Spin me a tale of Blood (open and accepting)

[Mr Malici0us]

Blake's eyes glazed over as he stared up at Jack, a faint smile on his lips due to the images she was giving him. Though she was reminiscing, which in turn made him do the same, hundreds of memories and feelings which were not his came up. The last thing she would see, though, was the book he had written when they fought, when he thought she was going to take his mind, the one bound with the blindfold he covered her eyes with when they made the contract.. It shown her where he had left it.. Where he had hid it.. It was in a place she hated to go in, in the "movie room" of her Crete household. Inside the desk. It detailed every emotion he had during their time together, and time apart, before the contract.. And even after.. Up until he was possessed.. He had secretly kept on documenting everything. With that last memory and gift. he closed his eyes and waited for the sweet touch of death.

[Destructionface]

That weapon having disappeared back into his coat, Jack's hand forms a fist and he makes his way to Blake's prone form. If Athyln needed to be pushed out of the way, it would be done so. If not then The Emperor Slayer would find itself piercing Blake's heart due to a perfect downward thrust. Twisting his hand so that it faces to the side, he then rips it out in that direction, removing it from underneath Blake's arm. ( -lazy- )

[LlyrLands]

Athyln's lips parted as she was pushed away she watched, then watched the dust. She couldn't speak, his blood ran through her like fire. She looked up to Jack then. "The last one?" She meant the demons.. it was a end. That meant? Was he still wanting to end them? "Nasher first, I will live to see his end." She said numbly as she looked back to Blake's dust. She slowly stood and went to Jack, she needed warmth after that, she was to cold, to tarnished, and much to ruined.

[francoeur]

Arcom's head felt like it was going to rip open with each drop of water as it crashed against his skin. Well he opened his eyes he was staring up to a statue of goddess long gone from this world many many years ago. As his eyes began to clear more it dawned on him that his goddess was moving and smiling down at him as three suns shown above her head in a crimson sky. "Three...suns?" Looking his body over Arcoms mind began to race as he realized that he wasn't a mass of flaming ashes already. And than he heard her silken voice, "Arcom my son, you remind me of your father when he was still human." Looking at her with eyes that held nothing but wonder, Arcom pushed himself from the ground, bones creaking as he moved slowly through the thick air. "Far as I knew, I didn't have a father." His voice was leaden but respectful as he spoke to the woman. Looking out over the world before him, the crimson coloured sky, lush green fields of long grass that moved like oceans of water under the wind, and the water that was the colour of purest of emeralds. This hell was beautiful; this hell was Kalosis, the forgotten Atlantian hell realm of the gods. The woman standing next him, well she was the last surviving goddess from that time, Appolymi, the goddess of destruction. "So you do you remember Arcom. Child named after the god of time. I'm happy." As she smiled she turned to him and he fell in love with his goddess all over again. "Tell me Appolymi, will you always haunt the after life that you gave me?" He smiled back her, his voice letting out the joke, though with a hint of seriousness. "Why after you killed the others you decided to keep the man that was named after your astranged husband alive. Is it your own form of self torture or you do you want something from me other than my humanity?" A hand was placed gently on his shoulder than, her skin softer than any material known to man, and colder than ice, frostbite forming across his skin. "You will be use to more people than what you care to know and you will fall inlove again Arcom. I need you to be my eyes in a world that I cannot access anymore, you of all people should know that. Silence krept over them as her words echoed out into the air. "But you need to wake up now and leave this plain once again. I'll take you in your dreams another time." Arcoms dream went black and when he opened his eyes again he saw the roof of the apartment that he had rented in Crete. Though his head still hurt like it was going to split. Looking over to the clock on the table the numbers flashed nine thirty at night. "Godsdamnit all to hell."

[Bubble_bear34]

((whatd i miss? my laptop got taken away for letting my grades slip sad ( ))