The sudden outburst he made set the silver haired teen at ease. Oh how everything hurt him dearly. The wounds that were obtained during the explosion, he was 100% sure that the wounds had reopened. Whether they were worse or not was a question he was wondering about. The blood from the wounds began to seep slowly and Altair had no choice but to endure. "Wow hey there." Upon hearing the voice of the gaming kid, Altair opened his eyes as he listened to the words of praise he received "thats great, I guess I'd better work extra hard if I want to catch up to you" Altair said as he closed his eyes and grinned "Heh I feel sorry for any monster or demon that stands in our way" Altair said with a light chuckle. It merely hurt just to speak at the moment but he still appreciated the boy's enthusiasm. Though he felt great from his outburst, he felt like crap soon after, having realized that his outburst could have brought forth unnecessary feelings. Opening his eyes slightly his vision soon started to spiral but Altair endured because he was a tuff mofo, and possibly the strongest one there.
Laying down on his back, Altair just stayed there on his back as he listened to the demon's words. As she spoke her displeasure and her curse, Altair closed his eyed and smirked "ah I see, well I am sorry it had to come to his little Crestatia" Altair said. The smirk on his face soon grew into a sickening one and a chaotic laughter was suddenly let out. "curse...curse, curse, curse, curse, curse, CUUUUUUURRRRRSE" Altair yelled as he laughed crazily, placing his hand over his face. His laughter just grew louder and louder as he laughed and he just didn't know why. "VERY WELL CRESTATIA LETS SEE HOW THIS ALL PLAYS OUT" Altair yelled out as his laughter dimmed down a bit as he his smile softened. "In my eyes your like a mere child playing with her little dollies" Altair said as he closed his eyes "do try to entertain me" Altair said, his body had reached it's limit and he couldn't move at all. Altair felt no regret and accepted the curse he was planted with. Kallisti was not the only one who needed to punished, if death was a punishment then those in the room all deserved it and not just Kallisti alone. They were all the jury and Kallisti was the executioner. One thing he realized was that he did not gain the penalty of death, and it was there that he realized that the demoness still felt he had purpose "ah thats good" Altair said very quietly with a smile.
And so the deed was done, the arrow was fired at the innocent girl. In the end Abigail was chosen as the sacrifice and was fated to die. The once calm Altair stood up from his seat and coldly stared at the event take place. His eyes never moved from the spectacle that occurred and he watched as the arrow pierced the girl. Just how much death did the boy have to watch, even in this so called land of the free, death seemed to follow him wherever he went. They all died and left him all alone. He could not smile, for that would be an insult to the death that the girl received. Was he that selfish to leave a girl to die in order to save his own life? Altair chose to bear the regret that would assault him and watch. The girl fell to the ground and Altair sighed "its done" Altair said as he began to walk towards the stage. Nothing had seemed to happen and he wished to see the corpse of the sacrifice, but then it happened. The lights had come off and once again the sinister voice had echoed through the entire auditorium. It was her typical commentary of their recent activity and Altair decided to seize the chance to speak with the goddess about something. He causally began to walk towards the stage that Kallisti stood upon, but then he realized just what was going to happen. An eye for an eye? Before Altair knew it he began to run towards the possessed girl. His body was acting on its own, he had seen too much death and now that he could prevent a death he just had to do something, even if it meant his life. From the corner of his eye noticed it, the floating bow that threatened her life. He needed to act fast. His speed was nothing to scoff at, hell it would be best to just call him Altaïr instead. The bow was being ready to fire and Altair had managed to only just hop upon the stage. With such a quick action he lack the balance upon reaching the top of the stage and began to stagger forward. Using this as an advantage Altair rushed forward at a fast speed, his wounds were burning crazily but this didn't stop him in the slightest. "YOU DAMN MANIPULATIVE DEMONESS" Altair yelled at the top of his lungs as he collided into the possessed Kallisti in an attempt to knock them both down and avoid the arrow. While colliding into the girl he raised his left arm in an attempt to have the arrow pierce the arm instead of anything major. It was a pitiful attempt to save his own life, but he wished to save the girl and survive, he wished to accomplish his true goal before his own death.
Spoiler: ReEnter Hogwarts Entrance And so he could sense it, the foul sense of prana that did not belong. And so the might king materialized before the newcomers to the castle and he crossed his arms as he stared at the purple haired girl. "So you've still haven't died yet girl, to what business do you have among this castle" the king stated with a smile as he stared down at her. He was full aware of her true origin, the artificial holy grail that would absorb the spirits of the departed heroic spirits. Whether she lost that status or not didn't matter, he felt no need to skewer the girl. Had she dared to make an attempt of any form of damage to him then the girl would suffer a permanent death. He wouldn't dare let it happen like before.
