[5th Division] Scars

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[5th Division] Scars

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Post by Aegis Raiu » Sun Apr 14, 2019 9:47 am

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A school of assassination, with a head teacher named Darius Lohr and the most promising student happened to be his son, Killy Lohr. How well does this seat with the rest of the school? Students and teachers alike, pull through or yield. A final graduation assignment and the very first task, which was worse?


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Killy Lohr
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Darius Lohr
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Mei Shinten
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Kingpin
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Medea Lohr
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General Kwang Li
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Last edited by Aegis Raiu on Mon Apr 15, 2019 2:56 pm, edited 4 times in total. word count: 68
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Post by Aegis Raiu » Mon Apr 15, 2019 12:52 pm

It was 12:00 midnight. The bells rang loud throughout the hallway and the entire building, practice was over and it was time to sleep. 'See you tomorrow Killy.' Said Mei, Killy's classmate. She seemed happy for she had finished at the top of the class today, having won everyone at both kendo, taekwando and Tai Chi classes. Though she felt sad she had also beaten Killy, her love for him was transparent. They were both nine. "See you tomorrow," replied Killy as they both went to their separate apartments.

Yet, it was 3:00am when they heard the noise, he looked out his window and saw Seth and two others on chains, they had tried to escape the school premises, truth is he'd never been outside the school premises, at least not yet.

6:00am in the morning, they were all lined at the assembly ground, over a thousand pupils all dressed in white Japanese kimono, and in unison they stood at attention when their headmaster took the stage, with hands tucked in his sleeves before him, he was Darius Lohr. Quickly he'd called Mei upstage, and asked her to kill the deserters which she did swiftly and without delay, with clean sword stabs to their midsection, she was praised that day and admired by all. However, Killy had slowly fallen in love with Mei and was getting overshadowed by his love, he quickly became second best at everything Mei was involved with and soon word got to his dad, the headmaster.

Soon, he was summoned once again to the school's basement, he knew what awaited and readied his mind for it, but could he ever be prepared for what was to come. He saw her, his sister_Medea, it was time for her to enjoy her most favorite artistry_torture. He received such punishment each time he'd lost to Mei, still the hard truth remained he'd never tried to win Mei. And again he was strapped to a table shirtless and a scorpion was placed on his belly, it would sting him over again and no help would come to him as he screamed at the top of his voice.
6 years later.
It was on a Tuesday, during kendo practice, the headmaster had walked in on Killy VS Mei and watched them closely as Killy knew he had to impress. They had begun, legs apart from one another, with controlled breathing, they could almost hear their heart beat before darting at one another and just as they began, it had ended. Mei had slide beneath Killy's horizontal slash with her wooden sword slashing across Killy's midsection, the training was over and the headmaster was disappointed but didn't show.

They were now both 15 years of age and Killy had been tortured by his sister and father for every loss he experienced since birth, he was almost now used to the trauma and would sometimes clean the equipments of his torture in the basement. Today, for losing, he had his entire finger nails uprooted while strapped to an electric chair, bolts of metal squeezed into his head through a metal head band, he laughed loudly when the chair was turned on, he laughed at each nail as they were taken off, he was now one with the psychotic madness and knew pain.

However, one day Mei grew tired of the system, now well aware of what Killy had been going through, she tried to escape but couldn't, it was 6:00am at the assembly and Mei was tired to stick, awaiting her punishment before everyone. Killy was called up by the headmaster and asked to take her life, instead he attacked Darius and defended her, but for naught. His attack missed and Darius had planted pressure point strikes at both his arms and legs, immobilizing him and forcing him to watch as he stabbed her. "This is your redemption... Rejoice." Said the headmaster.

He screamed the loudest, all within the school's vast premises could hear him, his cry, his sadness, his loneliness. He was forced to spend 365 days in solitary confinement as punishment for his crime against the headmaster, and time once again seemed to have tipped a little. His hatred built up over the years as he grew, soon all he wanted was a chance to defeat his father in fair combat.

To achieve this he trained all the more, mastering the art of skin hardening, and rising to be indispensably the best student currently in the academy. A year later, he received his first real assassination assignment. "Bring back a souvenir," was all Darius - the headmaster had told him, while tossing a photo of the victim at him. He was seventeen and his target was Kingpin, a 32 year old gangster who knew nothing but success.

Killy had been left at the entrance of the casino with a forged ID. 'May we see your ID sir?... said the bouncers, and he flipped it open for them. 'Alright, you may go in.' Sliding back his ID into his wallet and flipping it back into his black tuxedo, he looked all too real. The music was loud and the dance floor was ecstatic, so he removed his black shades and proceeded towards the gaming section, for all he knew, kingpin always visited this casino and always loved the martial art games.

Then he sighted him, but first he needed to get past the bodyguards to reach him. So he'd cornered a random waiter and paid him a thousand bucks to take a drugged wine to kingpin which he accepted and carried out surprisingly without flaw, perhaps young Killy was in luck. However, it was only a drug meant to excite one to use the restroom urgently. And so, Killy stepped to the bathroom and waited, moments passed and kingpin walked right in, his guards stood gallant at the entrance.

Kingpin faced the urinary and smoked his cigarette, whilst Killy exited one of the toilets and went to hook the door knob with a metal axe handle before walking over to the hand washer, and of course kingpin joined him at that section to also wash his hands, but Killy stared out of curiosity and numerous thoughts of how he should go about it.

