Tourist District : Central Square – Finale – Shattered Dimensions.

Tourist District : Central Square – Finale – Shattered Dimensions.

Seig:

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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 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.
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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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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 ~

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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)

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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~

The Maze of Greed – The Finale.

 

We come to the end of the Maze of Greed, with the defeat of Lydia- but the drama isn’t over.  Bandit carries a secret within her that is bound to change everything.  

Artie:  

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Bandit let herself fall nearly limp in Habib’s arms, shaking still. Her heart beat quickly as all she could smell was the fallen angel, all she could see was him, too.. Eyelids fluttered until they closed completely, her arms reaching up to wrap around the fallen’s neck.. Though, despite how much she shook in fear, some part of her wished that it was not Habib that held her, but Raul. God, what was it that attracted her to the messed and broken? Perhaps, that it was that she herself was a mess, that she too was a broken soul, waiting to be put back together.. Another part of her wished nothing more than to drink this all away, and the final part wanted nothing but her death.. What further suffering could she be spared if she was killed now..? Her eyes opened slowly as she gazed up at Habib, head falling back to be against his arm – there was no in between, she could not hold herself up currently..

Her breathing was hard gasps, almost wheezing rather than actual breaths. Her heart beat seemed almost impossibly fast, echoing — wait a minute.. No. Her heart beat was actually quite faint and slow, but yet.. there was another sound, thumpthumthumpthump, rapid in tune and seeming to come from her lower abdomen.. Oh. Oh.. it was another heartbeat entirely.. Yes. Bandit was pregnant. And Raul was her child’s father.. But she did not yet know of this pregnancy, she did not yet know of the little being that she held inside of her, a child with magic as strong as its father’s and a will to live as strong as its mother’s… Bandit needed nutrition and warmth, she would catch a sickness remaining outside and in such a weakened state – in fact, she could feel the same waves of unconsciousness overcoming her, appearing to be faint for another time. This would not be good for her baby..

 

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Maze 

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Scar was now beaming brightly as his beautiful Princess took his hand. In the change from coming back in the hat, he was actually taller now, and one might say better looking. Maybe it was his love for the young witch that had him appear this way. Then again, it was not how one looked, but what they were truly inside that made them worthy of love. Scar had been to hell and back…really, in order to save the girl of his dreams. He had been sent away in his own hat, and then brought back her family to her in order to help her. Little did he truly understand that in order to save her, she had to learn to save herself. It would be a good lesson for life and one that would be important in the coming days as the rest of hell figured out that Lydia was dead.

Wow…the evil bitch finally got what was coming to her and she had a particularly nasty end. But looking about them now, they would see nothing but beauty. The maze had come back full and strong – vivid and colourful. Gone were the evils that walked its many lengths, but instead there were brightly coloured flowers and singing birds. Maybe this was an unnatural phenomenon in a place like Greed, but it matched the new Princess perfectly.

Scar gave Mariela’s hand a squeeze as he gestured for Sam, Sean and Tessa to follow. The alp knew that the family deserved a reunion that made the whole adventure worth while. In the coming days, Mariela would have a lot of choices to make. For one…she must decide if her family was to return. Mariela might be able to visit them, but the truth was she now belonged in Hell, and Greed was her kingdom and her home.

“Wait till you guys see the castle. It’s probably still a mess from the ball. Hope they have clean up crews working on it.” No truer statement had been made. There had been magical fights up there and much destruction and death. Not exactly the kind of place you want to take your relatives. Walking past the great giant Douglas, you could see the ginger haired mountain was happy for the small couple, but he was also sad in a way. There was no going back to the Fallen mansion now, and even if he could….Quinn was not there. His only friend in the worlds. He had lost his family long ago, and had no one to call his….or a real home. Some were getting their happy ever afters and others were not. The biggest losers were those that chose to play their worst cards with little regard for the others. Raul…Lydia…both lost.

The giant wiped away a stray tear as he leaned on his battle axe. The maze in behind him was in full bloom and colour. Did it really need a gardener now? Slowly, he made his way out of the maze and continued his search for the hell hound…his only friend.

(TC – Douglas)

Further back, Habib was holding onto the very tired looking Bandit. Her breathing was still shallow and her gasping came hard and sounded dreadful. She needed rest from all that had happened, and the fallen held her very close to him as he started to follow the rest of the party. But it was during that first few steps that he felt not one…but two heartbeats. Strange. A human only has….Habib’s eyes widened at the realization. No…it can’t be. Was Bandit pregnant? He stopped long enough to let the others get well ahead before saying anything.

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“I was going to take you away from this realm to a place where you can be healed…..but, it may destroy the life within you.” The fallen knew that if Bandit was indeed pregnant, and if the baby belonged to who he thought it did, that there was no way she could leave hell now. The fallen had to think quickly. The Princess and her family were just getting on with their lives, and now this. If Raul found out, he would bring about such death and destruction to get back Bandit and their child. Habib’s wings burst into life and without looking back, he pushed off from the ground, soaring into the air with Bandit in his arms. He needed to find her a temporary sanctuary from all that could harm her so he could think of what to do next.

Her life…and that of her unborn depended on it.

~RB~

 

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Mariela looked at Scar, realizing how much taller he was than her. “You’re taller now.” she stated with a small smile. She had always thought Scar was a charmer – but now he actually looked it. But she didn’t state this out loud, and instead bit the corner of her lip and gave a smile, before turning to Tessa and her brothers.

As they walked through the maze, Mariela took time to look around and notice how truly beautiful it was. Certainly much different than what it looked like before. It was a nice change, and Mariela admired how beautiful the maze was. Made her actually want to walk through it this time. Mariela looked down when Scar squeezed her hand, entwining their fingers together as he did so. She then looked up when Scar spoke.

“The castle is quite grand. It has everything you can imagine, and certainly fits for a perfect castle for Greed.” she said with a small laugh, looking at Tessa and her brothers again. “There was a… incident at the ball. We weren’t there to see what happened, but my guess is none of it was good. And if we walk and it’s completely destroyed, I apologize.” she spoke, turning to look ahead again.

