“Eat me.” – The Kingdom of Greed : PD

 

 

Kingdom of Greed – Castle
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You know, normally most people would have given in after being shot with so much electrical energy that they can’t even move, but this one definitely was a firebrand who didn’t know when to stop, someone who Ayana could have a lot of fun with in the long run considering everything that was going on at this point in time. She just kept giggling as he stopped his eye beam and then redirected another one for the chandelier, snapping its chain. As the thing fell, Ayana didn’t make any moves as the thing fell at her, not a one as she didn’t care one bit; the only thing that she did was she actually instead… mumbled under her breath a specific incantation so low that no one would be able to hear her. What she said was: The cunning of Loki hides away my impulses; the strength of Thor shirks my skill; the omnipotence of Odin commands me. By decree of these words, the Seal is Released; the Valkyrie’s Force shall reign. Funniest part about her saying this was, that as she said the last word, the chandelier landed upon her already changing form.

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With a cry, a roar as her raven colored wings unfurled, the Valkyrie caused the chandelier to be shattered into pieces from the sheer force of her power being unleashed all at once. As the Valkyrie was left standing there, she didn’t care that the Jabberwock had decided to buy himself time, she was just waiting for him to do so, just so that she could do as she pleased. As she stood there, her hand cannon began to glow brightly, but this was seemingly natural as it did it the moment that she had revealed her form.

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It was time to show this Jabberwock what true force could do.

Dessy:
Kingdom of Greed – Castle
Mariela had the armor all placed, and she held the helmet in her arm, watching Suda. When she asked if there was “anything else she needed to know about”, she meant about the armor. She did not expect Suda to stop and pull down some levrl. Mariela looked up, seeing a massive stone wall turn around, and Mariela furrowed her brows in confusion. “Guess you should see the lab.” Suda spoke, and Mariela just gave a confused expression.

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“Um… As much as I’d love to, there’s a giant creature in my ballroom right now, and I need to make sure my family are out of harm’s way, sooo…” she spoke… but the dwarf didn’t listen. He started walking towards the lab anyway, leaving Mariela completely confused. “Oh…no rush to go fight the beast, I am sure it will still be there when we are finished…NOW…welcome to Greed central. It is here that we are working on new and wonderful ways to defend the Kingdom.” Suda spoke, and Mariela just looked at him in confusion. “It can wait?!” she spoke. “It can’t wait! There is a beast in the middle of my ballroom!” she spoke. She gave an exasperated sigh, turning to look around her at the army of dwarves. She’s been here since Mammon – how did she not know this was here?

She followed him to another dwarf – known as Rupert – but literally the entire time she was antsy and anxious to get back up there. She didn’t know how well the girl was holding up, plus her brothers and Tessa were still there, as well as Scar. They needed to hurry up so she could leave. Suda introduced her to his son, and Mariela bowed her head. “Nice to meet you.” she said, but her voice was rushed and hurried. She giggled a bit when Suda lectured his son, before he bowed and Mariela gave him a smile.

“Ah yes…the legendary Princess of Greed. You’re the one that turned Lydia into slime. Nice work. I hate to say it, but…you don’t exactly look the evil ruler type to me.”

Mariela couldn’t help but let out a little laugh. “I’m not the evil ruler type.” she said with a shake of her head. “Women do like to be told nice things… but, there’s a way you phrase it.” she then said. When Suda asked to demonstrate the gauntlet, Mariela shook her head. “Look… as much as I’d like to see it, I really need to get up there.” she said, looking up as a piece of the ceiling dropped down, and then giving a worried expression.
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Rupert began explaining the gauntlet anyways, and Mariela gave an annoyed groan. She listened to the explanation, raising an eyebrow at the claws, and then her eyes widening when the net of plasma was thrown, giving an apoligetic smile to the dwarf on the wall. He then demonstrated the invisibility, and Marie raised an eyebrow. “That’s all really cool and everything…” Mariela spoke, looking back up at the roaring. “But as much as I’d like to sit here and learn more… Ireally need to go.” she said, beginning to walk away backwards. “No questions. Um… come see me whenever it’s finished, and I’ll come back when I have time to know more and get to know you all. Okay?” she said, giving a warm smile before placing the helmet on her head.

She then ran out, picking up the sword in one hand and the tablet in the other. She immediately raced out of the armory, heading back up the stairs, just in time to hear the cry from what she guessed was the other girl. “That… didn’t sound good…” she said, racing down the hallway and into the ballroom.

Razorbackwriter:

Kingdom of Greed – Castle

Like a vacuum cleaner seller having the door slammed in his face, Rupert’s face fell after giving a stellar performance at trying to show off the wonders and attributes of the magical gauntlet. He had described its properties, and the many magnificent things it could do, but then part of the ceiling happened to collapse, enough to remind the Princess that upstairs a girl was fighting for her life against the majesty of the Jabberwocky. The Red Queen’s favorite pet. Seeing her walking backwards, the disappointed dwarf took the gauntlet off and shrugged his shoulders. No sale today. Suda simply shook his head, before waddling over to give his son a pat on the arm.

“There there….why don’t we go test out the new catapult? I’ll even let you throw Wilson over the castle wall.” Suda and Rupert chuckled together, while Wilson’s muffled cries were heard in the background. “You drive a hard bargain, Father.”

With the Princess fleeing from the blacksmith shop, wearing her armor and carrying the sword of souls, she looked ready to take on anything…anything at all. And…there was someone watching.

Having lost out to the White rabbit, the Cheshire cat’s red eyes were the only things visible, as it chuckled darkly to itself. Oh, she must be heading for the little fight in the ballroom. Stealth, was something the cat was good at, along with being able to blend into any scene, be it a hedge, a tree or a stone wall.

As Mariela was about to slide into the now partially destroyed ballroom, a massive cat’s head appeared in her way.

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“Aren’t you fancy, little Princess. Don’t you know, you’re late for the ball.” Wickedly, the cat grinned, showing off all its razor sharp teeth. The cat’s face got closer and then it opened its mouth, to show of all things….a clock.

‘Tick tick tick tick tick…..”

“Tock!”

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In behind the Princess, a dark shadow appeared and it threw something into the mouth of the Cheshire cat. The cat’s mouth closed and it started to splutter and cough, before the head started to shrink away. In fact, the whole cat appeared, and it was getting smaller and smaller. So small, it became the size of a domestic cat.

“Meow!” *Screeech*…..the cat ran away, disappearance around a corner, and if Mariela looked behind her, she would see a tall….good looking dark haired man standing in behind her.

“Hurry! She needs you.” The man said, urging her to go on. He didn’t reveal himself, since time was of the essence. Even Marcus knew that.

In the ballroom, the little lightning girl was being a real pain in the ass. The chandelier had broken its chain, and its landing was meant to disable the girl, but alas all it did was unleash a locked power. It gave her the very reason to bring out her true self, something that for a split second, even the Jabberwocky took notice of. Struggling against the warp of lightning energy that had it bound, the chest of the Jabberwocky grew larger and larger, as it writhed to give one last bout of strength to overcome its many injuries. The beast would not give up….it couldn’t

“The mirror is gone…little sprite.” The jabberwocky felt its only way out now destroyed. “If I cannot return…then you will join me in HELL!” The mighty tail of the jabberwocky had not been caught up in the girl’s power, and it reared up behind the beast. A ball like club at the end of the tail produced large spikes, with spear like tips. Like a cat, the tail stiffened, and then the jabberwocky lowered its head, to unleash a series of spikes like rapid firing darts, that headed toward the girl, who had her arm cannon at the ready.

Little did anyone realize that in behind the jabberwocky, where the mirror had stood, was now a table…that contained a table of….cookies. Each cookie had words written on them.

“Eat me”

~RB~
Matt:
It had been ages since Aria, or her sister had been back to their home in Greed. About two years to be exact. However they had finished the job that the great Lord Mammon had sent them on, and now they were returning. On the way in though there was a grand shop along the road. It had a giant wooden cookie sitting above the door, and as Aria looked upon it a giant glimmer shone in her eyes, and a grin spread upon her lips. Before her sister could stop what was about to go down, Aria vanished into the cookie shop.

There was a giant ruckus in the shop before Aria burst out the doors once more, running at high speeds away from the shop. In her arms she carried bags and bags of varying cookies. As she ran she was actually leaving a trail of the treats behind her. From the shop the owner burst out, yelling at her to bring back the merchandise. Yes. The young girl had stolen over a hundred dollars in cookies.

Once they were far enough away Aria slowed down once more, and began walking normally, munching on a cookie. She seemed rather like a child as she munched the treat. One would not believe that she was the older of the two twins.

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Not too long after that, the castle of greed came into view.

“Yay! Almost home!” Aria yelled, dropping a couple of her cookies in excitement.

That was when a terrible roar ripped through the air. It was coming from the castle, and didn’t seem friendly.

“”Uh oh. I hope Mammon is ok.” she said, and then she vanished, a trail of roses following the path she had taken.

She was now standing directly in front of the ballroom door from the outside. She noticed the windows were smashed, and there were sounds of fighting coming from the inside. However her hands were full of the “Borrowed” cookies. She sat there, and thought for a moment, and then she seemed to decide on something. In the next moment her black booted foot was raised up, and slammed against the fragile doors of the ballroom. They were broken from the hinges, and fell to the ground with a crash.

Aria walked in through the doors, her eyes closed, and a smile on her face. This was her first mistake after being back. As soon as she was in the door way a giant tail came crashing down on her large pile of cookies, effectively crushing them to a non-edible level. It took the girl a moment to realize what had just happened to her, and as she looked upon the remains of the cookies a dark shadow fell across her face.

For a moment she stood there frozen, as though she had just lost a dear friend. This giant dragon-like creature had just crushed her cookies…… This was….. Unforgivable…… With a sudden explosion of force a pitch black aura surrounded the poor girl. The force of the sudden energy forced the ground under her to rupture, and sent her cloak billowing around her. Her hood had even flipped onto her head, casting more shadows upon her face.

This was a completely different girl from before, and it was clear, even if you did not know her well. With a snap of the wrist a large log of something red was in her hand. Though it did not stay like this long. The thing quickly shifted, and transformed into a giant scythe with crimson running all across it.

“I’ll…. I’ll never forgive you….. Let….. Let me…. Dissect…. you!!!!” her voice was quiet at first, but it quickly rose to a blood thirsty, and devilish roar.

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Her body crouched low as her eyes showed from the shadows under her hood. They were not the same as before now though. Her iris’ were tiny, and each was filled with the veins of rage. Her body was pumping blood all across her being. Now though came the delayed reaction of her dark aura. Those affected by it would start to see a world coated in blood. Everything would be dripping with it, even their bodies would be covered in the life-blood of all things. It was not a simple illusion. Aria’s dark aura was so powerful that it transferred her view of the world onto those around her.

That’s right. This is how she sees the world. Covered in blood, and dead. As the girl’s body lowered she laid the pole of the scythe across her shoulders, the blade aimed at the ground. The creature seemed to be suffering from some paralysis, though it was still moving some. With her highest possible speed Aria dashed under the chin of the creature, and spun, aiming the back of the scythe for the bottom of the jaw.

If this move were to connect it would have enough of the girl’s deranged force behind it to send the beast’s head into the ceiling. Following up with this move, the girl slammed a mag of her high velocity rounds into the slot in the scythe. These rounds were powerful enough to propel the girl as she rode the scythe, and so imagine the damage, or at least pain they could inflict upon this monstrosity, and cookie- killer. From her position under the monster she placed the end of the scythe on the ground to give it a stable setting, and began to fire off the rounds at the Jabberwocky’s under chin.

As fast as she could she would pull the trigger, and cock again, repeating the process until the mag was empty. This did not stop her though. She would load a second mag in, and continue the process until this mag was empty as well. She finished with a third mag, not wanting to let up on the assault of the beast. She would avenge her cookies if it was the last thing she would do. This entire assault was being played to the music of Aria’s blood curdling screams, and demented aura.

The Homecoming – The Kingdom of Greed : PD

Mariela, Scar and her brothers had returned from their visit to the Witches Circle, where things hadn’t exactly gone as well as one would hope.  Leaving the Kingdom virtually unattended, it allowed for the start of new dramas…just as Esme had warned.

 

 

Dessy:

Kingdom of Greed – Castle
It was silent as they headed back to Greed castle – with good reason, most likely. Mariela wasn’t sure what was to happen now after the events at the Witches Circle. Considering she just threatened everyone there, as well as the other kingdoms, it probably wasn’t a good thing. But Mariela was prepared for anything they intend to throw her way. She turned her head to look behind her, seeing Tessa and her brothers following behind. She gave a smile, before turning to look at Scar.

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“Well. Looks like I have made a few enemies…” She spoke, clenching her teeth together and making a bit of a face.“Threatening them probably wasn’t such a great idea. Might have been a mistake, actually.” she said, coming to this realization. “But I guess all royals have to have a few enemies, right?” she then said with a shrug. She gave another smile, before looking forward as they climbed up the steps to the Greed castle, giving a nod to the guards.

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She walked into the castle, the door shutting behind them as she turned to look at everyone else. “Now, I suppose the first thing we should do is check on Alice.” she said, moving her hands up to untie the cloak from her neck. “I don’t know the girl, and being how she came from the mysterious place behind the mirror, I don’t much how much she can be trusted.” she said, now taking the cloak and draping it over her arm. “I know she’s a friend of yours, Scar, and you know more about her then I do. I just… don’t quite know what to think of her yet.” she said, looking at Scar.

She then turned her head to look at Tessa and her brothers. “Second thing is to get you three home.” she said, moving her eyes between the three. “You three have been here long enough, and I don’t want you guys to still be here should anything major happen. So we need to figure out a way to get you three home.” she then said, looking back at Scar. He should have a way, right? She certainly hoped so… “Now. Let’s go find Alice. And hope she didn’t get into any trouble…”she said, turning back around to start walking forward again.

Razorbackwriter:
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It wasn’t such a good idea, to have left Alice behind in the castle, while the group had gone off to see the Witches Circle. Alice was from Wonderland, a place of magic and wonder but also some very dark creatures. Having snuck out of her room in the tower, Alice was feeling a little lonely. The young girl had some friends on the other side of the looking glass, and since Hatter and the Princess of Greed had left her to her own devices, Alice decided she was going to use the mirror in order to bring in some much needed companions.

Carefully sneaking down the winding stair case, she kept an eye out, as guards walked past on their rounds, checking that everything was as it should have been. Giggling to herself, the girl in the blue smock dress skipped out when the opportunity was right and made a dash for the ballroom. Recently reconstructed due to the damage that had occurred during the Masked ball. The magical mirror that had been loaned to Lydia by Raul was still hanging in the same place that the gardening staff had left it, and oddly enough a mystical fog was pouring out of it, like a rolling mist. Thinking that this meant the mirror was still somehow connected to Wonderland, Alice clapped her hands gaily, and danced up to the mirror, singing out.

“You can come out now and play!” She bent forward and peered into the mirror, thinking that her side kick – the white rabbit would come bounding out of the glass. Instead however there was the sound of men yelling…their feet pounding on the other side of the mirror, till all of a sudden, a whole deck of soldier playing cards both red and black came flying out. Spears aloft, but they were actually running from something…..something large.

Alice squeaked and fell back as the playing card soldiers leapt over her and ran around the ballroom, trying to assemble into defensive formations. You could see that they were terrified…of something.

“But the Queen of Hearts is dead…..What is wrong with you deck of fools?” Alice cried.

One of the soldiers then pointed as he stuttered.

“You…forgot about….about….the…” He could barely finish the sentence, when there was a god awful roar. The mirror was actually growing in size to accommodate the bulk of the creature….the monster that was making its way through to the Greed ballroom.

“It’s the Jabberwocky!”

~ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRR!~

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Alice turned around with a horrified expression, her hands coming up to slap against her own cheeks in terror.

“HATTER!!!!!” She screamed as the playing card army all looked up at this most terrible sight.

The creature unfurled each of its wings one at a time, with the tips smashing into the ceiling, before being extended out like massive bat wings. When the wings were unfurled, the elbows came down to the ground, to help the beast to walk forward. Its over sized head had a leathery frill neck that splayed out -with razor sharp teeth that were capable of biting right through skin and bone with ease. it was different to a dragon, but more like a demonic beast with oversized wings. A creature of the purest evil, one that showed no mercy or remorse. It’s pleasure to kill and destroy all in its path.

While Scar had been following along with Mariela, and sadly acknowledging that the whole trip to the Witches Circle had been a mistake, he suddenly heard the terrified screams of Alice, followed by the din of many a soldier. It was only after he heard the mighty roar of the beast….the Jabberwocky, that he knew that Alice was not the only one to have made it through the mirror.

“I think…trouble found her.” Scar cried, as he took hold of Mariela’s hand to run towards the ballroom, and where the newest nightmare to befall Greed had already begun.

~RB~

Kiri:
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You know that moment when you leave somewhere only to get lost the moment that you walk out? That just happened to be Ayana at this very moment, she couldn’t really say she was happy about the fact, because she wasn’t, and why would she be anyway, but she was definitely pleased that she hadn’t come across anything that was really… aggravating. Of course, with the fact that she had to leave Asgard because of something so easy to have avoided was annoying and shameful in its own way, but even then she carried on with what task she had been given; taking control of this damned power that was afflicting her now. Ayana thought she was going to stay lost for a while, till… of course… things HAD to go wrong. The Valkyrie gave a jump as she heard that damnable roar, not sure where it came from, but she had been walking towards the large castle nearby and with this happening… oh the Valkyrie really didn’t think it could go much worse; of course she was wrong as always.

“….Well, time to test this. Thundering Dash!”

~A few moments later~

With the sudden sound of thunder roiling through the kingdom, it probably wouldn’t be clear what was happening at the moment, but with the Jabberwocky running rampant inside of the ballroom nothing was truly clear at the moment other than there was trouble; at least to Ayana that’s how it was. She didn’t know what the beast was, nor why it was running rampant, but it was definitely something Ayana would bite; she was a Valkyrie after all, combat was her forte and something she could do without a thought in her head. Slamming through one of the glass windows, the bolt of lightning only lasted a moment as it slammed into the head of the Jabberwocky, slamming it shut as it prepared to roar once again with the Valkyrie becoming visible with a raging amount of lightning on the spear. Flipping off of the creature, she dropped it midair and called on her naginata, swinging it so that the long bladed weapon had its edge pointed towards the ground with bright white lightning trailing behind it.

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“Well then, been a while since I saw a Dreki(Dragon). …Or a type of one anyway.”

Who was she? She must have been insane… maybe… who knew. Perhaps she was just a battle ready maiden. Obviously, it was the latter.

“I may have to release the seal if this is stronger than I’m expecting… expect the unexpected, huh.”

Dessy:
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Mariela was certain that they could get back to the castle in peace, and not have any other problems. Mariela was about done with today, and was ready to greet the new day. A lot has happened today, and it was a wonder how she managed to stay so calm during all of this. You’d expect her to have rage quit by now… but she hasn’t. She was still somewhat calm during it all.

They were walking back to the ballroom, and Mariela was anxious to get her family home and away from all of this. But at the sudden sound of a loud roar, Mariela stopped and turned her head. “What was that?” she asked, but Scar already grabbed her hand and ran towards the ballroom, the trio following behind them. Mariela stopped and widened her eyes, looking up at the big dragon-like creature. She took a great, frustrated sigh, closing her eyes slightly as she did so, before opening them and looking back. “Scar… what on Earth is that?” she then asked.
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Just when Mariela thought things were over… apparently not. Now, she has some giant dragon-creature-thing ruining her ballroom that they just finished rebuilding. She huffed in frustration, and then whipped around to face some guards. “You. Get them three and Alice out of here. Now.” she spoke, pointing for them to lead them out. She then turned to Scar and opened her mouth to speak, before the sound of thunder was heard. Then the sound of shattering glass was heard, and Mariela jumped back when someone seemed to have came from the window.

“I have no idea who that is, but I’ll thank her for the distraction later.” she said. She grabbed Scar’s arm, quickly running, and trying to avoid the shattered glass, to a hallway. “You know this thing better then I do. Is their a weapon or something that can defeat this thing?” she asked urgently. “I don’t know how long that girl can hold it back… but there has to be something.”

Razorbackwriter:
Re: [RP]Kingdom of Greed – Castle

Scar could hardly believe his eyes. The sight of the massive Jabberwocky took him totally by surprise. Sure, he had heard of the legend, that the Red queen kept one as her favorite pet, but he had never been privy to see it either in a cage or in the midst of battle. The fact of the matter was, it had come out of the mirror, just like Alice, and by the looks of it, both the red and black playing card armies. The Princess of Greed, his beloved Mariela was asking what the hell it was…and Scar tried to answer her the best way he knew how.

“More of a nightmare than I.” Never a truer word was said. The creature was the embodiment of evil, and not only did it roar loudly, it also had the ability to speak common. As it opened its mouth, showing off rows and rows of razor sharp teeth, a loud bang occurred – the window just to the right of the beast was smashed inwards by a force that was beyond that of Mother nature. A crack of lightning struck the head of the Jabberwocky with enough force to make it snap its mighty jaws shut.

Blinking at this sudden turn of events, Scar could not help but whisper to Mariela “Did you do that?” But, it was not Mariela that caused the diversion, it was a plucky girl that had appeared, holding a lightning charged spear, and she had just flipped off the Jabberwocky’s own head and landed with gymnast like grace on the floor of the ballroom.

Who was this girl? A maiden of white and blue, that scar had never seen before. She certainly didn’t come through the mirror. The girl was talking, but maybe it was too herself. A battle with a Jabberwocky was not exactly the place to make formal introductions. One thing was clear, she was here to fight the beast of Wonderland, and the Jabberwocky turned its attentions on the dangerous little sprite. It snarled viciously, splaying out its frilly leather like neck to make its head seem even larger than before. It was smarting from the lightning strike, and the low rumble from it’s belly indicated that it was hungry……Hungry for the little blue lady.

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“GET IN MY BELLY!” The Jabberwocky roared as it opened its mouth again, but only this time it released a purple and mauve coloured spray of energy, that crackled and blasted towards the girl with the spear with as much ferocity as her lightning strike had.

With the girl being caught up in the fight with the beast, Scar waved his hands for the nearest guards to get Tessa, Sam and Sean to safety, while Alice was still hiding in behind a large file of playing card soldiers. She was too scared to move away.

Scar was now trying to get Mariela out of the way too, but she wanted to know if they had a weapon in the castle that could defeat such a beast. It took a good minute or two to think of something, till he suddenly had a flash of memory about a sword that he had seen in a glass display case in the blacksmith shop. The shop run by Suda, the dwarf.

“Mammon’s sword! Down in the work shop of Suda…..its all I can think of!” He had to shout to be heard over the roars and terrified screams that echoed throughout the ballroom.

~RB~

Kiri:
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Oh Ayana was not pleased with the current turn of events at all, but she at least was finding a decent time to take control of the current situation with her powers. Which meant it may be a good idea to get the others out of here, but first… precautions had to be taken to prevent something from going wrong once she did unlock the seal; meaning she did one thing. Turning around for a moment she reached into her armor and hurled a stone tablet to Mariela. It was inscribed in two different languages, one was Old Norse, of course, and the other in the common language. The words inscribed were as such: The trickery of Loki undone, the skill of Thor turned to strength, the all seeing eye of the All Father opened; knowing the desire of her heart. By decree of these words, the seal is done, and the Valkyrie shall be forever masked with a power greater than hers.

“That’s a seal to replace the limiter on my true form, you’re going to need it if I use it! Now get the hell out of here, things are about to get really ugly! OI YOU STUPID FOOLS! QUIT LOLLY GAGGING AROUND AND TOSS ME A SHIELD!!!!!!”

That last sentence hurled at the dumb ass cards cowering from the massive dragon while a maiden fought, it was a sight to see in all honesty. They were supposed to be men, and instead they cowered like school girls. Humph. Pitiful.

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Spinning at the Jabberwocky, Ayana’s naginata was already positioned as it became wreathed in brilliant white lightning while she swung straight at the dangerous, roaring beast with his stream of violet flames. With a ferocious battle cry of her own, the girl lashed out at the spray of energy and sliced through it; creating a wall of lightning which took it on as she wreathed her own body in lightning.

“Thundering Dash!”

Shooting into the air with a crack of thunder, Ayana landed on the roof within the second and then called on her halberd with its ax blade, letting herself fall down within a moment as she brought it down with all of her strength; roaring at the top of her lungs with every ounce of ferocity that lay within her being. That beast may have been terrible, but he definitely had a match here in this Valkyrie.

“Thor’s Hammer Blow!”

With the force of the halberd slamming down on the Jabberwocky with enough power to not only slam his mouth shut yet AGAIN, but it also would have slammed his head flat onto the ground while a massive bolt of lightning rained down through the window and slammed into the blade of the pole-arm, making it hammer with even more force that caused the flooring of the ballroom to erupt outwards around she and the Jabberwocky, creating what could have considered a miniature arena.

Should that have connected, she would have again flipped off of the beast while pointing the halberd at the beast, roaring right back at it with all the ferocity of Valhalla.

“Come at me beast! Dragon or not, I will not retreat!!”

Dessy:
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“More of a nightmare than I.” Scar spoke, causing Mariela to sigh in exasperation. She took her hands and ran them down her face. “Oh lord.” she then said. All thoughts were interrupted when the glass from the window shattered, Mariela moving away to avoid getting hit. “No. That wasn’t me.” she said, watching the girl land on the jabberwocky and then flip off. That’s when she had pulled Scar into a nearby hallway.

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Her eyes shifted to the Jabberwocky when it spoke, before looking back at Scar. It talks?! she spoke. She covered her ears at the roaring and screaming, but uncovered them when Scar began speaking of a sword. “The armory.” she said with a nod. Before she could run off she turned her head when the girl spoke. Mariela reached out, catching the tablet in her hand and looking down at it, before looking at the girl when she spoke. “Great. Wonderful.” she said at the mention of a seal, and to get out of there, looking down at the tablet and turning it in her hand. At the mention of needing a shield, Mariela looked at a guard. “You. Throw her a shield. Now.” she ordered.
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She watched the guards remove Tessa and her brother, then turned to look at Scar. “Scar. Go get Alice. Bring her with Tessa and my brothers and make sure they are out of harm’s way. Stay with them and do not enter the ballroom.” she said, looking back up at the Jabberwocky. “I’m gonna go to the armory and get this sword while she’s distracting him.”she said, then without another word she turned on her heel and ran off, making her way down to the armory where Suda, the dwarf, and the supposed sword might be at. “Quickly!” she said over her shoulder as she ran off.

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Opening the door to the armory, Mariela stepped in and eagerly looked around. “Suda!” she called, turning to look around the armroy to see if she can find said sword. “Where’s the sword Mammon carried?” she then asked. “It’s urgent!” she called again, tucking the stone tablet under her arm.

Tourist District : Central Square – Finale – Shattered Dimensions.

Tourist District : Central Square – Finale – Shattered Dimensions.

Seig:

Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District
Resist, remain…those two words were burned into Aiden upon the very moment of his creation, the very two words that he recalled the very day that he leveled a whole block with the single use of his power. Back then the terrified android handicapped himself for good, destroying his own body to stop the weapon being ever reborn but the past purpose he had came back the moment that Hellgate went down because of an enemy that seemed long forgotten by many. Now there he was, trying to hold back his own leash as he found himself surrounded by enemies far too eager to get rid of him, enemies who were his own kind, machines made to destroy and erase

I told you to get back!

They moved for him, seeking him and the damaged mech behind him like prey and all that Aiden did was swing the place given to him, launch a kick or a punch, and no matter the direction something fell, but everytime an enemy retreated another one appeared in it’s place. So Aiden and neither the mech could stop, the two of them basically taking down enemies by the numbers while everyone else was busy with their own battle. But he didn’t cared for them, at least not any longer as he ripped his own equals with as much precision as brutality, breaking apart their bodies as they kept him from advancing

How many more of this guys are here…how many…

His body moved on it’s own, anyone would call it reflex, any engineer would claim that his combat protocols were active and allowing him to continue with fight with all his might, and anybody with a pair of eyes could easily witness that with each machine he took down, the more and more, he lost himself into battle. He heard to the warning he was given by Oberon, he took it upon himself to set up counter measures against this trouble, but little by little, he was getting lost in it. In the end for him there was nothing more than battle here, than combat, and by the time Aiden noticed it was already too late to stop himself, but perhaps….not too late to do something else

They are coming from somewhere, attacking the leader is ruled out but…but…

The meteor came back to his mind, the fact that now the leader of this machines was engaged in combat with the two that were murdering this robots moments ago, and this facts dawned a truth to Aiden. If he was to lose himself into the rage of the battle, then he better have a place to focus said rage, an objective to destroy…and he found one, he sure found one.

