An Unwelcome Intruder(Finished)

[Akira Shikigami]

It was a fairly average afternoon that started the mayhem that was about to commence. Thunderclouds appeared in the distance, cuing that a rouge storm was on its way to attack, and small rushes of wind picked up showing the obvious signs of the oncoming storm.

There was a midst of chatter and merriment among the endless halls of Hyrule Castle. It was cheerful and easygoing, unsuspecting of the close by assassin ready to strike a powerful political figure. Today's 'Target' was the politician known as Morrigam, a stuck up and selfish ruler that was attempting to manipulate all of Hyrule. Of course there was one person standing in the monster's way.

Akira, the lone assassin was prepared for another day's work, he had his entire arsenal armed and ready for his next 'Gracious act'.
Bombs.Check. Twin Katana.Check. Bow. Check. Throwing Knives. Check. Whip Wire. Well considering he was hanging from the wire as a grappling hook in front of his 'targets' window I guess that's double check. He was ready to move in for the attack.

He debated on how to start out this assassination for a few seconds, but quickly decided that the smartest move would be a silent arrow to the throat. He launched the arrow at the man and swooped in the exact moment to ensure that the vile man was in fact dead. He felt the mans pulse to check for signs of life in a swift movement. Sure enough, dead as a door nail. He quickly cleaned up the mess, not truly wanting the man to be found dead surrounded by blood, despite of his awful deeds. He patched up hi throat and left the arrow next to the body."May you find peace with the goddesses", he stated clearly. He closed the mans wide open and dead eyes."I hope your new journey helps you grow as a person."

He left the passed man lying on the floor peacefully and soundly, looking like he was merely taking a nap, but the arrow lying next to him said otherwise. Now for a way out. He had two options. Go out the window and risk archers. Or decide the maddening route of going through the castle. The castle would be more logical. No one would expect an assassin to walk freely into a lions den, it was unheard of! But he knew that if he was caught on the rooftops of the castle, he would get shot down on sight. So he made his way to the door of the tower and proceeded down the long canopy of stairs.

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] Cameo was finally about to relax after a long day of guard duty, but he had one final task. He was sent to deliver a letter to a man he had seen around the castle, but had never actually spoken with; apparently his name was Morrigam, or something like that. As he ascended the stairs to his current residence, he almost bumped into someone. Seeing as how he was recently on duty and was still wearing his cloak and mask, he didn't feel very talkative. None the less, he nodded as a way to greet the person as he passed... the person he had never seen before. It seemed odd to see a stranger in this part of the castle, but he would have to investigate that later. As he topped the stairwell and opened the door to Morrigam's room, Cameo immediately knew something was off. The man appeared to be unconscious on the floor, but there was... a lone arrow beside him? Damn. After rushing over to the man, he examined him thoroughly. The man was dead, there's no questioning that... but how? Soon enough, he found a clean puncture wound on the victim's neck, and the person he passed on the stairs immediately came to mind. With enough time already wasted, he didn't hesitate to reach under his cloak and draw his twin blades while sprinting out the door. He rushed silently down the stairs he had just climbed, hoping that the man hadn't gone too far. Luckily, he was just at the bottom of the stairs. As he ran, Cameo dove forward, seeming to effortlessly fade into the ground head-first. After a moment, he slowly reconstructed out of the floor; now in front of the man. Without speaking, he held his swords out, his red eyes peering out of his ballistic mask. [/style]

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[Akira Shikigami]

The stairway was long to say the least. Twisting and turning passages that could almost hypnotize you, or cause dizziness. I was all so...boring. It was like any other time Akira raided a castle, only this time...it was far too average and uneventful. Its not like he desired to be caught, but to leave without a struggle?! He immediately took back his thoughts as he saw the image of a moving shadow coming towards his present location.Uh-Oh, not good. He automatically predicted what was to come. The figure would find the dead body, chase after him and attempt to apprehend him, and ultimately gain the attention of every guard in the castle. He needed a well executed plan, which he so happened to have

He passed the figure and quickly caught his eye underneath the shadow of his hood. From what he was seeing in his eyes was that the boy well experienced and not to be reckoned with. Time seemed to slow when he passed Cameo. He didn't like it....not one bit. Hopefully his dangerous plan would succeed, and if not...well lets not think about that. The second Cameo was out of view he dashed for the end of the staircase at amazing speed. He was at the bottom for around thirty seconds planning more to his escape, because if he left now without perfecting his plan it could change the outcome of the situation, and he could become the 'Target' instead of Morgam.

