Tourney Arc

[Anonymous]

"Yes." Turning on his heel, Olguin began to dash further into the alley, leaping over the debris that Ky's lightning had caused in a single bound.

Landing on the other side of the concrete barricade, he began to dash into the maze-like system of alleys, making sure to keep head northwards at all times.

[Dracos]

"Damn you.  All of you getting in my way."   Ky's eyes shone with barely contained madness as his blindingly fast sword attempted to kill the Shadow.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

Olguin skidded to a stop, body still concealed by the shadows of the alleyway. Looking out, he spotted something very tempting.

There, in front of a seemingly deserted night club, was a motorcycle. It seemed to be chained to a wooden post, though.

Didn't seem too difficult to free it, given he had a good lockpick with him. But that didn't keep his eyes from roaming all over, trying to spot signs of the enemy or the enemy itself.

[Shukuen]

Leets also glanced around for enemies, half expecting the maniac to show up again. He had a good reason to be nervous after all, considering how often a person would simply threaten you before witnesses. And, though it might have been his imagination, he felt for a moment that Olguin would have given him over, and that made him a bit wary of Olguin, though he didn't say it.

[Bean Bandit]

Miyuki sat limply in the sidercar of the motorcycle, the two smaller bags immobilizing her leg as she relaxed to the feel of the breeze on her face.

She looked around at the passing scenery, feeling stronger now, though slightly numb from adrenaline.

Had it only been an hour since her leg had been broken?

She looked up at Olguin, who was doing his level best to steer the motorcycle and smiled, as warmly as she could manage. It must have been awful for him to have to make a choice like that. Especially as battered as he was in his current condition, it must have been a temptation.

She never doubted him, though. He was a her...friend, and her faith in him never wavered. She leaned back on the seat of he sidecar. She could feel the chi Olguin had healed her with going to work on her, and as she drifted off into a fitful nap, she stared up at the young boy riding behind Olguin.

If he's not human...what is he, then?

[Anonymous]

Olguin carefully considered the words of the blonde swordsman. Just as they were going to be promptly thrown off as the ravings of a lunatic, he remembered how often the boy had given him warnings before danger.

How COULD a regular boy with NO training whatsoever be able to have such a finely tuned danger sense. One that bordered almost on the unreal.

And there was the boy's ability to be able to unlock things so easily, something about THAT just didn't make sense in his mind.

Sighing, he continued manuever through the street before heading underneath a bridge and into a long tunnel.

Swerving the cycle as best as he could, and briefly thankful that there weren't that many cars inside the tunnel, he continued musing.

The boy had seemed completely surprised at the time of the 'unveiling'. Too many mysteries, and he wasn't going to deal with them until his mission was complete.

The engine roared as he continued down the British streets, the burning ruins of London a mere memory.

[Dracos]

Ky hobbled slowly across the ground, his sword dragging slightly as he held a hand over his bloodstained robes.

"Hey Ky, friends right?" A brown haired young boy smiled, a red bandana over his forehead.

"Friends...right...."  Ky turned slowly, feeling something there, within the darkness.  Watching him.  Judging him.

"You betrayed me.  Betrayed us all you thief." A young blonde man screamed.

Ky smiled sardonically then coughed a bit of blood onto the street.  Collapsing to his knees he lifted his hand from his chest, dripping blood.   "This...how it ends?"  His hands delicately shone crimson in the fading sunset.

Gleaming upon his forehead was a sigil.  The red bandana on the floor.

"You..aren't human.   You're some kind of freak."  The blonde man shouted in disbelief.

"Ky....Friend" Hands outstreched, he didn't want to fight Ky.

"Grr....I'll kill you, thief." Ky charged, eyes filled with tears as he swung his blade.

"This...."  Ky coughs again, more blood upon the freezing London street.  "This can't be right...Can't...be how it ends."  The cold breeze wafted through silent alleyway.  Almost every person in the city was dead.   And him...

A figure stood, eyes gleaming red as Ky collapsed on the floor, blood spilling freely now from the open wound onto the cold London streets.


"I'm...sorry." The young brown haired man turned and fled.

"Damn..you."  The blonde haired man collapsed, unconscious on the stone floor.  Face streaked with tears.

The alley was empty for but the traces of blood on the unforgiving pavement.  Tears left.....unshed.

Fearless Leader

[Dracos]

OOC: The night sky...

IC:

As the moon began to rise,  Olguin pulled into a small hotel on the outskirts of Stansted.  They'd survived.

Fearless  Leader

[Anonymous]

Olguin looked down at the boy cradled in his arms as he gently placed him on one of the two beds in their rather spartan room. Possibly worn out due to sheer stress, he guessed.

Moving his saya off his hip, he sat down on the rather fluffy beige carpetting. Placing it across his lap, he began to quietly stare at his family's symbol.

[Bean Bandit]

Miyuki looked at Olguin from her seat near the television. She had slept long enough that she wasn't as tired as she would have been.

Thus, her violet eyes clear, she watched her best friend quietly.  "Olchan...what's wrong?"

[Anonymous]

"Nothing. Go to bed." Olguin quietly commanded, looking for all the world like a lost sheep. "You've been through enough for one day, go on."

He idly ran a finger along the clan's symbol, his own eyes occasionally blanking and refocusing at odd intervals.

[Bean Bandit]

Miyuki shook her head, setting her jaw stubbornly.

"And you haven't?" She insisted. "I may look young, Olchan, but I'm NOT a child. We've been friends for years, and I can see something eating away at you,"

Her tone turned pleading. "Please, tell me...what's bothering you? I want to help, If I can..."

[Anonymous]

Olguin's whole body briefly shook, before his posture went rigid.

"What do I do now?" He listlessly asked, fingering the clan symbol with greater and greater fervor by the second.

Crack...

Using his free hand, he slowly drew the blade from the saya, eyes wide as he looked at it in something akin to terror.

Crack...

The blade had a faint reddish hue to it. Blood now stained its formerly pristine blade with the blood of rampaging demons.

Crack...

[Bean Bandit]

"Olchan? Olchan??"

Miyuki's eyes grew wide, and she struggled of the chair she was in and hobbled, achingly slowly, to his side.

"Olchan...answer me!" she begged urgently.

[Anonymous]

Olguin wondered how many demons had he so ruthlessly killed? Butchered with this very sword.

Crack!

It was getting hard to think...

Ooooh...why was the world spinning like that? He tried to blink it back into focus, but it was getting too hard.

The steel was brightly shining, maybe it could help him make everything stop moving so badly.

Feeling the contents in his stomache lurch and bubble he let out a pitiful moan of pain.

He slowly brought the blade closer to his face.

CRACK!!!!

The sword dropped from cold fingers, hitting the carpet in front of him with a dull thud.

Brown eyes looked straight ahead, unseeing.