Objective obtained, mission updated…changing into full combat mode, counter measures modified

His eyes focused on his new target, the meteor, his blade out and ready and Freedom Wings, the mech he remotely controlled raising to it’s feet. Aiden knew by now that what he was about to do he wouldn’t want to remember, that perhaps if the battle did not ended soon enough he would become a threat to this area…but given how good the ones here seemed to be at killing androids without having a single doubt, then they could easily stop him if he got out of control. So Aiden sighed out, his eyes becoming blank for a moment before a red light shined in full force inside them, same going for Freedom wings as the two began advancing forward on foot, advancing towards the crash site from where the enemy was pouring from

Full armament mode activated

His voice sounding dead as he advanced ahead, his blade ripping apart without any hint of mercy the machines he found on his way as he carved his way towards his objective, while the mech moved behind, firing every single weapon it had towards the target as it crushed below it’s feet any sort of enemy that the android left untouched, not caring apparently if it caused any collateral damage, if anyone was on the way, the two of them had one objective only, and it was to take down the enemy spawning point no matter what got on their way, and then simply take out any hostile in the area…regardless of side, regardless of what happened. Hopefully the counter measure would act up in time, hopefully it would take him long enough to destroy the place he sought to destroy…or else the people in here would have another trouble to deal with in their hands

Shadow:
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Jaz
Jaz who had his weapon drawn and facing the black haired man felt a bit of relief when he heard the man’s response to his question. He sheathed his blade and inched closer to the man. “Do you at least know what happened here?” Jaz asked still skeptical of the man’s intensions. He wasn’t sure he bought the guy’s act especially sense Jaz could sense an immense power in the area. Jaz’s attention was turned to some commotion going on further up the road. He could see the figure he saw before was a white haired boy who was giving the local law enforcement grief. Jaz turned his attention back to the man closest to him. He could tell something was different about him. “I’m getting a not human vibe from you, are a demon or something?” Unbeknownst to Jaz he was in the path of the white haired boy and his motor vehicle rocketing toward him.
Razorbackwriter:
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Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District

A challenger, really? Face showing such determination and grinning madly as he made the run towards Grant with his blade raised to slash down down down. Course, this new villain was running fast…not Godly, but fast. Grant wondered…just how fast he could go. Within the blink of an eye, Grant spun his wrist, and the cutest little nerf gun appeared in his hand. it looked like plastic and something you would pick up for five bucks in Hong Kong. A toy….versus a god like smiling warrior? Really Grant? But…you have to remember this was not Grant….it was Irasho.

In an almost dance like backward step, he aimed the toy like plastic gun at the floor where he had been standing, right where the slash would have landed. A blast like ray shot out from the toy gun and lo and behold a shinning portal appeared. it was a swirling vortex portal which if Yami happened to fall into it would take the robot snicker dude for a ride. The first shot fired was not the last, for he aimed the toy gun at a spot in the air about seven feet above which created a second portal that opened directly over the first. If Yami did fall into the first, he would come out the second, directly back into the first….and this….would repeat…and repeat….and repeat.

We’d get to see just how fast he really was.

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“PORTAL GUNS….GOTTA LOVE EM!!!” Irasho then realized something was missing, and with his other hand he created a chocolate cake. He gave the top a lick before dropping it into the portal to see if it would catch up with Yami, but in his love of fun thing, he opened another portal right near another robot.

“THE CAKE IS A LIE! ahahahaha!”

Theme song for this:

~RB~

Fu:

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Shattered Theme

– Everything happening in all these instances seemingly revealed Yami’s decline in control over the city ; but that was due to the nature and persistence of the people here today . The Robotic being would’ve found his attacks to be successful against the comet that landed ; destroying the source of the machines and ending that threat . Yami’s lunge at the male would end with himself falling into the hole formed by the Male , a technique that also duplicated the same portal not far from above it which would cause him to loop continuously for more then 10 seconds while the words coming out of his mouth would’ve been what was truly on his mind. After a short moment he’d notice that something else had entered the looping portal ; a cake it was. –

Yami.EXE :” What is this madness?!? ”

– Yami would not find his situation to be enjoyable , finding himself to be stuck in a loop like so he wouldn’t attempt to budge as he continued to piece together the nature of this person’s shattered item. Yami’s head would begin to glow , as he utilized the data he’s gained on this realm to understand the trends of this world and its terms.-

Yami.EXE : ” Your powers revolve around….. Is this Imagination constructs ? ”

– Yami would eventually slow his descent by utilizing a pair of hover boots which soon came out of his heel as he tried to finally get out after seeing what he could. But it was at that moment a unexpected visitor arrived .-

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Ori Ventrue : ]” I do know what has happened here , however I can’t speak too much on it as it stands . I apologize but this is a force that can’t be spoken about so lightly. ”

– The male said his piece and knocked lightly on his own head , he wasn’t meaning to be rude but was merely speaking truth . This was not knowledge for just anyone , they had to earn the right to know . The man inquired on his race , this made the male sigh . The man was quite inquisitive , seeking answers from a stranger he did not know but he’d get his answer . –

Ori Ventrue : ” You can call me the Overseer of the Timeline. That is all I can give to you right now. ”

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Charlie : ” I got it !!!!!! ”

– After a few moments Charlie’s scream went into a controlled yell , he finally had it under control ; driving it through the police blockade and moving onward towards and past Ori and the male he was with and towards the Square where the other people were currently at. The male waved his head back and forth continuously as he gotten ever closer to the Square . In the span of the next minute a flight of stairs lead towards the southern part of the Square where Charlie would arrive to the others .-

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Charlie : ” Ba ba ba ba , these stairs ! I’m getting some sky time ! ”

– It took quite a few seconds to finally get up but with the momentum he had beforehand it would launch the motorcycle quite high into the sky ; which Charlie used to act as if he was flying . This moment would’ve been extremely dangerous for anyone else , but Charlie was quite crazy and used to this sort of thing and with that he would jump up to the point he was crouched on the seat of the cycle before leaping off of it . The jump would cause his motorcycle to crash into Yami.EXE without realizing it , that being’s location being locked in place due to the looping portals and the resulting collision would cause the male to break off from the loop . The extent of the damage done was not easily seen as the collision sparked a explosion a few feet away from Grant and Kasumi. Charlie was imbedded face first into a building , stuck there until the building weakened enough for him to get out. –

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– The flames from the explosion would persist for quite some time despite the fact it was beginning to rain , what would come out ? Would there be anything left intact after that ? Whatever the case though ; the silhouette of Yami could be seen inside the small sea of flames .-

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Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District

Pure insane laughter. That was what was coming out from behind the mask of Irasho. To see the blur of the robotic Yami go through the portals at speeds that made him almost unrecognizable. Irasho spun the portal gun as though he was a cowboy in a spaghetti western and blew on the end before slamming it into his own coat pocket, where it blended back into his form. The power of the mask was the ability to harness Irasho’s crazed imagination and with that almost anything was possible, even if it broke all laws of physics. He was like a walking cartoon. An anime legend. Powers so vast and yet much of it was untapped.

” What is this madness?!? ” The poor Yami cried.

“P..p..p..portals and cake…for SCIENCE!” Yeah, that was a logical answer from the crazed mask wearing crime fighter.

‘ Your powers revolve around….. Is this Imagination constructs ? ” Yami’s jet boots allowing him to hover within the pull of the forces of the portals. Clever. Irasho faked a double face slap as though troubled and yet dazzled by this robot’s abilities. Crafty bunch of bolts. Pulling out a hand with a sock puppet on the end, he let the hand do the speaking with the other hand he drank a glass of milk.

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“You speak like yoda…but you’re not as good looking…and that’s saying something! Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk.” Milk started to come out of the sock puppet’s mouth as it spluttered, while Grant tossed the glass over his shoulder, only to hear it smash on the ground.

Grant then held his hand up and twirled his finger with such flair, before he side stepped the oncoming motorcycle…that was Charlie. The boy on the bike was loud enough and probably even more insane than the masked wonder.

“A one..two..three…step!”

The bike collided with Yami, knocking him clear out of the looping portals. The subsequent crash into the wall and the fireball that ensured was top quality. Better than any movie stunt. This actually brought applause from Irasho, who held up a score card.

“I give that a nine, Jon. eight for artistic style…but a one for that landing. Ooo that’s gotta hurt.”

Through the flames, now with the sky opening up as the first rain drops started to fall, Irasho could see the outline of Yami. Man, he must be fire proof, the masked Irasho thought.

“Do that again!” Irasho shouted excitedly.

~RB~

Fu:
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Yami : ” …… Who assaulted me. This feels so familiar..”

– He rose from the flames , albeit slightly wounded but still dazed and wary as well . He wasn’t sure what the hell just happened but he seemed to have recalled an incident similar to this , was this to say he had ran into Charlie in the past ? That was a possibility and only the passage of time and certain individuals would have knowledge of it . The Being walked out of the flames to realize there was nothing left but to leave the vicinity with the information he had acquired from today . –

Yami : ” There is nothing further for me to learn from this skirmish . Consider yourself triumphant this time around ; Silly Human. ”

– He wouldn’t specify whether he was speaking about Charlie or Grant but it was up to them to decide who he had meant . Yami’s body turned into a bright white beam and vanished into the skies above. Within those moments however a large group of forces appeared to lock down the situation , the military might came a tad bit too late one could say. The lights shone bright upon Grant ; Kasumi , Aiden , Jaz and Charlie .-

[TC for Yami ]

Captain : ” This is the Commanding Officer of the Tourist Cities Defensive Faction . Surrender or be fired at mercilessly ! ”

– Several lights grown whiter with intensity but would be lowered once Ori walked towards them with his hands up high while lowering them as if instructing them to do so .-

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Ori Ventrue : ” Cease your actions . The incident has been wrapped up and the only thing worth fixing now is the clean up . I can trust you with it yes ? ”

Captain : ” Oh I’m terribly sorry Lord Ori ; I didn’t realize One of the Five Devas of Alteria to be here.”

Ori Ventrue : ” I don’t like to be referred to as such . I dislike social status . Anyhow the situation here is much better now then it was before. I would like to thank all of you for helping the District but as you can see from your actions that you are lacking in experience in areas . Therefore I —”

– Ori stared at Kasumi for a quite long time and then at Grant , from his inference they must’ve came together. Aiden and Jaz moved on their own accord so they must’ve been solo units and seeing Charlie he would not take any longer to come to the inference he was a trouble maker and couldn’t decide his allegiance . Ori pointed towards the crater on the side of the building and made a fire motion with his thumb as if indicating shooting , the soldiers that stood by all took that as a symbol to fire and upon the impending rain of bullets Charlie was engulfed in bullets or so they thought. He was gone , Celtan held Charlies unconscious body upon the top of the skyscraper while within radius of Liryu .-

Celtan : ” It’s time for us to get going Dark Lord ”

– A portal formed in the space just a few inches in front of the skyscrapers edge which lead back to the ship which Celtan would leap into promptly after speaking –

[TC for Celtan and Charlie ]

– Oridin looked at the crater to find out that there was no longer anyone there , he let out a sigh to find out that the person had escaped but with this there was time to speak to those people who were here in front of him .-

Ori Ventrue : ” Like I was saying ; you must all understand that as you are you won’t be able to continue down the path you started and expect to live long without growing . You must make a choice in your life to continue forward , upwards and go further then you’ve ever gone before. Each of you are special in your own way , and only you know what is best for you . I have to write up a report on what’s happened here today but you all should get going , this isn’t a pretty sight and you should be best off sharpening your blades for the next threat that may come your way. I take it you all know where you can go to get stronger ? ”

~ Second Arc Complete ~

Kiri:

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Watching Grant quietly, Kasumi couldn’t help but raise a brow at the difference in the current Irasho and the one she had seen in the beginning of it all; of course she couldn’t be sure if there was truly a difference or not. The two of them were… well… definitely similar, Grant and Irasho that was, but it seemed that Irasho took that to extremes while Grant was hyperactive and mostly a sweet guy about it. Kasumi couldn’t be sure about what was going on, but for the moment she was focused on the fight with Irasho and the being whom had started this all; it was going well for Irasho, but with the arrival of an unknown causing an explosion Kasumi leapt into the air with those wings of flame erupting behind her. Hovering in the air with them, she eyed Grant, making sure to keep an eye on the guy she was travelling with. Sure, Irasho was witty, but he was also a fair bit crazy. That could impair planning and thinking, of course… she wasn’t too worried. Once the entire scene had ended, Kasumi landed beside Grant as she listened to the entire conversation, not speaking nor making any real change in expression. Instead of speaking or moving, she simply stood beside Grant and waited till Ori, as he seemed to have been named, spoke to all of the current members. Kasumi thought for a few moments and took in a deep breath, nodding with a few soft spoken words.

Kasumi: “I think… I may. I’ll find the clan which my father’s father was once in. Hopefully I can find some help there.”

While Kasumi spoke to Ori, Hiroaki gazed down at the events below him with a quiet and watchful look in his eyes, knowing the situation was now back in hand, his form became engulfed in flame as he removed himself from the current area. Kasumi, once she had finished speaking to Grant and had heard Ori’s response, she looked at him with the look that asked if he would accompany her. She hoped he would, she had grown quite… accustomed to his company, and it was a pleasant company at that. If he was coming with her, Kasumi would have turned with a smile, holding onto Blazing Genesis for a bit longer before she would have released it as she left the area; stumbling slightly.

(TC for Kasumi and Hiroaki)

Razorbackwriter:
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And just like that…it was over. Smoking ruins, fires and large gaping holes in broken brick walls. The enemy had fled, pretty much with their tails between their legs. There was going to be no encore, no more of a show. It was time to unmask Irasho….wasn’t it? Irasho turned his head silently when Kasumi approached him and stood along side him as the one known as Ori gave his speech. A speech about choosing a path. It was pretty clear that the path that Kasumi was to take, was going to be different to that of Irasho. There was no insane cackle, or even another trick from the masked one. He simply stood there – eyes of red behind the mask that bore a sinister smile.

“I think… I may. I’ll find the clan which my father’s father was once in. Hopefully I can find some help there.”

Slowly, Irasho reached up and tore off the mask, to reveal the more gentle face of Grant beneath. His lips thinned as he now processed what Kasumi had to say. It was time for her to blaze her own trail, and a time to let go. While he enjoyed her company, he knew that he would only hold her back. She was staring up at him, expectantly almost. Quiet, watchful.

After drawing in a large breath, he released it slowly. The mask held in his grasp at his side.

“I can’t follow you this time.” his words sounded hollow, and if she was to look into his eyes, she may well see something that had not been there before. “I’m sorry…” It was not how he wanted to part ways, but perhaps it was for the best. Considering what he was feeling. While the mask turned him into this childish maniac with imaginative powers beyond belief, the old Grant was slipping further and further away.

Nodding twice to confirm to himself that this was what he needed to do, he turned away from her and started to walk in the opposite direction.

As he got some distance away, he slid the mask back on!

A dark and sinister laugh was heard, before he rocketed like a blur from the area….

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~RB~

Tourist District : Central Square – Shattered Dimensions.

Tourist District : Central Square

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– The Daily life of all commuters would be interrupted by the sudden descent of a meteor which landed without warning ; crashing into three buildings before tearing into the street itself and killing numerous civilians . What a sad fate for those unlucky to have gotten in the way of something that had happened without notice. The area where the comet had landed released large amounts of steam , and slowly small waves of troops began to file out from within the steam. One in particular stood above the rest ; most likely their commanding officer of a sort , or maybe something much worse. –

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? ? ? :” ….. Initiating Scan. Scan complete ; Initiating Terraforming process. Commence Eradication of local lifeforms. ”

– The only audible sounds from that moment on were the various screams coming from the civilians as they attempted to run away from the Beings that rose from the comet . The Leader had a similar purple mark akin to those who wielded a Shattered Item , but what was this ? What was the connection ? What came next from the robotic being was odd , seemingly breaking his dialect to a more direct and humane one.-

? ? ? : ” I wonder ……… who’ll come ; those drawn to the darkness. ”

Sieg:
Piloting Freedom Wings all the way to this area did not proved much of a challenge for the android in the cockpit, if anything it gave Aiden time to scan it’s systems better and be able to understand them and get used to them, not to mention the fact that as bad as this sounded, he did enjoyed the flight. He smiled to himself, finding it actually quite true what Oberon said about him…three centuries have gone by, and if anything he still behaved like a child, something he did not knew if to find pathetic or actually a good thing. But he couldn’t help it, this was who he was, and he would be damned if he tried to change now.

And there it is…

He spotted the destruction being caused from afar, zooming in as he flew towards the target with each rifle ready on the hands of the mecha as he began looking at all the assortment of weapons he had at hand. A nice asset of energy weapons, a nice amount of battery to spend…and a lot of invading machines on sight to use them for. True, it sounded bad that an android was going to go after other machines, but this was a self defense act. This was their planet, and Aiden was not letting not even this street on their hands if he could help it

Initiating air strike now

He sped up, regulating the power from the energy rifles he carried to cause as little damage to the street and surrounding structures and the most possible to the invading machines and once he was close enough…he fired upon them while also flying above them at high speed on random patterns. He knew this was not the most effective way to get rid of them, in the end if he knew this behemoth he controlled right now had enough firepower to erase an around of five blocks around this area if not more, included this things, but he needed to protect the people and to do so, he wanted them all to notice him. And as for the random patterns? Well, he wanted them to have a harder time predicting his movement pattern. Still just in case he kept his and the mecha’s sensors and dodging protocols active, if they fired back, he would make sure they had one hell of a time hitting him in time

Fu:
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– The swarm were continously spreading outwards, some of them getting shot down by the Mecha that had appeared ; as if it was a Saviour of the people . The Robots would take only a few casualties until they decided that the being shooting at them was a threat that needed removing. Their squadron leader would send out orders instantly. –

Swarm Captain : ” Remove the threat with haste. ”

– The Captain ; an Android that had been the most unique was distinguished for his prowess and tactical reasoning to be given such a differentiation ; appeared to the Leader of the Invasion who had stood at the center of the crater still . The male bowed to him and would then speak –

Swarm Captain : ” Shall we press further into other districts ; Master Yami ? ”

– The Robotic Being simply stood there silently as he observed the attacks and evasive maneuvers done by the Winged Mecha . It would seem as if he himself wasn’t all that thrilled by the appearance of the being , but it could be certain that he didn’t find it important enough or interesting enough to do something personally. –

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Yami.EXE ” The Being who glides through the sky ; doesn’t hold the false light that I seek . Get rid of it. ”

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Swarm Captain : ” As You wish. ”

– The Purple-haired Android began to fly upwards onto the highest building , doing so while hidden by the over thickening clouds of smoke and bullets flying through the air covered his trail. Upon arriving at the top he would then watch the Mecha fly around more as it continued to dwindle their numbers. The Captain’s back began to sprout six budding sticks, as if he was growing something.-

Swarm Captain : ” Come here……. White Angel. I’ll be your opponent. ”

Boss Theme

Name : Swarm Captain

Race : Android

Power : Android Transcendancy

Age : ? ?

Danger Level : Parameters Unknown

Sieg:

Aiden strategy worked as he managed to force the enemy to notice his presence and even took down a few enemies in the process, that despite not being enough to cause a significant damage had been enough to finally get the attention he sought and the data he required to modify the power output on the rifles as well taking in that maybe damaging the city a little as well as the street wouldn’t be so bad in the grand scheme of things. So he did just that, firing stronger shots, calculating the right amount of energy and aiming to taken down larger masses of the enemy while he still kept Freedom Wings up in the air

I’m taking them down but I might require aid in this Oberon…I will send you what I scanned, hopefully it will be of some use for you

Aiden still communicated with the mechanic through the mecha, having his currently his mine divided into analyzing the data and taking down this machines, while of course the remaining attention he had was on his sensors as he tried to pick anything unusual around the area…something that happened quicker than he imagined. Out of this machines, he managed to pick up two distinctive signals…signals powerful enough to be able to give his sensors signals that he wanted to believe were wrong, due to the amazing levels of powers they had. It made him consider two things, the first one that the appearance of this powerful beings was no joke, something bigger was going on here…and the other? Well…he needed to seriously upgrade his sensors to be able to measure much stronger powers

Just what I needed…

Holding a fight with an individual while also trying to force this creatures back would be no easy task, for a normal pilot anyways, which is why Aiden was thankful that he had his systems synchronized with the ones from the mecha in case this happened. So he sighed, as he noticed how out of this powerful beings, one decided to distance itself a bit from the battlefield to get into a higher position, something that called the android’s attention as he just decided to put in practice what he prepared with when he got here. He was sure he could pull this off…but still…despite that he was still nervous

Ok…I’m about to pull off not one, not two, but three stunts after what happened at Hellgate…and I don’t even know if they will work…yeah…just great…I’m officially insane

Aiden breathed in deeply, as he released the controls and linked himself to the mecha to be able to control it remotely, as the cockpit opened for a second, allowing him to climb off as he stood on top of one of the energy rifles, bracing himself as the machine threw him towards the roof and went back to what it was doing before, trying to destroy this machines, as he Android moved across the air until he landed, kneeling and rather hard, on the same roof as the powerful machine he was able to detect before. Aiden had to admit the method he used to get up here perhaps wasn’t the best but then again…it was effective

So…you must be one of the people in command on this attack…

The android had no trouble referring to the other as a person rather than a thing, mainly because he was before and equal and by the looks of it, a rather powerful and if his hopes were in the right place, one that perhaps shared the same intellect as him, or at least something that resembled. So he stood up, turning around to look at his adversary in the eyes, with those very eyes of his that seemed to belong more to a human than to a machine, eyes that right now seeked within the other some sort of compassion, or sadness over this…anything remotely humane as some sort of hope that he did not had to destroy another machine because of a malfunction

Why are this forces attacking the District? What is your people seeking?

Fu:
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Swarm Captain : ” Yes. I am. I didn’t realize , you were an android . You poor thing , why are you fighting us ? Eh. Who am I kidding , you must be programmed by humanity to work for them and only them . I’ll put an end to your pitiful existence and remake you from your charred remains. ”

– The Captain materialized several gems ; all glowing a different color . What were they however ? One with a Robotic body would be able to tell that they were actually energy cores. The poles on his back would all glow one of the colors akin to the gems themselves ; what this meant was unknown at this time but would soon come to light at a later point . The Captain quickly charged at the Male in an attempt to roundhouse kick him from his left side with enough force to send him flying off the building itself and into the burning city below if it did connect. –

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– The Building itself however began to slowly shake , as if it was losing it firm foundation and be sent crumbling itself . It would be assumed that this building would cave in at any point , so how long will this fight go until the elements itself gave this fight a conclusion ? –

Sieg:
Excuse me?…

If anything, Aiden was known for being rather kind, patient, and above all somebody who despite all the insults you might say and people’s general dislike of machines such as himself, would never really blow off. But if there was something that offended him, something that basicly made the nasty side of him to come out was things such as that. It’s true, he did not had blood, he would never have children or be able to truly feel the process which create them, maybe would spend eternity alone and most likely people would always see him as they saw a toaster or a computer…but despite that, despite not even having a soul or a beating heart…he allowed nobody, not a single person, to question his free will. He was not programmed to follow anyone’s orders, he did not allowed that to happened, he might have been made with that in mind but he did not allowed people to bend him over to their will, and to have this android mock him in such a way…if he had nerves, this surely would have struck one

If I do this…if I come here and fight you…

He took a quick glance, analyzing his target, taking notice of the many advanced cores it had with him as well as the poles on his back that seemed to be charged on this moment by this very cores. He also saw how he moved forward, and measured the possible strength of his attack…and just as it happened in Hellgate he was against an enemy who was physically superior. But this time he had the upper hand in something, he was upgraded…and any doubts he had before vanished by the words this android said before. So he glared at him, his anger not explosive like the ones from others but focused, focused on the task of defeating this machine just to move on to stop this invasion. So he remained there, in a sight crouching position as he awaited for the very last second to move under his opponent’s leg, as he focused his next attack not on his body, but on the back of his knee. Androids or not, they shared certain similarities with their human counterparts…and that was the fact that on certain joints the armor was thinner and also a bit weaker…and this would be the point where he would focus

It’s on my own free will

He launched a single hit towards the back of his opponents knee, reaching out with his other hand to be able to get a hold of it and hold his leg in place so perhaps, if he pushed with enough force he would manage to break it off or at least damage something when combined with the attack he was doing right now. It all depended on his punch directed to this area now, a punch he launched at full force and speed hoping that he would be fast enough to don’t allow the opponent’s body to react even if he registered it with his systems. In the end he wasn’t a fool, if anything his power and armor were better, so if he intended to be victorious he had to use a different strategy than the usual. And if things went well, he might be able to damage him enough to force him to retreat, in the end insult or not he still did not planned on taking a life…even if it was from this machine

Fu:
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Swarm Captain : ” Beings like us should stick together then. But if this is your answer then so be it I won’t hesitate . ”

– The Captain didn’t seem fazed by being hit at the back of his knee; a weak spot which would normally be exploited but instead would only cause the Captain to grow stiff in place and instead bring his foot down onto the ground ; pushing the fist back to the male’s side as the foot had went into critical recovery . The Captain’s hand began to spin in place as if it had a drilling mechanic ; meant to pierce armor : He would then bring the spinning hand down onto the male with great speed , intending on piercing his shoulder and if this was to miss the hand would instead pierce the ground and with the crumbling building it would cause the ground to lose it’s fortitude in the process. Anymore attacks of that caliber would cause it to crumble and send them to the floor below. –

Sieg:
Stick together? For what? To give people more reasons to distrust and hate us?

Aiden perhaps was overdoing it a little, but there was quite the amount of people that seemed to have a natural dislike for androids, in fact some of them had a justified reason to give them nasty looks they gave them. Take the Rabbots for instance, that race was nearly drove to become no more than a mere memory in their home world so Aiden understood if he saw one on the street and it gave him that sort of strange look. But this…this only gave voice to the extremists of that kind…one way or another there was going to be damage for Aiden’s kind…and this other Android comes and says that. Well, if this is what sticking together caused, he preferred to remain alone among organics

And you haven’t answered me yet…what is the reason behind this attack?, What do you gain from attacking innocents?

Aiden kept forcing his fist to remain where it was, pushing back against his opponent leg for a moment before he noticed what he tried to do as soon as his hand began to spin like a drill and head for his shoulder, an smart move considering that the thickness of Aiden’s armor was not the same as before to the upgrades Oberon gave him. Still, he wasn’t going to let him get away with it, but given the position he was that would have been hard. If he kept pushing, he might be able to remove a limb from his enemy but in exchange he would take critical damage if not lose one himself. It was then that he had an idea, and in the span of time that it took his enemy’s strike to close up to him he already thought of an idea, and given that he enjoyed his new arm…he released the enemy and jumped back, taking some light damage to the shoulder because despite not fully connecting, he managed to scratch off some paint and a bit of metal from that area

Enemy too strong…lacking any physical stimuli sensors…armor thicker than expected…

He focused, his nanites shooting off an forming an energy wall that floated behind him as Aiden laid his feet on it just to don’t fall down towards the ground. In his mind everything moved at incredible speed, as his sensors scanned his surroundings, his enemy. He knew a direct attack would be pointless, but he had the speed…he was lighter, more agile, he just needed him to take a greater damage. It was then that he saw it, that he saw the damage the floor took, and it was when his enemy cores came to his mind. He recalled Hellgate and it was when the gears in his head kicked in

Uhm…elemental my dear me…heh…

Aiden jumped from his current position, launching himself at full speed as he decided to put to use the new gear he got. He made use of his disposable kunais, throwing them at his enemy position, three in the line of sight and two headed for the cores as he decided to kick in his ability to make illusions aswell as a few of his new combat protocols. First, after the line of sight was blocked he made three illusionary clones of himself. One headed for the left with a blade, the other from above in a falling motion while Aiden himself sped up and ended up behind the enemy back, with his own blade drawed. At this point he made another clone, one that seeming went after the enemy’s back poles while Aiden himself went after one of the cores. His plan was simple, he was going to use his blade to cause critical damage to the core and make it go unstable and then throw it his enemy’s way. If all worked it would go off and also cause the roof itself to collapse, and if he was lucky, the fall, the explosion, and maybe the remains of the building would damage this android enough to give him an opening to abuse…all he hoped now, was that he fell for the obvious tricks

Simo:
†L I R Y U†

A slightly red light started to form out of the air particles around it, down below the fight on the streets filled with blood; a rather curvaceous figure started to form, one that looked intimidating at that. Giant horns spiked out from the top of the figures head, an outline of advanced armor could be seen before the entire body of the individual formed. The Dark Lady moved her hand up to her mouth and bit her index fingers knuckle in excitement at the current chaos and scene of the district. She ended up biting it so intensely with her canine like fangs that she bled a little bit, the blood dripping down her finger and then starting to gravitate off in little droplets up to her mouth where the droplets landed onto her lips. She licked them slowly before laughing like a small child and looking around at the flames and threw her hands up as if she was worshiping it; walking in a straight line as wings started to sprout from her upper back. She looked up at the current fight and nodded in approval as her gigantic wings flapped against the ground and hoisted herself up, many remains of buildings and the cities started to circle around her due to the wind current she was creating before flying straight up and sitting on a building that was barely in tact. She could be seen, but she wasn’t causing any trouble. She was merely… Observing.

“Oh isn’t this glorious~ Our little savior going in for vengeance!”

She said to herself with a positive tone as she kicked her feet back and forth on the building, causing cracks in it to form due to her natural supernatural strength. She bit her lip and continued to watch, absorbing all of the chaotic energy that was currently around the area. It was so convenient that all of this happened to appear, and how father sent her down to check it out. She felt so powerful, as if she could never possibly run out of energy. That if, she was to go into shattered mode that it would last almost eight times as long as it normally would. She would be unstoppable in the current condition that she’s in, almost impossible to beat. She snickered and followed the movement of each robot like being with her eyes, as if she was watching an action packed movie.

“C’mon! I wanna see who’s gonna win!”

 

 

Kiri:

Re: Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District
Not far from where that bright, crimson light originated from the air above the fight that was happening above the streets, a continuing combat that never ended, the Chaos that which always existed no matter the state of the world, hate, anger, sadness, division… all of these negative emotions gave birth to that of Chaos; however, as with all things, there was something to counter the power of the other, that which would represent love, patience, joy, unity… he who was the beginner of Unity itself, guardian of life on Alterus. With the arrival of his own rival, there was a flame to originate out of what seemed to be nothing, a flame which burned with a brilliance that could never be seen in another, not in a single lifetime had there been a flame brighter… stronger than this, all but for one, the flame of he who had created this all… the one who guarded them unseen, sleeping eternally. Liryu, she may not have realized that Hiroaki was watching, but that he was, and the presence of Chaos was palpable. As the flame itself grew, becoming larger and stronger until it finally took on the shape of the one Liryu had to hate the most.