Hunger struck the teen, but he simply endured. He had much endured much worse before and for now hunger was at the least of his mind. The conversation had taken a great turn and Altair thoroughly enjoyed listening to their conversation. It had finally come to the thought of sacrifice, culling out the weak while the strong was left to live. True this was all hypothetical at the moment but just was was holding them back from pulling through with it? Would they really kill somebody to save another? A better question was who exactly would he choose if he had to... He found them all quite interesting really. They had their own strengths and their own quirks and Altair would be quite disappointed at the early disposal of a member of their little chaotic group. Would killing of another person work? What would happen if this so called plan failed? What sort of guilt will they feel for the sad victim in the whole entire mess. Resting his elbow on the armrest beside him, Altair rested his cheek on his hand and closed his eyes as he continued to smile his soft smile "Know this, nobody is useless...we all have our roles in this world, whether its small or major. Everybody can change the world in their little way...either through good...or even evil" Altair said upon hearing the words of Aileen. It had been quite a long time since he actually said anything so if anybody forgot about his presence, well they either knew of it now or just ignored him. Abigail, Brian, and Aileen, the top three of the shank list. Those three had done no wrong yet they are still the few that were chosen to be killed off like mere animal. Only those who proved their worth were allowed to live. For now Altair only wished to see the results of their actions and observe their emotions, whether they would run wild or turn to steel.
And so they began to talk, the group just talked and talked and talked. There was nothing they could do at the moment and so it was logical that they spoke, but what what discussed was interesting to say the least "Kill" Altair muttered quietly as a sickening smirk crept across his face, the very same smirk that made its appearance when Thomas' death was announce. Once again he could only cover his face with the palm of his hand in an attempt to cover the smirk. It was such an interesting concept that Madeline brought up. Could they really go through with it? could they really kill another human. Altair knew nothing about these people and their past. He wondered just which one among them would kill another person...if he were to put it casually he would say "who had the balls to kill another". Narrowing his eyes Altair glanced through the gap between his fingers and stared at Madeline. The cold girl had piked his interest greatly and he was quite amused by her. Time felt like it was frozen, but once the sound of Cherno's applaud reached his ears he soon snapped out of it. With the smirk having returned to a soft smile, Altair lowered his hand from his face and crossed his arms once more. For now he continued to listen for a while and waited until he felt it was the right time to speak.
Altair focus soon met its way to the 15 year old boy. Out of everything that was said the boy managed to inform them of something of great importance."Good job...here's a cookie" Altair said as he reeled out a cookie from his jacket pocket and tossed it over to Anthony. Before the madness that began in the auditorium, Altair had only recently bought the cookie from a near by vending machine and planned to save the thing for later, but now felt the boy deserved the cookie. The cookie was quite big and it was still sealed in its plastic. Having sent the chocolaty delight over to the boy Altair sat back against his chair. Sure the sugar probably had the chance of bring forth some side effects, but Altair didn't mind. So far out of what was said Altair didn't break anything. Maybe he broke the rule about the religion thing but that was minor. Love, mercy, forgiveness, hope...was the deity trying to cause chaos? was she trying to see if she could awaken the selfishness of mankind? It brought humor to the silver haired teen. If that was the goal of the witch then it would play quite well with what Altair wished to see. It was amusing, but when he really thought about it there actually was one rule that he most likely broke... "No Acceptance" Altair muttered the rule quietly and crossed his arms with a soft smile.
