《Dropped》Prologue - Part Two
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Ok guys here is the second part of the prologue. Please give me you opinion of this prologue, and bear with me about the grammar errors english is not my native language. The real history will begin in the next chapter. Thanks
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Prologue – Part Two
Gair was frantic running through the Palace, trying to get to the Formation, to send the young prince to the Lower Realm.
‘I need to send the Prince to the Lower Realm’ -Gair Thought
Gair was almost there when he sensed three presences following him.
‘Shit, Assassins what should I do?’-Gair
Gair was an experienced assassin he could immediately tell that the enemies following him were really proficient in assassination.
‘*sigh* I can beat them but it will be dangerous, If we fight I will die or severe injured… at least I need to send the Prince.’ –Gair
The assassins were getting closer and closer, suddenly Gair body started to emit a black aura and he disappeared in the shadows of the night, the assassins too emitted dark auras and disappeared in the dark following closely behind.
‘Shit, I hoped that this would delay them a bit…they sure are a experienced bastards’-Gair Thought
Gair was speeding through the darkness in a speed faster than before. but the assassins were slowly approaching.
‘*sigh* I have no choice, they are going to catch me eventually if this continues’- Gair
Gair suddenly stopped and waved his hand a dark bow appeared in his hand, he turned to confront the enemies and pulled the string, three white arrows appeared in the bow.
Gair aimed at the Three Assassin and shot the arrows.
“Ahhhhhhhh”- Assassin
One of the assassins was shot on the leg while the others two managed to dodge the arrows. Gair continued to run, the other two assassins didn’t even care for the other and resumed the pursuit.
‘Shit I thought this would delay them for some time’- Gair
One of the Assassins took out a Golden Bead, and shot it towards Gair’s back, sensing the danger Gair dodged the Bead, but unfortunately hit Gair wasn’t the objective of the Assassin.
After the Bead hit the ground, it started to emit a golden light and a barrier appeared around Gair and the Assassins, imprisoning Gair.
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‘Shit a Holding Bead, What should I do?’- Gair
While Gair was thinking a shadow appeared behind him and aimed at his throat. Luckily he was wary of the assassins and managed to deflect the Dagger that was aimed at his throat.
Two outlines appeared out of the shadows a black haired man holding two black daggers and a golden haired woman with a bow in her hands, the two of them were wearing the common assassin outfit with black robes and a hood.
“HoHo….Gair, The Wolf, the most feared assassins of the Higher Realm is now just a cornered rat”- Dark Haired Man
“I didn’t thought that you would make us use a Holding Bead, this thing is expensive you know”- Golden Haired Woman.
Seeing that there was no way out, unless he killed the assassins he put the young prince in his back tying him with a cloth.
He waved his hand again and the same dark bow appeared in his hands, he pulled the string and aimed at the woman.
Sensing the danger the woman too pulled her bow and aimed at him. The other assassin took advantage of the deadlock managed to get near Gair and swung his dagger at his neck.
Sensing the danger Gair took three steps back and shot an arrow at the man. The man was in motion and couldn’t dodge the arrow so he threw the dagger at the arrow hoping to deflect the arrow, but the arrow pierced his hand.
Seeing this, the woman shot an arrow at Gair, who had no time to dodge. The arrow pierced Gair thigh.
‘Shit, this hurts’- Gair
Looking at the arrow that was stuck at his thigh Gair murmured, the arrow started to corrode his flesh and muscles.
“HAHA, Wolf what do you think, of this poison? This is an ancient poison named Seven Demonic Poison, they said that in one minute all your body will corrode and the best thing about this poison is….There is no cure. Even some sovereigns would die given some time for the poison to act.”- Golden Haired Woman.
Hearing this Gair was enraged because of the vicious actions of this assassins, but he soon collected himself
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‘I need to send the Prince, it’s the last order of his Majesty, I can’t fail him.’-Gair
Thinking about the last order of his King he started to emit a ferocious aura, all the Darkness that were surrounding him started to go chaotic.
“*Sigh* So one minute…. I would like to see the young prince grow up into a splendid man like his father but this is not a chance anymore”- Gair
Saying this Gair took a long sigh and prepared to utilize the technique that his King taught him and he managed to adapt the technique to his element.
“Explosion!!!Gair
Gair aura climbed in an impressive rate, but at the same time the poison started to move faster in his circulatory system and his body started to degrade faster.
“Now I have just 10 seconds to end this.”- Gair
As soon as Gair said this he disappeared of the sight of the two assassins, suddenly the two felt a vicious aura behind them.
They didn’t have time to react, Gair waved his hand and took a green dagger and sliced off the dark haired man head.
Blood started to flow and soon the whole area was covered with blood. Gair looked at the Golden haired woman and a savage look appeared in his face.
“Now little Girl, You have luck that I don’t have time to torture you so I will have to make it just a little painful” – Gair
Gair said as he gave a savage smile at the Woman. He moved and at the same time he cut off all the limbs of the woman, starting from her nose to her fingers every limb was cut off.
Screams filled the place and echoed through the whole palace. This whole action didn’t take too long just 4 seconds since Azir entered in the Explosion Mode.
After he finished with the two of them he started to run towards the formation to send the Prince to the Lower Realm. After two seconds he was in front of a large Green door filled with strange symbols and ancient words.
Gair stepped into the door and in the middle of the room a large formation was laying in the ground, the formation was covered in Ancient Golden words.
Gair put the young prince in the middle of the formation.
“Now my young prince you are going to start a long journey, I hope you won’t suffer too much, I hope you will live a long live and be strong as your father HAHA. “- Gair
As Gair finished saying it the formation gave a strong light and the baby disappeared, when the process ended Gair punched the Formation and it was destroyed.
“Now they won’t be able to track down where the young prince was sent”-Gair
Gair started to walk towards the exit of the room, his body was already in the limit and soon he was going to die, in some parts of his body all the flesh and muscles were already corroded and you could see the white bones there.
Gair exited the room and looked at the starry sky, a Bloody Rain was pouring down in all the Realms inclusive the Higher, This rain was Azir’s tears.
Looking at this Bloody Rain, Gair smiled and tears were streaming down his face, and memories started to surface in his mind.
‘Hey, Gair when are you going to find a wife? You know you are already old’- Azir
‘Yeah Azir is right, I will find the right girl for you don’t worry’- Lauren
Three people were under a tree drinking and having fun, Azir and Lauren beside each other and across them Gair sitting in a comfortable manner.
‘HAHAHA, I will be counting on you then, my Queen’ –Gair
‘And we will be counting on you to protect Little Asderan. Ok?’- Lauren
Hearing this Gair gave the most happy smile and said
‘I will give my life if needed’- Gair
‘HAHAHAHA’- The Three
Remembering of the Old memories, Gair collapsed on the ground. Looking at the starry sky and feeling the rain on his body and with a satisfied smile on his face, as if saying’ I fulfilled my mission My queen!!’.
Gair closed his eyes.
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