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(9 lol they both transcend good and evil azrael is more of the somber, depressed guy that still does good except to those who wronged him and has a twisted view of things cause of his ejection from heaven and Deimon is more of the joker guy thast always lighthearted and happy and has a curse that makes him go bloodthirsty when he sees blood if he cant hold it in... a way to sum it up Azrael the fallen one, and Deimon the bloodied one... hmm those sound cool im gonna make banners out of that lol ))

Darius walked through the halls by himself. He found another team member, a guy named Icarus, to join him. He was happy with himself because of the wonderful stroke of luck he had recived. He decided that since the tournament was coming in the not to distant future, he would have to train.

He walked into the training hall and found a nearby punching bag. He went to it and started to kick and punch the bag slowly to get used to it, he did not want to overdo it and strain something before the tournament. He could heal injuries, but his special power only allowed it to be used on others.

"This one on one stuff will be tough..." he said to himself, "But I think I'll manage. I trust my team."

Dam.... why is no one around whenever I do cool stuff, but people are always there when I screw up... big time.

Dave puts the knife away, and is about to leave the room, when he hears a strange music. He follows it to the secret room he had discovered before. Inside, he notices a small knife on the ground with a note attached to it. He figures it must have been left for somebody, and is about to leave again, when curiosity gets the better of him. He unfolds the note and reads it:

For Dave. You do not know who I am, or... anything about me for that matter. You have never seen me, but you will when the time is right. For now, just think of me as a friend.

Your father has been working on a secret project, and lets just say you're gonna need that knife. Keep it on you at all times. It is the Baptised Blade of Kamashan. Use it wisely.

Dave was quite puzzled by this. He at first though it might have been a diffrent blade, but at the mention of his father working on an evil secret project, he knew there was no mistake. He pocketed the note, then picked up the knife. It was lightweight, and had a blue handle with an extremely complex design on it. He flipped out the blade. It was normal looking enough, except the blade had a design of a blue vine going across it. The blue stuff must be sapphire. This is no normal blade.

Fera walked into the training hall and started to look around. It was large and she wasn't really ready for something thta big. "Wow," She quickly started to walk around and finaly found her room, the long range room. Her red eyes had a smile on them like a child in a candy store. Placeing her bag down she pulled out her two guns.

Her ear twitched, someone was near her but she didn't look back. It was time to show off, this was something she loved to do. She started to spin the guns in her hands as she walked over to where the targets were. Humm haven't practiced this one in a bit...might as well. She thought. She quickly cartweeled and with one hand on the ground she hand her feet in the splits above her head. Her other hand came out infront of her with her gun in it. She started to fire at the target and hit the center all but once. The last one was a blank but she hand spun her hand around on the ground so she was faceing the man behind her.The gun was pointed at him. "Hello," she said in a cool voice.

She let her feet come down next to her as she pushed her hands up so she was standing. "I can't tell you. Please what kind of girl do you think I am?" She said in a strange tone. "Oh and thank you." she said with a small bow. She walked over to him and looked him up and down. "humm,"

Dave was a little surprised when she said "What kind of girl do you think I am?", but didn't let it show. He just stood there for a second, then said: "We'll meet again, but for now, sayonara." Then he walked to the door and left. He wished he could have done one of those things where you stun the other person then are gone, but he didn't have anything that could do that. Well that was a surprise, someone who was as good as me, or better.

Kris stepped out of the way to let Dave through, and leaned against the wall as he cast his eyes around the room, hoping to catch the eye of the girl who he had just seen Dave talking to. He needed a fight today; he was getting rusty. He was also getting bored.

"Good day," he said experimentally, then shut up. He realized today was not a day for the "gentleman" act, unless he was very careful with his words. The last thing he wanted was to screw it up at an inopportune time.

EDIT: "No," he said, "Not all men. Just me. And even then, not always. Mostly today." He was doing good so far. "Anything... interesting happen in here lately?" He asked.