Down in the towns lower quarters in the slums there lies a shady looking group of misfits, who has claimed the eire looking abandon ruined building making it their own personal hangout. The front door detached, the roof filled with holes if a person enter the house nothing particularly stands out. Only a boy with indigo eyes wearing the gangs trademark black scarf wrapped around his neck, he leans against the open door way alone. If they head down the old rusty stairway that leads to the basement with every step, a person can hear the sound of it creaking hinting that the old wood supporting it could give out in an moment.
When they make their way down to the basement a group of peoples inhabit it. And are present they are known by many names misfits, outlaws they prefer to call themselves assassins. One thing is for certain not a single one of them thinks highly of the royal family running the kingdom, and would love to see them fall in ruin.
Three guys sit on the medium-sized, worn out, plain grey, couch. One guy stands leaning against the unstable wall just to the left of the stairs leading to the basement that they are currently in. Another guy sits in their only worn down chair that he had moved backward, sitting on the chair in its opposite position, sitting next to a window thats located on the wall to his right hanging over his head. Finally a young boy with myrtle green hair holds an ominous presence about him, clearly more dominating than the others so far in the basement. He sits alone on some covered up creates with one of his lags hanging down from the side the other bent up in front of him one of his arms resting on his lag. The young boy plays with the kunai in his hand by tossing it up into the air and catching it repeatedly. He looks out of the window into the silent night sky with emotionless eyes, he gazes at the lonesome bright moon without any sight of stars to be seen, the moon stands dazzling brilliantly by it self the cold breeze passes by.
"Hey! aren't we almost ready for the coup yet? its been months now that we have been planing this." The man sitting on the right said of the couch questions. "Leader said in one months time everything will be ready." The man sitting on the left side of the couch responds. "I cant wait to see the look on the royal family faces when we destroy everything they cherish exactly what they did to us." The man leaning against the wall to the stairs smirks. "Yeah! they live in luxury without a care in world while the rest of us struggles just to get by." The man sitting on the chair in anger shouts. "So? who gets the pleasure of doing the king in?" The man sitting in the middle of the couch says in jest. Hearing the comment that the man in the middle of the couch just said. The young boy who was previously uninterested in the conversation who hadn't join in, catching the kunai he had been playing with in the air, with a swift motion and the twist of his wrist he throws the kunai with precise accuracy at the man in the middle of the couch, the man in shock unable to react the kunai cuts the mans cheek leaving a cut mark below his eye, where blood slightly starts to appear. "I will handle the king alone, regardless in one month the kingdom will fall." The boy announced in a tone colder then the wind in the night sky, his emotionless eyes gives shivers to those who look into them. " O-Of course! leader the thought never crossed my mind." The man sitting in the middle of the couch trembles in fear and immediately apologizes. The young boy with myrtle green hair jumps down the create boxes he was sitting down on and heads for the stairs leading to the way up. "Leader where are you going?" The man leaning against the staircase ask the young boy baffled. "Paying the king a visit." The young boy states in a detached tone and walks up the stairs in silence.
"Leaders a prodigy, a born killer the coup wont even be necessary now that hes left for the king he can easily handle it himself." The man sitting on the chair praises the young boy. "Even so just as leader mentioned the coup will continue in a month if he succeed of fails." The man sitting on the left side of the couch boldly tells them. "That insensitive look leader had when he went up the steps hes serious tonight." The man leaning against the wall trembles at the thought of him.
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Dawn of the new era
AdventureA young prince enjoys his peaceful days at the castle with his beloved mother and eternal friend Kaza, however little did he know those once tranquil days would shatter and crumble before his very eyes. Now he seeks revenge, but with those few words...