“I didn’t think you could do it. Kill the Princess of Greed.” Tessa spoke, and Mariela turned to look at her. “I’ve killed once before, you know. That’s why I ended up in Hell.” she spoke. “That was different.” Sean spoke up. “You did it to protect us.” he spoke again, and Mariela looked at him. “And I killed Lydia to protect myself, and everybody else. The same exact reason I killed that man years ago. To protect the one’s I love.”

“Lydia was so… powerful. Yet you managed to kill her.” Tessa spoke, still not believing that little Mariela defeated the “powerful” Princess of Greed. Mariela just sighed, looking forward again. “Lydia may have been powerful, but that power caused her death. She may have been Princess of Greed, but there is such a thing as being too greedy.” she started.“Her Greed and ambition and desire to be the most powerful person in Hell caused her demise.” she said, then looked at the trio. “That, and the fact she had a really bad habit of underestimating people who were “lower” than her.” she said with a smile.

“So, you’re the new Princess of Greed. What are you going to do now?” Sam asked and Mariela shrugged. “Guess we’ll have to wait and see. But I know one thing. I’ll do a hell of a better job running this place than Lydia ever did.” she spoke.

 

 

The Maze of Greed – Part Fourteen : SS

 

It is now shaping up to be the finale for the Maze of Greed.  Who will win?

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

Co-written with Dessy.

 

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The Maze of Greed

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The shield like barrier that the twins constructed around Mariela was enough to stop the first green blasts of energy from reaching their target. Crackling and then exploding into nothing but green puffs of smoke, it was enough to create a diversion from the efforts to get Bandit well clear of the Princess of Greed’s wrath. Raul however WAS paying attention and went to move forward in a bid to go after the crippled girl, but Lydia put her arm up to stop him.

“Did you so easily forget what I said…Warlock?” There was a terrible menace to Lydia’s tone, as she again rounded on her true target, Mariela. The young witch was now facing her nemesis – the woman she once trusted with everything. Now it was truly a showdown worthy of the book of Shadows. Lydia’s face was one of annoyance, but it soon turned to a sadistic smirk. She didn’t remember ever having young men in the maze. And how was it possible that they were able to create a magical shield, like Mariela could. Lydia’s green eyes sparkled as she stared the trio down.

“My my my…what have we here? Tweedle dee and Tweedle dum?” She was actually quoting names from Alice in Wonderland, which was interesting considering that the doorway or rather looking glass to Wonderland was right behind them. “I don’t remember the two of you, from the Fallen Mansion.” Lydia said with a ripe curl to her lips. She ran her tongue along her top row of teeth as she mentally calculated what it would take to bring down the shield. On another note, Lydia had seen the girl run off with Bandit. The smell of that girl was distinctly human. Lydia’s eyes flashed towards Scar, who was standing just shy of the shield.

“You little bastard. Use your hat to get reinforcements against me?”

“Wasn’t that hard, Lydia, since tall dark and stupid over there – sent me to get them Oh, by the way…is that a new face? Rip it off some poor innocent that was fucking your latest flavour of the month?” Talk about being accurate. Raul shot the Alp a nasty look, while Lydia reached up to touch the stretched new skin over her deformed face beneath. The alp was triumphant in hitting a raw nerve. “You could steal the pink ass of a baboon and try to cover your narky features, and it still wouldn’t be something I’d want to touch.” The alp was now dancing around as he could practically see steam coming out of Lydia’s ears. Raul had to suppress a laugh, since he himself thought that it was funny. Lydia snapped her head around and growled at Raul.

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“Do you want your little cripple to suffer my wrath when I am done with little Miss Perfect and her boys?”

“She’s mine to deal with, Lydia.” Raul growled, now feeling that she was walking on dangerous ground.

“Well, laugh it up cause the curtain is about to come down on this performance.”

While the pair were busy arguing, Scar whispered out of the side of his mouth to the twin holding the collar.

“Use your powers, to throw it at her neck. It should lock on. That will bind her use of magic and you can finish this.”

~RB~

 

Dessy:  As the green blasts of light hit the field, they exploded into nothing but puffs of smoke. Mariela tilted her head as Raul attempted to follow Tessa and Bandit. Lydia put her arm in front of him to stop her, before speaking to him in a menacing tone. “What’s wrong, Lydia?” Mariela spoke in a sympathizing tone. “Don’t want your little lapdog going after another female?” she spoke, giving him a sarcastic smile afterwards.

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As she spoke about her brothers, Mariela turned to look at them. At this point, the force field was off, leaving her vulnerable – not that Mariela was worried. “They’re my brothers. Remember, the one’s I told you about? They’re witches just like I am.” she spoke, turning to look back at Lydia as she spoke about her brothers. Her head turned to Scar when Lydia spoke to him, and she nodded. “Your little “boy toy” sent him away to there. And he brought my brothers with him.”she said. She turned to speak to Scar, and Mariela turned her head to look over at Scar when he started talking.

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Mariela crossed her arms as Scar spoke, before turning to look at Lydia. “That is a new face, isn’t it? It doesn’t help anything… you still look like a traitorous bitch.” she spoke with a serious expression, shrugging her shoulders afterwards. She had to bite her bottom lip to stop from laughing as Scar commented on her face. But when she growled and turned to Raul, Mariela raised her eyebrows in a fake shocked expression.

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Hearing the threat, and then Raul’s threat back, caused Mariela to laugh. “Careful Lydia… You wouldn’t want him to leave you for another woman again, now would you?” she spoke, tilting her head as she spoke to her, before turning to look at Raul. “And you have nothing to worry about – she’s perfectly safe. But she is not yours to deal with.” she then spoke.

Meanwhile, Scar was whispering to Sean about putting the collar around Lydia’s neck. He nodded, before looking at his brother and also nodding. Mariela just needed to keep distracting her with talk while they did this. Sean began moving to stand next to Mariela, Sam standing on the other side. They did this while Lydia and Raul were talking. Now, to wait for just the right moment… they only had one shot.

 

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The Maze of Greed

Seeing Mariela with this new and bold attitude did not sit at all well with the Princess of Greed. Lydia had thought that butter would not melt in the girl’s mouth before, and yet the girl was now a kitten that was baring her claws. Such a change, that the Princess had to wonder just how that happened to be possible. Was it due to the fact that she now had her brothers here to back her up? Would she react any differently without the help of the hapless Scar?

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Lydia lowered her arms as the girl was now giving her a good mouthful about how Raul could possibly leave her for another woman, namely the one that had just been taken to safety by the human Tessa. Raul still had his eyes on the direction that the pair went and he was practically twitching to leave Lydia to her own mess, and go seek out Bandit for himself.

Lydia’s eyes glowered when Mariela said her new face still made her look like a traitorous bitch. Her eyes flickered over to Scar, who could be seen whispering into one of the brother’s ears. If anyone was a traitor, it was Scar. How the Princess bristled with anger to watch the demon that she herself brought out of the book of shadows, turn and support the likes of Mariela. What none of the small group realized was that the Queen of Hearts was watching all this in the mirror and was making gestures that suggested she had plans of her own for the Alp. She had brought alongside her a few of her card guards, and one…executioner. They assembled quietly behind the mirror, while in the maze, the Princess and Mariela were facing off.

“I think a tea party is in order….Hatter.”

Hearing the Queen of Hearts speak, the Alp turned his head, but this meant he did not see Lydia raise her arms and fire a massive green bolt of energy that sent him spiriting backwards….right into the mirror. Scar appeared on the other side of the mirror, and was grabbed forcibly by two of the Queen’s guards. The alp kicked and screamed, thrashing about wildly as he was now caught in the one place he dreaded most – Wonderland.

“Now, he is out of the way. Time to make you pay, Mariela.”

In the mirror, the two guards held Scar down as the executioner brought up his axe. One of the crimes for disobeying the Queen was to lose one’s head – even if he hadn’t really done anything to the Queen, this time. Scar screamed and pleaded, as the Queen laughed at the hat wearing alp. The Queen of Hearts raised her head in triumph as she knew that Princess Lydia would get her revenge and then some.

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“OFF WITH HIS HEAD!”

There was an almighty scream as the axe whistled through the air….when….

~CRASH!~ The mirror was shattered into a million pieces….by the axe wielding giant. Duggie had come out of nowhere and for reasons that could not ever be explained in his fury at being struck out of the maze by the Princess he was now on a rampage.

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“THERE….DESTROYED YOUR FOOKING MIRROR, YA TROLLOP!”

He didn’t know, but he had just sealed Scar’s fate. Without the mirror…there was no way to save the alp. Headless or not.

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“My mirror?!” Raul cried and slapped his palm to his forehead. “You giant idiot.”

“I’ll deal with you later, ya big jessie. Where is Bandit? She will lead me to Quinn.”

It was now or never for Mariela and her brothers. The final chance to take down Lydia in the middle of the confusion. Raul blurred from the spot where he was standing, and then went on the hunt for Bandit himself, leaving a screaming Lydia in his wake.

“GET BACK HERE, YOU FOOL!” Her cries were sure to bring back nothing but silence from Raul, who was now searching another part of the maze for Bandit and Tessa. Rounding on the Witch and her brothers, Lydia growled.

“You are nothing without Scar and your human friend to help you against me. I AM…THE PRINCESS OF GREED!” She was charging up and growling fiercely as she began to warp and twist into a massive green coloured dragon. Snapping at the sky as she went to blow a huge green fire ball at the trio below.

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~RB~

 

Dessy:  Mariela was showing a different side that wasn’t seen before. She was baring her claws. Lydia completely underestimated the witch. She was a lot more than Lydia thought she was. A lot more than what Lydia saw of the young witch. And, honestly, she was tired of whatever game it was that Lydia was playing. Lydia lowered her arms when Mariela spoke about how Raul would leave her for Bandit. She seemed to hit the right nerve – that was always a good thing.

Mariela’s eyes shot towards the mirror when the Queen of Hearts spoke. She looked up just in time to see Lydia shoot a green bolt of energy at Scar. “No!” she called, but the Alp already ended up in the mirror. Mariela watched as Scar kicked and screamed, turning back towards Lydia when she spoke.

“OFF WITH HIS HEAD!”

She heard the Queen of Hearts scream, and she turned her head to see the axe in the air… and then the mirror shattered into a million pieces, by none other than Duggie. “No!!” Mariela screamed, turning her head towards the Giant. “What are you doing?! There’s no way to get him back!!” she screamed at the giant.

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Her gaze shot back when Raul spoke, before he disappeared in search for Bandit. Lydia began screaming for him, but he never answered, and this caused Mariela to smirk. She held her hand out, removing the vines that covered the pathways.“Follow him. Now.” she spoke, turning her head towards her brothers. Sean, still holding the collar, threw it to Mariela before they both ran off to try and find Bandit and Tessa before Raul could.

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Her gaze went to Lydia, her eyes staring her down in anger. Lydia spoke about her being nothing, and Mariela laughed.“That’s where you’re wrong, Lydia.” she started. “I am a lot more than you think I am.” she spoke. The instant Lydia turned into a dragon, the collar flew to snap around her neck, not giving her a chance to shoot anything at Mariela. Mariela was… angered. She wanted nothing more than to kill Lydia, once and for all. This was a new side to Mariela that no one has ever seen before.

She looked down to the shattered pieces of mirror. She then kneeled down, grabbing the sharpest piece she saw and picked it up. She held it up and ran a finger down the sharp end. “We’re going to end this… Once and for all.” she spoke, before she turned and began marching in Lydia’s direction.

She was not happy… and it was time she finally ended Lydia.

 

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The Maze of Greed

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The Dragon was blasting fiery green flame balls at anything that moved in her path. Duggie, who was in her line of fire held up his battle axe and tried to deflect the powerful balls, only to find that his shaggy eyebrows and red beard caught fire. The poor giant let out a wild cry and dropped his axe, trying to distinguish the flames that were threatening to engulf his face. Seeing the giant having such trouble the dragon Lydia let out a loud and sinister laugh, with green smoke pouring out of her nostrils. There was nothing quite like seeing a giant Irishman on fire. Oh the colourful words he was shouting, it was enough to make a sailor blush.

With the boys now having taken off after Raul, it was down to the plucky young witch and the monstrous dragon Lydia. The dragon raised it’s head and roared loudly as it brought up a massive clawed foot to stomp down on the young Mariela. But just as she was about to crush the girl, the fabled collar that Scar had been forced to wear along with Bandit – whizzed through the air and grew large enough to snap around the dragon’s neck. The instant that the collar locked into place, the dragon screamed and thrashed about as the magic that had made Lydia turn into the beast was now being extinguished. Clawing at the air and stomping, its tail whipping out and thrashing the very walls of the maze, the dragon started to turn back into the sinister Princess of Greed. A great cloud of green mist seemed to absorb all of Lydia’s powers and flew into the very witch that had thrown the collar at her. It seemed that the collar had taken Mariela for it’s Mistress, and now Lydia was enslaved. Clutching madly at the collar, Lydia screeched and screamed in horror.

“YOU BITCH! YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!….I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING…AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME!” Violent protests spewing from her mouth, as Lydia failed to see that it was she that had been the traitor to their friendship. Staggering back she raised her arms to blast Mariela to kingdom come, but as she aimed her fingers at the girl, nothing happened. Again and again she tried to charge power, that simply wasn’t there. At the same time, the beautiful face of the girl that she had stolen was beginning to melt off in horrid gloops that stained her beautiful dress. It was the most horrific thing that anyone could ever see. The true Demon that lay behind the fake mask, was a grotesque and ugly demon. Screaming even more in horror as she felt her face slide off, she started to cry.

“I’m melting…I’m melting..”

Duggie, who had managed to put out his smoldering beard, but now had no eyebrows, took one look at Lydia and then started to gag.

“Ohhhh that’s ugly…”

“My face!…My beautiful face..!”

Growling the demon turned on Mariela and with her clawed hands outstretched, she staggered at the girl, ready to choke the living daylights out of her.

 

~RB~

 

Dessy:  Duggie held his axe up in an attempt to block Lydia’s flames – but it didn’t work. His beard and eyebrows had caught on fire, and while he ran off to distinguish the flames, it left Lydia and Mariela face to face. Lydia the Dragon lifted up a foot to crush Mariela – but Mariela had the collar around her neck before she had a chance to do so. Mariela watched as she screamed and thrashed about, her body slowly turning back into her human form instead of the dragon.

All of Lydia’s powers flew through Mariela’s body. She could feel it. By this point, Mariela had reached to grab a shard of glass from the broken mirror off the ground, all the while leaving Lydia to scream and yell. Lydia screamed about how she gave her everything. She didn’t. She didn’t give Mariela anything.

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“You gave me nothing.” she spoke, continuing to walk towards Lydia. Sure, she could easily kill her with her magic… but Mariela would get more pleasure doing it without. She watched Lydia’s face melt, and heard Duggie mention from behind her about how… ugly it was. Lydia reached her claws out towards Mariela as Mariela drew closer, but it did nothing as the young witch stood in front of her. She then took that piece of glass, and shoved it straight through Lydia’s chest.

She held it there, feeling nothing but satisfaction at this current moment. She then pulled that shard of glass out of Lydia’s chest, at the same time as Lydia dropped to the maze ground. “You are no Princess of Greed.” she spoke, staring down at Lydia as she held the shard of glass in her hand by her side, dripping with blood.

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She turned around then, facing the Giant. “Now… let’s go find that warlock…” she spoke, walking past him and in the direction Raul and her brothers ran off to. And she expected the giant to follow…

 

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The Maze of Greed

The Death of Lydia.

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One thing that had been consistent with the Rulers of Greed was the fact that their end came sooner than it did to most other royals of Hell. Was this due to the fact that the very land itself is cursed by the insane need to have it all? The moment that Lydia had become the Princess of Greed, she was on the path to self destruction, just like her predecessor; Mammon. Now, she was facing down without her powers against the plucky little witch who had grown into a very powerful woman in her own right. It seemed that the Devil was spot on in his remarks of her, that she was perfect. Perfect to be the next ruler of Greed and all it’s lands. If only Lydia had not been so blinded by her ambition, her other fatal flaw, that she could see what was going to come.

Now with the Demoness charging at the witch, she was so blinded by rage, that she failed to see the flicker of light that reflected off the glass mirror shard that the witch was armed with. With cruel precision, Mariela rammed the glass shard deep into Lydia’s chest. The impact made a horrid squealching sound as it drove right into the demon’s heart. The disfigured face of the Princess contorted even more of one of shock. The glass tore a massive hole into Lydia’s heart, and blood poured outward, spewing from the wound where the glass went. Mariela pulled the shard out of Lydia’s chest, leaving the demon to stagger back – holding her chest as she stared at the witch with a wide eyed expression.

“What have…you done?” Her cry was almost breathless, as blood started to pour out of her mouth. Lydia dropped to her knees as the young witch stood over her in triumph.

“You are no Princess of Greed.”

Lydia’s head drooped, but not before haunting words would leave her mouth.

“You….deserve to be in ….hell. You….you…are a murderer…damned…for eternity…” The now dying Princess’s head shook as she lifted her head one last time.

“You….may…be…the new….Princess…..but you….will die…..alone…”

The Princess then exploded in a foul gloopy green mess that covered all the maze walls. Sickening sounds of the gloop hitting the ground was the only sound that remained.

The Princess of Greed was gone.