Princess' Zelda's hound suddenly appeared in front of him out of seemingly nowhere. He knew what must be done to escape, he could not fight on even footing with him if he was still in the castle. So he had to attempt to flee, but to do so he needed a descent distraction. Which was already in his hands. Bomb arrows. He launched one inches from the boy's feet, causing the sound to bounce off the walls and dramatically hurt ones ears. Plus the smoke provided enough distraction to turn-tale and run. Which is exactly what he did.

Racial Abilities: The Speed thing-Level 4
Bomb Arrow:4 post cooldown

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] In all honesty, it wasn't the assassination that worried Cameo; it was the fact that there was an assassin this close to Zelda. It simply couldn't be allowed, and he was sure to rectify the situation. Just as he was ready to charge the man in front of him-arresting him was simply out of the question-there was an explosion at his feet. While his mask helped with most of the effects caused by the smoke, his vision was still shrouded momentarily. None the less, he charged through the smoke, freeing himself from the veil just in time to see the culprit making a run for it. As he made chase, Cameo realized that he was outmatched in terms of speed. Luckily, like most guard officials do, he had something up his sleeve. As he ran behind the man he held his hand out, producing a dark light originating from his palm. Within seconds, a dark chain erupted from his palm, flying towards his target. On Cameo's end, the chain wrapped around his wrist and locked itself; on the other end, the chain flew towards the assassin, planning to latch on to his wrist and bind the two together. [/style]

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[Akira Shikigami]

Akira was ahead of the boy in terms of speed at the moment, but he began to worry about what was going on behind him. His footsteps changed pace...that could only mean he was planning something...and that wasn't very comforting for Akira. He also still had other guards to worry about. Surely the explosion caused at least SOME attention! He listened to the figure's movements as they ran...he heard the sounds of the screaming chains come after him, unsure where they were aimed .

The chains hurtling towards him caused him to feel nervous. But being the quick thinker and expert strategist he was he knew just how to handle it. Reflexes and bombs can save ones life, so thats just what he used. At his current speed, if he threw anything in the air it would launch back towards his 'enemy' which is precisely what he did. If he threw multiple bombs in the air Cameo would be forced to keep directing his attack forward and face the consequence of a bomb hitting him head on, or stop to try to re-direct another attack, which would provide an opening for escape.

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] The chain lashed forward, and ensnaring his foe was all but imminent at this point; at least, that's what Cameo thought. But then the bombs came. By this point he knew that more bombs were bound to come, so he was at least semi-prepared. He took a quick moment to whip his arm backwards, causing the chain to retract and eventually disintegrate. Afterwards, he momentarily sheathed one of his swords to assure that he had a free hand.With that out of the way, he moved on to his next objective: keeping momentum while also avoiding the bombs. Without hesitation, he ducked to one side, managing to evade one of the bombs as it flew behind him. One down. Then, jumping to the opposite side of the hall, he sliced a bomb prematurely midair. Two down. The last bomb seemed to be coming at him from a very inconvenient angle, so he jumped once again, spinning in the air. When he landed and continued running, he looked at the active bomb in his hand. Three down. A smirk was painted across his face under his mask as he released the bomb behind him. For a split second he thought of throwing the bomb at the assassin, but at their speed it would have come back at him anyways. Even with his triumph over the bombs, Cameo grew agitated. The longer it took him to catch this culprit, the more chance he had to actually escape. Once again he drew his second sword, making sure to keep his pace. Slowly but surely a shadowy veil enveloped the blades, and in the blink of an eye he was directly behind the assassin, swinging his blades downwards aimed at his back. [/style]

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[Akira Shikigami]

The guard dog was beginning to cause a lot of problems for Akira, not only was he pursuing him with all of his heart, but he was trying to attack him like he was some sort of...assassin. Well that's understandable, but that doesn't explain why he was pursuing him like....well...' A Crazed Guard-dog. His recent assassination told him that the boy either had a sentimental attachment towards the pitiful man, or he was worried about about assassins being this deep in Hyrule Castle. He didn't know the the answer to either of which, but that refused to matter as he heard the steady pace of Cameo stop and resume multiple times." Damn", he mumbled under his breath,"He's avoiding them..."

