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PostPosted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 6:17 pm


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The storm was getting worse. That hooded man, he was probably controlling the bird. He didn't understand what he was saying, but Berwald's instinct told him that he was an enemy as well. Perhaps if he takes them down, the bird will stop. With the blade on his hand, he charged towards the mysterious stranger. As he neared the man and was attempting to take his life, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck him. The tall man screamed, dropped his weapon and collapsed onto the ground. Alive, but barely.


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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 12:44 am


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The brunette agreed, although she thought the alley would be a bit better but it didn't matter long as they reached their destination. Hearing the hooded man's words caused a chill down her spine and whimper softly to herself but not loud enough for anyone to really hear. After all she is very superstitious of these kind of things. "When we get back I have some stuff to say..." she ran to the gate with her siblings.


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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 8:35 am


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"BERWALD!" Lukas sprinted to the other Nordic and knelt down beside him, creating a barrier with his magic to block off the lightning. The Norwegian looked at the strange hooded man. Was he controlling this beast? If he was, he will perish along with it. "You b*****d!" He quickly stood up and ran towards the man, gripping his sword tightly, and summoning his troll. He threw waves of fire at the hooded one, thought it wouldn't be that effective, it would help.


The Troll immediately responded to his master's calling and summoned himself next to the Norwegian. He continued floating along side the man, sharing his power with the boy.



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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 8:56 am


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The ancient empire only continued to laugh as he easily batted Norway's attack to the side as if it was nothing more than a pesky bug to him. He raised a leathery, calloused hand and mumbled an archaic spell. The water that had collected about his feet from the rain suddenly jumped up and raced at Norway in a violent torrent.

"You foolish boy! Do you truly believe you can defeat me?" he taunted as the rain continued to pelt them mercilessly and the Thunderbird overhead cast its unrelenting judgment down upon the park. Trees continued to split and fall in the distance threatening anyone who might be trying to escape from the bird in the foliage.

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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 9:03 am


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The Troll moved so that the hooded mans attacks didn't harm his master. He then charged forward, but not before surrounding the Norwegian with a barrier shield, and flung its self onto the man, grabbing him in a tight headlock.


Lukas thanked his troll before it went on the offensive and attacked the man. The Norwegian followed in his troll's footsteps and attacked the man. He jumped into the air and readied his sword to be driven into the mans stomach area. "DIE!"




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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 9:22 am


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The hooded figure only smirked at the troll grabbing him before he released a burst of lightning from his own body, knocking his assailants away with a dark chuckle.

As if drawn in by seeing the lightning, the Thunderbird suddenly turned in the air and landed hard just behind the man. The legendary beast fanned its wings out angrily while it hissed at the troll and Norway as it stood protectively over the old man. With a monstrous cry the bird charged at Norway in yet another attempt to rip him to shreds with its beak and claws.

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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 10:51 am


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Melody looked back at the Park. A large nation was lying on the ground, and the Thunderbird was attacking someone. "We just can't leave them behind..." And she seriously considered going back to help them, but then she remembered Leilani and she needed to know how she was doing. "Nevermind!" She exclaimed and ran towards the gates, hoping that she could find her brother's dorm. She wanted to know if she had done everything right, and if she had really helped her sister. She hoped so.
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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 11:54 am


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Tino hadn't stopped running since he left the dorms. Despite the rain tearing at his face and eyes the sniper hardly blinked as he returned to the scene of the battle. His ears were pounding with adrenaline and a cold fury he hadn't felt since the last World War. Finland nimbly dodged around falling trees and jumped over the previously slain trunks of those who had fallen earlier in the Thunderbird's ti-raid. Eventually he skidded to a stop near the edges of the battlefield and his eyes focused in on Berwald laying unconscious not far from the monster's talons.

Tino didn't cry out nor scream for his husband. Instead his eyes locked onto the strange man he hadn't seen before and how he was standing alongside the beast that had harmed his Swede. The sniper reached into his magical bag and produced his powerful rifle despite the fact that the weapon seemed far too large to have fit at all. He knelt and set his sights on the man standing near the bird then took careful aim... and pulled the trigger.

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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 12:38 pm


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Lukas jumped back away from the hooded man, but tripped and fell landing on his back. Just a few moments later, the Thunder Bird started to charge at him. This was NOT good. The Norwegian rolled out of the way of the beak, but was unlucky when his arm fell to his side and was caught in the bird's grasp. He yelled in pain as if his arm was being torn off, which it probably would, and in his native tongue he called for his troll. "Hjelp meg!" Lukas was distracted with freeing his arm until he heard a gun shot. What? Where did that come from?


Upon hearing his master's call, the troll rushed in and charged at the Thunder Bird.


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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 2:15 pm


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Mathias quickly turned around when he heard a cry for help and saw what was happening to Lukas. Almost instantly, the Dane rushed up to the bird and swung his ax at the beast's leg, almost cutting it off. Mathias was only this powerful when he was enraged by something, and this bird was that something. Hurting his beloved Norwegian was unacceptable, and it wouldn't go without any punishment. The Dane swung again at the leg of the bird, and forcefully pushed the claws away from the other. He grabbed hold of Lukas and pulled him off the ground, wrapping a protective arm around the other's waist. "Hey...You alright?"






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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 2:16 pm


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The man laughed at Norway's cries for help. Whether he understood the language or not, he knew that the Thunderbird would soon claim someone's life and that was all he needed to be pleased. His laughter, however, was cut short when a bullet suddenly passed through his chest. The ancient nation stumbled forward as he put a hand over the wound. Blood seeped from his mouth as he wondered where the shot had come from. It had been so sudden that he didn't have time to think of throwing up a barrier.

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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 2:21 pm


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The Thunderbird prepared to tear Norway to pieces, but the bullet wound to the hooded figure caused it to jerk. The beast raised its head distracted and confused by what had happened. Its lapse in concentration turned out to be just the opening the troll needed to slam into the bird and push it back away from Norway. It shrieked in anger and frustration as it yet again lost its prey, but instead of retaliating it retreated back to the ancient nation and lowered itself for the injured nation to throw himself onto the beast.

With a sharp glare at the nations, the bird flapped its wings and took off into the skies yet again. This time, though, it didn't circle away and seemed to disappear into the storm clouds.

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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 2:26 pm


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"I...I'm fine..." The pain in his arm was unbearable. It was hurting him so much. Lukas suddenly looked up as the bullet pierced the hooded man's chest. Now he knew who fired the bullet. It was Tino. The Finn was the only sharp shooter he knew, besides Switzerland but he wasn't in the school right now. The Norwegian looked up into the sky where the bird had just flown. It was disappearing..."Is it all over now...?" Lukas put an arm around the Dane, just in case he needed to form a barrier if the Bird was planning a surprise attack.



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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 2:31 pm


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"I honestly don't know." The Dane backed up a bit with the Norwegian in his arm. They needed to get out of this spot and find somewhere else to stand and watch. Besides, he needed to tend to his beloved's arm. It was all bloody and crushed. "Tell your troll to get out of there. His job is done."






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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 2:44 pm


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When the danger had passed, Tino slung his rifle over his shoulder and grabbed his Santa bag before sprinting to Sweden's side. "Berwald!" he cried out desperately as he skidded to his knees next to his husband. In his fear he abandoned his old nickname for the Swede. He felt tears sting his eyes but it was hard to tell in the rain even as the storm began to subside. Finland gripped the taller Nordic's hand tightly in both of his as he cast healing spells in an attempt to revive Berwald.

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