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Thread: Forced Inheritance (Lord Dakol and Chaos)

Four years have gone by since the shit hit the fan. Malacai was sixteen when his father exiled him to the Outlands. His family was the most powerful people in the kingdom, capable of taking what they wanted and without hesitation. However, Malacai's potential scared his father, noticing that his behavior was too erratic and dangerous. And he forced him to leave. Until now. On the birthday of Malacai's younger sister, the 19-year-old Prince walked up the path were a drawbridge and a pair of guards were located. His ruffled, black hair fluttered in the wind as he stared at the guards with eyes of silver. Before they could say a word, Malacai unsheathed the silver curved dagger at his hip and killed them, slicing their throats and leaving them as they crumpled to the ground. The rest of the walk was decidedly boring until he arrived at the doors to the throne room, where he kicked open the wooden double doors to reveal his father and sister, who had apparently... grown and gotten older while he was away. At his sister's side was a young man. A noble, from the looks of it. Hello, father... he growled, his eyes brimming with hate and malice as he slowly walked towards them, ignoring the alarmed looks from the guards that readied their weapons.
Thread: Forced Inheritance (Lord Dakol and Chaos)

It was the day of Isabella's Sixteenth birthday, her father had invited a suitor that he would like her to consider, a prince from another country she had yet to meet, he was a tall boy with curly red hair, not much body mass. Quite the stick. Although he seemed to have the ego of four, her father was sitting, trying to concoct some sort of date for them, Isabella, almost feeling like she was saved by the bell heard some kind of commotion, the door of the throne room slamming open. Her father shot up from his throne in astonishment, then a flaring anger on her ridged face. Isabella turned, going as white as a sheet, M-Malacai! She let out involuntarily, it was her banished older brother what was he doing here? The cold look in his eyes seethed with passions for revenge, he waved a hand at his guards, approaching his song looking him up and down. Well, what are you doing here? Did I kick you out long ago? he spat at him practically, You couldn't have changed, all you've ever brought in your midst was trouble. He was a bit out of shape, considering the years had flown by, wrinkles adoring his features, he was getting to be an older man. His sister, however, had blossomed into a fine young lady, she was tall and slender with a curvy, delicate frame. Deep indigo eyes stared at him, And on the day of your own dear sisters birthday, and possible engagement. Isabella approached her father and brother, hesitantly, her supposed 'fiance' as her father emplied tried to hold her back. Everyone knew of the banished prince. She stopped her advances, giving a worried look at the both of them.
Thread: Forced Inheritance (Lord Dakol and Chaos)

Malacai looked at his father with calm, neutral eyes, brandishing the weapon in his hand by slowly twirling it. It's been three years, father. Long ago, you told me that when I turn 19, I am to inherit your kingdom, he said, smirking. And since you declined to say anything to the contrary when I left, I believe that makes me entitled to your word. The young prince looked at Isabella, Hello, Isa. You have, mm . . . grown, he replied, his eyes unabashedly taking in the curves that was accented by her lovely dress. Unfortunately, she was Malacai's sister, and he did have some sort of morals.
Thread: Desperate Times, Call For Desprate Measures (KevinR778 + sydnie.cherie)

Chris had just woken up from a good night's sleep. He didn't get dressed but instead headed out to the living room. He grabbed his phone and started to type out a message to his best friend. It read ' Hey, Wanna come over later? We can have a movie night ' and he hit send. He left his phone on the table and headed to the shower. Chris was around 6 feet tall, slightly muscular but overall slim. He had dark green eyes that changed to a much lighter green in the right light. He had dark brown hair that occasionally got in his face. He was known for his dashing smile and his tanned skin which he was born with. He jumped in the shower, washing himself as he did every morning. Once he finished he headed into his room, getting dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. He went back into the living room to see if she had replied.
Thread: Desperate Times, Call For Desprate Measures (KevinR778 + sydnie.cherie)

Carter dried herself off after taking a long, hot shower to wake herself up after a good night's sleep. She toweled her black curls until they were relatively dry, then put on a pair of loose fitting black jeans and a white low cut lace trimmed camisole. Her grey eyes fell on her cell phone as it vibrated so hard it fell off her bedside table. She bare feet sank into the plush purple carpet covering her floor as she crossed the bedroom and picked it up. Chris Hey, Wanna come over later? We can have a movie night Carter bit the corner of her lip, trying to determine if she had anything important to do. When she came up blank she turned her attention back to the device in her hand. Sounds great. See ya later 3 Carter
Thread: Desperate Times, Call For Desprate Measures (KevinR778 + sydnie.cherie)

