Top and Elena stand locked in place staring at the large man, only briefly exchanging glances betweene them. It was of course Top who would make a move to break the silent stalemate. Or at least he would have, however the moment he opens his mouth Elena sees him stop short, suddenly looking very visibly distracted. He looks arounf the room withe a perplexed sense of anxiety. What ever suspicion he was feelling must have been spot on as, a giant bull would come crashing through the wall behind Elena. Top is once again able to beat her in a race to react, shoving her clear of the charging bull's path just as it he is driven through the opposing wall and onto the street. His sword skids off in an unknown direction and Top rolls to one knee, clutching the now agonizing pain in his side. He looks up to see the bull charge again, before quickly morphing into a large male lion to pounce toward him. But kokou was much faster than he looks. He appears in front of Top with a swift rush of movement and, catches the lion on his broad shoulder. The fierce warrior clasps his hands together locking the creature in a vise grip.
"ONGU!" He bellows.
Kokos's tattoos burst into a vibrate orange shine before his body bursts into and raging inferno. He holds the lions in an iron bear hug as its struggles to free itself by clawing at whatever it could trying to escape, but to no avail. Its cries of agony go silent as it is burned to a charred crisp. Only when the creatures feeble struggles cease, does the fire begin to dim down and disappear off Kokou's skin. He drops the smoking hot Carcass to the ground before reaching turn to Top who was still holding his ribs.
"The a wise course of action would be to leave Prince Necalli"
Elena comes running through the debris of the now destroyed wall. She arrives to where Top and kokou were standing.
"I can hear the police coming! We need get out of here NOW!"
She see's Top attempt to stand, but his legs buckle underneath him as he stumbles back toward the ground face twisted in agony. She quickly rushes to his side.
"Jesus! Top, are you okay?!"
The sound of police sirens wailing in the distance takes the center stage in everyone's mind.
"I guess we're gonna have to worry about that later." Top says, forcefully willing himself to his feet, "lets go."
Top clutches his side as he and the God who showed up out of nowhere follow behind Elena who frantically leads them back toward the car. The teens allow Kokou to slide into the back seat of the challenger before hopping in the front themselves. Once inside the car's powerful engine roars to life and Top quickly puts it into gear. The sound of screaming tires on pavement accompanies the trio as they speed out of the parking lot of the motel. Top floors the throttle and Elena is forced back into her seat as car accelerates. After a block or two he slams on the brakes to turns and an agonized grunt escapes his lips, but he ignores the pain and accelerates pushing the car to go even faster. Elena was even more worried by this point.
"Top tell me whats wrong!" She demands.
"My ribs." Top replies, almost squinting through the pain. "I think they took the full brunt of whatever attacked me."
Elena reaches over to lift the side of his shirt to reveal a large ugly bruise that covered majority of Tops entire torso.
"Holy shit Top! How are you even still alive?"
Kokou chimes in from the back seat.
"It seems that Prince Necalli suffered more than a few broken ribs from the druid's ambush."
"What the hell is a Druid?" Top asks
"A magical shapeshifter of unnatural origin. We are fortunate it was just a half blood. A pure-blooded druid can possess magics that could give even the Gods a serious strife in battle."
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Ill-Fated: Son
FantasyTop lived his days as just another teen trying to make something of himself, but then most teens dont have their house attacked by demons, beasts, and a masked supersoldier? The more he learns of the war he was born to the more control he feels slip...