Douglas wiped some of the foul slime off his face and then turned to follow the new Princess of Greed; Mariela. He marched over the broken shards of the mirror without looking down at it, but if he had…..he would have seen Scar’s face in every piece.

 

“Somebody To Love”

Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you’re doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can’t get no relief,
Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own –
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord – somebody – somebody
Can anybody find me – somebody to love?

(He works hard)

Everyday – I try and I try and I try –
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I’m goin’ crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe
Yeah – yeah yeah yeah

Oh Lord
Somebody – somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I’m ok, I’m alright
Ain’t gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I’m gonna be free, Lord!

Find me somebody to love
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

 

~RB~

Listen like Theives – The Finale of the Masquerade Ball of Greed : SS

 

With the Princess of Greed having taken flight to her chambers, the demons and thieves move their fights outside- while others try to steal Beserker from under Lydia’s nose.

Scene setting : Greed Kingdom, Seven Sins series.

This arc was written by eight writers originally.  Finishing off are Zetta, Moo, Temp, Nhal and I.

 

 

Zetta:  Blitz was prepared for another speech from the prince, as he was sure his attack was not fatal due to his dealings with such an ancient demon. But this served as a testament to his regenerative capabilities, if he wanted to kill him outright he would need to hit him with that to deal real damage against that non-physical form. Then he hadn’t a clue towards his opponent’s physical limits either, that thought called for some intuition in place though, as to which of the lords of hell was he currently up against. His thoughts usually moved at quite a fast pace, in the midst of a fight it was rare to have the opportunity to stop and think about the entirety of the situation. Yet the prince was inconsistent with his movements, slowly coordinating himself save for the one moment he had caught the half-god by surprise. Now the other man was floating about, while clearly audible, the prince would have to be ignored so that Blitz could hear his own thinking pattern above that voice. Cloud it out while his opponent led no offensive. He deduced that this was definitely not Pride, as he spoke more in regard to Anarchy Division than himself, which also ruled out Lust who would be more focused on some sort of sexuality rather than the dealings of his enemy. Similarly this was not Wrath either, as from what he gathered in the ball a war had recently happened between that Kingdom and this one which he now stood at it’s entrance. A gluttonous prince would probably not have even concerned himself with the likes of another without a selfish reason, and even if he had, while close range he doubted such a man would squander such an opportunity to simply eat his unsuspecting victim. The princess of Greed was the one who neglected his services, and was likely dealing with the templar on her own while this all went down.

Leaving only two viable possibilities, that this was either the Lord of Envy, or that of Sloth The other Prince in the ball with the guard had access to hell-fire but was idle during the whole confrontation inside, so he was most likely one of the last two as well. However it was a greater chance that this was sloth because of his continual habit to talk too much, he had so many thoughts in his head and dragged out words every time he spoke. With his final summary of thoughts, the other combatant had finally stopped talking and now Blitz could enter the fight with a greater awareness as to what he would be up against. The new form before him seemed threatening, he was too far to know of any new abilities though, but at least he was prepared to actually fight now. To avoid any attacks from the sky, the demigod would take himself to a heightened standing as well, formerly planting his feet on mid-air, the nether-realm’s law of physics altering itself to accommodate as if he was on solid ground. He ascended to the point being able to look at his opponent clearly, despite the change in appearance. “So you’re ready to get serious then, old geezer?” He would ask, briefly briefly relaxing himself before taking on a serious demeanor to match. Right then he would zoom forward at his target, waiting until the very last moment to extend an elbow outward towards him, he would then slam his free-hand’s palm into his other arm’s fist to apply a more dangerous impact.

At the last split-second before he could have made contact, he revealed this rush-tactic to be a feint and twisted his body with incredible agility. Matching this physical prowess with dexterity as well, his hands would come together, one open palm slapping against the back of another to better focus his energy at a heightened pace. Continuing the attack, he’d release an explosive wave of aether at the end of the tricky combination. It was at this moment that the doors to the ball opened, the party likely being over, and the templar-knight clad in holy artifacts being the first to leave.
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Cecil was not surprised in the slightest when the Princess’ enemy had been allowed to simply walk out of the front door after ruining her party and even showing himself directly to her. Lightly threatening her and pushing her to damage her own form after waxing off the lives of several former party-goers. For this he was convinced that while the old ruler of Greed might have been too headstrong in his desires, this one did not have the gull to see things through. He didn’t know her personally aside from their short greeting, so it was plausible that she had personally saw no purpose in attacking a strong man like that who was now only seeking to leave. Even then he maintained his newfound feelings of distaste, her air of confidence shattered before the vision of real live strength. For that she was a coward in his eyes, playing with her own life so that she did not look the fool that he had already begun to see her as. Regardless of this, he had heard his Lady’s response, how they would be taking a walk to the exit as well. But slowly, coordinated hopefully for a different purpose. Now the other princess was headed to her own quarters most likely, in diminished glory. Oh! How simple it would be to have the behemoth back home ravish this place, and his love to set fire to the castle’s entirety while in this condition.

The thought made him chuckle, and it was now that he would stand firmly, retracting his hand wholly, now with Princess Gabriel holding him by over the shoulder. Even in her male form, he still found this very comforting and emotionally pleasurable. He broke his sturdiness in a short moment of glee, as he smiled brightly upon first contact with her. But then returned to his position as her royal guard, firmly placing himself before any that might have even looked her way. These demon nobles could be almighty in terms of riches, but just as he fell the Prince of Pride in the name of Wrath, he would murder anyone daring to threaten Her; Verbally, or visually.

