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O'Doyle Rules
- Oct 2, 2007
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Satra Morta's advance on the Drosin capital's walls stopped a few hundred meters from the mass of men from Conud gathering in front of the city. At this point she knew the alliance her fellow generals had tried so hard to break apart had only grown stronger in the threat of attack. Before Conud would never send troops into Drosin territory to help defend their city. She wondered what had happened to Sekhmet, he surely would have tried to start a battle between the two armies, however there was no sign of a fight other than a large fisser in the ground.
These thoughts took complete control of her mind, not even noticing the colonel who had moved into her gaze, "My lady, what are your orders." Satra wanted to scream and yell ATTACK! KILL THEM ALL! But she didn't have all of the information she needed. Where was Sekhmet, how many men did Drosin's and Conud's army possess. She also had left most of their siege weapons back in Salfir, in their hast to leave. If her first attack was stopped, they didn't have the nessacary ladders and catapults to climb Negliv's walls.
Satra also knew she couldn't hastate. Her men were ready, she had the largest army ever assembold and gave the orders, "FORWARD! ATTACK, LEAVE NO PRISIONERS! BURN THE CITY TO THE GROUND!
Meanwhile...
The city of Negliv sounded the alarm. Every bell in every church rang over and over again, filling the air with noise. Oric rose from his chair, still sore from his last fight and strapped on his gear. He made his way out into the cold air. It was almost night now, the dying sun could be seen setting in the west. As the Destrian army approched, he took his position at the middle of the wall shouting out orders, "Archers ready! FIRE!" Just as the front of Satra's forces hit the wall of shields held by the Conud elite, a volly of arrows fell from the heavens. Volly after volly rained down killing many, but more importantly split their army in half.
Only a few lines of Destrian soliders could engage Oric's line at one time, the rest of the army held back by Drosins arrows. The Destrian spellcasters jumped into action. 1,000 of them all trained by Satra and members of Umbra Morbis. They were able to shield the infantryman from fire as they stepped over bodies and started to push back the small number of Conud's on the ground.
ooc; To be continued, I'm thinking this will take a few posts
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Night888
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- Jan 27, 2009
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meanwhile
"N-no please spare us." said one of the Destry soldier. "Yeah spare us, have you no soul?" said he other soldier. Night took a deep breath, there were 10 dead bodys on the path now some had no heads others had no limbs and were on fire. Night was normal now, he didnt really cared what happened to the other men.
"Have you no heart or soul!?" said the soldier again, Night looked at the two men and said " I dont belive i have a soul, and if i had a heart this would be the part were i die of laughter" Night rose his voice "Run, tell your leader that if i ever met him i will kill him."
The two men took off runing as fast as they could. Night took out his long shot cross bow and aimed it at one of the men. "they only need one person to tell them" said Night. He pulled the trigger and the arrow went flying through the air and inplaed one of the men head. The man fell to the ground and the blood begain to spill.
"N-no please spare us." said one of the Destry soldier. "Yeah spare us, have you no soul?" said he other soldier. Night took a deep breath, there were 10 dead bodys on the path now some had no heads others had no limbs and were on fire. Night was normal now, he didnt really cared what happened to the other men.
"Have you no heart or soul!?" said the soldier again, Night looked at the two men and said " I dont belive i have a soul, and if i had a heart this would be the part were i die of laughter" Night rose his voice "Run, tell your leader that if i ever met him i will kill him."
The two men took off runing as fast as they could. Night took out his long shot cross bow and aimed it at one of the men. "they only need one person to tell them" said Night. He pulled the trigger and the arrow went flying through the air and inplaed one of the men head. The man fell to the ground and the blood begain to spill.
The Storm
Legendary Super Saiyan
- Mar 22, 2008
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Sekhmet's body was shattered. His breathing had stopped, though his conscious mind was still active. His conscious mind was still alive. He felt the strength of men as they heaved him down flights of stairs. He felt the damp, cold air of an underground tunnel. He smelt the pain and torture of a dungeon all around him. He then felt his body hit the floor with a thud. A few hours later, he regained his consciousness.
