I am in Turkey, Souk to be specific as the Animus tells me. They call it the initiation project, i call it the Sadists' game. I know what to do, kill and survive, but i have never been to this place, it is so completely differerent to Italy. It's beautiful and exotic and really hot.
"The session will begin in 10 seconds, good luck." I hear the voice but i don't know where it is coming from, i don't care, i've heard it all before. I look down, i'm carrying an axe at my side, i hold it in my hand, it feels good, it feels like it can inflict damage.
"Session beginning in 5,4,3,2,1."
With no time to waste, i begin walking, pushing through the crowds, i watch as the belly dancers move with grace and beauty and merchants shout to grab the crowd's interest. I look around, i know my target is here somewhere, i enter the markets filled with spices, Turkish smoking pipes and Baklava, all the sights and smells truly fascinating. A merchant asks me to purchase one of his goods, i push him away with force, he falls to the ground and everyone stops and turns slowly. They're looking to see what is happening, shi t i think as i run into the crowds, my heart pounding, i know that someone is following me, i feel hunted.
I turn to glance over my shoulder and i see him staring at me, the Moroccan man, his skin as black as night. He stands, his leg against the wall, something about his eyes they seem different -
I feel someone grab my hair and tug hard, i grunt with pain. I fall to the ground and look up to see a sword coming down on me, the priest-like man holding it almost ceremoniously until the sword began to come down. I just about rolled to the side and kicked him with my leg straight in the face with him falling into a bunch of Lanterns from a Market stall. I began to run.
I ran through the market stalls and through a deserted alley, smoke dust flying into my eyes, and thats when i met a dead end. A wall, the city wall. No ledge, nothing to climb up with. i turn, he stands there looking at me, the priest man. He smiles and unsheaths his sword.
"You filthy who re, after i have killed you, i am going to rape your dead corpse."
He was flung against a wall, he screamed as teeth bit into his jugular, blood gushing out, it was my target. I burst into hysterics, my hands trembling, i grasped at the axe, it felt heavy and good. What is this thing?! I begin to cry, is it even human? He carries a mace at his side, his skin is pale, little details that don't matter i remind myself. Kill him. I run, he swivels and turns crounching like a predator and roars, blood and spit flying out his mouth, i don't stop running.
I lift the axe and bring it down with the most force i can muster, it shatters his, or its skull, slowing halfway through his skull. I lift my knee and kick his jaw violently, he tries to scream but it has already gone through his mouth and cut his tongue in two. I pull it out, and swivel on the spot and lodge the axe into his cheek, he sprawls across the floor.
I look up at the sky, it beings to rain, i feel the rain run down my face. The worse part is, the guilt of killing is fading, i feel numb. I laugh as only a single tear leaves my face, i know this will be my last tear, i smile and i fall to the ground in a heap.
Oh god, please save me, save my soul. It's fading, and i don't care, i should care but i don't.
Last edited by stingray10; 09-14-2012 at 09:43 PM.
Bump!
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I'll eventually finish that Harlequin vs Jester... went into a nice little art block but I think I've recovered from it.
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These are the four characters I look forward to in the AC3 MP! The Huntsman, Pioneer, Independent, and Bieber 2.0 (Robber).
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Last edited by Equilux; 10-20-2012 at 08:02 PM.
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Wow awesome stuff Equilux! :O