Chris felt his phone vibrate and smiled, checking the message and smiling. He sent her a reply, 'See you then!'. He relaxed on his couch as he was happy to see his best friend again. He got up and looked through his movies, he piled romances together, comedies together, scary movies together, etc. He had it all set up so she could choose whatever movie she would want to watch. He was excited for thief movie night and hoped she would enjoy it too.
Thread: Desperate Times, Call For Desprate Measures (KevinR778 + sydnie.cherie)

Her phone buzzed again, and she picked it up to see that it was a text from Chris. She smiled, but didn't respond. What else was there left to say? She put her phone back on the bedside table, and then went to go get something to eat. After an hour she returned to her room and plopped down on the edge of her bed, debating what she was going to do until she decided to go hang out with Chris. Her phone vibrated, interrupting her thoughts. James Just so you know, I'm now officially taken. Carter frowned at the bright LCD screen. She'd been talking to this guy for months. As far as she knew she was the only one he was romantically interested in. Now he was telling her he had a girlfriend? Wow. You just couldn't wait, huh? She waited almost ten minutes for a reply, her anger building with every passing minute. James You took too long. I'm sorry. Carter scoffed and rolled her eyes as she texted back. I just bet you are. Whatever. I'll be the best thing you never had. With that, Carter tossed her phone across the queen sized canopy bed and threw herself back into a pile of pillows. She was so frustrated with dating. It was nothing but a game to most people these days, and she was so tired of games. Whatever, there was no use crying over spilled milk. She huffed as she sat up and retrieved her phone from the other side of the bed, sending a text to Chris to tell him she was on her way before she stashed the phone in one of the pockets of her oversized pockets and left.
Thread: Desperate Times, Call For Desprate Measures (KevinR778 + sydnie.cherie)

Chris received her text and smiled. He got up and did some extra cleaning to make his place look good. Once he finished, he put a bag of popcorn in the microwave so they could eat it later. He kept checking the window to see if she was there yet. He was almost anixous to see his best friend again, they would have alot of catching up to do. He spotted her and smiled, starting the popcorn and leaving his door unlocked for her.
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (DareToDream & RetroWitchcraft)

The shouts chased him, heated words echoing down the alleyways as he weaved in and out of them, his heart pounding the entire time. Kaevon ran like the wind, his lean body kicking up dust in his wake, wavy brown hair flopping, feet pounding out a steady rhythym against the broken pavement beneath them. His breath was coming in gasps now as his lungs worked overtime to suck in air. Hed been running for twenty minutes or so at that point, trying to evade his pursuers, but without any luck. They were determined, more determined than people usually were, and he was slowly losing. It would serve him right to get caught, he thought hed been stupid, very, very stupid, and now it was coming back to haunt him. If he hadnt gotten the water running, hed have been fine, made it through the town completely unnoticed but no, he had to be an idiot. He couldnt help it though when he saw the house still standing and broke inside, he never expected to feel the power of water in the ground nor see the intact bathroom. It was virtually unheard of in society now, not since the war wiped out all technology, banking, and infrastructure, devastating the world twenty years ago. Civilization broke apart, people turned on people, and within five short years, the world was a wasteland. From the dregs spawned a new civilization, one that was more feudal, and soon after that magic began to emerge. It started slowly but soon spread across the world, different people developing different skills, some powerful while others just had minor talent. From the magic users came a special group, whose talent was very rare they were known as the Techno Mages because they had the ability to power the pre-apocalypse technology for small amounts of time. In a society that had no order, this skill was sought after with a vengeance and these mages soon learned to keep a low profile. Except when they made stupid mistakes like take a shower in a house where transients were sleeping. Then they were running for their life. As he rounded the corner of another alley, Kaevon slipped in the dirt, crashing to the ground. It cost him vital seconds and when he stood back up, he heard the twap of a crossbow and pain exploded in his shoulder. The blow from the bolt sent him spinning into the brick wall and he let out a loud groan. Righting himself, he started running again, feeling the blood dripping down his back, every step an agony that lanced his body with pain. He needed a miracle, needed something to survive this moment, and thats when he saw it, a door half hidden by debris. Crashing through it, he stumbled into the dark basement of the building, shutting the door quietly and slipping into the shadows.
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (DareToDream & RetroWitchcraft)