“Leone… I suppose you would go by a different name now… what is your purpose here? … You will not disturb the Alterians and their purpose in this world, I refuse to allow it!”
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Though the voice was slightly monotone, the unmistakable sound of anger and determination was palpable in the air as his flames burned from his forehead, one gloved hand raised and ablaze in front of his face, his eyes burning with the emotions which resounded in his voice and his other burning with a flame that kept him lifted above the building upon which the Dark Mistress of Chaos sat. He awaited her response, but the calm look on his face was one she would recognize… the same look that he’d had so long ago when he had left that scar on her face as a male… the same look he had when he helped the Observer end the period called the Shroud.

Fu:
Re: Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District
Charlie and Celtan

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– They would descend from the burning sky onto the area below ; right behind Liryu and observed silently as a Newcomer approached Liryu ; most likely a Celestial King due to the display of morals he had . Celtan stood right behind Liryu and watched with a inquisitive look upon his face at the male before shifting to the city . . Who else besides Gizora had this kind of strength and battle power to do such a thing to the city ? Celtan himself would not have that kind of information . Charlie on the other hand . .. . .-

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Charlie : ” I am going first into the fiyaa , time to up my kill count ! Bye bye Mr. Gold ; Liryu have fun ! ”

– Charlie took a few steps back and jumped into the fires below , he could no longer be seen from the building’s roof as soon as he had landed due to the intensity of those flames. Clearly the Man from earlier would address the Female and not him ; since from his point of view Charlie would seem powerless since he was not actually in his Dark Lord persona and therefore cloaked his actual strength and power .-

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? ? ?

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– Across the skyline as to where Liryu and those following her had landed ; a tall man clad in black would’ve been gazing straight at the destruction being caused as well as the Dark Lady and those that had came with her ; what side was he on ? He seemed to have been observing but he didn’t seem to be a robot that was mass murdering civilians. His eyes would gaze on to spot the Golden haired man who appeared to confront them , would he be successful ? –

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Boss Battle : Highest Skyscraper

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– The man would see that he had retreated from attacking and this would cause the Captain to grow impatient and leap into the sky the moment he had backed away to perform another action . He had begun to reveal his true form. –

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– Small feather’s began to descend from the light casted when the Captain transformed , the poles extended outwards and opened up to reveal small tendrils that appeared to be as wings ; The Captain’s head grew two points which extended outwards in a v shape and a large crystal appeared on his head and a large drill at his chest. He would appear to be as a angel would in a sense , even though his hands appeared to be more demonic due to the fact it looked like claws. All of the Crystals that had floated before disappeared ; having been integrated into one which was now on his head –

Swarm Captain [ Transformed ] ” You’ve a tenacious factor I will admit ; but who are you before a god ? ”

– The Now Winged Captain floated upwards and away from the building as his wings covered his own body while they lit up , the tendrils turning completely white before firing at the building itself from the sides and causing it to descend rapidly into the city below . Now Aiden would have to battle with this descending platform or find a way to fly ; it was up to him-

Sieg:
New powers entering the area, the mecha Freedom Wings holding back the robots using it’s energy cannons from the distance in an attempt to give people some hope and time to run, and to make matters worse his opponent had decided to reveal his apparent real form before him, rendering his strategy of eliminating him using one of his cores useless. So much for trying not to charge in like a loonatic, but if anything it was better that there was some distance between them when he transformed…it gave him a few seconds to think of something as he observed him

And plan A has officially jumped out the bloody window…well, so much for playing smart

Finding a weakpoint at this moment was something that would prove quite difficult, first of all because they would have to take the battle to the air and second, because this change wasn’t just a mere physical one. If his calculations were correct, and they usually were, then something more than the energy of those cores combined when they merged with him and quite honestly he wasn’t eager to find out how powerful this machine was. So he thought of something, right before he decided to finish off the structure they stood on

If you are a god…it makes me wonder why you nowhere near the strongest being here

Aiden smirked, clearly being right about this statement because of the many energy signatures in the area…and honestly not caring if what he did was just a silly taunt towards that machine. He did it because it made him happy, he did it because as he felt how the ground collapsed below his feet it made him snicker and look up at the enemy in a new light one that…and that was it, the word light reminded him something. The spotlight was on him right now, meaning that his enemy would never expect an outside strike…and he had the means for one!

Let’s see how much of a god you are when my kunais break through your armor, shall we?

Confident as even Aiden ran towards the edge of the building, jumping at times on fragments of the roof as he finally made his way to the sky as an energy platform formed below his feet. No sooner than he landed he threw an storm of kunais and shurikens towards his opponent, all coated in the same thick energy from the platform below his feet. The attack itself would seem a mere joke to his opponent, but the point was not to harm him. There were a few extra nanites in those shurikens, in those kunais…and Aiden had a good idea of what they would do him once they touched surface. As for the machine?…well…the mecha decided to use a single cannon to fend off the invasion while another aimed upwards

[i]Target acquired…cheesy phrase loaded…hasta la vista buddy…

The machine shot a full powered shot aimed directly at Aiden’s opponent back, aiming for the wings as a means to make it lower to the ground so they could take the fight where the chances of victory would even out a bit. As for why he thought a powerful shot from the mech would work? Well pretty simple…with so many sudden energy signals he figured his enemy sensors would be as troubled as his own, so the presence of another minor signal wouldn’t upset him, at least until it becomes too late

Simo:
L I R Y U

At the time that Liryu was deeply focused on the fight, the flame that was being created in front of her started to aggravate her; considering that all her eyes were able to see was a bright unnecessary light. She growled loudly, much like a rabid wolf going in for its prey as she bared her teeth before grabbing the edges of the building and gracefully hoisting herself up in a handstand position before leaning her legs back and standing straight up. She started to chuckle before she raised her arms and stretched causally before speaking in a rather cheerful voice.

“Oohhh~ Look whoooo it is! How do you like my new look? Enjoyable to look at wouldn’t you agree? And I’d prefer Liryu if you’d be so kind.”

She stated before she placed her fingers under her chin and smiled cutely, looking innocently at him as her pupils turned into dragon like slits as they adjusted to the light in front of her. She snickered and tilted her head at him as if she was a curious animal before she grinned rather mischievously. Her face read that of a psychopathic killer, one of the title that she held. One of pure chaos.

“Here? In this area? I’ve simply come to observe the beauty of this district!~ Isn’t it fantastic! I love it, it’s… artistic.”

However, her attention was pulled over to the dark figure across the way; whom was just observing. Who was he with? He looked as if he was no threat… But, she wasn’t sure. There was one thing for a fact; she wasn’t here to cause any trouble quite yet. If Anything, she was mainly here to absorb the chaos that was there at the moment into her shattered object to be used in the future; which has already been doing so since she came here.

Shadow:

Jaz
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Jaz was unlucky enough to be one of the people on the street when the comet crashed into the city. It took him a while to dig himself out from under all of the dead bodies and rubble but once he did he could see that the city was in absolute ruin. “Alright, who is up there setting the city on fire?” He looked up and saw several pieces of debris falling toward him, using his enhanced speed and agility he quickly dodged the large pieces of debris that had fallen from the sky. After the dust cleared he looked to the sky again to see an enormous battle taking place. Jaz knew he needed to be up there so he prepared to leap onto the nearest tall building when he swore he saw someone in the fire. “Hello!? Are you hurt? Or are you the one that set the city on fire?” The person doesn’t seem hurt which is odd because even Jaz is hurt. He didn’t sense any enormous amount of power coming off this person either so Jaz approached the figure as he would any normal person walking around in a burning city amongst several dead bodies after a comet fell, with extreme caution.

Kiri:

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Liryu.. huh? Hiroaki’s eyes narrowed at the woman who was definitely, without a doubt in his mind, the Dark Lord of Chaos, or perhaps Dark Lady of Chaos was more accurate at this point as Leone had changed himself somehow to being that of the opposite gender; Hiroaki didn’t know how nor could he understand what it was that had drove the Dark Lady of Chaos to appear here. Nor did he care, what he cared about was the fact that she was here and he had a bad feeling that she would soon become involved in matters, something that he could not allow no matter what; which is what had brought him here as the King of Unity, her polar opposite. Hiroaki didn’t enjoy fighting, however, he did know one thing: he wasn’t going to allow interference with the fate that the Alterians were trying to carve for themselves; her presence here represented that potential threat to him and he refused to allow it to continue if he could so help it. Hiroaki’s fist tightened further as his flames burned a little brighter, understanding that if this came to a fight he would have to go into Shattered Mode in order to counter it if he wasn’t careful; she wasn’t an opponent he could let his guard down against after all.

”I will only say this once more, if you decide that you wish to become involved in the matters of the Alterians, I will stop you. I refuse to allow you to cause Chaos here, not in the fate that they have chosen, the fate that they want to live for! Their future, their fate, it is theirs to decide, not yours or mine; and I will protect that!”


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Kasumi on the other hand hadn’t expected to see this place in the straights that it was in, instead of being in the shape that it had in the earlier times, it was in shambles and was ripped apart; this being the place that she had met Grant, sort of, and had gotten to know him at least to some degree. She still felt a bit bad for the outburst that she had released from within the heat of a moment that should never have really mattered in all honesty, if she hadn’t lost her temper so quickly she would never have hurt him at that time and she knew it, but for now she was having to push those thoughts out of her mind as she flattened her ears and looked around about as fast as she could, trying to figure out what the purpose of everything was right now.

Razorbackwriter:
Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District

Ever arrived at a party right at the end and see the destruction and aftermath of those that had been before them? Well, that is pretty much the scene that confronted Grant when he arrived in behind Kasumi at what was once the Tourist district. How much it had changed, it was just so hard to believe. Kasumi and Grant had enjoyed the sites, the convention and even been to a restaurant when the city was brimming with life and colour, sound and music. Now it was like a war zone, with burnt out flaming cars, and smashed shop front windows.

Grant turned all the way around, so he could try and work out just who had caused this, and where the enemy lay. To the untrained eye, it could have been terrorism, but the truth was that this was a war of the worlds. The Terakins versus the Alterains.

Catching up to Kasumi, he placed a hand onto her shoulder to let her know he was right behind her.

“We missed mardi gras?”

~RB~

Fu:
Celtan

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– He kept himself quiet and observant of the situation unfolding ; seeing Liryu speak against Hiroaki while observing the burning skyline . This was amazing to see up close like so , almost as if this was the destiny of mankind itself. Charlie was gone , he was running about on the streets attacking people as it stood : ever moreso decreasing the amount of lives in the area –

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? ? ? ” Conflict returns to Alteria , just like always. ”

– The man who stood vacant on a building all on his lonesome would say to himself . How strange it was , what was he doing or not doing ? He simply seemed to have been on neither side ; but that would instantly shift as he took a dive off the building and onto the ground below and there a large shockwave would be released . It would seem as if he had hit something on the way down. –

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Boss Battle : Burning Skyscaper

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Swarm Captain [ Transformed ] ” How ignorant you truly are ; being a god isn’t always about strength . This is what separates you from me . You won’t defeat me ! ”

– The Robotic being would speak as if triumphant and confident in his skills as the projectiles flew right at him which he easily waved off seemingly with a smacking motion with his wings ; although doing so had caused his wings to be punctured by the projectiles which caused the being to let out a sound of anger. He was not enjoying this anylonger , and not before long a beam stroke his backside , burning off half of his wings and causing the man to come crashing down onto the city below . A small trail of smoke clouds would be continuously release from his back as he fell to his doom –

Swarm Captain [ Transformed ] ” You’ll meet your end one day , I assure you …… Traitor of robotkind ”

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Tourist Square

– The man from earlier would appear here ; standing on a destroyed tank as the Leader of the Robotic Forces , or better known as Yami.EXE the Malfunctioned Portion of the Celestial King of Wisdom was here staring at him ; continually creating more robots with the assistance of the ”comet” which landed which was actually a chamber shaped as a ball with numerous tendrils sticking out of it . All robots could be seen coming out of here in small moderate numbers ; seeing as to how the comet wasn’t so big as to cover the entire street but only a small portion of the center . Kasumi and Grant would be able to fend off the robots and continue to get to the center, Grant’s mark would navigate him towards Yami . But why ? If and once they get there , they’ll be greeted by the Robotic Overlord himself but would first see the tank and the back of the black haired man standing on it’s destroyed body.-

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Yami.EXE:” Drawn to the darkness . Come to me.”

– The Man would await for others to come put an end to Yami , as he himself virtually doesn’t have the special key needed to do such a thing . There was still a way to put an end to this. Better late then never of course. –

Sieg:
Aiden grinned, knowing that his distraction worked this time as his enemy completely forgot about the mecha he was remotely controlling. So it was no surprise that he remained calm the moment that he saw how little effectiveness his kunais had in matter of causing great damage…of course…because the real hit was delivered from another direction. So he watched, a hint of joy mixed also with sadness over what he just did, in the end he knew the other one, his opponent was basicly his equal in many ways, and while he understood from where he came from in terms of standing he couldn’t allow him to continue this mindless destruction, so he watched, muttering back an answer at the defeated opponent

I’m sure someday I will fall…but it won’t be by your hand

The plataform he remained in dissapeard as he too descended towards the ground but only to be caught by Freedom Wings as it flew by his side. From it’s palm the android made a moment of silence for his rival, as Freedom Wings aimed down and shot one last time towards his opponent, a single time to end things and give him a more proper and perhaps quicker one. He just wished things could have been different, that they had tried to communicate with other androids down here before resorting to this tactic…but what was done was done and there was still an invasion to push back. So his head turned towards the other energy signature he initially felt…his head turned towards the very leader of this machines as only one thing got into his mind. The key to stop this was him…and he wouldn’t waste a single second more

Link prepared…full power activated…full offensive mode activated…

He climbed on top of Freedom Wings’s shoulder, holding into it was the mecha flying towards the target, every weapon available at the ready and awaiting only for an order from Aiden to strike. The android awaited, awaited until he was close enough as he deviced a plan at the speed that would put a lightning to shame. He knew something for sure, he needed to attack quickly, come in, dish out all the damage he could towards the enemy and just damage it badly enough to force it into a retreat. He knew he would not eliminate it, but if he could just damage it, that would be all…

C’mon buddy…let’s go to kick some can

He patted Freedom Wing’s shoulder, breathing in deeply as he closed his eyes for a second, trying to set his mind at ease before going full offensive. The words of warning from Oberon still burned in his head, what could happened if he went berserk was something he couldn’t allow, so he decided to set an small counter measure for that in this moment, as he tried to repeat himself that it would be okay even if he wasn’t fully convinced. But it was something he needed to do, it was time to go all in, release the weapon…

Now!

Freedom Wings flew a bit lower for a moment as Aiden jumped from him, taking off at full speed with his blade out the very moment that he touched the ground, deciding that he would test how fast Oberon made him aswell as how at combat he was. So he ran, sprinting through the ranks of mechanical minions as his blade ripped through them while he continued on moving, never stopping as he headed himself for the leader itself. All of this while the mecha took some height and basically fired at full power, aiming directly for the one this machines followed, Yami.EXE…in the end as much as he would like it to finish it off there was too much people close…so first thing first, he was planning to push it back, to use Freedom Wing’s cannon shots to make him focus on him and then come at his new target at full speed and basically hitting with all the force he could muster using his blade, trying to use both his force and momentum to his advantage. If all worked out fine he would back away, in the the last thing he wanted was stay in the vicinity of an enemy that could easily strike back even harder…

Simo:
LIRYU

“Oh calm down would you? I said what I came down to do, trust me. If I were to have done something, it would’ve happened love.”

Liryu stated before she turned her back to him, turning her head over her shoulder and grinning at him before swaying her hips and going to the opposite side of the building. She raised her hand and signaled him to shoo, as if he was a fly. She was highly annoyed that he constantly was on her ass, it wasn’t like she wasn’t all bad 24/7. She had other emotions other than chaos, she could be hungry and turned on as well at points in time. She wasn’t planning on completely destroying this town, for she already absorbed enough chaos from around to be satisfied and to use the gem for later.

“I’m under orders to just.. observe.. And I’d rather not make father mad.”

She said before she rolled her eyes, still extremely annoyed at his actions. He was assuming like usual, on a completely different topic and talking all that stupid heroic shit. She snickered before she spread her wings and forced her wings down, causing the building to shake a bit more but not collapsing. It was so… typical of him to protect these pathetic beings.

“Stop talking all that heroic shit. It’s getting on my nerves. And I would imagine you’d rather not fight. Especially in this wonderful, chaotic town. It would be your stupidest choice yet.”

Shadow:
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The figure Jaz had been yelling at didn’t acknowledge him, Jaz chucked that up to him thinking he was closer to the figure due to his enhanced senses. He continued walking toward the figure but was distracted by something grabbing his leg. Jaz pulled out his sword and swung it at the thing wrapped around his leg. It was the hand of a little girl, her lower half was crushed under debris and she was reaching out for help. Jaz could see that she was beyond help so he put the girl out of her misery. He hated having to do stuff like that but he wouldn’t hesitate to do it again. He continued walking when he was stopped by something or someone falling out of the sky. Jaz moved at incredible speed out of the way of all the debris kicked up by whatever fell. “I have a bad feeling this is about to get interesting.”
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Kasumi had no idea why, where or why, this damned being had come in, where everything had started; why it had started. Everything was a mystery to her, with Grant at her back, asking a question that she didn’t know the answer too, but she didn’t care anymore either, now Kasumi was in shock, looking at everything with a gaze that asked the questions blazing through her mind; why, why were you here? Why are you doing this? What do you want? Who do you want? Why is it that you feel like you can just come in and take away everyone’s happiness?! Kasumi’s gaze didn’t take long to harden into one of anger, her eyes turning into a fiery blaze of determination that burned like a thousand suns.

Kasumi Daisuke: “I don’t know what this is but… Grant, I have to ask you again. Fight with me, watch my back and help me end this. I can’t stand by and allow this any longer!”

Death and destruction, it all blazes to the fore. Kasumi’s determination ignites with a passion!

Kasumi’s flames blazed around her body as she prepared to ignite her resolve, but something made her hesitate again, what would happen if her body couldn’t take the strain of it again? Using Flaming Persona might be a risk, but at the same time what if it wasn’t enough to take this threat on? Kasumi grit her teeth and set her face before her flames wrapped around her form once again, revealing her standing in the same form that she had been only moments back, that form where she had that power; Blazing Genesis. The power of Creation.

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Kasumi Daisuke: “One last time… Blazing Genesis!”

Once the transformation occurred, the flames billowed outwards around her as she mustered her strength to fight; it was all she could do in all honesty. Then, with a flash in her eyes, she hurled herself at the bastards, dashing in and out as she sliced them apart piece by piece. She was holding no quarter for any of the damned robots as she fought her way to the center. It was time to fight, and take on whoever the leader was, however, it seemed that one of the robots had a different plan as it stepped in their way. Kasumi snarled at it, but she kept her cool before charging it.

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Swarm Juggernaut: “You…go…no further!!”

The massive beast of a machine roared at her as she struck, blocking her attack with a powerful swing of its ax, he sent her flying alright; straight into the building. Instead she simply charged right back, only to be blown away by some kind of shield. Kasumi slid across the ground, speaking only once before she shot past.

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Kasumi Daisuke: “You’re in our way! Grant, cover me!”

Kasumi hurled herself into the air as her sword became engulfed in a massive amount of flames above her as she called down, the jump having been to dodge the blasts of energy from the massive robot, this was a revised form of her Final Inferno, but it would have to do as Kasumi aimed her attack at the robot.

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Kasumi Daisuke: “Take everything… I have! Final Inferno Genesis!!”

In the next moments, the juggernaut and the other grunts would have become engulfed in a massive, wide inferno which blazed stronger than any other attack that she had ever unleashed; this one swallowing them up and then melting away at their frames until she stopped and then let herself fall back to the earth, landing with a thud as she let out a grunt and fell to one knee, with the energy blast melding into one large one that was now headed straight for her… her in her most vulnerable state. Would she be hit? If Grant was able to stop that blast of energy… he would have to fend off the robots for a moment longer, but if there was anything Kasumi could be sure of, it was that the man would help her; she had faith in their friendship if anything.


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Hiroaki had the look in his eyes that said he had no bullshit he was tolerating today, but for now he was thinking, even if she was under orders, what was the point going against what he had a feeling she wanted to do; why was the Destroyer giving those kinds of orders in the first place? It wasn’t natural for obvious reasons, he was meant to cause Chaos and reek havoc on the world of Alterus, but if he was ordering his Dark Lords to not cause any trouble and merely observe… that made no sense to Hiroaki. Even under those orders, Chaos is a fickle thing, if you try to let your guard down it can swallow you whole, but that was also something that begot the strongest of bonds.. the strongest of Unity. Hiroaki could feel the strength of a bond below him, and it was something that proved his point, a bond begot from Chaos was always the strongest; and he could take power from it as much as he needed.

Hiroaki: “I know better than to trust Chaos, it’s too fickle a thing, you do as you please. I’m no fool. But there is always one thing that you should note. In times of despair, of chaos, the strongest of bonds are forged; those bonds illuminate the path of those who come after us. I have faith in the new generation, and that is the only reason I am here and not fighting their battles for them. Take it as you please, heroics or not, this is not my destiny; it is my choice to follow this path.”

Razorbackwriter:
Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District

The battle. Oh my god, it was more amazing than Transformers, more dazzling then the Matrix. Wow, could those killer bots move. Course, it was the plucky little foxy mamma that was going into complete fiery meltdown to battle the sons of Tinman, and normally, while Grant always trusted her judgement in a fight, he could see that even she had forgotten the limits of what her powers could do, or rather…pushing the boundaries so hard that she was now a danger unto herself. There was a saying that once you reach the top, you stop. You don’t keep surging up. The fall would be crippling. And so it would seem, for after nodding in affirmation that he would be her back up, he noticed that she had gone too far ahead. Her own injuries would come back to haunt her and for Grant, he simply could no longer sit on the side lines. it was time…for Irasho!

“DUN DUN DAH!” The war cry of Grant as he pulled out his shattered item, the mask. For extra dramatic purposes, he wiggled his eyebrows, his head doing a classic wobble, before he brought the mask down to secure over his face. Crying out and yet laughing at the same time, as the power of the mask took him over, Irasho started spinning like he was his own little tornado. Dodging fire balls and flaming bits of metal that came his way before he finally stopped right in front of the injured kasumi. When he did stop spinning, he was standing wearing of all things….a baseball outfit and his twin swords rocketed out of his back pack turning into the biggest baseball bat you ever did see. He tapped it on his upturned heel, before swinging the bat as he readied himself for the mother of all hits. Chewing tabacoo and you could hear him mutter.

“BATTER BATTER BATTER…SWWWWWWWWWWWWING, BATTER!”

The blast of the fire ball that was coming towards them was like the force of a juggernaut and Irasho brought his arm back before launching into the hit, striking the fire ball of energy with the powered baseball sword bat.

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~CRACK!~

Up up up went the ball of flame….the robots all looking up as a few were darting to get out of the way of the strike path. Grant was already starting a run, and instead of just jumping on each base, he was knocking out robot after robot with the swing of his super sized bat.

It was the baseball game of his dreams….his anime dreams that is.

~RB~

Fu:
Tourist Square

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Shattered Theme

– The Leader of this Invasion would soon take into account that his Swarm Captain has fallen , sighing while seeing shots come at him ; all that ended up curving at the last possible moment due to the redirection fields that was around him making the attacks worthless that were done by the Machine that had defeated his captain or so it seemed . While the male soared through the sky on the Mecha there was one thing he didn’t look for : The remains of the Captain . In the next 3 seconds a large yellow beam would be released from the building to the left of Freedom Wings ; making it so that he would only have a short window of time to attempt escaping but close enough that it’ll cause his nerves to move at a faster rate due to the swift action that had been taken by the enemy , maybe his job was done since more had came onto the scene . The black haired man would watch Kasumi and Grant from the distance as Yami had stopped reacting to him , it would be as if they were ignoring him due to the fact Yami didn’t attempt to fight him knowing the robots would just die from him but why was he not helping ? Most likely due to the fact there were some elements and factors here that did not factor in for such . Yami.exe kept his eyes fixated far off in the distance seeing the flaming-display of two other people who were slowly closing in : One of them had a Shattered Item……. –

Yami.exe” Come closer . Come to me , Child of the False Light . ”

– Why was he so interested ? What reason could there be ? In the span of the next few moments Yami would end up causing his robots to stop their assault , turning into nothing more then dolls at this point . From an inference ; it could be clear that he must’ve been awaiting for a person with an Item , he was intrigued. Very much so…….. –

Sieg:
It was utter chaos right now and anyone would be able to easily tell so, as long as they were in a good enough position or they had some sort of connection to chaos itself. Robotic and organics basicly going at each other with all their might, trying to stop this invasion or either trying to make it succeed. And sadly one of the many beings who was very well aware of all the destruction going around him was the one android who was fighting for the district, the one who was going alongside the mecha in an attempt to meet with the leader of this invasion and try to destroy him…while also trying to focus himself on an objective, as an attempt to not think about what he was doing. For anybody it would seem easy to destroy some machines, because they were that, just machines…but this were equals in some shape of form to Aiden, each time his blade ripped through one of this machines or his sensors picked up them being crushed or burned into melted piles of metal…he honestly felt sightly disgusted in the pit of his stomach. It made him not want to look, to only focus forward…in hopes that without a leader this machines would stop…but even then he knew that for beings like himself things would go only downhill from here if this attack could be stopped, of course the moment he saw how the shots fired from Freedom Wings were just shrugged off like that, that chance seemed unlikely

What the hell?…

A moment of shock it’s all it took for one of the machines to get a hit on him, throw him off his high speed course into the grip of another that never finished getting a hold of him. The defensive protocols again, acting before he could thing as the blade took care of the machine before in, as he basically went through it, and another…and another…until finally he landed again on the ground, his blade bearing the stains of some sort of liquid stored inside the machine’s core, apparently to keep it cooled and also to help with the process of generating energy, a liquid that if you were technical about it could be considered the lifeblood of this machines…that that right now covered a great part of Aiden. He would have felt disgusted, if the moment this took place it was Freedom Wings the next to have been struck.

Dammit, nobody else just wants to drop in and make this more complicated!?

The mecha was fast to maneuver to avoid most of the damage the beam would have caused, but sadly in the process of dodging it lost part of it’s shoulder as well as most of one of the wings and the powerful impact itself caused it to collapse into the ground and a very rough landing. Many of the attacking robots may have taken severe damage and be destroyed by this, but nevertheless the mecha took damage as well…of course not before, thanks to it’s own offensive protocols and Aiden himself, it aimed it’s rifle towards the direction the beam came from, shooting back as the Android made it’s way towards the building the mecha rested against, forcing itself on it’s knee as it raised it’s rifle, while Aiden in the ground held up the arm from where the blade came from. By now even if the attacked showed itself or not it wouldn’t matter…it was getting pretty crowded around Aiden’s position and he began feeling strange…noticing the many dark thoughts that came to his mind, the many way to dismember this machines into nothing

Why are you attacking…why would you do this…

He felt himself panting, his blade sightly trembling as he made an effort not to lunge but it was clear that he was starting to lose it from all of this. He wanted to end this, to make this machines dissapeard into nothingness so he wouldn’t have to face the fact that he was killing his own kind…but then again what difference would it make if he eliminated them all or not? Two organics were wrecking them apart and maybe even fun in doing so, and after this he would be lucky if he could walk during the day without feeling people’s stares on him all because a bunch of psycotic machines attacked this place. The next days for him, just because unlike others was made and not born, would be hell one way or the other and he could do what choose which one to get through. It was this thoughts that ruled on his head, despite his apparent cheerful behaviour…it was these thoughts that went around him right now and combined with the usage of the new combat protocols cause an strange reaction in him…who knows, maybe even the presence of a certain chaotic lady was to blame, maybe or maybe not, but one thing was certain, he just needed a push in the wrong direction, one small tap before he pretty much lost it. And given that he still had Freedom Wings under his command, it wouldn’t be a good thing if he did lost it

I don’t get it…what would be so important for you to do this…

Simo:
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♦LIRYU♦

Liryu, at the time was just simply forcing her wings through the air, slicing the smoke in half around her as she hovered there just simply glaring at him. Her armor and horns glimmering from every direction due to the flames that still surrounded her and the rest of the people in the area. She was obviously, if paying attention; one of those most strange things there. Especially since she had such a huge role in a part of this little thing called destruction and peace. She just looked at him with a completely blank expression as he spoke, almost as if she was in her own little world as he talked on about… god knows what. Of course she didn’t mean to be disrespectful, it just happened to be someone who she despised and didn’t really wish to listen to. She saw his lips moving, but heard practically nothing as the constant clangs and clashes of the other battle that was currently going on echoed through the district. As he finished discussing his little point, she read his lips enough to get where he was heading in order to make her reply to him.

“Oh darling do you honestly think your little bonds can destroy mine with such ease? If you don’t recall, we’re precisely even… It all depends on who lasts the longest. But also.. Keep in mind. There will be chaos where ever there is life. War. Stress. Anger. All of it is a part of life dear~ so whenever you see that giant war over territory go on, or two gods fighting over one side or another… It’ll always be purely.. Aha..Chaotic.

Now if you don’t mind, I need a new seat since my entertainment moved.”

She stated rather darkly before she waved goodbye. And stopped flapping her wings and just dropped down into the air until last minute where she spun around and started to soar off a bit closer to where the robots have moved. It was like a sci-fy movie, but even better since it was right in front of her. Sure, there’s the possibility of being hurt; but why should she worry when petty things like those weapons would barely even scratch her? As she got closer and closer, she once again picked a high up seat, sitting on the burning metal which seemed to have absolutely no effect on her; or she acted that way at least.

