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There was a loud crash as Isamu jumped through the closed window. He tumbled towards the ground, spreading his wings just in time to stay clear of the grass. He then landed softly and stumbled over to a nearby rock. Isamu leaned against the rock and looked around, his vision blurry. He had multiple glass wounds all over, and some of his feathers were shreaded. He didn't know what he was doing of course, but something told him to go to the ports. With a small starting (and stumbling ) run he leaped into the air and flew off towards the city.

Nick was running toward the ports, ducking and dodging around random and frightened villagers.
"Comin' through, warrior here, sorry, watch it-"
He skidded to a halt once he hit the docks, looking around as he brought his sword into a battle position. "This'll be fun," he sighed dryly.

Zofella skips around the city mindless.

This city is so boring why did big brother want to come here sighs loudly.

There was a fire in one of the shops, and it was burning wildly. If it wasn't stopped then it would spread to the docks and eventually into the deeper part of the city. One of the frightened residents looked at Nick, "There was just a random explosion and now this!" She explained with fear in her eyes. As she spoke a shady figure could be seen hiding behind a nearby barrel.

Isamu flew to the outskirts of the city, near one of the other ports. He landed softly and gazed around. He could feel tension in the air, something was not right here either. He blinked then flew up onto a nearby rooftop to survey the area. There was a whistling noise, then a crash. An explosion happened a few feet away from where Isamu was standing, causing him to stumble forward.

He blinked and noticed three men behind him, all with rifles (may as well keep the rifles in the rp, lol ) Isamu's eyes widened and he ran as quickly as he could across the roof. His feet made light clunking noises as he hurried along. He ran as fast as he could, explosions happening on the rooftops behind him as he went. As he was about to leap to the next roof there was a bright flash and a loud boom as the roof in front of him was blown into pieces. Isamu skid to a stop and was struck by shards of clay shingles and pieces of wood from the rafters. A large chunk of roofing hit him in the abdomen and knocked him over the side of the roof and into the alley below. Isamu crashed onto a pile of barrels and onto the ground. He let out a groan of pain before passing out.

After several minutes he turned back into his regular form and laid there among rubble.

Zofella hears the crash and runs towards the boy crushed by barrels. She throws off the barrels and pulls out her black knife. Hello? Hello? Are you still alive? Geez and.turns around to
you look like crap mister! Zofella turns around o look at Isamu she smiles and continues to walk.

"Oh, sh-" Nick began before the buildings seemed to spontaneously burst into flames. "OH CRAP!" He stumbled away from them, shielding his eyes and almost bumping into the shady figure there with the barrels. He had one of those weird moments where he felt his presence and jumped back again, swinging his sword so it's tip was up again. "WHO-"

A large pirate stood from behind the barrel and pointed his rifle at Nick, "Come any closer and I will shoot," he announced.

Isamu was still out cold so he didn't notice the speaking to him. His right arm was badly injured and he was covered in cuts and ash.

Zofella sticks her knife at the pirate and shouts if you shoot I swear I'll cut every part of your body and make beg for mercy! Smiles evilly...

(Isamu is more on the outskirts of the city and Nick is near the port )

(I'm such a epic fail *head drops*)

Nick immediately shifted into a combat position, studying the pirate carefully. "Oh, I'm so scared."
Somehow he didn't look like it...

The pirate fired the rifle, and missed, of course. He reached into his pocket and grabbed an explosive instead. "Im gonna blow this whole city up."

Hello? Hello? Wake up idiot Zofella pokes Isamu.

"Not if I can help it," he snarled as he lunged forward to attack. "I like explosions and all, but they're not a lot of fun when I'm in the middle of 'em."

The pirate dodged, but not fast enough. Nick's sword made contact with his arm, slicing it off. He howled in pain and dropped to his knees.

Isamu was out cold, there was no way he would be waking up anytime soon.

Zofella begins to drag Isamu by the ankles. Singing and laughing happily to the castle we go!

...

Nick brought his sword tip to the pirate's neck- that was way too easy.
"Where are the rest of your buddies? What're you guys doin' here?"

Zofella whistles dragging Isamu by his ankle ignorin g the burning flames and screaming citizens. You know mister if your still would you like to be my man servant? I'll feed you bread and water every other day and bla, bla, bla. Zofella keeps talking to herself.