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Footsteps echoed in the long, winding corridor. The footsteps were quiet, controlled even, as they neared the end. The corridor was pitch black, as black as the night or of shadows, and even two torches at the end did little but illuminate the door, nothing more. The door was a large, steel affair that reached from the floor to a couple of inches beneath the ceiling. It was made of dark burnished steel and had four symbols on it; Fire, Water, Earth and Wind. The symbols were a metallic blue, so dark it was almost black. In the center were two handles, each made of dark oak wood. The footsteps grew closer and finally, out of the gloom, a girl appeared. She walked up to the door and touched the symbols; Fire, then Wind, then Earth, then Water. The door creaked open of its own accord and revealed a shining light, so bright it would blind a normal human. The girl just walked in, her eyes narrowed in anger and hatred.
"So Insta, you have come to me. Are you here to accept my offer?" boomed a loud, demanding voice from the end of the hall, were the light was coming from.
"No," replied Insta, her hand reaching for her sword strapped to her waist, "No, I came here to kill you Agrin. You must die for your deeds, there is no other way I can live with a clean consciences. Not while you live and persecute my kind."
Agrin laughed, his voice echoing loudly, "Well Insta. It seems that you wish to challenge me. I cannot accept this challenge however, as you are beneath me and it irks my ancestors just to talk to one of you." he laughed again and motioned with his hand. At this signal, ten arrows flew form hidden nooks and crannies within the hall, all heading straight for Insta.
Insta ducked and managed to dodge some of them, though she couldn't stop three from hitting her; her chest, her arm and her leg. She fell to the floor, gasping in pain. Gathering her strength, she tried to stand, only to be hit with more arrows. Sinking to the ground once more, she let out a breath and called out with the last of her strength, "Agrin, I can never forgive you, nor do I have reason to. But hear this, my kind and the Chosen Children will never stop trying to kill you. The Elementals will survive, I promise this to all my kind and myself." she slumped forwards as she spoke these last words, her breathing laboured. Finally, it stopped and all was still.
Not a single being moved as Agrin stood. "Well, it seems that our last threat is dead. The Vangaurd of Kistronia will destroy the Elementals. If she was the strongest, then what are the others compared to us!" he yelled. His men cheered and banged on their shields. "All hail the Destroyer of the Heathens and the King of Kistronia, Agrin!" they shouted gleefully.
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RULES:
You can either be an Elemental or one of the Vangaurd of Kistronia.
Only five are the Chosen Children.
The ages of the Chosen Children must be between 12 and 17.
As many charries as you want but they must be RPed.
Have fun and no breaking any rules that would apply to all RPs.
ELEMENTS:
Fire:
Daniel - Cas - Chosen
Water:
Earth:
Wind:
Shadow:
Neri - Det - Chosen
Light:
Death:
Aurora - ssather - Chosen
Life:
Angel - Mercy - Chosen
BIO:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Element:
Chosen Child:
Looks:
Personality:
Crush:
Other: