forum Assassin’s guild//Finished Rp//Look for part 2

Started June 25, 2018 by @StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

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"Let's just go look for a way out!" Uriah went running down the halls. The white coat and mask fell to the ground when he ripped them off, they were getting in the way and he needed them gone. "There!" Uriah pointed to a window. "Think we can fit through that?"

"I think you can. I'm too big…" Cyrus clenched his fist. "Okay… okay… um… Maybe you should just go, and I'll find another way. There have to be larger windows somewhere, right?"

"Just hurry!" Uriah broke the window and struggled to get through but managed somehow. He ran to the outside of the room Zhavia was in. The window was to high up to reach from outside. "Come on Cyrus!" With Cyrus he could reach it.

Cyrus saw two assassins from the guild round the corner, and he knew he had to think fast. The other two needed him, and if he didn't act now, he wasn't going to come back in one piece. Cyrus drew his crossbow and shot both of them down before they knew what had hit. Cyrus ran down the hall farther, up to the far corner of the building. He wasn't attracting as much attention as he expected, but that was a good thing. On the corner of the building was a larger window. Cyrus shut the door behind him, then smashed open the window with the side of his crossbow.
He clumsily dropped on the ledge below and searched ahead for Uriah. He started running once he saw Uriah to make sure he didn't need help.

Zhavia used scale to brake the window, she had to get out of there quick. "I don't think so!" Ty picked up two pieces of broken glass and shoved one in her shoulder. She held back the scream that she so badly wanted to let out. "This piece of glass has all the liquids that you broke on it so, even if you do manage to get out." He stopped when Zhavia grabbed her dagger and cut his arm. *I should move around to much, it will make my blood pump faster which will make the poisons on this glass run through my body faster. "No matter what you do, your going to die." She had the files with a lot of the drugs and poisons ingredients in her bag. "Uriah!" She threw the bag out the window with her good arm. "Take this, and go to the forest I'll catch up." Uriah caught the bag but knew he wasn't going to leave without her. "No way!"

Cyrus caught up to them and offered Uriah his sword and help getting through the window to finish the fight.
"They'll be on our trail soon. Make it quick."

Uriah climbed up on Cyrus and put his hand down. There was no way he could fit through this window but Zhavia could. "Come on!" Zhavia jumped up and grabbed his hand. "I don't think so!" Ty stabbed behind her knee with the other piece of glass. Great more poison. She yanked her leg away making the cut bigger, it started at the back of the knee and went down to her ankle. This time she let out a scream. Uriah pulled her through the window and she fell to the ground. "Take this and through it in there." She handed Cyrus a lighter. With all the chemicals in there, something has to mak an explosion. "We need to get farther back before you do it." Zhavia stood on her good leg and started hopping back. "Let me help you." Uriah wrapped her arm around his shoulder and led her off.

"Get a good head start. I'll throw it, and then we're making a run for it."
Cyrus waited a few moments, and then threw the lighter. He started to run the other direction, but then he realized there were a few archers perched on the edges of the building. Cyrus shouted a warning, then before he could get very far, he took an arrow to the back of the leg. He couldn't feel the pain at first, he was so swept up in adrenaline, so he was miraculously able to keep running. They had to find safety right away, but where?

"Damn it!" Uriah hoped they would both last till the got back. A whistle escaped his lips, and a happy dog came bouncing towards them. "I've got the bags, let's jus-" His sentence was cut short by a loud explosion sound. It didn't quite take out the whole building, but it took out most of it. Zhavia's leg gave out and she slumped farther onto Uriah's shoulder. "Cyrus, something's wrong."

"We can't do anything until we've got somewhere safe to crash," Cyrus told him, "I wish it weren't true. I can take a look at it once we-"
He was cut off by a loud meowing. Zelda crossed their path, then started moving forwards.
"Follow her. I think she knows where to go."
Cyrus helped bring Zhavia where Zelda directed: a small shack in the middle of the woods. He helped find her a place to lie down that wasn't covered in cobwebs and started examining Zhavia's wounds.

"The one on her leg is really bad." Uriah turned her leg a bit so Cyrus could see. "It's a big wound." It was hard for Uriah to see her like this. Zhavia was pale and she was sweating profusely, her eyes were going foggy and her breathing was shallow. "A cut wouldn't make her have all this right?"

"Not unless it was laced with poison," Cyrus agreed. He was about to bend over, but then he realized he still had an arrow in the back of his leg, and it hurt. Cyrus' first instinct was to pull it out, but upon second thought, it was a bad idea. He shifted his weight so he wasn't relying on his injured leg, and he took out some of the files.
"Zhavia, can you hear me? If you know, or think you know what kind of poison it was, tell me. All the antidotes are in here, and I know you need one fast."

