Salvation's road

[risingsun]

A figure of about 5'9 walked down the snow covered road. There where trees all around and the snow feel constantly in this area. There were reported sightings of 'unique' things in these parts. Even a soldier or two had gone missing while escorting villagers from Moscow to the mountain villages. He had walked for hours in the snow not stopping only moving forward. He was covered in a white cloak that blended with the color of the scenery. He stepped quietly and lightly not to make any sounds or leave any footprints.

Takao had seen a broken caravan up ahead flipped on it's side and kept at his slow pace. He saw nothing and with the current temperature his nose was no longer any use. He was now on the side of the caravan with his head and body nicely blended in with the scenery from his coat. There was only dried blood on the inside and it seemed to be smeared all over the compartment.

He took a moment of silence as he felt as though the people who the blood belonged to had already perished. He looked around and saw nothing but woods and snow. He sat down on the side of the caravan and meditated on what to do. He closed his eyes so that he could focus properly on listening for anything out of the ordinary.

Takao:
"Looks like I might actually have a C rank request, looks like I have to bring the evidence in or they just might try to pay me for an G rank request."

He said softly to himself in his mind.

[risingsun]

As he stood to his feet once more he continued along the road. Shortly along the way he found bodies that were all dismembered in some way. With a heavy sigh he removed his coat and rest on the side of the road and began to crack his joints.

About two hours later he was now incredibly cold, but at least he was finished with his work. He had just put in the final cross on the 9 graves he dug for the corpses he found along Salvation road. He bowed his head for a moment of silence and said a little prayer for the souls that once belonged to the bodies. He removed a bottle containing water and spread it evenly over all the graves he dug.

Takao:
"There you guys should be able to rest now, I will make sure that your families know what happened. Just make sure you guys walk into that light, you can watch your love ones and me from above. Your murderer is as good as dead once I find 'em!"

He said out aloud as if they could actually hear him. The snow had stopped falling and the temperature rose a little. He returned to his coat and put it back on to his back. He rubbed his hands together and looked at the graves and gave a final good-bye. He placed his helmet back on his head, then the hood from his coat and continued to walk along the road.


It shouldn't have taken him long to get from this traveler's road to an excellent shortcut that would get him to England. It would only be a few days walk from his current position. He would have to stop to check in first before he returned home though. From what his report said before he left for Salvation road there was a battle being fought and a demon of high class was to be vanquished. Hopefully he would run into something before he arrived, for he knew that others from the Templar were already deployed there and there would be no action for him. Thinking about him caused him to increase his speed to about 7 miles per hour.

Takao:
"Darn stupid road!! Should have attracted more villains for this hero to vanquish!!!!"

[risingsun]

He had been now running for 15 minutes with his armor on. He looked straight ahead as his hood was off his head because of the constant movement of running. He had completely zoned out as he now was running at about 39 miles an hour down the road. Their was blood on his coat and his sword had been unsheathed. The only thing he knew was that whatever it was that struck him was running up ahead and slowly he was catching it.

He thought about what it was that could be running this fast and was quick enough to hit him, only giving him enough time to allow his shoulder to take the blow. It felt like steel went through, but it couldn't have been. His armor wasn't or shouldn't have been able to be pierced by normal steel. Forty kilometers had been covered and now he could see the culprit's snow trail being left behind. That's when he felt like he had been place into a trap. He leaped into the air and that was when an explosion erupted from underneath where he was standing. He saw figures now had begun chasing after him as he continued his chase.

Takao:
"Not even I can run and evade these guys for long..."

He dodged to the right and saw the throwing star fly past his face.

Takao:
"Ninja?!?!?!?"

He now knew why they were so fast, why would some of his countryman be here in Russia. He had no time to ask questions, the one who pursued behind him would automatically be the wrong choice, but the info came out the Correct choice. He rolled on to the ground and was able to turn around in mid-run and darted toward his new adversaries. Only the sound of metal clashing was heard as he now stood before the four dead bodies.

Takao:
"Seems neither of you knew much about your target. I can't be blocked by mere ninja tools. Heh!"

He looked back in the opposite direction and couldn't sense that guy anymore. It seems these guys were just to ensure that he got away safely.

Takao:
"Hmm I might get scolded for letting the primary target get away, this time. Ah well, it wasn't that fun anyway."

Before he could sheath his sword another ninja walked out of the forest on his left. Takao looked and smiled at the fact that there was one left. He beckoned with his free right hand for the ninja to attack and so another fight began. Swing after swing their swords clashed and pushed each other off.

Takao:
"Excellent!! Haven't had a fight like this in a while. Tell me you got more than this though. If I change use Absolute again this fight will end a little too soon."

At that the Ninja stabbed his arm into his gut and pulled out a horrific looking blade. Takao was caught off guard by this and didn't move as he saw the clothes on this ninja was torn off and now replaced with a skull looking demon in front of him(think summon skull from yu-gi-oh).

Wilde Demon:
"Seems like they finally sent someone of interests, too bad your not stronger."

Takao was caught even more off guard that it seems he was already in a trap. His right shoulder slowly began to glow red as the demon began to dash straight at him. Wielding both swords he swung from both sides to cut Takao in half.

Takao:
"Really....."

Takao disappeared from that spot and reappeared a feet feet in front of the Demon who stood there perplexed at what had just happened. Takao rushed forward and swung directly at the demon's neck, but was blocked by Wilde's blades. They stood there at a stand-off for a few seconds before Takao's voice once again was heard.

Takao:
"you seem......"

His sword glowed white and he placed both hands on his sword very quickly. There was then a pulse of wind that blew the snow away from there feet and showed what the ground looked like before the snow had fallen.

Takao:
"to underestimate me, a Guardian of The Order. For this I can't ever forgive you!!"

