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 Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 4:52 pm
" Why?" He asked softly, arching an eyebrow slowly and looking from one to the other slowly before looking at Keelan. " Can't you use her?" He asked curiously, walking towards the prone Angel none the less while at the same time turning Harbinger into a Cross Sword. Nathaniel stood next to the bed, looking over at Lucifer curiously and gently tapping the blade on his shoulder. He didn't seem to worried though, as if this was nothing more than business as usual. One more dead Angel in the midst of the many to come? Just dust in the wind.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 11:47 am
::Another peck kiss on Lilith's lips, and he turned back to Nathaniel. Sure the would be victim was speaking, and likely pleading, but for this moment The Devil truly wasnt interested in anything she had to say. And he did his best to speak over her, just for Nathaniel to hear.::
Of course dear brother, we are using her--
::Lucifer found his face snatched back by Lilith for another kiss, and had to pull away again just to finish his sentence.::
--As a message. Her body deposited on those Pearly Gates will state our feelings toward spies very very clearly. Now Brother, let Him know that your not His pawn anymore with the sound of your blade.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 3:19 pm
::She was very much talking, but it would sound like mere whispering compared to Lucifer's strong, resounding voice. But at the statement of being left at Pearly Gates (whatever those were) and left as an example for Him she very much made her reaction vocal.:: "Him? The council is behind this? Death will visit them and they will taste my blade!!!" As her eyes glow brightly with grays, reds and violets. All three of them were making their distaste for the council known and NO ONE would take their vengeance from them. During the last statement, the white light that Keelan had been projecting, and upon which the flames had covered up, now turned a red. Not a simple firey look, no it now looked like she was encased in flames made of blood. Veronica's fury was now in full effect and nothing Keelan or Sherrie could do would stop her now.::
::Cheryl knew enough of the powers to protect herself. As the blade came forward, Cheryl teleported 10feet behind and 10feet to the right of the angel.:: I am an angel, get it right.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 8:59 am
" Shut up." Nathaniel snapped before slugging her in the face with his free hand, frowning darkly down at her. If there was one thing he didn't like, it was those that raged or cried out in the end. They were going to die, why not just accept it? He then turned back to Lucifer " Wouldn't it be easier to just control her and send her back up there? Sabotage them from the inside?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 2:09 pm
::After quite literally prying Lilith from him, and tossing her onto the bed, he turns to Nathaniel. Taking his first steps toward the Angel and honestly giving her next to no eye contact. To her, she had been reduced to the level of "Thing", not "Her". Such was the treatment for spies, for those that sneak into others ranks without honor.::
Indeed dear brother, it looks to be.
::He says with a wide smile as he smacks her. Nathaniel certainly did not lack the ferocity necessary for a position as general. But Lucifer spoke.::
But, the easy path is not always as easy it seems.
::He gestures to her wings, and the rapidly shifting glow of her eyes, making specific note to point when her eyes shift the firey demonic red.::
You see? Black wings, firey red eyes, to serve Him, they have to cast His so called "glory" away. Listen to Her denouce him. They take on such demonic qualities just to serve Him, and yet for their faith He tosses them to the wind. Such is the "love" of our father, that He should send His children....to die. You remember what happened to Micheal dont you?
::Assuming bringing up such harsh memories of their father would enrage Nathaniel, he gently tapped Nathaniel on the shoulder. Not near the wings, no, but higher and simply took a step the side to let him do his work. Letting out a final word on the subject.::
To be honest, your doing her a mercy by setting her free. Listen to her fervor, she is so intent on serving Him even if it means denyings Him, but He'll never let her back in His fold now.
::He shakes his head in most honest pity.::
Truly, slipping her back into Heaven would be akin to slipping you back. You'd be recognized on the spot, and taken down. This is for the best.
::And he fell silent, standing calmly beside the cross his hands folded behind his back, and his glowing crimson ball floating to and fro about Keelans head.::
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This is my home little demon.
::The Angel said as Cheryl came into being yet again after the teleportation completed.::
My doors.
::And as she said the word doors, the doors in the room simply vanished.
My walls.
::And as she said it, the rumbling began. The walls, once steady in the room began to move. Closing...collapsing. As the Angel turned to face Cheryl this large room had formed itself in to a hallway. And as the angel lifted her sword yet again and prepared to dive forward, a wall arose behind her. Stone solid.::
Now, die demon.
::And again she lunged forward. This time, the room was far smaller, there was no where to -port.::
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 3:01 pm
::Oh,someone is going to die. Someone is going to die a horrible, painful, looong death. Keelan's eyes retain all of the colors but the deep violet of Sherrie's becomes a little more pronounced and Keelan's voice takes on a softer edge:: Excuse me sirs, ::looking back from the angel to the suited man back to the angel:: but may I at least know who I am dying for?
