((This is an introduction to some more my r/p story, i quite liked it so i have posted it on the creative forums, i shall also post it on the rp forums but please anything you can do to help me with my writing etc. would be helpful with my classes starting again soon, thanks in advance))
The doors opened as Jack stepped into the class room, he nodded to a student near the wall who nodded back and switched on the lights revealing 20 young heroes sitting in rows before him, each wearing different costumes and playing with different powers and auras which quickly disappeared when he entered the room.
When he reached his desk Jack surveyed the class, they varied in age from 15 to 25 year olds, all of them budding young heroes and agents of the Brotherhood of Shadow. Once he had made sure he had their attention he smiled at the class and without warning span and threw a ball of shadow at one of the students at the back of the class. The student raised her palm and stopped the attack which slowly dissipated as she exerted her powers.
Jack smiled and sent a quick flurry of shadow like missiles at other students in the class, each one employing their powers to stop, reverse or avoid the projectiles. As he worked his way along the class he noted one girl, she was about 20 he assumed, recently in off the streets and still learning to confine her powers. She called herself Soulstruck, although Jack insisted on calling her Ms Nightingale just because of the looks she would give him. Her powers were quickly maturing and she easily deflected the blasts of energy he sent at her, creating a wall of fire around herself without even raising an eyebrow. Content with the class Jack turned to write on the board, as he turned he heard a thump to his left and looked to see an arrow just above his shoulder.
Quickly disintegrating the arrow Jack spun to the class and in one fluid movement threw a bolt of shadow at the perpetrator, the bolt hit before Evee has a chance to react, knocking her off her chair and onto the floor to the merriment of the class members. She smiled as Jack offered his hand to help her up whispering better luck next time lass. He then turned back to the board, sure of no more interruptions.
When the class had finished Jack went outside to the grounds and looked out over the city, the lights winked in the distance and the cars flowed along the roads like blood along the veins of the city. As he watched he felt someone move beside him, it was Soulstruck, he smiled when he saw her well done in class today, but try not to leave yourself open after an attack like that, good job hiding your bow though, I assume it was in another dimension by the time I turned around? the girl smiled, she definitely had promise, she was different from the others, Jack grinned, she was like himself in many ways, she had worked her way up off the streets until she had come to attention of the brotherhood who had taken her in as long as they promised to pay for her parents well being.
After a few moments the girl went over to a table and climbed on top assuming a meditative position as flames licked past her face and over her body. Jack smiled and left her be, he understood the meaning of privacy during his meditation. Slowly he made his way down through the maze of passages within the school, he passed many students and occasionally some teachers, all returning to their dorms or too extra curricular classes after a hard days work and training. The brotherhood insisted on the extreme training and classes within their organisation, it helped keep discipline and breed links between students which made partners easier to pick after graduation.
He worried for them, many were very young and many were not sure of the extent of their powers, some may only be minor agents in the city with only the most basic powers to keep themselves out of harms way whilst others would become overseers of the population, always hidden and watching for the threats from within that the Brotherhood had been made to combat. He sighed; recent threats from both the Freakshow and the Circle of Thorns had meant increased security around the grounds. Jack himself had recently been attacked twice without warning on the streets of paragon due to said issues. He feared for their safety, they all knew of the danger involved in entering the academy but he imagined that very few of them were aware of the finality of death; all knew people died, and each had their own way of coping with it although in a real fight he knew this would not be enough.
As he made his way down through the passages he passed into the older section of the school, the walls were made of ancient stone and aside from occasional torches there was no source of light. The shadows flickered on the walls as Jack walked, he felt very much at home here, he was a night person and this kind of atmosphere always made him feel at peace with the world.
Eventually he came to a fork in the tunnels, he took the left passage way and came to a large vault in the bottom of the caves, on either side were hollows in which the dead of the academy were placed, he looked up, the ceiling was hardly visible, the Brotherhood was ancient and many people had died for their cause, every single one of them rested here. Once he was past the vault Jack entered a smaller room which was illuminated by a large bonfire set into the ground, above it floated a small girl, she had long black hair and wore a plain white dress. The girl smiled when he came in and asked, whats wrong?
Jack slumped into a stone chair and conjured a glass of whiskey out of the air, downing it before talking, the liquid burned his throat and he smiled, the first time he had drunk this it had been called fire water and people thought it was evil. There are so many of us now, do you think it is enough?