 

Nhal:  The decaying figure did nothing more then turn his head towards his assailant as the blast of energy was taken to his side and sent him spiraling towards the now open doors of the ballroom, the shrouded cover he wore rapidly flaking and degrading off his body as he slammed back first into the first open door. Tearing straight off its hinges, the door was ripped free and went flying back into the second, catching a few exiting party-goers in a deadly vice which splayed blood, dust, and black smoke into a massive cloud around the entrance, obscuring the view within the area. Within the cloud the echoing sound of cracking bones and metals emanated before a tall figure would come into Blitz’s view, in its right hand a small square object, and in the other the mutilated body of what was once a guest of the masquerade ball.
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Stepping out of the cloud was a scrawny figure whose appearance was like that of a man starved to death, with skin which resembled faded black leather. no eyes or face were visible through the gray tangle of cloth that cloaked his head, hanging scraps decked in thick layers upon layers of blood, red, orange, brown and black. Within one ebony hand he held the same playing card as before, and in the other he lifted up the torn apart body of a young man composed of only an arm, upper torso, and stump of his neck.
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Bringing the broken body up above his head the creature allowed the blood to drip down over the shreds of cloth that hung loose near its neck before lowering the once living person down, the cloth slowly parting for the body to disappear into the black abyss beneath with the gut wrenching noises of sloppily chewed flesh, cartilage and sinew before the inevitable crunching of bone. The last of the remaining organs within the torso began to fall from the holds of the broken rib-cage, some scraps of intestines, lungs, and the heart last of all. After the torso was finally devoured the monstrous creature began to slurp up the viscera like a pasta made of flesh. Finally all that was left was the heart that lay within its long skeletal fingers, still giving off its last few inevitable slowing beats, blood splashing to the floor from the aorta.
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Tossing the heart into the air, a pitch black tendril shot from beneath the cloth, its barbed tip spearing the muscle as its last beat sounded. The roping darkness rescinded back beneath the cloth with the heart in tow, and finally ended in a loud wet swallowing.
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Stepping further out into the courtyard, the looming figure lifted the playing card between his fingers, which in comparison seemed minuscule. As it was raised the card began to crack slightly, dripping what seemed to be dark black tar, or something of the sort.
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The black liquid dripped and poured rapidly, pooling on the ground before rising up and forming the rough shape of a figure in front of the slender beast. Gradually bits and pieces began to form, resembling an enormously bulky suit of armor adorned with all manner of engravings and other decorations. Suddenly the black ooze began to contract, tightly winding up and vibrating right before it shot outwards with explosive force, coating much of the courtyard around its zone before slowly evaporating away. The rough figure was now a fully visible being in a massive suit of armor, one which was rather sizable at almost 8 feet tall.

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The skeletal being that sat behind the armor gave a brief turn, waving with one hand as its voice rang out towards Blitz.
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Disappearing like a breeze of smoke, the hand, as well as its owner faded into dust and disappeared from sight, the enormous suit of armor in front of it shifting and taking up a heavy combat position as it spun its sword in hand, gripping it tightly. Its voice screeched through the armor, deep, but sharp at the same time, causing the ears of those who heard it to ache at its metallic grind.
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As suddenly as the armor spoke it was already rushing forwards, sword dragging through the dirt and stone below its feet, unyielding to anything in its path. Despite the size of the armored figure, its speed was incredible, enough that those who underestimated it would obviously be caught off guard. Just as quickly as it hand begun moving, the hulking mass of metal was upon Blitz, swinging its enormous sword upwards towards his torso.

 

Moo:  Kirsikka really hadn’t the slightest idea what that armor had just said, but whatever the case, he sounded cocky. There was little disregard for heat when it came to the demon’s ice; it was, by normal means, not anything that could be melted. However, the searing of ice caused it to sizzle and steam after several moments while Kirsikka glanced at it. A small, cheeky grin broke across her lips as she slid the small blade away from the suit of armor, hopefully finishing the fine cut she had began in the first place. All that would be necessary was one more, if she could manage to near it again. Not that it would really matter… Her body disappeared, taking up her frost form to wisp back a few feet as she originally intended. With her earring crushed, it would only be a matter of time.


Gabriel had more or less become bored with the situation at hand, watching the Templar part the crowd in order to exit. Had she been so anxious to see his head on a pike while picking her teeth with his bones, she would have sent Cecil scouting after him. It crossed her mind for a moment before the man was out of sight, and finally decided against it; to waste her Royal Guard’s efforts would be useless. The pleasantries of tearing flesh from bone could wait just a bit longer… Besides, Lydia’s exit may have been short-lived, but it was the most entertainment Gabriel had during the entire evening. She grinned cheekily well after the princess of greed shuffled past her and Cecil. She turned her head to watch the ambitious–and rather disfigured–demon climb the stairs slowly. It didn’t matter if the princess could feel Gabriel’s eyes on her, or if she took offense to the attention; this was a sight to savor for a while, to keep herself occupied. The expression the demon wore would make a fine memory, if not how the ball had went to shambles so quickly.

“I suppose we had better find our carriage,” Gabriel said with a certain giddiness creeping in her voice. Her expression most likely betrayed the chipper feelings within as she gestured to the doors, which had more or less become a little less clustered. Only–until something, orsomeone came crashing through the doors, causing many casualties in the briefest of moments. It only took a bat of her lash before she was looking upon some skeletal figure, gutting and feeding from one of the demons. The woman was speechless…and in a good way. She gave a loud laugh. A simple HA! to seeing such a normally bewildering sight. “That man knows how to party.” Gabriel gave her staff a small twirl, looking about the room while the figure boasted and talked to who she assumed was the same pink-haired man from before. That was a fight she would also ignore, as she believed Sloth would not be a man she wanted in her way. At least as of yet. “We’re on our way, then.” The princess would be the one to lead them from the doors, ignoring the mess and slipping through with the remainders of terrified guests.


