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 Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 2:28 pm
Seth had Removed his crystal from his bag before closing his eyes and transforming into a fish person and diving under water to examine what this cavern had in it. "Let's see.." He thought as he looked around to see dead bodies little fish and a little underground pathway but decided to stay away from ti at first.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 10:28 pm
::Hells Elevator, or as Lilith called it, the Hellevator. The Elevator doors stood 40ft straight up, and 180ft wide. Here on in the War Zone, the door was spattered and rusted with the blood of countless bodies. Some of the caked on flesh even added a bit of a give to certain parts of the doors surface. Some of the poor denizens even believed that these were weak points, they were not. These door were made to keep even the worst of villians, exactly where they were, in Hell.
The doors, were currently shut. And Nathaniel would feel the "gong", should he choose to slam into them. But the doors wouldnt give, and the Elevator was not currently on this floor, Lilith had taken it when she left.
Nathaniels words still carried in the right direction, toward the right set of ears.
A clang was heard as Wrath's giant battle axe, stuck the ground. And he spoke, not rageful, but actually somber.::
No...why would...why did...we ever?
::Funny, a moment ago Nathaniel joined that vicious slaughter, but now, they were monsters to him...Monsters...::
Monsters...
::Said Wrath as he looked down at his blood stained axe.::
...No, we were the...chosen...His first born...his Ang--
::Wrath stopped dead in his sentence, the red glow which once filled his eyes now faded away.::
Why?
::Nathaniel, had placed his back to the wall, thankfully he had not been given the chance to actually enter the Elevator lest he quite literally place himself in a box. As it stood, he merely placed his back against a wall. A good point, at least no one could sneak up behind him.::
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::Lucifer watched intently, cocked eyebrow, folded arms, and that simply evil grin across his pale lips. This was going to be quite the show, or so he hoped.
The bow, immediately recognizing a weapon tried to throw himself into the corner of the room, he begged apologies in a dead language once spoken on Gaia, ages ago. But it was sure that his terrified cries would fall on deaf ears. The sight of blood alone causing him to gag up bile, as he hadnt eaten in centuries.
Lucifer, loved every minute of it. His arms folded, his grin growing wider an wider. He could see the fear in the boys eyes, he could taste it wafing across the air, swirling with Veronica's bloodthirst. Even the usage of blood caught the Devil's interest, a blood arrow...and it cut so nicely.
The boy had a frozen moment of shock, before gaging and twitching a short while and finally dying. Caught up in the moment, Lucifer entirely missed the events behind him.
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As one bobble of a soul tried to fall off the edge, the boy lunged forward, a powerful flap of his tiny wigs, jumped him ahead just in time to let him catch the falling shard before it fell. With quick reflexes and surprisingly strong usage of his tiny wings, he swiped his hand through the air, snatching the two fleeing soul bits, just like one might snatch spiders or flies from the air. As he pulled his treasures in he did his best to hide a giggle, as he murmered beneath his breath...::
My shiny toys, Lu Lu gets all the shiny toys, I want shiny toys...mine...mine...No fair...Lu Lu gets friends...I want friends...
::He repeated this over and over and over, different tone, slightly different word usage but the rest was just the same. The boy said, as he started his stealthy flight out towards the door.::
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::Lucifer, let out a boisterous satisfied laugh as the arrow pierced flesh and the boys body fell over limp. It'd take a few minutes before the child rose again, but the Devil found himself more concerned with "other" things.
He clapped and he laughed as he spoke.::
Very good show, very good indeed. A wonderful shot, a clean kill you. You are most definately skilled at what you do. Now...
::The clapped stopped as his pale finger wrapped around the wine glass yet again and he took another sip.::
...let me see that other person, Keelan was it?
