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Post by Mika on Apr 19, 2013 13:01:29 GMT
(what's supposed to happen is: Orion convinces Virgil to let the prisoners go, then Virgil is caught as he is doing this and exiled from the pride. after that Novus starts up) At first he just planed on just leaving after witnessing the Lexis Tribe be mercilessly slaughtered. Just disappear without anyone noticing. Then certain images would pop into his head: malnourished canines being tortured, canines and felines running for their lives in vain. The young snow leopard would, grudgingly, give more credit to the Iris pride. He heard parts of what Alexander said that day. The lexis felines would still be involved in this pointless war but, they would still have a chance to live. There was no hope for those poor unfortunate souls. Anyone who tried to join the pride were killed, those who just tried to run from the battle were ambushed by the bloodthirsty Tempest dogs.
Virgil ran after witnessing that, thinking no one would really care if he left. Despite them being the cause of his family being broken up, the young snow leopard didn't hate dogs the same way the felines of the Iris pride did.
He met Orion after that. He was a member of the bloodthirsty pack but, he gave Virgil an idea that he agreed with completely. What would the mighty Iris pride do without their precious scum to torment until they died?
It was dark now, the best time to sneak in since most of the pride would be sleeping. That left only the guards to deal with. He told Orion his plan before coming here. Virgil will talk to the guards and lead them away, which might give them enough time to open the cages and lead the residents to safety.
Virgil approached the two guards standing outside the slaughterhouse. "Alex is calling some of the guards to the eastern border." With only very little hesitation, the guards left to where they thought their leader had called for them.
He waited until the felines were out of sight then looked around for others. He turned to Orions' location and gestured for him to go inside the slaughterhouse. (feel free to change the dialogue if you think it's dumb) |
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Post by Picasso on Apr 19, 2013 14:27:49 GMT
It was the dead of the night as Orion's slender body weaved its way through the alleys towards the slaughterhouse. After thinking about it, he should have spoken to Brooke about his plan with Virgil, but there hadn't been much time. Besides, Brooke was weak and sick, close to her deathbed. She was barely the leader anymore. Sighing, Orion checked over his shoulder to ensure he wasn't being followed, before spotting Virgil speaking to the guards. He halted and watched as the guards slid away from their posts, blindly believing every, lying word Virgil told them. A smile played on his lips. Oh how the Tempest would love him for saving some of their kin! He would be called a saviour! Fur bristling with excitement, he saw Virgil's signal, and quickly made is way into the large building. No one could be sure how many prisoners lay here, rotting away, but the stench was awful. There were probably bodies no one had bothered to move since they'd perished. Gagging, Orion was sure he didn't remember such a stench a few months back, when he'd joined The Tempest in rescuing his sister and Ares. Grimacing, Orion glanced back at the naive snow leopard. God, he was stupid. Why would he ever willingly rescue these dogs? Orion refrained from laughing as he made his way up the stairs.
There was an unguarded cell on the left, and Orion pressed his nose to the door to push it open. The door creaked loudly, and Orion winced. He didn't want to make much noise. Revealed behind the door was a mangled body of a mongrel. Orion swore he recognised that dog as Maer, an old boy who had mysteriously gone missing a year ago. Orion had never been one for conversation, especially to his elders, but Orion's heart sank at the thought of the poor canine dying in such terrible conditions. Gulping, Orion had to turn away. The sight was horrendous, and Orion had to do all that he possible could to stop himself from throwing up. Granted, the rescue of Valkyrie and Ares had been awful, he had been too busy fighting. He had found it all an adventure. Now? Orion was sickened by The Iris Pride and wanted to kill every last one of them. How dare they? "Bastards!" Orion cursed under his breath, before glancing at the next cell.
The door was wide open, and contained nothing but rotten bones. How many canines had they murdered over the years? The Tempest Pack would never be this barbaric, no matter how much Orion wanted to torture them until they begged for their life. With narrowed eyes, Orion finally saw a closed door. Suspicious, Orion wondered why it wasn't being guarded. Nevertheless, Orion quickly opened the cell to reveal a female curled in the corner. She was some kind of hound. She blearily lifted her head and gazed at Orion. Her eyes widened in surprise. Orion's eyes raked over her awful wounds. Scratches and deep cuts littered her torso. One eye had been gouged out, leaving a hollow socket. "Get out of here as quickly as possible. Take the stairs on the left and run." Orion murmured quietly to her. Thankfully, the female was strong enough to leave the cell quickly and quietly. Orion breathed out. One canine down, how many to go?
ooc; so Zen and I were discussing abolishing torturing/slavery from the Iris Pride and make it 'less evil' over time. Perhaps this thread could be the catalyst? We could free the majority of the prisoners?
