With just a quick moment his new guest was gone and with that Alistair could only let out a mere sigh in disappointment. "Ah thats a shame...I was so looking forward to seeing what mystical powers I possess...I guess I should have worded my words better..." Alistair said as he sat alone and drank his wine. The whole entire meeting was definitely life changing and Alistair could only predict that much more events were sure to arrive. It was...interesting to him. He did not feel no fear, but instead he felt a surge of excitement for whatever was to come in the future. "Azrael....hmmm" Alistair said softly as he thought about the name that he had just been called by. "He said Morning Star and Father....I assume he means Lucifer and God" Alistair said bringing his hand to his chin "If thats so then that must mean that Lucifer wishes for Azreal...I mean my return...but why?" Alistair said closing his eyes once more "A mortal such as myself being an angel...an angel of death no less...how intriguing" Alistair said before standing up and sitting once more on his comfy chair. "More are sure to come and provide the proof I need...hmmm..I guess I'd best welcome them with open arms then...there is little I can do otherwise" Alistair said with a smile. He desired these answered and if these others didn't show then Alistair would merely seek them out instead. The smile merely stayed on his face as sleep took him away and prepared him for the next day.
Alistair's eyes opened and was quite surprised by the sudden feat of his new guest as the doors were fixed quite fast. It was now confirmed for him that there was no way that Alistair currently stood any form of chance against the one before him. Though he was surprised at first, Alistair closed his eyes and chuckled "why yes, that is better" Alistair said before leading his guest towards the huge dining room. Grabbing two wine glasses and a bottle of wine, Alistair pour the wine into both glasses and handed one over to Danel before finally taking a seat. "So...you say I'm Azrael" Alistair said before taking a sip from his glass and then glanced over at Danel "The great Angel of Death....your saying the one who saves lives is the one who deals with death as well?" Alistair said calmly closing his eyes before taking another sip "I will not deny your words nor cast them aside...but I require something to prove that I am the angel of death..." Alistair said looking down at the glass of wine in his hand "and even if you are able to prove to me my origin....what use would I be to an angel such as yourself? At present I am merely human" Alistair said.
The silent was instantly broken and before he knew it his front door had immediately been smashed open by one single man. Closing his eyes, Alistair turned his chair and faced the now open doorway as the stranger stood by it and headed inside. His golden eyes opened and as he crossed his legs, Alistair placed his elbow on his chair's handguard and rested his cheek on his fist. His eyes were fixated on the wings of the one before him and immediately he realized those were no mere decoration. The man before him was certainly far from human to have broken down his door like it was nothing. With a calm face, Alistair merely listened to the words of the person that spoke. Merely listening was all Alistair could do against a person with such strength. Alistair closed his eyes and listened to the mans words and merely tried his best to understand just what was merely going on. The name Azreal was a familiar name to him and though he had learned the name he still felt something more from the name. Azreal was an angel and from that he instantly realized what stood before him was certainly no man, but quite possibly an angel. What was much more odd was not that the angel had appeared before him, but the fact that the angel referred to him as Azreal, the angel of death. Even he found all this quite ridiculous and overwhelming. A sudden smile crept across his face and suddenly Alistair began to let out a small chuckle as he opened his eyes once more and stared directly at his new guest. "I do apologies for laughing, but I must say when figured this storm was ominous...I did not anticipate that something like this would occur" Alistair said as he stood up from his chair "I must apologies, but I do not know what you speak of...My name is Alistair Grey...but I assume that may be unnecessary" Alistair said closing his eyes with a calm smile "You called me Azreal, correct? Surely you must know something that I definitely do not know. As a guest, why don't we discuss this over a glass of wine? I would offer warmth, but unfortunately you wrecked my doors" Alistair said calmly.