'Can I help you with anything boy?' Asked kingpin, but Killy was weirdly silent and they both knew what was wrong, drawing out a little dagger from his belt, Killy hoped to end it quickly and without delay as he attempted a failed stab to the man's neck. Instead, it had been knocked off with a well trained kick to Killy's left arm, he kicked the boy's right knee causing him to descend forward and eventually met the boy's falling head with a powerful right knee, sending Killy flying into the mirror and eventually breaking the ceramic hand washer. 'Hohoho, you think you can take me on?' yelled kingpin before kicking Killy to the face, but his feet was held this time. Killy bit his knee flesh and stabbed him behind his right femur, with the small dagger knocked off earlier which he discretely picked off the floor.

The guards banged at the door but couldn't break through while the fight ensued. Grunting in pain, kingpin lifted little Killy with both palms to the neck, attempting to strangle him on air, yet he wriggled and turned to no avail, noticing they was nothing left to do, Killy quickly lashed out two quick stabs to the man's left neck area, and finally one on the extended left biceps holding him up. Blood stains filled the floor and colored kingpin's white attire, however, he wasn't done just yet, he would toss Killy across the spacious bathroom floor, causing him to slide and collide his back against the wall as he did.

Now nearly unconscious, Killy could faintly see the heavy foot stomps heading his way as he tried so desperately to get up. The man grabbed Killy by the head and smashed it against the wall, and before Killy could regain knowledge of what was going on, kingpin extended a claw-like finger gauntlet weapon and slashed Killy across the face.

Left there to die, kingpin slowly walked to the exit to open the door but there he was again, Killy had known that if he doesn't succeed here and now he was as good as dead even if he were to escape. Yelling while getting up on his feet with a bloodied face, Killy rushed and jumped on the man from behind, and stabbed him numerous times on the chest, and kept stabbing and even when kingpin was down he just kept stabbing until he mangled his face and body beyond recognition.

The banging at the door became louder and the integrity of the metal structure became fragile, Killy had to move towards an open toilet apartment and climb the seat to unscrew the bolts and open a partway above, a sort of chimney or airspace which he followed into another room. Gunfire filled holes in the route he took even as he highlighted into a second room, the door burst open and they unleashed hellish gun spray in the room causing him to dive out the glass window to his right. Not more than two stories high, he smashed unto a stagnant van and turned to fall further unto the ground as more bullets sort to strike him down. Attempting to cross the road a car stopped inches from his leg and its driver asked him to get in, which he did, bloodied and injured with two bullets already inside him, he managed to sight the speedy, elusive driver, "Medea?" he exclaimed as he fell completely unconscious.

He had succeeded his first assassination task, and had come to - a few weeks later. Still shaky on his feet from the injuries, he rested even more. However, he could now go on assassination assignments with the rest of the clan members without having to be stuck to the endless classroom hours, and so he went on many more tasks with the kill crew as they called themselves, he became a ruthless killer and was soon living up to the family name.

An additional five years had gone by since his first assignment as as assassin, and now 22 years of age, he was given his final task to determine his new position Vice General of the assassin nation given his father_Darius' sudden disappearance, rumor has it that he ran mad and killed himself. Still, Killy hoped this wasn't the case for he needed his revenge.

His task was a suicide mission, still it was meant for both him and his sister, Medea. Killing General Kwang Li, the highly esteemed general of the Wushu imperial army. An army of 800, 000 foot soldiers, and 400,000 horsemen, they had never lost a battle under General Li's command, and tonight was the night.

Dashing across rooftops in the evening moonlight, two shadows dressed in black blended perfectly, their swiftness and stealth eluded the many guards stationed at strategic points. Some were killed in silence before an alarm could be pulled, others were thrown off the 6,000ft tall wall which they guarded. Slowly but surely, the two silhouette figures made it to the rooftop of the general's palace. And peeking through his window they would find him busy with the concubines they had sent, and so they waited till he fell asleep. Silently, he tiptoed across the marbled bedroom floor over the general's rest place, drew out the jade poison bottle and released a drop of the deadly goo into his mouth. "200..." Greenish aura oozed from his mouth and they had succeeded... Or so they thought. The assignment clearly said kill the General without leaving wounds behind, else a throat slit would have ended this task well before now.

The dead, missing bodies were detected and the alarms went off. The General rose to his feet and the guards broke into the room to safe guard His Highness, but they wouldn't find anybody in the room, the silhouette figures_Killy and Medea were already a few blocks away. Quickly, they met rooftop archers attempting to shoot them down and grounded lancers trying to spear them off the sky, it was risky and they destroyed as many that stood in their way. Soon, they made it into a woken city and didn't take much to blend in with the crowd after stealing some hanging clothes. "90..." were words Killy counted down. The General still hadn't known he was poisoned, for it acted without warning till it reaches the heart, and then not even the gods themselves would save him.

Reaching the city gates, they burst it open and flee on a carriage made of 9 horses and a cart. Behind them were 10,000 trooping warriors in pursuit, and the General in front. Killy parted with a single horse and stood on its back while facing the incoming assault, arms spread apart and taking in the gushing air. "10, 9, 8...1" And at that moment the general dropped from his high horse unto the ground, causing the warriors behind him to halt their assault and tend to their General but it was already too late, he had died from poisoning and Killy escaped.
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