Shadow:
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Jaz

In the confusion created by “whatever it was” falling into the city Jaz used this as an opportunity to find cover. He hid behind some large pieces of ruble and examined the figure that had just fallen out of the sky. After the dust kicked up by the shockwave settled Jaz could see the “whatever” was a “whoever”. He whispered to himself, “I hate it when I’m right! This just got interesting.” He could see it was a tall man in all black who didn’t look like someone who could do all this to a city but Jaz knew not to underestimate the people of this world. After assessing all he could in the short time he had he emerged from the ruble and confronted the man in black. “Where does your allegiance lie?” As soon as it left his mouth he felt a bit silly because he didn’t even know where his allegiance lie.

Kiri:
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Kasumi knelt there, her energy far more drained than what she had anticipated it to be considering her body should have already adjusted after using it at least once; she was wrong, this form took so much energy it was staggering, using the Final Inferno Genesis hadn’t helped at all as she had been intending to throw a lot less of the amount of power she had, but for some reason she couldn’t control the output. It drained her intensely because of it; she had the power, she just couldn’t control how much she was throwing out. It would have been different if her attacks threw out too little, that way she knew that it wouldn’t be so draining; no, instead of that it was the opposite, her body opened the facet at full blast instead of just plainly letting her control how much flow.

Grant seemed to be having a ball where he was, so Kasumi pushed herself up and looked to the ground for a few moments while gazing at the flames circulating around her and the city. It was still infuriating to the Kitsune what had happened, why did this bastard feel he had to do all of this? What was driving him? Who was he? Kasumi almost didn’t care at this point, but she felt she had to know who this was and for what reasons she had no idea why. Standing strong, Kasumi set the sword to one side and let flames curl down its form as she began walking straight past every one of the dolls that were the robots; her eyes and hair blazed, those crimson orbs flaming with an anger and determination to end this all.

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“Grant, let’s go.”


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Hiroaki kept his passive look in his eyes, he was simply just being serious here and now and wasn’t too bothered by the change in the woman, it felt to him she was dropping her little facade and though that meant he might need to fight she simply retreated to continue observing on everything that was going on. Hiroaki wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do, or what she was going to do, but his faith was further solidified by the strength of the bond below; it was the bond of people who could stick together and help one another, have each other’s backs and forever stay together as comrades who would assist them in their endeavors that led them down the path of the fate that they chose. Hiroaki didn’t move from his position right away, but in a few moments he did. He lowered himself onto a nearby building, watching as the flames on his forehead ceased their miniature inferno.

Razorbackwriter:

Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District

Nothing could be more crazy, then how Grant or rather Irasho; the crazed masked anti hero. The way in which he skidded into the imaginary home base plate sent up a plume of dust and smoke, which cleared only to show Irasho dressed completely different. The large baseball bat had split and returned to the shape of the twin magical blades that the Queen had given Grant at the very beginning of his quest. He sported a long black leather coat, like the kind worn by a Matrix warrior, and while he may not have been wearing dark shades, his shattered item – the mask had turned into a wicked visage. His eyes were a ruby red colour, one could say blood like, and there was this hideous grin that showed off flashing razor white teeth. But it was not just a mask now, it was almost as though the man known as Grant no longer existed. One thing about this shattered item was…the more you wore it…the more it took over its wearer. Already Grant had shown signs of his personality becoming almost morbid in a sense. Kasumi was often so wrapped up in her own problems, with family and the past that she could have missed the signs of the degeneration of Grant’s very soul.

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While Kasumi walked almost calmly past the lines of what were now dolls, Grant was sniggering. His back almost hunched though his broad shoulders made him seem larger than before. The baseball game with the blazing fire balls was fun, but surely it was not over. There had to be more fighting to come. Kasumi was blazing, her hair almost the colour of fire as she strutted along with her sword almost poised for what would come next, but she merely called out to Grant to leave the battle grounds. Irasho stopped the snicker but he quickly turned and snatched one of the heads of the dolls and with a quick snap with his hand the head popped off, with sparks and wires poking out of the neck. He couldn’t be blamed for wanting to leave a headless gift for whoever ordered the attack.

But as he fell in behind Kasumi, a voice was heard….calling…

Yami.exe” Come closer . Come to me , Child of the False Light . ”

Irasho turned his head then looked to see this…Yami character who was not even fighting by the looks of it….just staring.

Irasho placed a hand to his chest, and then in a voice reminiscent of De Niro, Irasho said back.

“Are you talking to me? Huh? Are you….talking…to me?”

~RB~

Fu:
Tourist Square

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Yami : ” What a splendid appearance for the true nature of the powers of this false light . Very……….. very terrifying your powers truly are . I need to see more. ”

– Yami stared at the male as he responded by asking if he was being spoken to , which made the Robot walk slowly towards Grant and ignored the Robot as he seemingly struggled within himself . The air around him grew much more dense as he gotten closer before he changed his appearance as he scanned the male before him before his body cracked to reveal a slimmer figure with the same bodily build as him with longer hair and a blade in his hand . –

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Shattered Theme

Yami : ” Visual Assimilation complete…… This body feels so much more refined and slim. Now , let me see your power up close…”

Name : Yami.exe

Race : Celestian

Power : Transcendant Robot Physiology

Age : ? ?

Danger Level : Robot Deity

– Yami’s grinned shone in this new face ; quickly running towards Grant with his blade to attack him downwards if it landed. However it was odd , the Deity of a sort did not move with a crazy insane speed or anything that would be expected of a god with such tremendous sensations about him. One could or would infer that this was all a game to him , he could’ve moved much faster. Was he testing the male ? –
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– Rain began to pour over the burning city ; as if signaling the ending of the robot invasion , but was it really ? More people entered the area ; one coming up to the black haired male who had landed from a building high up above without knowing who he was . The Vampire male known as Ori Ventrue would look at the male who spoke to him , before he spoke in a soft voice and uttered to him. –

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Ori Ventrue : ” My allegiance is with the world. I am here to observe and since that is my duty I can’t interfere.”

– He meant just that , he couldn’t do anything but watch . This was no longer his world to protect on the front lines as he had done his duty quite a long while back , but that did not mean he didn’t care for the world . He knew when others had to replace him here , the people of the past sown the seeds for this future ; with Strong roots that will build into something marvelous in the future if allowed to take that path by the guiding hands of the past. Somewhere off in the distance Ori spotted a white haired boy who moved at very high speeds towards the people in the square .-

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Charlie : ” How fast does this thing go- Whoah ! ”

– Random soldiers yelled at him , having not realized he was there as well as not being a part of Law enforcement he easily hijacked one of their vehicles without even knowing what he was doing . And off he went ; moving at an extremely fast speed towards the square where the others were . His upper body were elevated as his face showed an expression of pure adrenaline and excitement followed by the pumping thrill of moving so fast he didn’t know where he was going until he got there …… All in one piece or not. –

Hellgate Prison – Interior.

Hellgate Prison : Interior
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– In the Six Path which was hidden beyond observation ; one would find themselves entering the hidden pathways in the Prison Structure ; overseeing the rest of the Blocks as well as the Prison Warden and his respective staff’s lounging area and patrolling grounds . This place is filled with mechanical contraptions filled with video cameras , bots and various traps for intruders however for the most part they are in ruins . Someone , or something had done this. You can say , the Biggest Evil lies within somewhere at the root of this place.

 Fu:
Re: Hellgate Prison : Interior
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” Red Alert ; Red Alert – File out and restrain all hostile threats . I repeat ; File out and restrain all hostile threats . Failure is not a option. Cell Block 2 should be most secure as there are troops already sent but to be careful still dispatch a group there.”

– The remaining guards would file out from their last safe chamber ; a group of 20 soldiers ready to apprehend anyone who resisted them and as they knew before their departure that they were the last unit in Hellgate they weren’t going to slack off one bit . They had knowledge of those who came to assist and applauded them for their efforts deep in their hearts , as they continued to file out their gear were the only things keeping them alive and aware of their own situation as the infared goggles kept them able to see in this obsidian darkness with no other options available but their valor to keep them moving forward they held no other motive to keep them going . They wanted to keep the prison safe , but it wasn’t long before the units had split up into groups of 4 , with 5 Soldiers in each group . As the group split they would each go in a different direction ; with each one going towards one of the first four hallways leading to the cellblock . –

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First Unit

– Their voyage moved on quite nicely , having not encountered much of a problem at first glance and it would stay this way until they neared the back entrance of the First block , but soon they would find a black haired male in a suit standing in front of them with a dead guard in his hand and a sharp object in the deceased’s head. –

First Unit Captain :” Drop the Guard and put your hands above your head ! Any form of resistance or disobedience will be seen as a act of aggression and we will fire immediately.”

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Celtan : ” I don’t take orders . ”

– The Man pulled the pen out of the male’s head and threw it directly at the helmet of the Captain ; penetrating it’s head and piercing the left eyeball of the male ; leaving him in great pain and agony while he attempted to regain his composure , something easier said then done . Within that moment of pain the other Soldiers began to fire , but their bullets would end up carving themselves deep into the Guard’s body that Celtan still held , further desecrating the body as it was riddled with those bullets. Once the raining barrage of bullets ended Celtan’s fish slowly became visible near the sides of the Unit’s formation and both devoured the heads of the two on the side , leaving only the Wounded Captain and the two Guards in the back of the formation shaking . –

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Celtan :” Now.. Shall we play ? ”

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Second Unit

– The Second Unit’s moved quiet peacefully down their hallway but they didn’t let down their guard even so , but as their patrol continued towards the second Cell block they would find a mass of dead guards just laying upon the now stained passage-way. Seeing this display they would continue moving forward, propping their guns up to be sure they didn’t let their guard down. They continued their walk , finding that there was a turn to be taken in a few more steps , taking that turn they would find a male at the end of the hall . Within his hand was a disembodied head , and a body that would fall lifeless to the floor ; clearly having been attached to the head as the spine itself would be seen still held firmly to the underside of the head itself . The male was wearing a gas mask and had a severe burn mark on one of his eyes ; a indication that something had happened in the past that wasn’t able to be healed easy. There was a second person on the scene , a female that would appear standing behind the male himself. –

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Second Unit Captain : ” Fire with no restraint ; he’s clearly one of the criminals let free . Don’t stop until he’s down ! ”

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– The Moment the Male turned over to look upon them he kicked the gun that was held by one of the fallen guards up and shot out a bullet which would ricochet off the walls, one of them killing a guard on the side and not before long a black shroud surrounded that male’s body and he was revived as a embodiment of chaos and would soon begin firing randomly at the other guards ; and not before long whoever was shot would end up being infected as well and the process would continue until they were all dead. However the soldiers would continue to keep coming , this wave being the guards that have been already present but choosing now to come and attack full force on the pair. –

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Leilia : ” I got this Master Leone ”

– Without another word wasted the up to recently silent female would’ve kicked herself into gear and initiated her full on assault on the guards as they came to attempt pouncing them in this tight chamber , a full on firefight which was flawlessly executed and a perfect count of precision shots and not a single bullet wasted the hallway which was once full of guns firing was now dead silent as the symphony of bodies hitting the ground now came to an end –

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Third Unit

Third Unit Captain : ” This is 3rd Division Captain calling in for confirmation of location of other units ? Over. ”

Fourth Unit Captain : ” We are here and within proxcimity of the next area ; over ”

Third Unit Captain : ” The silence means they must be under fire or have been eradicated, let this not hinder our progress onwards . We are reaching the checkpoint in a mom- ”

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? ? ? ” You shall not…….. pass.”

– As the Unit attempted to finally reach the secondary base in which governs the area where the Cell blocks intersect something had blown it up , rising from the fire would be a group of ”kids” . Only one of them would be holding a gun , a handcannon if you will . At that moment the Guards had opened fire after a small period of shock that such kids would do such a thing , such a violent act. What came next was the kids seperating and pouncing the guards in such a rapid movement unseen by the untrained eye. The radio that they had kept on would soon be picked up by the leader of the small squad , the male with snow white hair and once he had turned on the radio he would press the button to allow himself to speak –

? ? ? :” Hellgate is coming to an end….. ”

Fourth Unit Captain : ” Who is this ? ”

? ? ? :” My name ? You can call me the Bringer of the Dawn…. The Dawn of Darkness. ”

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Fourth Unit — Final Unit standing

– The Final Unit of 5 would continue moving forward, slowly becoming more concerned of the dangers that continued to rise ; how would they continue onwards ? Unknown to the Unit , in the next turn would be precisely where the Anti-God Gizora would spawn . How would they manage ? Darkness and Destruction was making Hellgate it’s Female Dog so to say. Nothing was looking well on the side of justice. Slowly but surely, the Moon would sink and the Sun would come to herald in a new age. –

Siege of Hellgate Arc Complete —-> Dawn of Darkness

 Razorbackwriter;
Re: Hellgate Prison : Interior
Hellgate Prison : Interior

The final five unit had no idea the dangers that lie ahead as the darkness was now starting to rise. Of all the creatures that could possibly await them as they turned the corner, they never would have envisioned that the very heart of all darkness was awaiting them. The walls and floor…the ceiling were all dripping in a foul substance that looked like blood but smelt vile like rotting corpses that had been in the sun for a week. Each step taken forward coated the shoes or boots worn by the unit and the gunge was at least five inches deep. There would be no actual physical beings to be seen at first. Though some may try to shine a light ahead to gauge the danger, their lights were snuffed out as crackles of electricity zapped and played havoc with their equipment. A low droning sound, like all power being sucked away by some force, was soon to be replaced by another.

One of the leaders, who held his gun forward could then feel something grab hold of his weapon. The force of this was enough for the leader to shudder and vibrate as the gun started to fall apart piece by piece. All the while the air thinned as though being sucked out of the corridor itself. This was all to make the unit members clutch at their own throats as they fought to breathe. If they turned to run there were five angelic looking creatures that appeared behind them. All of these were beautiful girls that were pouting at them sadly, as though they were feeling sorry for the troop. Was this an illusion of not getting enough oxygen?

A low and dark laugh came from the darkened expanse ahead, enough to make the unit turn away from the sad angels, who all were shape shifting in behind them now to scantily clad devil bitches. Licking their lips as though waiting for the chance to make their move. Course, Gizora loved more than anything to toy with his victims.

His jaw slackened, as he released a foul and terrible gas like cloud from his mouth, that swept all around the five that were standing before him, practically shitting themselves. The vapour like cloud swept around all the five, as though like lost souls that were seeking to get away from Gizora. They whistled and cried as they moved faster and faster till it became a blur of white lightning like energy that smashed through each and every solider, burning out their insides, as the skin on their faces melted off. Eyeballs turning into runny goo that ran down their white cheek bones, discoloured and vile. They were dying the worst possible death. Like marshmellows in a fire. Their screaming bodies falling in a pathetic heap, while the devil girls danced in the background. All extensions of the Destroyer. He was theatrical if anything.

~RB~

 Fu:
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Hellgate Prison : Interior

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Fran:” Awesome !”

– How odd it would’ve seemed that Charlie’s persona rubbed off onto Fran , but even then Fran was known for being crazy but not act like he was a child but that persona began to mend with him after all this time so now Gizora had both worlds within one person ; the Youngest Dark Lord . Fran would ride the bear further forward after Gizora had done what he had pleased to the Final troop of Guards ; leaving only one man left in this Building somewhere…. The Warden ; wherever and whoever that might’ve been . The Two and the Bear would make their way upon the turn and look down a long narrow hallway. It would seem to lead to the inner core of the Prison itself. If Gizora had used his senses he would be able to sense 4 other people in the other hallways and nothing standing in their way but a mechanical gate which was positioned a few feet away from them .-

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– It was up to the Two to decide how to progress ahead , and now…………. To the other areas. –

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Route 1

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Fallen Prison Theme

– The Male Celtan stood surrounded by lifeless bodies that held not a single drop of fight within them , fully done in so that meant it was time to move onwards. Celtan continued his walk , finding himself walking along a metal pathway and across various reactors. At the end of his trail he found himself in a engine room ; it would seem that this was where the Cell Block’s reality were fabricated . The Reality Core . –

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– The room was not as spacious as it would’ve been assumed , the power within this Core was highly concentrated and dense. The Prison will truly come crashing down in a manner of minutes if one just trashed the engine room . But first, Celtan struck his fist into the Core and caused it to malfunction ; several monitors would come online to show the problems that had arisen from the moment of contact –

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Computer Systems:” Warning ; Warning ; Fabricated Realities are subject to termination ; I repeat – Fabricated Realities are subject to termination . Structure destabilizing ”

– Several red lights would go off in numerous chambers leading to the Core room, but this path however was hard to find , as the other paths were leading easily to the Warden’s office . Who would get there first ? –

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Route 2

– Nothing of interest has been going on since the fire fight besides the ringing of the red lights –

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Route 3

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???:” It’s time .”

– The White Haired Boy would say as he noticed the red lights and the announcement being said at that moment in time warning people about the changes in the prison . The Male pulled out a phone and dialed someone – most likely a ally of some sort – and upon their inquiry on the nature of the call upon picking up the boy would reply with haste –

???:” There’s only one reason why I would call you . The Mission is nearing success ; bring the Dreadnaught-Class battle ship down in a couple of minutes for medium-sized extraction upon my order got it ? Stay on standby . ”

– The call ended but the message was sent , the ship loomed over the dawning horizon , hidden by the clouds –

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 Razorbackwriter;
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Hellgate Prison : Interior

To get to the very center of the Prison would mean having to break through various security systems. The likes of which Gizora had not encountered before. Sure, he was easily able to dismantle a weapon, but as they came to the next corridor, a metal like blast door with computer code was blocking their way. With Fran bringing up the rear on his battle bear, Giz glanced back and pondered if such a beast could break the door down. Give the Dark lord something fun to do. Might be amusing to see the bear knock itself out if it tried.

Instead, Giz ran his large sharpened claws down the exterior of the metal door, causing the most ungodly sound imaginable. Like nails on a black board multiplied by a thousand. For those on the other side, it would be enough to let them know that a door like this was not going to hold back the destroyer for long.

The first thing he did was rip off the control panel that had a light display on it, causing sparks and small crackles of electricity to come shooting out of the hold. Staring at the hunk of wires and computer chip board, Gizora threw it over his shoulder with a loud hmmph! He stared at the door again, and then yanked on another wire, only for a second blast door to be activated. This came down faster than a bank teller’s control grid. The fact it was so fast made Giz grunt. Bastards. They had to go and make this difficult.

So with both fists, he plunged them at the doors, causing the very floor to quake beneath his taloned feet. Massive dents appeared on the other side, and no doubt whoever was on the other side would know that they didn’t have much time. Fury grew as the doors held their strength, and so the Destroyer’s arms bathed in a bluish flame, so hot that it would easily melt lead.

Again and again, he smashed at the door, till finally he created a massive hole, that showed off the four idiots on the other side.

“KNOCK KNOCK!”

He waited for them to answer his riddle.

~RB~

 Fu:
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Hellgate Prison : Gateway

– The Soldiers began to shake in fear and attempt to back up while shooting their guns , however it would seem as if they were shooting purely out of fear and nothing further . Their fear had messed up their talents as sharpshooters and through that fear it had made them loose their chances of escaping the fury of the Destroyer . The Bear ran instinctively towards the Door and pounded like the Destroyer knew it would and where was Fran ? Nowhere to be seen until he appeared dragging a naked body across the hallway , but his hair had returned to a shade of white ; What was the purpose ? Possibly Fran had went to sleep and allowed the other Persona to take over for this point in time . –

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Charlie:” One two three ; One two three ; Why is this naked Corpse much heavier then me ! ”

– Charlie could be seen wearing the same uniform as the guards , as if he adored the appearance but also it seemed to have looked quite nicely upon him but that would’ve also meant he held no quarrels with changing out in the open . Peculiar but also to be expected . Charlie would spin in place holding the body and throwing it through the hole ; aiming at the group of people who began to send bullets flying . This resulted in them riddling the corpse with bullets ; shooting off even……. his delicates . –

Charlie:” The Ground is all clear for you Master Gizora ! ”

 Razorbackwriter:
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Hellgate Prison : Gateway

One thing that can be said about the Destroyer was he actually had a very good sense of humor…just in a bad way. As much as he favored Fran, he had this little happy place in his heart for the wild and childish Charlie. It was odd, that in the Destroyer’s moment of smashing down the double blast doors, that Fran must had gone to sleep. Purposely, or not this allowed Charlie to re emerge….and what a return. Dressed now in a uniform that matched that of the guards, he sung out a riddle, that the Destroyer knew the answer too.

“Bahahahahaha. Charlie, it’s because the fat fuck ate too many donuts!” A broad grin displayed rows of razor sharp teeth, all gleaming as his lips drew all the way back. Gizora continued to laugh as Charlie spun the hapless body through the hole right into the direction of the wave of bullets that the guards were now firing. This gave the Destroyer perfect cover as the body took all the hits. It was practically dancing in the doorway as it was being blown apart. Even his penis went a flying. Blood spewing out of every hole and orifice. With the ground now clear, Gizora charged in, his horns blazing with fire as were his fists. Heads…popped off as he ripped through the four guards that were trying to flee for their lives. One guard was impaled on his gun, another….oh man, the Destroyer took his grenade off his belt and rammed it up his ass, before throwing him into an adjacent corridor.

~BOOM!~

“Come on Charlie….time to get to the center of this shit hole and give them HELL! Just my kind of Hell.”

Covered in blood and guts, the Destroyer couldn’t be happier.

~RB~

Fu:
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Hellgate Prison : Gate Way ==> Warden’s Office

– The Boy began to run down the hallway until it reached it’s end ; the Bear following and hopefully the Anti-God did as well . Once reaching the end which wasn’t further away anymore due to the distance they had made ; they would find themselves at a intersection which lead to a Office-room which most likely had to belong to the Warden of the Prison. Inside however ended up being a blood stained room filled with the stench of death and decaying organs . At the edge of the room however laid two people ; a Man and a Woman. –

Charlie:” Peeplezzz ! ”

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Reunion of Gizora’s Forces

Dark Lord Leone :”…….. You smell like the Destroyer . Does this mean he’s here to bring Hell to this Prison ?”

– The man said in a straight forward manner before returning to silence and looking out through the glass of the office . The shapely Female walked in front of him and spoke in his stead as he went onto the duty of cleaning his gloves of blood. The signs of organic mush scattered across the ground was a sign that he had gotten extremely messy just a few moments ago. –

Leilia :” Who is this person ? ”

Dark Lord Leone :” I don’t think I remember , but he does also smell like Fran . But he didn’t talk like that or look like that .”

– Charlie’s hair slowly shifted from the white colorization to black for a brief second and threw a physical implication through his brain to Leone’s and it was within that moment the Dark Lord of Chaos had came to the conclusion that it was Fran ; a longtime friend and ally the Dark Lord of Insanity and the Physical representation of Gizora’s premature mentality. –

Charlie / Fran : ” The Group is all assembled ! This Bear here is Onryo …… Or was. ”

– The Bear would let out a muffled noise within it’s closed lips and make circles around the three in the office . The group went into silence until the next person had shuffled in ; which would be Celtan. –

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Path 1’s Ending

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– Celtan would arrive at the end of the hallway after finishing up his business in the Engine room and starting up the countdown to destruction of the Prison , once there he would enter the Prison to find the others ; since he was born from Gizora he was able to ascertain who these people were through their link , as well as having the strongest connection to Gizora since he was made from a bit of her Brain and within that it would regenerate until it had formed Celtan ; more known as the Brain of Gizora and the Smartest one of the Spawns . –

Celtan:” Hello , you all. Is this everyone from Terakus or are there more coming ? Besides Father himself of course , however I know he’s on his way very soon .”

Leone :” I know the D-Gen Squad are still on their way , the formation of children who had helped started up this riot before you came . Your assault was the final push to allow the formers to succeed .”

Celtan : ” What was the Leader’s name ? ”

– The Door opened once more allowing the Captain of those troops in , and he would answer the inquiry himself ; doing so in a quite cheerful tune as he could see the results of his hard work has paid off and everything came together just as he had thought it would .-

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???:” The Name’s Luke ; Luke : The Ambition of Gizora . Don’t ask what I just said , I didn’t stutter and I NEVER repeat myself. * Beep Beep* Oh it seems our transportation has arrived. ”

– What he had meant was the ideals of people going out to do what they set out to do , it had became it’s own person and this person was the most diabolical person when it came to tactics and planning ; second only to Celtan since he of course was the brain itself . Luke had the size of a child but the thought processes of a tyrant and a successful one at that. Of course since Celtan had heard what Luke had said , all this information would transfer over to Gizora’s brain . Outside of the Office would be the other children who were following Luke and of course since all this time had passed some large sound could be heard above , and Gizora should be near to the Office and entering when having finally made it. The Entire Family would be assembled once so. The beep was the sign that someone had called him but he of course ignored it since he knew who it was ; their way out of the prison. The Ship was hovering over the prison , getting ready to blow the roof off the prison to extract who it needed to.-

Razorbackwriter:
Re: Hellgate Prison : Interior
Hellgate Prison : Gate Way ==> Warden’s Office

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It was the coming together of all the parts, all the factions. Each having made their way through the prison to be reunited in this spot. Entering the office right after Charlie, and his battle bear – who in reality was the Dark Lord Onryo, the Destroyer sized up each of the group, one at a time. First of course, there was Dark Lord Leone and the female Leilia. His sense of smell off Charlie served him well. Gizora pinched a piece of muscle off his own shoulder before flicking it off like it was a speck of dust.

Charlie or rather Fran – as it was growing hard to tell with his hair fluctuating back and forth from white to black was more than happy to announce that the group was now assembling. And about bloody time too. With the ship now hovering over the prison ready to extract those that were waiting below, it was time to unleash a certain type of hell.

Luke made his almost all too cheery entrance, after Celtan inquired as to who the leader’s name was. Luke said his name twice and that was going to be the last time it was said by him. The wonderful part of having all these beings that were in fact extensions of the Destroyer himself, he was able to easily harvest all of their knowledge. An influx of memories, plans, conversations and facial recognition of up to a thousand souls that all worked for the Terakins.

“Gentlemen…and of course ladies.” The Destroyer started. “I think we pretty much gave the Alterian idiots a small show, but now it’s time for the final encore.”

Lifting his head the Destroyer snorted loudly as he raised both fists at the roof and you could see the metal and steel buckling and warping.

It gave clue to the officers on board the ship to blast the roof off, to allow all to be brought up to the ship to make way for the next phase of the operation.

~RB~

Fu:
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Hellgate Warden’s Office

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Luke : ” Father ! You’ve come just in time , our transport has come .”

– The shaking motion erupted suddenly as Luke spoke, a strange noise grew louder and louder before it became clear what had happened. The office and the floor above it was being ripped clean off the prison by hooks laced with materials that were fitted for this exact purpose . The two other Dark Lords bowed respectfully to the Destroyer as he arrived, Leone done moreso then Charlie as he hopped over and hugged the Destroyer but of course the Brain of Gizora ; Celtan would bow his head in respect to him as well as he had nothing but respect for his Parent. The roof would open up by Luke instead , taking his Father’s gesture as indication . The boy had a handy gun after all , and it held quite the punch. –

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– The ship would slowly ascend the detached office from it’s roots so the people inside wouldn’t have to move . Another reason for having pulled the structure off it’s initial area was so that the extraction would also take the escape criminals who all stood along one another on the destroyed roof of the prison .-

Charlie : ” That’s a giant ship ! ”

Leone : ” This is going to get some used to. ”

Leila : ” You’ll be fine m’lord .”

Celtan : ”This is family huh ? ”

Luke : ” Well then , shall we board ? ”

[TC ]

The Hidden Curse – The Kingdom of Wrath : PD

Had the Cat witch pushed to hard and fast too soon?  Maybe Katrina does have nine lives after all.

Kiri:  

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Sayaka had simply watched the woman with that same gaze, a gaze of someone who was impossibly serene. The look of someone who had suppressed their emotions to such a point it nearly killed them as a person. Sayaka didn’t change that look till an eyebrow raised at the woman’s comment and her chanting. She didn’t particularly understand, nor really care, what this woman was supposed to be to her, or at least, she didn’t care what the woman thought she was worth to Sayaka. Then as it finished Sayaka felt something she hadn’t in a long time, and it hit her like a bus without warning. Her left hand shot to her temple just before it ended up taking over, tensing up for a split second before it took over. A twisted grin took over only moments before her right hand rose up in a motion that was almost questioning, her fiery golden eyes glowing brightly.

“Truth..? Heheh, overrated! It’s so much more fun to lie, cheat, steal! To kill is the be-!”

Sayaka’s hand gripped her head once more as she wrenched out of that wretched curse’s grip. Sayaka stood quietly, holding her head quietly with her eyes hidden now behind that long hair, but her hand was still in motion as the sound of snapping fingers filled the air. The moment that sound resonated through the air, the earth erupted with three black jagged rocks that all stopped inches from the woman’s neck. Sayaka wasn’t kidding around, the Black Earth having dissipated the surrounding blaze of power the moment it stopped, especially if she was using Black Earth and not her sword. She dropped her hand before looking up once more, with that same cold, icy gaze; however this one blazed with true anger.

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“If you intend to play a joke like that again… I’ll rip your heart out and bury it in a tomb of Black Earth so that it never rots.”

 

 

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle.

All that theatrics and green mist. The song and the dance were all to do exactly what Katrina hoped it would. In order to slip beneath the calm facade of the Princess of Wrath, she needed to get right under her skin and tease the very beast like you would with a worm on a hook. Appeal to her darkest desire, which of course was to fight. Bring her up and show her to the room, that mystery that plagued Katrina’s mind. It was cold and calculated. Start with a bit of mischief and then turn the game on its head in a blink.