The room was quite silent as the white haired man silently sat on a comfy chair and stared out at he window calmly watching the rain rage and fall down. Closing his eyes, Alistair silently brought up the hot cup of tea to his lips and merely took a sip. He had hoped he could of at least gotten out of the house, but considering the weather he was sure to not even leave. Placing on television, Alistair watched the weather forecast and noticed how flustered the weatherman actually looked. The weather report had called for quite the sunny day but that prediction was far from wrong. Maybe things were best for Alistair and this storm was actually a blessing in disguise, after the previous day he was not himself. The sight of the beating heart still kept sight in his mind and it truly made the man wonder about why he thought about this. He had done many other surgeries and the most recent one was nothing special. It bugged him greatly and Alistair merely closed his eyes and rubbed his temples with a sigh... An existence that can never feel the true relieving embrace of death...how pitiful.... Immediately Alistair's eyes widened and his eyes immediately began to scan around the area, stopping as he stared at the flames that burned in the fireplace. He swore he heard something, but he just didn't know what it was. Rubbing his temples again, Alistair just sighed once more.
A loud yawn echoed thought out the house as Julius rose from his bed and rubbed his eyes with a groan "urrgg...morning already?" Julius said getting up from his bed as he stretched and noticed a clock on his night table realizing the time his eye immediately began to twitch and immediately Julius's palm hit his face "MY FUCKING GOD! I JUST CAN'T GET UP EARLY" Julius yelled and began to grumble as he walked into the bathroom and began his sexy Julius shower time. Upon getting dressed, Julius ate his breakfast/lunch and let out a sigh. Most mornings...or afternoons....were like this and Julius always tried his best to change that. Whenever he had to wake up early it was always quite the rush for him and his students could always tell just by looking at his dramatic entrances. Luckily it was the weekend and Julius also had no idea just what he would do for the weekend "Damn...I need some hobbies or something..." Julius muttered as he rose up to his feet. "Ehhhh might be optional...but might as well check up on the kiddos" Julius said getting his things and headed towards the auditorium. The play never actually brought himself any real stress and in general Julius was quite proud that he really didn't have to yell much. As he walked down the halls Julius brought out his phone and smiled "oh thats right...Noelle messaged me last night..." Julius said placing his phone on. Noelle was his favourite little student and he always expected great things from her. "Hm...a text....oh damn..." Julius said with a groan. When Julius noticed the text he received from Noelle he felt a bit bad for not answering her text despite saying how he was ready to help her anytime. With the message sent, Julius continued on through the hallway, and once he reached the auditorium he opened the door with his foot as usual and walked in. Glancing around the auditorium his eye noticed Noelle and though he raised his eyebrow he smiled after. "Yo! nice tune your playing there Elle!" Julius yelled out to her raising a hand in greeting before placing them back in his pockets and walked towards her.
And so practice had reached it's end and Julius walked off from the auditorium after thanking those still in the auditorium for all their hard work. As Julius walked off he glanced down at a clipboard and reviewed all that was written on the board in order to fully get a better foresight about the play. So far there were many successes and no real problem had occurred so far. Julius was one who thought positive, but at the same time one who never really crossed out the negative. There were still things that threatened the play and Julius prepared himself for it. As Julius started his trek home a text caught his attention and immediately Julius couldn't help but smile when he read the message. With the text written, Julius smiled and placed away his phone as he walked off into the house he owned and smiled as he walked into the warmth it provided. "would be less lonely in here if I actually had a girlfriend or something....maybe I should get a dog or something..." Julius mummbled to himself as he collapsed on his bed and let out a sigh. "Its been two years...but still...that question still boggles my mind...how did that girl know all those events...whatever..." Julius said silently before drifting off to sleep.
Most of the students in the play were quite busy doing their jobs and paid little heed to the man that sat there. This really didn't bother Julius in the slightest since it meant that they were actually doing what they had to do and it made his job a whole lot easier. Julius was quite impressed with the effort that the kids were putting into getting the play on its way and despite not really a big fan of musicals, he didn't really complain. Though at the beginning he was loathing his job he soon found himself loosing that negative thought. It was just like that camp two years ago. As Julius closed his eye and stretched his arms, the voice of Tucker reached him and Julius immediately opened his eye and smiled as he looked over at the former fellow counselor "Perfect! Thats great to hear" Julius said lowered his legs and rested his arms on the top of the other two chairs beside him. "Once we get the stuff all prepared, things will be much more smooth and organized. Lighting, sound, and even the stage...if we get that all set without a hitch then the there really won't be a problem other then the actors themselves" Julius said. Closing his eyes Julius grinned a cheerful grin and laughed "hell...you kiddos are doing so great that I don't even thing I'm even needed" Julius said happily. Julius had great faith in most of the students in the play and he actually was surprisingly awaiting just what they would be able to create together. He had at least hoped that Troval and Maria had at least managed to at least be able to stand each other...otherwise he would have to act. For now he would witness how well they acted together and silently watched Maria act.