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 6:47 am
Nooooo!!! As the white web shot toward and embraced Keelan. The webbing then started pulling the ball from the boy's grasp. A wave of colors burst one of the soul balls grasped in the boy's hand and coated the doorway in vibrant, hypnotic colors. If the boy were to go through he would feel light-headed and vision would be severely impaired. ::
::At hearing Cheryl's scream, Sherrie shunted Veronica into her corner without a second thought. The tatoo faded, the red mist settled once again upon Keelan's skin as a white glossy light, her eyes darkened to a deep amethyst as did the blood red stripes in her hair. Her skin lightened considerably to an almost translucent snow white and her stature seemed to shrink and grow smaller. The appearance now seemed to be that of a lost little girl. Keelan's body disappeared and a flicker of a second later appeared between the boy and the door, hands on the hilts of Eurydice and Cleisthenes, wings spread to block off the way as much as possible and a look of determination upon her face.:: No
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 12:23 pm
" Well then...." Nathaniel said, blinking alittle as he spun around to face the multitudes, looking alittle confused before shrugging. " Can't be helped I guess.....something wrong Wrath?" He asked, clutching Harbinger tightly in one hand as the orb became a cross sword again." You seem alittle more insightful than I original would have given you credit for."
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 9:54 am
::Yank!
With the webbing tied to the boys prize, and the prize firmly secured in his hand, he could hardly jerk keep moving. In order to keep moving for the door he would have to release his prize, in order to release his prize he would...no, it just wasnt happening. It wasnt that the boy had the strength to pull the soul shard back, rather, it was akin to trying to take a boys favorite toy from him while he's playing with it...Theres going to be a more than a few issues.
A first he started yanking on the webs making small whining sounds, which slowly grew both in number and volume. He tried his best to fly toward the door but the sight of the nausiating blast of colors immediately spun his head back to Keelan.
Fully frustrated, as most children get rather easily. Did his best to flap his wings against the pull of the soul shard, but to no avail. His frustration finally grew until it bubbled over entirely and he simply shouted.::
NO! MINE!
::Needless to say, the shrill sound of a childs voice echoing across his room. The disturbance caused by his subjects obvious distraction, the noise the little soul shards were making...Lucifer had simply had enough.
He was able to pass the little webs off as Keelan's soul reaching for the other shards, but now all of this?!
He spun around rather quickly, a very firey gaze in his eyes, his horns pumping some sort of black into his veins, the contrast against his pale skin being highly visible. And an aura of purest evil flaring up around him like candle landing on dry timber.::
You!
::His finger pointed directly at the little cherub causing him to quite literally freeze terrified in place. Lucifer wasnt done...Knowing the boy wouldnt dare defy him, he kept his finger extended and turned back to Keelan.::
Y--
::But she was gone. Having vanished to stand between the child and the door. Highly frustrated he turned back...Only to see the small child in a veritably blur of motion had dropped down to the ground and ran behind the little girl...you see the little girl was armed. And they were so pretty...such nice....NO! He had to focus for now, hide. Behind her soft plushy wings.
Lucifer, was far, far, from happy. Although intrigued by this newest tranformation, to change ones self into a child...he would have to have a serious talk with this one, had she truly reverted back to different time. Perhaps a time before the sin of the others? It could possibly be that this person now before him truly didnt belong in Hell at all...
Possibly, but the fireball manifested of blackest flame, and swirling in the palm of hand, said that he had other issues to attend to first. As did his tone of voice as he met the girls eyes with his own firey red, and said...::
...Move.
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Wrong...
::The words slipped from his lips as if the very life was being choked out of his lungs. They barely managed to glide free from his gasping lips. His right hand rose to his chest, placing itself over his heart...his dark heart, as Nathaniel, had given him the most correct answer to his question possible. He had asked why....the answer?::
We...were...wrong...
::As if someone had just smacked him over the back of the head with the god of all wieghts, Wrath fell forward onto his knees. He saw it now, like he was too blinded to see before. He saw the pain, the suffering he had caused. He saw the anguished faced of his victims, screaming and saw himself as the merciless monster that cut them down...for nothing. For nothing but the selfish desire to fuel his rage or another second, another instant. Instants turning to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, to years, to millenia.
His dulled eyes looked out at the oncoming horde and he saw an eternity of pain, pain he had caused.
