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Lily and Liz led all the girls out of the girl's changing room and saw Darius was already waiting for them. Thankfully he hadn't taken as long as he had to get out into the springs.

Emily took his hand and pulled him along, out into the forest with Holly and Andi, while Lily and Liz had stayed behind to get some camping supplies.

The girls ran into the forest, picking a random spot in the forest, not knowing that only a few feet away, the clearing to the gorge started.

"This is so cool." Wispered Andi happily.

A raven haired lady in her late thirties appeared in the forest from nowhere. She was much to old to be at a highschool... and she wasn't a teacher. Who was she then? She was wearing a long black dress and wearing bronze armor. Her hair was short, cut around her head and just below her ears, above her chin. What was strangest was that she was carrying a massive battle axe.

Her mission was simple... Chaos. This was the point of the crimson decadia. Kilesekri landed her axe into the ground, spewing fire and lava from the ground and hot coals flying everywhere. Sparks rose from the axe as she spun it in a circle, cutting everything in her way including rocks and trees. the one foot blade on the four and a half foot handle was impressive. The iron was at least 200 pounds, yet somehow, she handled it like a feather, nimbly and stylishly... with grace and accuracy, speed and perfection.

Scytheress ran through the crowded trees, an eerily determined look on her face as she dodged beneath the branches. Something had disturbed her to the point she had to act, and Scy was a pretty lazy person. Whatever it had been had sparked more than just her trade-mark curiousity. The feeling that twisted her insides could never just be simple curiousity...

Suddenly she skid to a stop, her red pointed ears turning every which way trying to capture an elusive sound. Something had changed and Scythe didn't like not knowing exactly what was going on. The only reason she was out here in the first place was some strong force she'd felt coming from this direction had sounded off an annoyingly loud call. They were probably the lake beyond the forest, but now the individual forces were dissaperaring and popping up all over and she didn't know which to pursue. There were five of them, each seemed equally powerful but in their own ways. Scytheress let out a soft growl as her fists clenched and she looked over her shoulder back toward the school. There were others from the establishment wandering the forest... they'd better run for cover.

One of the figures seemed to have chosen the forest and let out their first attack. With a small curse Scytheress leapt into a tree and sprinted across the limbs toward the smell of smoke. What she found there amazed her; a woman in battle armor with a weapon entirely too big. But Scythe couldn't fault the woman for her weapon, after all the Fox weilded something out of proportion to her stature as well. For now Scy was hidden behind the trunk of a tree just beyond the more intense heat but her view was clear and she could hear every word spoken by this other girl.

"Ah s**t..."

Scytheress took off around the ring of flames, circling the figure so she could be closer to this other girl but still out of sight. It was obvious that the smaller girl would be in trouble soon enough.

((It's not Rivera, it's Kilesekri! That's her dead mother sweatdrop Read the Crimson Decadia notice in the works in progress. There will be one person from the royal family to lead the attack at each place, not five... and there's more than just five leaders... sweatdrop ))

Kilesekri whirled the battle axe around her in a wide arc. A shield rose of fire and stone rose up around her, protecting her from all attack. The forest around her was already blazing. There were phoenixes surrounding her as well, massive bird like entities made of pure fire. They whizzed past her and attacked straight on at all three people around her. Fire rose up in pillars where ever they flew, following their trail with pits so deep that one assumes they lead directly to the circles of hell and tartarus itself.

Kilesekri threw a chain outwards and lashed it over her battle axe. The light from it was blinding. The long chain coiled around her and radiated extreme heat. It took someone who had at least some power in fire or light to withstand being withing 10 feet of her. Only ranged attacks worked on her now for those otherwise.

Rayna widened her eyes as a phoenix came her way, ready to attack her. She ducked as it nearly clawed her, looking back over to it. "Oh, s**t." she said as it came back, quickly raising her arms up to protect herself. Right when the phoenix was about to strike, a bright sheild blocked it from doing so, and it flew back. The sheild quickly disappeared as Rayna looked up at the phoenix, breathing heavily. She raised her hands, a bright beam of light coming from them as she shot it at the phoenix. It hit the bird's right side as it cried out in pain, dropping to the lava below. 'Damnit, I meant to hit it's heart. But that worked, too.' she thought, mentally kicking herself for her bad aim. When she saw the phoenix burn up, she hoped that the ashes were gone, and it wouldn't be reborn again. She looked over to the fire, panicking. "s**t, s**t s**t!" she said, waving her hands around. "What do I do, what do I do??" she thought out loud. She couldn't control water, so she could put out the fire. She looked over to the two other people being attacked, biting her lip. "SOmeone help with the fire!" she called desperately.

Kilesekri saw the chaos energy and did not shrink away... instead, she ran into them. The crimson decadia was the ritual of chaos itself. This energy only strengthened her even more. The phoenixes dropped into the lava did not only rebirth, they diverged into two phoenixes, twins of each other. Kilesekri ordered their attack again. One thing must be learned, that phoenixes could never be destroyed, they must be weakened. That was the only way to stop them from attacking...

Unlike the phoenixes, however, Kilesekri was a powerful empress. Her powers lay within the earth, and the earth will not die yet. The earth is still very young... She rushed towards the man who attacked her at an unearthly speed. Even if the blade misses, the weapon was at least 200 pounds, if not heavier. And it was burning bright and hot with fire.

Kilesekri's movements were rapid, but her face was as empty as a doll's. It was as if she had no life... "The Crimson Decadia... ten days of chaos... charged by the multiverse..." She attacked in a deadly pattern, mindful of the blue fire, even if it wouldn't do anything or if she didn't even have a mind. Kile whiled the axe, and it hummed for her in waves of painful heat. The song it sang was sad, like her name... Kilesekri was the silver bird, the symbol of mourning for her people. The Atlantean Empress surrounded herself in a shroud of fire and pushed her attack on towards the man. She still knew the other two were still there... she would watch them as well, as would the phoenixes.