The rain continued to rage down and Alistair could only merely watch as it continued. He wasn't one to just instantly believe in bad omens but the storm before him did unnerve the usually calm aristocrat slightly. With a sigh the man closed his eyes chuckled as he walked out and brought himself some candles for use. The power had a chance of turning off so Alistair decided to prepare himself for it. The day had reached it's end and Alistair merely collapsed on his bed and fell asleep OOC: sorry for crap post...in the middle of something important and had to end my day DX
Such a piss off... Why the friggin hell did he have to be assigned to a play and of all things a MUSICAL. Sure he became a professor for the damn school, but did he really have to watch over a play of all things? These things were really not his sort of thing and maybe the bastards knew this. Maybe this was just like camp the last two years and maybe they felt he would improve his attitude or some shit like that...whatever the case he had no real choice but to stick with the job he was entrusted with. The man walked through the halls of the university with his hands in his jacket pockets. "Damn its starting to get so friggin cold" Julius muttered silently as he reached the doors that lead into the theatre room. There were two ways he could open the door before him and one of those ways involved pulling his hands out of his pockets and opening the doors with them. He could have done that, but that was sure to make his hands loose heat so there was only one thing the man thought about that option "...fuck that shit" Julius said as he rose his foot. If he couldn't use his hands then he would merely use the second option BANG! With his foot Julius kicked the bars of the door and immediately the doors swung open as Julius lowered his leg and walked in "YO! SUP KIDDOS" Julius yelled out into the theatre as continued to walk down. Taking a seat on one of the seats near the front, Julius placed his legs on the the seat in front of him and merely smiled as he rested his elbow on the armrest beside him and his cheek on his fist. "Well unless there are problems or concerns, shall we get practice on the way?" Julius said
Juli-kins as Stage Director
Lights and a throbbing heart, the lungs inhaled and exhaled and the blood was everywhere. The white haired man stared down with a mask covering the his breath as he held his sharp scalpel in hand. They said that survival was low, that there was no point in continuing with this operation, and though Alistair agreed with these claims he still took this job regardless. This man was sure to die, death was sure to come, maybe not now, but it was in sight for the fool that refused to care for himself. His body was plagued with the damage of tobacco and alcohol and there was nothing he could do to solve that. Alistair had no sympathy for those who squandered away their life and expect to be fixed. Alistair himself did not know why he even took this job, there were surely others that deserved his aid, he couldn't comprehend why he took this job. He stared down at the body and stared down at the throbbing heart and just stared at it. It made him realize just how easy a life was to lose, how one simple stroke could end it all for another person. The throbbing heart just continued to capture his attention, the scalpel was merely inches away from the heart, but a sudden sponge was pressed against his forehead and Alistair's eyes widened for a second. The surgery continued and in the end the patient survived "You've reclaimed your life and you live again...but savour that moment...recall your past and revel in the nostalgia...for death awaits a fool such as yourself" Those words were the words that Alistair left the man before he walked off and exited the hospital. Why was it that he felt a sense of nervousness? he had never felt such a thing while operating in a long time...was it really a sense of nervousness he felt? or maybe something else? The heart that he stared at...was he truly going to puncture it? was he truly going to kill a person? He had dealt with death many times and though his skills were deemed impressive, there were still those who died before him. As he walked out a drip of water hit the top of his head and Alistair's attention was immediately drawn to the darkening skies up ahead. "....the weather didn't call for rain.." Alistair said as he entered his car and drove off to his manor. Upon entering it he walked up to one of the windows and merely stared out of it. Narrowing his eyes he watched the skies turned black and the rain began to pour heavily. "Life and death...such an interesting concept..." Alistair said quietly.