Astarte had more or less been well behaved while she waited for an opportunity to chase after her lover. Blitz was outside in who knew what situation, and meanwhile, she was stuck waiting several feet away from the crowd rushing the door. Knowing Lydia would rather have her life, and the holy guy was too good a soul to go back on his word, she wouldn’t dare near any further to that holy aura. She didn’t have any death wish, nor did she want to become as hideously deformed as the princess of greed herself. It wasn’t until the commotion shortly after the holy being’s exit that she would have the opportunity to see him again. And while the first thing she witnessed was the bloodshed and morbid devouring, she still wanted nothing more than to join the Blitz in the courtyard. Other demons who had actually survived the onslaught were rushing through the door as far away from the skeletal figure as it indulged itself. Astarte blended easily as she slid past, taking to the air quickly to watch the rest of the scene unfold. If the demigod required or requested her help, she was there for him. He might not have to ask, with the urgency she felt to cheer him on with the sudden charge of the new monstrosity that had taken form.

Razorbackwriter:  “Er….scuse me?….I…Hey?!” The Doctor kept trying to get a word in as the scores of people and blooded demons were leaving the masked ball in droves. It was like a crush…a sea of evil beings, that all looked as though they had just been to battle within the very castle of Greed. “We’re late!…What happened?” He grabbed the collar of a passing demon, whose had one eyeball hanging out of its socket.

“Holy….creature. Burnt the Princess. Dying…many dying.” The demon spat his words at the Doctor, as he then wrestled himself from the Doctor’s grasp. He didn’t want to stay a moment longer, like so many other guests.

Doctor Wilhelm turned back to his small crew from Hell’s Kitchen and threw up his arms in disbelief. All the trouble they had gone to, get ready for this night. And he was to show off Loc to the Prince of Pride. Not that he thought the Prince was even still here, if the crowd departing was anything to go by.

“Ladies….Loc. A bloody massacre and we missed it.” It was almost as though the Doctor was more upset about missing the carnage, than missing the dancing. The creation, who was standing up the back looked confused. Was there to be no dancing with his beautiful Roxanne?

“No….dance?”

“No, my dear boy. No dance.”

“Loc sad.” The creation’s face was the epitome of sadness. Poor thing. Loc stared down at the fair and buxom Roxanne with a huge pout. “Loc sad.” He repeated. A crack appeared in his face, the stitches breaking. A small tear of pus rolled down his cheek.

The Doctor knew better than investigate the state of the ball room. He would leave that for Igor. Seems like the hunchback didn’t miss out after all. Rather than hanging around, the Doctor placed his arm around Narcissa and turned her back towards the car. “I still think pizza is an option.” He offered.

The Blacksmith Shop

A slight chittering sound came in from the large webbing that was up against the far wall. There was a deep cocoon like tunnel that stretched inwards, and though the being from within had only made a very light noise before, the sound of the awaking armor had brought about a reaction from whatever lived in the web. Slowly, a leg appeared, then an arm. Each wrapped in a sheer black spider web like netting. Soon the full body of the being, that was now in the form of a woman, crawled out and rose to standing. She had long flowing black hair, with the deepest of green eyes that you had ever seen. She blinked twice to allow herself to see through the darkness, and made out the wisp of frosty air, as the girl who had been carving herself a piece of the enchanted Beserker armor was moving to another part of the room. The armor who had used some sort of enchantment to super heat, when being frosted by the young girl, had spoken in Rhefugi. The ancient language of the demon kind. This demon….this…spider like woman – tilted her head and slowly slinked out of the shadows, watching this woman who held the knife with keen interest.

“SEEwae HA-lueay-fe-peaezz ah-bae RA-luaeae-kuk qahee-de-kuk zneay-fe ooahee oh-deeay-jaeae eay-bae zwae n-feaeq ooahee qae-luae kukahq-fe wae-luae.””

(translation : “The Princess of Greed would skin you alive if she knew you were down here.”)

The spider woman glanced up at Beserker and then at the girl again. The girl may not even be demon kind, though what she was doing in Hell, remained to be seen.

“What are you doing?” The dark haired spider woman asked in English.

~RB~

 

Zetta:  With no other necessities keeping him here, Cecil was off after his princess. She took her stand with cane in hand, despite his near-beckoning to move onto wrap this castle and all who followed it under the thumb of Wrath. However she had other plans and respected whatever rules were in place to set each of the seven kingdoms fairly away from each other. Since he had apparently done well here, he would silent once more as they would make their way to return to the carriage they had rode in on. Their driver had been doing nothing while he waited for the entire party to be over, Cecil had moved first to properly escort Gabriel, opening the doors quickly. Then he would accompany her and the two would be off elsewhere.

 

Moo:  Kirsikka reformed to hearing a female’s voice speaking the language that the Beserker had. She looked past the suit of armor if only for a moment to glance over her audience. A single woman; a sort of spider-like demon, actually. Kirsikka was interested, but not so much to keep her eyes on the nosy thing. Especially with the abrupt coming of winds through the room. What should have been impossible. A black cloud came rushing through, wrapping itself around the awaiting frost demon. With the view of the skeletal figure, a smirk was brought across her lips. “Someone gave you a touch of trouble, did they?” Of course referring to his lack of, well, flesh. And he had been brutalizing someone from the look and smell of the cloth he adorned himself with. Being that he answered the woman himself, she felt no need to speak until she was addressed. “That depends. Would you like to entertain yourself a while?”


Narcissa had been confused with the situation at hand. Why had the four been locked out when the ball had started only a short while ago? She frowned, her giddiness turning into anticipation. It was obvious with her antsy moving, constantly twitching or fiddling with something while she stepped this way and that. It wasn’t until a rush of demons ushered themselves through the doors that the Doctor was able to grasp one of them. As confused as the monster was, she listened intently with a curious expression, eyes slightly wide. “Sounds like trouble!” A disregarded comment as the demon finally pulled himself away from the Doctor’s grasp.

The frankensteinian monster’s disappointment was as apparent as Loc’s, though she didn’t cry. “Poor Loc!” she exclaimed after Wilhelm’s confirming there would be no dancing. Narcissa hadn’t much else to say until she felt herself wrapped in the arm of the good Doctor. The mention of food was always something that could bring a smile to her face. Dancing could be done at any given moment! They didn’t need a ball to party. She would show Loc that later in the evening. After pizza! “Okay!” the monster agreed while she was walked toward the Roadster once again. The only place in town where they could really fill their pallets with pizza was the restaurant within the middle kingdom.

