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Aw... Microsoft Word has locked all of my stories cause apparently I have to pay to use their stuff now...

I'll figure out how to get adds written up as soon as I can. :|

Edit: I gots to go back to teh WordPad nao :(

Anyway, I'm working on the rest of the chapter! I promise I won't make Chapter Three too much longer than it already is!

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Reaching into his pocket with a free hand, Biron pulled out a small necklace with the symbol of Saradomin strung across it. He handed it to Athos, mouthing the word, "Pray." Athos nodded, knowing how loyal his father was to Saradomin. He kissed the symbol and silently prayed, then placed it over his head and around his neck.

"May you be with us," Athos mouthed without a sound.

Then he slowly raised his arm back to shooting stance. His left hand was wrapped tightly in several layers of cloth because of his injury, but he was able to maintain a still posture. Looking down the line with one eye, Athos aimed his arrowhead just a little bit above the rooftop guard's head. He pulled the arrow back carefully, only slightly hearing the stretch of the bowstring. Then, when the preparations were complete, Athos opened his right hand.

The arrow soared from his bow, striking the guard right under the chin. Startled, he immediately clutched at the arrow, filled with agonizing pain. It had entered through most of his throat, making air choke him as he attemped to gasp. The poor guard's fingers desperately, the arrow swiftly pulled from his neck.

However, after doing so, he instantly regretted his actions.

With his mouth wide open, he tried as hard as he could to breath, but his trachea was completely punctured through. Air stopped midway through his throat and backed up, sending him to his knees in painful fits of suffocation. His eyes were wide in fear and he noticed that he was slowly losing his sight. Everything started becoming dark, even blacker than the night around him.

The ground-guards heard the noises, but didn't know what was going on. Quietly, they murmured to each other, questioningly, to see if anyone else had a clue. But after a few minutes passed, they received their answer.

24-Jul-2010 01:35:25

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The limp body of the guard dropped and rolled like a log down the rooftop, crashing right down beside them with an expression full of frightening pain.

"My lord!" one of the guards shouted, jumping in shock. "Someone - quick! Warn Malik of what's happened!"

Biron became tense. He turned quickly to Athos, saying, "Forget about cover, son! We have to stop them before they warn their group!"

They dashed out from the hiding spot, heading directly towards the guards. There were only three of them, they realized, but they were all very close to the building. There was no chance that the pair could get to them in time; one was already in the doorway.

"Hee-yaghh!" Biron cried out, trying to surprise them and get them away from the building. His sword was drawn as he ran towards them, gripped in both hands tightly. Athos also unsheathed his sword, leaving his bow behind.

"There they are! Get 'em!" one of the guards shouted out. Within an instant, the confrontation began. Biron wildly slashed out at one man with his sword, but missed as he sidestepped. The guard then countered by lashing out at Biron's face, backhanding him. However, the guard also had a small dagger in his other hand, which Biron had not seen. Following through on the first hit, the dagger swooped in with his body's turn and lunged itself between a pair of Biron's ribs.

Biron gasped at the fierce pain that pursued. However, the guard swung around again with his other hand, continuing in succession of the other two hits. The man clenched his fist tight, and he quickly unloaded a massive blow straight to the side of Biron's head. This all happened so fast that Athos was surprised when he saw his dad spin over and smash into the ground.

24-Jul-2010 01:36:13

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"Father!" Athos shouted, turning towards the guard who'd struck Biron down. Without any further thought, he raised his sword high in his one useful hand and slashed down at the guard. The man did not have much time to react, but he still turned, raised his arms, and crossed them at the incoming blade. However, steel did not slice flesh in the impact. Instead, Athos' loosely held sword struck against a plate of metal - gauntlets - that the guard wore under his sleeves. It rang out against the gauntlets and then leapt loose from Athos' hand, flying in the opposite direction.

Just as this happened, the door of the building opened, letting out a flood of light into the darkness of the street. However, Athos, Biron, and the three guards were all hidden by a large shadow that appeared and dominated most of the light when the door opened. In the doorway was the stand-in leader of the rebel groups: Malik Ivanim.

"Who are you?" he demanded sullenly to Athos. The three guards stopped to wait for Malik to receive his answer, and the crowd behind him inside the building stood quietly.

Panting, and still a bit stunned by the sight of his father passed out on the ground, Athos responded with a bit of difficulty.

"You... You're the rebellion," he said, his chest expanding and sagging in rapid successions. "You killed my brother."

"I wasn't the one that killed your brother," Malik responded, still standing calmly in the doorway. He looked at Athos' eyes, sensing bold courage in them. However, there was something else that he could not quite interpret in seeing them. Fear?