There are never enough you know that
But the more people we bring into this the more could get hurt
We do not make them join and they know the risks
But still , Jack groaned and looked at the little girl, You know we are becoming less and less hidden, people know of our existence, people follow us looking for this place and its secrets, they never leave us alone.
I know Jack, soon we will have to hide again, but right now we need members and we need to be slightly more open if we are to be trusted.
Jack sighed and looked at the markings on the floor surrounding the fire, it was a lot like an ancient sundial, all the points marked with different animals, currently the fire cast its shadow upon the wolf. Jack grinned; he was amazed how people could adapt to things, he had looked at this a few years ago and was shocked, now, almost nothing shocked him. He looked up at the girl again, But what if He was cut off in mid sentence.
What if nothing Jack, the cannot find us, they shall not find us, I am making sure, it would take one big spell to get in here and I have felt no power gatherings that could effect us.
I know Soloquial but I care for them, 7 have died in the last month, it cant go on like this, although we may need to be open for members if people are dying no-one is going to want to join She sighed, I know
Jack broke the whiskey glass in his fist and watched as it dissolved slowly I the palm of his hand, I had better be off, I am expected back at the school. The girl nodded and Jack stood and began to walk back up to the school. When he reached the main passages he strode back out into one of the main halls from behind a tapestry and turned to see Srgt. Stone running to catch up with him. The sergeant was huge, he still wore the militaristic clothing that Jack had seen during the second war, nothing much of his friend had changed, he was just over 8 foot tall and still as blunt as the giant hammer he liked to use.
Where you been Jack?
Here and there, how have you been my old friend? Stone grunted
Same as normal, still kicking [censored] and finding hidden plots. Jack smiled
I see your attitude hasnt changed, how have the students been?
Ok, ok, that one you brought in a few days ago is a feisty little darstard isnt she? I was teaching sports and she set the ruddy ball on fire Jack grinned
That she is, notice anything else about her? Stone smiled, he knew his friend, he was reverting back to their old teacher/student roles.
Shes very good looking that what youre going for? Jack laughed
Be serious now
Well, she is a lot like I was, same sense of rebellion, but the way her mind works, the way she leads the other pupils, the way she mocks me, reminds of me of you. Jack smiled.
She does doesnt she, there is definitely something special in that girl Stone sighed
Id better be off; I need to get some sleep before I go on patrol, night Jack
Night stone
***
As Jack woke the next morning he looked out over the city and stretched, yawning, what a nice day he thought as he put on his armour and jumped from the window, catching himself after several storeys he flew in the general direction of a well known Circle ground, he hoped to stop off for some repairs to his armour but he ignored it and flew on towards his destination.
The night was cold and he could see the more night inclined heroes at work on the streets below, quietly he wondered if Wynd was on patrol tonight, he shook his head and concentrated on the task ahead. He landed silently on the hill; the tell-tale green flames flickered at the edge of his vision as he heard the evil incantations of the circle Madness mages. Sucking in a deep lungful of air he charged around the corner and punched the first robed figure he saw in the face, picking the man up and chucking him into the mage who appeared to be in charge. Vaulting over a couple more minions he jumped at the Madness mage assaulting him with a bombard of punches and kicks aimed at the head and groin, they may be evil little gits but the were still human.
As the body of the mage slumped to the floor he surveyed his work and went about examining the bodies looking for any sign of where they may of come from or who had sent them, he found a few useful pieces of memorabilia and a couple interesting weapons that he would take back for examination but nothing out of the ordinary. As he turned he noticed the flames beginning to clear and in the midst of them he found a hole, a tear in the air, Jack could pretty much fit his arm through but nothing else, whatever it was the thing radiated bad energy and he grunted beginning the incantation to close the rip. As he stood there incanting he heard a noise behind and span quickly breaking off his spell just in time to raise a barrier between himself and a barrage of mystical energies.
Before him stood no less than a hundred mages, minions and horrors, all of them charging directly at him, he had obviously found something fairly major. He applied his shields and leapt at the opponents. He methodically worked his way through about 5 before he was swamped by an entire mass of cloaked freaks, however hard he fought he could not fight them off, the more he killed the more the mages summoned to attack him, he knew he would soon tire, he could not hold up so many complex shields for so long, he knew he should of waited and got a team together before going on patrol.
