[center][h1][color=#F0960E]Liam Carter[/color][/h1][/center] [color=#F0960E]“Tch what a pain in my ass.”[/color] Liam grunted as he looked at his left forearm. By now he lost all sense of feeling in his whole left arm, the only thing letting him know that it was all intact was when it flayed around whilst he was moving. His torso wasn’t in good shape either, with his singlet now being soaked in his own blood. As Liam pulled away from the group of grit that were charging the group he noticed the grit he killed earlier....alive and well. That’s when he noticed what seemed to be a portal that appeared to be resurrecting fallen Grit. [color=#F0960E]“Damn Rabbit-demon-child-thing.”[/color] Liam mumbled as he straightened himself out and prepared for three Grit who had started to dart for him. As they charged him, Liam sprinted towards them. Just as the Grit were about to pounce on him, Liam suddenly dodged towards the left, thrusting his sword into the nearest of the three grit, His sword impaling the side of its temple. The two other Grit could only manage to snarl at Liam before they too fell lifeless on the floor, their heads tumbling on the ground next to them. With a heavy sigh, Liam turned towards the large cluster of Grit to find that they weren’t coming after him, but instead were fighting each other for....candy? Liam stared for a few seconds as the grit fought, and died, to get the candy. Liam let out a small chuckle at the sight before instantly regretting it as his body replied with a sharp pain. [b][b][quote] The robot, still holding Moth over one shoulder, banged a metal hand against the railing to get Liam's attention. "Hey, Lancelot! We got everyone, I got your back!" As proof, a few well-placed laser shots dropped three Grit that were fighting over a dark chocolate macaroon.[/quote][/b][/b] [color=#F0960E]“Hmph showoff.”[/color] Liam scoffed as he made his way downwards. As he walked down the stairs he suddenly stopped, leaning on the railing to rest. His breathing had intensified and his moves were sluggish, two things that rarely happen when Liam fights. Then again fighting Grit atop the Wall of periphery as half of the city is cloaked in darkness is also a rare thing. With yet another heavy sigh Liam forced himself off the wall. Just as he did so... [quote][b]A winged, snake-eyed Grit suddenly appeared behind the robot and sank its massive claws into the robot's shoulder and neck; sparks flew and wires popped as the robot's casing was easily sliced open.[/b][/quote] Liam reared back and nearly fell backwards down the stairs as the grit grabbed their robotic saviour. [color=#F0960E]“Damn, the grit is man han- Wait robot-handling that thing.”[/color] Liam thought. Before Liam now stood two choices; One, get out of dodge, run like a bat out of hell towards and don’t look back or Two, attempt to help the thing. As he thought of his options an old memory... [i]An old man sat at the head of a small dining table in a room only lit by a few candles, a bandage in one hand and a wet cloth in the other. Beside him was a boy, no more than fifteen, bleeding from the head, nose, mouth and knuckle’s. The man placed the wet cloth on the teen’s head, wiping off the blood, before wrapping the bandage over the boy’s head. “How many were there this time?” the old man said, his voice held pity, but also irritation. The boy grunted and moved back slightly before return to his original position. “The usually three.” He said trying not to look at the old man directly in the eye. The man finished bandaging the boy’s head and stared at the boy with a stern gaze. “Let me see your hands.” The man said as the teen instantly raised his fists. With a sigh the man began cleaning and bandaging the child’s hands. “What have we told you about starting fights? We agreed that in exchange for everything we give you, you must no longer fight.” “But, D-“ “No but’s” the man said, cutting the kid off. “You know how dangerous those folk are, if you do anything to aggravate them further there’s no telling what they wi-“ “It wasn’t me! It was some other kid they started beating up, I felt bad for the him so I helped.” The child blurted. The man stopped and looked at the boy, a small smile creeping on to his wrinkled, withered face. “But the kid ran off once the fight was over. He didn’t even say thank you. Idiot, maybe next time he gets beat up I’ll just igno-“ The teen scoffed before the man clasped both of his cheeks. “NEVER say that.” The man said, now a worried expression now beset upon his face. “A great man once said that the path of the good and righteous is a long and difficult one, but those strong in spirit and kind in heart will walk it. You have both those things, although it may be hard to believe right now. If you spend your life wanting praise for the good deeds you commit, then it no longer becomes kindness from the heart, rather you will use kind acts as a front to gain, well praise of course. However if you choose to live a life where you don’t expect a reward for all the good you do, you will gain, in my opinion, true happiness. Promise me that you will never even think of uttering those words again. Promise me that you will help those in need if you are able to. Promise me.......[color=#F0960E]Liam[/color]. [/i] Liam snapped back into reality as the robot complained about his new suit. “Tch I guess we shall pick door number one.”[/color] Liam muttered as he forced himself up the stairs, narrowly dodging the robot that was being dragged up the steps. As Liam moved past the robot, Liam propelled himself upwards towards the leg of the beast, slashing as he reached it before nearly tumbling down the stairs , catching himself at the last moment. Liam, not knowing whether he freed the robot or not, darted past it and continued down the stairs. [color=#F0960E]"Sorry big guy, that was the best I could do."[/color] Liam shouted back to him as he made for the armoury. Once he entered it he took a moment to look at everything in it before grabbing one set of the black amour as he quickly made his way outside he stopped once more and looked at the city of Periphery. Before when Liam saw the sky, “Crack in two” he had not been able to really look at the resulting effects. For now, at least, there was some time to take it all in. [color=#F0960E]“A beautiful mess. Light and dark both together, existing under one sky, yet so different from each other. We humans too must both light and darkness within us, the question is which will we support as the fight rages on. For some they favour the night and others favour the morning. The greatest battle one will ever have is the battle of their hearts.”[/color] Liam said aloud before realising that Vincent was present. Liam jerked back and let out a slight, somewhat girly, gasp as he jerked back, before composing himself and letting out a cough. [color=#F0960E]“Uh Vincent, didn’t know you were here, I thought you would have gone with the rest of them."[/color] Liam said puffing his chest out, in a futile attempt to play off the girlish gasp. [color=#F0960E]“W-why don’t you head on in, I got your back. But please hurry up I do feel rather, shall we say, out of it currently.”[/color] Liam said as he threw the armour into the portal and faced the door that led into the armoury drawing his sword and lowering his stance. No matter what happened next, Liam wasn’t going to move until he was sure everyone had escaped...