If We Must, We Will Run To Our Ends.

[Florence_Ashmore]

If We Must, We Will Run To Our Ends [18+]

 

Written By: Andredmcampos

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Florence Ashmore

 

 

 

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[td]Setting[/td]

[td]London, England[/td]

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[td]Season[/td]

[td]Winter[/td]

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[td]Time[/td]

[td]2022[/td]

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[td]Genre[/td]

[td]Fantasy/Tragedy[/td]

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[td]Rating[/td]

[td]18+[/td]

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[td]Name[/td]

[td]Mazuhi Mochikaru[/td]

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[td]Age[/td]

[td]19[/td]

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[td]Occupation[/td]

[td]Student[/td]

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[Florence_Ashmore]

A slight chilly breeze rushed in through the open window, causing the brown haired male who was a sleep in the back row of long desks to stir slightly from his sleep. Slowly, he shifted his head up slowly, his hair seeming to move in rythm as he did. Hazel eyes peered open slowly as Mazuhi glanced up at the direction of the chilly breeze. His gaze was soft as he took in the dark cloudy skys that lingered above the university. The news had been calling for a snow storm all week, and it was only now that he regretted now listening to it as the ominous clouds lurked above. "Hey, Maz~.." A hushed voice whispered to his right, causing him to turn his head to see the blonde headed, greened eyed volley ball star that he'd befriend when he moved here , leaning towards her with a finger against her lips in a hushed motion. "Mm?" He murmured sleepily, sitting up finally. "You are missing the whole class, what's the point of staying up late to study if you are just going to sleep through the lecture?" Ah, that was a good point. Giving her a thankful smile he nodded before whispering, "Yeah yeah, I got it." Turning his attention back towards the proffesor who stood in front of the class he refocused his attention.

 

"Now, Individuals diagnosed with manic-depressive illness, or bipolar disorder, have mood swings that alternate from periods of severe highs (mania) to extreme lows (depression). These mood swings, which are out of proportion or totally unrelated to events in a person’s life, affect thoughts, feelings, physical health, behavior, and functioning.

Bipolar disorder is a neurobiological brain disorder that affects approximately 2.3 million Americans today, or almost 1 percent of the population.

Although bipolar disorder usually begins in adolescence or early adulthood, it can sometimes start in early childhood or as late as age 40 or 50.

Generally, people with bipolar disorder consult three to four doctors and spend more than eight years seeking treatment before they receive a correct diag-"

 

Mazuhi tried his best to listen, but quickly tuned out the boring lecture once again and decided to bring his attention back to the clouds, where it usually was.However, before he could get to content, a huge rumble sounded and the entire class room shook with a force he'd never seen before. He toppled out of his seat, as did the rest of his class mates, hitting the ground with a painful thump he pulled his arms over his head to protect himself as the screams from the rest of his classmates sounded. It last for at least a minute, what felt like an eternity to all those inside of the class. Finally, the rumble and violent vibrations stopped, and Mazuhi opened his eyes slowly, confused and dazed at what had just happened. The rumbling had stopped, and all that could be heard was a few people crying and yelling, car alarms could be heard in the distance as well as sirens begining to go off.

 

"What, what the fuck was that!" The familiar voice of Rose jolted him out of his shocked state, and he pushing himself up into a sitting position carefully before trying to locate her. She must have tried to stand up through it because she was now standing in the row of desks in front of him, evidently she had toppled over the desk. "Rose!" He called out, standing up himself and looking her over. Her blonde hair was completely a mess, most of it had fallen from the messy bun on top of her head, and her arm looked like it was injured judging by the way she was holding it to her side. "Mazuhi!" She yelled, unnecicarly, out of relief when she caught sight of him. Carefully she climbed back over the desk, he reached over to help her and make sure he was steady before he let go and spoke. "Where did that even come from, an earthquake?" He spoke, looking around at the state of the class room. Everyone was rising slowly, a look of shock on there faces. The proffesor with the same look in her face slowly crawled out from underneath the podeum where she must have crawled to hide.