And…it worked.

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The witch was willing to gamble with being attacked as that came with the territory. A game of cat and mouse, but who was the cat and who was the mouse. Like a ripe opening flower, the beast had awoken and that smile was a dead giveaway that the mask had slipped. The voice to come was not the true one of the Princess of Wrath, it was the hidden enigma.

“Truth..? Heheh, overrated! It’s so much more fun to lie, cheat, steal! To kill is the be-!”

“YES!” The witch roared in triumph as the power she was charging grew from the telling of the truth. To the creature that we know no name for, truth was overrated. This one thought that to lie, cheat and steal were the fun things in life. Deceit, deception, betrayal. For that glorious moment, the mask was gone and then the Demon launched a blistering attack, that sent great black jagged rocks hurtling for the witch’s throat. But did the witch flee? No, she stood her ground and pulled her chin back so that the rocks could easily pass straight through and sever all her critical veins, thus ending her right there and then. Proud?…no.. This was not about Pride at all. it was about being right.

But just as the rocks may well split her head from her shoulders, they blasted into fine rock and simply fell back to the ground as the Demon of Wrath reigned in her power. She dropped her hand, but the look of pure and unadulterated anger was still in those cold haunting eyes.

“If you intend to play a joke like that again… I’ll rip your heart out and bury it in a tomb of Black Earth so that it never rots.”

All the green mist and sparkles dissipated, as both had shown their hands. But if you think that Kat was terrified, or fearful at this point, she reacted totally differently to what even Sayaka would have imagined. The cat like charm was returning, the witch’s curiosity sated.

“I had to see for myself if it were true, and you proved to me that you are more than worthy of being my Mistress. A test…nothing more. I shall be honest with you, as you have been with me.” The woman’s wand shrunk back and she placed it in her ear, before she morphed back into the domestic looking cat. The black cat shivered from her front paw to her tail, and then scampered towards the throne, only stopping two feet away to bound up and onto the Demon’s lap. Here, she purred and settled down to sit.

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~RB~

 

Kiri:

 

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Sayaka had to give the cat props for her courage, ticking off a Princess of Wrath took guts, especially when she was of the quieter sort and not so hot-headed as the others before her. No, she was not like that at all, in fact she was more dangerous because of it; she had the calm disposition to think through her actions and what she was doing, planning and plotting into things that could take down even the strongest of targets. Battle was nothing more than a game of chess, and if you couldn’t stay calm enough to plan, then you lost; and with losing came one dangerous consequence: you died.

Sayaka heard the triumph in the cat’s voice, and it made her want to rip the woman’s head from her shoulders without a second thought, even if she had already reigned that anger back into straights, placing that icy mask back into its original position once more. She didn’t speak until she sat down, or that had been the plan anyway, as it seemed that the cat had more to say to the Princess of Wrath. She could tell the creature wasn’t fazed by the threat and that was fine and dandy, didn’t make it any less true at all. Sayaka’s eyes burned with calculation and an icy type of fire, that fiery gold looking almost like a sun in itself in this darker light. Sure, her servants knew better than to mess with her typically anyway, they never knew when she might finally snap and lose all control over her emotions that she had. Hmph.. as though that would happen.

Sayaka watched, and listened to the cat, with a calm, but definitely keenly analyzing gaze which showed that she was now on guard around the woman. After all, she’d forced that Curse to take hold of Sayaka, unleashing a bout of primal insanity. That’s the secret of one reason why Sayaka hasn’t ever been seen using her flames, not that she needed them; the curse laid upon those flames caused her to go into a more primal state, throwing her sanity and cognitive ability out the window and setting her into an instinct run state. She didn’t swat the cat away, much as she would have loved to do so, no, instead she simply looked down at her with a rose eyebrow once more. Wondering just what her entire purpose was with Sayaka.

”Mistress.. hmph, you’re a confident one; but that can be a good trait in a Kingdom like this. So, what was the whole purpose of that test, what was your purpose in revealing the curse which restricts me so?”

Did you expect her to ask any other question really? After all, the cat had just unleashed a secret Sayaka hadn’t revealed in years. Though, at least she didn’t have anyone else to have seen it, even if it would have further reinforced their fear of her; showing even she had a sense of insanity and destructive impulse. She was Princess of Wrath, and even if this was her persona now, that didn’t mean she wasn’t like everyone else.

 

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Oh but Kat was a confident one. So confident in fact, that she shape shifted to her cat like form and took up residency upon the Demon’s lap. The way she glanced up with those eyes of hers as if waiting to see if Sayaka would flick her off in another bout of released anger, or hold it in. Keeping that mask down intact now. It was yet another gamble that the cat was willing to take. Bold and determined. She had got exactly what she had sought and her exhibition was a game to see if the Princess would take the bait. No man would have gotten away with such a ploy. It took a creature that was a true hunter and willing to bet her life on what she believed.

“The whole purpose of that was to see what you could become, and the whispers all pointed to it. I wanted to know for sure, your Highness. My journeys across the realms have lead me to see things, things that all pointed to greatness. But with greatness there is always a price. You have yours. You seek control and that is why you wear the mask of ice cold calm. But if one were to get fired up, then there would be a battle royale to control the flames.”Though the cat had not seen the walls of flames and power that went with it, she was clairvoyant enough to know that this power brought with it a curse unseen till now.

The cat used it’s head to try and get under the Princess’s hand to show affection once more. “You would have no respect for me, if I was a simpering little cat. Sure, I can comfort you in the cold of eve and catch your rats, but I have my own powers and foresight that could be of use to you.” The cat’s gold eyes illuminated as she said this.

“I needed to show you my truth, so that I could gain your trust. A bit reckless perhaps, but you would expect nothing less. Am I right?”

The cat spoke in such a way that she was trying to make her point known. She did not wish for the Princess’s destruction, nor to challenge her throne. This was about seeing past the mask, knowing what lay behind…..and perhaps in a way, helping her. If the Princess could see it that way.

“We are all at war within ourselves, my Lady, but an alliance of minds may ease the burden.”

 

~RB~

 

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Sayaka had to admit, the cat was definitely smart about how she decided to go about this conversation now. Instead of risking ticking off the Princess, instead she was using her head and trying to stay on better terms. Making a powerful ally in doing so. Sayaka let out a small sigh as she ran a hand through her long crimson hair, only to set it down on top of the cat’s head and began to rub her head softly like she had before the whole incident.

Sayaka had to agree with the points that the cat was making st the moment. Perhaps the cat was just what she needed to break this damnable curse… to have control once again.. to be able to defeat those who were beyond her reach at this moment. Though she could still use those flames, they’d cause her to be thrown in a battle royal for control against the curse. Leading to a dangerous inner battle that may end with her death spiritually.

“I think I see your point here. Hmmm…. well… welcome aboard is all that I can say. After the war, I think it’s time I started getting back what’s mine. My power. My soul. My fire.”

 

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It could have all gone pear shaped. Though the cat spoke with a wisdom that came from thousands of years walking the realms, the Princess might have taken it all as foolishness and ripped the cat up by the scruff of the neck to feed to her hounds. Thankfully, the Demoness did listen. The cat spoke in a calm and concise manner that was in no way threatening, but more to explain why she did…what she had done. In order to gain respect, you needed to show your colours. Be willing to take what was coming, good or bad. The added show of affection towards the Princess, which came natural for a cat sealed the deal that the cat spoke true. Why walk the path alone, when you could have someone beside you, that not only had your back but had seen the dark side of the Princess and not fled in terror. As much as it could be the scariest thing imaginable, it took a great deal to ruffle her fur.

Cats think differently to most other creatures. They have a predator like instinct, and see themselves as being above the likes of dogs and in some cases humans. Humans like to think that they are the Masters, when it is very much the other way around. Since the dawn of time, cats have been revered and even used as figure heads for the gods and the great Pharaohs of Egypt. They must have cottoned on early as to their spiritual significance. Painted and carved onto stone for thousands of years, till the time when religion painted them as something evil. In fact, had it not been for the mistrust of the Europeans in the dark ages and beyond, there may never have been a black plague. That was the price man paid for his folly and distrust of cats.

Katrina’s eyes showed a very old soul beneath. Sure, in her bipedal like form she appeared youthful and vivacious. The reality was a very very old woman. Being a cat in form had many advantages. Not to mention the nine lives that went with it. The only problem. Curiosity. It was this same curiosity that brought her to Wrath in the first place, and she was willing to be one of her lives that what she understood to be a rumor, was in fact true.

Rubbing her head to the Princess’s hand it was almost like the deal was struck between them. A way of bonding. The cat then marked the Princess’s skin with the glands in her cheeks, as though marking her territory. From this moment on, the cat would serve the Princess faithfully regardless of the price she may pay.

Kat was welcomed with little word, except that Sayaka put forward that it was now time for her to get back what was truly hers.

Her power, her soul and of course, her fire.

Leaping off the Princess’s lap, the cat then morphed back to the bewitching cat woman that she was when she first arrived. A huge grin on those red lips, that were set against the white of her skin. Her body was enveloped in a black leather suit, and her hair covered with the black cap that only allowed her ears to peek through.

“Then…what are we waiting for, your Highness?”

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“Meow.”

~RB~

 

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Sayaka had to give props to the cat, she was smart and wise, and definitely knew how to earn someone’s respect even if it could have gotten her killed in this case. Of course it could have though. And she was courageous to have stood there while Sayaka lost utter control over the Curse laying in wait. Yeah, normally she might have grabbed the cat and murdered her on the spot, but for some odd enough reason Sayaka didn’t; not that she would have, nor could have, explained exactly as to why the Princess didn’t do so.

Sayaka continued methodically stroking the head of the cat, thinking silently about the fact that she was going to have to somehow deal with the curse that was lying upon her Flames. She was thinking about how she would unlock her flames again without losing complete control over herself, for even strained control would be better than none at all for her. For her anyway, but there were catches for just using the flames with the curse active. Even if she could take control, until the curse was broken the flames themselves harmed her.

Sayaka rose an eyebrow at the cat as she jumped off her lap, tilting her head to the side in a bout of curiosity. What was the cat up to? Well, a question that didn’t have a full purpose as it was answered by the cat’s own question. What were they waiting for hmm? Well, that was a good question but…. how did this cat plan to handle this?

“Hmph.. that’s a good question. What’re you thinking?”

 

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There is a thing about wearing leather, it feels so good to the touch and Kat was really enjoying her latest fit. Smoothing her own gloved fingers down her sides and purring at the same time. Bizarre to see a cat woman behave this way though it was totally natural to her. Her pink tongue was showing between her teeth as she minced about waiting to see if Sayaka would get up from her throne. The cat had suggested that there was no time like the present to get up off her butt and start working on that curse, but it turns out that while Sayaka though it was a good idea, she wasn’t sure exactly where the cat had in mind to train, so to speak.

“There is this place, called the Hangman’s noose. Before you get ideas, its not some sadomasochism hell hole. On the contrary, its a wrestling pit and fight club. We could go see whose up to get their ass kicked, and maybe earn a few coin in the process.”

Seeing as there were no wars presently, it was not like Sayaka could just roll up into another kingdom’s barracks and start killing soldiers without cause. The idea of going to the club to…spar, was the next best thing to that.

“I’ll even be your tag team partner. We’d be quite the team.” Kat wiggled her brow at her own suggestion. “I can hold my own in the ring, and make it look damn sexy. No man can resist playing around with some wild pussy.”

Kat giggled as she said that. Saying things that mean something dirty was kind of her thing.

“Oops…I did it again baby.” Kat winked and then skipped towards the door. “Come on!”

 

~RB~

 

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Sayaka rose an eyebrow, her left eyebrow to be exact, as she tilted her head to the right, curiously watching the cat act fairly strange to Sayaka, but the Princess did have a small smile on her face from laughter. She found it quite amusing that the cat was so excited over an outfit. Sayaka’s own outfit was of mostly leather, with some exceptions here and there, being of a dominantly crimson color alongside other various darker colors. She wasn’t the type to really worry about clothing though to be honest, it never made much sense to her in that respect.

Sayaka’s fiery golden eyes showed an interest in what the woman was saying, in fact her head straightened and both eyebrows climbed upwards in a small show of amusement. Well, the woman had a bunch of ideas in her skull, a good trait to have when surrounded by a bunch of meat heads; which described the Kingdom of Wrath fairly well with few exceptions. Hmm…. well, it wasn’t a bad idea at all.

“Hmm… sure thing. Sounds interesting, on every aspect.”

Sayaka gave the cat a small wink as she followed suit, even she had a joking side on occasion. Sayaka grabbed her long katana-like sword and followed easily, gracefully as well. A small smile on her face. 

 

 

The Maze of Greed – Part Thirteen : SS.

 

It was only a matter of time before Lydia, the Princess of Greed herself, caught up with Mariela and her family.  Would the young witch finally realize that her powers were much greater than the evil demon’s?

Scene setting : The Maze of Greed – Seven sins series.

Co-written with Dessy.

Dessy:  The hat shook and quivered in her hand, and before Mariela could react the hat fell on the ground. Sparks and electricity poured out of the hat, and then a large cloud appeared. Soon enough, she saw a… surprisingly handsome… and happy Scar appear. He seemed to be looking around, before looking at her. Mariela gave him a smile, before he jumped up and ran in her direction. Before she knew it, her shoulders were grabbed and he had pulled her in for a hug.

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Mariela laughed, wrapping her arms around him in a hug as he spoke with joy. “Yes, I’m alive.” she spoke. “And I missed you too, Scar.” she then said. Once Scar realized they were still in the maze, he pulled away and began questioning her, then looking to her brothers. “Well, we were, but then-” Sean said, until Mariela held up her hand to stop him. “We were heading there, but unfortunately we had to stop because-“ she spoke, before she got interuppted by Scar’s outburst about Lydia being in the maze, following his gaze towards the green sky.

“That’s exactly why we had to stop and call you.” Mariela then spoke, nodding her head. She watched Scar put the hat on, and couldn’t help but give a sweet laugh at his happy sigh. “Glad to have you back, Scar.” she spoke. “Yes. We need to find the mirror.” Tessa spoke up with a nod, readjusting Bandit in her arms.

“Wait. Anyone see that?”

Mariela turned her head to follow Scar’s eyes, her brows narrowing in confusion. “Uh… no…” she said, turning back to look at Scar with that same confused look like he was nuts. But, then she looked again and saw the rabbit, and she had an even more confused look, but didn’t have time to act on it before Scar grabbed her hand and began running in that direction, causing a “woah” and a surprised gasp to escape her lips.

She looked over at her brothers and Tessa, gesturing for them to follow, and after they ran behind them, she turned back to Scar, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion and worry. “Scar… are you positive we should be following this rabbit? What if it’s one of Lydia’s tricks?” she asked, but followed anyways, half being pulled by Scar and half running on her own.

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The small bundle of white fluff in the plaid waist coat was bouncing well ahead of the group. His fluffy little tail twitching and flitting back and forth. The sound of the fob watch was quite loud, and this was most unusual for such a small time piece. “I’m late…I’m late.” He cried, as he scampered through the maze. Bouncing with a lot of energy for such a rabbit. He was clearly not of this world, not Hell…but most likely of the maze. OR he was somehow connected to the mirror. That had to be it.

Mariela didn’t like this at all. Following a small white rabbit to God knows where? She tried to pull Scar up and beg him as to why they should follow the rabbit as it might be one of Lydia’s tricks. Being yanked into place, Scar took both of Mariela’s hands and stared directly into her eyes.

“When was the last time you saw a rabbit in Hell, hmm? Aside from the kind that you would hunt in the forest. That rabbit,” Scar pointed to the direction that the rabbit had gone. “was talking in common, and wore a waist coat. Ever heard a rabbit do that before? Hmm?” The Alp was trying to make her see reason. “Remember that anything that fanciful that could almost be story like came from somewhere. Imagination is a powerful thing. You ever stopped to wonder how we all came to be. You…and Lydia brought me out of a book.” This was something that he hoped might make Mariela get what he was trying to say. “What if…this maze was from another book. Someone’s imagination. It is entirely possible.” The more he spoke however, the greater distance that the rabbit was making.

They were losing precious time, and Scar started off again – hopefully with everyone including Bandit behind them.

Three more turns of the hedge and there it was. The mirror. The rabbit was standing just shy of it, but here was the thing. The rabbit had no reflection, though the mirror showed the same hedge in behind it. As it turned to see the oncoming group, it flicked it’s little tail and jumped into the mirror, then only to reappear on the other side, where it scampered away down the maze within.

Scar came to a screeching halt, panting heavily as he watched the rabbit continue to run on. The alp looked at the mirror and then recognized the roses that were in the bushes on the other side.

“That bitch.” Scar muttered. He recognized the maze on the other side of the mirror. It was all starting to make perfect sense now. He stopped and turned to the others.

“I know who she is….”

Did he mean Lydia….or the other one in the mirror?

“She’s the Queen of Hearts.”

“Right again….Scar.”

That voice coming from within the mirror, was none other than….The Queen of Hearts herself. And the thing that was most shocking, she looked exactly like Lydia. “Aren’t you coming to join me for tea….Hatter?” In the mirror, the Queen was standing with her card guards, and the white rabbit. It was like they were all waiting for them, the Queen grinning like a fool. She called him the Hatter, which is not what Scar was in this world. He was an alp…a demon of nightmares with a magic hat. In Wonderland however….he was someone else….everyone was.

Charging around the corner though….was Lydia and Raul.

“Ahahahahaha. FOUND YOU ALL!” Lydia screamed, as Raul looked past her to see Bandit being carried. The Princess of Greed saw that the opposite of her, the Queen of Hearts was waiting on the other side of the mirror.

“Don’t worry, Queenie. These ones are all…MINE!”

She raised her hands as they crackled and sparked with the green balls of energy as she prepared to launch an attack on Mariela and her friend Tessa.

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“TICK TOC….TIME TO DIE!”

~RB~

 

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Mariela followed Scar as she heard the rabbit shout about being late. Late to what? The young witch was confused. Mariela had eventually stopped in her tracks, yanking Scar’s hand to get him to stop. Her brothers and Tessa stopped when they did. “Scar.” she said, and Scar grabbed both of her hands in his and then began speaking. As Scar talked, she shook her head to all of the questions. He had a point… maybe this rabbit wasn’t a trick. But, honestly, Mariela didn’t know. Soon enough, Scar had took off again and Mariela followed, the others following as well.

Soon enough they got to the mirror, and they had stopped. She tilted her head at the rabbit, seeing it had no reflection. The rabbit turned to face them… and then jumped in the mirror. This caused Mariela to widen her eyes in shock, looking at Scar after the rabbit jumped in the mirror. He began speaking and Mariela tilted her head, looking at him with a confused expression. “What do you mean “you know her”?

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Mariela didn’t say anymore as a voice came from the mirror. She narrowed her eyes at this “Queen of Hearts”… she looked exactly like Lydia. The Queen of Hearts called Scar “Hatter”, and this made Mariela’s face turn into confusion. She didn’t understand. That didn’t last long as she heard Lydia’s voice screaming from around a corner.

“Ahahahahaha. FOUND YOU ALL!”

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Mariela whipped around, spotting Lydia and Raul. Her eyes went to Raul, then back to Bandit. Lydia spoke to the Queen, then held up her hands as they sparked green balls of energy. Mariela turned her head to look at Tessa. “Take Bandit and run. Now!” she shouted, and Tessa turned and began running. Once Tessa was out of sight, Mariela held her hand out towards where Tessa ran off too, and a wall of vines began appearing, blocking the path. She did the same thing to any open pathways. They weren’t going to be leaving.

Mariela dropped her hand and turned back towards Lydia. “Nice to see you again, Lydia.” she spoke… coldly. Her brothers moved to stand behind her, and they simply looked at each other, but did nothing more except for shielding their sister. The shield only lasted a few minutes… but it was good enough.

 

 

 

The Captain and Xzilia – Part Three.

 

This is the third part in “The Captain and Xzilia” story, written with dreamcircle125 of WordPress.

(Please be advised, this part contains adult content and reader discretion is advised.)

PART THREE
DC:   Shut down, face red, the question made her want to squirm and squirm she did. She opened her mouth to say something, it should have been obvious from most of her actions. They only way she was able to be this romantic was time travel, able to meet the infamous Romeo and Juliet. Looking up at him she tried a steady answer without stutter, but it was almost too hard.
 
“W-why ask me such a silly question?”  She maneuvered herself to sit on her knees so she look at him a little better. She was nervous that he would do something, but still trusted him enough to stay in the tub.
 
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RB-  But it wasn’t a silly question and she knew it.  Her stammering showed more nerves, though she was trying to play this off as a trivial matter.  Louis couldn’t be more serious.  Watching her change her position, so she was now facing him – she could watch for his reaction, and he let out a sigh. Simply leaning back he regarded her with what could be described as a fond look.
“Because I want to know the answer.”
Louis rested his arms on the sides of the tub and just stared at her.  He was not about to make any rash movements unless he was sure about this.  If he had any intent to take her right then and there, it all depended on what she said.
“I already have a pretty good idea.”
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DC:   “I am a virgin, I have been for 5 billion years.” She felt so embarrassed telling a secret that has been hidden for years. But for some reason she felt he would understand, aside from some teasing along the way, she felt she could open up to him privately. Her brown eyes looked at him now, what was he going to do.
 
“Oh wait! Are you a virgin too?” If he was going to know she wanted to too. She expected either a yes I am or a no, therefore she would probably be collided with that little thing called curious jealousy.
 
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RB-  Louis’s eyebrows practically shot up into his scalp.  It was not the fact that she was a virgin, but the fact she had been one for such a long…long time.  How does a man respond to that?  Her question though had him burst out laughing in surprise.  Did she just ask what he thought she did?  The water in the bath rocked and sloshed out the sides as he slapped the side of the tub.  
“No…no I am not one.  Lost mine so long ago, that I can’t even remember how it happened.”  And that was the truth.  A few more chuckles came as his body shook from it.  He wiped a tear away at the comical side of the whole thing.  Here she was, naked as they came – opening up to him, and he had the gaul to laugh about it.  They say that comedy is always good in a tense situation.  Did it matter really if he wasn’t?  He was a man of the sea, and a vampire to boot.  Sex was completely natural for him.  
“You’re not going to go storming off now, are you?”  He did wonder if she would take offense at his behavior, but seriously, could you blame him for not being amused.
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DC:   Oh, what was funny about an honest question? She expected him to say no, but laughing about it made the question seem foolish to ask. And storming off would be pointless, he would be able to find her easily now that they were connected. She looked down to think, she wouldn’t feel special to him like he would to her. That was lost a long time ago. But there were other ways of making that occasion special for them both, luckily it wont happen anytime soon. She looked back at him and giggled along before kissing him sweetly.
 
“The water is chilly and we look like prunes, why don’t we get out?” She said, pulling her zombified fingers from the water and wiggling them some. She giggled at the thought of zombies before she climbed her rump outta the tub.
 
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RB-  Xzilia appeared not to take offense to his laughter, but if she had, the girl had a good way of hiding it.  Watching on, Louis remained in the tub, as Xzilia went to hop out.  Water tumbling off her backside as she stepped out, one leg at a time.  “There is a towel to the right.” Louis gestured towards a rack that had a couple of large bath sheets on it.  He gave her a minute, before he too rose up out of the water.  If she bothered to turn around, Xzilia might notice the many battle scars that lined his body.  Like a weird road map of red lines and sweeping curves.  He’d been in many sword fights, and a few gun battles – but that was a story or two for another time.
Louis walked up beside Xzilia, dripping on the floor as he reached for a towel of his own.  The Captain wrapped it around his hips and tied it off, as he watched Xzilia dry herself off.  He had some very dark and tempting thoughts on what he could do to her, but she was giving off signals that she was not at all ready.  He knew though that when she was….she would be begging for it.  This thought alone gave him reason to smile.  She had admitted her love for him, but was not ready to give herself over to him in body just yet.
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DC: She felt him behind her and smiled, wrapping the towel around her slim body. Turning around she looked up at him and tilted her head. This is what she was ready for and when her hand reached for his face the city alarms went off, bursting her unaware eardrums.
 
“Looks like your needed on the sea, would you like me to dress and teleport you?” She asked as she grabbed her wet clothes that still lay upon the ground. She then turned around and kissed his cheek for a small ‘Come home safe’ gift. 
 
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RB- It was unexpected that the moment would be interrupted by the blasting of the city alarms.  Seriously, they had just beaten a french vessel that was outside the harbor, and now something else was causing panic within the city.  Was this to be a common theme in this realm of hers?  He wasn’t exactly dressed and ready for battle, since he had just stepped out of the bath.  Xzilia offered to dress him, which made him smile widely, till he realized that she meant to zap dry clothes on his and then teleport him right off to the scene of the action taking place.
Louis simply let the towel fall from around his hips and said proudly.
“Be my guest, love.”
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DC:   She walked over and had some clothes appear on a near stool. Grabbing his underwear and pants she turned to him, steeling her nerves for something romantic.
 
“You will need to work with me so we can do this efficiently.” She said holding up undergarments with a giggle as she peeked around him. She wasn’t blushing this time, but seemed to enjoy the thought of dressing her lover.
 
She bent down and helped him put on underwear and pulling them up, pants went on the same way yet they clung more to his damp skin. Getting those troublesome things on made her laugh and she grabbed his shirt. Pulling it over his head she had him pull his arms through and she pulled it over his scarred body. She had always noticed the scars, but in his line of work as long as he didn’t come back with new ones she was happy. Hefting up his heavy coat she helped him put it on before walking in front.
 
“I never seen you so handsome dressing as a pirate.”
 
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RB-  The Captain held himself at the ready, a sly smirk on his face since Xzilia was actually going to dress him…physically.  Not by using some sort of magical trick.  Being hands on gave him the opportunity to allow her to touch him in a very sensual way.  The girl was not blushing, though he could hear that she was enjoying this through the tone of her voice.  Louis stepped into the underwear and then the pants as he allowed her to drag them up his legs, till he used his own hands to tie them up.  The shirt was funny, since his torso was still damp from the bath.  She could have at least patted him down with the towel, but she was a bit rushed to get him covered.  Once he had threaded the coat on his arms, he rolled his shoulders so that the coat sat correctly, and he was once again looking very much like his pirate self.
“Shh….don’t go saying that.  All the wenches won’t be able to keep their grubby mits off me.”  He winked at her after saying this, so she knew it was totally in jest.  Picking up his sword belt, he threaded it on while the city alarms continued to rage.
“I’ll get there under my own steam, love.  You just…go do what you have to do.”  He wasn’t sure if she had to attend to a town council over the latest danger to befall them, but he was pretty sure that she wasn’t going to be fighting alongside him. 
Grabbing his hat, he slapped it on his head, before marching out the door, and off to the scene of chaos.
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DC:   She smirked; those other women would have to face a wraith unmatched by any other. She wouldn’t allow another woman to touch him like she touches him, the thoughts of their destruction raced as she held his hat for him. Then he told her to do what she had to do, well she may only be dressed in a towel but she planned on going with him. This wasn’t just some normal siren it was the black alarm, meaning there was a massive fleet on the horizon.
 
When he left she swirled her clothes into a feisty outfit of her own, she may not be fighting on the sea but with a fleet of men coming the port is not the only area they will attack. As Louis went to the port the city was in chaos, not at all panicking but preparing for a battle. Women took up battle gear and bows while most the men rushed to the port to man their ships. Louis was not going to be the only man on the sea, he was going to command the entire city this time.
 
Having the women follow, Xzilia lead them up the winding mountains and commanded groups to get into position. She went to her lone outpost and watched the hundreds of ships nearing the city. In one motion of her arms lifting a storm of shadows rose above as of to manipulate her as a giant. She shouted loudly, a battle cry and warning to the incoming boats.
 
“You will die again today! Let our wraith impale your souls!” And she laughed her giant self, unable to attack but making a impressive defense.
 

 

 
~
RB- Scores of men, women and even children dressed in clothes from armor to rags came out from each and every house and building in the town.  Louis was surprised to learn that this was not some one off incident, but that the town had had to fight for its independence more than once.  A fighting spirit that roared to the fore, with Xzilia leading many out in front.  This was not just to be a war of the water, but of the land, and also the sky.  Looking back, Louis was proud to see that Xzilia was now dressed for war.  Her clothing was tight fitting but you could see she moved in it freely.  A swelling of pride for this woman rose in his chest, and it made him all the more determined to fight off those invaders that set to conquer the land. 
Bowmen and women lined the hills, while closer to the docks, great catapults were brought in to range, being dragged in by massive beasts of burden.  Their roars met with the sounds of squawks from the sky.  Giant eagles ridden by riders that had leather saddles on their backs formed attack squadrons.  The sight being an ominous one, as the array of supernatural beings was simply staggering.  Louis should have known that this town was special for a reason, aside from just Xzilia herself.  
Up on the ridge, Louis took out his eye glass and surveyed the oncoming of hundreds of ships.  The French vessel had to have been a scout, and with the fire of that ship still smoldering on the horizon, this was the response – a full on invasion force.
Hearing the roar of what sounded like a giant, Louis turned and tilted his head back to see what was a giant clone of Xzilia.  A sheer mountain of a woman, and her voice carried out far beyond the waves.  The Vampire pirate had to admit it, she was impressive when most fierce.  The Pirate drew his sword, and hollered.
“Defeat the enemy…in Xzilia’s name!”
~
DC:   Upon Louis’s ship is his trusted crew and Louana, still wrapped in bandages but not getting a day off because she was injured. In fact even the crewmates that were injured were there too prepping the boat. Louana gripped the wheel as the captain boarded and the men dropped the sails for them to burst from the port first. They were the captains boat after all, they needed to be ahead of all the others.
 