::This wasn't how it was supposed to end. She had to get home, she had to get back to them. She felt herself reaching out, faing glowing webs projecting from her, visible due to the fact they were all nothing more than souls right now. Those that had physical bodies and were unable to see souls would have no idea these spiderwebs were moving at lightning speed from the boy, through the layers of Hell to find her host, all the while screaming out for Sherrie. When the woman lunged at her, Cheryl teleported onto her back.::
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:39 pm
" You don't die for a 'who', you die for a 'what'." Nathaniel said, glaring down at her before placing the sword tip against her breast, feeling her heartbeat coursing up through the blade. For Nathaniel, everything seemed to slow down. He stopped for only amoment to turn more towards her, both hands clasping the sword so that it if one were to look at him from the front, the sword would be running down his middle with the sword hilt at his chest. He paused for just a moment after that, taking a deep breath before thrusting the sword down, peircing her heart just before the next beat took place, his face just as emotionless as it had been when he had killed demons in His name. His own aura flared up around him and Harbinger, caressing the two in flames of gold. This time they created their own heat, hard to notice really but still there. They licked hungrily at the air before coursing over Keelans prone form, sucking the life out of her just as well as Harbinger. Nathaniel, Harbinger, and the aura all went a pure black, almost seeming to be voids in the fabric of reality, sucking all light and life from Keelan and anything else not stronger than they out of the room. The black man form that was Nathaniel tilted it's head back before letting out an unearthly wail, filled with all the sadness, the pain, the fear and the rage of the world and every demon or angel he had ever killed. Nathaniels turning point had passed, and he had made his decision.
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:19 pm
::That was a horrific display of power. The evil howls were like a demonic orchestra to Lucifer, and he quite honestly loved every second of it. The lighting, the sucking of life, and indeed it all would likely feel very painful to the poor Keelan. And yet...when it was all said and done the only thing left changed was the massive shiv in Keelans heart, and the sharp pain as the two severed sides of her heart continued to beat.
The relaxitive feeling of healing...gone. That just hurt...alot...
And then Lucifer, oh slippery Lucifer...began to laugh. Granted it was rather mean to laugh at something like that. And infact while it was a laugh at Nathaniel, it wasnt for the display of power, or for actually stabbing her. He would begin to explain after a few seconds of maniacal laughter. His words fighting through chuckles to be heard.::
I'm, he he hah hah, I'm so sorry brother, but I did have to test you.
::Lucifer then proceeded with the very mean act of running his index and middle finger around the rim of the wound. As one might expect touching a few wound would hurt.::
This fair winged woman, is not a one of our sisters. She was a soul condemned her today by Grimm himself, and well...she hurt my poor boy and so she had to pay.
::He lifted his hand up gently licking off the bit of blood from the wound.::
That is a very nice cut though my dear brother, I would expect nothing less from you. But souls condemned here are condemned for all time, suicide is not an option. They retain their wounds and pains to carry about for all eternity...BUT.
::He gave Nathaniel a very swift pat on the back.::
You passed your test! You proved you are most willing to kill, even family, for your cause. I respect and value that beyond measure. I will never doubt your loyalty, and loyalty is eternal. Now, if you'll let my lovely wife here assist you...
::And as he spoke Lilith rose from the bed, this time tying the red sheets around her, and in a flash of black flame forming a bright red suit, much like Lucifers...though with more clevage, and with a skirt. Lilith was after all Hells cheif partaker in the unholy sin of Lust. And she made her way to Nathaniel with a deepLucifer continued to speak though.::
...She will take you to meet your army. I shall be there shortly. And as for you...
::He looked down at Keelan with a disgustingly joyful smile on his face.::
Your a good sport. Have you learned your lesson about hurting little boys or...
::And Lucifer proceeded to reach into the jar beside the cross and pulled out two...glowing...fragments of glass. That being Micheal...and Nathaniel. And he gently slid them betwix his fingers as he continued his sentence.::
...do we need to continue?
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 6:03 pm
Nathaniel stared at Lucifer with a confused expression, his face paler than usual under his grey hair. Even his eyes seemed confused and somehow pained. Harbinger slipped from his grasp to hit the ground as the Fallen Angel fell to his knees. That had hurt. Alot. It was something he could hardly comprehend, this pain, and it shook him to his very soul. Harbinger seemed to notice that it's wielder was in some kind of pain, as the sword went to an orb and floated around his head in swift circles, sometimes bouncing off his head. He glanced up as Lilith approached, blinking dumbly before rising and nodding, " Yes....Lucifer...." He muttered, shaking his head alittle as if to clear it. " Hn....why did that happen?" He asked no one in particular, just seeming to voice his thoughts aloud as he followed after Lilith.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 8:32 pm
::Lucifer had seen a similar reaction in the past, but was currently a bit pre-occupied with the winged woman. Lilith was quick to respond, as Nathaniel fell to his knees she immediately knelt down before him lacing her fingers around his chin. Her voice was ever so kind, and ever so lacy.::
Awww, poor boy...