Slowly Jack was worn down, each hit bringing him closer to unconsciousness, the ground around him was littered in dead bodies and spectral essence yet still they kept coming, there seemed no end to the demons. As Jack began the spells necessary to escape he continued to try and fight off the hordes of enemies he faced, noticing his attempts to retreat the mages averted their concentration from maintaining their minions to trying to break through Jacks barriers. As they were slowly worn down Jack heard a cry from the hill, as far as he could hear it went something like Get off my friend you <censored> little <censored> <censored>.
Jack had never been so relieved to see Stone and more to his amazement Soulstruck was also with him calmly firing arrows into the mages who ran screaming in circles as the flames burnt through their robes and seared the skin. As soon as Stone entered the combat the battle was pretty much decided, Jack broke off his teleportation spell and resumed his attack on the demoralised spirits. Once he had finished them off he looked up to see another mage die with an arrow protruding from his back and Stone finish off another with a swing of his giant stone mallet, knocking the little man off the cliff and into the waters below.
Jack walked over to his two friends and Stone saluted as he came by, Jack grinned seeing the sarcastic look on the old soldiers face. How, Stone asked, Did our great and mysterious leader get himself into so much trouble this time? Jack sighed, I wasnt paying attention. Stone grinned and followed Jack up the hill, when he reached the top he stood before Soulstruck and looked at her; she was looking pleased with herself yet unsure of what would be said to her.
Jack smiled and touched her on the forehead, as he removed his hand he could see the small burn he made, it was in the shape of a wolfs head and Evee smiled broadly as she followed Jack into the skies as Stone ran below. The mark of the wolf was both a reward to exceptional students and a pass into the most advanced classes in the school, it meant Soulstruck was now official a Shadow agent of the Brotherhood and whats more, Jacks apprentice, he smiled, he knew he had made the right choice he just hoped that Evee wouldnt do anything stupid.
As he flew back to the academy his mind returned to his other problems, he had no idea what was going to happen, the attack was a sure sign that the circle would soon be making their move but with what and when Jack didnt know, but as he looked back at Evee flying behind him and Stone running beneath him Jack knew that he would have friends in the struggle. He felt something land on his shoulder and looked to see Soloquial sitting there, she smiled and disappeared again as Jack entered the academy and went to his class, hoping the students wouldnt of taken advantage of his late arrival
((This is an introduction to some more my r/p story, i quite liked it so i have posted it on the creative forums, i shall also post it on the rp forums but please anything you can do to help me with my writing etc. would be helpful with my classes starting again soon, thanks in advance))
The doors opened as Jack stepped into the class room, he nodded to a student near the wall who nodded back and switched on the lights revealing 20 young heroes sitting in rows before him, each wearing different costumes and playing with different powers and auras which quickly disappeared when he entered the room.
When he reached his desk Jack surveyed the class, they varied in age from 15 to 25 year olds, all of them budding young heroes and agents of the Brotherhood of Shadow. Once he had made sure he had their attention he smiled at the class and without warning span and threw a ball of shadow at one of the students at the back of the class. The student raised her palm and stopped the attack which slowly dissipated as she exerted her powers.
Jack smiled and sent a quick flurry of shadow like missiles at other students in the class, each one employing their powers to stop, reverse or avoid the projectiles. As he worked his way along the class he noted one girl, she was about 20 he assumed, recently in off the streets and still learning to confine her powers. She called herself Soulstruck, although Jack insisted on calling her Ms Nightingale just because of the looks she would give him. Her powers were quickly maturing and she easily deflected the blasts of energy he sent at her, creating a wall of fire around herself without even raising an eyebrow. Content with the class Jack turned to write on the board, as he turned he heard a thump to his left and looked to see an arrow just above his shoulder.
Quickly disintegrating the arrow Jack spun to the class and in one fluid movement threw a bolt of shadow at the perpetrator, the bolt hit before Evee has a chance to react, knocking her off her chair and onto the floor to the merriment of the class members. She smiled as Jack offered his hand to help her up whispering better luck next time lass. He then turned back to the board, sure of no more interruptions.
When the class had finished Jack went outside to the grounds and looked out over the city, the lights winked in the distance and the cars flowed along the roads like blood along the veins of the city. As he watched he felt someone move beside him, it was Soulstruck, he smiled when he saw her well done in class today, but try not to leave yourself open after an attack like that, good job hiding your bow though, I assume it was in another dimension by the time I turned around? the girl smiled, she definitely had promise, she was different from the others, Jack grinned, she was like himself in many ways, she had worked her way up off the streets until she had come to attention of the brotherhood who had taken her in as long as they promised to pay for her parents well being.
