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 Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 7:50 pm
Zack looked over to her, panting heavily from the tiring...'event' that had just occured. He kissed her lightly, too out of breath to try to speak. He then felt it. A detached, but emotional pain. Like he was seeing a person cry, he wanted to cry and comfort the feeling, or maybe hurt something to fix the problem, but... he didn't know what the problem was, so he had no idea how to fix it. Then it repeated, the pain seeming to repeat and dig deeper, like a knife cutting deeper and deeper into his soul....his heart. He knew what was wrong now. James was in pain. His brain gave out a calming, but overdrive thinking pulse of energy. His brain flying at speeding rates. Dominic...they were both in pain. "Idiot," he whispered to himself. He'd left them alone with the Queen. They couldn't take her, he knew that. They each were different parts. Dominic, the mind. James, the heart. Zack, the body. Dominic only tried to reason and persuade. James only loved and cared, crying and comforting when need be. Zack was the only one that could truely fight. This was bad. He hated ending their perfect moment this way, but they could have their perfect moment later. "Jaclyne. Both of our family's are in trouble," he said, Dominic's pulses of control and mind allowing him to reset his body quicker. He slowly began to place on clothing, he needed to come to their help...NOW!
Dominic saw the predicament and knew that struggling would be a bad idea. He sat down and connected to Zack's mind. It was their only shot at winning this, catching her by surprise. With his body in a sort of hibernation mode, he used less oxygen and therefore would live longer.
James saw it, again and again. Each way different, but each way horrifying all the same. Tears slid down his face. His fake world encasing him in a sorrow never before felt. His real body was shaking and crying, it felt the pain, the sorrow, but could not react, could not stop the pain. His body curled onto itself, trying to keep itself warm, and safe feeling. James, back in his nightmare world tryed to shut his eyes tryed to block it out, but he could hear her scream, her blodd being drained from her, the stabs he made. He blamed himself even more. He covered his ears, hoping to create a fake sanctum from himself. He could feel her death's though. As if his own body were experienceing a joy from kiling her, each and every time. He sobbed in weakness, in loss. He couldn't block it, one way or another, it brought him pain...so much pain, so much sorrow.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 8:09 pm
Jaclyne sat up, still panting softly before she grabbed her clothes and redressed slightly, replacing all of her armor on her body. Her eyes then went wide from what the Queen had planned. Damn it! How could she have been such an idiot?! She mentally cursed at herself as she stood up next to Zack, hooking her sword's hilt onto her belt before an idea came to her mind. There was no way actually inside such a fortress, as the Queen would create on her own from the outside, only...That was it! "Zack! Come here!" She yelled quickly as she grabbed him after he finished dressing, pulling him close to her. "We can't enter such a place where she has create through physical means...but maybe..." She began as she stared up at him, blushing softly at how close he was to her but this was nothing close to how they were during...nevermind. "Let me try something..." She then closed her eyes as she teleported themselves through time and space into the very chamber where James was being held. She gasped softly as his state of total helplessness and pain.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 8:37 pm
Zack couldn't believe that she had so much power, so much...pure energy. He smiled at her before seeing James. "Get up Weakling. We got a job," he said, very unfeeling towards him.
James looked up at him, "I'm killing her, how can I save who I'm killing," he said, already blaming himself.
Zack sighed. "Moron, you're in a dream. You're so weak, letting even your own dreams control you. No wonder you crack under everything... You don't deserve Cryillia," he stated. He hated doing this to James, but he needed to break him, to build him up.
James cryed more, the truth hurting worse than the occurence around him, for they repeated the hidden truth. He didn't feel worthy of a princess of such greatness. His real world body stopped breatheing as emotions got extremely tense.
Zack knew he needed to act fast now. "Loser. How the hell does a man like you end up with anything?" he said, continueing to be harsh.
James began to unconciously take control of his dream as he questioned it himself, truely. He saw the two offerings, the two deaths, he would've had for her. How he would've died for her.
Zack stared at him, ready to make the final blow, seeing the dream information around him. "And now you're willing to die, for your love's death?" he asked, making James realize that if he didn't fight, his one reason to live would die as well. He would literally kill her. He refused to do so.