Slowly, he cracked his eyes open. Ever so slightly, his vision returned to him. He was indeed correct, and he saw the stoney ceiling, the test tables, even some of the cells holding prisoners. He found himself to be in one as well. Slowly, he stood up. He found that his captors had moved out of the cells, and were idley sitting at a table. He noticed two of them leave, and the last one stood in front of his cell gates.
Sekhmet staggered, and he walked slowly up to the cell gate. He slid behind the guard, taking the precaution to be as silent as possible. A puff of Green Smoke left Sekhmets hand, and travelled silently through the guards skin. It then came out and materialized itself in front of the guard, an exact replica of him, the phantom guard grabbed the real guard by the neck and, after wrestling with him for a bit, snapped it.
He grabbed the keys and unlocked Sekhmet's door. He gave Sekhmet the keys and then vanished in a puff of Green Smoke. He looked around at the other cells, each of them containing prisoners. He found one in particular that caught his interest. The prisoners name was Kaiburr Lacertus. Sekhmet knew him well, he had been a former warrior in Destry. Known amongst his subjects as the Juggernaught, Lacertus is an immensly powerful man.
"You there, Juggernaught," Sekhmet called to him. The giant opened his eyes and stood up, dwarfing Sekhmet quite completely by standing over eight feet tall.
"Whadda you want, Sorceror?" he replied.
"How would you like to help destroy Drosin....Aid the Destrian army once more....destroy the armies of Drosin."
Kaiburr grinned, his eyes showing the deepest malice and hunger. Sekhmet smiled back, and unlocked his cell. He and Kaiburr quickly made their way out of the dungeons, Kaiburr buldozing over any soldiers in their way. They reached the outside of the shattered Tower of Halgern, and Sekhmet could see Oric giving his orders.
The two of them made their way outside by the army, leaping across the fault. By using the secret way out of the city, they were able to avoid detection. They rushed up to the main General of the Destrian army, Satra Morta.
"Ahhh....Mistress Satra," Sekhmet gave his formal greeting, "I bring you good news. The south side of the city is weak, I recently caused an explosion there. The most of what will be there are workers, but that is the one place there is a hole in Negliv's walls. You can get them through the back, since you are on the attack. The "pidgeon-holeing" method, if you will."
Sekhmet waited for a moment before Kaiburr grunted at him. "Oh yes, this is Kaiburr Lacertus. I am sure you are familiar with his Juggernaught reputation. He will be a great aid to your onslaught. By the way Satra, be wary of Negliv. We greatly outnumber them, but their archers could spell our doom."
~mean while~
Nurgle roared at the ghost then went into a berserk mode. He ran and took a swipe at the ghost. The ghost did a backflip and went for another lunge. Nurgle stood still and let the ghost stab him. The ghost then slowly looked up at Nurgle surprised. Nurgle looked down at him with ferious anger
The ghost slowly backed up ,readying himself. Nurgle took the blade out of his stomach and licked the blood. His eyes glowing ever so brighter red. He then chucked the blade at the ghost. The ghost grabbed the blade and made another lunge. Nurgle grabed the blade threw it to the side so the ghost would spin with it then grabbed the ghosts leg.
He spun him around slamming him into the walls and floor. He then threw the ghost at the wall. The ghost then landed on the wall feet first and stood up on it. The ghost then turned into a round shadow and went behind Nurgle quickly. The ghost came up and did a horizontal slice. Nurgle reacted by back flipping to the back of the ghost and grabbed its head.
Nurgle launched forward then rammed the ghosts head into the floor. He let go and let the ghost get up. The ghost got up like a drunken man and slowly turned around. Nurgle drew his claws out of his gauntlet at full length. He roared then while the ghost turned to look at him he decapitated the ghost.
The ghost fell to its knees and black was spraying out where the head should be. The shadow then fell to the ground while Nurgle stared at it with intense satisfaction. He looked up and said ,"I have fulfilled your test oh great god". He bowed after saying this. The room hen shook and turned slowly red as if fire was coming. Fire then bursted all across the walls of the room,dancing like harlequins. Nurgle was looking everywhere not knowing what was happening.
A black hole like rift was appearing in the middle of the room. Nurgle was stepping back sweating from the heat of the room. Wind was blowing from the dark hole forming ever so bigger. All of a sudden hands came out and grabbed the sides. The god then pulled himself out showing Nurgle half his body. The god said ,"I AM LOCTAR,GOD OF BLACK MAGIC AND THE DARK KNOWLEDGE". Nurgle looked at the god with intense satifaction like when he killed the ghost. Loctar said," I SEE YOU ARE HAPPY OF THIS. I AM PROUD TO. YOU HAVE EARNED THIS POWER".
