08-13-2018, 04:31 PM
[glow=black,2,300]BREAKOUT[/glow]
// TW for mention of child abuse
With a cigarette put inside of his mouth the young assassin took this final steps to appear up right outside of the city, his light blue orbs taking the view in with a half growing grin. Finally he was here after all of that travelling had arrived outside of the door to the town he had come here for to start himself a new life - well depanding on how you saw it like. When only being a child had been taken away, kidnapped by an very vile and cruel assassin how had forced him into the training to become a assassin just like himself had been. Darius had only been eight years back then - when his whole life had fallen apart right in front of his eyes. First he had lost his twin brother along with the village they had grown up in that had got burned down by a evil man how had been supposed to be thier loyal servant. Fucking monkey. Darius had grown up in luxury, spoiled rotten so had never learn how the real world actually could be. In one day had he learned all of that. His home shattered and destroyed, left behind as his parents had most likely got killed, his brother for sure had and then being taken away by that assassin. His own father had been one so it was most likely that fucking bastard had taken him in belife he could make him to an skilled assassin just like his own father had been.
His life hadn't been easy thanks for that bastard. Beaten, abused, and other stuff a child never should have to be put through. Once reaching the age of twelve had got thrown away into a assassin school there he had trained every single day. It had been hell. All of them had been treated like tools, animals and from there on had been treated like one. But he had been determined to get himself out from there, to not die in that school so he had done what they had been expected of him and by the age of fifteen had been one of the few how had got out of there with thier life in behold. All the horrible things he had done in there just to survive, all of this students he had been forced to kill. Some had even been younger then himself, some had been older. It was a horrible time of his life Darius never wanted to speak of ever again. Once out of the school the real job had begin. Getting tasks to be send out on mission to kill for money. Supernatrual beings had seem to be one of the most desirable out there to kill. So he had become a hunter, being anything just to get the job done. Never once had he failed to execute someone. Never once...
Now at the age of twenty had finally grown bored to follow this bastard orders. So he had left to build himself a new life elsewhere and contunie on to do what he did best, to kill people. But this time he would do it for his own sake, owning money for himself alone and not working for anyone to share his money with. And on top of that got a opportunity to live more of a life he always had wanted. His whole youth had got taken away from him so now he was here to finally get to experience it. To live a normal life as Darius while in the shadows worked as the assassin Breakout how would bring nightmares to anyone how had the unfortunate to get thier face picture into his hand.
It was about time to live his life to the fullest.
Puffing on his cigarette the assassin then lifted his foot to take that one final step to enter the city to start his new life while he carried a bag ove rhis shoulder with his mask and costume inside that he always wore when he did his missions. Two chisa katana swords that was put in a belt behind his back and his style. He looked like a thug, a gangster and only trouble come out from him as he made his apperance through the city.
With a cigarette put inside of his mouth the young assassin took this final steps to appear up right outside of the city, his light blue orbs taking the view in with a half growing grin. Finally he was here after all of that travelling had arrived outside of the door to the town he had come here for to start himself a new life - well depanding on how you saw it like. When only being a child had been taken away, kidnapped by an very vile and cruel assassin how had forced him into the training to become a assassin just like himself had been. Darius had only been eight years back then - when his whole life had fallen apart right in front of his eyes. First he had lost his twin brother along with the village they had grown up in that had got burned down by a evil man how had been supposed to be thier loyal servant. Fucking monkey. Darius had grown up in luxury, spoiled rotten so had never learn how the real world actually could be. In one day had he learned all of that. His home shattered and destroyed, left behind as his parents had most likely got killed, his brother for sure had and then being taken away by that assassin. His own father had been one so it was most likely that fucking bastard had taken him in belife he could make him to an skilled assassin just like his own father had been.
His life hadn't been easy thanks for that bastard. Beaten, abused, and other stuff a child never should have to be put through. Once reaching the age of twelve had got thrown away into a assassin school there he had trained every single day. It had been hell. All of them had been treated like tools, animals and from there on had been treated like one. But he had been determined to get himself out from there, to not die in that school so he had done what they had been expected of him and by the age of fifteen had been one of the few how had got out of there with thier life in behold. All the horrible things he had done in there just to survive, all of this students he had been forced to kill. Some had even been younger then himself, some had been older. It was a horrible time of his life Darius never wanted to speak of ever again. Once out of the school the real job had begin. Getting tasks to be send out on mission to kill for money. Supernatrual beings had seem to be one of the most desirable out there to kill. So he had become a hunter, being anything just to get the job done. Never once had he failed to execute someone. Never once...
Now at the age of twenty had finally grown bored to follow this bastard orders. So he had left to build himself a new life elsewhere and contunie on to do what he did best, to kill people. But this time he would do it for his own sake, owning money for himself alone and not working for anyone to share his money with. And on top of that got a opportunity to live more of a life he always had wanted. His whole youth had got taken away from him so now he was here to finally get to experience it. To live a normal life as Darius while in the shadows worked as the assassin Breakout how would bring nightmares to anyone how had the unfortunate to get thier face picture into his hand.
It was about time to live his life to the fullest.
Puffing on his cigarette the assassin then lifted his foot to take that one final step to enter the city to start his new life while he carried a bag ove rhis shoulder with his mask and costume inside that he always wore when he did his missions. Two chisa katana swords that was put in a belt behind his back and his style. He looked like a thug, a gangster and only trouble come out from him as he made his apperance through the city.
© MADI
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