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((okay, Zack's coming into this. space boy's green.))
Zack was now in human form and noiced a bright light in the distance, he looked harder at it and noticed it was a flaming sword... attacking a hun. He was curious why a hun was alive in this day and age, so he walked the girl and himself up to the teenage group. Zack watched in silence, he wanted to come in peace, not in violence.

James saw the blade light and stared, "why didn't you use that against the hunter?" he asked jokingly. He noticed a teen male and a teen female, watching, but seeing the fire tearing the hun to shreds seemed of more importance.

((awfully controlling on Valencia.... and how can the other guy control time? only the sibling have or are going to have full control of their elements. If you place limits on him like with Erik...))

Zack decided to get into this, he teleported a staff from the center of a tree, leaving a tree somewhere nearby with a slightly holllow inside, he then teleported behind the hun, smacked the hun strongly from the top, bringing the stick down upon his head.

The hun was getting orn to shreds, his legs now coated in fire, his ead now haveing been smacked with a long staff, he was very badly beaten.

James watched as the teleporting, apparently Elemental, began to smackdown on the hun with Erik.

(( Ohoh! Look! More improv! D: I dissapear for four days and you bring back a demon a hun and the god of darkness! xD Lawl. Hi. I have access to the interwebz again. I missed quite a bit *sniffle* Kaykay, here's my catching up post xD
And Rachet, darling? Could you let me write my character's responses please? Commanding her doesn't bother me much, I can work with that, but please, don't write her opinions and such for me. ))

Valencia huffed. This was such a drag. Her most overbearing client ever had called her in for something extremely important. Sir Dane or whatever made her want to ri out her hair at times. Ever since she had failed her first mission for him, she had been in debt to the man. How was she supposed to track down this Erik guy? She hadn't a clue who he was, and hunters tracked down and killed elementals, not commonfolk, no matter how powerful they were.
So to sum it up, Valencia was one very unhappy camper. Luckily she had a healer in her dwindling team of men, only a pale scar on her arm, and a long jagged scar in her back was left over from her previous fight. Though she at least knew who she was hunting fornow. A time elemental, a fire elemental, a light elemental and... Erik, were all going to the same place she was. All she had to do was help conquer a petty little villiage.
The only thing she was extremely sour about for this particular mission was meeting up with this Luxor guy. The time elemental was among the strongests in the little group, and he wouln't be easy to conquer, not even for a captian of 200 men.
Valencia sighed and flattened her shirt. It was dressy, but not as estravegant as her outfit to the prince's blessing. She placed her horse in the stables and knocked four times before entering the tall dark building where she would get commands on how this villiage would be taken down. With a wave she scattered her own team across the villiage. They were free to do as they pleased as long as they stayed close to take in commands.
Taking orders wasn't her thing, but if she could get the elementals, and this Saint guy off her back than she'd give it a shot.

Atrum laughed at Erik's reply to Leila's comment. He kept his small comments of "Have ou ever eaten there?" and "The owner must be very friendly" To himself. the boy was at a loss, he was going to have to use his element as a battle weapon, not having and/or needing his arrows at this point. The hun was already on fire and being smacked at, the boy was somewhat merciful and decided he didn't need an arrow in his chest.
Lifting his hands to greet the light, Atrum swallowed. "Alright, this better work." He whispered small orders to his element, seeming like a chant unless you listened very carefully. He was gathering it into his hands and holding it almost like you would a ball of some sort. In the small makeshift cage his fingers formed around the light, it gathered and condensed, getting hotter and changing forms. At first the change wasn't too noticable, the pale white darkening to a dim yellow. But then it started changing forms, like fire was different colors in different tempeatures and environments, so was Atrums light. When the boy used it as a weapon it went from white to yellow to pink to a deep red.
The light he had gathered was forming a laser. The energy gathered was doing as commanded, forming something stronger and more powerful than the gentle light Atrum was used to. Atrum's heart sped up, he didn't know if he could control something so... violent. Closing his eyes and shooting his hands quickly toward the hun, Atrum's make shift laser shot a hole straight through his stomach.
The boy opened his eyes and felt his stomach lurch. The sight wasn't... pretty. The hun was no longer moving, and had toppled over, slowly bleeding for the impalement. That's what it felt like to use your element as a weapon? His hands itched from the buring feeling of the deadly attack on his fingertips. He was relieved that the atack had worked, but it was hard, knowing you were capable of causing such destruction.
"Um... oops?" Atrum managed to choke out an apology, but didn't quite know what he was apologizing for.

((About the demons having "elemental control"... it's not really using an element, it's like with Erik, it's magic that drains energy. The Hellspawn officers [i.e. anyone that's not a grunt] have huge amounts of energy, as Saint Dane personally creates any officers in his army out of the souls he's gathered by killing innocent people. That's the reason he wants the elementals dead, they'll make fine additions to his army.))