The god then decended back into the black hole but black spirits flowed out of it. Nurgle started floating in the air with a force binding his hands and feet in the air. Nurgle smiled and looked up while this happened. All of a sudden Nurgle felt a sharp pains in his back. He screamed in pain. Another tattoo was branded on him. It was a 7 pointed star also but insted of pointed points they where arrows and it had a skull in the middle.
After that happened the black spirits then started passing through Nurgle. Each spirit that passed through him gave him pain. All the spirits went through Nurgle at least once and then also decended back into the black hole. The black hole shut,fires receding. Nurgle dropped to the ground on all fours. He was sweating and panting. He stayed like that for at least a moment before getting up.
He then slowly raised his head and smiled with such satisfaction. Nurgle held his arm up and morphed it into an axe. He then made spikes appear all over his body. He also noticed his armur was enchanted morph with his body. He then looked up into the air held his arms up and yelled ," YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSS".
Nurgle roared at the ghost then went into a berserk mode. He ran and took a swipe at the ghost. The ghost did a backflip and went for another lunge. Nurgle stood still and let the ghost stab him. The ghost then slowly looked up at Nurgle surprised. Nurgle looked down at him with ferious anger
The ghost slowly backed up ,readying himself. Nurgle took the blade out of his stomach and licked the blood. His eyes glowing ever so brighter red. He then chucked the blade at the ghost. The ghost grabbed the blade and made another lunge. Nurgle grabed the blade threw it to the side so the ghost would spin with it then grabbed the ghosts leg.
He spun him around slamming him into the walls and floor. He then threw the ghost at the wall. The ghost then landed on the wall feet first and stood up on it. The ghost then turned into a round shadow and went behind Nurgle quickly. The ghost came up and did a horizontal slice. Nurgle reacted by back flipping to the back of the ghost and grabbed its head.
Nurgle launched forward then rammed the ghosts head into the floor. He let go and let the ghost get up. The ghost got up like a drunken man and slowly turned around. Nurgle drew his claws out of his gauntlet at full length. He roared then while the ghost turned to look at him he decapitated the ghost.
The ghost fell to its knees and black was spraying out where the head should be. The shadow then fell to the ground while Nurgle stared at it with intense satisfaction. He looked up and said ,"I have fulfilled your test oh great god". He bowed after saying this. The room hen shook and turned slowly red as if fire was coming. Fire then bursted all across the walls of the room,dancing like harlequins. Nurgle was looking everywhere not knowing what was happening.
A black hole like rift was appearing in the middle of the room. Nurgle was stepping back sweating from the heat of the room. Wind was blowing from the dark hole forming ever so bigger. All of a sudden hands came out and grabbed the sides. The god then pulled himself out showing Nurgle half his body. The god said ,"I AM LOCTAR,GOD OF BLACK MAGIC AND THE DARK KNOWLEDGE". Nurgle looked at the god with intense satifaction like when he killed the ghost. Loctar said," I SEE YOU ARE HAPPY OF THIS. I AM PROUD TO. YOU HAVE EARNED THIS POWER".
The god then decended back into the black hole but black spirits flowed out of it. Nurgle started floating in the air with a force binding his hands and feet in the air. Nurgle smiled and looked up while this happened. All of a sudden Nurgle felt a sharp pains in his back. He screamed in pain. Another tattoo was branded on him. It was a 7 pointed star also but insted of pointed points they where arrows and it had a skull in the middle.
After that happened the black spirits then started passing through Nurgle. Each spirit that passed through him gave him pain. All the spirits went through Nurgle at least once and then also decended back into the black hole. The black hole shut,fires receding. Nurgle dropped to the ground on all fours. He was sweating and panting. He stayed like that for at least a moment before getting up.
He then slowly raised his head and smiled with such satisfaction. Nurgle held his arm up and morphed it into an axe. He then made spikes appear all over his body. He also noticed his armur was enchanted morph with his body. He then looked up into the air held his arms up and yelled ," YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSS".
