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The giant beast snarled on the top floor, reaching for one of the screaming female spirits. FEED ME! It roared, trying to stuff one of the bathers in its over-sized mouth.

Bertram, meanwhile, was riding in the lift, dressed in his swimsuit and carrying his towel. As he stepped out, the wraith stopped. "EEEEEEEEEEEK!" He shrieked, his eyes going wide and his towel falling to the floor.

The monster turned a hideous visage towards Bertram. PREPARE TO BE EATEN, FLEDGELING! reaching out with a tentacle, it tried to snatch Bertram from the ground.

The wraith acted quickly, rolling to the side, his hands moving to cast a spell in sign language (he was busy saying 'Please don't eat me...'). A spray of fire came from between his hands and burned the monster. "Hai-yaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" A scorched tentacle sent him flying through the window.

Where was I... oh yes. About to eat you... a tentacle wrapped around one of the spectral bathers. Before it suddenly fell onto the ground in a pool of vicous liquid. What!?

"Bet that's depressing..." Bertram growled, spinning his scythe back into nonexistence. A tentacle slammed him into the wall. Or tried, at any rate.

All that hit was a sodden and torn black-robe, the arms crossed. Then it slid off the wall, standing on its own tattered edges. The cowl was over something, but facing down, and the sleeves met.

Then two black wings shot out from the back. The wraith looked up, two red coals flashing from within the depths of its cloak. A bony hand stretched out and snapped its fingers, the scythe appearing, an evil glow along its blade. May Lord Chaos have mercy on your essence. Bertram's wings started to beat, and he shot forward at the creature, skimming across the ground Because I certainly won't.

The creature laughed, a gelatinous, horrible sound. It was sure there was nothing this wraith could do to him. Bertram raised his scythe as he flew past. There was no time for his normal terror, no time for him to try to find a way out of this. Just time to destroy, or be destroyed himself. But first, he had to get this thing out of here...

With a single hit of the scythe, the beast was sent flying through the window. Bertram swooped after him, his dark wings folding in for gliding and the scythe spinning in his hands as he prepared his spell. Then he slashed downwards, and the monster was impaled. Powers of Darkness and Death, UNHOLY RAVAGING!

The creature shrieked, but it was fading... its essence becoming wracked with pain before it suddenly collapsed in on itself, twisting and shouting. What was left fell to the ground, mewling, a vaguely humanoid shape. Before the wraith landed and grabbed it with a single bony hand, paralysing and freezing it. The scythe disappeared, and the wraith pulled back its hood.

The creature mewled in fear as its remaining essence was ripped from its husk and devoured. Then it was thrown to the ground limply, where it faded. Bertram's wings suddenly shook, the feathers and bones collapsing and falling off. Twisting, he grabbed his robes and pulled them off, returning to his real self.

Or was the dark angel the real Bertram, and the boy just a masque?

A shadowy figure could be seen if some one were too look at the horizon. His snow white hair was noticable from far, especially since it was brought out by all his black clothes. "Geezus, I feel over one hundred souls eminating form this place already" The shady figure stated, looking beyond him with his grey eyes.

He walked with a steady pace, glancing at the map a wanderer gave him in his left hand. The map was kind of crippled and was drawn by what seems to be blood. As his big metal black boots clanked on the ground, he thought. "I think there should be residents there, in that hotel. Well that's what that guy told me, and that is what I'm sensing.".

After thinking it over, he finally decided to turn on an aura. He didn't want them knowing he didn't have his own, that might disturb them. So, he decided to go with a powerful demonic aura, trying too keep the weak ones away. Kind of like when an alpha male passes through his pack and everyone doesn't bother him.

The demonic aura started flowing around him, increasing in power and space. This aura was just a sort of trick though, it didn't modify him physically, mentally, or what powers he had, it was just so other demons and creatures would think he is a powerful demon. Even if it would probably intimidate other demons, or make them attack, he was too lazy too change it now.

((Hooha! how's that? sweatdrop ))

((-smack,smacks self- mreh dammit.. hacking attack.-

-Sleep had not been as pleasant as the night before. Too much misery, perhaps. Pleasant or unpleasant it had been something...although a lot better than what poor Hakan had gone through.

Was it not obvious?

The sudden jerk on the bed and pitiful cry woke up the girl, even if her own nightmares had not. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Mimi moved closer to the boy only to rest her cheek on his shoulder. She hated to see him like that.- Do you want to talk about it?

-Alright, she may not be a morning person but at times it was necessary to put one's selfishness side.-

((That wasen't exacly my target, but oh well sweatdrop ))

((Nice... now... what to have Bertram do... or maybe I'll have Duellist and Taryn pay a visit to the Hotel... hrmmm))

][Sorry, my posts should get better now without Grandma nagging at me about keeping my United States citizenship.][

Normally no, Hakan would have kept his mouth shut. Blabbing to someone in such a manner would end up being his downfall, if he let them inside of his mind, they could find his weakness' and end up sdestroying him! However, this was no ordinary person. This was Mimi! His beloved Kyaroru-chan.

He would curl one knee up to rest his arm on it, and then began to try to brush away locks of hair, he was frustrated, and silk locks of twilight would not help him any, especially when they were tickling his forehead. "I.. It's been a while since I've had a bad dream. Years.." He would state, shaking his head slowly, normally he couldn't remember his dreams. "But they've come back. I wanted to tear that.. Person to pieces. I could see blood raining as I tore him limb from limb.. I don't want to see things like that!"

That one encounter, it'd truly disturbed him greatly.

][On second thought maybe not. x.x][

][ xd Hey, Beh. -Flails arms about.-][