Erik wasn't surprised, he'd seen even more amazing things in his memories. He figured it was a darn good time to be heading out. "All right, I'm going to be heading to town. we've wasted enough time as it is. Besides, I think we could all do with some food." Erik turned to leave, but he stopped. There was another memory pounding on his brain, wanting to be known. Whatever the memory was, it could wait until after they had made it to town.

Saint Dane had just sat down with the Captain he sent out to warn Erik. "As you may know, you were chosen for this because of your ability to manipulate time." The Captain smiled. "Yes sir, I know that." "You also know that i told Valencia to come along, correct?" "Yes sir." "Good. That will save us some time. The moment you have this pathetic town firmly in the hands of The Hellspawn Empire, I want you to kill her." The Captain gasped. "Kill her? But, sir, I-I..." "Listen. The hunters are a liability. We cannot risk them going against us. Their plan is to capture the elementals, and taint them with the power of darkness." "But, sir, isn't that your plan?" "No, I want their souls. And tainted souls are worth far less then the real ones are. I do not fear the hunters, but they may decide to go against us. That's why I want you to eliminate Valencia. As a warning." Saint Dane walked off, leaving the Captain to wonder why Saint Dane wanted her dead. Their was more to the story then sending a warning to the hunters. But, the Captain sighed and returned to his tent. You didn't ignore the orders of a higher-up.

((By the way, sorry about taking over Valencia. And don't get mad at me for trying to kill off Valencia. Erik will make sure that there isn't a single Hellspawn that survives.))

"That's it?" Zack replied to Atrum, haveing never been bogged down with the curse of money, but rather used his space control for stealing many times. "I can do that," he added. The nearby apple tree soon was deformed right before everybody's eyes as the apples collected themselves into a pile and the wood split into fine arrows. This huge show-offy move tired Zack a bit from the vastness of what he'd done, but it wasn't enough to actually show, just enough for a small stretch and a yawn, which Zack did.

James saw this and was surprised, the new kid had power equal to his own in his own element. "So, what the heck are your names?" he asked Arabella and Zack.

Zack readily replied, "Zack," he wanted to make friends and names usually helped.

"Nice to meeet you Leila," Zack replied lightly while bowing. Dang is she cute, Zack thought to himself.

James went over to Zack, "and I'm James," he added grabbing Zack's hand and shaking it. Since he'd seen this moment coming for some time now he added, "and yes, everyone here is an elemental.". James may not have used his time skills to go forward in time much, but every now and then he got a glimpse of the future, like when he'd meet his opposite.

Zack gripped James' hand in a firm hand shake as he straightened up and smiled slightly at the group. He had found it, the group he belonged in. Talk about being patient, he'd waited almost two decades since his birth to finally meet his 'siblings'.

Now it was Atrum's turn to gawk. He hadn't expected Zach to make so many arrows, nor collect food so easily. At this rate maybe they wouldn't need to go to town after all. "Thanks!" The boy exclaimed and went over to collect his new weapons.
"Thank you Leila." Atrum felt a slight blush crawl onto his features, but ignored it. "I want to see what you can do with your element." Which was true. If he could make a laser using nothing but light, Leila and her fire power's could do something equally amazing, he was sure of it. She was the fire elemental, it would make sense for her to be as strong as Erik when it came to making flames.
When everyone started introducing themselves the dirty blonde waved and said his name. "I'm Atrum" He didn't bow or do anything formal. He never had, it'd have been awkward for him to start now. "Nice to meet you two." He said to Arabella and Zach.
The blonde smiled, happy for the two half sisters. It sounded like something out of a book, two sisters to suddenly find each other. That and so far they were the only elementals he met that had siblings, it made sense that they both had powers.

The sun's glaze stream passed all the branches and leaves shielding Mizuki's eyes. Her lids flutter in annoyance, finally getting up. She was one of those special breed of vampires which could walk out in day light. But she spend too little amount of time out with the sun glazing directly on her for comfort. The ice element kept her and her blood chilled. It kept that light porcelain colored skin, always helping her control the bloodlust. She chose to become a cold blooded creature the day she watched the slaughter of the one she loved more than anyone else. But it pained her that she could no longer remember his face, his features, and the texture of his skin when her fangs erected and took its first bite. The scent of him, the warmth she felt from him. The memories just wouldn't come out no matter how much she begged.

Mizuki started walking towards the next town, glancing upwards, she flinched her eyes away, still not used to the sun without any protection. Raising her hand in a graceful motion, ice started to creep up and form from her finger tips. It kept moving until it reached up to her elbow, the ice than reached for the sky, forming a umbrella shaped cap. The ice reflected the light, shielding Mizuki's strained eyes from harm. "Lance..." A slight throb drums against her chest. Using her free hand, she took a strand of hair out and watched it turn to ash in the instant it was pulled out. She mentally panicked but than hold onto her composer and kept walking.