06-20-2018, 08:14 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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It was bound to happen. He knew that he had run out of time a long time ago. He didn't know how long he had ended up running. It had been such a nice day as well when everything went down. He had experienced what it was like to fly on someone's back. Argus taking him up into the sky and over the Ascendants territory where they would ultimately land. He had noticed that there was something wrong with the female and asked if her wings were okay. He wasn't exactly heavy when in comparison to other animals, but any weight on light wings that were structured like that of a bird were means of concern for anyone. Argus didn't end up answering him by the time that the massive Hellhound that ended up becoming his bodyguard appeared. The assassin didn't really think much about Mike, and the only reason why he didn't like the canine being around him because he felt like he was missing something that should have been incredibly obvious by this point. The wildcat didn't really have a reason to think that his family had used the beast to try and spy on him, and instead he thought that the creature was just following orders and that there was nothing that the assassin could do to deter him from them. Killua wasn't about to kill something that he had grown up with though, and just decided to leave the being be unless the other created some trouble for him and his friends. And family. Was that even the right words to use? He wasn't even sure, and so he would keep those words distant in the back of his mind. It had been whatever he wanted obviously, and he was going to do everything in his power to keep his family away from them. That was his job and the only one that mattered right now. Of course, his family had to ruin everything, the cause of the headaches that he had been given were obvious. Killua hadn't realized what he should be doing at first and simply stared at the brother that had caused him so much pain. Killua was only afraid of two things in his entire life. Someone could be beating him to the inch of his life and he wouldn't be afraid. His brother though was an entirely different story. The large wildcat had beat him to the point where he nearly died, taking out his metal claws and everything the last time that they saw each other. He knew by now that his family must be pissed off past reconciliation so he doubted that he would be treated with any sort of kindness. As soon as Killua began to react negatively toward his older brother being there, Argus immediately stepped into action. But instead of lunging at Illumi, the canine had lunged at Killua.
The albino serval didn't know whether or not she was actually trying to attack him, while in actuality she was trying to help him. Instinctively he had moved out of the way, and Illumi caught on to what the female was trying to do. At the same time, he was quick to order the massive hellhound to attack the two of them to keep something from being removed from himself. He couldn't fight his brother. He knew exactly how that would end up. He was terrified. Not only for himself but also for Argus, who he had ended up roping her into his family problems from basically the very beginning. Thanks to the massive pieces of debris that the Hellhound and ended up throwing around, they had managed to escape. But Killua didn't exactly come out unscathed, and they had to run a decent distance to make sure that they were safe, and then they parted ways. Killua landed hard on the ground. The ground that was partially covered in snow and grass. He didn't really recognize where he was, but he was able to gather the intel that he needed, and that was that Snowbound had moved to a new territory in the end. He didn't care if they moved or not, it was better for him. "FUCK". Killua nearly screamed as he crumpled down onto the ground in a crumpled and bloody mess when he teleported a little bit of a distance away from Snowbound camp. The sounds of moving and cracking bones could also be heard. It took him several moments of just laying there as his blood drained into the earth to actually move into a slight standing position. "Fuck." Killua would snarl again as he clenched his jaws. He was usually great when it came to not feeling much pain. He had a high pain tolerance but for something like this? It was incredibly difficult for the albino serval to breath. He dug his metal claws into the dirt in an attempt to steady himself, blood dripping out of the corner of his mouth. "This fucking hurts." Killua this time would mostly mutter to himself as he looked down at his right arm. It was completely crooked. Which had been the arm that had been previously injured during his night terror. But instead of flesh missing, the bone was sticking out in an awkward angle in the middle of his arm. A small bit of bone was exposed, but it wouldn't be extensive enough to let him bleed to death. His jaw had ended up getting dislocated in the fight, but he had managed to set it back into place. Having his jaw dislocated sounded fairly familiar to him for whatever reason. The reason why it hurt for him to breath, was that his older brother had managed to break a couple of his ribs. His breathing coming out as a wheeze. A pained look was spread across his features. He obviously hadn't eaten in a good amount of time, but it didn't seem like he had been captured or tortured in any way. That had to be a plus. Right? The former deputy would remain standing there, trying to must up the courage to put his bone back into his body. He was so tired. Not only that, he was terrified. Illumi knew where he was. There was no stopping him
The albino serval didn't know whether or not she was actually trying to attack him, while in actuality she was trying to help him. Instinctively he had moved out of the way, and Illumi caught on to what the female was trying to do. At the same time, he was quick to order the massive hellhound to attack the two of them to keep something from being removed from himself. He couldn't fight his brother. He knew exactly how that would end up. He was terrified. Not only for himself but also for Argus, who he had ended up roping her into his family problems from basically the very beginning. Thanks to the massive pieces of debris that the Hellhound and ended up throwing around, they had managed to escape. But Killua didn't exactly come out unscathed, and they had to run a decent distance to make sure that they were safe, and then they parted ways. Killua landed hard on the ground. The ground that was partially covered in snow and grass. He didn't really recognize where he was, but he was able to gather the intel that he needed, and that was that Snowbound had moved to a new territory in the end. He didn't care if they moved or not, it was better for him. "FUCK". Killua nearly screamed as he crumpled down onto the ground in a crumpled and bloody mess when he teleported a little bit of a distance away from Snowbound camp. The sounds of moving and cracking bones could also be heard. It took him several moments of just laying there as his blood drained into the earth to actually move into a slight standing position. "Fuck." Killua would snarl again as he clenched his jaws. He was usually great when it came to not feeling much pain. He had a high pain tolerance but for something like this? It was incredibly difficult for the albino serval to breath. He dug his metal claws into the dirt in an attempt to steady himself, blood dripping out of the corner of his mouth. "This fucking hurts." Killua this time would mostly mutter to himself as he looked down at his right arm. It was completely crooked. Which had been the arm that had been previously injured during his night terror. But instead of flesh missing, the bone was sticking out in an awkward angle in the middle of his arm. A small bit of bone was exposed, but it wouldn't be extensive enough to let him bleed to death. His jaw had ended up getting dislocated in the fight, but he had managed to set it back into place. Having his jaw dislocated sounded fairly familiar to him for whatever reason. The reason why it hurt for him to breath, was that his older brother had managed to break a couple of his ribs. His breathing coming out as a wheeze. A pained look was spread across his features. He obviously hadn't eaten in a good amount of time, but it didn't seem like he had been captured or tortured in any way. That had to be a plus. Right? The former deputy would remain standing there, trying to must up the courage to put his bone back into his body. He was so tired. Not only that, he was terrified. Illumi knew where he was. There was no stopping him
snowbound -- padfoot -- male -- 8 moons
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ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO