Lonely Forest (elf/spirit/human RP) *R.I.P.*

[Shiko Hayashi]

Avalbane suddenly was plunged into a dream that swiftly turned into a nightmare.

Avalbane saw him, standing in the shadows. She felt a faint tugging sense, but she turned away. She could hear the slice of a dagger as the shadow slipped it's knife out, fearful, she began to run, searching for a place to hide. There was nothing. Nowhere. Then, she realized where she was running and stopped, frozen. She was on an ice lake that was covered in snow. Cracks formed below her. She turned and faced her attacker. He was the wolf elf she had killed. He snarled at her and howled at the sky. He stomped once. "Don't." She whispered, fear lacing through her. He stomped again. Sweat formed on her hands. He grinned. He stomped once last time. It was like someone had fired a gun. The ice below her gave way and she felt herself sinking into the freezing cold depths. She gazed up in horror at the man and bubbles flew from her mouth. She tried to swim, to move, but her body was beyond moving. her eyes began to close as she slipped down, down, down into the murky depths, never to be found and taken by the sea's cold, wet hands....

She awoke with a start, sweat on her brow and her breathing slightly ragged. She realized that the hand that had been clenching held her knife. When had she unsheathed it? She was so confused she was hardly aware of Altair or Ezio next to her. She forced her racing heart to calm down and she sheathed her knife, gazing at her hands, her left hand resuming it's clenching. Beware, child. Remember this dream. the demon in the back of her head whispered.

[cazio]

Altair stopped laughin as the elf girl's breathing sharpened. Ezio scanned her face, searching for a sign that the demon was coming. Altair spoke nonchalantly, "Nightmare." And turned his focus elsewhere. Ezio wasn't so sure, after all, everything in this forest made the smallest things sinister. He was about to wake her when she started awake and he noticed she had unsheathed her blade.
"What's wrong?" He murmured, eyes on her knife.

[Shiko Hayashi]

"Dang it." She muttered. "Enzine. A partner I had to work with once. We didn't get along. Especially after he killed me. Twice. I could of sworn that I remembered that river and the icy feeling." She shivered and goose bumps formed on her arms. "I need to train. Badly." She said, noting the shakes in her hands as the adrenaline rushed through her from the dream. She stood up, swayed slightly, and she headed for the door. Her hand was on the handle when she stopped. She froze, her eyes wide and her nostrils flaring a the scent. Like a snake who was about to catch it's prey. That scent. And Lero's scent was gone. Her hand clenched and the door knob turned to dust. She bared her teeth and unsheathed her knife. "They have found me." She snarled, her voice low, rough, and strangely demonic.She dropepd the powder left over from the doorknob and peered out the window carefully. A line of Dark Elves sat outside, their hands twitching on their blades. They constantly glanced at the house, waiting perhaps, for someone to emerge. In the front of the men, a man stood, gazing at the house, contemplating. She stopped looking at him as soon as her vision tinted red nad a wild demonic hiss escaped her lips. Her hands trembled violently now. "I'm going to kill that lying snake." She hissed, her voice not her own. She stalked to the door, her walk resembling that of a cat stalking her prey. Her canine teeth were bared in a snarl and her eyes were narrowed and red.

[cazio]

So that's what Altair was looking at! Ezio thought as he saw the line of elves outside the house. He'd wanted to comfort Avalbane out of her nightmare, but seeing her current mood he didn't think she would notice if he did.
"Elf girl, what do you think your going to accomplish out there against a line of trained elves?" Altair spat, his eyes narrowed. "You ahead and get yourself killed, but don't put all of us in danger because of it." Ezio shot him a look but Altair gave him such a glare that if looks could kill, Ezio would be reduced to smouldering ash.

"We're human, not immortal like every other creature here seems to be." Altair finished threateningly.