 

Before they could even be relieved or settle, a loud explosion was heard from inside he city, bits of wall and cieling began to crackle and fall. "Everyone, this structure isn't safe. Get outside, go go go!" The professor yelled, though it didn't seem neccicary considering the fact that everyone was already fleeing for the exit. "Something is going on outside, shouldn't we stay in here?" The hazeled eye'd male spoke, but clearly Rose didn't hear it because she had already snatched up his hand and was dragging him towards the packed exit. It took them about 10 minutes to get outside because of all the screaming, shoving, and rushing from the other students but as soon as he felt the chill hair smack his face he slowed down and came to a stop. Both students dropped there hands to there knees in an attempt to catch there breath. He was to busy panting to look up yet, but he heard a low, horrified voice coming from rose as she spoke, "What....what the hell happened?"

 

Finally looking up, he saw the city around then was in flames, there were fighter jets circling above the city and screams of sheer terror could be heard deeper inside of the city. His breath caught in his chest as he stared at the scene before him. Large clouds of smoke were quickly filling the air above them, illuminated by red light as another explosion went off across the city. The building rright next to the school didn't get off so easy, half of the top of it was completly gone, crumpled to the ground around it, with bits of it still falling. "The end! The end is here, repeant your sins!" A man who looked like a homeless person shrieked as he held a sign scribbled with sharpie and card board that red, "HELL HAS RISEN." A hand too a hold of his arm and he looked over to see the scared face of Rose look to him for some kind of answer, any kind of answer. "Mazuhi, what i-." A loud, roar unlike anything he had ever heard before cut her off, causing all of them to drop there to there knees and clasp there hands over there ears. "What, the hell!" He finally screamed, though no one heard him because the roar drowned him out entirely.

[andredmcampos]

(Placeholder, I'll do a proprer sheet and intro on Friday)

 

(Temporary appearance)

 

Name: Lexis "Yakusoku" Praesis

Age: A lot, believe me...

Occupation: Guardian of the endless and eternal concept of unbreakable promisses... And eventual guardian angel.

 

Theme Song: Angel with a Shotgun - The Cab

[andredmcampos]

Humans have a knack for expressions like "hell breaking loose" or any same such. Those are some silly expressions to depict hard times, but it's part of the human mentality and interpretation of words. They know not their true power, but that's not their fault: the aftereffects of their arrogant tower left them confused, and the so called "verb" God gave them have since long been forgotten. They get lost in their own words. They are like children, or at least that's what Lexis always liked to think: kids, still learning how to talk and make sentences, stumbling across more complex and deep meanings. And as kids, they willingly sacrifice their future in exchange for their present, and give themselves to corruption in order to achieve whatever "success" or "power" they believe they can achieve. Kids with dangerous toys...

 

Lexis Praesis, angel of the promisses, literally named "guardian of words", overseer of oaths, now seeing as the humans were to descent in a destructive spiral, and yet, for the first time, he saw himself as one of the angels that begged the Father for an oath breaking: they asked him to interfere, to protect His children, that His love would not wane or fade in such a cruel and harsh moment. For once, the humans were right, and hell was indeed breaking loose. But not all angels were in agreement: a lot of humans had forgotten God, had forgotten His love, abandoned faith and found replacement in whatever power they believed in: they refused the angels, and refused the blessings of the faith. For many, that could be considered vain, but it wasn't anything like that: a good ammount of the power of an angel comes from the beliefs of the humans in the concepts they represent, and so, in a faithless world, lots of angels were weak, even powerless. And as much as Lexis would hate to admit it, he was one of such angels: humans had forgotten the value of the Oaths, and that made him weaker by the day, but for him, that was no reason to stand aside.

 

And so, when the Father gave such permission, white wings flooded the earth, but that would likely not be enough, every single creature in hell desired, longed to get loose, but only a part of the angels were willing to help the humans: and maybe, even if it was the whole of heaven and the whole of hell clashing each other, hell would probably have numeric advantage, although the mere presence of archangels like Gabriel, Michael and others would probably tip the scales in Earth's favor.

 

But the Archangels were not coming. Not because God forbade them or because they were unwilling, but because every single angel knew that the devil was cunning. Cunning enough to dare attack the seat of the Father if it went unprotected. Not a deed that could result in anything, really, but any breech in power could have big results on the life of humans.

 

That, thou, was not the time to thing about such things: That was the time to fight, and fight Lexis would, cause it was time to get down to Earth.