“tsk how could I have gotten into this mess” the hero of Hyrule silently muttered to himself. Formerly known as Link and now taking on the name of Kasuto, he could only sit in silence against the cold wall of the cell he was placed in. All he could recall was that he awoke in a different version of Hyrule. Before he even had the chance to explore he was ambushed by creature and the next thing he knew he was trapped in a cell, stripped of the many weapons he carried The think he found odd was that he met others that shared the name of Link in the cells nearby. Of course in order to differentiate between them the chose different names. The name Kasuto came from one of the many villages he visited. He felt this name suited him quite nicely. Nonetheless things soon began to make some sense as a being known as Shadow Link made his appearance and explained the situation. Though this Shadow Link bore an uncanny similarity to the doppelganger he fought in the great palace, he could tell this “Link” was not the same being. Letting out a sigh Kasuto snapped out of his thoughts upon hearing the voice of the Link that went by the name Darmani along with a few others that shared his name. “No, I’m still locked up tight in here” Kasuto replied raising his head. He felt moving around senselessly would solve nothing. He merely observed his surrounding and attempted to think up a plan in order to free himself and the other link. Merely freeing themselves was not the only concern. Escape from the castle would be a difficult task. It was a joyous victory for the General of Darkness. Standing in the balcony of his castle with his arms crossed, Onox let out a loud and glee filled laughter as he looked out at the new Hyrule made by his lord Ganon. Things have become far greater than he imagined, though once defeated by the green tunic hero he was now resurrected to fight once again. Only one thing burned in his mind upon his resurrection, anger of the one who defeated him. His plan to resurrect the king of evil Ganon was foiled by that green tunic boy. Nonetheless that all faded. Though his overall plan failed it was not his fault, for he did his share and lit the flame of destruction. If anything it was the two old witches who were responsible for the failure. To witness Hyrule in its chaotic state, to witness the return of Ganon, and to be able to command his army and capture those so called heroes, this was quite the victory for the general, but despite all the joy he felt empty at the same time. The thought that these heroes were caught so easily left the general bored and made this victory seem shallow
The day had ended like any other and the calm Alistair returned to the place that he called home. Alistair could only sigh as he removed his suit's jacket and merely sit on an arm chair that rested before the fire that rested before the fireplace. His eyes merely stared on at the flames as they danced about as if mesmerized. He recalled the patients he tended, those that he helped, those that died and many other things. Life could not always be saves, and even though he was considered a prodigy he never thought that about himself. Alistair dislike the claims of being called a prodigy. He preferred raw skill over merely being born with talent as everybody assumed he was born with. No matter how skill or talented he was there were still people that died, people that were destined to leave the earth. Everybody had their end and fate merely chose when that was. The boy merely let out another sigh as he shook his head and closed his eyes. The night moved on and soon enough the boy fell asleep.
They were here...they were finally away from the hell that had plagued them all. It was far too hard to believe, but Julius could only smile as he walked out of the truck and watch as the rest rushed forth in order to head towards their own home. He crossed his arms with his smile and leaned against the truck as he watched the kids line out and move out. Parents began to move out and Julius could only smile as he watched them move out. They went though a lot and to see a good ending was what brought Julius great joy. True there was sadness for the fate of the others, but something changed that. The sudden thanks he received, the warm grateful gaze he received from Noelle was what made it worth all of it. He only smiled and thanked her back from the bottom of his heart. One by one they all began to leave and as Julius stared out at the distance, he rose his hand to the eyepatch on his face and removed it. A blank eye stared out at the school that started it all. He realized that though he loathed coming here at first in the end it was all worth it. He closed both of his eyes and let out a small and quite chuckle as he brought out the cellphone that belong to David. He dialed the number and soon enough there was a reply. A small conversation and soon enough Julius stared up at the sky. Time passed and soon enough a helicopter descended from the sky "SO LONG...MY FRIENDS...LET US MEET AGAIN" Julius said before he boarded the helicopter that took him home. The ride was short, but soon enough Julius reached the manor of the Menon family and with his eyes closed he walked into it ready to continue on with his life. His life was not yet over and he had much to live for...He will learn and grow....in order to fulfil his dream