James nodded, seeing the fight, the flame, that Zack had and accepting it as his own. "Let's do this, b***h," he said, knowing his body would repeat the words. He began to regain control of his body, slowly escaping the trap. His real body began to breathe again, just in time, saying that exact phrase. His face hardened, his bdy spread out. He prepared himself, for his own rearrival.
Zack knew what was about to happen. "Jacylne, I hate to ask you to use your new power in such a stressful time anyway, but...you don't, we get trapped in James' mind," he warned. He wanted to fight Lillith. To do so, he needed to be real, not imaginary. He needed her to transport them again, but into real life this time. He kissed her passionately, trying to help as much as he could.
James smiled at the couple. "I'll see you soon," he commented, waiting til' they left to come out.
Dominic remained patiently in Zack's head. He noticed the bettering soul. He was glad about that.
Shadow jumped from Alice's arms to the ground. He saw his...pieces for lack of a better word. He went to the female clones and meowed lightly, "raau?" it asked em'. Wondering why they were trapped.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 9:23 pm
Cyrillia was chained up high, extending from the ceiling. Her hands were bound behind her from chains made from darkness, with a piece of fabric covering her mouth. She was just dangling there over a large vat of creatures, all bloodthirsty and hungry for human flesh. She was crying at this point, not wanting to die. She then looked over at James' unmoving body, clearly scared for his life as well as their future together.
Isabella was in a large casket with spikes surrounding her. The cover of the casket was closing even more every half a minute. She was too bound and gagged, a cover over her eyes so she couldn't see or hear anything as well, and the cover of it was closing quickly. At most, she had a few more minutes to live.
Britania was in a separate room, in a closet with a large beast guarding her from the outside. She was to have the worst punishment of all.
Jaclyne nodded to him before closing her eyes, trying to concentrate. But when he kissed her, that broke her concentration. "Zack!" She complained, blushing cutely as she did so. "There's a time and place for that! And neither is now!" She then shook her head as she let out a sigh. "Just...don't surprise me like that against or we'll be transported to a whole different era altogether, okay?" She then pulled him close, smirking a tad as well. She then closed her eyes, kissing him quickly before she teleported them out of James' mind and into reality, right by where the Alice's were. She then let go of him, smirking gently before resting a hand on her sword's hilt, ready for a grand battle.
Lillith just blinked softly before grinning peevishly, a loud, wicked cackle escaping from her lips. She knew exactly what to do now.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 7:05 am
Zack smiled, "Joy kill," he whispered as he found himself in reailty. He saw Isabella's dark cloak, knowing that Britania would not be that easy to save, and he saw Cyrillia tied up, sobbing. He needed to save them both...but how? He thought quickly. The ground shook as his plan set in motion. A small hole opened under the casket, just big enough to swallow and hold Isabella in safety, the queen knowing none the wiser. The casket would cover the hole, she'd be safe, and the hostages would be down to two. James awoke and stood up slowly. He looked to Cyrillia. "No harm, shall come to you," he said nobly, his usual staff/sceptor finally taking on the shape of a weapon.  He spun them in his hands, electricity blazing offf of them. He hopped into the bottom of her cage, the place where she would fall. He was going to work his anger out and save her. His electricity fired off every which way, striking any enemy it could, firing some, permanently paralyzing some. He swung his blades around, slicing through them two by two, each having a different scar shape, all dead. He ran, hopped, spun, flipped, and twisted around as the bodies fell like wildfire. He was going to make her ground safe. Dominic breathed slowly inside Zack, his powers able to affect things as well. He froze Cyrillia's hands to the metal chain, without Zack's focus or energy. He was going to save who he could, and right now, that was her.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 11:25 am
Jaclyne saw Lillith cackling evilly and felt a strong distaste for the woman. She took out her sword and muttered something before it was enveloped in a dark indigo light, now becoming a pair of dual-battle swords, herself smirking slightly. She then charged at her, growling loudly.