The sounds from outside were alarming. Her keen hearing, honed from years of use, picked up on the noise of an approaching horde of people. There was no way she could tell how many there were. Although she was a thief by trade she had not picked up on the finer skills of that sect. Still she had enough know how to get by and become quite the notorious bandit. You brought the fuzz here?! She exclaimed. Her cheeks flushed with her anger. Not only had he stormed in to her secret hideout but he brought loads of officials with him. I should have left you to molder on the carpet I by the gods! Her words were cut short when she saw what he was doing. His fingers sparked with the blue energy of electricity, gold tracing the outline. The hairs on the back of her arm stood on end and she watched him with shock and alarm. Here was something that she thought she would never see. Her eyes widened and she stood there in wonder as the electronic artifact sprung to life at his touch. Not only did it regain its former ability but, according to him, it would let out with a blaring siren. Bless my eyes Her voice held wonderment and genuine amazement. Part of her wanted to stay there and wait for the alarm to go off. She shook her head to try and rid herself from that sense of whimsy. They had other business to attend to. There was another way out, yes, but it was unconventional and she prayed that the authorities did not find it. She groaned and before kicking back the carpet. A hand was pressed to a section of floor and she murmured a few words. Magenta light formed in a small block to reveal the outline of a door. Unknown to most of the citys population, there was a narrow underground path beneath the city. Her family had dug it out long ago when that hovel had been a respectable home. Stories pinned it as a safe escape route during the wars so that her kin could flee. Later, when her blood had turned, they sealed the door with magic so it could be used as an effective way to escape whatever law enforcement official. Through here! Grab that holster with those daggers. Well need them later, Id wager. Her own hand circled around the hilt of a sword. It was not her weapon of choice but with it she would be able to beat away the beasties that would accost them. The tunnel let out at the forest on the edge of town. The taiga was rough and wild undisturbed evolution aided by magic had changed the animals there. As dangerous as it was such things sounded leaps better than being caught. With a sigh she jumped down the hole. Instantly the path was illuminated by torches that cast off a dull bronzy glow. Another trick set up by a long dead relative, of course. Dont worry about the door. It will seal again as soon as you shut it. Though I do fear that if it is the man I think it is chasing you, he might crush the very floor in and this place will be revealed to him anyway.
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (DareToDream & RetroWitchcraft)

He never heard her first statement, too focused on the magic he was channeling into the device, but he definitely heard the second. Having finally finished, he turned and dusted off his hands, winching a little at the stiffness that existed in his previously wounded shoulder. The look on her face was priceless, a look he didnt often get to see since he had to practice his magic in secret normally, but staring at it now he couldnt help but feel the smug little grin slide into place. Kaevon had never been good for much in his life, not until magic entered it at least, and it was good to be able to surprise someone and help them out, even if the help was only needed in the first place because of his idiocy. His grin turned to a frown though when it was clear her shock was deep enough to stun her for a moment, a situation he was going to have to rectify if she didnt since the shouts were growing closer. Thankfully she suddenly shook her head and moved into action, triggering a trap door in the floor. At her barked orders, he bolted into movement, sweeping the holster of daggers into his hands and following her through the door. The musty smell hit him first then the shadowed pathway, his body absorbing all the scents and visual cues it could. They were in a tunnel beneath the house, one that looked like it had seen better days though it was lighted by torches that had come on magically from the looks of it. Perhaps an old underground getaway of some sort? He shook his head, ridding it of curiosity what mattered now was getting away, not why this existed or who had built it. Shutting the trap door behind him, he felt the energy surge and a light flare around the edges as it sealed itself and he nodded his head in appreciation. This was definitely planned at some point in the past, causing him to glance at the woman. There was more there than appeared to be on the surface perhaps he had stumbled onto a street thief or smuggler. Sliding the holster around his waist, he quickly slipped a dagger out and palmed it and then moved up beside her. Since this tunnel only goes one way, let me take the lead for now. Least I can do after getting you into this mess he murmured, keeping his voice low since he didnt know how well sound carried. Slipping past her, dagger in hand, he headed off down the tunnel at a swift walk, sidestepping debris and ducking cobwebs with each step. The skitter of rats could be heard in the distance, a sound he ignored though he hated the furry things, but nothing else reached his ears other than her footfalls. Glancing back once, he flashed a smile then continued on, his thoughts on the man in question. He had no idea who was chasing him but they were definitely an organized bunch, something that bothered him greatly. Vowing to ask her more about it when they finally stopped, he continued on. Reaching their first juncture in the tunnel system, he came to an abrupt stop as the faint sound of an alarm blaring could be heard. Turning to her, he frowned. Looks like they finally breached the front door. How much further do we have to go?
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (DareToDream & RetroWitchcraft)