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Post by Mika on Apr 19, 2013 17:51:41 GMT
He looked around as Orion moved into the building, remembering that couples were sometimes out for a nightly stroll. He followed the black wolf inside when he say only the various buildings and darkness.
Hopefully this would be fairly easy; even though he no longer counted himself an Iris cat, he was still able to talk to the felines here. He could make them believe that nothing was wrong. He wasn't afraid to kill them if it was necessary. That would mean less Iris cats to deal with later.
"I'll look around and take care of anyone up here." He said before leaving Orion to his task. Orion went left, Virgil moved to the right. He walked slowly, searching for the guards that were on this floor. Hopefully there were few in number today. Maybe there were two or three and the others were slaking off somewhere.
Virgil caught the attention of a serval looking into one of the cages. Virgil signaled for it to stay quiet then hurried around the corner where he came from. Virgil waited out of sight then lunged forward as soon as the serval came into view. The guards downstairs should be gone. The serval's pained and surprised yelp was quickly silenced, even if it was enough to alert anyone who was around, no one would come to help.
He dropped the now limp serval and ran toward the cage he was looking in earlier.
He opened a cage that held what looked like a pure white husky, sprawled out on the floor. He looked skinny and his body was littered with scars but, he was still well enough to stand on his own. The dog gave the young snow leopard a look of pure contempt. Virgil couldn't blame the dog but, hopefully he understood that he wanted to help.
"Come on, you want to get out of here don't you?" He said in a hushed voice. The white dog gave him a look of confusion as the snow leopard told him the safest way to escape. He left the wide open cage and turned another corner. He spotted another guard that seemed to be walking from one side to another. He looked calm, a little surprised to see Virgil in such a place but, he probably hadn't seen Orion yet.
Virgil walked in the guards direction, occasionally looking into the cells. He tried to look as normal as possible until he reached one of the aisles. He visibly put a confused expression on his face, then gestured for the feline to come closer to see what the problem was. The guard reached the aisle and only caught a glimpse of what was there before Virgil lunged at him and pinned him to the ground. The feline had enough time to let out a sound to alert anyone who could hear before he was silence by a quick bite to the throat.
He quickly went to where Orion was, a small smile visible on his face. "It's alright, there should be no one else up here and the ones downstairs are gone." He was quietly hoping he was right. And hopefully the guards he sent away earlier wouldn't be back too soon. (I don't mind if this thread is used for that. I guess about now any Iris cats can come and catch Virgil, that's supposed to happen after most/all of the prisoners are freed) |
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Post by Picasso on May 1, 2013 17:01:22 GMT
So far, Orion had only killed two guards, and released five prisoners. His blood was racing with adrenalin as he opened up yet another cell. The canine looked shocked but grateful, and slowly managed to hobble out of its cell. With a quiet whisper of 'thank you', Orion bowed his head in understanding, before turning the corner. He found Virgil with blood staining his lips. He looked incredibly pleased with himself. Grinning, Orion looked around, and found the stairs in the corner. This floor had been completely freed, meaning there were only another few floors to work on, before the whole Slaughterhouse would be void of any dogs.
Stalking towards the stairs, he began to ascend them slowly and carefully, assuming Virgil was behind him. Reaching the next floor, he begun the same routine: looking in cells and rescuing the weak prisoners. Some were too weak to even stand, and Orion had to regretfully leave them. There was no chance some of these poor dogs would be able to survive the rescue. Orion almost wanted to put them out of their misery as quickly as possible, but he couldn't kill one of his own, no matter how kind it would be. "I'm sorry, brother," He murmured to the emaciated greyhound, who stared at him with faded, dull eyes. There was nothing left of the former dog in their. He had been tortured beyond belief, leaving only a shell of the old canine. A shiver descended down Orion's spine as he left the cell.
There was a sudden shout from the other side of the building. Orion froze for a moment, before desperately opening the next cell. A mongrel stared at him in bewilderment. He didn't need telling twice before he scrambled to his paws and ran. Orion quickly stalked down the corridor to see what the commotion was about, before seeing two huge cats surroundings Virgil. They looked angry. Swallowing thickly, he stared at them, trying to think about what to do. He had tricked Virgil into thinking he actually cared about cats. Virgil had blindly rescued half the slaughterhouse. A small smile played on his lips. He wasn't going to risk getting himself killed to save a cat. Virgil was once an Iris cat who had killed his own.
Walking behind the tiger and cougar, Orion watched Virgil. He was in clear view to Virgil, but the two larger cats had not noticed him. Winking at Virgil, Orion turned on his heel and ran. He knew it wasn't safe to free anymore. The alarm had been raised and it wouldn't be long before the cavalry came. Sprinting down the steps, Orion managed to find the exit. The dogs he'd freed were nowhere to be seen. Sighing a breath of relief, Orion raced down the alleyways, hiding in the shadows whenever a guard patrolled. He didn't think twice about Virgil's fate.
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