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PostPosted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:23 pm


((grah! I'd love to post, but I can't really do anything without hearing from Noktal first...))
PostPosted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 11:37 pm


((Sorry for the delay Dragon. F-ing work kept me overtime.))

Noktal sighed. He sensed the half-breed above him but controlled his bloodlust. This next sequence was key. At that moment, he felt his master's message. Sighing, he dropped his hand. Clenching it into a fist, he supressed his bloodlust visciously, smashing it back into him. Seeing the scrolls before him, he smiled softly, mirroring the human look of sadness.

"Child, you make me sad. My companion, Shari would have loved to have met you. I've no doubt you two would have gotten along well. And I incapable of healing her of her encroaching illness. One last chance darling. Follow me through the portal. As a sign of trust..." Slashing his hand horizontally, all black lighting vanished.
"Please child. Please listen to me and help all races. I honestly do not desire to kill everyone. The massacre I have caused is only a grain of sand in comparison to what the Humans and Angels wish to do to you." Grabbing the bag of scrolls out of the ashes, he looked at them. Walking over to the banner that lay near the portal, he hung the satchel on it, putting a hand on it pushing the flames back on it.

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PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:59 am


((It's okay. I'm not mad. lol. I understand the overtime thing at work. Holidays do that to businesses.))

All of Noktal's begging made him sound quite pathetic to Syd. She knew that everything he might be saying to her was a lie, but all of it coming from Devil just made it sound... half-hearted. The entire time Noktal was pleading with her, Sydney watched him carefully. Everything he said and did now seemed genuine, but she knew better than to take everything a Devil said at face value. This Shari person he was talking about may not even exist for all Sydney knew.

However, Syd also knew this was a chance she just couldn't waste. Despite the fact that she knew she was going to regret the choice later, Sydney decided to play to this Noktal's ego for a while. She already hated the choice, but what the hell. She might just get the chance to kill him later. She hated leaving her friends behind without telling them what she planned on doing, but it was probably for the best that they didn't know she was going to play a double agent for the time being. If they did know, she risked the chance of blowing her cover and getting herself killed. Then again, maybe her friends would figure out on their own that she was tricking the demons into thinking she was on their side?

"Good lord, you make yourself sound so stupid by practically begging." Sydney finally replied, placing her free hand on her hip, the other held her katana at her side now. "But fine. I might as well go with you. I'm tired of being part of a group that never does anything to achieve a goal." Sydney answered flatly as she took some steps forward to follow after Noktal.
PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 9:56 am


Noktal supressed irritation at her jabs. Relax. We have her now. Now I can begin my plans. And the others will be distracted. I need what the Angels have. A soft smile came across Noktal's features.
"I'm glad you decided to come. Even if you intend to later try and kill me or betray my allegiance. Soon enough, you'll understand the truth of everything. Soon enough, you'll be back." Noktal covered himself in silver flames, then pushed them away, appearing in his human form. Stepping halfway through the portal he paused.
"Follow me into your new world child. And I'd like to know what to call you, other than 'girl' or 'child'."

((Dragon, just post in the Netherworld thread. Noktal will be there.))

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PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 10:06 am


((aww come on... You ruined all of Syd's fun! lol))

"I wouldn't dream of betraying one of the four great devils." Syd replied flatly. 'Great. Now he'll know to expect something from me.' she thought in annoyance. 'Now I'll have to wait for like weeks to gain their trust before doing anything...' She thought once again in irritation. However, nothing on her facial features suggested her irritation or annoyance because she didn't want to give herself away so quickly as she followed Noktal through the portal and into the Netherworld. "Just Sydney is fine." she finally answered Noktal's request for her name.

((okay. I'll post there now.))
PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 10:31 am


On the satchel that was now tied to the banner small letters were being eteched into the side. He had taken the trouble upon him to translate it into a tounge that at least one of them could read and translate. Human. on the side it read 'Inside the satchel are many letters. They will continue to reapear if one is taken. These letters are here for your use as you wish it. On these letters are important instructions. If you wish to join us and make a final stand against those who would wish to destroy, I speak of the light, then take one of the letters and follow the directions. I do not know what it is they have planned, but I do know that not only do they the intention of killing us Demons, but also you half-breeds, Cambions, as well as the spawn of human and demon Nephilims. I only wish to help us all. Now make your choice. I will not convert you to be a full Demon, but you may fight for us and have a hope of living. Or fight against us and have no hope.

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PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 11:22 am


It appeared that the demons had made an attack. Many demons were dead but many more Cambions and Nephilims were also dead. Rachdarmos hid his pressence by transforming into a Cambion... Sorta. He had the ability to put out a scent of a human and weaken his power. He ran to the Infirmiry and saw two injured men on the tables. He rushed to there side. "Where does it hurt," he asked the concious one
PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 12:14 pm


Indrid looked up at the new man. He didn't seem like a Cambion, but definitely not an demon. He didn't want to talk, it hurt to badly. He just pointed to the neck, but he pointed at Alastor even longer. He wanted him to get help first. He had more potential to be great then Indrid ever would anyway.

