Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-3293219-20140212115518

The two of them slept, long into the night and into the late hours of the morning. Kaizen had, unknowingly, rolled onto his side in the night and wrapped his arm around Petra's stomach, embracing her as she slept.

The Black Argonian, slowly, awoke. He blinked, rapidly as his eyes adjusted to the light and his mind got over the shock of waking up. He hated mornings, daytime itself was a chore as he always embraced the night and its concealing shadows.

He realised that he was still holding Petra but he didn't give it much thought, after what they did the other night, he highly doubted that she'd mind. He glanced down at her, to check on her, only to notice that she wasn't there and that he was actually embracing a pillow. The imperial had broken free, her half of the cuffs hung over the side of the pillow, leaving Kaizen with the other half, still strapped to his wrist.

This is the last time...  He cut the thought out, he had to find her.

Kaizen pulled himself out of bed, slapping her half of the cuffs on his wrist, so that she couldn’t cuff him to anything and went out into the hallway, he was greeted by a wild rattling, that sounded like the wind was blowing against the shutters of a window or...

''She's trying the front door! ''

The Black Argonian thundered down the stairs, after her. He stopped to see her pulling, frantically, at the door handle in a panic stricken struggle to escape. Normally, he'd come down with a smile and stop her but he'd given her too many chances...

She turned around, expecting to slink back to her bed like a teenager missing curfew but then she saw him at the top of the stairs, like he was a specter of fear.

Petra knew that she was done for; she gasped and swallowed, running down into the undercroft in an effort to prolong her life by a few minutes.

The argonian rolled his eyes and slowly, walked after her. His steps were as heavy as possible as he wanted to make a sound that would strike fear into her very soul, with every step.

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Kaizen stepped down into the forge and training area, she hadn't thought to take any of the swords or weapons to attack him with... or maybe she was just smarter than he gave her credit for.

He slowly walked through the lower levels, his feet swept across the floor as he dragged them along, scanning the corners of the room to ensure that she wasn't hiding, waiting to jump out at him.

The Black Argonian's eyes slowly scanned the room, thoroughly checking every square inch of it. He'd find her... end her...

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Turning up empty handed, Kaizen decided that he'd try the next room; the actual undercroft. He opened the door and stepped inside, seeing a large area, which he recognised from his father's journal. It was described in great detail as it was a very important part of the priory, historically at least. This was where the Blue Argonian, Pilerius, fought his brothers and sister in arms to earn the crusader's relics and where Pelinal fought his, twenty years after...

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The First Son stepped into the undercroft and looked around for any signs of Petra, her position was given away by her quiet sobs. Kaizen felt something tug at his heart as if Sithis was reaching out to him, to tell him that he didn't want this but he knew that it was just a distraction. She had to die…

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The argonian stepped forward, seeing the girl knelt in front of the crusader's relics. They had been preserved for many years, exactly as his brother had left them. They didn't look new, slightly dull but this just made them look more impressive and more modest.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Looks can be decieving… <span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">They never rusted or rotted away and no dust would cling to them... they were eternal.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Petra knelt, almost like a praying monk as she pressed her forehead against the stone floor, crying, softly, to herself. Kaizen stopped to watch her before stepping into the room, his heavy boot hitting the stone floor had drawn her attention. She gasped as she saw him, looking fearful but not panicked... almost as if she was accepting the inevitable.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"I did warn you..." Kaizen sighed, drawing his knife from his belt.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"I kn- I know..." Petra stammered, tears rolling down her face as she swallowed again. "I'm sorry..."

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The argonian stepped forward, until he was right in front of her. He nodded, seconds before he shoved his dagger into her stomach, causing her to gasp and cry out in pain as he caught her and lowered her to the floor. He slowly dragged his hand along her back, along her neck and held her head up with his hand, which had been buried under her thick, red hair.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">She gasped and stuttered as pain and shock shot through her body, she knew that she was going to die.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen removed the blade and stabbed her again, just left of the original wound. She grimaced and winced as the blade sunk in, causing more tears to roll down her face as she gasped again from the pain of having the knife removed a second time.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The argonian plunged the knife into her stomach a third time, again, she gasped and her jaw shivered as a million thoughts shot through her head. He didn't know what she was thinking... Family?