Lillith didn't stop laughing at all, but it did soften only a tad. She then too morphed the corruption around her to make two dual-action swords, like that of Jaclyne's. She then charged at her in return before swinging at her wildly, grinning peevishly the entire time.
"Witch!" Jaclyne yelled as she blocked Lillith's attacks with ease, her having a slight advantage over the Queen due to her extensive sword fighting skills. She growled as she parried and threw some attacks at her, only to see that she wasn't landing a scratch, which enraged her even more so. "Damn it all! Just die already!"
"Oh? Well...you said it darling...remember that!" Lillith cackled darkly before she thrusted her sword forward into Jaclyne's chest. She then pulled it out and watched the clone fall to the floor, blood forming around her. "Poor child...I didn't want to do this, but you left me no choice..." She whispered before she took her sword and stabbed her again, even though she was on the ground and dying. After she took it out once again, corruption swarmed around Jaclyne's body, pulling her into the darkness with nothing but her crimson blood there to stain the floor. That was what it looked like to Zack and the others, but actually, that whole battle was an illusion created by the corruption. Lillith did in face harm Jaclyne, but she did not kill her, not yet anyway. Jaclyne was really transported to another room on the other side of the castle, being treated for her wounds, but also being prepared to meet a fate most foul. But no one knew or saw that, but Lillith.
Cyrillia screamed into the cloth that was covering her mouth as she saw her sister be killed, which caused her to cry even more. She didn't care to be save anymore, not with her sister gone. Jaclyne was the rock that all of them stuck to like glue. She made every day fun, even though she could be a tad harsh as well. She cried and cried as she stared at James with pleading eyes, which told him of everything she was feeling.
Isabella didn't know wat was going on, but her casket was just about closed, making her the next to die in the next minute at most.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:45 am
The alices stared at the queen, Alice k. held out her hand to Alice m, who took it, they then shared powers to share minds no bloody way... we can't do this alone, we need the others, focus on freeing them.. but no she'll just kill them if we try Alice m. lifted her hand, the pure light inside the boxes exploded, enveloping the room, giving Alice m. more power and calming alice k. that should harm her some at least As the light faded, alice k. began to glow with the dark light of corruption, and alice m. with a bright white shine...
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 6:19 am
((The hole opened under Isabella, she probably fell and hurt her legs, but the casket will close wthout her in it.a.k.a. she will not die, not yet anywany, and not like that.))
Zack roared with anger. Jaclyne just....no he couldn't accept it, wouldn't accept it. He just made ... . He just opened up himself to her. "NO!!!" he yelled his rapier, twisting, a blackened iron encircling the usual silvery pure metal. First Shadow and 3 clones, then her. She would kill no longer. He ran t her, thrusting and slicing at the air, wanting her death on hs sword. If all other sister's died, he cared no longer. He wanted her death upon his sword.
James finished off the last few as he tryed to ignore the look of suicide in Cyrillia's eyes. Tryed to ignore Jaclyne's death. He just needed to save her. He sliced through the last one, finally looing at his arms. He had scratches all up and down them, blood ozzing from the red lines on his arms. He turned to Cyrillia, 'I'm saving you," he whispered to her, not caring what she looked like.
Dominic felt his own lungs tighten back in his body. He was running out of air fast. He coldened the temperature, less oxygen needed, and the glass or plastic or whatever the substance containing him was would become more delicate and easy to break. He then saw Shadow looking around. In his cat form....alive. How the...? He didn't understand it, but he'd question later. He popped into Shadow's mind and brought back everything. The memories, the reason he was here, what he'd become and been able to accomplish. His past would now become present.
Shadow shook on the floor as a kitten, all the past coming back to him in harsh, large quantities. He saw it all blaze around him, about him, to him. ... The cat suddenly stopped shaking and looked at Lillith with knowledge. He turned to his now understood human form. It was as if he hadn't died. He growled at Lillith. He'd let Zack make a blow. He'd get his revenge soon.