The wieght was too much to bear. It crushed him from the inside where he could wear no armor. His hand fell into blood stained hands as he tried to shove it all back, but it wouldnt go. He couldnt distance himself from this...not anymore. Thousands on thousands of years of building up, and it had all come crashing down...now.
He would not, could not bring himself to cry. Tears were for those that tried to wash away sins, but if he spent the next millenia's crying he'd never wash them all away. In a moment of strength, he asked for what he saw as the only answer. And he had no doubt, it would come. He spoke, his words without rage, or emotion. Just direct, though weak.::
...End...me...
::He wasnt speaking to the horde, they heard no voices other than Nathaniels. He was speaking to Nathaniel himself. One, final request.::
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 2:24 pm
Nathaniel blinked once, his eyes going wide. How long had he heard that same tone, spoken to him in the same way? He could feel the words wanting to come out, the respone he had always given. Would it be right now? Would it be the correct thing to say to his fallen brother? The fallen angel didn't even see the horde, but walked towards Wrath," I'm sorry......That it took your defeat to show you what was within." He said softly, his voice devoid of emotion even as his face grew tired and sad. Nathaniel slumped alittle, feeling very tired just then, before straightening up." Do you repent of your sins?" He asked softly, his tone cold enough to make a puff of mist come from his mouth. Harbinger was lifted slowly into the air by his powerful arms, the sword glowing.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 6:21 am
Quote: ::But she was gone. Having vanished to stand between the child and the door. Highly frustrated he turned back...Only to see the small child in a veritably blur of motion had dropped down to the ground and ran behind the little girl...you see the little girl was armed. And they were so pretty...such nice....NO! He had to focus for now, hide. Behind her soft plushy wings.::
::At the little boy trying to move behind her, Sherrie was having none of that. Most of them were quite protective of each other (Michael being the exception, but even he was afraid of what would happen if one shard died), and no one was going to take any of them away. As the little boy skittered to go around, Sherrie made sure to stay between him and the door and she drew her weapons.::
::Amethyst eyes raised for a flicker of a second off of the boy to look at this suited man.:: No. ::The others may have been disoriented by the pain of the winged one's assault, but Sherrie couldn't feel it anymore, and so she had heard all of the suited one's questions and comments, especially concerning the young winged one they had originally been fighting. She did not trust this man to not let the little boy go, and she would not let him go while the others were still clasped firmly in his hand. Hardened eyes flickered back to the boy as the white aura rose off of her and enveloped her in a blinding light. It dissapated after a milisecond and there were now 4 little girls blocking the door, all with wings spread, the two middle ones with Mind Ripper pulled and a gleaming white arrow knocked, the outer two with Cleisthenes and Eurydice still in hand.::
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:29 am
::With a voice almost devoid of life or reason to continue breathing, Wraths helm clanked to the floor as his head bowed down.
In that moment, he felt his crimes as they truly were...sins. Sins against his father...In that moment he missed home. In that moment, he had an answer to Nathaniels question both true, and heart breaking...::
Yes...
::His head bowed, begging to be split by the powerful blade.::
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::Lucifers main reason for wanting the girl to leave as to get at the boy trying to get behind her. But as she was more skilled at preventing his escape than Lucifer expected, he need'nt be so rude. He was honestly so very intrigued, here was a child! A child which seemed more brave than the woman he met earlier. This child outright defied him while the woman before wanted to....service, er...serve, him. He had a very...odd...mind, with several diverse deviant tracks. But that was neither here not there. It was Fathers servants that liked small children, especially boys, not Lucifer.
He was about to put his fireball away when...
That light! And the split into...4!? This was bad.
A few clanks were heard as the shards were tossed to the ground behind the boy. Why would he want broken pieces of soul when he could have his own little friend, HIS AGE! He paused and stared for a moment, simply making a loud "Whoooooooooa." And then, without warning he switched from trying to get past the girl to straight on tackling the closest one shouting...::
MINE!
