Going back to the begging to find the end. (Plot/Ashur)

Clyde walked around the island to kill the very man who trained him. It was so strange to be taking the life of the very man who gave him his life. He would have to give it all he has got if he wants to destroy the master of his magic. He looks over from a distance to see the tent, and readies his two short swords. He was going to kill that man, and be done with it. This was just the last piece he needed to get his life back. That man seeks to kill, but Clyde wanted to show the man he wasn't the only one. He walks up to the tent, and the old man looks over at him sadly. It was almost as if the man knew something Clyde hadn't.
"You are a dead man! How could use me to kill Jack?! You piece of garbage! I will kill you here an now!"
He began to run at the man as Astrid, his Mom, and Garth stood behind him. This was the fight of the century. Clyde stopped in his tracks suddenly as his head began to ache slightly. He closed his eyes and saw himself falling to the ground next to everyone else. He could see a boy younger then him running away at an incredibly fast speed, before a huge, blue explosion took his and his friend's lives.
"Clyde what happened?"
Clyde looked around at his mom scared. He could see her dying right in front of him for a brief second, but she was all right. He looked back at the man and realized the man cast no spells at all. This was the cold truth of the future the man could already see. Clyde sighed, and looked at the man wondering what exactly to believe. The old man walked out of the tent while putting his robe on. He looks over at them all looking right into death.
"Clyde? Get it together!"
Clyde turned around to see Astrid cheering him on. He had to be strong. He points his short sword towards the man, and his friends come up around him all preparing for battle.
"Clyde, you know how this fight will end. You can lie to yourself all you want, but this simply is an evenly matched fight that will push us to the point of death."
Clyde still held his sword firmly.
"Lies, We aren't going to die. History can be changed and we will do so!"
The old man began to ready himself for battle looking to Clyde as a child.
"So be it."

Clyde turned around to see a younger boy. His eyes widen and his skin went pale. This was the boy he saw running away after the explosion. Something was off, but he wasn't going to just to turn around and head home over some stupid vision. Garth's eye's turned blood red after making eye contact with Clyde's master. Something wasn't right. Astrid's eye's made eye contact with Garth in shock. Her eyes seemed to flash slightly, but her eyes were always red to begin with.
"Nobody make eye contact with Garth, and Astrid. They are under the effects of a spell."
Clyde's mom ripped off a strip of her shirt and make a blindfold around her eyes. She then ran forward, and slammed her fist right towards the old man's face. As the old man began to fall back Clyde pressed both hand's together and made eye contact with the real old man who was still in the tent. The man grew pluses over his eyes, and so did Clyde. 
"If I die you go down with me!"
Clyde's mom's punch still traveled as the false old man dissipated into the air. His mom looked with surprise.
"Clyde, this blindfold is see through, but will block his direct eye contact he has to make. I will be fine."
Clyde nodded as he watched Garth and Astrid begin fighting each other full force. Both of their eyes were a bright red and they would only stop when they could fight no longer. He was already two people short, and the battle barely had started.
"Clyde, You now die when I die, and I die when you die. Such is the advanced voodoo seal placed over your weak one."
Clyde looked around scared again, then confidently. He wondered if the kid behind him was going to leave soon or not. The kid was weak compared to him, and he didn't want the kid to get hurt. The old man came out of the tent, and his mom ran towards him. Suddenly, a glowing, blue set of bars appeared around him. Clyde screamed out watching Astrid and Garth bleeding heavily from stabbing each other, and then he watched as his own mom was getting hit with glowing blue hands from the old man and was barely able to stand at this point. Clyde tried to escape from the cage made around him, but couldn't. He cried out with tears streaming as everyone he knew was dying because of him, in front of him.
"MOM!"
His mom was slapped heavily right in the face. She plummeted to the ground, and Astrid and Garth were both evenly matched. 
"Is this the end?"

"Ashur, get the hell out of here. This place is going to be nothing, but a memory soon. You have got to leave us and run away. Here, allow me."
Clyde placed his hand around Ashur's skull, and his eye's glowed blue. He sent the boy every memory and everything he knew. Ashur was going to carry on his story to the people who needed it. Clyde then watched as Ashur began to freak out about the situation at hand as the memories of the future came in slowly. Everything he knew was going to be fed in slowly into Ashur's brain even after the fight was over. This would go on until it was all transferred over.
"I know he is going to explode himself. I already know what is going to happen. It was great to meet all of you, and Asher carry on my memories to Daiko, Oliver, and even Yukito. You need to live at all costs from now on."
Clyde looked over as Astrid began to speak. Her words felt like acid against him. More tears streamed.
"Astrid, you were a great help on this journey. If you hadn't come along maybe you would live on, but these final moments are priceless with you. I have always loved you as well, Astrid. I really want to thank you for everything you have done for me. Garth, I know you are probably knocked out, but I want to thank you for protecting me as well. Mom, I was wrong about you, you really were a good person in the end. I am sorry for all of you to die this way."
Clyde looked over at his master, sitting on he kid's shoulders. It all seemed so hopeless, but yet he felt as if he was just waiting for death at this point. He gets off of Ashur's shoulders, and stands up. He goes back into a daze looking at the old man about to explode.

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