BUMP
Everybody was set in the truck and whether they were fully prepared or not, Julius knew that they definitely did not have the luxury to waste anymore time. With the police on their way they definitely needed to get out before they got pulled over and questioned about the murder. Everything was bringing a massive migraine to Julius and the man only groaned as the truck got ready to leave "Alright then everybody...lets get da **** out of here" Julius told them as he pressed the gas. With that action the truck began to move away, from the scene at a normal pace. They had to try and not draw any more unnecessary attention and merely try and sneak away at the right speed. Once they were away from the gas station area, Julius continued on at a good speed towards their next destination. Candlewood was their original destination and had they not gone through all that craziness they would have reached there long ago without any problems. Julius wondered just what Candlewood held for them and what would happen to them once they reached the place. Would some of David's friends meet them and question them? and what about the condition of the kids? would all of them be able to last the remaining time? There was a good chance that David's death was not reported yet so they had a chance to walk out safely, but regardless nothing could be confirmed about the future. The drive was quite long and fatigue was starting to build slowly and slowly but soon enough they reached their destination and Candlewood was in sight. Despite the fact that this adventure was not yet over and that something could still happen, Julius couldn't help but smile as they passed the sign informing drivers of the city. "Guys...we've reached Candlewood" Julius said as Fortissimo was up in sight. The paranoia was fading away at a gradual speed and Julius could only continue to smile on as he parked. "Alright Kiddos back at Fortissimo" Julius said glancing over at the kids sitting behind him.
There once lived a man that started off with nothing. By his own choice this man chose to squander away his life and what little money on the bliss that was alcohol. The man who was called father was one who selfishly pursued his quest for an meaning to the emptiness that was left in the void of his heart. The man was foolish to believe that the booze would lead to his happiness and in the end the man did something terrible under the influence of his bliss maker and from that moment on a change occurred and the man worked towards a new future. What the man did was unbearable in his own eyes to the point that he could not even look at his own reflection. He learned all the faults he made and learned how to make amends for them. The once pitiful man rose and became a loving husband, a great father, and soon enough rose from the poor chains that shackled his family. The man that never cared much for other dedicated his cause to the betterment of others. While others mocked him, he proved them wrong and Silver Light was born. Silver Light provided provided the best medical care and relief known across the world. Its goal was never for the money, but for the betterment of others. Thought it started off small and puny, it began to grow over time. During the time of its creator the place was merely a strong system growing, but one the creator passed away, his son took his fathers place and with that moment, Silver Light grew to its powerful state. Alistair Grey, a boy and what others called a prodigy when it came to the field of medicine. When his father died the young boy took his father's place and Silver Light became a phenomenon. With the arrival of Alistair, Silver Light grew beyond what it was and was able to save many lives. The name of Alistair Grey was a famous one worldwide, but the public knew nothing about the now man. He had brains and dazzling looks that made girls swoon, but that was all that the public knew about Alistair Grey. They merely saw him as a figure head and nothing more. Being seen as a figure head was some Alistair could really care less about. He never cared for his popularity or what the public truly thought about him at all. They were all a hassle and to live a carefree life was the one that Alistair preferred. For now the man merely sat on his office chair and stared out of the huge window with a glass of wine in one hand. "...to hold a life in one's hands" Alistair said silently with a chuckle before closing his eyes as he brought the tip of the wine glass to his lips and took a sip of the red liquid inside the glass.