::At the top of his lungs. Lucifer wasnt nearly as blind, in a poof the fireball vanished and he folded his arms across his chest and rubbed his temples. He could see the arrows and the blades...he knew this was going to hurt. But sometimes you can only learn the stove is hot by putting your hand on it and getting burned.::
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:46 am
::Again, just one word left Keelan's lips as the child rushed forward:: No ::As the young girl on the far right teleported behind the boy and Cleisthenes and Eurydice could be seen by the other three as they protruded through his chest. They are mine. And a slight twist of the blades.::
: biggrin uring this time, Cheryl's soul shard started flying towards Keelan with Michael and Anthony enacted the power to follow suit.::
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 9:59 am
Punishers_Hand_Maiden ::Again, just one word left Keelan's lips as the child rushed forward:: No ::As the young girl on the far right teleported behind the boy and Cleisthenes and Eurydice could be seen by the other three as they protruded through his chest. They are mine. And a slight twist of the blades.:: : biggrin uring this time, Cheryl's soul shard started flying towards Keelan with Michael and Anthony enacted the power to follow suit.:: ::The boys eyes shot open as a spurt of blood flew from his mouth smattering onto the face of the girl directly in front of him. There were a few slight spasms of pain as the "life", left him, and then he fell limp. With his last gasp, the word...:: ...mine...::Barely slipped passed his pale lips.:: Tch, tch, tch.::Lucifer said shaking his head and deftly reaching his hand out to catch the 3 shards. Sure, the boy was done with them, but he wasnt... He walked forward between the 4 girls, and grabbed the boy by the back of the shirt and unsanctimoniusly tossed him outside the bedroom door. As the body hit the ground the clinging and clanging of a myriad of stolen treasures striking the ground could be heard.:: ...Envy, such a pain. I want, I want, but values nothing he has. He'll be back...if for no other reason than how badly he "wants", to live...but thats irrelevant...::Lucifer twirled the shards in his hands once again.:: ...Who're you little one?
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 10:11 am
::She looks down at the blades in her hand and shakes her head sadly as she resheathes them, the blood seeming to have been absorbed by the blades themselves. She then looks at the 3 glowing orbs in Lucifer's hand and shrugs her shoulders. The three girls start walking toward the one:: I... : surprised ne girl walks into Keelan:: am... ::the second girl walks into Keelan:: Sherrie ::and the last girl walks into Keelan. Now just one, lost little girl stood in front of Lucifer.:: And you want to know how we work, don't you? ::Looking up at this suited, formal man with wisdom and knowledge reflected in her eyes that far surpassed even Keelan's age.::
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 10:30 am
::Needless to say, Lucifer was intrigued. While the rest of this womans shards acted like children, the actual child seemed to be the wisest among them. Such was simply not seen very often. And indeed his curiousity was peaked.::
Indeed I do.
::Lucifer said with a wide grin, somewhat excited, grin on his face.::
Come, lets sit.
::He said, gesturing to a nearby obsidian table beside the fireplace. He made his way to the table, and even was gentlemanly enough to pull out a chair for Sherrie before he himself sat down. And he simply waited, his legs folded beneath the table and his hands laying with fingers interlocked in his lap, covering the 3 shards.
It wasnt odd to him that just a moment ago a small boy was shanked or that another teenager was laying dead a few feet behind him and spilling blood all over the ground. It was like it was really nothing new, but this girl. But this girl, she had stolen his interest.::
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 5:44 am
::The white aura seemed to settle on her skin as gently and softly as if it were now silk, and at this point in time it could very well have been. On her appeared a simple white formal dress, if it wasn't for the underlying knowing look in her face she would have looked like a little girl playing dress up, but on her is just looked right. High collared, sleeveless, wrap-around waist with a pleat on one side and ankle length; she looked like a child bride. Small white barrettes formed to pin her hair back and pearls formed in her ears and on her wrists. Feet remained bare. In all ways save one she looked like the perfect image of innocence; her eyes gave her away though, they remained too hard and too knowing.