GigaRidley
Ouroboros
"Well, you burned away the demon possesing the minotaur, but I don't know if that's the last we'll see of him. Demons can never die, and that one vanished before we could seal him back in his realm. You're just in time, though. Nicklas knows of a way that we could have the power to defeat Storm!"
Nicklas nodded.
"At least, I think so... you've heard of the legend of Maiio Makantes, I'm sure?"
Siana was surprised.
"Maiio, my ancestor, has something to do with this?"
"Indeed he does. Well, just in case, Maiio was the first to ever use magic. He taught it to all races, but that's why Siana's magic is so much greater than all others. She's part of the original magic bloodline."
Siana was getting a bit impatient now that she knew Maiio was involved.
"I'm sure Zanaku has already heard that story. Everyone knows about Maiio. But what about these "relics" you were talkting about?"
Nicklas paused and thought.
"Well, I'm sure Richand remembers the story as well as I do. Our father used to tell it to us all the time. We grew up never realizing that no one else knew the full story of Maiio Makantes... the one that includes the relics. I've heard this tale so many times... it's not hard to remember it word for word."
Clearing his throat, Nicklas began the tale. Although his voice remained the same, an aura of unmistakable power seemed to fill his words and fall around them as he spoke.
"Long ago, before the four nations, or even before magic, many tribes of nomads wandered the land, living off of nature and fighting other tribes. On the same day, each of the four largest tribes found a strange artifact, which would later be called "The Four Pillars of The Gods". Each was an orb with a unique symbol on it, which granted immense power to whomever wielded it. With the power of their orbs, each of the four tribes absorbed several of the smaller tribes into theirs, until only four large nation-tribes remained. Each was equally powerful, and they took their nation-tribe's insignia from the orb that they posessed. However, as the four nation's powers grew, so did their rivalry with one another, and before long they had become locked in a terrible, bloody, four-way war. The fighting raged for years, with no side having a clear advantage over the others. Finally, the war ended in a climactic battle in the exact center of the land, in which the four leaders of the nations duelled each other with their orbs. Tragedy struck when the orbs' combined power proved to much to contain, sending a blast a mile in every direction, destroying everything in the blast, including the leaders- except for one man: a simple scout from one of the tribes named Maiio Makantes. Instead, the light from the blast gave Maiio the gift of magic to spread to the world. All magic originates from the Makantes family, which is why their magic is so much more powerful than any others. However, Maiio was also given a warning by the gods: If the orbs were ever used for evil purposes, the world would fall under the shadow of eternal night."
There was a silence as the story ended. Siana was the first to speak.
"I never knew... that Maiio had gotten his powers that way."
Rochand put his hand on her shoulder.
"I think our mission seems clear. We need to find the orbs and make sure Storm doesn't get any of them. It could be disasterous."
"I think... he might already have one." The color drained from Nicklas's face as he spoke.
"What?? Why!?"
"Storm's power has always been formidable. But he's become almost a god since the invasion began. I fear he may have found the orb of Destry and began using it to conquer the world."
"No..."
Richand was about to say more, but he noticed the sun was setting. Nicklas noticed it too.
"We should rest. There are tents you can stay in over there. We'll talk more about this in the morning."
Richand and Siana nodded and entered their respective tents. Closing his eyes, his mind full of thoughts, Richand slowly drifted to sleep.
-MEANWHILE-
Naxus and his soldiers were about halfway through Sagomir Gorge.
We're making good time, Naxus thought. We'll be at the camp by early tomorrow.
Looking back at the soldiers, he was disgusted at how tired they looked. Sleep was, in his opinion, a disgusting and unneccesary luxury that humans had. Naxus had never slept in his thousand years of existence. A loud yell broke his thoughts.
"Sir! There's something over there!"
His first lieutenant, Broma, pointed into the woods. A black shape slithered out.
"Lord Naxus... forgive me... I failed..."
"I expected better from you, Chillam. But I am forgiving to my demonic kin. You shall have the second chance you so desire. You may take him."
Naxus pointed to Broma, who looked utterly bewildered.
"What's going on? I don't- AAAGHHH!!!"
Chillam had leapt upon the lieutenant and covered him in darkness. As quickly as it came, the screaming stopped, and Chillam opened Broma's eyes.