Cheshire Cat popped onto The Dark One's head and carved 'LOSER' on his forehead. "Haha," he laughed at his prank as he dissappeared once more.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 5:47 pm
[oh, well, she didn't know that, but okay, thanks lol]
Lillith only laughed peevishly as she blocked most of his shots before dodging the very few that slipped through her guard, not a scratch on her slender form at all. "Oh? Dearest knight dost wish to avenge the death of his beloved whom happened to...hmm, carry the two...be with child in a matter of days! Poor fool!" She cackled as she lunged at him, throwing blow after devastating blow back at him, grinning darkly the entire time.
Isabella felt the casket close all of the way, but she was not dead. She shifted in her chains of darkness slightly before finally getting the blindfold off of her face. She looked around in the darkness, not finding a soul. But she could barely see through a crack that was under the casket, what was going on outside. She witnessed her sister's murder and immediately began to cry loudly, it pained her to witness such a grotesque sight, one that shook her to her very core.
Cyrillia nodded to him, the cloth still over her mouth so that she couldn't speak to him fully. She stared at all of the injuries that he had collect and she felt more tears fall down her cheeks to the ground below. The rope that was holding her up suddenly broke and she began to plummet down to the ground with increasingly fast speeds, herself screaming and crying the entire time, half wanting to die, the other not wanting to at all.
Jaclyne and Britania continued to stay passed out in their separate rooms, unaware of what was taking place on the other side of the castle.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 3:05 am
Zack felt hatred boil up inside of him. She'd been pregnant and had been a fool not to protect her better. His sword lit on fire. He was not taking this no, not like this. He jabbed at increasing speeds, his sword seeming to be two seperate ones from it's speed. Blocking her attacks and jabbing at her, she'd pay for her murders. He'd make sure of that.
James dived for her, having killed all the enemies. He caught her as she landed on him. "Oof," he said, the impact lightened by the cover of bodies on the ground. "Nice to see you again love," he said. The sceptor beside him as he pulled the white scarf down. He wanted her to be able to speak once more.
Shadow went over and punched Dominic's cage, shattering it like a piece of glass, ecspecially from the chilled effect Dominic had put on it. He was about to finish this, but he needed Zack to get some of it out, to chill.
Dominic opened his eyes and took a deep breath as he reentered his body and reawoke. He looked at the mess. "A man leaves for five seconds and this is how he gets repaid," he joked. He threw an ice crystal towards Lillith's head, still ticked at her, just a more chilled anger in him.
The Cheshire poofed into the room with Jaclyne, and wanting to have some fun, he imitated the look of a surgeon. "Well well well, what have we here? An abortion perhaps?" he asked pulling out a syringe and needle. Only his eyes and hands showing. The hands were in the light, the eyes were that of the cheshire, and glowed anywhere anyway. His darker side was showing though. His usual cat eyes were almost human, almost... real.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 5:18 am
Only when he showed his anger in a more forceful fashion, did a small hint of fear show in Lillith's eyes. She then felt another presence coming at her head, glancing back to see Dominic's attack with ice just in time to move slightly, so they hit her in the shoulder instead of at her head. She howled in pain as she continued to block most of Zack's attacks, but she was starting to become overwhelmed with everything that was going on. A few of his attacks snuck through her guard, leaving cuts all over, blood beginning to flow from then and stain both her dress and the floor. She gritted her teeth as she growled at him, sending a few devastatingly quick attacks back at him. "Oh? You miss her huh? And your future child...how droll...but look at that! You did nothing to protect her, she died because of her own stupidity as well as your own stupidity...how depressing...you couldn't even protect the girl you love and your unborn child...what kind of father are you?" She teased him as she giggled devilishly to herself the entire time.
Isabella was still looking through the cracks in the floor up at everyone who was fighting. She didn't like how her Queen would tease Zack in such a fashion as he already lost so much. Too much loss of loved ones, as well as a antagonist that keeps pushing you, makes you do crazy things to retaliate. She knew that he was going to kill the Queen by any mans necessary, and surprisingly she was happy for him to exact his revenge...
Cyrillia had her eyes closed as she fell, before feeling a strange softness under her instead of the cold, hard ground. She just laid there for a moment before the feeling of her mouth being free of the scarf that had held it captive for so long. She then opened her eyes as she stared down at him, tears of happiness coming to her eyes. "J...J-James!" She exclaimed happily as she reached down and began to kiss him all over, clearly very happy and relieved to see him alive and safe.