When Lucifer pulled out the chair she walked so smoothly and lightly that she seemed to glide on air. She expected the courteous jesture with such grace and she waited for Lucifer to seat himself before she spoke.::
"I know your question for two reasons," ::her conversational voice was smooth with just a small hint of childish laughter,:: "one, you could say I'm..." ::a small secretive smile appearing on pale pink lips,:: "...too insightful for my own good. Second you were bored with Keelan's show but your interest was obviously piqued when Veronica came out. At the moment she had done nothing to warrant attention so I watched you when I cam out. And so now you're wondering how and why." ::This last line worded as a calm statement rather than a question.::
"Well its all quite simple, in order for Keelan to survive her power she had to split. She did not know this of course, but her True Self did." ::As she is talking she closes her eyes for a few seconds, opens them and holds her hands, palms down, above the table. The white light flowed smoothly from them and slowly coalesced into a teapot, 2 cups with saucers, 2 plates, a sugarbowl, a small cream pitcher and a platter of hot teacakes.:: "After such barbaric actions I believe in reinstating some civility. Cream or sugar?" :: As she pours two hot, steaming cups of green tea.::
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 11:04 am
::She was positively beautiful, honestly. She was so pure that it stung the eyes, and the look on her eyes distorted and warped the purity into something....off...something wrong, something different. That warping of something so precious was positively beautiful. Even her speaking voice reminded him so very much of his conversations with Father. Though father never took the form of a little girl, should he ever, this would be exactly how she would act. It was splendid! He had to focus himself so as not to be caught up with what was speaking, and not with what was being said.:: Punishers_Hand_Maiden "I know your question for two reasons, one, you could say I'm...too insightful for my own good. Second you were bored with Keelan's show but your interest was obviously piqued when Veronica came out. At the moment she had done nothing to warrant attention so I watched you when I came out. And so now you're wondering how and why." ::Lucifer said with a grin as he twirled the soul shards betwix his fingers.:: Such calm observations dont usually make their way into or out of the chaotic inner workings of the fledgling mind. Therse no way your actually a child. But we'll get back to that, you've guested correct, you've stolen my curiousity, please continue.::And he resumed silence, his legs folded, his hands returning to their clasped state and his ears ever open.:: Punishers_Hand_Maiden "Well its all quite simple, in order for Keelan to survive her power she had to split. She did not know this of course, but her True Self did." ::As she is talking she closes her eyes for a few seconds, opens them and holds her hands, palms down, above the table. The white light flowed smoothly from them and slowly coalesced into a teapot, 2 cups with saucers, 2 plates, a sugarbowl, a small cream pitcher and a platter of hot teacakes.:: "After such barbaric actions I believe in reinstating some civility. Cream or sugar?" :: As she pours two hot, steaming cups of green tea.:: ::Lucifer said with a friendly smile, not skipping a beat. A lag in conversing shows a lag in thought, a lag in thought shows a lazy mind, and a mind plotting domination and damnation is not lazy. As Lucifer showed when he continued.:: Yes, it all seems simple enough but simplicity is but the viel behind which our deepest mysteries hide. What would give a being such power, if it would risk its destruction? This...Keelan, seemed very proud of her station, but what sort of station requires this...::He twirled his hand a bit trying to find the exact wording.:: ...Chaos, to invade the mind? No. Not invade. To overtake and infact become, the mind.::He lifted the 3 shards in hand, yet still twirling them about. He glided across words like a skater across ice, each syllable sliding into the next and the next, not a single misplaced pause or accidental stutter. And that grin, stood ever painted on his face, though not threatening, instead more...intrigued.:: These 3 bicker like children, yet the child, yourself, is the most wise. Such...madness. And while I can truly appreciate the value of a bit of madness...well...I'm sure you can understand where my confusion lies. Where has this "True Self" gone?
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 3:56 pm
" Dear brother....for all that it means, I atleast, forgive you." He said softly, tears streaming down his cheeks as he sliced the blade down in one swift motion, the blade hitting Wrath at the base of his neck and going straight through. " May you find your peace." He said, praying that he had infact killed Wrath. Nathaniel completely ignored the coming horde, just watched his brother, tears dripping from his face to patter onto the bloodstained ground. Why was this his job? Why did he have to be here to do this? Pain wracked through his mind, and he fell to his knees next to the body of Wrath, not knowing if he was truly dead or not.
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