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Friends?

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">…

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Him?

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen's right hand was covered in blood and his coat was heavily stained, he was amazed that she had survived the stabbings long enough to give him a tearful look as he lay her on the floor, resting her head against the stone as he pushed the tip of the blade against her chest.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"I'm sorry to..."

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">With that whisper, Kaizen drove the knife into her heart. It pained him that she looked at him with confusion as if she had forgiven him or was about to...

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">She cried out again, gagging as she tried to breathe. Her gaze, slowly, left him as she looked up at the ceiling, until she, eventually, lay her head back and closed her eyes...

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">For the last time...

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Her head roller over to her left, if her eyes were open, she’d be looking at the wall opposite Kaizen but as they were shut, they were probably fixed on some other place. All look of pain, quickly left her face as she came to be at peace.

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<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen retrieved the blade and closed his eyes, placing three of his fingers on her arm.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">It was done...

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Like father, like son..." A familiar voice said, coming from his left.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">He looked over at the crusader's relics to see that Pelinal had now filled them, he was looking down on his brother... as always.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Shut up..." The argonian pulled himself to his feet and sheathed the blade, 'Pelinal' wasn't real, he was just a figurement of his imagination.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Is this a generational thing? Sleeping with women and then killing them?"

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen glanced down at Petra's body; she was already pale as the colour was quickly fading from her face...

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"She knew... I never promised her anything… It's not the same thing."

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"How is it not?"

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen glanced up, his brother hadn't moved an inch since he materialised.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"I don't have to justify anything, least of all to you." The Black Argonian seethed.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Well, I'll always have this over you. Now, I'm the one who is least like father..." Pelinal's tone was almost emotionless, like he had ascended to sainthood. This was one of many things that Kaizen loathed about his presence.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"You're a self-righteous, judgmental, bastard... you are him."

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"And you're a sadistic brute, guess we're both him in our own way."

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The argonian hung his head... he was right but he'd never admit it or accept it.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Petra... 

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">What was the difference between her and his mother? All that deception, pretending that she was important to him, everything that they had done over the last week as if it was leading up to something and then…

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">He killed her.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">He may have had the decency to betray her personally, using a knife, instead of a child to bring her down but everything else was the same to him, this scenario was a reconstruction of his origin. It made him… now it was breaking him.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"I'm not him..."

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Sorry, I couldn’t hear you. Your lies were drowned out by the sound of her blood, dripping, from your hands." Pelinal replied, still in an echoing monotone.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The argonian glanced down and saw how dark red his hands were... stained in her blood. He clenched his fist, the blood squished between his fingers as he calculated his next move.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Well, at least you had the decency to make it quick..."

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Shu'''t up!" '''The argonian snapped at him, marching over and throwing a punch at the self-righteous, contemptible wretch's face. The punch knocked his face, so hard, that it caused him to look to his left. He didn't look injured or impressed as he turned back for another.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen was happy to oblige as he grabbed Pelinal's breastplate and threw him to the floor, repeatedly slamming his fist into his face, unable to inflict any damage.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">He didn't care, punching him felt so good on its own...

''<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">I am not my father! ''<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">He threw several punches at his face, pulling him up to head-butt him and slam him back onto the floor to beat on him some more.

''<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">I am not that... ''<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The Black Argonian continued to beat on his brother, doing a lot more damage to his hand than the Green Argonian's face.

''<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Uncaring, piece of shit! ''<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The outcast continued to pummel the Divine Crusader, his hand was badly swollen, most likely broken but it didn't stop him. In fact... he was beginning to enjoy inflicting the pain on himself.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"I am not my bastard father!"

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<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen gasped and woke up, panting heavily as the rage from his dream had left as he slowly regained control of his emotions, however, panic still remained.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">He glanced over to Petra, who had curled up, into a ball as she snoozed.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Somehow... he was relieved that he hadn't killed her. The argonian fell back, onto the bed as he looked up at the ceiling, sighing heavily.

<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The room had been lit up by daylight, he must have overslept...

''<span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-themecolor: text1; mso-ansi-language: EN;">I'll wait until she wakes up... ''