Screaming and yelling was everywhere and even the usual calm Julius was clearly disoriented with all the things that happened. It was all confusing and though he dread to believe so, he soon figured out just what happened. Three kids died, they were gone and the police was now coming heading their way. He didn't know what he should do, but the moment he looked down at the fat kid and noticed the boy bleeding Julius' eye widened in fear as he fell to his knee and to the side of the fat child "Oi kid! dammit don't die on me" Julius yelled as he began to sweat as the fear was clear in his eyes. He did not wish to see the corpse, he did not wish to witness a child's corpse. He saw far too many of those and he wished he would never have to see it again. He was useless, he couldn't save anybody. He tried so hard but even when he wished for a peaceful life he was still denied it. The gas...if only he had been able to have attack fast he would have surely been able to do something. His body shook as he held the corpse of James and as he held him tears attempted to fight their way out of the hardened man's eyes. Julius would not let his tears fall, he refused to let them show. He closed his eyes tightly and silently the man stood up. Opening his eye Julius glanced over at Tucker and gave him a nod "take care of the kids that wish to stay back..." Julius said calmly. His eye that once held sadness now stood calm and determined. He couldn't show his emotions now, he'd bear it all for the kids sake. If there was one that needed to stay the stone pillar of support, if there was one that needed to remain strong and lead everybody...then Julius would endure it all to fulfil that role for them. The tears and and despair he felt will only be shed once he fulfiled his mission. He wouldn't stop those that wished to stay back, in fact he wished that most of them actually did so. They would get medical care and best of all they would have the possibility of returning home. He knew that others did not wish to take that risk and he couldn't leave Bryan to take car of the kids alone. "Everybody...Lets move now" Julius said with a strong voice and with that he walked up to the truck and entered the driver seat
Things were quite peaceful with Julius and Maria and though he wasn't the greatest at comforting at least he himself could take comfort in knowing that he was able to comfort the girl. Relaxing like this was nice and Julius began to feel a bit tired. He wondered if taking a very quick nap wouldn't hurt, but then a commotion occured and Julius' attention immediately was sent over to the restaurant. The fatass of the group suddenly rushed out from the exit and before he knew it the boy was heading straight towards the truck. With all that sweat and fatigue, surely something disastrous was occurring. Letting go of Maria, Julius hopped out of the truck to check out what was going on, but suddenly he noticed the boy do something really odd and head over at the driver seat "Where the hell are you going?" Julius said before the sudden roar of the engine started to sound. Immediately, Julius' eye widened and acting as soon as he heard the sound, Julius rushed to the driver seat, opened the door and immediately grabbed the fatass by his shirt collar. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING" Julius yelled as his big muscles began to budge as his grip tightened. Using all his strength, Julius pulled the fatass and tossed him out of the truck and onto the ground. He really wasn't forgiving when he tossed the boy on the ground since he wasn't in the greatest moods and the boy's fat could always cushion the blow and make him bounce. "ALRIGHT YOU'D BETTER DAMN WELL EXPLAIN WHAT THEN HELL IS GOING ON" Julius yelled standing in the way of the driver seat as he cracked his knuckles.
The girl that he held was shivering and Julius wondered just why she was shivering in the first place. Was it because she was cold? was she scared? he wondered why and just quietly listened to her deny his offer for food. She needed to eat, but he wouldn't force her at all since food might actually be problem. Forcing her to eat when she didn't feel like it might of actually upset her and do the opposite of helping her. Regardless Julius would have to get some food into her system sooner or later. Soon enough Julius' received the answer he was looking for as the girl revealed she was cold and tired. With that said, Julius took off his jacket and placed it on the girl as a blanket for her "Alright, just tell me if you need anything" Julius said softly as he stroked her head "Now just get some sleep" Julius said before a bottle of advil was tossed over at them. Bringing out one of the bottles of water, Julius held it up for her "now drink one of those tablets and get some sleep" Julius said.He merely hoped that his jacket and warmth would at least be able to help the girl. With a sigh, the sudden tap on his shoulder caught his attention and his gaze was instantly brought over at Adrian. Adrian had caused so much problems over the past incident, and at the moment Julius really didn't wish to deal with the boy, but he felt he had no option other than to do so. "Adrian....enough with Pierce...." Julius said quietly in hope that this conversation didn't bother the girl he held. "I've watched you with Pierce and...no offence...but I think its a little bit ....obsessive" Julis said closing his eye with another sigh "look the two of you have only met for no more than 4 days....unless you've been stalking her for more than that....but ignoring my joke...parting with Pierce is not going to be the end of the ****ing world. I know you lost your sister and I give you my sympathies....but what your doing with Pierce is only going to lead to a devastating heartbreak if things do not go right" Julius said before opening his eye. "Look...what you and Lexi did...its not so easy to forgive...Lexi murdered somebody and you attempted to do the same...a life is a life...it cant come back...the man was drunk...and his goal was not to kill us...his family will grieve...and now things might turn out to a problem for all of us" Julius said closing his eye "Forgiveness is not easy...I'll forgive you...but that damn well doesn't mean that the others will as well...do anything stupid again and I will act..." Julius said ending his discussion with Adrian.