One flash of light and Wilde had been missing the left half of his body which was fell to the ground. Wilde now felt the force that was now above his body as he slowly looked up at the man who was still in armor. Takao turned around and began to walk away.

Takao:
"My mission was to find out what happen on this road and nothing else.

Wilde:
"You fool!!! I will get stronger and KILL YOU!!!!!!!"

Takao sheathed his sword and placed it on his side.

Takao:
"Good, then I will defeat you again and again. Until you realize that you and brothers will never win against The Order or me. Hopefully then you all will go back where you came from and leave this world alone."

He turned around and pointed at the Wilde.

Takao:
"Until then remember, Takao Castor is the man to beat if you want this world! I don't lose either so good luck trying!"

He turned around and began running as quickly as possible, he had used that technique he never perfected and if it had worn off right there or even in the area he would surely be in a lot of trouble. His body moved quicker than it was as he sprinted down the road with his face frantically trying to find a town to rest in.

[jestapho]

In the distance a fog could be seen rolling in. The silhouette of what seemed like a beast at its center. A long cloak whipping in the frigid wind blows back revealing saint. He was wearing his custom made pants along with his button down shirt. The hilt of his blade just peering over his shoulder past his cloak which wrapped loosely around his shoulders. At his side was his pouch filled with assorted shuriken. Hanging from the other side by the shoulder strap was his armor. He clenched a map in one hand and his travel bag in the other.

Saint:" Well according to this map i should have been off this road a few hours ago"

a look of disgust crept up on his face as his hands dropped to his side. He hastily stuffed the map back into his bag and slung it over his shoulder. He then reached into his pocket with his left hand after a short struggle with his pants he pulled out a cigarette raising it to his lips. He cupped his hand in front of it and raised his right with his thumb pointing skyward. His thumb touched the cigg and it ignited the cherry glowing bright red. He inhaled deeply and sighed blowing out a cloud of smoke.He scratches his head and looks around.

Saint:" somethings not quite right here....its a bit too quiet"

The smell of blood and gunpowder blew past him in a passing gust.His eyes narrowed then one eyebrow rose."something definitely happened here" he thought to himself. He took a final pull flicking the cigarette and shrugged his shoulders. He placed his hands in his pockets and continued down the lonely road.

[jestapho]

The sound of footsteps echoed throughout the forest as Saint dashed like a mad man down a path he carved as he moved. His desire to get out of these god forsaken woods has overcome him. His left hand moved quickly to hilt of blade. To a peasants ear it would sound as if a ominous thunder storm was approaching as trees came crashing down for more then 50 yards ahead of Saint. His hand pulled away from his blade resting in its sheeth and his arms pointed straight back. He jumped a short distance over a downed tree and planted his feet firmly on the floor. A blue glow shot across his eyes and his hair waved wildly as if he was free falling from the largest cliff the planet had to offer. He screamed at the top of his lungs as he pushed off with such astounding force even some small trees trailed behind in the vortex he created. At this speed Saint eyes strained to see what was in front of him. Not too far ahead he spotted a clearing.

"this must be the border" Saint thought to himself. He could feel the air becoming slightly warmer which assured the fact that he was indeed heading somewhat south. Saint lowered his head and crossed his arms in front of his face. He felt the strong impact of trees exploding in front of him then the splinters ripping threw his arms. He Jumped again this time using his speed to send him flying out of the forest and to a cliffs edge.

[jestapho]

"crap!!" All that could be seen was more forest in the distance. Saint pushed his feet down on the floor with all his force sliding his left foot in front of his right then sending a powerful right fist into the floor. Saint could feel his shoes heating up and his fingernail being ripped from his finger in his desperate attempt to prevent falling over the edge. He came to a stop and not a moment to soon he stood one foot from the cliffs edge. He stood up straight and dusted himself off as he peered down the side of the steep landscape.

"So this must be romania" He laughed to himself while his right hand slid into his bag fumbling around for his map.

"Got'cha" He pulled the map out with a wide grin on his face. He unfolded in carefully as to not stain it with any blood coming from his fresh wounds. His eyes scanned the raggedy piece of paper when he felt trembling beneath his feet. He turned his head to look over his right shoulder then was suddenly blasted with a wave of debris he had conjured up in his power dash. Saint yelled as he was pushed over the edge his map flying out of his hand as he reached for his side pouch pulling out a kunai and some wire. His body spinning out of control he tied the wire around the hole atop his kunai he used this spinning momentum to throw his kunai with such force it would penetrate deep enough into the cliff side that it would not budge when he stopped. The other end of the wire was fastened to his belt. Saint fell a bit further before the wire pulled tight on his belts pulling them to the point where his ribs almost cracked as his body jerked upwards again. He put his feet straight in front of him as he crashed into the cliff side bending his knees to absorb most of the shock. There he dangled for a moment looking down to judge how much further he had to fall. The fall seemed non fatal but did not look fun. Saint frowned as he cut the wire with another kunai then curled up into a ball. He rolled down the remainder of the cliff off the rocks to a much softer piece of ground. There he lay barely conscious his arms and legs extended out.

-2 Hours later

Saint eyelids felt heavy as opened them. He could hear the sound of running water beside him and the cool long grass blowing in the wind all around him. He placed his right palm on his forehead.

"what the hell happened" he muttered as he sat up. He checked his gear and his wounds which had mostly healed at this point then struggled to his feet. He turned around and looked back up at the cliff. The peak was concealed by clouds at this point he realized how lucky he was to still be alive.

"wait what the hell am i thinking, that was pure skill" he said thingyily to himself as he ran his thumb across the bottom of his nose. He placed his hand on his hips and laughed out loud. He winced in pain and his body locked up.

"i think ill rest here a bit longer" he struggled to say then fell straight back onto the floor again with a grin on his face.