Out the port hole they went, followed by boats of all sizes, 60 boats to the enemies 100+. Looking at the whole fleet coming at them they noticed they had six massive war boats and they could only get one. Scales felt tipped but nothing they never went against before.  The cities people were all behind Louis and all awaited orders as they neared the ships. Louana looked at her captain steadily. 
 
 
“Congratulations sir, this will be your first battle. You are Captain of the Seven Sea City!” She raised her fist and the songs roared long and far behind them. Everyone cheered a sailors song ready for battle.
 
~
RB- The crew of the Devil’s Mistress had barely had the time to get their injuries seen too, and this included Louana, who was at the Captain’s side once more.  The hair on the back of his neck bristled, when he heard her voice.  Not at what she was saying, but the fact that he knew of Xzilia’s jealousy of the woman – her actions when they had landed earlier, earning Louis a right problem with the woman he truly loved.  But that all had to be put behind them, or swept under the rug for now, since they had a great enemy to face.  Though the city had come out in full support of Louis and his fleet, they were still outnumbered.  It didn’t take much to see, that they were going to need their land forces to help win this battle – not just rely on the ships alone.
Louana’s cry to get the crews all to roar in unison in a showing of support drew only a slight upward head tilt from the Captain.  No, this was not the time for moving speeches, it was a time for action.
“Full sail….all ships.  Full sail!”  Louis roared, as the sails of the Devil’s Mistress and all other ships released their sails to capture the wind being blown down from the mountains.  As though the God’s themselves wished to blow the ships out into the face of the battle.  The crews of each ship ran up and down, tying off ropes and securing the cannons, for when they came to the thick of the fight.
Standing with Louana at the helm, the Captain had his sword pointed at the floor, watching the oncoming armada as the two sides raced to fight each other across the blue of the sea.  If the humans thought they could wipe the supernaturals off the map, with this form of attack, they were gravely mistaken.
The Devil’s Mistress spirited to the front of the pack, since she was the largest ship in the fleet.  Colours raised in a declaration of war…and it was to be fought to the bitter end.
~
DC:   The next thing that happened was a roar of cannon fire from miles away; they were sending heavy shots to rain down. At first there was nothing in the sky then tiny black dots appeared and Louana calculated the impact points and steered away. Large splashes sprayed the crew and the ship rocked and creaked. She weaved through the area while a few other ships may have gotten nicked by the fire, they were untouched.
 
Flipping up her eye patch she scanned the ships and turned to her captain with a report. 
 
“The whole front line are rammers, they put smaller and faster flanking ships behind them while the heavy hitters range further behind. Most of the men are being picked off by the marksmen on the ridge but we will still have a handful.” She speculated they would only get so far by being this far ahead but eventually they would have to fall back into the crowd of boat behind them. 
 
Another round of heavy shots as they grew closer and she once again weaved through without a scratch. Eyeing the interlocking rammers she awaited captain’s orders.
 
~
RB-  The ship turned suddenly as the whistling sound of incoming cannonball fire alerted all to ready the guns in retaliation.  The battle had truly begun, and with the large splashes of the first few cannonballs hitting the water and not the ship, it wouldn’t be long before they began to hit their targets.  The Captain held steady in light of the fast turning ship.  Louana’s skill at the wheel was now more important than ever before.  
Joining her, in looking to see what the front offensive was made up of with his eye glass raised, he frowned to see they were rammers.  On the opposing fleets, the arrows being fired from land were picking off the odd few, but not enough were being felled to make any real dent in their defenses.  Louis closed his eyeglass with one swift movement of his hand and rammed it back into his hip holster. 
More heavy cannon fire again missed their mark, but they couldn’t outrun it forever.  
“Forward guns….aim!”
The order coming from the Captain as he took off down from the helm, leaving Louana to continue to steer the ship on its set course to take on the rammers.  If it was a full on confrontation they wanted, then that is what they would get.
With the gunners poised and ready, the Captain sliced his sword through the air to give the signal.
“Fire!”
Loud explosions rang out from the Devil and other forward baring ships, as they rained down multiple shots against the approaching rammers.  Fighting fire with fire was the best option given to them.  The Captain’s hat blew off his head as he ran to the front of the ship, seeing a few of their cannonballs smash through the masts of the lead ships.  Sail was already collapsing on two, and this was a good start, if they could blind them from seeing where they were going.
~
DC:   From the wheel Louana felt the jolt of cannons fire. It rumbled her chest as every ship followed suit. The righteous sounds of battle had begun. Then the next cannon fire didn’t come from the front but to the right of the Mistress as the ridge began to get blasted to pieces by two massive War ships.
 
Xzilia’s shadow giant was able to slim the possibilities of death but there were many injured. A roar broke out as the guardian swarmed the boats with balls of shadow souls. Now blindly firing at the ridge caused for more havoc, but the marksmen clearly saw their targets.
 
Louana only gave a brief glance in their direction before she made a sharp turn away from some new kind of shot. They began firing cannonballs tied with massive chain nets, only the war boats could handle these. She had a much harder time maneuvering around these, the wheel spinning wildly as they looked like a deadly sea serpent.
 
And then they were hit, the back of the boat was clipped and tore a great chunk out. What a shot that was as Louana rose from covering her head and whipped her head angrily towards the hole. 
 
“You son of a bitch!” She stamped her foot and stared on towards the rammers as the rammers were being bombarded with repeated cannon fire.
 
~
RB – The sheer number of cannonballs being fired, and from the different directions meant that the Devil’s Mistress was at the risk of succumbing to the attack, which now included massive chain nets attached to the cannon balls.  This alone was unexpected, and as the Devil was getting pummelled, it was clear that if relief from other ships did not come fast, that the ship may well find itself sinking to the bottom of the ocean.
All around there was chaos and carnage.  Dying men screaming out in terror and pain, while the Captain narrowly missed being speared by a large piece of timber that had sheered off one of the other ships.  
Then it happened, a large chunk of the back of the ship was clipped and it tore a massive hole into the back end that was enough to have it start to take on vast amounts of sea water.  Cabin after cabin was becoming flooded, and it was all happening so fast that it gave the crew little time to react.  No matter what Louana did at the wheel, it was clear that the ship was lost.
“ABANDON SHIP!”  The Captain roared at his crew.  The law of the sea was that the Captain went down with his ship, but he couldn’t see his crew, or what was left of them suffer the same fate as he.
Louis raised his head to where Louana was standing and bellowed.  “That goes for you too!”  He made a run up towards the helm when a cannon ball ripped out of nowhere, and blew him right off the boat.
~
DC:  “LOUIS!!” Louana screamed, releasing the wheel and looking over the edge of the sinking ship. She watched the crew abandon their positions and this made her extremely angry. “What cowards!!” She shouted going back to the wheel as her eyes grew as blue as the deep sea.
 
“I am Louana, Siren of the Sea. Creatures below listen to me. Rise to the surface with teeth bared, don’t let those ships pass even if they dared!” She sang her song and slowly the sea grew oddly still. For the first few moments nothing happened and then from the center of the battalion rose a Kraken. It roared its loyalty as massive tentacles smashed the war boats.
 
The enemies screamed in terror and the city folk cheered, Louana had gotten pissed. The Devils Mistress, although torn to bits, now rose up as a safety boat for the crew to sit on. She would not be sailing into battle anymore as the other ships raced passed into the battle.
 
Walking to the where Louis had fallen in Louana had a decision to make, assume her Captain was dead or jump in and look for him. She decided to go look for him and over the edge she dived.
 
On the ridge Xzilia witnessed everything and fear grew in her. She wanted to go to him but was distracted by the incoming troops climbing their way up the sides. Most of them made it passed the defense and went to attack her with swords and guns; she only raised her scythe from the ground and cut off their heads, feeding on their blood. This is what they get for sinking her lovers ship, not a survivor was allowed to pass into the city nor run in terror back to their homeland. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she thought of the impossible, could he really have died?
 
~
RB- Hell hath no fury like a woman, and the sea being hers to command, it raised up the mightiest of its creatures to go into battle as the Captain of the Devil’s Mistress was slowly sinking below the waves.  Was this the way it was meant to end?  His black, silver hair was floating about him as his face showed a youth and serenity that it had not featured in years.  Above the waves, the glow of fire and shadows of passing ships, only caused to blanket the Captain from easy view.  That and the many creatures that had come to Louana’s call had swum and swirled past the drowning Captain.
While the Devil’s Mistress was now bobbing back on the surface, and the remaining crew were scurrying to board it for safety’s sake, this would leave Louana wondering if the sea had taken the Captain as its price for this battle.
Bubbles were the only trace that he was slowly sinking further, and as Louana swam to find him, it would be a daunting task.  The medallion that he wore around his neck then glimmered and shone, as though reacting to it’s owner’s predicament.  A large pulse like tremor was sent out from the Captain, that would be felt far across the sea, and even cause the wind to stir through the hair of Xzilla on the shore.  
If she didn’t know better, it was like Louis’s fingers were running through her hair one last time.  A whisper…..very faint….and final.
“Xzilla….”
~
DC:   Some force slammed into Louana and using her sight she noticed a glimmer about a half mile down. He was not about to escape her now and like a knife through butter she swam down deeper into the depths of the water. He slowly came to view to Louana and she reached out towards his form. No bubbles came from his body as she grabbed his wrist and brought him closer. He wasn’t dead yet though she felt small and feint life in him as she speedily swam upwards.
 
Xzilia cut down the last man when the wind blew through her hair. She felt his touch right as the sea and land rumbled. His hand running through her hair and then cupping her cheek. She leaned into nothing as she heard him whisper her name, was this meaning he was leaving her? Was the man she ever so loved about to die?
 
When she felt that the forces on the ridge now could hold their own she ran down the mountain and to the shore. Spotting Louana dragging him out of the water and then trying to bring him back made her even more frantic. She ran to his side and grabbed one of his hands into hers.
 
“So help me Louis, if you kill over now I will hunt you down and cram your soul into a jar.” She could think of harsher ways of punishing him, but all she wanted was her simple joke to bring him back. As Louana worked her stuff Xzilia raised his hand to her lips and kissed it. “Please don’t leave me…I will never forgive you for just giving up like this.”
 
~
RB-  The sea was set to make Louis hers.  That was until his collar was caught by the swift swimming Louana.  Had it not been for her efforts, the Captain would surely drown.  Dragged from the sea’s clutches, the Captain’s body was brought to shore only to have Xzilia run down from the hills to see if her lover was dead or alive.  He looked grey in colour, with no redness at all.  Louis’s eyes were closed and the medallion that had sent out the pulse was changing color.  Turning black right before Louana and Xzilia’s eyes.  Was his power truly fading away?  Had his whisper in the wind been his final goodbye?
Picking up his hand, it would have felt lifeless and cold to touch.  His fingers didn’t twitch or move at all, and to see him this way would easily bring tears to the eyes of even the hardest of hearts.  
So many years had passed in Louis’s life both at a man and a vampire.  In all this time, no one had cared for him in the same way that Xzilia had.  The very short time that they had known each other, the blackness that had concealed his heart was breaking away and a fine light had managed to make it through.  
Why is it that our greatest joy comes at the very end…..
As she cried at him to not leave her, his head tipped to the side, and his eyes opened ever slightly.  The beauty of the silver orbs shone with tears as he gasped one final breath…
~
DC:   “Louis!” She called as she gripped his hand, warm tears dripping. She seen his eyes open but the gasp of breath was raspy. When Louana pulled away she glared at her. “What are you doing?! He – he just gasped its working!!” She looked back at the man and trembled as Louana crushed her dreams.
 
“I’m so sorry Xzilia, but he just died.” She trailed off in a whisper and looked away as Xzilia burst into tears. 
 
She wasn’t having this as she raised her wrist to her lips and slit it open. If Louana couldn’t bring him back maybe Xzilia’s blood could, and she dripped it upon his lips. With nothing happening she went to the next best thing and filled her mouth with some blood, giving him a frantic and loving bloody kiss. In the back of her mind she pleaded to any that could hear her, let this man live on. She continued to kiss him, this time because it felt like her last as she cupped his cold face. What did she do to deserve this?
 
~
RB- Once in a while, the Gods like to play games and tease our sensibilities.  What right did Louis have to live, after all that he had done?  When was the last time he had shown compassion or love for another…aside from the very woman who was now shedding tears that pitter pattered against his cold skin.  Once the hand of fate is dealt, then surely that is the end.  Or is it?  With Louana crying in the background and only the wind howling – the distant sound of the sea creatures taking many ships and crews to davy’s locker, the setting was one all of death.  
But Xzilia’s love was more powerful than the seas that battered the coastal shore.  She couldn’t simply let him slip away from her.  Not now, after she had found something she had searched a billion years for.  Xzilia dripped her own blood onto his cold and blue lips, but nothing happened.  For the blood to truly enter him, it needed to be done orally.  And that is exactly what she did.  Her own mouth filling with her blood, she kissed him with all the passion and life she could muster.  The kiss…went on and on, as he lay there beneath her.  There was no response. Nothing…..
On the ground, Louis’s hand was laying still.  Blood covered and cut, a small insect was crawling across it.  The bug stopped suddenly, as the ground beneath Louis started to tremble.  In fact it was not the ground doing it, but it was Louis.  Xzilia’s blood was feeding its way through his system and deep within his body was a blackened heart.  For the first time in what was few hundred years, the heart started to beat.  Loud…Proud.  Louis’s body was in shock, as he spasmed beneath her, his eyes rolling back, for her gift was one of great power.  Louis’s eyes flew open and they were the same colour as hers.
~GASP!~
~
DC:   It was a miracle! Louis had come back to her and as he gasped she took him in her arms and ceased time itself. She cried heavy and hard, happy that he had survived what she thought was the end. All her emotions poured into his shoulder and her grip tightened even more. 
 
Louana was frozen with the rest of the world, but her face showed shock as if a ghost had scared her. The battles off in the distance showed victory and not defeat. The city had one, Louis had been saved by her bloody kiss, and time began to move again as Xzilia pulled back. Brown eyes puffy and red she smiled softly before slapping him across the face. She didn’t make it hard, just enough to get his attention for the next few words she spoke.
 
“You don’t ever scare me like that again! I thought for sure I was going to loose you!! I was so hysterical Louis…I wouldn’t have been able accept it.” As she spoke she slowly clung to his shirt, resting her head on his chest, hearing the life beating inside him. That was new.
 
~
RB-  Being pulled from the very brink of death took its toll on Louis, as he tried to regain sense of where he was, who he was…and most of all, why he was alive?  As his eyes darted back and forth, he witnessed a spectacle that only Xzilia could ever accomplish.  She somehow stopped the earth turning.  Time…everything stopped, except for Louis and Xzilia, the only two people that were living through the moment.  The poor girl.  Her face was blotchy, eyes red and puffy, yet it was the most beautiful face he had ever seen.  He was about to smile up at her when…
~WHACK!~
Xzilia smacked him across the face so hard it was enough to make his teeth chatter.  
“What was that for…?!”  It was unexpected.  
Course, she let fly.  How she never ever wanted to be that scared every again.  Xzilia was terrified of losing him.  Louis rubbed his reddening cheek and then before he could say anything, she was clinging to his shirt with her head resting to his chest.  The sound of his heart pounding within would have been new for her, as it was for him.
“You brought me back.  I can’t believe you did that.”  
Louis pushed himself up enough so that Xzilia was laying across him, and he kissed the top of her head.  His powerful arms curling around her and holding her tight to him.  She loved him, it was proven without the shadow of a doubt.  Now he felt her through his own body.  A connection that solidified their union.  They may not have shared each other yet in a romantic way, but he was very much hers now.  
The war was won….but the next battle would be…in the bedroom.
~
DC:   She giggled, weakly. Although she wasn’t much of a sleeper, all the stresses made her fall asleep. Curled into Louis’s arms; listening to his strong heart and feeling the smallest hints of warmth from his skin. He may have still been a vampire but he was now something more.
 
Louana chuckled when she seen Xzilia snored ever so cutely. Looking at Louis she patted his shoulder and gave it a tight squeeze.
 
“Captain, I am grateful you are alive and well. Never once have I seen her so determined to let a man live.” She stood and tried to brush the sand off her soaking clothes. Looking back down at the pair she sighed lightly. “She owns a house that she never uses; follow the main road up the hill and you should see a large house. In fat it is larger than any house here. The city folk built it for her, but she don’t like the flash things.”
 
Giving a nod of her head she ran down to the port. The Kraken sank into the deep waters as it dragged a few other ships with it. Boats started to return to shore with cheers of victory.
 
~
RB-  For all her efforts, Xzilia had now worn herself out completely.  Her soft snores could be heard as Louana chuckled on seeing such a sight.  It was even more beautiful for Louis, who had a feeling inside of him that he could not even begin to explain.  Xzilia had given him more than just her blood.  Very carefully, Louis went to stand, but at the same time, he held Xzilia close to him.  He was still wet and bloody from the battle, but he didn’t care.
“I need to thank you as well, Louana.  Had you not called the beasts of the sea, and come down to pluck me from the ocean, then I would be gone.”  Hearing that Xzilia owned a house that ws not far away, Louis looked to the direction of the path, before watching the siren head back to the port.  There would be many questions no doubt of the fate of the Captain and what happened to Xzilia.  She was sure to let them all know.
Adjusting his grip upon Xzilia, he made his way along the said path, till he came upon a house that looked to be deserted.  Was this the right one?  It was well made and the gardens were maintained, but as for signs of life, there were none.  Carefully, he carried her up the stairs and kicked the door open with his wet boot.  
No one came to the sound of the door opening.  No servants, or dogs.  It was safe to enter, so he thought.  Taking Xzilia up the stairwell, he found a large suite that was off to the right.  Tastefully decorated, with a large king sized bed in the center of the room.  Gently he lowered her down onto the bed, and started to disrobe her, peeling off her shirt, then her skirt and boots.  Each boot falling to the floor with a dull thud.  Drawing back the covers, he placed her neatly in the bed and drew the covers back across her sleeping form.  She looked so peaceful, he didn’t have the heart to wake her.  As much as he wanted so much more, he instead pulled up a chair and sat himself down in it…exhausted.
The events of the day had taken their toll on him as well, and as the sun set….he too fell asleep.  He was right where he wanted to be….by her side.
~
DC:   A long night slugged by filled with celebration and joy. Obviously the city mourned the dead, but there were less dead than there were injured. And for that they were happy. 
 
In the city square a feast was held, heavy drinking and eating progressed. Mid way through people hear Louanas voice as she told the tale of the might battle, including what happened to the Captain and his unexpected lover. People cheered, some cried, and others listened as if in a trance. The details she spun were magnificent, everything was perfect.
 
But a night of parties eventually comes to an end and at dawn the square was cleaned and the city folk were all nestled into their homes. Louana sat on the fountain and washed some clothes, it was tedious but better than having other people touch her delicate clothes.
 
When she looked up she stared at Xzilia’s home. Neither one, particularly Louis, came to the celebration. Were they asleep already? She stood and decided to go check on them, mainly just to see Louis. Wait, what was she thinking?! Louis had Xzilia, why did she suddenly have the urge to see him? She was so deep in thought she didn’t realize that she had already knocked on Xzilia’s door and was now waiting on her doorstep.
 
~
RB-  The town may have celebrated long through the night, but up at Xzilia’s house there was no celebration. Only the sound of slumber coming from the tired girl in the bed.  Louis had slept, but only briefly.  He remained in that same chair all through the evening.  He could hear the sounds of the people – joyous in the success of the battle, and the musicians played songs that were in marked tribute to those that fought and died, and those that survived to see another day’s dawn.  
Rising before the dawn, which was unusual for Louis as he was pretty much a creature of the night, something had happened to him when Xzilia gave him her gift of life.  He had yet to understand it, and as Xzilia slept there was no way he could bring himself to wake her and ask.  What was she exactly?  He still didn’t know.  All he did know was that she had caused a serious change in him.  Xzilia had the power to bring him back from the final death and that was no mean feat.  He had so much he wanted to ask her, but that would have to wait.
Louis was standing just shy of a velvet curtain that draped over one of the glass pane windows, when he heard a knock at the door.  Furrowing his brow, as he wasn’t sure who it could be, he strode out of Xzilia’s bedroom and headed down the stairs to the front landing.   Opening the door, he was surprised to see Louana standing there.
“I thought you would be tired from the celebrations, Louana.”  
He stepped back, as though wishing her to enter.
“Xzilia is still asleep.”
~
DC:   Looking up at his face she couldn’t help but stare until he stepped aside to let her in. She smiled softly and entered, tired as she might be it was too late for her busy body to sleep now. When she was fully into the foyer she was in awe, the place was spacious and Xzilia didn’t like living here? What a ungrateful woman. Looking at Louis she smiled kingly, and somewhat sweetly, as she threaded her voice with the ‘song’ of love.
 
“Actually Louis, I came here to see you. I know Xzilia can hold her own but I was actually worried to see how you were.” Short, sweet and hypnotic. She wanted to see just how strong her voice was, could it render a vampire like him helpless?
 
Putting her hands behind her back she added even more appeal to herself, a cute and sexy look. No man could resist it; even if her voice didn’t work the pheromones she put off would drive him crazy. 
 
~
RB- Watching the pink haired siren enter, Louis moved to close the door behind her.  The sound of the door locking echoed throughout the vast foyer.  There was no other sound, but the tap of her heels upon the tiles, and of course, her voice which in itself could be classed as a weapon of choice.  The smile that was now painted upon her lips was one that brought out a curious expression from Louis.  In a way, it was more than just a smile.  Her whole body started to act out being coy, and demure.  Was she seriously doing, what he thought she was?  Weaving her way with words and actions to present herself as a desirable woman for his fancy?
“You were worried about me?”  His head cocked ever slightly, as though not totally buying it.  His eyes darted towards the stairs, and then back down at the pink haired minx.  “I’ve pretty much treated you like a piece of shit on my shoe….and you are concerned about my well being?”  He reached up to strum his fingers upon his chin and closed one eye as he pointed at her.
“This is some sort of trick, right?”
~
DC:   With his words she narrowed her eyes, no she didn’t change what she was doing only changed the way she went about them. Her voice was still laced as she spoke words of truth to him.
 
“If I wasn’t worried about you, your sorry ass would be at the bottom of the ocean right? Its not how you treated me that I care, but the fact that you are my captain.” She placed her hands on her hips and glared at this man. If he wanted tricks she would give them to him, she would be able to ruin his entire life with the tricks she could pull.
 
But she wasn’t like that, then again unless he provoked such a reason for that. Either way she quit her glaring and settled down as she moved to her next subject.
 
“Another reason why I am here is because of the crew, they sent their regards last night but no one answered the door. So I am here to deliver them personally.”
 
~
RB-  That sudden change in expression did amuse the Pirate captain. It was not what she said, but how she said it. A change in demeanor meant that she had been trying it on.  Cheeky wench.  She did have a point though, that if she hadn’t cared she wouldn’t have gone to the effort to fetch him from the ocean’s belly.  He was sure that he thanked her for that back at the shore line, though his recollection was a little fuzzy.  Mentioning that she didn’t care about how she was treated, but that she respected him as Captain was a little shot of pride for the vampire, since Captains were in his book, not meant to be sweet darling souls, but real hard arsed bastards.  They were the ones that had to make the hard decisions, and often it was for the sake of all on the ship, not just one simple soul.
Like the clouds changing from grey to white, the pink haired siren went on to explain the real reason for her visit.  The fact that the crew wanted to send their wishes, since no one had answered the door earlier that night.
“Right.  Well, as you can see I am fine, though I am still not sure as to why that is.”  He was now admitting that he was feeling better than fine.  Better than he had felt in hundreds of years.  Xzilia had done something to him and that was starting to eat away at him.  Louis fell silent for a moment, his face marked with concern and a slight amount of confusion.  He then remembered that Louana was standing right there.  
“Hmm…alright, since you have acted on behalf of the crew, then I shall make you first mate of the ship.  Reward for your service to…me.”  There was a pause, and she was bound to have picked that up.  It was not what you say, but how you say it.
~
DC:   She tilted her head then began playing with her lip. Her services weren’t finished, but she would accept that. She grinned wide and clung onto him, breasts the perfect size to fill any man’s hand pressed tightly on his chest as she hugged him. First mate was an honor to her since all she ever did was be a navigator. When she pulled away she left behind another kiss to his cheek before stepping back.
 
“Thank you, sir! I will promise to serve you well for any and EVERY need you ever so wish.” She politely bowed, the tops of her breasts becoming very visible. When she snapped back up they bounced. 
 
She giggled again, excitement boiling up inside her being as she bit her lip. Other intentions were ‘washed away’, she just wanted to shower her Captain with all the happiness she had. And that she did with one passionate kiss. 
 
~
RB-  The girl practically had a meltdown of gush and pink bouncing exuberance.  So much so that the Captain was starting to regret having been so generous.  If a girl could fall out of her dress easily, it was Louana.  That wide grin was disarming, and he didn’t know if he should be happy or run.  Before he could move, she was all over him.  Breasts smacked up against his chest so hard it made him cough in surprise.  SHE kissed his cheek and he let out a sigh of relief that it was not like the one that she had done on the ship.
Such enthusiasm.  He tried to smile at her, but again his eyes lowered to see those magoomba mommas bouncing about beneath her dress….till they came close to being fully exposed. 
“Gah.”  Those girls were enough to cause a dead man to rise out of his coffin and try to impale the nearest female it could get it’s hands on.
The girl was going into overdrive and then she kissed him.  One long…passionate kiss that took his breath away.
~
DC:   The kiss lasted awhile, her hands trailing up his chest to cup his face. Her plump soft lips embracing his, and dare she do it, her tongue played lightly with his. Body almost fully pressed against his she pulled away ever so slightly and smiled softly, catching her breath. The captain was such a marvelous kisser that she almost went overboard. 
 
She looked up at him with bright pink eyes and licked her lips as hands trailed back down his chest and to his belt buckle. Would he allow her to please him? Would he please her too? She began toying with the belt teasingly feeling the start of a bulge. 
 
She could see he was fighting it, but his body was begging for it as his shaft grew. And grow it did as she slipped a few fingers in the top of his pants.
 
“Captain? Are you excited?” Seductress words as she played with him more.
 
RB-  The legends that had been said about sirens were true.  Very true.  As much as the Captain started to fight this feeling that was now building up inside him, the state of his arousal was such that you didn’t need glasses to see it.  His pants were getting very tight and uncomfortable, due to the way that Louana kissed him.  Her tongue was like a slippery eel, that had delved into his mouth and tussled with his tongue – in a dance that would have the great poets weep.  When she broke the kiss, the Captain was panting hard, and he then got the shock of seeing her startling to fiddle with his belt buckle.  Trying to release him to the air…and her hands.
“Louana…don’t.”  Yes, he was telling her not to, but his body was wanting it…very much.  As her fingers slipped into his pants, and started to caress his shaft, the Captain shot a look at the stairs.  Xzilia was just up there.  She could wake at any time.  He knew she’d freak if she saw him with Louana in this position.  Louis was pushed to a wall, and he stared down at her, almost dumbfounded.  Her fingers were working their magic, and he now had a raging hard on. The very top of it was quite visible..to both of them
Louis let out a growl that was half of anger, the other half of an aching need.  He didn’t like the position she had now put him in and he wanted so badly to push her away.  But those lips…those full plump lips – he started to imagine them wrapped around his cock.
“You bitch.”  He snarled, forcing her to kneel before him, and thrusting his hips so that he was now inches from her face.
~
DC:   She smiled and slowly ran her tongue from bottom to top. The taste was divine as she encircled the head of his cock with her tongue. Lips as soft as silk brushed against it and slowly her hand moved up and down as she began to suck.
 
Every now and then she noticed him either enjoying it or looking at the stairs, he was terrified of Xzilia finding out. Well she wanted to test those boundaries as her mouth went further back. And her warm, wet tongue and mouth sucked harder. In moments she was moving in a fluent rhythm, hearing him hold back the moans of pleasure. She wanted to hear him shout! 
 
Faster and deeper she went until he was filling even her throat. Sucking hard she felt him throbbing as the trickles of the sweet white nectar began to accumulate. Now she was getting excited, her own pussy dripping with natural fluids. Hot and bothered she peeled off her shirt skillfully and sucked harder.
 
Plump breasts now bounced freely as the bra was removed. She rubbed them together and looked up at him as she continued on. Moans of excitement and gags of pleasure faintly echoed in the foyer and as her captain gripped her hair tight to thrust himself in she inwardly smiled. He filled her throat and mouth to the brim, covered the tops of her breasts, and even had some still dripping out as she swallowed all she could.
 
“My Captain, please take my innocence.” She commented as she laid back for him. It was true; she too was sexually a virgin. And he would be the one to experience taking not one but two virginities.
 