"You're responsible for his death, though."

24-Jul-2010 01:36:56

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Malik's jungle-green eyes widened in surprise. With a slow smile forming to his lips, he said, "I thought I recognized you. You're one of the half-bloods who have made life miserable for the rest of us. You're Athos Ammon, aren't you? Your brother must've been Sabas, the little, determined, hard-worker. What a shame."

"Don't make fun of my son!" Biron shouted, launching himself at Malik.

He'd waited on the ground, silently rising to his feet behind the turned heads of the guards. In an attempted surprise attack, Biron threw a strong, full-willed punch towards the seemingly unaware leader. However, Malik reacted instively to the sight of the attack, catching and stopping Biron's fist in both of his hands. Then, Malik easily swooped at Biron's legs with a kick that sent him tumbling back to the ground. Biron's bruised head took yet another beating, striking the rock below with a thick crash. Blood leaked rapidly from the open wound that followed.

"Ah, Captain Biron," Malik greeted him. "Nice of you to join us."

Looking with worry at his father's limp body on the ground, Athos thought to himself. "I have to stall just a little bit longer... Hurry up, reinforcements!"

"You know, Athos, I always knew that you had the most potential in your family. You were always a step ahead of the game, always prepared for what was to come," Malik continued, putting his hands into his pockets and fumbling around inside of them.

"You know me?" Athos asked with shock.

Malik ignored the question and continued. "But, one thing I've noticed about you and Sabas both was that you wanted to be good at *everything*. Do you know what that does to you, Athos?"

24-Jul-2010 01:37:41

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Athos half-listened to Malik, seeing in the corner of his eye the glint of moonlight off of guards' platebodies. They seemed to be waiting for the entire group to arrive.

"What does it do to me?" Athos responded boldly, looking Malik straight in the eyes.

"It makes you simply mediocre at everything you do. You have to pick something and strive after it to truly master any skill," Malik lectured. He lowered his gaze from Athos' pressuring eyes and looked at Biron, who struggled to get himself back up. "Let me not preach, though. I'll show you an example of what I mean."

Athos immediately went on alert, but it was already too late. Upon looking at Biron, Malik only had to touch the rune stones in his pockets to conjure up the spell. Instantly afterward, Malik's arms shot up towards the starry sky, the runes in his hands simultaneously crumbling to dust as the spell took effect. Biron twitched one final time as a large orb of intensely-bright light appeared in Malik's hands. Almost instantly, a thick crimson vapor began rising from Biron's body, causing him to scream in wretched pain as his blood rose up to boiling-point temperature in a split-second and literally evaporated towards the bright orb. Everyone's ears were pierced by the intensity of Biron's shouts and Athos was too frozen by fear to move.

Right before him, Athos saw the unnerving pain from his father's eyes as he left behind his last moment of life and passed away.

24-Jul-2010 01:38:31

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Athos fell to his knees from the sight, quickly losing his grasp on reality. He could tell, however, that the reinforcements were tumbling in around them all, startling the rebels. In a huge panic, they all fled through the doors and ran away from the oncoming Varrock guards. They were chased through the streets until they were free from the city, afterward making the night silent once again.

However, Athos kneeled quietly, still, and slowly moved towards his father, muscles shocked to near-unresponsiveness. When he was beside Biron, he fell over and hit the ground, splashing into a puddle of his father's blood. Athos opened his eyes to see the expression of his father, lifeless and forever unchanging, and then closed his eyelids with his fingers.

Feeling a sharply-cold breeze rasp between him and his father with a shrill cry, Athos closed his eyes. Beyond the doors of reality, Athos felt himself lying alone in the freezing snow of a high, nighttime mountaintop. All around him was seemingly infinite white landscape and desolate shadow, and the presence of his father was no longer beside him.

With a shiver, Athos curled up and tried to make himself warm, but nothing could seem to thaw the chill surrounding him. Through the late night, Athos tried to turn over and wrap up tighter, only to be worsened by total lack of voice or thought around him. His only thought was that he was dead, a theory that droned back and forth through the empty world he was in.

Solace did not come. Daylight never shined. Only hopelessness breeded.

24-Jul-2010 01:38:48

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Ha, no ladyfriends in this story! ;)

But... I was considering at some point to have Denir (one of the rebels) have a relationship with Athos to add more to the story. But then I thought, nah, I don't want to get into that kind of a subplot. Besides, other than her and Athos' mom, I don't think I have any other girl characters planned. :P

Btw, Wiz, do you remember the thing we were talking about the other day and how I assumed something was going on? I found out about two days ago that I was right. It kinda shocked me at first even though I thought it might be happening, but I'm already past it now.

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