose of a dog leading him." Wil's mind locked onto the very person an instant later. "Wulfe. He's using Wulfe to track us down. He won't be able to get in, the wards are too strong for that, but Wulfe knows Elfrida's scent very well. If he comes near enough the door, the wards may release on their own and let him see the safehouse. Damn, I should've known this would happen. My own sense of smell is too strong for me to overlook such a tracking device." Wil pinched his nose and closed his eyes, thinking. Is there still time? No. The wards would take too long to cast. As Elfrida mentioned, you don't have much time before they're on the doorstep. What to do? Wil's mind raced frantically. If they were caught in here, they were sitting ducks. There was no back exit and the walls were protected from every kind of magic they could think of, including their own. Wil's mind was blank with the rising panic. He looked to Danagon. "C'mon man, you've got all the ideas." he said stupidly.

OOC: Mind if I join with Ret?

OOC: I don't mind. Go for it. lol. I'm pretty sure Aorian won't mind either.

IC: Wil felt Danagon's pain. He turned to the other boy. He clapped his hand on the other's shoulder and turned him until they were eye to eye. "Danagon. You don't have to do that. She can't hate you forever, and I have to say, I wouldn't feel right about it at all." Having said his piece, Wil contacted the shadow.

What do you want? You don't seem to have any compassion for our kind.

You and the other share a strong connection, and the girl held a love of sorts for you both.

But what's the point!? Why did you make Saheit hate Danagon? They are good for each other! Danagon at least deserved a chance!

No he didn't. Danagon is going to betray one of you, and I couldn't let the girl be that one. You, on the other hand, can control yourself.

Wil retracted to his own mind. He held his hands up to his temples. What in the names of all the gods is going on? Why me...Why Danagon...Why is this happening?! The shadow's presence gripped Wil's mind.

Because you are the Chosen Ones! You are the destined. You are the Destroyers. You are the Ancients. You shall be the one to overthrow the Black King's court, and you two shall face life's greatest decisions as brothers. You are the called-upon, the Saints of the New Age. The balance is the defining line, and you are the pivot. Draw strength from your inferiors and crush the blackened hands of tyranny!

The power emanating from the shadow's consciousness was too much. Wil groaned with the pressure of it, and when it was done the words were etched into his brain. Saints of the New Age? What does that mean? he thought. He sat in a chair and dropped his head over the back edge. "Whoa." he sighed.

OCC :: Yeah feel free to. The shadow is only here for a little bit for Wil and Danagon to discover secrets about themselves

OOC: Well, don't wait for me to post 'cause I'm still a little confused about what exactly is going on.

OOC: The shadow won't be here long, just tipping off Wil and Danagon about a secret we have up our sleeve! So Really Arnon, Daniel, and Wulfe are wondering a town, and Anthor is on a roof, and Danagon, Elfrida, and Wil are preparing to fight. Right now Wil is trying to get the shadow away, because it wants to kill Danagon (ok its a she, princessArya made her up for "Finding What We Lost" and the shadow made Saheit think Danagon was evil, and it brought Wil and Saheit closer together) So its basically from a story me, Wil, morwen, princessArya, and LightningRider made (My favorite RP of all time!). So, were about to fight =D Remember guys, expose any secrets you want to in this rp. Like powers, secret love, anything!

OOC: Well, it's not really a secret of Ret's powers but I just wanna show how inventive I can have spells from a character not bound by the ancient language. Although I may have him... I'll let you find out

Ret walked along the road, as usual not caring where he went, but it seemed these past few weeks have been full of purpose. It felt as if something was guiding him down these particular roads and into situations. He had met people, strange people, powerful people.
Yet none that try to kill me, they just toy with me.
I'm still here, why do you seek death so fervently?
Because, Ret grabbed his chest, his hand partly over Mor'ranr's crystal and over his heart, I cannot live with this pain. I wasn't strong enough to save you and I'll never be strong enough to revive you. No matter how powerful I become.
He continued walking, at least until he saw a bright light coming from somewhere in the distance. It was extremely bright, unnatural for sure. Ret, curious about what it was, walked towards it. He wanted to know who was making such magic, for it was something that he had not thought of to make before. Condensed magic, fire pushed together so far that it resembles the sun. That was when he noticed the others as well, all gathered around this one house.
What is going on here? He thought to himself.

OOC: Do we have an order?

Elfrida smiled when Wil used dark magic. It was one of the many things that made him like a brother. The same went for Danagon. The dark power the three shared, and the fate of Wil and Danagon, and Elfrida as their guardian bonded them all together. And together they made an interesting family.
Elfrida looked at the newcomer. "What does it matter to you?" she asked, creating a dark sunburst to cast at Wulfe.