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PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 12:28 pm


"There there your frined will come next. He is not dead but if I were to work on him first you would die before I could wake him. He does require urgent care. But he will be okay untill your taken care of." Rachdarmos grabbed the mans hand and laid it next to him and did the same with the other arm. "Now stay still. This may hurt when I get to the more severe wounds." Rachdarmos raised his hands over the man. He then slammed his hands together and let the light form his body come around the hands. He then placed his hands over his legs so that the light could scan wehere the main injuries were. He slowly scanned over his entire body. After he was done he raised his hands again and made another handsign. This time he balanced his hands which then began to disapear. Rachdarmos lowered his hands to the injuries. They sank into his body and he touched the muscles. The light surounded the small scrathes and bruises and smoke began to rise. This stated that the wounds were being quickly closed. He slowly moved up and around to the most major scrathes and small cuts. Once they were gone he lifted his hands. "Here is where it'll hurt abit." He lowered his hands into the mans neck and tried to bathe them in light as quickly as possible. Rachdarmos prepared for the scream he was nearly sure would soon come by.
PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 12:42 pm


Indrid tried gritting his teeth together. He knew this man was an Angel. I guess..they aren't...all that bad. it began to get hard to think. The pain was too severe and he screamed.

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PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 12:47 pm


"And there it is. Oh its my least favorite part of this job." Rachdarmos wouldve plugged his ears but he mightve severlly hurt the man. He quickly planted his hands on any weka spots in tissue and singed them shut. After fifteen more minute of screaming and smoking he pulled his hands out. "There your okay now. So tell me what happened." Rachdarmos was scared that someone from Sarra might be watching him as he spoke. He wondered if he should finally come clean about what hed been doing. He knew the consequences were clear. Bus somehow he had to let Rael know.
PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 12:56 pm


Indrid lay his head against the pillow, not talking for a moment. 15 minutes of screaming hurt his throat. He would get over it soon. After a few moments he spoke. "They came through the portal. They tried to be undetected. But Alastor.." he nodded to the man. "He sensed them. They took me by surprise. Lesser demons jumped on my neck. Took me down. Don't know what happened to Alastor. I think Syd is dead to."

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PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 1:08 pm


"Well I can tell you that besides a nose bleed. There are no PHYSICAL injuries to this man. That I can't heal. I dont what it is with noses but I just can't do them. Even though his body is ravaged by many claw and blade marks, it is his mind that seems to be in much more danger. I can't tell you waht it is but I will not be able to heal that. It would need either the pure light of Rael, or the one good thing Grathrym can do. If he were to join the Demons then his memories would be erased. Or mostly erased. That is if he wanted to become a demon. Just pledging loyalty wont do much. well its time to go to work. Tell me what fully happened while I work on him. It should be a while befor ehe relizes the pain so he wont scream when I get to the big cuts." He waited for The newly healed man to talk when he dived his hands into the mans flesh and began to ela the wounds.
PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 1:12 pm


((AGH! Sorry!! I've been cooking nonstop this morning!))

J'valia saw Sin on the ground. The cage he had been in growing smaller where he had been. It had been a narrow escape. She flew down and landed next to him. He was too hurt to move as is, and it would only take a moment.

She looked at him ,wounded, weak... dying, and chokedback tears. She wasn't going to loose another friend... not here, not ever. She focused, the world becoming blurry. She could do this... she had done it countless times. Slowly the lines that were reality blured, and she saw everything that is, has been, or could be. Slowly she rewove the pattern. At first she was careful to make sure the largesdt wounds were healed completely, scars and all.... but that was taking to long. He would have some scars, and even some wounds still, but at least he wouldn't die from bloodloss. She picked him up in her arms, and took off flying for the infirmary.

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PostPosted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 1:26 pm


There was a small home in a mass of destruction, the lays of waste of a bitter battle. There was not much there but death, and yet, the make-shift home had hope. A family...or what was left of it. A father and a young son, only 10 years of age...

That hope would soon be extinguished, for here, time had stopped. Blood soon spattered the walls of the small home, the young boy having given way to a terrible demon. His roars rang throughout the wasted lands before a simple sentence came to his ears.

"Even now, I hold no regrets...you are my son and I will always protect you...even if you are her son...the son of a lycan..."

Rage gave way to tears...tears mixed with blood...and the roars of a demon became the cries of a child...

The child's name was Alastar Inotruso. And he was living his sin out as he had always done, every time he slept, every time he dreamed...Even now, he felt sadness, anguish, and guilt...

As the hand's of healing entered inside of him, he screamed out...

...Father....Forgive me....
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