_Oh no you don't! Derek landed as his hit connected. Extending both his hands out as he shot more of a flurry at Hiroshi since his guard was dropped while being contained by the screech made by Loki. Derek didn't let up on the flurry of blasts, he continued as long as it took for someone to deal a fatal blow. Take it all!
The immortal sat under a tree watching as the war slowly died down. Less warriors had the urge to fight, they began simply walking way or fleeing under the cover of night in between the battles. Very soon the war would simply dissipate. Nine could tell the Zaibatsu had won which only made him more happy he had not chosen a side. It made him proud of the choice he had made. Sword had fallen and the pain that suddenly tore through Nine told him both Eight and Six had also perished in their due with one another. No one was left to lead the DOMA, and so the soldiers fled or surrendered leaving only Derek, Loki, Hiroshi, and Tsukiko fighting. Their battle was great but Nine did not pay much attention to it. The war was ending now, what came next would be fallout. Things would never be the same. Nine leaned back onto the tree and sent a single message through into Derek's mind. It's over. Your father is gone.
Loki took the opportunity that Derek gave her to land a critical blow to the man since he was occupied with phasing through Derek's endless blast, he won't be able to phase through hers, that was the one flaw in that move you could only phase one thing at a time. As she fastly approached her opponent her left hand consumed in a flame that grew hotter and hotter with each second that passed seconds to reaching the exact temperature of the flam that killed half of the Doma's men. Once her hand came in direct contact with his abdomen Loki could instantly feel his blood splash onto her hand and arm only to be singed away after a few seconds. Looking the man dead in the eye she spoke "Seems you should've been the one to run not I," she stated to him as she pulled her hand out watching him hit the ground, continuing to bleed out. Loki herself was left panting that move had practically all the energy she had left, but that wouldn't stop her from fighting that is if there was a fight to go back to. As she looked around she noticed Doma men retreating or surrendering under a blade of a Zaibatsu soldier. That's when she felt a great power coming from one of the realms near by even the ground beneath her quivered, looking up to the sky in the direction where the energy flowed out from, she knew exactly who could've caused such a commotion. After a moment it all disappeared almost as if it never happened Loki looked to her Zaibatsu brethren as they weren't sure what to make of the whole thing, " THE WAR IS DONE!!!WE'VE WON!!!!!" At that moment every soldier began to scream in joy congratulating one another, all except her soon after she said that tears began to run down her face as she knew the cost of ending this war. Eight and Six were gone forever from this world only to live on through memory, one more she had lost two more dear family members. Even though she knew it was to happen somewhere in her heart she wished that fate would change its coarse for the two and give them a different one, once where they came back alive and where they resolved their conflict with one another and everything went back to like it was before Eight turned to the dark and was the head of the Zaibatsu, but I guess it was to far fetch uh? Loki kept her back towards Derek and Tsukiko because looking at Derek who was a spinning image of Eight would only cause her to break down, but she had to thank them in assisting her in her fight, so after a few minutes she whipped away her tears, face the two of them and walked closer to them putting her hands on their shoulders giving them a kind smile "You both fought well haha if it wasn't for you two I probably would've been heavily injured or killed, so thank you." Taking her hands off of them she began to look around the battle field in search of her Husband, his fight must've ended by now, well for certain it did, but she couldn't find him any where. A deep pain hit her chest as she thought of the worst but shook her head disbanding those thoughts he made a promise to her that he would return to her n' the twins and he wasn't one to break promises. Loki stood there and continued to search for Xenon.
Xenon continued to walk over, after like 20 minutes passed as he felt a strong push of gravity that pushed him back to the ground. He knew exactly what was going on. Those two. One of the realms was gone, and now both Six and Eight must've gone with them. Xenon couldn't even find a trace of energy from either of them. He fell silent as he was lost into his memories where he was the newbie out of everyone. Always finding himself chasing after those two. Both these men have put a major influence on Xenon as a few tears ran down his face from his eyes. He looked up with a smile knowing that even though both of these men were gone, he couldn't help but feel glad knowing that its what those two wanted. He got back up and walked back to the battlefield of all the Doma soldiers who were left alive evacuating immediately. He looked around didn't quite know what exactly was going on but it was pretty obvious that the Zaibatsu had won this war. Hehe, when its all said and done, we'll never back down. The Zaibatsu is victorious. He began to walk through the crowd, trying to look for some familiar faces. Xenon has kept his word to his wife, to his family, to the Zaibatsu and to Six that he would bring the Zaibatsu back home victorious.
