《Mwizi Tales》The Trial of the Espada
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Bolt
He led the Arlish man, the Masiyan woman, and the Baragoian boy to his room. “Apologies for the mess, but make yourself at home.” Bolt said, jumping to his bed, “so what's the plan Alakazam?” Anansi asked nervously, “the plan is simple tonight we are to steal Stormcaller and make our way to the final destination. Baragoi.” The other two just looked at him as if he was crazy. Bolt smiled and downed a bottle of clear liquor, “you're a crazy son of a bitch. And I like it! But stealing the crime family's most prized treasure is easier said than done.” Alakazam nodded as he held his hand to his chin. “It's doable, me and you will see to getting that blade, Zade and Anansi can stay on the airship and get it ready for our departure.” He said as the other two nodded.
“How exactly are we going to sneak in and take the blade and sneak out. Even if we wait till night they usually keep it in a safe.” A smile forms on Alakazam’s face as his form seems to drop and his appearance shifts to that of a Baragoian man with dark brown curly hair and his clothes even change to common clothes. “My Kineticism will be enough to let us sneak in and out, as long as I remain in contact with you. The both of us can remain invisible.” He offers a demonstration as he just vanishes in the blink of an eye, “well damn why didn't you lead with that?” Bolt asked curiously, not too familiar with Kinetcisim.
He returned and cracked his knuckles, “you're going to be my eyes Bolt and lead me to that safe, if all goes well we should be in and out in less than an hour.” Alakazam said taking a good look outside, “alright let me draw up the building map.” Bolt said downing another drink, as the gang all got to preparing for this heist. After a few hours of prep, it gets dark outside and the group all splits. Alakazam returned to his disguise and Zade and Anansi made their way toward the airship.
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Leaving Bolt and Alakazam alone, Bolt led them to the Espada Mansion. The Espada Family lived in one of the biggest mansions in Linvik, right by the king and queen's castle. Bolt felt his heart rushing and the hairs on his body all raising. The mansion had six floors and about twenty guards stationed at every corner of the mansion. Alakazam scanned the area and hid in the corner. Waiting for the right opening, proved to be boring as they waited for about half an hour. Noticing a shift break between the guards, Alakazam nodded and held Bolt's hand as the two vanished in the night.
Bolt kept his voice low and tried to give directions, since he couldn't point things out it made directions a lot harder. They scaled the stairs and had to keep an even but steady pace. Bolt had to remain in contact with Alakazam or he would become visible and both of them being invisible and had to pass other people while remembering they are invisible.
Bolt was getting tired of this and found it a lot less cool than he imagined. They walked at an excruciatingly slow pace making it eventually to the correct floor. As they made it they saw only three guards situated in the hall, the door was closed. Alakazam whispered, “we need to take those three down as quickly and quietly as possible.”
Bolt nodded waiting for the signal, noticed the guard's focus break for a split second, and the invisibility was dropped. Alakazam had two hands around the two other guards' necks. As Bolt went to stab a guard in the neck and then held their mouth, blood started leaking from the man in seconds, as he dropped the man and the guard Alakazam was holding fell unconscious as well.
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He held his hand on the doorknob and broke it off, they made their way into the room, it was dark and rather small. There were no windows and it felt very humid in the room, Alakazam scanned around and found a safe in the wall. Bolt went up and looked to the safe, it had a lock in place, and Alakazam smiled as he held his hand on the lock and it shattered instantly. Revealing a golden hilt with a wind or cloud-like pattern, Bolt felt his heart skip a beat as it was right there. He could feel the power coming from it and could feel it almost drawing him in, and he held it and clenched. As he felt electricity and lightning forming around him as he smiled.
Alakazam cracked his knuckles as he looked at Bolt, “care to give it a test drive?” He asked winding up for a punch and destroying the wall, revealing the night sky and moon in the distance. Loud footsteps could be heard rushing up the steps, and below them, they saw several guards bark orders and aim their bows, several arrows rushed towards them, as Alakazam stepped forward in front of Bolt.
The arrows all went straight for him and broke upon the impact of his skin. As if he was wearing armor, Bolt blinked and held the hilt, picturing a rapier forming from the curved hilt and crackling lightning forming off it. He felt lightning coursing through his body and his eyes glowed bright blue. He felt himself flying up, “let's get going before the real Espada shows up.” Bolt said with an electric-sounding voice, Alakazam nodded as he cracked his knuckles and jumped into the air and started flying as well, arrows rushed past the both of them as they both smiled and Alakazam dropped his disguise. “Last one on the ship has to cook us dinner!” Alakazam chanted and rushed forward to the ship, this new power felt strange but good as he smiled and flew after Alakazam, towards the airship and on their way to a new life of danger and passion.
End of the Prologue Arc
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