A bit of a chuckle came out. "It's no use." Her voice cam out low, almost like it's fading. Uriah grabbed her hand to comfort her, even just a bit. "It's okay, we'll save you." Tears slipped out of her eyes, she knew she wasn't going to make it and it made her sad, she wasn't going to make it back to the others, but she was happy they were trying so hard to keep her alive. "There's too many." She hoped she got what she was saying, it was to hard to explain and talking was starting to hurt.

"Too many…? Wait a second… When you were in the room, I heard shattering glass. Were those poison bottles?" Cyrus even more frantically flipped through the notes on poisons and antidotes.
"Well, hey. A lot of these have the same base ingredients, so even if we can't narrow it down to one, we shouldn't be too far off. It might at least keep it from killing you."

Zhavia's body jerked, then stopped. "What was that?" Zhavia's eyes didn't move from the ceiling. "I can't see." By this point she was freaking out a bit. Her arms reached out looking for both their hands. "It's okay, it's okay." Tears formed in Uriah's eyes. "You can't leave Zhavia, you can't." He put her hand to his face, it shocked him a bit at how cold she felt. "Cyrus?" Zhavia reached out farther.

Cyrus grabbed her hand and squeezed it, then let go. "I want to be here for you, but I'm going to spend every last possible second trying to save you," he promised before getting up and starting to go outside to find the herbal antidote that was listed on the papers. "Zhavia, we love you and we want you to get through this."

"I love you all." The blood from her leg made a puddle under her. Zhavia wasn't sure if she was dying from blood loss or poison anymore. "Dying is scary. I didn't think it would be this scary." More tears stained her colorless cheeks. "I'm sad they aren't here with us." Uriah was confused. "Who?" She smiled as her hand slipped from his hand. "My family. Alexander, Eira, Sparrow, Zoe, and even Luna." Her breath became shorter. "I can't fight anymore, I'm so sorry." Uriah shook his head tears finally falling down his face. One more tear slid down her cheek as she took her last breath. "Damnit!" He had to walk away, he could see her like that. The dagger Cyrus gave him flew through the air as he threw it at a tree. Why? It was hard for him to accept, he wanted it to be a dream. His legs gave out from under him and he fell to the ground and cried.

Cyrus was too shocked to cry when it was over. He turned to face her lifeless body, and it didn't feel real. None of it did. Cyrus' hands went numb.
"I… should've been faster…" he muttered, "It's all my fault."
Cyrus tried to keep a clear head, but it was hard to focus on anything besides what had just happened, and it was even harder to breathe. It was like a weight was sitting on his chest. There was literally an arrow sticking out of his leg, and he could not have cared less. He was too fixated on replaying everything in his head and thinking about what could've been instead.

"It's not your fault, she knew there was no way to save her." No matter how many times her wiped his eyes more tears just kept coming. "She wouldn't want you to blame yourself." Finally getting the strength to stand he walked back in and looked over her body. "I want to properly bury. She would want everyone there though." Bending next to the body he moved a piece of hair out of her face. "I'm going to carry her back. Do you have a shovel where you guys are staying?" He wasn't going to leave the women he loved behind, he was going to do this the right way.
(Im so sad that I had to kill her. I'm crying right now. R.I.P My first RP character Zhavia.)

"I'm sure we do," Cyrus replied hollowly. He was very quiet for a minute or so.
All in a rush of anger, he yanked the arrow from his leg and shouted, "Godammit! It didn't have to be this way at all!"
Cyrus winced a little when the arrow came free; it had a barbed tip and had done a lot more damage coming out. Blood poured from the wound, but he was too angry and upset to at least take care of himself. He grabbed his bag.
"Let's go. They could be on our trail."

Closing her eyelids, Uriah carefully lifted her body. Freedom whimpers at his feet, even she can tell somethings wrong. "I'm sorry, I couldn't save her." He said to the dog, even though she couldn't understand him. "I'll follow you." Freedom stayed by Uriah the whole walk back.

Cyrus was limping, but making progress still. He lagged behind Uriah a bit, but eventually, they did make it to the hideout. Zelda rubbed up against Cyrus' leg to reassure him, but he pushed her away and stumbled inside, a bleeding and grieving mess. He had no idea how he was going to explain this.

Eira sat up when she heard the hatch open, she still felt crap but not as bad as before, “Cyprus? Is eveything okay?”