21-11-2003, 12:05
Location: The Palace of Ragnarok
The guard finished his patrol. It had been a long day, but he needed sleep. He began to head back to the barracks when he herd a loud bang...
A cloaked figure entered the palace garden. He had some sort of hidden weapon underneath his cloak. A group of guards went to stop him. He drew his weapon, a long, lethal Katana. In 2 swipes, both guards hit the ground.
He ran up to the main palace door, and planted a C4 Explosive on the door hinges.
running back, a few seconds later the door flew into the air, and a number of guards inside looked in surprise. At the back of the room, Ragnarok himself stood.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Your worst nightmare."
"Guards! kill him!"
All the guards lifted their guns and fired. In a perculiar disply of acrobatics, the cloaked figure dodged behind a table and drew a handgun. 5 guards were on him now, firing randomly trying to drive him out.
leaping up, he shot 2 of them in the first volley. He then got down again as the automatic weapons fire begun again.
within 3 minutes, the guard group was dead.
The figure trod over the corpses, pointing his katana at Ragnarok.
"Any last words?"
"SCREW YOU!"
The king drew a knife and stabbed at the cloaked figure.
"Pathetic. I expect it only from you."
The cloaked figure sliced Ragnarok's head off in one clean blow. Throwing the corpse from the seat, he sat down.
as he did, another group of guards ran in and stopped in horror.
"What... what the hell happened here?"
"Isn't it obvious fool? your moron of a leader is dead. I am your master now. have a problem with that?"
The men looked at the corpses.
"N..n...n..No..."
"Good. you! tell The Imperial Navy and their allies we no longer have any quarrel with them, and our nation will no longer bother them. You! activate the broadcast system and tell them Ragnarok is dead. Their new leader is Octavion, Lord of Ragnarok. got that?"
"I... I think so..."
Two glowing red spots appeared from under the cloak... those eyes...
"THEN GO!"
The guard finished his patrol. It had been a long day, but he needed sleep. He began to head back to the barracks when he herd a loud bang...
A cloaked figure entered the palace garden. He had some sort of hidden weapon underneath his cloak. A group of guards went to stop him. He drew his weapon, a long, lethal Katana. In 2 swipes, both guards hit the ground.
He ran up to the main palace door, and planted a C4 Explosive on the door hinges.
running back, a few seconds later the door flew into the air, and a number of guards inside looked in surprise. At the back of the room, Ragnarok himself stood.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Your worst nightmare."
"Guards! kill him!"
All the guards lifted their guns and fired. In a perculiar disply of acrobatics, the cloaked figure dodged behind a table and drew a handgun. 5 guards were on him now, firing randomly trying to drive him out.
leaping up, he shot 2 of them in the first volley. He then got down again as the automatic weapons fire begun again.
within 3 minutes, the guard group was dead.
The figure trod over the corpses, pointing his katana at Ragnarok.
"Any last words?"
"SCREW YOU!"
The king drew a knife and stabbed at the cloaked figure.
"Pathetic. I expect it only from you."
The cloaked figure sliced Ragnarok's head off in one clean blow. Throwing the corpse from the seat, he sat down.
as he did, another group of guards ran in and stopped in horror.
"What... what the hell happened here?"
"Isn't it obvious fool? your moron of a leader is dead. I am your master now. have a problem with that?"
The men looked at the corpses.
"N..n...n..No..."
"Good. you! tell The Imperial Navy and their allies we no longer have any quarrel with them, and our nation will no longer bother them. You! activate the broadcast system and tell them Ragnarok is dead. Their new leader is Octavion, Lord of Ragnarok. got that?"
"I... I think so..."
Two glowing red spots appeared from under the cloak... those eyes...
"THEN GO!"