12-27-2014, 12:41 AM
The tower commander's scowl on his face had a great desire for answers and his body language expressed how livid he was. Shang, confidently but cooly, started to explain what was going on and Atelos' vision started to fade in and out. The sorcerer began to speak to the commander and Atelos' vision fades into oblivion and into the darkness that was all too familiar.
A single light began to flicker and that was all Atelos could see. He looked up at the single torch lighting his prison and the sole guard left to make sure no one escaped. Atelos was seated on the floor and he looked down, his legs being nibbled on by the local rodents, and his arms chained to the walls. He attempted to get up but he was no longer chained and he felt no pain. As he stood up he saw his form hopelessly sit there, awaiting for his impending death.
What is this? Where am I? Is this real? A million questions flew into his mind but they were all answered. The version of Atelos there had no aura. It finally dawned on him that he was no longer in the presence but in the recesses in his mind.
But why? Why had he been brought here? He had no idea. He looked at the hopeless man before him, feeling nothing just sitting there, all hope and life drained from him. He remembered this, the defeated feeling he had gotten and how helpless he felt at this moment. The pain and smell of his rotting flesh had grown accustomed and he had no desire to live anymore.
Then he saw it, a white wisp flew next to Atelos' ear and began to speak. Atelos could hear it but he had no idea what it was saying…he had no recollection of this whatsoever. Then he began to speak, uncontrollably.
"I…Accept.
The white wisp flew into Atelos and Atelos eyes seemed to fill to the brim with a white cloudy liquid. His hands ignited a bright white color, for once his powers came from his own hands rather than the equipment he was given all of his life. The cuffs seemed to melt around him, landing onto his skin, but leaving no residue or marks. The liquid metal seemed to roll off his arms in beads and landed into the ground forming a puddle. Atelos got up, slowly, taking his time. His hopeless form had taken a sadistic smile and he couldn't help but release a maniacally laughter that seemed more animalistic than human.
The guard turned around, alarmed of what he heard and he saw the free Atelos, with bright white flames pulsating from his hands.
The voice that resembled a hyena came out of the monster's grinning lips."You better run." The guard stood there in shock, to the previously detained Spartan. He looked in surprise, and then his eyes seemed to die as he spew blood out of his mouth. Atelos was standing there, fist inside the guard. Blood spattered all over his face, but Atelos did not bother to wipe it away. The guard fell, his spear clanging on the ground followed by the thud of his body. The thing Atelos was watching, or what he thought was himself appeared to bend the bars and simply walked over the dead body that lay before him.
Atelos was dragged along with that beast, watching it storm down the hallway of the dungeon. Two guards where taking a stroll down the hallway at the wrong time and ran into the beast. The thing grabbed them by the necks and smashed them into the wall, leaving a splatter of blood and a dent in the wall. The thing walked along as it never happened. Atelos was forced to witness every second of this. The thing finally reached the end of its journey and a bright light was shining in and it walked out into the sun, escaping the corridor.
The beast just stood there, breathing heavily, seeming to blend into the desert, at place with the desolation of the environment. It turned around looking at the consciousness of Atelos and seemed to place it's hand on his imaginary shoulder. The hyena voice again came out of his lips.
"You and me Spartan. We are going to have fun…"
Atelos eyes seemed to leak out the white fluid and it was forcefully expelled out of his body, following him. Creating his aura…Atelos now conscious, was now coinciding with Atelos' memory. Atelos eyes dilated and he screamed as his aura turned a bright red, burning more furious than ever before. He punched the ground screaming and Atelos remembered. The agony of the burning rage inside him, the loss of numbness and filling it with anger and the hate that fills him.
The memory of his homeland seemed to fade away into the picture of the gloomy land he was in. The tower commander looked at the Sorcerer and back to Atelos. He walked up to Atelos and looked him in his eyes, snapping him back to reality.
"Is this what happened soldier!?"
Quote:OOC: Flashback- Taken back to when Atelos was kidnapped and thrown into a prison left to rot.
A single light began to flicker and that was all Atelos could see. He looked up at the single torch lighting his prison and the sole guard left to make sure no one escaped. Atelos was seated on the floor and he looked down, his legs being nibbled on by the local rodents, and his arms chained to the walls. He attempted to get up but he was no longer chained and he felt no pain. As he stood up he saw his form hopelessly sit there, awaiting for his impending death.
What is this? Where am I? Is this real? A million questions flew into his mind but they were all answered. The version of Atelos there had no aura. It finally dawned on him that he was no longer in the presence but in the recesses in his mind.
But why? Why had he been brought here? He had no idea. He looked at the hopeless man before him, feeling nothing just sitting there, all hope and life drained from him. He remembered this, the defeated feeling he had gotten and how helpless he felt at this moment. The pain and smell of his rotting flesh had grown accustomed and he had no desire to live anymore.
Then he saw it, a white wisp flew next to Atelos' ear and began to speak. Atelos could hear it but he had no idea what it was saying…he had no recollection of this whatsoever. Then he began to speak, uncontrollably.
"I…Accept.
The white wisp flew into Atelos and Atelos eyes seemed to fill to the brim with a white cloudy liquid. His hands ignited a bright white color, for once his powers came from his own hands rather than the equipment he was given all of his life. The cuffs seemed to melt around him, landing onto his skin, but leaving no residue or marks. The liquid metal seemed to roll off his arms in beads and landed into the ground forming a puddle. Atelos got up, slowly, taking his time. His hopeless form had taken a sadistic smile and he couldn't help but release a maniacally laughter that seemed more animalistic than human.
The guard turned around, alarmed of what he heard and he saw the free Atelos, with bright white flames pulsating from his hands.
The voice that resembled a hyena came out of the monster's grinning lips."You better run." The guard stood there in shock, to the previously detained Spartan. He looked in surprise, and then his eyes seemed to die as he spew blood out of his mouth. Atelos was standing there, fist inside the guard. Blood spattered all over his face, but Atelos did not bother to wipe it away. The guard fell, his spear clanging on the ground followed by the thud of his body. The thing Atelos was watching, or what he thought was himself appeared to bend the bars and simply walked over the dead body that lay before him.
Atelos was dragged along with that beast, watching it storm down the hallway of the dungeon. Two guards where taking a stroll down the hallway at the wrong time and ran into the beast. The thing grabbed them by the necks and smashed them into the wall, leaving a splatter of blood and a dent in the wall. The thing walked along as it never happened. Atelos was forced to witness every second of this. The thing finally reached the end of its journey and a bright light was shining in and it walked out into the sun, escaping the corridor.
The beast just stood there, breathing heavily, seeming to blend into the desert, at place with the desolation of the environment. It turned around looking at the consciousness of Atelos and seemed to place it's hand on his imaginary shoulder. The hyena voice again came out of his lips.
"You and me Spartan. We are going to have fun…"
Atelos eyes seemed to leak out the white fluid and it was forcefully expelled out of his body, following him. Creating his aura…Atelos now conscious, was now coinciding with Atelos' memory. Atelos eyes dilated and he screamed as his aura turned a bright red, burning more furious than ever before. He punched the ground screaming and Atelos remembered. The agony of the burning rage inside him, the loss of numbness and filling it with anger and the hate that fills him.
The memory of his homeland seemed to fade away into the picture of the gloomy land he was in. The tower commander looked at the Sorcerer and back to Atelos. He walked up to Atelos and looked him in his eyes, snapping him back to reality.
"Is this what happened soldier!?"
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