::She slid her hand up the side of his face.::
...You just took in a little to much Black this time, we'll work that...right...out.
::Her long nails and slender fingers ruffled through his hair.::
You dont even have your horns yet silly. Dont wear yourself out before we get to....play.
::And of course, she was very sure to hint on the word play, a bit extra, and toss Nathaniel a wink.::
Come on, we're gonna get you some more bad boy points.
::Of course, she was kidding. Hell wasnt a game, there was no evil point system. But still, being so very pure and doing something so very dark had to have SOME penalties. Even if they were temporary. Or at least that was what she was assuming, there really was no telling what had happened for sure.
Though, she spared to no time in standing up and gesturing for Nathaniel to follow as she made her way to the very large black doors at the opposite end of the room.::
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 8:43 pm
He followed along, as if he had never heard her coy words or the playful tone they were put in. Not that he would have cared in the first place, but still. His grey eyes racked over the doors as he straightened his back alittle, straightening his hair for appearance purposes and crossing his arms over his chest, what looked like the lower half of a samurai's armor materializing from his waist down, Harbinger floating to complete the look by making it'self into a katana. He seemed to collect himself swiftly, casting away the confusion that had so clouded his mind not but moments ago." Lead the way then." He said, his tone just as deep and commanding as it had been, just as ominous as the voice of Death himself, and a terrible reminder of what he had been as this was the voice that had rolled out from behind the Gates of hell for centuries untold.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 9:22 pm
He he he.
::She giggled a bit. He was so tough looking. It was perfect. The black door opened into an elevator, and of course being in Lucifers home on the bottom floor of Hell. They could only go up, and up they went as Lilith tapped the 4th floor button, and the elevator began to move.
Strangely, it didnt move with a grinding sound like most but with a rather vicious burning sound. Here they sat on the ninth floor and as they rose they were given a view of each floor. Something of a glimpse of the tortures of this unholy place.
On the 8th floor was The Void. A blank nothingness, souls wandered within it, forever alone, forever forsaken, forever lost. This was a kind torture.
On the 7th was a massive dining room table. Massive because it seemed to extend for miles on miles and strapped to the table were what could only be described as tubs of lard and flesh. Each of these lards being fed through the bloaded oraface called a mouth, and each chained to the table as food was constantly served, and constantly being force fed by lesser demons. At the end of the table, a large looming figure looking something like a mountain of jelly could be seen. And while it seemed inanimate, it seemed to actually lift its massive hand and wave as Nathaniel and Lilith rose up. Lilith waved back and spoke.::
Gluttony, you'll have to meet him one day. He makes the best pie, ever.
::The 6th, a place of boundless riches. This seemed less like Hell and more like a pirates lost storehouse. Riches on riches beyond measure, flowing moutains of gold. And with them were people. People held on leashes by demons being constantly tempted with gold, and either having their hands sliced off should they actually touch it, or being pulled back the moment before they can reach it. Such was the punishment for Greed. And one singular demon dressed in only the fanciest robes, and covered in jewelry made his way through the midst of the torture, simply supervising.
On the 5th, were several billion coffins. This seemed like a graveyard, but it truly wasnt. In each coffin was a person, not dead but very much alive. And in the distance a very large bed could be seen with some figure stirring within it. You see, in life each of these people were so lazy, they used absolutely none of their time for anything useful. So in death, for being such Sloths, they were condemned to literally do nothing...not even sleep.
Finally came the 4th. As the elevator burned its way up the shaft the screams were already audible. Screams, roars, battle cries and the constant furious clashing and gnashing of blades, blood, and bones. This was the sound of war. And as the elevator came up over the horizon, War was all Nathaniel would seen, for miles on miles, on miles. Constant war. The soldiers had long since been mutilated beyond recognition by the Demon Army they were in constant conflict with, but they were refused a second death. Their wounds would never heal, and their hands had long since been grafted to their weapons.
The elevator came to a stop. And for a moment, the Demon Warriors stopped their onslaught. The Hellevator hadnt been here in millenia, not for a stop. Few demons dared stop here lest they be caught in a violent spree of bloody combat. But today, the war was put on hold. The stench of rot and blood wafing across the still air. It didnt take long for the countless demon hordes to pull themselves from their victims and focus on the Elevator shaft as the glass doors of the elevator slid open and Lilith stepped out and shouted.::
Alright you dogs! This is your new lord! Now, BOW!
::As vicious as these demons were, none would raise a hand against Lucifers own wife. But still they refused to bow. This section of Hell lived a life so different from the other that it barely considered itself a fraction of Hell. Sure, Lucifer had respect but...he was not their boss, and they did not fear him...