You dont have to lead the way, she replied to him tartly. This tunnel was created by my family. I know it right better than anyone. When he took the lead anyway and annoyed huff escaped from her nose. The whole situation had her frazzled and frustrated. He had leaded the authorities to her home and lair the only safe haven a thief had. The law would be watching and hanging around the den for months now. A techno mage was a rare find and it would chap their arses considerably to know one had slipped through their fingers. A curse was muttered beneath her breath that made the torches in her vicinity flicker. The sound of the rats did not bother her any. That was something that she had come accustomed to out on the street. The furry creatures were everywhere and, until one actually tried to bite her, she paid them no mind. Though plenty had a fear of the filthy buggers and she did not blame them. Blighters carried illness and death with them. However the foreign sound of the alarm jilted her. Its sound was almost metallic and years of being inactive also gave the device a warbling distortion. Blimey, that is nightmarish, isnt it? Marle asked to no one in particular. When he asked the question she paused. There was once a map that measured out the length of the tunnel but that had been long lost. It reaches all the way outside of the city and deposits us in the middle of the forest. Well be walking for quite a ways. Dont worry though. Weve got a head start already and it will take them a bit to discover the magic sealing the trapdoor anyhow. No matter how fast they go, they wont be able to catch up. There was also the fact that both of them were rather slender and wore light weight clothing. At least one member of that team would be hulking around in armor and, if her hunch was right, Marcus DShante was with them. The sheriff was a talented mage but had a weak constitution for physical activity and would do nothing but slow the party down due to the length of the great tunnel. That man was a slimy git if Marle had ever met one and worse than the rats when it came to contagions! After a long while of travel, to the point that the pretty thiefs feet ached, the dirt path inclined indicating that they had reached the other door. Another sigh escaped her lips. Thank the gods known and unknown! At least the awkward and forced conversation that the two shared during their time in the tunnel came to an end and would likely not start again for quite some time. The forest was a dangerous, dangerous place. Be careful now. She informed him as she strode ahead of him. She placed her hand to the door and muttered a few things. Again purplish light came from her fingertips and the door sprang to life and flew open. As she pulled herself out of the door, her eyes widened. It was earlier in the day than what she had realized. The sun barely filtered through the thick canopy but still provided some shiny yellow light. A wee bit brighter than what I thought but no matter. Ferocious beasts are still lurking about.
Thread: An Unlikely Duo (DareToDream & RetroWitchcraft)

He grinned at her words, listening the sound blare out an image of the crowd cringing, some even bolting from the sound came into his mind and the grin deepened. The element of surprise was one thing his magic usually allowed him to have and it had no doubt worked wonders back there. At the very least it would disorient their followers and buy them time, though he also hoped the number had dwindled a little. Definitely nightmarish he answered, his voice low even though no one was around to hear them. Almost makes me want to pity their poor ear drums. Almost. Leaning against the nearest dirt wall, he watched as she got her bearings, her heart darting one way than the other. He used the moment to catch his breath and take stock of his situation and realized he was in a grim position. One minute hed been taking a hot shower, the first on far too much time, and the next hed been running for his life from an angry mob, one hell bent on capturing him and using his magic for their own good. He knew hed gotten lucky when he found her lair but how long would that luck last? There was no telling and that bothered him greatly though there was nothing to be done about it. Turning towards her, listened intently, nodding when she was done. Lets do it then. The sooner we get moving, the faster we get there. I wont rest easy until we know weve truly left them behind. Following her lead they headed off, walking in silence as they covered league after league of dirt tunnel, each footfall kicking up tiny clouds of dust or sending furry critters scurrying. Twice he managed to walk right into massive cobwebs, swearing up a storm as he swatted at the silky strands, trying to get them off. Before long, he sentenced the end approaching and closed ranks, coming up behind her. He didnt bother to respond to her words, simply waiting for her to do her thing, and soon the flare of light pierced the tunnel. Within moments they were outside. He paused once on the other side of the door, listening carefully as his eyes scanned their immediate area. They were in the forest, where an eerie silence reigned. Surrounding them on all sides were trees of all shapes and sizes, many of them gloomy looking and gnarled by age. At their base were numerous bushes, some wispy and thin and others thick and tangled. Leaves coated the forest floor, along with fallen limbs, and the sounds of animals could be heard in the distance. At the mention of the word beasts, his head snapped back around and he stared at her then down at the measly dagger in his hand then at the sword on her hip, an idea coming to him. Listen, I know Ive caused you nothing but trouble but its safer out here for two instead of one so maybe we should stick together for a little while longer. You wont be able to go back to your place for a while anyway he cringed internally, knowing he was the cause of that also and our talents potentially complement each other. Traveling with a Techno Mage might be dangerous for you though so its your call. Do we stick together or part ways here?