"Thank you, my lord."
The other soldiers, scared speechless by their human leader's sudden possession, were absolutely silent as they marched on, with Chillam and Naxus leading.
OOC: I believe this is my longest post to date. I think it won't be for long, though... heh heh heh...
Nicklas nodded.
"At least, I think so... you've heard of the legend of Maiio Makantes, I'm sure?"
Siana was surprised.
"Maiio, my ancestor, has something to do with this?"
"Indeed he does. Well, just in case, Maiio was the first to ever use magic. He taught it to all races, but that's why Siana's magic is so much greater than all others. She's part of the original magic bloodline."
Siana was getting a bit impatient now that she knew Maiio was involved.
"I'm sure Zanaku has already heard that story. Everyone knows about Maiio. But what about these "relics" you were talkting about?"
Nicklas paused and thought.
"Well, I'm sure Richand remembers the story as well as I do. Our father used to tell it to us all the time. We grew up never realizing that no one else knew the full story of Maiio Makantes... the one that includes the relics. I've heard this tale so many times... it's not hard to remember it word for word."
Clearing his throat, Nicklas began the tale. Although his voice remained the same, an aura of unmistakable power seemed to fill his words and fall around them as he spoke.
"Long ago, before the four nations, or even before magic, many tribes of nomads wandered the land, living off of nature and fighting other tribes. On the same day, each of the four largest tribes found a strange artifact, which would later be called "The Four Pillars of The Gods". Each was an orb with a unique symbol on it, which granted immense power to whomever wielded it. With the power of their orbs, each of the four tribes absorbed several of the smaller tribes into theirs, until only four large nation-tribes remained. Each was equally powerful, and they took their nation-tribe's insignia from the orb that they posessed. However, as the four nation's powers grew, so did their rivalry with one another, and before long they had become locked in a terrible, bloody, four-way war. The fighting raged for years, with no side having a clear advantage over the others. Finally, the war ended in a climactic battle in the exact center of the land, in which the four leaders of the nations duelled each other with their orbs. Tragedy struck when the orbs' combined power proved to much to contain, sending a blast a mile in every direction, destroying everything in the blast, including the leaders- except for one man: a simple scout from one of the tribes named Maiio Makantes. Instead, the light from the blast gave Maiio the gift of magic to spread to the world. All magic originates from the Makantes family, which is why their magic is so much more powerful than any others. However, Maiio was also given a warning by the gods: If the orbs were ever used for evil purposes, the world would fall under the shadow of eternal night."
There was a silence as the story ended. Siana was the first to speak.
"I never knew... that Maiio had gotten his powers that way."
Rochand put his hand on her shoulder.
"I think our mission seems clear. We need to find the orbs and make sure Storm doesn't get any of them. It could be disasterous."
"I think... he might already have one." The color drained from Nicklas's face as he spoke.
"What?? Why!?"
"Storm's power has always been formidable. But he's become almost a god since the invasion began. I fear he may have found the orb of Destry and began using it to conquer the world."
"No..."
Richand was about to say more, but he noticed the sun was setting. Nicklas noticed it too.
"We should rest. There are tents you can stay in over there. We'll talk more about this in the morning."
Richand and Siana nodded and entered their respective tents. Closing his eyes, his mind full of thoughts, Richand slowly drifted to sleep.
-MEANWHILE-
Naxus and his soldiers were about halfway through Sagomir Gorge.
We're making good time, Naxus thought. We'll be at the camp by early tomorrow.
Looking back at the soldiers, he was disgusted at how tired they looked. Sleep was, in his opinion, a disgusting and unneccesary luxury that humans had. Naxus had never slept in his thousand years of existence. A loud yell broke his thoughts.
"Sir! There's something over there!"
His first lieutenant, Broma, pointed into the woods. A black shape slithered out.
"Lord Naxus... forgive me... I failed..."
"I expected better from you, Chillam. But I am forgiving to my demonic kin. You shall have the second chance you so desire. You may take him."
Naxus pointed to Broma, who looked utterly bewildered.
"What's going on? I don't- AAAGHHH!!!"
Chillam had leapt upon the lieutenant and covered him in darkness. As quickly as it came, the screaming stopped, and Chillam opened Broma's eyes.
