[ WP ] The Big Bad 's fortress thought they were prepared for anything , but nothing could prepare them for a speedrunner .

The night was young and my patrol had just set out. The castle loomed over our backs, daring any to invade. I began pacing around the courtyard watching for any moving shadows. Tonight was the night Corvo would come, however it would surely be his last. The Tall-boys began pacing under the well secured bridge. Their own packs hummed the same electrical tune as the wall of light. Slowly I made my way to the edge of the wall over looking the ocean. The plague hit the sailors hard when it first came, not a single ship light could be seen. A blackened sky blended perfectly with the almost still sea. Then, movement in the waters. Small waves trailing something just out of sight. He squinted his eyes almost making out a human figure, a shadow. A hand grabbed his shoulder. He spun around quick with a hand on his pistol. 
 
 `` Woah Woah It's me'' Johnson laughed putting his hands up. 
 
 `` What the hell are you doing'' 
 
 `` I just wanted to talk. We *are* gon na be out here all damn night after all'' He laughed. 
 
 `` About what'' I spat back. 
 
 `` Well do you think you'll get your own squad after las-'' 
 
 I spun around again, the sound of boots on metal could be heard. The only thing I could see was the still metal balcony against the backdrop of night. 
 
 `` Was n't Issac supposed to be watching that entrance?'' I asked. 
 
 `` Hell if I know'' Johnson shrugged walking off `` I just looked for my name on the roster'' 
 
 I kept staring out at it, a small puddle was in the metal. But I had to keep moving. Corvo has gotten into some of the finest Dunwall establishments before, he was n't about to get past him. A sizzling sound echoed throughout the courtyard, the sound of something being powered down. The wall of light was off. A small explosion came from below the bridge followed by metal hitting the ground. I ran for the alarm but Johnson already had the same idea. Johnson got to it first placing his hands on the handle. A small arrow went through his arm, pinning it to the alarm itself. For a moment everything seemed still, no sound, no movement besides a soft blur. Then everything came back to him, however blood now poured from Johnsons throat and the alarm had been disabled. A loud thud came from behind me. I turned to see Erin's corpse face down, the dust settling from it falling off the railing above. I started to look around from the center of the clearing. Comrades dropping dead as if the plague itself was here, whisking them away. A rat crawled up to my feet looking up at me. I ignored its chewing at my boot aiming my pistols at any shadows I saw. Then the rodent squealed. A shadow rising from its mouth. The blade went through my chest as if it where nothing more than a pillow. I felt the metal slide out with surprising speed. Finally I hit the ground. Never to see the face of my killer, the one who crippled Dunwall in its worst time, the man who kidnapped our next ruler, the man they called Corvo. 
 

