Dishonored magic

I entered school with confidence because today is the test I’ve studied for weeks on. I’m going to ace the test it is herbs and medicine. I need it for my bolts for stronger sleep bolts. I walk in with the cloak I use for my nights. I have my mask on me just Incase. It will distort my voice so no one will recognize it. The blade and cross bow are on my back as well as my mask. All are hidden by my cloak. Love this cloak.

The test was easy. Anything but hard. Next I have P.E. The bullies are in my way. Great.

“Hay, kid you can’t come here. But sense your here we will make shure you don’t forget” said one of them. There are 4 in total. People began to gather and look sad. All of them looking at me. Their expecting me to lose. Not going to happen.

One throws a punch at me. I duck and grab his arm pulling him behind me. I swiftly strike the back of his neck and falls over unconscious. Another swings a pipe at me. I diss arm him and hit him on the top of his head. Unconscious. Two down, to to go. They both lung at me and I grab their heads and bash them together. One falls to the ground unconscious while the other still stands, but that quickly changes and I strike his through. I spin him around and place one arm on his through. The other tapes my rist and flexes. It chokes him and he falls to the ground unconscious. “I win” I say with a little humor in my tone. They just stare at me in awe. I walk to P.E. and get prepared for P.E.

For PE whe have to run fifty laps. I usually do twice as much around the whole city, but I have to be cautious to not arose suspicion. The fight can be explained as self defense classes and mixed martial arts. But this can’t be explained unless I revival the truth so fall out on the 45th lap.

I fall out and I feel great but I feel like I can go 200 more laps. Others are breathless and are gasping for air. I’m faking but not actually winded. I go to my friend and ask “Are you ok?” I extended my hand to help her up.

“Ya, thank you.” Emily said reaching for my hand. We met when there was a discussion about what will happen in Dishonored 2. We met in real life soon after my mom was killed. She wanted to comfort me after she herd about her death. We later figured out we went to the same school and we have been friends ever since.

“Good don’t want you to die, too” I said regretting after.

“Ok, I won’t” she said.

“EVERYONE GET DOWN!!!” A man shouted pointing the gun at the teacher.

“Ok. Ok, just don’t hurt us.” Pleaded the teacher. I put on my mask and unfold my sword and unfold my cross bow. I shoot the man with the gun hitting him in the neck with a sleep bolt. He falls over unconscious. The rest of his men held blunt weapons and wondered who did that. I walked out and faced the other students.

I took off my mask and said: “It’s ok I got this.” They looked stunned so did the hostage holders.

One tried to hit me with an over head swing, but I parry him and put him in a chokehold. I shoot my cross bow at them and hit the rest with sleep bolts and they fall over unconscious. The one with the gun gets back up. He fires a round and misses. I run up and on pure instinct stab him in the side. “I’m so sorry.” I say with sadness in my voice. I take his gun and holster and strap it to the back of my belt and fall on my knees saying: “May your soul Rest In Peace.” I repeat it over and over. He rolled over and there is a detonator and presses it. Oh no. The explosion goes off and I see my friend running to me. Crying.

“Your ok. Right. Your ok” Emily said.

“No, but your ok. Good... bye” I close my eyes and draw my last breath.

“Hello John Mavericks.” He sounds familiar “ I’m here to make a deal. I’ll give you life and my mark if you us it how you see fit and knowing you. You’ll us it for good.”

“Who are you” I demanded with a slight sense of fear in my voice.

“Oh... where are my manners. I’m the outsider.” The outsider said. Oh my god I’m speaking to the Outsider. It’s my dream to meet him. Thank you god.

There was a bright light and I was falling from the sky. I landed on something purple. It was a girl. She had purple fur and pointed ears. The ears were on the top of her head instead of on the side. She had a muzzle. She walked on two legs and had two arms.

“I’m so sorry.” I yelled out with a light bow. I looked at my self and saw I looked like I was 21 instead of 13 like I’m suppose to be.

“Who are you” she asked with slight fear.

“I’m John Mavericks.” I said taking my mask and hood off. She examined me like she never seen my species before. Most likely not. “Where am I”

“Cantorlot.” She answered. “I need to get a letter to the princess”

“Who are you” I ask with intrigue.

“I’m Twilight. I need to go.” She answered.

“Can I join you?” I ask with intrigue.

“Ok.” she said excited.

This is going to be a long day, isn’t it.