Thread: Hidden World (darkangel76 & Neophyte)

The room was still, except for the curtains covering the window, the wind rustling those as it whispered across the floor, chilling the girls feet. The window had been left wide open, for no reason it would appear, for there were sounds coming from the bathroom. Ajax was in the shower, staring at the floor as he ignored the world for the first time in a long time...letting his mind purely wander to memories of times past. Ajax! Concentrate or else you will never master the element of fire! Of course master! Ajax was 7, a young boy under the study and tutelage of Master Karhara. His eyes were still a deep, sapphire blue, but they no longer had the wear and tear of an unlucky life to weigh them down. He was young, happy, and enjoyed his studies in the magical arts immensely at this point. His hands waved in front of his as he closed his eyes, concentration obvious on his face as he tried his hardest to summon a fireball...but all he got was a wisp of smoke that billowed into the air. He stared at his hands and pondered what it was he was doing wrong. Ajax, the power of fire is hidden inside your anger. When you wish to summon fire, you must remember a time when you were so angry you felt like you were about to explode he said and nodded. Try once more, and then we shall break for lunch said the JapaneseHispanic man that stood over him. Ajax swallowed hard and nodded, staring at his hands once more. His eyes closed, and flashs of his parents death at the hands of the Templars filled his vision. His hands moved on their own, in the motion of fire creation, and as if by magic his hand burst into flames...but his eyes didn't open. He strained against the flow of the magic, fighting what his body wanted to do. The energies struggled against his mind, forcing their way through his lack of self control. Ajax screamed as his hands turned from a small blaze to a full on inferno, surrounding his body in burning hot rage. His scream echoed along the grounds of his Master's home, his home, the place he lived and learned. Karhara gasped and dropped his walking stick, waving his hands in the gestures that summoned water. He was fast, but not fast enought it would seem. Ajax screamed again and the fire flared, sending a shockwave of unbearable heat out in all directions from his body. Karhara held his hand out, the water in his hands sliding out and creating a shield in front of him. The force of the blast hit the shield, evaporating the water and sending the Master flying backwards. Ajax dropped to his knees, the fire going out as he slumped against the ground. Karhara sighed as he stood up, dusted himself off and walked over to the boy. So undisceplined...how will you ever learn to defend yourself in a world full of evil he whispered and hoisted the boy up, carrying him into the house. Ajax opened his eyes and felt the hot water pounding against his skin, his eyes glazed over as the memories filled his vision once more... Now at the age of 17, Ajax was an accomplished apprentice to Master Karhara, choosing to dabble in all 4 major elements, instead of specializing in just one. He stood in the back yard of the house that he shared with his master, his hands held out in front of him. His eyes were closed as his arms moved up towards the sky, his hands fists as he brought them to the ground once more. Sliding from move to move, the tai chi movements calming his mind and letting him clear himself of stress and worry. His hands then started to glow, first a deep mohagony, then on to a blazing ruby, then to a calming navy blue, and finally to a pulsing grey. He brought his hands together and then bowed to nothing, smiling as he finished his excersizes. He turned and there was his Master, watching him from the back porch. You have improved quite a bit from when I first brought you here Ajax...you have made me more proud then if you had been my own seed he muttered, now a rather older man of 76. His body was still spry, his mind trained just as Ajax was, so the energy that coursed through his Master's veins was keeping him younger, filling him with power and grace. The Master walked to Ajax as Ajax bowed low, and Karhara laughed. No...stand up Ajax...you mustn't bow before me for this instance...I wish to introduce you to a new student...her name is Jessica he said and a beautiful girl around his age stepped out from behind Karhara. She had long blonde hair, tied up in a ponytail to keep the hair from obscuring her vision, deep hazel eyes that stared at him, a slim face with high cheek bones and a rosy flush to the skin. She wore a simple tank top, green in color with short jean shorts adorning her legs. In a soft voice she said Its a pleasure to meet you Master Ajax...Master Karhara says many things in praise of your abilities She said smiling widely. Ajax just stared at her, his skin burning up as a blush covered his face and neck in a very embaressing way. Karhara bellowed out a laugh and patted Ajax on the shoulder Silly boy...go clean up. Dinner will be soon and we will be having someone else at the table for once he said. Ajax opened his eyes again and sighed deeply, even the water numb against his body now...he knew if he closed his eyes again he would see that vision...her death...but he needed to close his eyes. If not just for one more glance at her, but for the need to continue his mission. He shut his eyes, tears rolling down his cheeks as he did. Go Ajax, you must leave me and continue our work...you must protect mankind from the darkness! Screams echoed in his ear, explosions rang out and a searing blast of fire rocketed past his face. Ajax looked on as his Master threw magic spell after magic spell, the Inquisitors standing stark still as they took the magical blasts and assilimated them into energy they could use. The swords raised and blue lighting arced from the tip, spearing through his Master as he looked on. Ajax opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came. Something slammed into his stomach and forced him out of the room, another body slamming into his. He coughed, the air knocked from his lungs as he realized it was Jessica. Jess...Jess! he cried, pulling her into his lap. Jessica's eyes fluttered and opened, looking up at him. Thanks Jax...it only hurt a bit. she said and sat up, looking at the scene happening before them, the large demons clad in armor surrounded by a massive fire that had been caused by their master. Oh lord...please Master...please hold on! She cried as she shot up and toward the entrance to the room. Jessica! Don't go back, we can't help him! I have to Ajax...he is our Master and like a father to us both! We must fight! He watched her run forward, back into the burning room as her Masters cries filled his ears. There were crashes as he ran back to try and help, to do the right thing...but all of a sudden, as he entered the room his vision was filled with a massive figure...the red eyes burned into his soul as he screamed. The thing laughed and pointed at Ajax, blasting him with a wave of heat that sent him through a wall, jarring his head as it slammed against the tile. He looked up, his vision blurring, as he watched Jessica summon a large spirit from the neather, the spirit colliding with the Templars and the large form with burning red eyes. Jessica! he screamed. His eyes shot opened as he slammed his fist into the wall, a jarring hit, leaving a few tiles in the shower broken and cracking off the mortor that held them in place. The door opened as he turned, and saw Jessica standing there...she was a vision of poise and grace as she smiled. Hey Jax...long time no see she said in that soft voice. His mind was clouded, not realizing this was the Don's Daughter, the apple of the Don's eye. He stepped out of the shower, not caring that he was nude...he just wanted to touch her, to feel that she was real. His hand went to her face, feeling the warm flesh under his fingers as he smiled. Jessica... he whimpered, and kissed her, a full passionate kiss that had the feeling of sparks in it. Then his hand fell to her arm, gripping it as he eyes closed, pain wracking his body from the wound on his shoulder. He fell, the vision of Jessica filling his view as he slowly fell toward the floor. It took an eternity to fall, Jessica's smiling face haunting his vision as he fell. Please...forgive me... he groaned, slamming into the floor in front of the girl, no doubt scaring the crap out of her as his body fell limp on the tile.