"Avalbane," Ezio said gently, "Think first, then fight." He felt trapped, he was forbidden to help her because when he looked out the window with eagle vision, the elves were pink. He could attack them, but it would have concequences. Bad ones. He didn't know what they would be, but every time he'd chosen to attack pink tinted enemies something terrible happened. Once he'd thought he'd assassinated a harmless pink glowing gaurd and didn't realize that he was a messenger being waited on hand and foot by 30 some guards. That had been a fun time trying to fight them off.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Avalbane snarled at Altair. "I am immortal, child. I cannot die no matter how hard they try." She hissed, slipping into the she-demon's plural. She clenched her fists and then thought for a second. She shook her head and began pacing, trying to rid the demon from her outer self. "There has to be another way out of this house. So that we can sneak behind them and find Lero. Then, I will slaughter them all." She said, hissing the last words. She clenched her hands and rubbed her temples, as if she was trying to rub the demon side of her away.
Lero.... Where are you?
She said, trying to thought speak to him. It was a few seconds before he replied.
Hidden. The Dark Elves brought their best assassins and it seems their lord as well. Don't come out Avalbane. He wants to talk to you and then plans on slaughtering you in front of them. He wants you to become a circus freak show. He wants to show the other elves that you can't die....\
Lero's words made her even angrier and she fought against the red tinting as it slid over her vision. She stood still, taking deep and ragged breaths, trying to control herself.
You are not the only one angry, child.
She she-demon hissed in the back of her head. That was why she couldn't control her anger easily. Because the she-demon as angry as well. 'Do you have a plan?" She said out loud, to Ezio and to the she-demon.
As soon as you get in a clear shot of them, I plan to rip them apart with your bare hands. But that's just my plan. The she-demon hissed, a hint of humor in her wild rage.

[cazio]

"Well," Ezio answered thinking quickly. "I'm sure Altair and I can provide a distraction, but I'd rather not get into combat with guardias rosso." He looked at Altair for approval.
"Only because our lives are safest providing a distraction." He answered standing up from the couch. Ezio smiled.
"Ready for old time brother?" Altair gave a smirked.
"Always, Ezio." Ezio turned back to Avalbane.
"Just give us the cue." He flexed both of his blades out and Altair did the same. THeir smiles faded and they were overcome by a deadly serious look. They were trained assassins, ready to use all of their skills to protect the Creed. On Ezio's side though he held a different mission. "Protect Altair at all costs dear Ezio. WIthout him the Creed is nothing." Rafiq's last words to him were fresh in his mind. They were the absolute truth and Ezio felt every muscle inside him shift to defense mode.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Avalbane nodded, heading the the back window. carefully, quietly, she slipped it open and she leaped out. She raced into the woods, hidden by their shadows, and motioned for them to follow. She slipped through the tree's shadows, searching for the group. Finally, she saw it and she felt her vision swim and taint with red when she saw her lord. She motioned for Ezio and Altair to provide their distraction, unable to keep her gaze of her ex-lord. Every cell in her body screamed at her to kill him, but she forced her mind to concentrate and be patient. She heard an irritated snort in the back of her head. She wasn't the only one impatient to kill him. Then she saw something in the middle of the line of trembling assassins. Sicairus. He glared defiantly at the lord who's back was turned from him. By the look of the bruise on his arm and the blood running down his chin, Sicarius had put up a fair fight against the assassins. She barely noticed the other pair of gleaming eyes in the trees. A soft brilliant blue that would of sent her back into the past if she had seen them.

[cazio]

Ezio and Altair slipped out the door at lightning speed, following Avalbane until she motioned for them to begin. Ezio nodded to Altair.

Altair's eagle vision flicked into motion and he leapt up the nearby tree jumping from branch to branch effotlessly until he was above the outskirts of the group. A single guard left the others, searching through the forest for something. When he was below Altair's tree Altair jumped from the branch with a small whoosh. He flew through the air with his left hand extended, wrist blade out and his right arm swung out behind him, other blade extended. The left blade entered the guard's shoulderblade and Altair crushed him with him momentum and when he hit the ground, the right blade was through his head. Altair pulled both blades from the gurgling elf and flexed his hand the wrist blades sliding back in. Ezio appeared as Altair raced back towardsthe house.
"Assassino! Assassino! Rapidamente!" Ezio yelled loudly. he heard the group shift and as they came crashing through the brush Ezio fled, assassins cloak whipping behind him

[Shiko Hayashi]