After a few moments the girl went over to a table and climbed on top assuming a meditative position as flames licked past her face and over her body. Jack smiled and left her be, he understood the meaning of privacy during his meditation. Slowly he made his way down through the maze of passages within the school, he passed many students and occasionally some teachers, all returning to their dorms or too extra curricular classes after a hard days work and training. The brotherhood insisted on the extreme training and classes within their organisation, it helped keep discipline and breed links between students which made partners easier to pick after graduation.
He worried for them, many were very young and many were not sure of the extent of their powers, some may only be minor agents in the city with only the most basic powers to keep themselves out of harms way whilst others would become overseers of the population, always hidden and watching for the threats from within that the Brotherhood had been made to combat. He sighed; recent threats from both the Freakshow and the Circle of Thorns had meant increased security around the grounds. Jack himself had recently been attacked twice without warning on the streets of paragon due to said issues. He feared for their safety, they all knew of the danger involved in entering the academy but he imagined that very few of them were aware of the finality of death; all knew people died, and each had their own way of coping with it although in a real fight he knew this would not be enough.
As he made his way down through the passages he passed into the older section of the school, the walls were made of ancient stone and aside from occasional torches there was no source of light. The shadows flickered on the walls as Jack walked, he felt very much at home here, he was a night person and this kind of atmosphere always made him feel at peace with the world.
Eventually he came to a fork in the tunnels, he took the left passage way and came to a large vault in the bottom of the caves, on either side were hollows in which the dead of the academy were placed, he looked up, the ceiling was hardly visible, the Brotherhood was ancient and many people had died for their cause, every single one of them rested here. Once he was past the vault Jack entered a smaller room which was illuminated by a large bonfire set into the ground, above it floated a small girl, she had long black hair and wore a plain white dress. The girl smiled when he came in and asked, whats wrong?
Jack slumped into a stone chair and conjured a glass of whiskey out of the air, downing it before talking, the liquid burned his throat and he smiled, the first time he had drunk this it had been called fire water and people thought it was evil. There are so many of us now, do you think it is enough?
There are never enough you know that
But the more people we bring into this the more could get hurt
We do not make them join and they know the risks
But still , Jack groaned and looked at the little girl, You know we are becoming less and less hidden, people know of our existence, people follow us looking for this place and its secrets, they never leave us alone.
I know Jack, soon we will have to hide again, but right now we need members and we need to be slightly more open if we are to be trusted.
Jack sighed and looked at the markings on the floor surrounding the fire, it was a lot like an ancient sundial, all the points marked with different animals, currently the fire cast its shadow upon the wolf. Jack grinned; he was amazed how people could adapt to things, he had looked at this a few years ago and was shocked, now, almost nothing shocked him. He looked up at the girl again, But what if He was cut off in mid sentence.
What if nothing Jack, the cannot find us, they shall not find us, I am making sure, it would take one big spell to get in here and I have felt no power gatherings that could effect us.
I know Soloquial but I care for them, 7 have died in the last month, it cant go on like this, although we may need to be open for members if people are dying no-one is going to want to join She sighed, I know
Jack broke the whiskey glass in his fist and watched as it dissolved slowly I the palm of his hand, I had better be off, I am expected back at the school. The girl nodded and Jack stood and began to walk back up to the school. When he reached the main passages he strode back out into one of the main halls from behind a tapestry and turned to see Srgt. Stone running to catch up with him. The sergeant was huge, he still wore the militaristic clothing that Jack had seen during the second war, nothing much of his friend had changed, he was just over 8 foot tall and still as blunt as the giant hammer he liked to use.
Where you been Jack?
Here and there, how have you been my old friend? Stone grunted
Same as normal, still kicking [censored] and finding hidden plots. Jack smiled
I see your attitude hasnt changed, how have the students been?
Ok, ok, that one you brought in a few days ago is a feisty little darstard isnt she? I was teaching sports and she set the ruddy ball on fire Jack grinned
That she is, notice anything else about her? Stone smiled, he knew his friend, he was reverting back to their old teacher/student roles.
Shes very good looking that what youre going for? Jack laughed
Be serious now
Well, she is a lot like I was, same sense of rebellion, but the way her mind works, the way she leads the other pupils, the way she mocks me, reminds of me of you. Jack smiled.