And so everybody had managed to flee the warehouse. Excluding Skye, it seemed that none of them really gained any serious wounds. Now alone, Grey stared out at the hoards of zombies and narrowed his eye. "tsk its she predicted...they seem to be slowly developing" Grey said backing away a bit as the zombies began to proceed further. He recalled the notes of a former college that had worked alongside him in the past resistance group. She spoke of a theory she had about the beast and it seemed the theory was slowly turning into the truth. "even if its a very slow growth, it still brings us a disadvantage." Grey said. Fatigue and slight wounds had begun to overcome the leader and he had reached the point were retreat was a must. With everybody out of the zombie hive, his task as leader was accomplished. Grey had to time it right, many zombies were still around but a good number were killed off during the struggle. They all stood before him and the exit was only a few steps behind him. The zombies crept slowly at the moment, but the second Grey made any big movement, they would pounce and try to devour him. Narrowing his eyes, Grey smirked "well then, come on you bastards" Grey said as he immediately dropped the metal pipe in his hands. As the pipe dropped with a loud clang, the assault began. A zombie, who had been ahead of the others attempted to take a bite out of the frigid leader. Thrusting his left arm forward Grey grabbed the zombie's neck. The zombie tried its best to bite the arm but could not. No matter how much it clawed at the arm it did no good. The artificial arm was a perfect tool that prevented the infection from entering the body. Though it was great, it was a pain to maintain with the lack of materials.Though Grey always attempted to keep the arm in good condition, he really had no choice at the current time. Acting fast, Grey immediately twisted his body and flung the zombie into the heard, knocking away those who were closing in. With this small window of opportunity, Grey immediately jumped backwards and brought out the bow that was attached to his back. Reeling out an arrow, Grey set the arrow in place. The arrow was a special one, a prototype that Grey had been tinkering with. Once it hit the opponent, it would release a small force that would knock those nearby away. It couldn't kill anybody and the downside included the fact that it could also affect other allies and himself as well. It also wasn't the easiest to make. Despite this it was the perfect time to try out the arrow. Reeling back the arrow, Grey immediately fired it at the chest of a zombie. If there was one thing he was proud of, it was his skill with a bow. The arrow managed to hit the zombie an the force of impact caused the front-line zombies to crash into those behind them. What used to be a downside soon became an advantage. The force was close enough to slightly knock back the leader much more closer to the exit. He skidded down towards it and took very few seconds to recover from the slight recoil. With that action the zombies that had not been paying attention had now started to. Taking no time, Grey rushed out the exit of the warehouse and began to flee. Step one was complete, but step two had now arrived. Now the main goal was to lose the zombies and return to base. He wondered how pissed the others were. One thing was clear...he was extremely pissed at none other than himself.
In the safety of the auditorium Altair took a seat on one of the many seats of the auditorium and calmly crossed his arms. He merely sat there and watched as the remaining teens began to enter and strange events take place. A stone wall that barricaded the exits and prevented escape...Crestatia wanted them to remain in the room, but for what reason? There had to be a reason why they were simply locked in and there was something that Crestatia was waiting for. Closing his eyes, Altair merely smiled a nonchalant smile "Ah, dear Crestatia...what is it that you seek this time? you've gathered us all here, but for what reason?...does the master wish to meet her pitiful pawn?" Altair said quietly as he opened and narrowed his eyes with a smirk "or are you already here?" Altair said. Ever since the first day he had spoke many times like that, speaking to the empty air. Though his intent was really to really let the deity hear his words, he could never tell if his words reached the witch.
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5 HOUSES ARE FLOODING!! His eye suddenly began to twitch at the fact that he was called an old man, but that immediately subsided upon being apologized to. A familiar person stood before him...what what his name? well that didn't really matter at the moment as he listened to the teen speak. "ah Auditorium...got it" Altair said as he witnessed the teen leave. The really needed to make haste and get to safety fast. The school would not be a safe haven forever and they needed to be prepared. As he thought about this another thought crept across his mind "that damn old man wouldn't die that easily...I could shoot him in the chest and the ******* would still walk up to me and give me a smack" Altair said with a groan. As he prepared to leave a thought suddenly came up "**** THOSE TWO HAVEN'T RETURNED YET" Altair yelled as he rushed, recalling Madeline and Quintus hadn't returned. There was no time to be cautious about his wound. He needed to hurry quickly before anything bad happened. Reaching towards where the two were cuddled oh so nicely, Altair stopped running. Had this not been a deadly situation they were in, he would have left them to cuddle. "I hate to interrupt your little moment but we better get moving. Lets meet at the auditorium, its the safest place at the moment" Altair said a he turned away "I'll meet you there...sorry but I try to help I will only slow you all down" Altair said as he proceeded towards the auditorium. Spoiler: Meanwhile "**** **** **** WHAT THE FRIGGIN HELL?!! YOU ******* WHY THE HELL WON'T YOU FRIGGIN ANSWER YOUR DAMN PHONE" The old man yelled as he stood on top of the rooftop of his home. He had tried countless times to call the kid but for some goddamn reason he would not answer. Tossing the phone into the flooded town the man's eye began to twitch. "YOU DAMN YOUNG BRAT" the old man yelled.