Wulfe did his best to pull bricks off of himself when he remembered he could change into a cat to get out of the ruins. Wulfe did, and immediately regretted it, as Elfrida's dark sunburst exploded into him. Wulfe cursed a most violent curse, and changed back to elf form. Limping away as fast as he could until he found a crossbow, and bolts. Wulfe took them, and climbed onto a rooftop, despite his wounds, and prepared to fire at the only person in his sight. A newcomer.

Danagon looked at the newcomer. "Details later; they are with Galbratorix!" Danagon threw a ball of dark magic in the air, while his eyes quickly became black lenses like they always did with dark magic, and hurled it at Daniel. Whoops, he had been so distracted by the newcomer he didn't see that Daniel had moved. "Idiot." He muttered under his breath. He jumped on Andep. I wish you didn't use dark magic, it reminds me of your father. Danagon sighed. That was when he felt the tingling pain in his arm, and the satisfaction on Daniel's face. Danagon yelled in agony.The second he began falling, he connected the dots. He heard Andep roar, but there was good news and bad news: bad news was they were too close to the ground when Danagon was hit with lighting for Andep to be able to catch him. Good news was this wouldn't be fatal. Hopefully. All of this went through his mind as he fell.

Danagon then felt himself hit the ground.


Hard.

OOC: AORIAN!!! get on EF and reply to Teaching. Lol.

Time to bring in a little Assassin's Creed, here.

IC: Wil rushed to Danagon's aid. He quickly healed the minor sprains and breaks to his friend's body, and, seeing that his friend had been tended to, turned to Daniel. He grinned and disappeared into shadow. He appeared just behind Daniel. He summoned the dark magic, binding it to his wrist and compressing it into a deadly blade-like protrusion. This, he thrust through Daniel's light armor, piercing completely through his body.

Daniel felt the...whatever it was, pierce his flesh just below his ribcage. He threw an elbow into Wil's jaw and pulled away, healing himself with a word and a wave of his hand. "You stay out of this!" he snarled.

Wil grinned. He held up his hands and backed off. "I was just giving him a chance to prepare." he said curtly, and turned to face the one who called himself Ret. "You won't get a fight out of me. I am neither brave enough or stupid enough to face down one such as you. Please, join us in exterminating this filth from the face of Alagaesia." he offered as politely as he could.

OOC: I need to know. Do we have an order?

Elfrida saw Danagon fall, but before she could move to help him Wil had. She shook her head with a laugh when Wil was polite, but said, "you are welcome to join us in destroying the servants of Galbatorix." Elfrida looked at Wil. "You are too brave for your own good. I spend most my time protecting you because of some brave act." she created another sunburst--this one a mix between dark, and light--and looked around. She saw Wulfe on a rooftop, and was about to throw the sunburst at him when a black dragon, and elf rider flew into view.

Wulfe saw Elfrida look at him, and knew he was probably about to receive another blow. Then an elf rider, and her black dragon flew into the scene. Elfrida was distracted, and Wulfe knew it was probably the only chance he would get to kill her. He fired the crossbow, but at that moment Elfrida turned, and it passed in front of her face. Wulfe quickly got out of sight to reload the crossbow. Things weren't going his way. Not until the elf rider healed at least.

Astridell looked from Bjorn's back onto the fight. She didn't know anybody, but she recognized almost everyone. Daniel and Wulfe served her master, while Wil, Danagon, and Elfrida were all hunted. The others she seemed to recognize from what she had been told, but she had been sent to find these five in particular. Wulfe looked quite beat up, and she healed him, and ordered him back into battle. She spoke a word to Bjorn and he landed, and shrunk to a smaller size. She got off, and he quickly went back to his normal size. The one called Elfrida threw a sunburst at Astridell, but she made it dissipate with a single word. She walked forward, the black jewels on her black dress clinking together. Astridell drew her sword, but did not attack immediately. She only watched.

OOC: Ret is human, and his Dragon is in an Eldunari. I hope to explain a few other things in this thread.

"I can't decide." Ret said absently. "Who shall I help and who shall I destroy? Both sides are ripe for extermination and both have their own goals for their own ends. Which of you will make me feel alive?! Which of you will fight!?" Ret summoned up his magic and sent several hundred tendrils into the ground. Almost immediately the ground began to shake and before long a molten sword erupted from the ground, the heat radiating from it making the air shimmer. Ret grasped the hilt of the sword, his own magic protecting him from the heat.
"Dance with me."

OOC: What is the order, I will go after Aorian, since I think it is his turn.