Will of the Oppressed (Lucky x Gypsy) (open)

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Markus snarled from the pain in his wing. He glared at Clorogne, speaking to Akila without looking at her. "Akila, get out of here. This isn't your fight." His voice was deadly calm as he turned his attention to Clorogne. "If you know what's good for you, you'll let go of me."

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila was surprised by his words and stepped back. She'd always listen to Markus, but what if he got hurt!?

Clorogne shook his head, "I'm sorry, but that's not possible." Grunt in his voice as he continued to pull the boy inside until he could close the window behind him.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

"Akila, go!" Markus yelled as the window slammed shut behind him. He didn't want to risk Akila getting hurt in this tiny space. He couldn't live with himself if he hurt Akila. He dug his feet on, trying to pull his wing from Clorogne's grip.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila made a sort of whimpering noise, but she nodded slowly. So then, she had to go. In a second she'd bolted out the door, scratching at Aleera's. Let her in! He needed help!

Clorogne pulled the wing until the boy was close enough for him to focus on trying to break it. Clasping it ith both hands next to eachother. One pushed. One pulled.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Aleera looked up at the sound of scratching. She blinked in confusion, then stood up and answered the door. "Akila? What's wrong?" She asked in surprise, seeing the panic in the girl's eyes.

Markus fought but Clorogne was bigger and stronger than him. He screamed as his wing was broken, the pain driving him to his knees. Tears welled up in his eyes as he fought to stay conscious. Blood began dripping down his wing. Clorogne had snapped the fragile bone in such a way that it thrust through the skin, white bone peeking out amidst the black feathers.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila pulled at her ears shaking her head. Markus' scream chilled her to the bones. She grabbed Aleera's arm and pulled her down the hallway as fast as she could, only letting go when she ran back into the room. The smell of blood covered her nose and she gasped. Orders or no orders, she ran back to him, biting Clorogne's arm, and snapped her jaws shut. Clorogne growled, pulling at her hair. He needed to finish this boy off while he could. He kicked the bleeding crow, while trying to get the slave off his arm, not noticing Aleera in the doorway.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Aleera's eyes widened at the scream. She knew that voice. It didn't take Akila's encouragement to get her running down the hall. She stopped in the doorway, looking over the scene with shock. Markus.....She stared him, curled up on the floor. She could tell he was only just barely conscious. She had to do something, but she couldn't give herself away! Carefully, she backed away from the doorway, out of sight. She shifted, becoming one of the dogs that hung around the inn. Charging back in, she clamped her teeth into Clorogne's leg, trying to make him stop kicking Markus.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Clorogne hissed, stumbling back a little, and finally hit Akila enough in the head that she couldn't tell whether or not she was still biting him. She slumped to the floor. Now the only thing between him and finishing off the boy, was the dog. "Enough of this!" He pulled out his knife.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Markus, his vision blurred by pain, began trying to crawl to the window. He could see the sky through it and to him, the sky meant safety. Course, he wasn't thinking straight and it didn't occur to him that he couldn't fly with a broken wing.

Aleera growled at Clorogne, standing between him and Markus. She bared her teeth, snapping at him warningly. Her eyes flickered to the knife but didn't let it scare her. She would survive, one way or another.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Clorogne twisted his knife so he held it by the blade and flung it at the bird boy, "I can't let you live. You know too much, now." the knife was aimed for his chest.

Akila shook her head trying to clear her vision, just in time to see the knife. Markus!  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Aleera whined as she saw him shifting his grip. She glanced at Markus and realized what Clorogne was about to do. She jumped just as he threw the knife, letting her body take the blow that was meant for Markus. She fell heavily, the blade embedded in her body. She whined, licking at the blood that coursed from the wound. She shuddered, her movements growing slower until her head fell to the floor and she "died".

Her sacrifice had bought Markus the time he needed though, to get the window open. He tumbled out of it, falling to the street below, where he lay still.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Clorogne tore the knife out of the dog and went to the window. He held it out. All he had to do was drop it.
Akila held her breath and made her decision. Getting a running start, she leapt up onto his back and the snarl/ hiss that escaped sounded like that of a mountain lion. Digging her claws into his arms, she bit deep into his shoulder. Clorogne screamed, stumbling back with the sudden weight on his back.
Akila couldn't let him kill Markus.
He rammed himself against the wall, squishing Akila against it. She wouldn't let go.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Aleera began shifting slowly, healing her body, though she still lay on the ground. Hearing the commotion though, she lifted her head the tiniest bit to see. She began growling at the sight of Akila being crushed like that. Quickly, Aleera shifted her body, making it whole again. She snarled and attacked Clorogne, biting him.

Markus, ignorant of the fight that was happening because of him, slowly pushed himself to his feet. He began walking unsteadily, his injured wing dragging on the ground behind him. He had to get away.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

((the noise she made))

Clorogne roared, beating at the beast as reaching back. He grabbed the back of Akila's shirt and pulled her over his shoulder. He beat her on the head until she led go of his shoulder, though, her her glory, she took a large chunk with her, which she spit in a bloody heap on the floor. However, as soon as she was off, he'd thrown her into the closet and locked it, going to work at beating the monstrosity that seemingly came from no where. He kicked at it, and beat at it with his fists.