In the far rear of the army was a single demon that stood up above the rest. His wings still retained a few feathers yet they had been died a blood red from millenia of bloodshed. His armor was much the same, as dinged and rusted as it was, it was covered in a constant red...wet...sheen, as it was frequently doused in the flesh of his victims. He wore a full demonic plate of armor. This included a helm covering almost all of his face with the exception of his glowing red eyes, and with a barred mask over his mouth letting only the black embers which escaped from his heavy breaths drift through.
In his hands was a massive battle axe, on it was still caked the blood of countless fallen. His massive form stood at least 9ft tall. And not another demon in all of the floor, would even give him eye contact. Perhaps the wet slabs of flesh yet still dripping from his armor were partial responsible. No one could tell. None were brave enough to challenge it.
And forward he stepped. His massive feet pounding across the battle field as she shouted back at Lilith.::
I HAVE NO LORD!
::To which she quickly countered.::
Quiet Wrath! You know the deal! Lucifer guided us hear, Luci--
::Wrath snapped back. his voice booming forth causing many of the demons to shutter in fear.::
LUCIFER IS WEAK, HARLOT!!
::With a single powerful flap of his wings he vaulted himself up, and forward, and with a massive slam that shook the ground he landed not 20ft from Nathaniel and Lilith, his words slipping from his mouth frought with rage.::
He is nothing more than a coniving, pathetic pervert. He had no power. Had he any honor we would have STORMED the gates of Heaven CENTURIES ago, and this WEAKLING--
::And he immediately pointed his gigantic axe directly at Nathaniel.::
Would have been crushed like a bug under our feet!
::With a flick of his wrist he flipped the giant axe and slammed it into the ground cracking the ground around him as he turned to face Nathaniel.::
You pathetic, upstart cur. You. Make. Me. Sick.
::A ball of red spit could be seen striking the ground beside Nathaniel and almost immediately sizzling away.::
You'll lead, over my STINKING CORPSE!
::And without hesitation or thought, the giant axe was off the ground and in a full swing toward Nathaniels head. His vicious demonic aura lashing out with his powerful weapon. Wrath was never known for his patience, he was known for his prowess in constant battle over the last few millenia. It was that prowess, and that quick temper he planned to use to smash Nathaniel to bits, right here and right now. He would not stand even the thought of being challenged.::
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 9:40 pm
" Fool." Was all Nathaniel said before he drew his own sword, dropping to one knee and slicing the blade horizontally for Wraths' stomach, letting the axe whip over his head, taking only a few hairs with it. " I've sent greater beings than you screaming from my home, and if I have to kill you to take over then SO BE IT!!" He roared, his first strike not even hitting home as his body was encased in the same darkness as before, a void in the light with only white points of light to mark where his eyes were. Nathaniel knew no fear, knew none of his earlier confusion, knew only the burning rage of his fall, of the countless eons of slaughter that he had been born to, and fed off the rage of this place. Wrath was only another demon to be killed, but no one insulted the master he served now as no one insulted the master he had served. Let them come in waves, let them come one by one, it didn't matter. They would all fall before him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 10:16 pm
::In a moment of more clerity Wrath might have been able to recognize the power enrapturing Nathaniel, but today...he knew only his rage. He would not be pathetic enough as to fall with one strike. As the blade of his weapon flew over Nathaniels head, he positioned the shaft of the Axe to block the oncoming sword. Nathaniels powerful arms halting the axe in mid strike, directly over his head. There was a violent spark as Harbinger and Redeemer met, and a violent roar escaped Wraths mouth as with a twist of his wrists, and a jerk of his arms, he brought the massive axe straight down, trying to cleave Nathaniel in twain like a log. Sparks flew as Redeemer was scraped against Harvesters blade.
There was no voice to his madness. Just the frothing roar of his blind rage, and the drops of blood red spit that flew sprayed from within his helm. He refused to fall so easily.
The other demons sat completely still. In War only two things mattered, Victory, and Honor. And they upheld both. Whoever won this fight would lead them into battle, and to victory. And so they gave this furious combat the honor it deserved and merely spectated.::
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 10:25 pm
" No...." Came the hissing whisper as Nathaniel spun out from under the giant axe, one leg lashing out to slam into the taller combatants jaw while harbinger was sent flying into the air, it's wielder following after. The Fallen Angel and sword met in mid air, Nathaniel holding the blade aloft for amoment before he began to plummet back down, black streaks of shadow following him as his arms went out to either side, Harbinger clutched tightly in his right arm. He looked like a falling star, The white lights that were his eyes creating the only light from him. Harbinger suddenly flashed forward, above and all the way to tap against Nathaniels thigh as both hands went up to grasp the hilt. The mouth of the black void opened, and all the hate, all the pain of that particular realm seemed to flow fourth in one bellowing scream, the blade of Harbinger going just as black as it's weilder, but with a scattering of what looked like stars following it.
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