Whenever there's a 'mad dog' chasing after you, you do everything you can to get away or defend yourself against it, which usually has descent results. But, when your in the midst of hundreds of those 'mad dogs' you start to get a little worried. He should have taken his chances with the archers if he knew his cover would be blown so quickly. This was the danger
of being an assassin, you always have to face the risk of getting caught every time to you finish the 'Job'. People were afraid of him. Its a sad life being a lone assassin, people ridiculing
you, and being rejected by many. In his heart he truly believed that what he was doing was the right thing and for the good of everyone around him: Even if they rejected him because of it.

Cameo's pace changed once again. That could only mean one thing and one thing alone. He had another ace up his sleeve! Akira silently cursed to himself. He was almost to the exit, in fact, the way out of the castle was in view. But he was cut short when his ears caught the sound of a sword unsheathing. He knew what was coming....and he had no choice but to...stop. The sword was aimed directly to Akira's back, but at the last second Akira turned bringing out one of his Katana to block the incoming attack. The swords clashing seemed to throw sparks in the air as they struck each other. He had a blank expression as the swords held onto each other. He didn't have anything against the boy, so he hesitated slightly. He did not wish to quarrel with the boy, nor harm him in any way. So he decided to only dodge and block incoming attacks, and hope another opening for escape would reveal itself.

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] As the assassin turned and blocked the attack with his own blade, Cameo took a moment to lock eyes with him. He didn't seem to be out for Zelda, but did that matter? All it takes is one person to get inside the castle, then they gloat about they did it. Eventually the rumor spreads to the wrong person that is out to harm the princess, and then Cameo has a disaster on his hands. For a split second, however, he noticed that the culprit didn't seem to be attempting a counter attack. Was this his way of trying to show Cameo he wasn't hostile? For a second, he thought about sheathing his swords, saying something like "If you're not after the princess, you're no threat. Get out of here, and if I ever see you around here again, you're dead." but that was out of the question. Surely he would attempt something like this again- they all did. He learned first hand that giving the wrong people second chances could only result in more trouble. That being the case, there was no way Cameo was going to let up. He pulled his swords away, releasing him from the clash as he positioned himself for another attack. The slightest spark of regret flared up in his conscious, but he ignored it and pressed onward. He swung the sword in his left hand, aimed at the man's shoulder. The sword in his right hand remained by his side to block any incoming counter attacks. [/style]

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[Akira Shikigami]

The boy was a major threat that was for sure. The longer Cameo kept him occupied, the harder it would be to escape from the castle. Akira never wishes for large scale fights, but they always tend to happen. His calm eyes were covered by the hood that many seek to pull down. How many times must he risk his life to attempt to bring peace? If he cut off a head of a leader, two more would grow back.

For unknown reasons the assassin hardly ever spouts a word to others. Even when he's not in the heat of battle, he still remains silent. The silence of Akira was a sign that he probably never speaks to others very much. The safe solitude of his mind was all he really needed.

The sword swung with much speed and agility forcing Akira to bring out a small knife in attempt to save valuable time. The knife blocked the swords blow in a vertical motion. Now there was the other sword to worry about. He deducted that the sword was used for defense, and since he didn't desire to attack, he threw a weak and easily blocked blow towards him. However, there was a certain twist he was holding a bomb in his hand while doing this and dropped it upon impact with the sword.

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] Cameo didn't have much time to assess the current situation. There was an attack rushing towards him after his sword was deflected, and a bomb was rushing towards the ground. Bombs. I'll never understand why assassins have such an infatuation with bombs. Instead of deflecting the attack and trying to deal with the explosive nuisance, he sidestepped the blow and let the bomb go off. The bomb exploded, shrouding the area in a veil of smoke; a veil Cameo decided to use to his advantage. Before the smoke cleared, he seeped into the floor below him, hopefully unnoticed by his opponent. Within seconds, he silently materialized out of the ground behind the assassin. He was about to slash at his neck in an attempt to end this once and for all, but something possessed him to do otherwise. He clenched his fist around the hilt of his blade and made a swing at the man, his knuckles aimed directly at the back of his head. With all the explosions and commotion in the castle, it wasn't long before the guards started investigating. Soon enough they had to find the two battling it out, but was that really a good thing? Cameo was managing to hold his own against the assassin, but could the same thing be said about a group of guards? Surely this man would try to use the crowd as a means of escape, so Cameo reasoned that he should try to finish this before anyone showed up. [/style]

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[Akira Shikigami]

Akira hoped that the bomb would provide a necessary distraction for escape, as it was his plan in the first place. This boy would likely have an even greater advantage to this due to being a sheikah and having the halls of the castle memorized. The bombs were a double-edged sword, if one dropped a bomb at this close of distance it would cause each figure to bounce off of each other and avoid the blast, ultimately causing them to separate and be forced to fight in the midst of dangerous smoke. He put on a certain cover over his mouth to avoid the hard to breathe smoke.