 

Razorbackwriter:  

The Blacksmiths shop

Things were getting interesting down in the Blacksmith’s shop. The unknown dark haired spider like demon watched on with heightened interest as the ice maiden was joined by one of Hell’s more powerful entities. It actually brought about an amused smile as she watched the bloody and skeletal form wrap itself around the girl, then speak with such an aristocratic tone. Oh yes….odds on it was one of the Seven Princes. What on earth they were doing down in the bowels of Greed Castle, instead of enjoying the sumptuous delights of the ball buffet was anyone’s guess. But it was safe to assume that the ice maiden was in cahoots with ‘tall dark and bloody’. Charlotte looked up at the helm of Beserker and the armor surprisingly glanced down at her. Odd that they both spoke the same tongue. But…there was a reason for that.

“OH-feah-seewae-lu HA-lueay-fe-peae.” (Translation : “Another Prince.”)

“EAY-see’z ah-kuk-kuk wahq ooahee oh-see-see-luoh-pe-see seewae-te. Qeayzw EAY woh-kuk seewoh-see zneay-de-de.” (Translation : “It’s odd how you attract them. Wish I had that skill.”)

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The suit of armor actually let out a strange hollowed laugh as Charlotte simply shrugged her shoulders playfully, then smiled at the new arrival.

“After a party favorite? Let me guess. You came to take what belonged to Mammon.” The spider maiden held her finger in the air, before twirling it towards the hellish looking armor. The statues that stood in the circle that surrounded the suit of armor all suddenly stood to attention. How…very strange. The spider demon glanced at the stone warriors with her tongue caught between her teeth. She was enjoying this. She then cupped a hand to the side of her cheek as if she was telling some great secret.

“They know royalty.” A sly wink and then she hopped down off the podium that Beserker was standing on. Charlotte took a step back and simply folded her arms.

“Well…go on. You do want him, don’t you?” Another broad flash of a smile and wobbled her head back and forth. “Before Greedy comes down from her tower.” Greedy being her nickname for Lydia.

Beserker turned his helm towards the pair and then went back to being inanimate. The red glow dissipated from his eye slits.

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~Outside Greed Castle~

All dressed up and no party to go to. How disappointing. No chance to show off Loc. No dances. No fine finger food. Ah well. Wilhelm did brighten when he felt Narcissa wrap her arm around him. It was a nice comforting gesture and brought about a shy smile. He could always count on the Hell’s kitchen crew to cheer him up when he was down. So it was decided. Pizza at that nice restaurant in town.

As the Doctor and his date swanned towards the Roadster, Loc hoisted Roxanne up over his shoulder as though he was carrying her out of a fire and trotted along behind the Doctor and Narcissa like a happy puppy.

~RB~

 

Nhal:  Peering over his shoulder the skeletal figure would turn his ‘face’ towards Kirsikka. His lanky figure twisting oddly as he did so. The air around him swirled slightly, still in a light burst of movement from his arrival and the floor echoed with drops of blood falling from his cloths.
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Listening to the words of the other demon in the room, his head turned over in her direction, his body following suit as he plodded towards her slowly, looking over her every feature whilest he moved. He was extremely tall, nearly seven feet at least, and yet his body was still slouched over as if he was carrying some heavy object upon his shoulders. His voice scratched at her eardrums roughly as he spoke, especially standing this close.
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Giving a soft shrug he walked back over between Kirsikka and the armored suit, wrapping a hand around her wrist and another on the shoulder of the armor. The suit gradually turning to dust, the tall dark figure and Kirsikka following close behind.
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Moo:  Having heard her accomplice’s answer, Kirsikka simply nodded. The miniature blade she had kept hidden before was gone from sight once again. She simply waited while she felt his hand wrap around her wrist, watching as he put his other on the shoulder of the armor. Her efforts to cut into the suit weren’t necessary after all, and it left her with a small exhale of what could have been relief. At least her Lord’s wishes were fulfilled one way or another, and he was sure to be pleased with the sight of the entire suit. Instead of some scrap metal cut away from its breast plate. By this time, the stranger’s words were nothing but a buzzing in Kirsikka’s ears. She only had to wait patiently before she was in her Lord’s sights once again.

 

Razorbackwriter:  

The Blacksmith’s shop

Charlotte listened to the skeletal tall demon speak with such a threatening tone. Odd really. His words were of how that they couldn’t be followed, and that once in the“Master’s possession that he welded absolute power over his charges or vessels. This was really of no consequence to Charlotte. It wasn’t her suit to begin with. She just…understood it a hell of a lot better than say Mammon, or the latest Mistress of Greed – Lydia. You see, Beserker was more of a curse than anything and naturally, Charlotte was not at all bothered that they wanted to take it. That is EXACTLY what Mammon had done, and we all know how that ended. Was this new Master so great that he or she…or it could change the will of the armor? Cause it to go against its nature? Break the curse of insanity that came with wearing it to battle?

The spider maiden watched on with an amused expression as the being took hold of the hand of the ice maiden, and then the Beserker – all of which crumpled into dust upon the floor. Charlotte cast her eyes down at it and then gave a light shoulder shrug. No doubt Lydia would be pissed at the loss of the suit, but Charlotte…..oh she had no ties to Greed, or any kingdom in hell for that matter. She served one, and Mazmezz was more than enough, thank you very much. What was she doing in Greed? You might ask. She was a Bebilith. One of Hell’s great demon hunters. Only thing was she chose her prey at will. In the humanoid form she was easier to deal with. As a full blown arachnid….that was another story.

The dust had not yet blown away, but Charlotte wasn’t hanging around to find out. Her crimson stained lips moved as she spoke an incantation, which caused her image to blur and then shimmer from view. Acting out her plane shifting technique which allowed her to move easily from realm to realm, or to a new place in Hell, the spider demon left the Blacksmith shop. Destination….unknown.

 

~RB~