A Time To Retire

Prince Guy decided to rest up and take a nap. He just came from a long hard day. Fighting for his life so he could turn the next page in his life. Before he went to take a nap, he walked into the bathroom and started washing his hands and face. After he washed his face he went to brush his teeth. After doing all of this, he decided that it was time to take that nap. He undressed to his drawers and slipped under the covers, turning off all the lights. He made sure to lock the door so his nap wouldn't be interrupted. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he heard loud noises that sounded like someone was fixing an object will a drill. Prince Guy gritted down his teeth and jumped out of his bed running out to the balcony shouting out: Can you fucking keep it down out there?!" There are people trying to sleep!" As he shouted out these words, he no longer heard the sounds of power tools. Prince Guy started laughing. " That's more like it."

When he was about to turn around, he was suddenly kicked in the chest. The kick in the chest sent him bolting across the room, crashing through the front main door. Splinters of wood stuck in his face. He started coughing up a storm. The one who kicked him in the chest was his uncle Ragnar, who had a serious expression on his face. Prince Guy quickly stood on his feet and spat up a couple of chunks of blood and looked up to see who the one responsible for kicking him in the chest was. He saw his uncle Ragnar. " Uncle Ragnar?" What are you doing here?" I thought you were dead!" Ragnar didn't answer. Instead, he pulled out one of his long sharp swords and started sharpening it across the ground. He instantly stabbed Prince Guy in the stomach repeatedly. Prince Guy quickly ripped the blade out of his stomach and headbutted Ragnar, causing him to stumble down to the ground. Prince Guy held his stomach, slowly healing his injuries. Ragnar stood on his feet and wiped the blood from his face. He started laughing. " Ah." This is the matchup I like to see." I want to see what kind of man you've turned into over the years."

Prince Guy started running towards Ragnar. Ragnar stuck his hand out and grabbed Prince Guy by his face, shoving his head into the ground, sinking his fingernails into his forehead. Ragnar started laughing. " Don't take this personal." Personally, I have nothing against you." It's just your father." He wants you dead." He just keeps babbling about the distant future." He wants me to kill you so you don't kill him?" I surely hope you understand." When he was about to crush Prince Guy's head, Prince Guy fired a beam into Ragnar's face, causing him to fly off the balcony, smacking onto the concrete wall. A crater was formed. Prince Guy ripped his head out of the ground, using the sheets to spot the bleeding. This all was so sudden. Prince Guy walked out to the balcony and looked over it, noticing that Ragnar was gone. All he saw was a crater. While he was investigating, Guy heard some footsteps behind his back. Just as he was about to turn around, Ragnar stabbed him in the chest. The blade pierced through his heart. Prince Guy's vision turned blurry. Ragnar ripped the blade out of his chest and cleaned the blood off his blade. Prince Guy collapsed on his knees and puked up blood. Ragnar started laughing. All the commotion got the attention of Akashiri who quickly rushed into the room.

He wanted to know what was going on. Ragnar slowly turned around and stared into Akashiri's soul. " This has nothing to do with you." It will be best for you to not get involved. Akashiri placed his hand on Victor's sword. Ragnar looked at Akashiri's swords and started smiling. Quite a pair of swords you've got there." I can see that they were hand made by the finest swordsmiths." Akashiri glanced at his swords. My weapons have nothing to do with you." First of all who are you and what are you doing here?" Ragnar didn't answer. Instead, he pulled out both swords and started sharpening them across the ground. Akashiri closed his eyes. Ragnar started laughing. He started running towards Akashiri. Only at the last minute, Akashiri pulled his sword out of its sheath, dashing past Ragnar. Ragnar froze up like a statue. He dropped his swords and collapsed on his knees. Akashiri turned around and rested his sword in its sheath. Ragnar was sliced in half. Blood splattered all over the room. Akashiri went to check up on Prince Guy and noticed he was just sleeping. He looked at his wound and saw that it became a flesh wound. There was nothing to worry about. He turned around and inspected Ragnar's body.

He rubbed his finger across the ground and sniffed it. The blood smelled like fruit punch. That was when he realized that the body on the ground was just a fake. A clone. He wouldn't allow himself to be killed so easily. Ragnar suddenly came behind Akashiri and placed him in a headlock. Akashiri easily ripped out of the headlock, slamming Ragnar on the ground, cracking a couple of his ribs. He almost stabbed Ragnar in the head. Ragnar grabbed the katana and ripped it out of Akashiri's hands, trying to break it but couldn't. Akashiri bounced off the wall and kicked Ragnar in his face, knocking out a couple of his teeth. Ragnar crashed through the wall, into Orion's room. Orion was meditating. Ragnar's face was drenched in blood. He had to admit that his time had come on gone. 20 years ago he was at his peak. Now almost anyone could easily defeat him.

Ragnar wiped the blood from his face and stood on his feet, clutching his broken ribs. He knew he had to escape. Luckily for him, Orion had his balcony window open. Orion left the window open because the ac vents were broken. Ragnar ran towards the window and jumped out, running as fast as he could.