Avalbane grinned when the lord didn't leave. The others left Sicarius on the ground and finally, she pounced. She was surprised though, when a fists came whistling and knocked her to the ground. "Wolf!" Sicarius shouted. I snarled and got on all fours, my back arching as I snarled demonicly up at my lord. "Foolish child. You think because of a simple demon you can kill me?" He said in his quiet voice. Suddenly, there was someone behind him, holding him so hard that he gasped as his rib broke. "No. But she can kill you if I hold you." Kenski said calmly. Sicarius was beyond stunned, staring at his old master, dumbfounded. Avalbane saw her chance, lept, and she jammed her elbow into her lord's throat, her elbow turning into a razor sharp blade. He gurgled a bubble of blood and fell limp in her old master's arms, dead. Kenski dropped the dead lord and spat on his body. Then he turned to Avalbane who's eyes glowed blood red. "Avalbane, my child." He whispered. He placed a hand gently on Avalbane's shoulder and she felt the demon ebbing into the back of her mind at his touch. Sicarius just gurgled in disbelief. Finally, Avalbane managed to form words. "We thought you dead." She croaked. Sicarius just grunted weakly in agreement. Kenski laughed, something that sent an electric jolt through Avalbane. "My child, no. I cannot die. You know that as well as I do." he said, holding up his left hand to reveal the roman numeral for 20. Avalbane choked a strange strangled sob. Sicarius grunted painfully as he stood up and wrapped an arm around his torso. Kenski smiled a them. "There. Now that are the two demon assassin's I trained." Kenski boomed. Avalbane felt the she-demon in the back of her head marveling in awe. What demon lie in Kenski that made her demon bow in submission? "Now. I heard your friends and saw them a few moments before. Shall we find them and that pathetic group of elves who call themselves assassins?" Kenski asked, smiling slightly, his soft blue eyes lighting up. Avalbane felt her lip twitch slightly in a smile and soon she found herself walking beside him, Sicarius limping on the other side of him, as they went in search of Ezio and the group.

~

Lero watched Avalban as she walked with the strange new man and the limping Sicarius. His heart yearned to reveal himself, but something wasn't right. He felt a strange fear towards the Kenski man. Was it because of the numeral on his hand, signifying that he had a demon master inside him as well? Or was it that he feared that he was strong enough to kill him?

[cazio]

An arrow whizzed by Ezio's head and he instictively dodged left as another one flew by. He turned 180 and dropped to the ground then pushed himself up with his arms figuring that continuing to escape would bring an arrow into his heart. He flexed both his wrist blades put and pulled his favorite weapon from his pouch. It was a glove but the top was covered in steel yet still enabled him to move his hand freely. It provided deadly punches as the steel was razor sharp on the top.
The elves surrounded him. He glared one in the eyes and leaned forward, smirking. "Come on, it is a fight, you're supposed to move!" He taunted and the elf charged with a sword drawn. His left wrist blade caught it and he swung with his right with lightning speed the metal clanging ad he swung. The battled for a few moments and Ezio quickly dodged and countered his attackers swings. He crossed his blades and caught the sword in the middle. He thursted his blades apart and the sword flew away. He stepped forward and jabbed one blade into the elf's chest and as that one pulled out the other came in. Ch-ch-ch-ching. The sound echoed through the air as he pummeled his foe. Ezio brought his foot up and kicked the dying enemy down, hearing a sword slicing through the air behind him.

He jumped sideways and flung his right arm at the attackers face, the razor metal glove cutting into the attackers eyes and nose. His scream was cut off by a clean cut to the throat. Ezio grinned.
"Anyone else? I can do this all day." A growl-like sound came from his left and Ezio's jumped away from the swinging mace. It flew above him and he ducked hearing the air slice above him. He pulled out his shortblade in a heartbeat and stabbed the attacker's foot in his favorite move. The elf stood straight and instinctively looked down at his wound but Ezio's blade was already flying upward and cut through the enemies throat and face. The elf swirled backwards and fell to the ground with a thud. Two guards still stood facing him and one turned and ran blindly through the forest. Ezio smiled and jumped forward and shoved his blade up through the unsuspecting elf's ribcage and puncturing his heart.