"Thank you, my lord."
The other soldiers, scared speechless by their human leader's sudden possession, were absolutely silent as they marched on, with Chillam and Naxus leading.
OOC: I believe this is my longest post to date. I think it won't be for long, though... heh heh heh...
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The Storm
Legendary Super Saiyan
- Mar 22, 2008
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Ooc: Gigs...that was beautiful...im touched...[evil grin/]
Ic:
Storm smiled darkly as he wandered about his room. None were near him, all had either gone to sleep or gone on duty. It was not like he needed protection. He went into his bed chambers, and sat on his bed. A servant walked in, "My lord, can I be of service?"
Storm smiled. "Yes...bring me one of the slave girls, It has been awhie since I have officially...soiled...."
The servants face was grim. "Right away, M'lord."
Alone again, Storm took out a small bundle of silk. He slowly unwrapped it, and revealed a black orb inside. It was the orb of Destry, and its inside was just as empty as Storm's heart. He rubbed the orb with his hand, and began a ritual chant. "Show me the one I seek....Show me the one foretold in the prophecy to bring an end to me...Show me the son of Zamikios!"
A picture appeared in the orb, a picture depicting four figures...two of them he recognized. Richand Zamikios, and that girl. He stared, and saw that Zamikios had begun drifting off to sleep. He smiled, and chattered an ancient incantation in Colcript, a forgotten language.
He hummed and chirped, and suddenly, he saw dark thoughts swirling around Richand's head. "Yes..." Storm was infiltrating Richand's dreams, and he was filling the boys head with images of his father dying. "It's your fault, you know..." echoed inside Richands dream world.
Ic:
Storm smiled darkly as he wandered about his room. None were near him, all had either gone to sleep or gone on duty. It was not like he needed protection. He went into his bed chambers, and sat on his bed. A servant walked in, "My lord, can I be of service?"
Storm smiled. "Yes...bring me one of the slave girls, It has been awhie since I have officially...soiled...."
The servants face was grim. "Right away, M'lord."
Alone again, Storm took out a small bundle of silk. He slowly unwrapped it, and revealed a black orb inside. It was the orb of Destry, and its inside was just as empty as Storm's heart. He rubbed the orb with his hand, and began a ritual chant. "Show me the one I seek....Show me the one foretold in the prophecy to bring an end to me...Show me the son of Zamikios!"
A picture appeared in the orb, a picture depicting four figures...two of them he recognized. Richand Zamikios, and that girl. He stared, and saw that Zamikios had begun drifting off to sleep. He smiled, and chattered an ancient incantation in Colcript, a forgotten language.
He hummed and chirped, and suddenly, he saw dark thoughts swirling around Richand's head. "Yes..." Storm was infiltrating Richand's dreams, and he was filling the boys head with images of his father dying. "It's your fault, you know..." echoed inside Richands dream world.
GigaRidley
Ouroboros
-INSIDE RICHAND'S DREAM-
Richand was only five, and he was playing with his father in the garden outside their home.
"Daddy, why do you leave so much? Mommy misses you, and so do we!"
Lloyd sat down next to Richand and ruffled his hair.
"Well, Richie, I have to go help people in need. That's my job. But don't worry, I'll always come home."
"I'm glad, Daddy."
Richand hugged his father. The sky began to turn ominously dark.
"It's too bad..."
"What's too bad, daddy?"
"That in the end, I saved so many, but you couldn't even save me."
Richand looked over and saw a trickle of blood run down his father's mouth. He was impaled on the sword of Storm Valentine, who turned to look at Richand with cold, lifeless eyes. Richand yelled and backed up as Storm's face morphed into his.
"You were the one who killed me."
Richand awoke with a start, drenched in sweat.
Richand was only five, and he was playing with his father in the garden outside their home.
"Daddy, why do you leave so much? Mommy misses you, and so do we!"
Lloyd sat down next to Richand and ruffled his hair.
"Well, Richie, I have to go help people in need. That's my job. But don't worry, I'll always come home."
"I'm glad, Daddy."
Richand hugged his father. The sky began to turn ominously dark.
"It's too bad..."
"What's too bad, daddy?"
"That in the end, I saved so many, but you couldn't even save me."
