Mission 15: The Door opens

[Neko Koneko]

Mission 15: The Door opens
Requirements: None
Post Length: 8,000 Characters
Alignment: Any
Level: Any
Cost: 0 GP

Rewards:
800 GP + ??? bonus GP for creativity/character development/humour
800 EXP + ??? bonus EXP for creativity/character development/humour

Outline of Mission: You've found a door. A rather big door. A GIGANTIC door. As you walk up to it, you notice a lever. You pull it, and the door slowly starts to open. You hear people screaming and moaning from behind the door, while flames burst from the opening, and then the sound of a loud roar. Something big is behind that door, and you're letting it out! Either stop the door from opening or stop whatever's on the other side from getting out!

[urcute08]

I'll try this one. Reserved.

[Theshadowofdoubt]

Claim.

[Theshadowofdoubt]

Sodire walked up and down the aisle rolling a small cart of books, stopping once in a while with a slow screech to deliver a book to a shelf. His glasses reflected the light beaming through the window of his small bookstore, the reflected brilliance shot down the small aisle lighting up the dust floating in the air. Sodire was about to put a book back in its rightful place but paused to look at the door, he sighed and put the book back on the cart and walked towards the front of the shop and sat down at his desk. As soon as he sat down the bell rang on the door as someone entered, Sodire looked from his desk to his potential client.
”Hello, I’m Sange. I was wondering if you could tell me how much this old book is. The binding is a little damaged but it has been in my grandfather’s house since I was a child.”
The seller wore a simple suit, and looked the part of a recent heir. The only thing that gave him away was the calluses on his hands from holding some kind of hilt. When he looked at Sodire he felt the gaze of a man whose stared down death and come back. Sodire stood up and grabbed the book with a very precise movement; he opened it to find a writ. The little piece of paper had a name on it, and an address.
”This book required a great deal of travel. Follow me and we’ll discuss how much.” Sodire closed the book and motioned for Sange to follow him. They walked into the back corner of the shop and stopped, Sodire knelt down and opened a small hatch under a rug and they dropped into a small room lit by candlelight. Sodire took off his glasses and smiled a toothy grin.
”The target is… Sange had started but got cut short when Sodire pounded the table in the middle of the room. Sodire look at him red eyes that seemed to pierce through his core.
”THE deader. Or even corpse if you will. Apparently your new to the guild but know this; target is a slanderous word to me. I have never failed a contract and I never will.”
”I apologize. This… corpse. He is a strong opponent and the guild has already sent several assassins to deal with him but none of them had reported back, let alone dealt with him.”
”If you wanted him dead you should had come to me in the beginning. You would had never had to pay the wannabe wetboys.” Sodire said shrugging and smiling. They must be desperate if they are resorting to me.
”You are correct Shadow, in the presumption we should had come to you first. However your pay varies so much from case to case the only two things we know for certain are the tar er deader expired, and your fee is almost ludicrous.”
”Alright, enough talk about that. What information do you have on my deader and what has he done? I won’t kill an innocent man.”
”The ethical assassin. Dear lord you’re a fucked individual, but you may be what we need for this one. His name is Rath, he’s an assassin we used to send to send messages to people.”
”So messages in the sense of killing everything that moved.”
”We are hired by all sorts to do all sorts of things. Most of it isn’t as ethical as you’d like it. Either way this man knows too much and has made the mistake of killing the wrong people. He gets his jollies off by killing in cruel fashions.

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mean that I am commentating and "---" means change of scene.]

“Crap! I knew I shouldn’t have let my curiosity get the better of me!”
“Curiosity does kill the cat they say.”
“Shut up Raguel! Help me close this door before that thing chases us like a cat chases mice.”

Catherine looked around the abandoned stadium’s basement in hope for something that could block the door. There was nothing. Time was running out on them, the door crept open more with every passing second.

Eventually just standing there from shock the door was fully opened. Flames bursting out as all you could see was living hell. The thing that let out a booming roar was now moving towards the two.

“Far out! RUN!”

Catherine fled for her life, running up four flights of stairs and out onto the players’ field where it was raining. Catherine looked down at her now-covered-in-mud boots and sighed. Almost as if to match the mood it started to thunder, not long after the thing was back on their heels.

“This just isn’t my day,” she muttered under her breath and started to run again.

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The cool air rushing against her flushed face, mixing rain with tears. Catherine was running. Running through a forest she knew all too well but somehow it seemed different this very moment.

“Rina! [Pronounced R-ee-na] Wait, come back!” Distant somewhere behind her was her boyfriend calling after her. He too was running; running after her .

The mud splattering up her dress and her new shoes were already a waste, she kept running. She didn’t know why but she knew she had to leave. Lost in thought and confusion she tripped over one of the many trees’ roots. She closed her eyes and hoped for a soft landing, preparing for her face to be buried in mud.

It wasn’t until she opened her eyes that Catherine realised she wasn’t covered in mud nor was she in the forest. She was in her bedroom.

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Catherine smiled then came to a complete stop at the end of the field. She turned and faced the monster that was running at her with full speed. She looked carefully at the creature. It had some how looked familiar, too familiar even if she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. She stood her ground, took out her puppet and prepared for battle.
“Let’s see what kind of fight you put up.” So full of doubtful confidence she managed to give a little smirk.
A moment later a string shot at the gigantic creature. It scowled and took a few steps back.
[I] “Good kitty,” she thought.
The over sized creature lunged itself at her in the split second she was caught off guard. It let out a fierce roar as she let out a cry of pain. She cried out for help from her puppet across the field but he refused to help and sat down instead. The pain in her leg got worse as the creature was now preparing to claw her.