He wasn't going to lose this 'game' of wits and strategy, the smoke shrouded his view enough so that he couldn't even see his hand. He was forced to use his other senses to stall the boy out enough so that he could find means of escape. It was troubling to say at least. Guards would definitely be alerted of the constant explosions throughout the hall, which is what he hoped for. The guards could be used as a shield and cover for incoming attacks from Cameo, and then all he had to do was drop a bomb and escape the peaceful castle.

He knew that the disadvantage he would have in the smoke would indeed be great. All he had to do was keep his guard up and focus all of his energy on surviving until the guards arrived. Out of the corner of his eye he managed to gaze upon the on coming hilt. He quickly unsheathed his other Katana resting on his back in attempt to block it. However his attempts only managed to relocate the blow to his left shoulder and badly sprain it. An eye shut from the pain, but he quickly side-stepped, leaving a perfect opening for Akira to execute an attack. Time suddenly froze. Now what? He didn't want to physically damage him, yet he didn't want to get caught either. He quickly made a decision to attempt to pull Cameo to the ground with his custom made weapon, the 'whip wire'. He aimed the wire towards Cameo's ankle and measuring the the direction of the wire as he did so. If the wire hit it would give him more than enough time to make an escape.

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] Cameo felt his hit land, but he knew that it wasn't over yet. After watching the assassin sidestep and prepare his next move, he positioned himself for another attack. Before he could swing his swords again, however, he noticed something flying towards his foot. Grappling... hook? There wasn't much time to react, so evading was out of the question. There was, however, an opportunity here. He dropped his swords and quickly bent down, grabbing the wire and wrapping it around his arm. After this, he held himself upward, simply gazing at the man with his crimson, nearly violet eyes. He pulled at the wire until it was tightly stretched between the two, hoping that it would allow him to hold the man's attention. He knew the guards were closing in, and there wasn't much he could do. If they kept fighting, the guards would get involved and there might be more deaths than the one that had already happened. Knowing this, Cameo was forced to make a decision. "Listen. It seems we're matched for the time being. You should know by now that I don't want the guards taking part in this, so..." He started speaking, his voice muffled by the mask but still understandable. "Get out of here. And so help me, if I ever find you near the castle again, I won't hesitate to slice your throat." The only reason he had pursued this man so far is because he was scared that Zelda was in danger, but it appeared that this wouldn't be the case. With those words, he released the wire, letting it fall to the ground. "Please, don't make me regret this." If one listened closely, they would have heard concern in Cameo's voice, possibly even fear. He wasn't scared of this man, no, he was scared of people causing harm to his "family", and that was more than enough to send him over the edge. [/style]

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[Akira Shikigami]

Akira was sure that the boy would attempt to keep fighting, the fact that he grabbed the wire just to speak with him was...surprising. Why would this boy even care to stop and speak with him? It was perhaps the most unnerving occurrences in all of his years as an assassin. Akira took the words in and his deep calm eyes were finally in view. The crazed guard dog...let go.That was unexpected.

His thoughts reverted back to the man he murdered, and was satisfied with the work. "Very well, however I must tell you I may come near again with a different face." He turned his back and took a step toward the gates."Oh... one more thing, I'd research the man upstairs if I were you, I'm sure You'll find some interesting facts"

EXIT

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] Just like that, he was gone. Cameo took the time to pick up and re-sheath his blades, then resumed staring at the exit. Soon enough, guards flooded the hallway, asking every plausible question. Cameo simply shook his head no to indicate that the killer had "escaped" and began to walk down the hallway. He took a moment to order a guard to examine the body upstairs before walking away; this night was long, and he was worn out because of it. He would check on Zelda, then get some well deserved rest. Exit [/style]

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