Richand looked over and saw a trickle of blood run down his father's mouth. He was impaled on the sword of Storm Valentine, who turned to look at Richand with cold, lifeless eyes. Richand yelled and backed up as Storm's face morphed into his.
"You were the one who killed me."
Richand awoke with a start, drenched in sweat.
bayne
The one and only
OOC I duno what you got planed for the big battle but my guys will be there just so you know.
IC
-The town of Sagomir-
The soldiers had landed and had destroyed their gliders. They then took of their Destry robes to reveal that they were wearing average citizen robes underneath.
"Were good to go sir," Said Tk who was now in a very light blue t-shirt and a set of cream trousers. He then took out a leather coat and passed it to Drake.
"It might ruin are cover if we walk around with a guy with wings."
Drake folded in his wings and put on the coat.
"Lets find an inn."
Drake sat in a simple wodden chair with the girl lying in the bed uncosious. Bill was also in the room arguing with Drake.
"I had no choice" Said Drake with his head low.
"Drake you know how bad it is what you did, Void surfing." Said Bill looking very distressed.
"You said yourself my genetic make up is fine so no harm done"
"You were lucky, you know what happens if you become a frequent void surfer."
"I know, look we got bigger fish to fry." Drake nodded towards the girl.
"Her scars gone, I mean the bite marks are gone, with out a trace." Bill only noded in agreement.
"I screwed up." Drake was now looking at the floor, a tear stared to form in his eye.
"You know what has to be done, Drake." Drake stood up and banged the wall.
"No I can't do it, after all I did we can't kill her."
"What choice do we have, you know what she will become."
Drake stared at the girl, not sure what to do. And then it hit him.
"My blood, i was once one, now im not maybe it can help." Bill instantly pulled out syringe from his bag and jabbed it into Drakes arm.
"Oh dude, warning please" Bill ignored him and pulled out some of Drake's blood. He then jabbed the syringe in the girl.
"Im not sure if it will work, i will stay with her here, while you go the milatry base."
"Don't kill her."
"If this works i shouldn't have to."
Drake had now left the inn and was outside the military base, spying in.
One of the soldiers a tall man with long black hair tied in a pony tail appeared about of seemingly know where in front of Drake.
"Report Tsunami"
"A small but strong unit, with the Zakimos brothers stationed here."
"Richands here, that could work out rather well, i'm gonna pay him a visit, You all stay hidden in till told other wise."
Drake sneaked into the base. It was patrolled heavily but, Drake made into Richands tent and slipped in.
"Yo Richand, hows it going." He then put his finger on his lips to signify to be quite and sat down.
IC
-The town of Sagomir-
The soldiers had landed and had destroyed their gliders. They then took of their Destry robes to reveal that they were wearing average citizen robes underneath.
"Were good to go sir," Said Tk who was now in a very light blue t-shirt and a set of cream trousers. He then took out a leather coat and passed it to Drake.
"It might ruin are cover if we walk around with a guy with wings."
Drake folded in his wings and put on the coat.
"Lets find an inn."
Drake sat in a simple wodden chair with the girl lying in the bed uncosious. Bill was also in the room arguing with Drake.
"I had no choice" Said Drake with his head low.
"Drake you know how bad it is what you did, Void surfing." Said Bill looking very distressed.
"You said yourself my genetic make up is fine so no harm done"
"You were lucky, you know what happens if you become a frequent void surfer."
"I know, look we got bigger fish to fry." Drake nodded towards the girl.
"Her scars gone, I mean the bite marks are gone, with out a trace." Bill only noded in agreement.
"I screwed up." Drake was now looking at the floor, a tear stared to form in his eye.
"You know what has to be done, Drake." Drake stood up and banged the wall.
"No I can't do it, after all I did we can't kill her."
"What choice do we have, you know what she will become."
Drake stared at the girl, not sure what to do. And then it hit him.
"My blood, i was once one, now im not maybe it can help." Bill instantly pulled out syringe from his bag and jabbed it into Drakes arm.
"Oh dude, warning please" Bill ignored him and pulled out some of Drake's blood. He then jabbed the syringe in the girl.
"Im not sure if it will work, i will stay with her here, while you go the milatry base."
"Don't kill her."
"If this works i shouldn't have to."
Drake had now left the inn and was outside the military base, spying in.