Catherine closed her eyes focused intensely on getting out behind the creature. She had never used her teleportation skill on purpose before; it had always been an accident. From one second to the next she found herself standing next to Raguel. He shot up and raced to the cat, more scared of what Catherine was going to do to him, than what would happen if he faced the creature almost three times his size.

He pulled out the dagger from the inside of his suit as the creature turned around. It had left a massive hole in the ground where Catherine would have been if she had not moved. The creature’s paw rose again and launched the attacking puppet a few meters away. The giant let out an ear piercing screech. Raguel managed to slit open the cat’s paw; as all you could see was blood gashing out of the wound.

Catherine who had seen this as an opportunity had already started to run towards the feline. She had repeatedly shot strings around the creature as if to make it her very own puppet. Unfortunately for her they broke like strings of thread after a small fight. She gave a little groan and focused her energy on Raguel.

He got up quickly and ran for the creature again. It started to hobble towards Catherine this time, oblivious of the puppet’s planned attack. Catherine noticed that Raguel was moving too slow to injure the creature before it attacked her so she took a step back and watched it. It jumped in the air just to find itself land in a shattering of glass – or what seemed like glass.

The cool rain falling on Catherine’s face had made this fight just that little bit easier. But this very moment she was lying on the ground in the mud; the ice had her knocked down. The giant cat had backed off; it seemed to be distracted by Raguel running around like a toy.

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“Happy birthday Catherine, my baby! Oh, dear you’re not even my baby anymore. All grown up! Oh, this breaks my heart, it is nonsense! You grow up too fast,” Catherine’s mother –Karla– was upset about the fact that her daughter had just turned 6 and was going to start going to school in a few months time. As usual she was reacting over dramatically about the situation.

Catherine smiled and half ignored her mother’s distress as she looked at her father – Merrick – with concern.
“She’s going to be fine, don’t worry, she’s just upset… as usual.” Merrick looked at his wife then suddenly again at his daughter. His face lit up as he remembered about his daughter’s birthday present. “Now, do you want to know what your present is or not?”
It was a rhetorical question but with an eager response Catherine answered anyway. “YES!” She jumped out of bed half expecting it to be given to her right that second.
Her father gave a little laugh and stated she get ready first then come out to the shed.

With that her parents left her alone in her room. She quickly rushed to her wardrobe and saw a new outfit neatly laid out, ready for her to wear. She got changed and walked straight past the breakfast table to the back door where she put on her rain coat and new gum boots.
[I] “Wow! The surprises just keep coming,” she thought to herself.

She splashed through the mud counting her steps to her mysterious birthday present.
“Eighty-two, eighty-three, eighty-four, eighty-five… eighty-six!” She looked at the shed door. It was huge, so tall that she thought it could touch the sky. “One day I am going to open this door all on my own,” she proudly promised herself. She knocked on the door and it started to open slowly. It was an anxious wait until it was fully opened.
“Awww! How cute!” She exclaimed as she ran inside.

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Catherine pulled herself out of the mud and stood there in the pouring rain as tears rolled down her cheeks. She looked at the giant cat and looked at Raguel. “Mini!” she yelled across the field. Raguel and the cat mutually looked at Catherine. The cat slowly started to hobble towards her. Without thought Raguel quickly drew the dagger from his pocket and aimed at the creature’s back leg. Right on target the blade pierced the cat. It let out cry.
Catherine stood there for a moment fazed by what had just happened then started to run towards the creature. Her tears came quicker and quicker the more she realised that the creature was badly wounded.
“Raguel, stop, back off,” she cried as she threw herself onto the wounded feline. “Mini.”

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“Awww! How cute!” She exclaimed as she ran inside. She looked at the small little kitten in front of her. Its fur was a beautiful orange all over except for the one little white heart-shaped spot on its back.
“His name is White-Heart,” Merrick told the fascinated child.
“Is he mine?”
“Well… yes.”
“Then I’m changing his name to Mini.”
“Why would you want to do that?”
“Because I don’t like the name White-Heart.”
“Okay,” Catherine’s father said confused as to why she would not like the name. “I’m going to go in and help your mother with breakfast. Don’t be too long and shut the shed door on your way out.”

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Surrounded by thick fur everything seemed to slow down. Catherine could feel her heart beating through her ears and hear her heavy breathing. “Mini, I missed you so much. I can’t believe how you just left me a week after I got you. You meant the world to me.” Catherine started to rub the cat’s fur. “I missed you so much,” she repeated.

Splash. Catherine looked around and found herself lying in mud once again. The cat was gone; so were all the traces that it had been there; the blood, the hole, the broken pieces of ice – everything but the cuts, bruises and tears.

Catherine looked up at the clearing sky. “This can’t be,” she muttered. She leaped up and sprinted down the four flights of stairs she ran up before. “This can’t be,” she muttered again and again. She ran into the giant door that was now closed. The leaver was also gone. The only thing left behind was the door, the giant door. She closed her eyes and fell to the ground, weeping for her cat that had once again abandoned her.

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Missionnnn COMPLETE! :D

[Neko Koneko]

You're lucky that Shadow didn't finish it, claiming gets you 3 days to finish a mission. Read the rules:

Once you have found a Mission that looks good, You need to post in the mission thread saying "Mission Claimed". This will be recorded as your 'Starting Date'. After you have claimed a mission you have 72 hours to complete it fully (unless you've changed rank, in which case you'll have longer - see Mission Rules for more details.) If your mission is not completed in the 72 hours (120 for missions over 10,000 characters, and extensions add 48 hours to the limit) since you claimed it, your claim will be deleted and the mission will go back onto the market.

After you've completed a mission you'll have to wait for 3 days before you can attempt another mission. When you forfeit a mission, you'll have to wait three days before you're allowed to retry or pick another mission.

If Shadow had finished it, that would have been tough cookies for you :P You're lucky he didn't finish it :P

I'll read/mark it later, when I have time :P