She does doesnt she, there is definitely something special in that girl Stone sighed
Id better be off; I need to get some sleep before I go on patrol, night Jack
Night stone
***
As Jack woke the next morning he looked out over the city and stretched, yawning, what a nice day he thought as he put on his armour and jumped from the window, catching himself after several storeys he flew in the general direction of a well known Circle ground, he hoped to stop off for some repairs to his armour but he ignored it and flew on towards his destination.
The night was cold and he could see the more night inclined heroes at work on the streets below, quietly he wondered if Wynd was on patrol tonight, he shook his head and concentrated on the task ahead. He landed silently on the hill; the tell-tale green flames flickered at the edge of his vision as he heard the evil incantations of the circle Madness mages. Sucking in a deep lungful of air he charged around the corner and punched the first robed figure he saw in the face, picking the man up and chucking him into the mage who appeared to be in charge. Vaulting over a couple more minions he jumped at the Madness mage assaulting him with a bombard of punches and kicks aimed at the head and groin, they may be evil little gits but the were still human.
As the body of the mage slumped to the floor he surveyed his work and went about examining the bodies looking for any sign of where they may of come from or who had sent them, he found a few useful pieces of memorabilia and a couple interesting weapons that he would take back for examination but nothing out of the ordinary. As he turned he noticed the flames beginning to clear and in the midst of them he found a hole, a tear in the air, Jack could pretty much fit his arm through but nothing else, whatever it was the thing radiated bad energy and he grunted beginning the incantation to close the rip. As he stood there incanting he heard a noise behind and span quickly breaking off his spell just in time to raise a barrier between himself and a barrage of mystical energies.
Before him stood no less than a hundred mages, minions and horrors, all of them charging directly at him, he had obviously found something fairly major. He applied his shields and leapt at the opponents. He methodically worked his way through about 5 before he was swamped by an entire mass of cloaked freaks, however hard he fought he could not fight them off, the more he killed the more the mages summoned to attack him, he knew he would soon tire, he could not hold up so many complex shields for so long, he knew he should of waited and got a team together before going on patrol.
Slowly Jack was worn down, each hit bringing him closer to unconsciousness, the ground around him was littered in dead bodies and spectral essence yet still they kept coming, there seemed no end to the demons. As Jack began the spells necessary to escape he continued to try and fight off the hordes of enemies he faced, noticing his attempts to retreat the mages averted their concentration from maintaining their minions to trying to break through Jacks barriers. As they were slowly worn down Jack heard a cry from the hill, as far as he could hear it went something like Get off my friend you <censored> little <censored> <censored>.
Jack had never been so relieved to see Stone and more to his amazement Soulstruck was also with him calmly firing arrows into the mages who ran screaming in circles as the flames burnt through their robes and seared the skin. As soon as Stone entered the combat the battle was pretty much decided, Jack broke off his teleportation spell and resumed his attack on the demoralised spirits. Once he had finished them off he looked up to see another mage die with an arrow protruding from his back and Stone finish off another with a swing of his giant stone mallet, knocking the little man off the cliff and into the waters below.
Jack walked over to his two friends and Stone saluted as he came by, Jack grinned seeing the sarcastic look on the old soldiers face. How, Stone asked, Did our great and mysterious leader get himself into so much trouble this time? Jack sighed, I wasnt paying attention. Stone grinned and followed Jack up the hill, when he reached the top he stood before Soulstruck and looked at her; she was looking pleased with herself yet unsure of what would be said to her.
Jack smiled and touched her on the forehead, as he removed his hand he could see the small burn he made, it was in the shape of a wolfs head and Evee smiled broadly as she followed Jack into the skies as Stone ran below. The mark of the wolf was both a reward to exceptional students and a pass into the most advanced classes in the school, it meant Soulstruck was now official a Shadow agent of the Brotherhood and whats more, Jacks apprentice, he smiled, he knew he had made the right choice he just hoped that Evee wouldnt do anything stupid.
As he flew back to the academy his mind returned to his other problems, he had no idea what was going to happen, the attack was a sure sign that the circle would soon be making their move but with what and when Jack didnt know, but as he looked back at Evee flying behind him and Stone running beneath him Jack knew that he would have friends in the struggle. He felt something land on his shoulder and looked to see Soloquial sitting there, she smiled and disappeared again as Jack entered the academy and went to his class, hoping the students wouldnt of taken advantage of his late arrival