One of the soldiers a tall man with long black hair tied in a pony tail appeared about of seemingly know where in front of Drake.
"Report Tsunami"
"A small but strong unit, with the Zakimos brothers stationed here."
"Richands here, that could work out rather well, i'm gonna pay him a visit, You all stay hidden in till told other wise."
Drake sneaked into the base. It was patrolled heavily but, Drake made into Richands tent and slipped in.
"Yo Richand, hows it going." He then put his finger on his lips to signify to be quite and sat down.
GigaRidley
Ouroboros
Richand gasped.
"Drake!"
Realizing that he had been a bit loud, Richand continued in a whisper.
"We're all fine, but Night left. He said he had something to do... I'm sure he'll be alright, though. But what happened to you?"
OOC: I'm going to a Shakespeare play tonight at eight. Hopefully we'll get far enough between now and then that when I get back, I'll be able to post the most epic battle.
"Drake!"
Realizing that he had been a bit loud, Richand continued in a whisper.
"We're all fine, but Night left. He said he had something to do... I'm sure he'll be alright, though. But what happened to you?"
OOC: I'm going to a Shakespeare play tonight at eight. Hopefully we'll get far enough between now and then that when I get back, I'll be able to post the most epic battle.
bayne
The one and only
IC
"Well if you got the message, then you know who I am, so it does strike me as kinda odd you havn't tried to kill me yet but i'l take what time I can get." Drake then dropped hi head abit.
"Listen, I fought Storm. He is strong, stronger than anything you have ever seen. You got belive me when i say that you are not ready to face him, I mean it. The only way I survived, was by growing wings, deafating a deamon of chaos and using one of the most dangrous moves ever consvied. All I did was get out of their alive."
OOC
By the way i forgot to mention that the rite of Gia that I used to have Drake evolve can be used by any one. Think of it as a way of lelvling up so to speak.
The main thing is that they must evolve in some way and they can only have the power of up to there elements.
No one has to use it thou but its a suggestion.
"Well if you got the message, then you know who I am, so it does strike me as kinda odd you havn't tried to kill me yet but i'l take what time I can get." Drake then dropped hi head abit.
"Listen, I fought Storm. He is strong, stronger than anything you have ever seen. You got belive me when i say that you are not ready to face him, I mean it. The only way I survived, was by growing wings, deafating a deamon of chaos and using one of the most dangrous moves ever consvied. All I did was get out of their alive."
OOC
By the way i forgot to mention that the rite of Gia that I used to have Drake evolve can be used by any one. Think of it as a way of lelvling up so to speak.
The main thing is that they must evolve in some way and they can only have the power of up to there elements.
No one has to use it thou but its a suggestion.
GigaRidley
Ouroboros
Richand put his hand on Drake's shoulder.
"Storm is evil. There' no denying that. But I believe that you aren't like him, Drake. I trust you."
OOC: About "The Rite of Gia"... just wait... heheheh.
"Storm is evil. There' no denying that. But I believe that you aren't like him, Drake. I trust you."
OOC: About "The Rite of Gia"... just wait... heheheh.
bayne
The one and only
ooc
Nice
IC
"Yer i know but repution is a ***** so to speak." Drake stood up and looked around.
"Things are going to go down here, not good things. I have a team, special forces type. I will help you out if i can, but im gonna need a mask, my face shows up on the battle field to come, and storm might pay a visit and we will be screwed."
Nice
IC
"Yer i know but repution is a ***** so to speak." Drake stood up and looked around.
"Things are going to go down here, not good things. I have a team, special forces type. I will help you out if i can, but im gonna need a mask, my face shows up on the battle field to come, and storm might pay a visit and we will be screwed."
GigaRidley
Ouroboros
"I've got an idea..."
Placing his hand on Drake's forehead, Richand used a pulse of Zodiac magic.
"Illusion of Gemini!"
White light surrounded Drake.
"Think of a person, and you'll take on their appearance. It only works once, so think carefully. Think of yourself again and you'll change back."
Placing his hand on Drake's forehead, Richand used a pulse of Zodiac magic.
"Illusion of Gemini!"
White light surrounded Drake.
"Think of a person, and you'll take on their appearance. It only works once, so think carefully. Think of yourself again and you'll change back."