Jaclyne began to stir as she heard the seep voice of a man in the room that she was presently occupying. An abortion? Me? No! I couldn't be...or...could I?! Where's Zack!? ZACK! She screamed in her mind, to weak to speak properly. But she was a fast healer, so whoever this guy was who even tried to touch her baby, would be given a lesson about women that he wouldn't soon forget. "N-Nh...who? What?" She whispered groggily, her dress still stained with the blood from the wound that the Queen inflicted on her earlier, before she was transported to this new room. She tried to sit up, but her body was still so sore and weak to do anything. "W-Who are you?" She asked as she stared up to the disguised Cheshire Cat, in a daze.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 9:19 am
The alices watched the battle, then Alice k. reached across to Shadow, passing some of her power through to him, "here.. you need to be able to fight" she smiled before walking slowly with alice m. towards the queen, together they spoke.. "you have caused too much pain for too long, and a punishment is required, your trickery and foul play has comdemned you, and we cannot allow you to continue" they were blagging and they knew it, but they wouldnt let it show, "now fight us"
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 2:39 pm
Zack got a clean hit to his side and the words weren't helping. He already knew them though, it was nothing new. It was just hearing them from her ice cold lips. Then again as his anger rose at himself, his anger at her rose as well, "You have no righ tto speak of her...of us...no ******** RIGHT!" he yelled, jabbing, harder, stronger, blocking faster, and almost dancing around her now. He was not going to let her get away with this. "You will perish witch, and it shall be by my hand," he stated, cold as ice.
Dominic saw the ice hit. "Perfect," he stated, almost thrilled it hit her shoulder. He focused on it and it alone, forceing it to grow and harden, chilling her left arm, slowly halting it's blood flow, and slowly killing her left arm. He was going to weaken her. Zack was going to kill her.
James smiled kissing passionately back. He needed a moment before trying to save the rest of the day.
Cheshire smiled at the easy question, his smile luckily hidden behind a surgeon mask. "Your worst nightmare, MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" he said in the creepiest voice he could manage. "I'll be removing the problem from your ovaric tubes. Don't worry, it has no heartbeat yet, so it won't be murder. Just prevention of life," he replied. Chains grabbing Jaclyne by the wrists and ankle's.... chains of purple. He wanted her to figure out who he was. And hey, if she didn't guess right, all he'd do to her was make her more kinky by adding a cat tail and cat ears. He wouldn't kill a child, or a future child, or anything of the sort. It wasn't his way.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 2:41 pm
Shadow felt the power and nodded to the Alice's, thanking them. He'd need that later.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 6:02 pm
As soon as Lillith felt her arm die off, she knew she was lost. But she knew that she actually wanted to go out with a bang. So with a snap from her other hand, she called the darkness to her, mentally telling it something before she grinned, kneeling down to the boy. "Do what you must foul knight...but be warned...things aren't always what they seem..." She whispered to him, cackling loudly as her eyes flashed a bright blue for a moment, a crooked smile spread across her face.
Isabella continued to watch everything, her eyes going wide as she watched Lillith and Zack battle. She then saw Lillith give up and a large smile of relief came to her face, finally, everything was going to be okay, and it was all going to end.
Cyrillia then broke the passionate kiss, panting and staring up at him lovingly. "Oh how I missed you...thou's glorious knight..." She whispered as she kissed him once more before breaking it and just smiling up at him happily, still in his arms.
Jaclyne's eyes went wide as she struggled with the chains, trying to get to her sword so she could kill the man before he could touch her. She then noticed something odd about the chains, the face that they were purple instead of black like the rest of the corruption. She then blinked slightly as she stared up at him, panting softly. "Ch...Cheshire?" She asked nervously, hoping that she was at least right.
Meanwhile, the corruption that Lillith sent out formed itself into a large beast and made its way down the hall, towards the room Jaclyne and the Cheshire Cat was, having a duty to kill her once and for all...
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