~
RB- The Captain was practically rigid, from head to foot.  He was a mixture of emotions, but the one that was rising to the fore was his lust.  It had been dormant for so long, and this vixen was doing her utmost to see him unravel.  The last thing he wanted to do, was hurt Xzilia, but the way that Louana took to his engorged cock, with a fervor that was insatiable, he found himself falling victim to her ministrations.  Louis stared down at her, his eyes blazing like cold steel and his lips curled downward distastefully.  He didn’t want her to enjoy it, but it was clear by the way she let out sweet sounds and suckled him with all her might, that she was getting far more out of this than he had anticipated.  His jaw practically locked as he let out another growl, but this had the edge of a moan to it.  She was bending his will to hers, even as he grabbed the back of her head, to seize up a good handful of hair.  Pushing and pulling on it severely.  Louis could feel the tension within his sack and his lips parted as he let out a cry.
Louana had just peeled off her shirt, and now those ripe breasts of hers were on full display.  Being forced together and shown off.  The Pirate jerked as he tried to force her take the steaming jets of white that spewed into her mouth, only to fall and splatter on those glorious mounds.  Louis was gasping for breath at what he had just done.  But it was clearly not over yet, not for Louana, who was now laying down on the floor, splayed out for him to see her in all her glory.  
The Pirate vampire didn’t want to take her on the floor.  Now that she had tasted his seed, all his sensibilities were lost to him.  He reached down and grabbed her arms to pull her up to standing.  Her breasts heaving back and forth as he did so.  She’d begged him to take his innocence, but was she truly all that innocent after what she had just done. Louis had seen the small puddle of her own juices on the floor, and like a flower she had opened her petals and released the scent of her pheromones to drive him wild.  His hands slid down to her hips and in one grunt of exertion he lifted her so that she was going to have to wrap her legs around him as he supported her.  There would be no gentleness in his ways, as she wanted a ship’s Captain, that was exactly what she was going to get.
He didn’t love her, but he lusted for her with everything in his being. Louis buried his face to her neck, and started to suck down hard, while his hands drew her buttocks apart, and he began his assault on her.  Without warning, his cock slammed its way upward, breaking her hymen apart in one swift movement, filling her with his hardness till she would find herself screaming in pain and pleasure. His lips moved from her neck, down to her right breast, where he latched on and sucked it with gusto – his body moving and forcing her up and down upon his girth.
~
DC:   He hoisted her up to her feet, she wasn’t expecting that. Licking her lips she found herself straddling his hips as he gripped her ass. And them the pain came, oh the screams she echoed through the foyer echoed like thunder. She gripped his shoulders, screaming and moaning as he slid her ass up and down the massive shaft she just sucked. 
 
Her own liquids may have may the entry less painful, but it didn’t make it feel better either. Then having his lips suck on her breasts caused her to drop her head back and moan as loud as she could. She was in heaven as her eyes rolled back and her ass throbbed and tightened.
 
Her body was in spasms and her own self began to move with his harsh thrusts. She was beginning to feel him grow larger, was he about to come? She was about to let out another pleasurable moan when there was a feint whimpering. Looking at the stairs there stood Xzilia, eyes ablaze but face streaked with tears. She was dressed in nothing, body completely nude as blood flowed down the stairs.
 
“Louis, what are you doing?” Her voice was eerily calm, just for the fact that blood was pooling around his ankles and filling the house. She attempted a smile filled with hurt, as a weapon formed from the ruby red liquid. “Please reassure me that this isnt reality.”
 
Taking slow steps down the blood covered stairs she stared at him, tears still flowing. Hair was pitch black and the scythe fully completed, eyes the color of deep space and something new formed. A halo of shadows was in solid form as she stood a mere 3 yards away.
 
~
RB-  What met Xzilia’s gaze would be the horrible red eyes of her lover, staring at her as he continued to pump Louana’s ass vigorously.  Was he not going to stop what he was doing, now that his true love had caught them in the act?  Louana had pushed him beyond sensibility and now he was acting as cold and harsh as he did upon the sea.  The words that came from his lips sounded hollow and without love.
“Teaching her a lesson, my love.”
If he had wanted to take her virginity, he would have.  The fact was he was drilling into her other little hole, that was now tearing as they spoke.  Blood would be dripping down on the floor as he sneered past Louana’s head at Xzilia.  He forced her down…again and again, as his beloved watched.  Oh, Louana might have been enjoying herself, but Louis was being brutal.  The hard skin smacking rang out across the room, and would fill Xzilia’s ears.  
“She wanted me to tear her flower….instead I tore her arse.”  
Louis pulled the girl off him and then flung her to the floor at Xzilia’s feet.  A blooded trail set to follow her.  Almost like he was in a trance, he looked at Xzilia and saw her tears.  “Why are you crying?”  Maybe he didn’t understand that she may have witnessed this as betrayal.  He kicked off his pants, and ripped off his blooded shirt – tossing them to the side.
“There is only one virgin I want….Xzilia.”  The vampire stared her down, standing naked before her.  What was she going to do?  Kill them both?  It was pretty clear that someone was going to die, but who?
~
DC:   With each thrust that he made was each time her heart came unraveled, was he really just toying with her? Lesson as he put it but she seen something else as she ripped away the vampire side of him, stuffing it into a marble size orb. He was now a human, gasping in pain on his knees. Xzilia showed no love for him right now as she turned to orb into a necklace for herself. 
 
“Let us see, just how much you like being taught a lesson…” She snapped her fingers as the shadowy form of a bulky bouncer appeared. Stark necked he grabbed Louis’s arm and forced him to bend over a table. Xzilia turned away, not able to watch the figure tear into Louis’s ass. 
 
Instead she glared down at a twitching Louana and glared, She was begging for forgiveness but what came to her was the bottom of the scythes handle to pierce through her skull. It was a sickening and delightful sound until she heard Louis scream in agony. 
 
“Oh shut up…” She snapped her fingers again and another jammed its cock into his mouth. She strolled over with a dark expression of hurt and stared at him, he still had her heart but she seemed so neutral about this whole thing as she brushed sweat plastered hair from his face. “I’ll have them stop after I finish breakfast, when you’re ready we can talk about the lesson you have learned.” With that she left to the kitchen,
 
~
RB-  The last thing that Louis ever expected was for Xzilia to turn on him the way that she did.  Ripping his very nature from him – the vampire side of his being now trapped inside a small marble sized orb.  Louis fell to the ground, crumpled as though in great pain, but the worst was not over.  She had decided to use the same bouncers that had been at the club the night that they met, and he would have to learn a very painful lesson in cruelty himself.  Subjecting him to being ass raped by a virtual gorilla of a man.  Thank god he had a small dick.  If that was not enough, Xzilia killed the pink haired minx, who had just been made first mate to the Devil’s Mistress.  Louis would have been shocked, except at that moment, his mouth was stuffed full with the cock of yet another bouncer.  His cries and protests were stifled by the manner in which he was now being taken.
Fucked this way and that, the punishment that she dished out suited the crime to a T.  The two men pummeling Louis endlessly, as Xzilia would be enjoying her breakfast in another room.  Blood was now all over the floor, not just Xzilia’s, but also Louis.  If this kept up much longer, he himself would be as dead as Louana was.  Her pink hair now stained with a crimson hue.
What was the worst part of all this?
Louis lost the woman he loved…right then and there.
~
DC:   Ten minutes later she returned with a tray of food. The men had filled Louis with their fluids, both front and back repeatedly. Setting the tray on a different coffee table she ordered the men quit and so they did. With another snap of her fingers she had them vanish and healed Louis enough so he wouldn’t bleed out. Going to his side she helped him to the couch and paused to look at him.
 
“Do you want to sit or lay down?” She asked, supporting his body on his. When he answered she followed what he wanted before sitting in an armchair across the table. She crossed her bare legs and sighed shakily, trying hard not to tremble in anger and bring those men back for round two.
 
Snapping her eyes back to Louis she leaned forward to speak to him softly. “How did it feel? To be violated like that?” Words were venom but somehow still carried love. She sat back and awaited an answer, but not before telling him the food on the tray was his.
 
~
RB- Louis’s eyes fell as he lay on the couch.  He felt humiliated in every sense of the word.  He wanted not for food, though he could smell it on the tray.  He was angry.  Angry at himself more than anything.  That he had not been man enough to stop Louana’s advances.  Instead he used sex as an act to punish her, and that was exactly what Xzilia had just done, but on a harder scale.  At this moment, Xzilia had all the power, and she also wore his very essence of being around her neck like a bauble.  His eyes flickered upward, but soon fell again.  He knew that if he spoke that it would turn into something that would be like a screaming tirade of abuse and vulgarity.  His lips were still sore and swollen, much like his pride.
“If it was my punishment, then so be it.  But if you think I am going to tell you how it felt….you can go to hell.”  
His eyes finally looking up at her.  Louis’s face hardened as he stared her down.  Taking a man’s pride like that….hurt like fuck.
“You should have let me die, when you had the chance.”
~
DC:   She chuckled and looked down fiddling with her fingers as she debated how to answer and go about this. Eventually she looked back at him and resolved her problems.
 
“I’m already in hell Louis. Suffering, choking, and dying on the acidic smoke around me. The flames burning my skin away and organs torn out. I am already living through hell and back.” She stood and calmly opened a time portal back to Louis’s time. 
 
“And if you desire to be dead…die somewhere where I can’t see you.” She then healed him completely as the wind whipped up her hair. Eyes cold as ice she left the room and headed out the door and into the city, fully dressed and dragging a now groaning Louana behind her. That Siren wasn’t dead just severely injured.
 
~
RB-  Louis may have been healed, but he was no longer himself.  Did he mean half of what he had just said?  Fighting words bred from the anger of humiliation.  To Xzilia, she was already in hell, and now she wished nothing more than to be rid of the sight of him.  Opening up a portal to the very world that he had come from.  He pushed himself off the couch slowly, as his beautiful, yet cold Xzilia dragged Louana out the door of her house and off to god knows where.  She had around her neck, his being….who he really was.  Without it, he would be nothing more than a simple human, to die a human’s death.  Those eyes of hers….would leave an imprint upon his soul.  Did he turn and run after her, now that he was healed enough to do so?  
He’d hurt her enough for many lifetimes.  Sure enough mostly this one. Resigned to a life without her, he ambled through the portal and wound up outside the very club where the adventures had begun.
DC:   5 years later and summer has hit. The sun has no mercy on the outside souls unless you are swimming in a pool of ice water. Birds chirped and neighborhood children played in water fountain, most of the city was either at the shore or staying indoors. Xzilia had cleaned up her house and filled it with maids and butlers as she became more of a steel fisted mayor over the city. Louana had suffered life at sea for three years and was demoted as measly crew member, never to step foot in a tavern. 
 
A messenger came walking into her room and she looked up blankly as she listened to him. Taking the pale yellow parchment she dismissed him and opened the letter. It was another ‘mission’ for her to partake in. Her time era back then had somehow become the safe haven of all supernatural and human beings in time. So over time, and using most of her life, she created a whole different dimension as to not screw up the time loop on earth. 
 
“Parker! Ready my clothes I am heading to the Modern Era!!” She called out to a butler who did as told. Flinging the paper on the desk she began to stand, feeling he round orb thump between her breasts. She calmed the necklace by placing her hand over it before heading to the teleportation room. What being would she be bringing with her today?
 
~
RB – Five years ago, a man stepped out of a portal into a world that he knew, but that as a human he was not quite ready for.  Stripped of his powers, of what made him Louis – he was a man with nothing but the knowledge of hundreds of years of existence.  His taste for blood and cruelty it seemed was nothing but a memory.  The cruel twist of fate, that Xzilia had sent him to a world where she no longer was.  This was by far a fate worse than death.  To have found the woman of his dreams, and lose her all so easily due to the wicked ways of the pink haired minx.  Was she dead?  God, he hoped she was.
The current time – Louis had been on the road a long time.  Turns out that his fists still held a lot of power, and he had been on the boxing circuit.  Moving from town to town and cage fighting as he went.  He may have been only a man, but he fought like a demon.  Perhaps a sceric of his true self still remained, locked in the darkest part of his heart.
In a town that was off any map, Louis was drinking at the bar.  Barmaids practically falling over themselves to serve him.  He had just beaten three of the town’s best, and was strapping up his blooded fingers, as those around him sat in silence.  In awe of the man known simply as the Crow.  A nickname that he had earnt, as he dressed in all black, and whenever he left a town….death followed him.
A beer sat in front of him untouched, while a football game was on the TV over the bar.  He payed no attention to it.  Not interested in the pastimes of other humans.  In his heart…he wasn’t one, and never would be.  Sure, his number would come up eventually, but for now he lived a private hell.  One that he chose….
~
DC:   As quickly as the football was snapped it cut off as a news station blared. People whined and complained, but on the tele is a man in front of fire.
 
“Ladies and gentlemen, I am standing here in Salver City where a crazed maniac is destroying the city. Officials have tried to contain the beast but have only failed to, and as – wait a minute everybody! Is that a giant hold opening up near this beast?!” The camera zooms into the chaos and a large fox spirit growls and stares at the whole. Stepping from the depths is Xzilia, she has a new look, long white flowing hair and a more mature body as she reaches for the beast.
 
“Wait, there is a woman trying to approach the beast?! What does she think she’s doing?!” The animal lunges and snaps, but Xzilia smacks it nose and sends its head into the road. She is mouthing something angrily as the Spiritual fox begins to change and plead. “I cant believe my eyes, this woman just calmed that beast!”
 
~
RB-  Louis and the rest of the bar all glanced up at the news report being filed in Salver city.  What shocked Louis was not the beast that was causing all the damage to the city streets, but the woman that had appeared out of nowhere and was now going head to head with it.
“Xzilia?”  It looked like her, but the hair was totally different, and she appeared to have aged.  Could it really be her?  The camera zoomed in and sure enough Louis recognized the bauble around her neck. It was his life force.  It really was her!  The crowd in the bar were all ooing and aahing at the show that the TV was playing.  It was like something out of a Japanese film or anime.  It couldn’t possibly be real.  That is what many of the patrons were saying.  Maybe a hoax by some studio company to get advertising for an upcoming film.  Louis however knew that it was no hoax.  What she fought was real…Xzilia was real, and in this time period.  Had she come to fight a new breed of monsters that were going to terrorize the humans? 
Grabbing his cigarettes, zippo lighter and jacket, Louis made his way for the door.  Outside his bike was parked, the same one that he had brought back the size of a key chain.  Miraculously, it had gone back to its true size.  Straddling his bike, he flipped back the kick stand, then flicked the ignition, and the bike roared to life.  He pressed his foot down on the accelerator and took off like a madman, smoke trailing behind him as he spirited towards Salver city.
~
DC:   She growled lowly and listened to this beast speak. It was a male in search for his sister who had been taken. He went into fox form out of anger and as Xzilia hoisted him up she huffed heavily.
 
“Ill find your sister, what I want you do to is walk through there and wait.” She looked at him to see if he understood and he nodded entering the portal as it closed. Glaring at the cameras she flipped them off and walked away, eventually disappearing in the shadows and reappearing in a who different part of town. She sighed heavily and rested herself on a wall for support. Breathing heavily she leaned over to vomit up her lunch, this wasn’t a good time to be losing her composure. 
 
Wiping her mouth she pushed off the wall and began to study her surroundings. Humans littered this city, and traces of any other creature like the fox spirit were not here. But right as she was about to shadow port to the next city something caught her attention, something familiar was near.
~
RB- The roar of the motorcycle grew louder as it came over the last hill.  The city of Salver was still a fair way off, or at least from the direction he was coming from.  With his visor down, the biker could have been anyone.  An ache in Louis’s chest grew and he went full throttle.  Xzilia was here somewhere, and she had something that was very dear to him.  He had not forgotten that night when she had given out her punishment, and the fact it practically cost him everything he held dear.  Now, he had a chance…a chance to say what had been unsaid.  Would he find her before she entered another time portal and left the human realm once more?
Coming around the next turn, Louis could make out a lady that was close to a building near the side of the road.  The one thing that seized his attention was the dress…and the colour of her hair.  The bike skidded along the road as he pulled hard on the brakes.  It was a miracle that the bike didn’t topple over.
The burning smell of his tires filled the air, and he reached up to remove his bike helmet.  His hair was shorter than the days when he was a ship’s captain, but it was unmistakable who he was.
Flipping the kick stand up, he brought his leg over the bike so he was free standing along side it.  The helmet still in his hands.  He was wearing a trench coat like jacket – style seemed to stick with him even after five years.
“You are the last person I ever expected to see.”
~
DC:   She blinked her eyes as this biker stopped. Was this the familiar thing she felt? As the helm was removed she fought the urge to face palm, she didn’t need this right now. And as Louis spoke she turned on her heel and made her way down the street. She had to first finish this mission before her attention went to him, even though she kinda guessed what he was after.
 
Stepping over rubble she made her way out of the city, having been too late for her to travel by shadow. This would take longer to get there than the gods themselves.
 
“Why does it always have to be here that I deal with trouble…” She mumbled to herself making her way along the roads.
 
~
RB-  Louis watched her turn on her heel and start to walk away from him.  Ther was no way that he was going to have that.  He broke into a run and even as a human, he was able to catch her up.  Seizing her arm, he spun her around and the look on his face was one that could kill.
“Trouble?  Is that all I ever was to you?”
Though his eyes were not the same, due to the change of being human, it was unmistakable that the fire was still there.  He glanced down to see the orb around her neck.  It was so close, he could reach out and take it, but that would be too easy.
“Is your life still Hell?  Do you only taste ash in your mouth when you eat and drink?”  He shook her wrist before letting it go.  
~
DC: She stared at him, head bobbing from when he spun her. Like a doll she was, just strung up by invisible strings as she spoke.
 
“I wasn’t expecting to run into both a killer fox spirit and you. Meeting you on better conditions would have been a little more ideal.” She commented, just standing there. She noted his eyes tracking the orb and flinched when he shook her wrist. Looking at it there was a bruise already forming and she shrugged and went to remove the orb necklace.
 
“Here, I know you have missed it for quite some time. I’m done torturing you with the burdens of humanity.” She held it out to him without a fight and grabbed his hand. Placing it delicately in his palm the orb emptied into his being, giving him his powers back. “All you had to do was touch it, or at least touch me when I walked away. But you left instead.”
 
~
RB-  The wave of power that was released by the orb, and flooded his being; had Louis let out a howl of protest and at the same time pleasure.  How he had longed to be whole again, though he didn’t know that he could have had that, if he had touched her before she had left him with the portal five years before.  Louis blinked as his eyes changed back to the blazing steel grey, and his hair once again grew long and back to how it was originally.  He licked his lips as the elongated dog teeth were now on display and though he fell back slightly, he soon righted himself to full height.
As she had said, Xzilia was finished with the torture that she had put Louis through.  
“I left because your punishment drove me too.”
She had managed to strip him in a sense of his manhood with what she had put him through, and it took a long time for him to get over it.  In fact, he had not touched another since that time.  Female or male.  He only did when he fought, and that was usually a sickening thing to watch.
The orb now empty, there was nothing left to say.  She was free to go back to her time, and be who she wished to be.  Louis could continue on in the human realm, but live as he had always done.  A lone wolf…
~
DC:   “As harsh as it was you were out of control. My rage boiled so high that even a broken heart didn’t sever it. I couldn’t bring myself to kill you nor have actual flesh and blood men defile you. I used puppets to put you through what Louana felt and your heart through what I have to life with.” She felt tired after handing him that orb, why was that?
 
Building up strength she cupped his cheek and kissed his forehead, giving him more power than what he already had. Patting hi head she dismissed herself and turned on her heel to carry out her mission, but not without calling to him.
 
“Good luck on your fights, you’re spectacular Louis my love!” And she was gone with the shadows for now.
 
~
(to be continued)

 

The Captain and Xzilia.

A new fantasy story that is a collaborative with dreamcircle125 of wordpress.  

RB:   The roar of the motorcycle powering down the city lane was heard from quite a distance away.  Punters for the local club were lined up for a night of dancing and drink.  It was Saturday night – not to mention a full moon was out.  The city streets shrouded in a light mist as fog rolled in from the wharves.  The blazing headlight of the motorcycle grew larger, illuminating the shivering club goers.  The tempretures of late had been just above freezing, as the continued snow fall had blanketed the city.  
The harley pulled up just at the curb, in between two cars and the rider backed it in to park on an angle, the engine giving a last growl before he shut the engine off.  The rider slowly removed his helmet, to reveal a shock of black and silver hair, that fell down to cover his eyes from view.  Slowly, he peeled off his gloves and placed them both within the helmet, and then hooked the helmet upon the back of the bike.  
Seeing the crowd moving to get inside, the rider made a mental count of the numbers.  It was clear for anyone to see, that the place was going to be packed. Kicking the foot stand, the rider swung his leg off the bike.  The bitter cold air pinched at his cheeks, and he buried his hands into his pockets, as he ventured towards the club entrance.  The coloured neon lights flashed, offering a shade of red to illuminate the rider’s face as he stood before the bouncers.  The man was known to them, and both stepped aside, to allow him entry.  This was one of his prime hunting grounds, and he was here to feed.
~
 
DC:   The low purrs of blazing hot engine rumbled in as eyes watched the newcomer enter into the crowd of people and bikes. The beings own bike rested between two cars and at the sight of him peeked the curiosity of a youthful killer. Her head cocked to the side with a smile as she stepped from the alley way and towards the throng of people. However, this was a club and entry was harder than stalking and hunting. Bulky bouncers blocked her way just ahead and, slipping through a patch of shadows, she peeled away her casual outfit and emerged completely different. 
Long pale legs strode towards the two men, the click clack of velvet heels echoing on the walkway. Dresses where over rated for her style, she preferred short black shorts showing half her ass and a blood red thong peeking out from the top. A white tee, lettered with unknown texts, covers her C-cup breasts smoothly. As for a coat, she loved a black trench, always did her good when she needed to sleep elsewhere that wasn’t a bed.
Charming looks and an even more charming smile. She looked the part and it was time to act it. Arriving in front of the men her silken voice gave way to venomous words. “Hello. My you two men are quite the treasure for being just bouncers.”
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RB:  The bouncers were from one of those south sea islands.  Dark tanned skin, broad shoulders…and thick necks.  Their eyes hidden behind dark shades as they stared down at the girl that was giving her all in trying to get in.  One even raised a shaped brow at her words, whilst the other let out a loud chuckle – which had his belly roll beneath his black silken shirt.  “Flattery huh?  You hear that Bubba, we be treasures.”  The other bouncer joined in with the banter and he too gave out a laugh that was louder than it needed to be.  “She must really want in, bro.”  The two men glanced at each other, while the crowd started to get restless in behind.  The girl had cut in the line.  Not seeing the harm in it, and due to the fact she was the kind of girl that had men constantly buying drinks, the bouncer on the right lifted the rope and waved the girl on through.
The first thing to see, once you passed through the doors, was the strobe lights that bounced off the walls, illuminating the darkness within.  The heavy pound and throbbing of the bass line was hypnotic, and the patrons were already hard at it on the dance floor.  The DJ was a favorite for a Saturday night, and many had come just to hear his tracks.  He was like a King, lording over his subjects.  Punching his fist out at the crowd in time to the beat.  High above, light sets rolled and rotated sending dazzling coloured beams in all directions.  Girls in white were illuminated by the black lights, which meant that in some ways their garments became almost see through.  
Down at the far end of the bar, the biker was leaning with his back to the timber bar top.  A toothpick was rotating out past his lips, as he surveyed the pulsating throng of bodies.  So many to choose from, it was a virtual meat market.  The rider hadn’t bought a drink.  He didn’t need to.  What he wanted wasn’t exactly on tap.
 