Hiroshi was dead indeed. The blasts and all too powerful punch made by Loki. The barrier left in thin air, they left. One skull vanished from him on the ground. He finally felt something mighty disappear. "It's time, old man." Soon after everyone was removed from battle, Hiroshi stood up as if he popped up on his two feet. All the soldiers of Doma fell dead, their energies vanished within the sword Hiroshi carried. He wiped off the blood and all like it was nothing and vanished. Energies from soldiers and from him were concealed. Gone without a trace.
_Derek continued his assault of energy blasts until Hiroshi was seen fallen on the ground. He stopped watching the smoke pass away and seeing all the Doma warriors retreat back. Hiroshi had gotten up and he was prepared to fight again though him and all the Doma fighters had vanished. It's over? At that moment, Derek got the word about his father from Nine telepathically. Derek's face turned just a tad bit sad as he fell to his knees. His hands scrunching on the ground. He began to mumble words to himself as his body shook a bit. He's gone, I know it was for the good of the Zaibatsu and the good for the future...but why do I still feel a bit of pain. Is it because he is still my father? Why? Derek got up slowly as he looked up. Father, I know you must be at peace...now. He turned over to Tsukiko and gave her a thumbs up for a victory pose. Mission accomplished.
She left Tsukiko and Derek once she felt her loves aura once he stepped foot in the area, Loki also felt it for the best to leave him to Tsukiko since she had a better bond with him and could most likely comfort him more at the moment then her or anyone else in the Zaibatsu. Quickly taking to the sky's she went straight to him landing quickly, fumbling a little as she did, "Xenon!!" was all she could get out for the time being as she ran up to him and embraced him "Your alright..." her grip on him got tighter, she knew he was alright but whether it was caused by love or what not until she saw him the thought of him dyeing haunted her. After a couple minutes passed Loki decided to let him out of her grasp only to lightly punched him in the chest "Took you long enough, do you know how worried I was?? any longer and I would've killed you" she stated to him laughing.
Xenon saw for an instant that Loki flew to him and immediately gave him a huge hug. That hug was so tight, Xenon could barely breath. He laughed a bit as Loki went on as she got worried about him. Haha, I had to do I can to make it back. I never go back on my word. Even though Loki seemed kidding, she probably would've done it by killing him. This war is over, let's go home. Xenon walked over making himself to high grounds past the remaining warriors still left alive. The moment he gone onto high grounds, he looked at everyone else and spoke out. After the defeat of Sword, and his followers retreating and falling to their defeat. I now hereby as your CEO pronounce this war officially over! With the Zaibatsu victorious! With his words brought the whole crowd to chant and cheer. Xenon never realized how much they would respond to him. He supposed that all them was ready to go home as much as he did. From here on, I will surpass my predecessors and bring peace to the Zaibatsu. Never again will we ever have to worry about anything, anymore! Everyone..lets go home. Xenon jumped down to lower grounds, walking back to his wife and held onto her as he walked on back to the Zaibatsu. This began a new chapter in everyone's lives and a new era has begun. It's time for Zaibatsu to evolve into something great.
Standing on a nearby cliffside Jamarr watched as his fellow D.Z members conversated and licked their wounds from this hard battle they all had endured. Jamarr smirked then began to mutter under his breath,"Now that I think about it..Those bastards killed that old man before I could..Hmph.". Jamarr looked over at the sword he held. The one from the waves of blades the old man tried to attack him with. He had grabbed it as he evaded the wave at the last minuet. Before it was a dingy old sword, but having it in his possession so long it had fused with some of his mantra energy and looked repaired and well crafted. It had a strange glow. Jamarr had grew attached to it. "Wailing Dark shall be your name.."he said. Then the blade shined brightly and when it faded a new shelth. He put it on his lower back, and began to listen to the others. Wondering what was next for the D.Z.
Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 11:39 am
Ten’s body was worn as she thrashed her body through the woods and vast lands of their kingdoms. She was tired from being weak, she knew she wasn’t weak, everyone knew she wasn’t weak, and if they did, they would soon find out otherwise in just short moments of time, but her body was fatigued from emotional drainage. She had cried to herself for most of the trip, thinking about her husband, her son. Their lives together, and how each one of them had grown so much apart because of the war 15 years ago. Maybe Eight had it right, maybe he wasn’t wrongfully acting against the Zaibatsu, a kingdom that seemed to solely focus on the safety of his son, her husband, focusing on the people, and no longer on their family. She had chosen to take whatever side her husband wished for them to be on during that time, or any other time for that matter, and she remained happily submissive and faithful. Te knew she was a good wife, she stood next to Nine when things were rough, but this was no longer going to be the case, she was going to be the one who made things rough, and the Zaibatsu would feel her wrath upon. Even if she fell at the hands of their army, it was worth the battle. She trenched through the wet mud as her body was soaked in the season’s rain. Her legs had become sore, but she ignore her and continued to walk in her boots, the mud below her slowing her down. Ten ran her fingers through her wet hair to remove it from her face, and when she looked up she thought she spotted someone, something. But there was no one, no one was out in this direction. The Doma was gone.
❖❖ The steps grew closer and closer with every passing second. Trekking through the bloodied, worn battlefield, the mysterious entity seemed to be right at home. Normally she would have sent anyone else to do the job, but such a spiritual awakening had piqued her interests. It was quite rare to feel such emotions of hatred and anger for the being organization that seemed to bring praise throughout the entire world. The very group that had managed to eliminate threat after threat; effectively securing peace and safety throughout the entire world. Approaching much closer, it was evident that the woman...oh, how marvelous! A smile quickly spread onto the lips of Gyokuen, surprised by the unexpected catch. This stroke of luck would have to be Divine Intervention if to be called anything else. Such a powerful aura; radiating of pure malice and rage that it would cause even veteran soldiers to cower in fear. The uninitiated would have fallen to their knees due to the staggering amount of spiritual pressure resonating within the entire valley. A /Numbered Warrior/. Their existence had been brought to near extinction. Or so she had thought. The amount of guards accompanying their mistress, roughly a dozen, began to fidget to various amounts of extent. Such beings were not meant to be trifled with by normal means. But such a threat did not seem to bother her in the slightest; even boldly stepping to where only a few feet separated them. An umbrella held over head to shield her from the drizzle of rain, her head tilted a fraction of a degree. The smile plastered on her face had not shifted in the slightest. Though only one question plagued the Empress's mind despite everything. ❖❖
❖❖ " Why is it that such hatred and anger course through your veins, Numbered Warrior? Directed solely towards the very organization that the world's love seems to hold no bounds...what an ironic twist of fate! " ❖❖
❖❖ Awaiting an answer, a sinister type of aura radiated off of the woman as strong as anything Eight could have been or wished he could be. Her eyes, however, seemed sympathetic and even kindly despite her overall intimidating visage. It was not a question to draw up anger or a reaction; but rather to understand. To relate. To confined. To /corrupt/. ❖❖
❖❖ " How is it that you have come to such an interesting state? What wrongs have you suffered; the agony you have been forced to endure and deal with for as long as you possibly can? " ❖❖
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 12:30 pm
Ten’s eyes met with hers. She was not fooled by her act of sympathy, though she was indeed very good as seeming so, and Ten, despite how she acted, was a woman of feelings who often needed to vent, but there was no need to do so, the woman could with no doubt sense her broken hearted soul and knew of her emotionally crushed desires.
Ten stood there silently for a moment, starring at the beautiful woman, who had a beauty that struck much jealousy inside of her. Her beauty could stop men in battle from fighting, just to turn and look at her, Ten always wanted that beauty. But there was something about this woman, Ten knew her, she knew her face. Ten couldn’t put a name to her face, but there was no doubt these two had once come face to face in battle. She could sense a power in this woman that was indescribable.
“Why is that you have approached me, besides due to my troubles? Is there a reason, or a need? Why is someone with such a beauty as yours out in a storm such as this? Forgive me if I have mistaken, but have we been in each other's presence before?" Ten began to count the woman's guards one by one, analyzing which one she might have to kill first in order to not be taken down by them all if necessary.
