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((lol, nope, pure Phoenix. I knew that you would make a sword long before you did however I figured breaking the surprise of it when you made it and tryed to give it to him wouldn't be a nice thing to do))

The bird seemed to tilt it's massive head at the man and it blinked a couple of times. It had all it's memories but spoke to nobody but at lone locations with the elder. It was how things went. Damian answered for him with a shake of his head. "No...he is a pure phoenix...he can't revert back to a human stage." He said, looking to the floor. "I do appologize sir, I know alot of work and time went into such a blade and I personally know that Janos thanks you." He said with a smile.

He looked to the bird and a smile seemed to form upon it's face as it shifted from foot to foot as it stood behind Damian. "Well, what is your next step Kabuki?" He asked. "Do you plan on going to find your woman?" He asked. "For I know she is waiting...I also know the answer to my own question. Making it rather pointless to ask." He said with a laugh. "If I could be so honored, would bear the sword of my grandfather in his place." He said with a smile. He didn't want such a blade to have gone to waste.

Damian looked to Kabuki, whom seemed to be in deep thought as his earth cat walked out with the blade upon it's back. He smirked as he watched it walk over and Kabuki remained in thought. He smiled as after a little while Kabuki came out of his thought and he smiled, he nodded to him as the cat and Kabuki presented him with the blade of blades. He grinned as he looked it over with a smile. The phoenix seemed to smile as well as they stood there. He nodded slighty to Kabuki, knowing it was usuless to make his speach, not even he would understand it. It was a language passed down only through the phoenix clan, and mainly the elders of it, narrowing it down even more. Damian reached out to hold the grip of the handle and he smiled as he felt the handle and the sheath lightly. Tracing his hands over the blade's flat side, then testing the edge lightly he quickly withdrew his finger, the slightest touch had cut him and he laughed, shaking his head. "Amazing." He stated as he sheathed it and he took his own sword out, it was ragged in comparison, though it was a little longer then this blade, this blade was about as tall as Damian was, his old blade was a foot taller then he. He smirked and replaced his sword with the new one, but placed his handle right by the new blade to show that the two handles were exactly the same. "By a weird occurance...it seemed that when I was born my hands werethe exact same shape as my grandfathers had been, in knowing this they made me the same handle...just a longer blade." He said with a grin.

((I still remember that don't you worry, I guess I kinda slipped though in that post because I wasn't too sure about how it looked, like, how spaced out are these blades? The only reason I did not try and explain the thing was because I would have only made a fool of myself. lol))

Damian just nodded as he looked Kabuki over. He nodded slowly and he listened to all he had to say. "Well, you really don't have to worry, I will get used to the shorter blade...or well...blades." He said with a smirk, wondering how such a sword had been craftedin this manor but not asking...he knew that he had his ways. "As well as the fact that yes, I do know that you have significant loss of your memory he said with a nod. I know that quite well, but I do not doubt that you were more then just friends before." He said with a grin. "You are very welcome to stay here for the night before you head off, if you wish." He said with a nod. Kabuki was probably right with the statement that she would find him faster...for it seemed she kept doing so randomly and with ease it seemed.

((Well...I am sorry for making you think that.... confused my bad))

Damian quirked a brow at his comment. "Hmm....are you trying to call me a dolt?" He asked, slightly offended and quite easily justified at that. He just shook his head, trying to shake the feeling away and the comment with it. He just looked at him continueing to scratch the air as his pets shrank and he almost laughed but didn't. The phoenix however let out an ear-peircing shreak and took to the skys, flying off a short distance and circling to land upon the roof. Damian just nodded, "No imposition at all." He stated.

He just quirked a brow, allowing him to explain himself about the dolt comment and he narrowed his eyes as he watched the cat crawl upon the roof...but he allowed it anyways as he looked back to Kabuki. "Alright then...I accep the apology." He said with a nod. "Follow me." He stated as he turned around and walked back towards the house. He would lead him to where he was going to be sleeping.

He walked into the large home and then he walked up a spiraled stair-case as he walked down a hallway branching off of it. He turned a corner and there was a massive oak double door. "The master suite." He said with a grin. "In there you should find the regal decoriating and the double king sized bed cozey. There is your own bathroom and a large television if you need be." He said with a nod.

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Damian quirked a brow as he sat upon his bed in his meditative stance, his mind swirling with memories of previous elders, his body absorbing their skills and their powers. He smiled as when he opened his mind he would not even realize that his hair had turned to a striking silver and his chin held a small grey beard. He laughed as he layed back, not knowing at all as well that he had grown a foot taller, not he was 5' 3'' instead of 4' 3''. He was now as tall as his old sword. He wouldn't notice until the next morning. He closed his eyes now, breathing in deeply. Though he looked old he was still very youthful, still having a hundred and twenty years to go in his life. He smirked as he faded into his dreams.

There was a swirling fire in this dream, the fire so bright and strong that it was unknown what the source could have been. Damian tossed in his bed and swear rolled down his cheeks as he heard screams in his dreamworld. The next vision he saw was a wall of heads, one wall was the heads of everyone he had ever killed, the other wall...everyone he had ever loved. There was a fire around the people's heads, hells fire. This was the source of these flames. Hell itself. He struggled to stay asleep, wanting to see the end of this nightmare. He walked from his bedroom in the dreamworld and down his spiral steps, outside, it seemed that the entire town wa aflame and in the center there was the phoenix. The phoenix was upon a massive spike, hanging lip upon it, peirced through the heart, liquid flame dripping from it.

Damian snapped awake as he shot upwards in the morning sun, sweat dripping from his body. The nightmare had occured many times in the past month or so, but he had never said anything about it. He just breathed deep and he got out of his bed, walking to a miror his eyes widened as he noticed his new height and appearance. "HOLY CRAP!!" He yeled, his hand flying to meet his face as he felt the small grey beard and the grey hair. "Interesting..." He whispered as he walked out of the room, the weird thing was there wasn't a single wrinkle upon his face or body and he still had a child's spring to his step.