17 WATER'S RISING!! Altair's eyes widened upon hearing the girls voice yell out to him. "you've got quite a way with words miss" Altair said as he closed his eyes with a sigh "your right how very stupid of me" Altair said as he glanced over at the girl "sorry for my assumption...it was wrong of me to say such a thing" Altair said sincerely. Her words made him realize just how little he actually knew people, the single memory of others clouded his mind and thus he came to a conclusion he usually avoided. Closing his eyes Altair smiled at the girl "I always attempt to make friends but at the moment I am doing a terrible job...I really suck at it" Altair said calmly as he leaned his head back to the wall.
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20 WATER'S RISING!! As Altair watched Madeline walk off, Altair turned his attention back to Quintus. "ah its a pain in the ass really but I'll manage" Altair said with a smile as he slowly leaned against a near by wall. "I understand why you were in such a rush and I truly commend you for caring for a friend like that" Altair said sincerely as he looked over at his new companion. "Its nice to see somebody care about another person. I tried to at least befriend the girl but it seems she dislikes me" Altair said nonchalantly as he stared up at the dark ceiling calmly. "but I'm used to it...they all feel the same way about me...always with the stares" Altair said shifting his eyes over at Quintus "....I wouldn't even be surprised if you though the same way" Altair said coldly as he closed his eyes and groaned. "why the hell did I just say that....ignore what was just said...if you feel uncomfortable just say the word and I will flee" Altair said with a smile.
that sounds like a good idea
26 Taking the moment to rest himself against the lockers, Altair took a deep breath and stood up straight "there I should be alright now" Altair muttered as he took a step forward. Quintus had left him, most likely to meet up with Madeline. He finally found some company and they managed to leave him. He really didn't wish to be alone so he decided to attempt to encounter the other two once more. The distance wasn't as far as he thought it would be. Using his cane for balance, Altair walked back up to the duo "hey sorry about that, kinda got a bit dizzy back there" Altair said closing his eyes as he scratched the back of his head as he let out a small chuckle. "Would you mind if I stuck with you guys? If not I understand" Altair said opening his eyes as stared at the two. Quintus was alright, but Madeline confused him. Just why did she exactly hate him so? He never did anything wrong and he all he ever did was just try to be nice. That cold attitude, it reminded him of himself. For now he would merely counter Madeline's glares with a smile.
DAY 8 December 7th, Thursday, 12am Altair just groaned as he was knocked down, it was a miracle that his wounds hadn't reopened at this point, but for now he had to endure. Sitting up a bit Altair glanced up as Quintus offered him a hand. Accepting her help, Altair grabbed her hand and lifted himself up "its alright, I should have been more careful...I'll manage" Altair said as he rose to his feet. Letting go of her hand he immediately used his cane to balance himself. Upon hearing Quintus excuse herself Altair glance up at the girl "ah no probl-.....oh she is already gone" Altair said quietly. Taking a step forward, dizziness soon found itself assaulting the teen and he soon found himself staggering into the lockers with a big bang "M-My bad" Altair yelled out to inform the others that he was the source of the bang. Resting his body and head on the locker, Altair groaned "Frig my life" Altair said quietly.
With a relaxed sigh Altair finished off his bowl of soup and placed the bowl down "well that will satisfy me for a good while" Altair said with a calm smile as he walked down the hallways. At this point Altair could only question himself about what he could do as he was trapped in the school. There really wasn't much to do and he questioned whether he should seek out the others in the email. What were they to him? friends? allies? or merely acquaintances...the latter sounded the most accurate. Closing his eyes with a sigh, Altair continued to walk down the dark halls up until he hears some footsteps "hm? whats that" Altair said opening his eyes and glanced ahead at the figure heading towards him at a pretty fast speed. Once he noticed the incoming figure Altair 's eyes began to widen. "EHH QU-QUINT-" Altair began to yell and stopped mid way as the two collided into each other. Falling to the ground, let out a loud groan "d-damn my luck" Altair said.
Some kind of soup, that what was being served over at the cafeteria. It look like some chicken soup but he wasn't really sure, all he knew was it was warm and it tasted quite alright. With bowel in hand Altair began to walk away and begin to eat it as he walked. As he walked on he noticed a familiar face in the crowd. Taking a few second to recall the name, Altair smiled once he recalled it and walked up to the teen "yo John nice to see you. I take it your off to get something to eat?" Altair said with a smile. He recalled the plans with Cherno but that was obviously cancelled
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