Perception {Dreamnotfound}

24 | Saviours | 24

-George's POV-

The crowd cheers, only entertained by the fight that's about to unfold. Nick's eyes widen as his companion helps him up, only for him to be knocked back down by Illumina.

"You heard me, I'm here for my target. Isn't that right, Nick?"

Sapnap ducks as a sword is swung at his neck, thrashing out his legs from his position on the floor. One connects with Illumina's stomach, knocking him a few feet away. The cloaked assassins close in on both sides, blocking off the few exits that weren't already blocked by the crowd.

More elite assassins suddenly pile in, Vincent charging down the steps to attack one of the cloaked figures. He draws his long twin blades, scraping them across the floor menacingly. "You dare mess with the elite assassins?" he spits angrily, foreign accent thick with anger.

Nervously I grab Clay's arm, pull in g him sit there back into the crowd. Nick seems to notice, catching my eyes briefly. He mouths something while discretely pointing behind me. Something like 'get the fuck out of here.'

The boy I recognise as Jacob interferes, clashing swords with another of the opposition. His soulmate is quick to join him, pulling his own sword free of its' scabbard. The fight is currently five against eight, the elite assassins outnumbered.

Clay tries to escape from my grip, pulling away when he thinks I'm not paying attention to him. "Don't interfere you idiot!" I whisper to him, refraining from using either of his names in front of a large crowd.

"I need to help Sapnap!" he yells, watching in horror as his best friend is thrown against the wall again. Blood begins to pour from the back of Nick's head, and he tightens the white bandana around it in an attempt to staunch the bleeding.

Swords clash, daggers thrown that barely miss the crowd, who only gasp and cheer in anticipation as the fight unfolds before them. It disgusts me that people will stand by and watch this, as if it's entertainment. Possibly deadly fights aren't uncommon, especially not in central city.

The cloaked assassins corner Nick, Vincent and Jacob pushed aside as Illumina nears his target. Techno is nowhere to be seen.

"Guess this'll be your end" Illumina drawls, dragging his blade across the concrete floor with a deathly screech. Nick is so pale from blood loss it's a wonder he's not dead already. He desperately tries to scramble away, only to be blocked on all sides.

Clay suddenly pulls free of my grasp, tackling Illumina to the ground. There's a sickening crunch as the cloaked assassin's head hits the concrete, dazing him for a few seconds. Nick wastes no time in scrambling away, eyes wide as he watches Clay pin Illumina to the ground.

"You have one of them?!" Illumina screeches, throwing Clay off of him. As soon as he hits the floor, Clay is back on his feet.

I've never seen him fight before, but he sure does live up to his claims. He draws the blade across his back, also carrying the little throwing knife in his other hand. There's a small stream of blood streaming from his cheek, but he seems otherwise unharmed.

I scramble over to Nick, pushing him in the direction of the nearest staircase. "You need to leave, now!" I whisper-yell into his ear after he doesn't move away. "What just- is that-" he splutters, not quite believing what he's witnessing. He's probably surprised he's still alive.