❖❖ Seemingly pleased with Ten's overall resistance and hesitancy to trust, she couldn't have asked for it better. Only a fool would instantly place their troubles and trust onto a stranger, especially one of her reputation. But many facts and theories floated around her; often failing to pin her down due to her evasive nature. Gyokuen. however, did not feign surprise or deny the Numbered Mistress's accusations of having an ulterior motives. While many things, honesty always seemed to come first for the Empress. Most of the time, anyhow. The simple matter of the fact was : She wanted Ten. She wished for her to join her in her conquest to remove the Divine Zaibatsu from power and plunge the world into absolute chaos and disorder. While normally she would have thought it foolish to approach such beings for possible recruitment and cooperation...there was something clearly different about the one standing before her that drew her to begin to extend an invitation; even if she would not play such a card yet. The boiling hatred that threatened to spill over and bring her to raise her hand against her kinsmen and the very people she always fought to protect. All it would take was a small push; a sympathetic, kind hand to guide her along the paths of her true destiny. That very hand that the queen intended to be, even if it risked a confrontation with the less-than-desirable blood relations. ❖❖
❖❖ " You flatter me, yet seem to show some bit of hostility? Interesting. To answer your question...I brave this scorched, worn battlefield to seek out the very presence that resonated all the way back to my home of sorts. However, I was not expecting one of your kind to manifest! Quite rare, for such beings to reveal themselves in such a accessible spot." ❖❖
❖❖ Stepping forward, Gyokuen reached out, her guards staying a few feet back. Her fingers began to gently trek across Ten's shoulders as she slowly circled the woman; ignoring the drizzling drops of rain and the cold air. Eventually, the Empress halted to where her hand rested on the shoulder of the Numbered Being. ❖❖
❖❖ " I can sense it all...your hatred and the source. The very beings who betrayed you despite always submitting to their wishes. Abandoning you all alone with no one to truly remain with in the end. False promises and empty words...you have endured these for too long, have you not...? Your own kind...the anger resonated from you like nothing else I had seen before in a long time. Yes, Ten. You and I have indeed met on the battlefield long ago on that fateful day...but that is no longer relevant, now is it? You may now finally see my views...as well as my own grudge against such a society of fools. Whatever have the Divine Zaibatsu done for you besides take everything you know and loved away? Why do you bother to reserve your power when by my side...you may truly unleash the punishment they rightfully deserve. " ❖❖
❖❖ Her fingers seemed to tighten their grip slightly, before relaxing, sliding off of Ten's shoulder before extending her index finger to stroke her cheek; drops of liquid--tears of rain-- flowed slowly onto the surface. ❖❖
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 2:05 pm
“I’m always hostile.” Ten replied very shortly. Her eyes followed the woman as the woman circled her. She felt an overwhelming emotion of pleasure rise inside of her as the woman’s fingertips touched her skin. She missed behind touched, feeling skin against skin. Even when Ten had approached her husband Nine not more than a few days ago, he pushed away her touch, he didn’t acknowledge her affection, or her need for it. Ten knew she had recognized her, she knew her face, and the softness of the woman’s skin, and the lips shaped like a perfect red heart. Ten nodded in approval to the woman’s accusations. The weight of the woman leaned heavily on the shoulders of Ten. She was right, Ten was being spiteful, she did despise everyone, including her husband, she truly did submit to his requests. He abounded her, after all that time, he truly abandon her for a kingdom. The Zaibatsu truly did take everything she loved away from her. While she had despised eight and the Doma, and hoped daily for his death to approach, her marriage, and connection with her son, both were strong when she resided in the Doma with them. “By your side? How so? Elaborate.” Ten entertained the idea of being beside her, and finding the most meaningful punishment imaginable.
❖❖ Upon hearing Ten's little demand to elaborate further on matters concerning her possible /recruitment/ and mutual enemy, the sly smile on Gyokuen's lips only grew slightly. While she had been hoping to sway her opinion, she truly had not thought it would come this easily. The Numbered Warrior before her was on the very edge of abandoning the worthless Zaibatsu and embracing her true dark, damning destiny by her side. All it would take is one more small push. A few more thoughts and gentle suggestions offered to her. After all...there was no lie in her words. She truly respected her power and overall prowess; as well as her position and demand for respect in this world. But lacking the means to achieve her goal. ❖❖
❖❖ " The simple matter of it is this : Join my organization. Serve as my right-hand woman; one of my most powerful subordinates. No...strike that. As my most /powerful/ ally. I too seek to eliminate the Zaibatsu and all it holds dear just as you do. It would be a shame to allow those skills to go to waste fighting a war on your own, would it not? " ❖❖
❖❖ Allowing a small laugh to be heard, she whispered far more quietely then, eyes seemingly shifting from blue to a sinister purple/dark-red shade. ❖❖
❖❖ " Let us gain the retribution and revenge we so rightfully deserve. Do it by my side...Ten. " ❖❖