DC:   “What a bunch of sarcastic men.” She hissed when she walked passed the mass of meat. Inside was musky, hot blooded bodies with pulses louder than the music itself. She bit her lower lip as calm brow eyes turned shadowy black. Grey tipped black hair fell down her back as she let it down. The air grew heavier and she strutted to the bar, leaning on her elbows and popping her rump out a bit.
“Barkeep! Give me a 11am Shot!” A drink to get the night started, 11 alcohols in a small glass boiled her blood as she threw back the beverage. Now asking for a weaker drink she turned and eyed a few hot bodies across the masses. Out of most of them they were more sober, and she enjoyed something that fought back.
However she was soon reminded why she made her way into this club as she spotted the male down the bar. Eyes back to brown she sighed and sat down in a stool and watched him for a while. She kept it at simple glances and shy looks, but eventually she just started staring for better information.
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RB:  Dark eyes scanned the night crowd as it moved in a pulsating rhythm with that of the music.  Already Louis was picking out potentials for the night’s events.  A crease of a smile forming as his head nodded in time to the beat.  He wore a black t’shirt and matching jeans with boots, so there was nothing about him that appeared to be overdone or made him stand out in the crowd.  His eyes however, oh they were something.  Practically black in colour, the white so sharp as they peered at the crowd beneath his eyelids.  He was about to push off the bar, when he felt the gaze of another now settled upon him.  Unusual as that was, he turned his head towards a girl that had been downing shots at the other end.  
Louis zeroed in on the girl.  Why?  Because he happened to notice the sudden change in the colour of her eyes.  Oh…..so he had competition.  No human could pull off a trick like that.  So instead of making his way to the dance floor as he had planned, Louis instead started to walk towards the girl.  Now, she had brown eyes, but he knew what he had seen.
Sidling up along side her, he stared straight ahead at the barkeep.
“Water.”  
His fingers strummed the bar, while he leaned forward. He eventually turned his head towards her and said…
“You’re new here huh?”
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DC:  He was dressed to hide, but there is always something different about a man with unknown power. She smirked as he scanned the room, bobbing his head to the music, and twirling his toothpick. When he spotted her she looked awya and had her finger rim a shot glass before she tossed it back. The liquid warmed her throat for a split second then faded and when she went to look back at the man she noticed he was moving towards her.
She turned her head and waited for him, continuing to rim her glass. She could smell his blood, musky with a rich spice. She heard him speak to her, something about being new, and she turned towards him with a small smile.
“Yes, a little. I don’t like entering into bars and clubs.” She nips the inside of her lip and smiles.
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RB – Louis smirked when watching the girl reply to him with that way about her.  Sure, she was new alright.  Pinching the edge of his toothpick, Louis took it out from between his teeth and tossed it into an ashtray, before leaning heavier on the bar top.  The barkeep placed the frosted glass of water in front of Louis, before going back to serving the other thirsty patrons.  Drumming his fingers lightly upon the wooden top, it would be easy to see that his nails were filed almost into sharp points.  It was unusual for a man to have nails in this fashion, but he didn’t have them like that purely for cosmetic reasons.  Around his neck, he wore a strange pendant, that looked to be some sort of crest.  Like a coin that had been hand pressed a couple hundred years ago and the chain looked to be like lead.  Louis also had an arm guard that was made from braided leather and quite worn.  With his sort of windswept and interesting appeal, you could be forgiven for thinking he had stepped off the set of some pirate movie.  Except his clothing was a little more suited to the modern era.  His left cheek had a jagged scar that ran down just below his eye.  It had long time healed but its prominance certainly meant he was a man of action – not one of words.
The left corner of his lip twitched ever slightly as he started to push the glass around, almost absently.  Oh, he had already taken a good whiff of her scent and had seen the change in her eye colour, so you could say that he was on to her.
Without warning, he said.  
“See anything you like?”  
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DC:   She grinned and turned around, resting her back on the bar. Hair fluttering again she pointed across the room casually to some now buzzed patrons in the somewhat VIP area. 
“Those six over there, they have drank a bit more when I first seen them, but they still seem sweeter than the rest of the tedious ones.” Her brown eyes glowed as she turned to the man. The flashing lights gave her color, but the black lights made her glow as if she was standing naked under a full moon. 
With this said she lowered her finger and turned back to the bar ordering another shot, looking at the man. 
“So, why do you ask? Are they yours instead?” She didn’t know what he meant, but hey he seemed to be either amused or challenging. She liked a fight in her dinner, maybe even in bed, but with someone of equal strength that she don’t know she wouldn’t bother with that. 
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RB – Louis perked a brow, and happened to glance over his shoulder at the VIP area that the girl had just pointed out.  So she was on the prowl.  Nailed it.  By the way Louis reacted however, he didn’t seem to give a toss about the crowd that she had her eyes on.  If that was what she wanted to feed on….all the luck to her.  In fact, he might even want to see her technique in catching her prey.  Anything beat having to watch some of the people attempt to dance on the floor.  The more they drank, the worse they got.  You could tell that Louis was not the kind of man that tried to show off in front of others.  Not like half the blue shirts that were in the club.  Business executives on their night away from their families – trying to impress any girl with a good set of legs.  Louis had seen it all before.  
Watching the girl turn back towards the bar, Louis stayed silent for a moment, only going back to stare straight ahead.  He gave off this really cold exterior, that may be considered to be intimidating at best.  It may make her wonder, or even second guess herself at his intent.  Again, he drummed his nails upon the timber top – but if she cared to listen he made the same pattern of sound…again…and again…and again.  It was almost hypnotic in a way.  What was his game?
“You’d know if they were mine.”  His voice had a gravel like quality to it.  He didn’t even look at her as he spoke.  He lifted a boot up onto the foot rail below, and she might hear an odd tink sound of metal from his heel.  Who was this guy?
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DC – She raised a tempting eyebrow, was he trying to get her curious about him? He didn’t have to try so hard, she actually wanted to drink from his veins and learn all he is. However, more important things were at foot when her targeted food began to leave.
“Crap, what bad timing.” She curses as her clothing changes in a veil of shadows. She now wears tight black pants, tank, and weaponized combat boots all her casual wear. She looked at the man and took his glass of water, sipping it. “I hope we can meet again, I want to learn more about you.”
She follows the VIP group out the door with a flap of her coat. 
~
RB-  At the precise moment that the girl started to change, Louis’s finger drumming came to an abrupt halt.  He didn’t even have to look behind him to see that the group that the girl had in her sights were on the move.  The vampire’s hand pushed the glass of water back as he stood up to full height. His chin rising as he did so, and this was when the girl would get a far better look at him.  Rugged, and with a light stubble across his chin and just up the sides of his cheek, like a shadow almost.  He had no intention of drinking the water that he ordered, all that was for show.  
Giving a sideways glance towards Little Miss Combat, he wet his lips with his tongue and then you could see the small flash of one of his dog teeth.  She made her farewell speech and that she hoped to see him again.  He didn’t say a word.  Didn’t bat an eyelid, but those eyes did follow her as she left the club, going after the group from the VIP section.  As the door closed, he reached in his pocket and took out an old time piece.  He flipped up the silver hood and then grinned as he started to count down.
“5…4…3…2…”
In that moment he simply vanished in a blur of silver and black, leaving the barman looking bewildered.
The door was thrown open by some force….but what, before it flapped back and forth on it’s hinges.
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DC – Raising the last kicking body into the air the terrified woman now faces death. Her friends lay scattered across the ground of a parking lot about a block away, why are humans so foolish. She screams with such force her voice becomes raspy before Xzilia’s teeth sink into the woman’s neck, blood bursting into her mouth and streaming down her chin. When she finishes she tears a chunk of her neck out and drops the body, gnawing on the flesh.
Shadows pour out of her body as she twirls a knife in a bored fashion. Cracking her neck she begins to walk away with a yawn.
“That was quite impressive, they actually managed to scratch me.” She chuckles and begins to head home, she was in need of a shower to wash the blood away.
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RB-  Never…ever talk to yourself when someone could be watching you.  Someone was.  Oh yes, he had enjoyed the spectacular blood letting and frenzied style of this girl, but she appeared to be just a little cocky….and a whole lot of sloppy.  As she twirled her knife and let out a yawn, walking away from the scene of chaos and blood, a hand would reach around and clasp over her mouth, while the other hand seized her wrist and gripped it with a force that was so strong, it could easily snap bone like a twig.  That same musky scent that the girl had encountered within the bar, was now wafting all around her.  Louis had a funny way of saying hello.  His body pressed hard up against her back, and he bent his head enough so she could feel the slight stubble against her ear, as he whispered coarsely.
“I could do more…than scratch you, lovey.”
His nails started to sink into her flesh as he started to lick earlobe.  His breath was surprisingly cool, but his body….that felt like it was on fire.
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DC – Eyed widened, she was suddenly restrained. She attempted to look behind her however HE wouldn’t let her. With her wrist being squeezed she dropped her knife, but with the other hand she gripped his arm and tried to pull it off her mouth. Then she felt his stubble and his oddly cool breath against her skin as he whispered his sweet words.
“Mmmph!” 
Words muffled she trembled against his body as he licked her. It felt great, not the licking, but his body. The heat radiated from it and it felt toned as ever, at leased she hoped. However, she aslo didnt like being restrained either, therefore she began to free herself. Shadows began to wrap around the man and constricted him, eventually pulling him off and pinning him to the ground. She too now sit on him, straddling his waist.
“You dare to grab me from behind?”
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RB-  What a nimble little minx this girl was turning out to be.  Some women actually like a bit of rough and tumble, but this girl – she didn’t like being silenced.  She fought with might and let out a loud sound that could have been a swear word, had it not been muffled by his hand.  But while she tried to say one thing, her body said another.  Oh the sweet talk a body makes when faced with danger.  The shiver like tremble that could be felt across his skin gave him all the more reason to want to taste the divine flesh of her being.  She smelt of a fresh kill, and that was just how he liked it.
With the clever use of her shadow manipulation, the girl wound him up in enough that would allow herself to be freed, and in doing so she managed to force him back and pin him to the ground.  He landed with a dull thud against the cement, but to his delight, the woman then straddled him, so he had a fantastic view of her well shaped breasts.  
“I like a little back door, but…hey…I would never say no to a girl that liked to be on top.”
Louis had a wicked gleam to his eye, as he made a grab for her hips, and then swung her over so he was now on top of her and she was the one pinned to the ground beneath him.  Her hair splayed out open the concrete that framed her delicate face like it was a picture worth painting.
He gripped both her hands with one and held them over her head as he leered down just inches from her face.  He was panting like an animal, his dark eyes burrowing into hers with a ferocity that she may find shocking.
“This is better…”
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DC:   She smirked flexing her hands, his grip was tight and the view she had was quite pleasant. She paused for a moment and tilted her head, eyes a hypnotic sea of black. Shadows swirled from the ground as she began to sink down. 
“You want to play well lets play darling.” And she pulls him into the hole with her. The place they enter is black as night, and slowly they float to the ground with liquid to their ankles. She is bare, pale as the moon with not a cloth on her body as she raises her hands. She giggles as a weapon forms from the liquid below.
“I’m sorry, but you seemed persistent to play ‘Restrain Me’ therefore I brought you to a world of equality. MY true hunting grounds, the Shadow Whisper. You can have all the power you had in that weak world, but i have upgraded.” She begins striding around him dragging the forming weapon.
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RB –  Slipping into the black hole that had been formed from the woman’s shadow manipulating ability, the vampire soon found himself floating to the ground which was covered in a sickly black substance.  In this reality, the woman is now without cloth – bare naked as the day she was born.  The vampire however, oh he was still wearing the same garb as he had in the club.  Everything.  From the pocket watch that he had pulled out of his pocket to check the time, to the special crest pendant that he wore on a special chain around his neck. THEN there was the leather gauntlet that seemed to be fashioned from leather.  But what kind of leather you may ask?  So many mysteries to the man that had yet to be unlocked by the woman, who so boldly now strutted around Louis like a tiger that was stalking her prey.  She didn’t get it yet, did she?
This woman, whose name remained unknown certainly felt that she had the upper hand in this world of her creation.  Spun from what was like miasma (miasma (Μίασμα, ancient Greek: “pollution”), a noxious form of “bad air”, also known as “night air”.), but if that were the case, he would feel a sense of nausea, or at least a foul smell to the air.  No this was definitely shadow manipulation at its finest.  An art that was known to few.  He had to admire her persistence at not wanting to be restrained.  Unlike many submissives that craved such attentions – especially in being tied up or bound.
Louis tugged lightly on the leather gauntlet that he had around his wrist, and it started to weave slowly up his arm, like a snake slithering.  Oh, sure.  She was full of surprises….but so was he.
Louis must have been at least seven hundred or so years old.  From a long line in Europe, he had lived, died, and seen so much that this world and the other had to offer.  To find a girl with this much talent, and able to draw him out of the mortal world was remarkable, to say the least.  Was he intimidated?  Hardly.  If anything, he was most amused.
The medallion around his neck shimmered as he started to golf clap her efforts.  She might have viewed this as him being chauvinist, but on the contrary – he was impressed.
“So, Miss.  Do you plan to use that?”  He gestured to the forming weapon, as watched her with eyes black as death.
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DC – She noticed his sudden changes and debated her next decisions carefully, what would she do? She giggled playfully and licked her lips as the massive blood scythe finished being created. 
“Oh no sweetness, this special weapon is for you. I may not scare you now but I will make you think twice before attempting to restrain me.” She lifts the scythe then spins it skillfully over her head before stopping, not wanting to feel like a stuck up show off. She gripped the shaft and walked it to the male, holding it out for him to take. 
“Its an extra boost for your own, powers.” She giggles cutely and tilts her head, breasts bouncing softly.
She took the time to study his medallion closely and hummed some with a grin. Looking up at him she winked seductively and began to step backwards exposing herself to any and all attacks he has to show her.
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RB-  Now, its one thing to be in the black world of this girl’s creation.  It’s another to start trusting a smiling cat that suddenly wants to offer you a gift when she is bouncing about all cutesy like.  Louis merely glanced down at the offered handled and smirked.
“Mother always said, never take candy from a stranger.”  
He had a definite grin when he said this, as the girl was suddenly going from being defensive to being coy and cute like a mouse.  Did she really think he was that gullible?  Louis took a moment to see that she had been staring at his chest and of course the medallion that rested on a light cushion of chest hair.  She was humming and grinning.  Winking at him as though she was now on display for any nocturnal desires that he might have.  Sure, she had the body that could make a man turn to jelly, but Louis was made of harder stuff.  
Dancing about now, with not a care in the world.  Like a big red target was painted on her rump, one that he wanted to smack, just to spite her.
“You’re a very naughty girl, lovey.”
His fingers reached up and he started to stroke the pendant gently, and as the girl stepped backwards she would hear his voice coming from in behind her….though…he was also standing in front of her.
“Like a ghost from the wind, he comes from the sea. And trembles the foe, like a storm on the lee.”  
Her own black shadow formations begin to swirl like that of a rough and ready sea.  Raising up higher and then crashing down around the trio.  How was it he could be in two places at once, and why did he speak like a pirate?  She might just want to know, who she brought down into her world, for he was certainly not one of either….
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DC:   Impressive, but unfazed. She had to admit that he had more power than she thought but she wasn’t using power or techniques. Dopplegangers was something simple, she could make millions with no effort. The only effort she would put in was physically resisting the urge to tear him to pieces in this world. That is what this place was made for, utter and complete killing.
She drew in a long deep breath and filled her lungs. Lacing her fingers together she closed her eyes and released the breath as two bloody pillars smashed into both bodies, one obliterated and the other being thrown to the side. Black blood shadows form as she opens her eyes and tilts her head forward looking at the man. 
“Stop toying with me, show me something impressive or I’ll make you mine.” She sighed heavily wanting something other than show now. A fight, some action, something than watching him get all charged up.
Now she moved, but instead of taking a step her body became blood and she sunk into the liquid below and threw him into the air. 
“Hurry up!”
Her fist slammed into his gut and she sent him back into the ground, blood covering his body as one article of clothing has now disappeared from his body.
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RB-  The mouse did not enjoy the game that had been played, though she thought that she was in full control in this world of her making, she underestimated the man before…and behind her.  All the while that they had faced each other, the slithering leather of his gauntlet was moving up and over his arm, crossing underneath his fabric and winding around and around his body, while the medallion was actually moving within it’s centre.  It was very much alive.  The image was of a serpent that was wound around a sword.  The woman’s distaste for him was now evident in her facial expression, her patience wearing thin.  A crude grin was forming as she snarled and then inhaled deeply – a breath that would fill her lungs to capacity.  From this action, she brought her hands together as she closed her eyes and released two blood pillars. One to hit the man behind her, the other to hit the man in front.  Louis took the hit on full – it sent him spiriting across the void, while the man behind her simply dematerialized as if he was never there at all.  
Louis rose slowly from the black shadow like sludge as she came at him, barking like a junk yard dog that she wanted to see something that would be impressive…something she could fight against.
“You want me to unzip my britches?” 
Oh he hadn’t lost his sense of humor that was a fact.  Clearly enjoying this out pouring of emotion and hate.  The more she did it, the more he enjoyed it.  But then, she decided to take matters into her hands, going for a full body blow.  As she slammed her fist into his stomach, which was incredibly hard, unlike that of a human male, his right hand shot out and snatched at her wrist as they made contact.  Closed in quarter combat.  Oh how he had craved for this.  The strange leather that had been curling around his body was now able to be used effectively. Eyes and a head appeared for the gauntlet was actually a sinister serpent, and the fangs bore down upon her flesh  – sinking deep into her skin, while Louis grip only got stronger.  He was holding this..naked woman right up to his body and he growled down fiercely so she could not escape his words…
“With a bone cold glare, and a sneer on his lips; he has a cannon by his side…and a snake upon his wrist.”
His free hand snatched at her hair behind her head, and brought her in for a crushing kiss, to seal her fate. For the fair maiden….there would be no escape.
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DC:   Vile man! He was able to catch her off guard with that wicked bracelet and a surprise kiss. Whatever he did she didn’t like it as a throbbing pain slithered up her arm  and her lips tingled. However, it wouldn’t render her useless, didn’t make a dent yet it seemed. When she was planted back on ground her arm was limp and she glared down at it distastefully, would she have to loose a limb to fight?
“What a good trick, maybe I can show you one of mine too…” Slowly the liquid boiled and rose around her as armor now formed. She would get serious now, and a bit playful, as she now wielded a bastard sword with a length of 5′ in total. 
Gold and ruby red text, ancient to the royal vampires, was inscribed unto the sword as she walked like a puppet now. A cracked grin formed, small but unsettling to most. she advanced towards him as a coppy of herself rose from where she once stood, then another, and another,
“Show us what ya got, Louis…show us what we want!” Voices that happen in nightmares now echoed around him, giggles of dark happenings. There were only about fifty women surrounding him, but each had a different weapon. From bows, pikes, swords, spears they were all unique to the royal family as crests and antiques.
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RB – So many beautiful women, and all doppelgangers like the one that started this game.  From what was a simple girl from a night club, this woman had demonstrated powers that were to some beyond imagination.  She begged….no, pleaded for him to show his power, and well, one hates to disappoint.  But in the same breath there is a rule in combat. Never show all your cards at the start.  The bite from the wrist snake was just a taste of what he could do, but now in order for the girl to continue the fight, she was resorting to armor.  And one hell of a bastard sword.  Oh if this was the main act, he was going to love the encore.
Seeing all the bevy of beauties coming at him with a variety of weapons, from bows and pikes, to swords and spears, the Vampire had fleeting memories of being caught up in a battle similar to this one – long ago.  1578, to be precise.  But back then his lady was no slip of a girl.  She was something much…much larger.  
“Show us what ya got, Louis…show us what you want.”  The women cried in a chorus that grew and echoed around him.
“How one man can please so many….as much as I am tempted, I have to decline.”  
He took out his pocket watch and then flipped open the silver top.  Inside the watch mechanism sounded and this only grew.  Tick toc tick toc.  This was no ordinary watch.  A wind started to pick up and whistled all around them as the women encircled him.  If they bothered to look down, the shadow like liquid was starting to change.  lapping at their feet and now rising up their legs as it got deeper.  
“You may control the shadows, my dear – but I control something far more powerful”
The roar of something coming out from the darkness would have all those pretty lassies turning their heads.  The creak and groan of timber flooring and the slapping of massive sails as a ship came into view.  A massive sailing ship.  A rope was thrown down and the vampire caught it on the full, as the ship ploughed right for the gathering of girls.  Climbing up the rope, he clamored over the side as there was a light that appeared – like a rip or tear in the world of the girl’s making.  The ship was going to sail right through it.
 
DC:   Swords at the ready that ship ripped through them, but not unscathed. They collided metal against wood, shards embedding into their fading bodies. Floating in the sky was the original Xzilia as she giggled against the surprise she brought along, he was not easily tempted at all but how hard would he fight to get out of her play land. She laughed happily and raised her hand, strengthening the winds to blow that man and his ship straight for the unknown light at the end of the tunnel.
What would be on the other side? It certainly wasn’t the end of her fun, even if he didn’t want to fight she would allow him to think he was to leave. As he passed through the bright whiteness there was a shrill eek awaiting him. Him and his tiny toy boat came bursting out of a very large cup of coffee and onto a table. From above is a worried looking Victorian lady, caked in white makeup and ruby lipstick plastered on her lips.
“What in heavens name!!!” She squealed before finding hands snap her neck. Xzilia looks down at the boat and glares distastefully before picking it up gently?
“Lets find you some water sailor.” And away she turned, wind whipping violently as she walked.
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RB- The ship lurched and then fell on its side when it washed out of the large coffee cup.  It was the size of the head of a teaspoon, and Louis was smaller than an ant.  Not exactly the Pacific.  Everything was huge, no…gigantic.  This wasn’t exactly his port of call either, and seeing the enormous Victorian lady having a right fit, only to be killed off by an enraged Xzilla only made matters worse.  Before he could do a thing, aside from hold onto the side of the ship with all his worth, Xzilla picked up the tiny ship with the intent of taking it somewhere, where there was water.  In the Victorian era???  Louis may be tiny, but he still had his fighting spirit as he was now being carried away by this She mountain.  Being so small did have it’s advantages.  He ran across the bow of his ship and launched himself at one of her fingers.  Climbing up like you would a mountain climber till he could find his way to her arm.  He was so small, it would be hard to spot him.  Like a flea on a dog.  
Climbing higher and higher, he got in under her clothing and used her hair…the very fine strands of it, to help assist him in this climb.  He knew where he had to go, in order to have some affect, but it was going to take some time before he got there.
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DC- She made her way out of the house and stopped a carriage with a high whistle, it slowed to a stop and she told the man where to go before climbing in. Unlike a taxi it wasn’t fast but only bumpy as she looked down at the ship calmly. Lifting it higher she decided to attempt to look at the details while she could, until the carriage bounces and the ship flew from her fingers.
“Ack! No!!” Fumbling she was able to catch it, but not without breaking off the sails and completely tearing the fabric to shreds. She cursed to herself and sighed heavily, deciding that less damage was to be done if she just folded her hands.
Minutes passed and the carriage stopped at their destination. She smelt it even before she arrived, the seaport of the city. As she stepped out a brisk wind caught her hair and fluttered it with a few loose leaves, it was cooler than the warm air and she smiled. 
“Here we are Sailor, water…” Shoving through the thick throng of people was almost hazardous. Fish mongers and more handy men were bustling about to tend to the demanding needs of their marketeers (customers). Eventually, with some strength, she was able to make it to a quiet part of the port and knelled down to place the boat in the water.
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RB- When the tiny boat was placed into the water, it really did look kinda sad.  I mean, she broke the main sail and the other sails were shredded and torn.  From Louis’s view, it was as if had gone ten rounds with the Spanish armada.  Appearing on her shoulder now, he stared the long way down to where she had just placed his ship.  The look on his face turned grim, as he then stared up at her face.  Truth be told, he was not liking her very much at this point.  Scaling her hair like it was the ropes from a ship, he made his way to her ear, and managed to climb out so that he was just inside the opening.  This was when he decided to speak, because, she was bound to hear him.
“I should be grateful that you don’t wax, lovey.”
It had helped him gain his way up onto her head. The very very tiny vampire then started to prod and feel about for a nice juicy piece of skin.  Finding just the right piece that was from the inside of her ear, he bit down on it.  HARD.  This was bound to annoy her greatly.  But he wanted to give her a little something for damaging his ship.
Taking in enough of her blood, he stepped back and wiped the back of his mouth before he started to feel the change begin to occur.  Louis was beginning to grow, and he made a run for it, out of her ear and down her shoulder, before appearing on the ground behind her in full size.  Her blood really had something in it for that extra kick.
Pushing himself to standing, he brushed a bit of ear wax off his shoulder, before staring down at his teeny tiny ship.
“You owe me…one ship.”
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DC – She bit her lower lip as she watched the tiny ship bob lazily around. She groaned as she looked at the pieces in her hand then at the boat. Expression changing she nodded with confidence, she could fix this. Before she could react however she heard a whisper in her ear and she whipped her head around to find nothing there. Then a small pinch came along and she yelped as she rubbed her ear noticing Louis soon behind her. 
An eyebrow raised and she turned back to the ship just as he was. Owe him a ship, she planned on doing even better for the Sailor, for what he didn’t know was that now they were in her time period. She stood and turned to him with a smile and nod. 
“I will give you a new ship and this one if you so desire! Just you watch!” She snapped her fingers and the ship grew to normal size, shadows dissipating from around it. “Just wait here okay!” 
She darted off and into the port. Thirty minutes passed and she returned with some people to fix his beloved boat. She gave a demanding point with such a serious face and shouted her orders. 
“Alright men, you will earn your pay when that boat is in tip top shape!!” They shouted with confidence and ran towards to boat, tools in hand. Pulling it to shore they braced it on the sandy beach, since the port for fixing ships was full, they would fix it here.
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(to be continued)

Holy Hell – SS.

 

Furious that the Ball was now in a state of utter chaos, the Princess decides to face the menace head on, but not without a bit of help – or interference. Continuation from Ballroom Blitz.

Scene setting – The Masquerade Ball of Greed, Seven Sins Series.

Co-written with Zetta, Temp, Nhal and Moo.

 

Zetta:  His mask was taken off before he had gotten his answer, but Cecil was never impatient when it came to his love. When her hand lifted to remove his face-cover he rose his head up some so that it would be an effortlessly slip-off in place of a tugging. It was a light desire to be on the reverse end of this, however he was sure she would hit him, he was here representing Gabriel and had deliberately ignored the other princess. But he had only been ensuring his own lady’s complacency and overall safety.

Cecil felt almost restless at this point, his arms were at his sides and he practically clawing at his own leggings. It was disgusting to see someone randomly approach a Prince, and in this case a Princess, that man- who had just come flying from the ceiling had no concern about rankings apparently. His pink-hair signified at least to a small desire that he wanted to be different, and this was the second time he had seen self-propelled flight. It was impossible to tell what type of strength that one had, but with his appearance he evidently thought very highly of himself. He did not even speak with any honorifics as one should when speaking to the upper class, the submissive guard had done so for so long he could not even fancy a different approach. Even now, giving his lady nicknames he maintains a strong sense of respect towards her. When she had spoke to him, asking if he would dare to question her his eyes spread widely. “I wouldn’t! Princess, forgive me, with me here you need not lift a finger.” He said, slightly flustered while turning from her, standing before her highness with his hand wrapped around the wrist of his other arm.

He cracked a light smile, perhaps his time would come soon.
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The look on the assumed Princess’ face was hilarious, lacking any sort of restraint, Blitz chuckled at the first sign of disdain shown. At first a strain of the neck, thinner than anything he could have named off the top of his head broadened in the light of the room. He was sure that once Anarchy Division was properly credited, he could easily use his senses in accordance with time-space to find the one person who had contact with all of those killed in the room. While obviously the large gathering of people would ensure that everyone touched at least five others here, none of them could have made it to several parts of the room while dancing.. Her verbal response would have made him laugh if he did not already release tension from his prior chuckle, she had continued, actually answering his questions instead of getting to the point. “Don’t get hung up on the details, or something bad might happen, just say yes.” He said simply, money was worthless to someone who could create. The man was more focused on getting fame after all, and deduced instantly that while they spoke, there was likely to be another murder. Infamy loved taking action in the midst of turmoil. Everyone had a singular focus right now, too. Then the worst possibility came to pass, an intruder on the conversation, just another presence to bide the killer more time to maneuver.

Unwilling to persist on a matter he previously didn’t care for though, he listened to what the man had to say. He could tell though that this one was another VIP, the moment they’d come within feet of each other he was analyzed thoroughly. “You’re pretty strong old man! Alright, show me what’cha got, just try to hurry.” Or something bad might happen.. He didn’t add that in, forsaking repetition. Black coated the ceiling first and moved to swiftly cover everywhere else, while the tactic seemed brilliant, someone like Eren would have laughed at the smokescreen provided for his teleportation. Blitz was prepared for something along those lines, so now that he had the darkness as a sort of cover as well he could work to prevent such a retreat, and if needed, his own instantaneous movement. Before anything else happened though, he heard the sound of fast moving metal, this moved at the same time as the shadows cloaked everywhere. Blitz shut his eyes, with no light in the room his other senses would become more dominant, his head was turned towards the assassin already while the body was hit and just about to hit the floor.

The murderer was bold, but from where he was Blitz was unable to tell his strength. That made it interesting, since the royalty seemed more eager to act than the surrounding guards, the demigod folded his arms he had always considered simply destroying the princes and conquer Hell on his own. Now that he had a decent gathering of what the two could do, he could now visually identify their capabilities. If he went on any type of offensive in a place like this he would bring down the castle in a few minutes, to that end he would wait for an opportunity to try and strike a critical blow.

Nhal:  Belphegor shook his head slowly as the assassin revealed himself, upset at the fact that he had ruined what little fun the prince could have squeezed from the event. “What a waste… But I suppose it cannot be helped, feel free to destroy him princess, I shall keep these walls up for as long as I remained entertained by the battle. ” drifting away from the center of the room Belphegor crossed his arms and watched carefully, observing both the combatants closely as he grumbled softly to himself.

Moo:  The thudding of the bass from the music above was adding to the eerie feeling of the room. But it wasn’t anything Kirsikka couldn’t handle as she walked casually behind the hypnotized guard. She gave a light sigh while she looked along the dusty stone walls, cobwebs well gathered throughout the place. It was obvious someone had been through the area before though; a good sign as any. It was barely lit either, until they wound up in the room she’d been searching for. Her expression gave way to a small smile as she looked over the suit on its little showcase. The fact that the room was unguarded aside from the man in front of her was enough to raise suspicion…so her guard remained up as she gave the man a small push at his shoulder. He led her closer to the stand while she observed the statues around the room. So as she stopped in front of the suit, she put her hands on her hips and looked it up and down. “Do you speak? Or were those guards really insane…”


Gabriel felt more satisfaction than anything in seeing Cecil’s eyes widen, the flustered expression showing plainly on his face before he turned away. “There is no forgiveness in Hell.” She spoke casually while she stepped closer, her hand well on her little cane she’d created. Lydia had lost any bit of sensibility at this point, aside from understanding she didn’t have to pay to find good help. Not that it was necessary. With the sound of someone’s head being split in two, the entire crowd’s attention would cast onto a single man. One who was apparently an outsider to hell, and not just the greed kingdom alone… his Holy armor and weaponry could be recognized by everyone. Even petty demons knew of the Excalibur. How the wielder of the sword had found his way here was what baffled anyone. Or why he chose to come. It actually pissed Gabriel off the instant she recognized him for a Templar. Her crimson hues widened while she bristled nearly as much as Lydia had. And at this rate… who cared if it was Lydia’s problem, or if Gabriel wanted to see her party crumble to bits… This man was an idiot and the sight of his brilliant armor and equipment just struck her nerves. She began to lift her cane as though it were her sword, as she could actually turn it into such in a blink…but she paused and forced herself to lower it with an exhale. Even as she glared, she knew better than to jump into the middle. Otherwise she might kill more than just the Templar, and nobody needed the trouble Lydia could reap if she so wished. Plus, Gabriel was still a man, and still needed to be changed back. It didn’t stop her glaring eyes from watching the scene play out, anticipating blood to spray from either party.


Astarte hadn’t had anything to do this entire time. The situation had become dire…and the way the princess had reacted to Blitz wasn’t exactly the most positive. She really did palm her face this time while Lydia’s voice echoed around the room, repeating something about payment. This woman was definitely full of dramatics, but Blitz certainly wasn’t caring any. Did her ears really pick up a chuckle from him. It brought a small grin to her lips… But now as the prince was offering a helping hand, everything was just lost. Not that it would have mattered…the culprit made himself known as he pulled his blade free and stuck it into some demon’s head, yanking it free before revealing himself. This was the part where the room was filled with gasps, everyone basically recognizing his holy armor and especially Excalibur. Astarte herself was a demon, just like everyone else in the room. Besides one person. She looked at Blitz while he observed the scene, the princess having gotten completely pissed that she attacked the intruder herself. Would he jump in?

 

Temp:  There were a great deal of frightened faces surrounding William. The demons were obviously confused as to how and why someone like him was here. The fact that he carried Excalibur was probably the main cause of panic though. Almost everything in this room was very vulnerable to the holy blade, as well as William himself. The demons closest to him were all on their knees simply due to the aura that he was emanating. There was clear aggression within the room, mostly coming from the royalty, but that was to be expected. Obviously, this event had been a big deal to the Kingdom of Greed, and he had single-handedly ruined it. Honestly, he had expected more demons to be foolish and straight up attack up, but instead of many there was only one. The Princess of Greed was obviously furious, and decided to start attacking him. Her fire-ball was quickly blocked by Sanctus, which he had pulled up to block with. His grip on both sword and shield tightened as he turned his head to look at the area around him. Guards would likely attack soon, and with them anyone else that felt bold enough to confront him. No matter what these demons may have thought, he wasn’t after a single one of them. All of his targets that were among the attendees of this party were already dead. The only thing William intended to do at this point was to leave this place. “Not Target…No Conflict…Fighting Foolish.” The awkward broken words were spoken loud enough for everyone to hear, though he had a feeling they would do little for him. Demons were never quick to lower their aggression, and he wastechnically one of their greatest enemies. Regardless, he actually turned his back on the people in the room and began making his way towards the nearest exit. Just because his back was turned didn’t mean he was vulnerable though. He was actually very much anticipating a violent reaction. Quite honestly, he’d prefer to leave this place without shedding any more blood.

 

Razorbackwriter:  Scores of the party guests, the elite members of hell closest to the assassin were on their knees – bedazzled and stricken by the force of the holy sword’s power. Held tightly in the grip of William’s hand he was a danger to all present, and dressed for war as opposed to a society ball. Lydia’s attempt to knock the blade clean from the assassin’s hand was foiled by the skilled wielding of the Templar. The Princess of Greed lowered her charged hand slowly, as she realized that this mode of attack was useless against him. Lydia’s lips puckered and with narrowing eyes she heard the assassin exclaim in a broken voice that she was not the target, and that he had no intent to cause conflict with her directly. Fighting him, was in his mind a foolish action.

Easy for him to say, when your reputation amongst the Princes of Hell was at stake. Already the Prince of Sloth had told Lydia to finish him, and while Gabriel looked deeply annoyed by the Templar’s presence he or she made no move to enter what was Lydia’s fight.

“Don’t you dare turn your back on me, you coward.” The Princess’s voice was filled with a bravado and a sense of pride. She was still the Princess of Ambition, and did not want to lose her place in Hell. If others saw her as weak, and backing out of a fight, then they may well try to remove her and destroy Greed entirely. A low and guttural growl emitted from the very pit of her stomach as she took a single step forward. Her darkened locks loosening from the delicate binding to form a windswept frame around her face. A quick glance upward as the Templar had his back to her and she saw the massive chandelier that was lit and hanging over head. If she could not make a direct hit upon him with her powers, then maybe it would take something a little bigger. Lydia closed her eyes, as she willed the yoke of the damned. The walls of the ballroom shimmered with a greenish glow as many hands slid out from the walls, and veered upward….higher and higher till reaching the chandelier. The metal screws that held the chandelier in place, whizzed at great speed, till the only thing holding the chandelier up was one small bolt. It swayed back and forth precariously, right over the Templar’s head.

“There will be no escape for you!” At the final word spoken, the chandelier plummeted from the roof heading straight for the Templar as the Princess bore a broad grin. So, she was about to lose a precious and dazzling ornament, but knocking the Templar out from above would more than compensate that.

~RB~