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((Um. Great. You, uh, kinda cornered me. Now i don't know what do to or to say. Or even if i can say or do anything. Trust me, when he gets to killing, he knows fun. Oh, oh he does.))

((wait how am i mean? *puts a brick wall in front of pheonix, and seals him in his corner* your new name shall be fluffy, the kitten licker. xd ))

"No i'm sorry, but you have a door way to gaia, i have a door way to where we need to be." walking up the stairs he opeans the door to be greated by a humble butler, "Goodday sir." smiling he say "Waston why don't you take the day off you desearve it." nodding the butler wonders off from yata's view in the house. "Ya'll comin or what."

((*blasts hole in wall with.... Fire... i guess...*))

"And more importantly, are we going to rescue Kyfen?"Ixpath said, appearing behind matthew

((O.o It's agood thing I'm a fast reader, or I would never have caught up with the storyline since I left! You guys sure post a lot!))
Kyfen shivered. It was cold, where he was, and not just any cold. It wasn't the kind of freezing iciness that you feel when outside on a frosty night, or when you grab a handful of icecubes out the freezer, it was Inside Kyfen's head, disallowing any happy, warm thoughts of rescue inside Kyfen's head. If he opened his eyes, all he saw were vague suggestions of shadows in an otherwise dark and empty place. The shadows described no object, merely dancing in front of his eyes, teasing him about their mobility and freedom, whilst Kyfen was all alone, floating in the space.
He had tried to speak several times, to utter out loud some words of comfort, but the darkness around him swallowed his sounds up like a black hole, allowing silence to envelope him like a blanket. Senselessness prickled about his entire body, making time strech like so many elastic bands, causing the few hours he'd been there to feel like his lifetime twiceover. No sleep, not in this place. No Emotion, not here. The emptiness was chilling to his very soul. Movement had no effect on his surroundings whatsoever, the strange reality that was this place not budging under Kyfen's various kicks and punches.
What went wrong? Am I dead? No... That can't be it, can it? I was supposed to be immortal. Wasn't I?
Kyfen flicked through the memories of his life since he'd discovered he was immortal. They all seemed... Happy. Too happy, in comparison with the rest of his life. An awful certainty dawned on him.

"Sally?"
The young social worker looked up from he desk, to see Kyfen, sitting in the corner.
"Yes, Kyfen? What is it?"
Kyfen shifted uncomfortaby. "I was just... wondering."
"Wondering what?"
"If my parents..." And here, Kyfen shuddered at the thought going through his head. "Maybe... died. Where would they go? Would they still be able to find me?"
Sally sighed. It must've been hard for him to ask this question, what with how venemhentely Kyfen always denied that his 'parents' were dead. But there was no other alternative. The boy had no links to any other human on the planet, blood-wise. No-one knew who he really was.
"Well... I like to think that they go somewhere happy, where they get the things they always wanted when they were alive. Like a second chance at life."
Slowly, Kyfen nodded. "They will come back, you know. They will."
Sally couldn't meet his eyes. "Maybe one day, Kyfen. Maybe one day."

"Was that my 'second chance'?" He tried to say, but the words were again sucked out of his mouth as he said them. Kyfen shivered.
Everything I wanted when I was alive... Images of Yata, of his new immortal friends rushed before his head. He'd had everything, and he'd been happy. Had he also been dead?
Time passed, painfully slow, whilst Kyfen floated in a curled up fetus position.
I'm glad... That I got that bit of happiness. I'm glad.
Closing his eyes, Kyfen tried to surrender his mind to the emptiness. Just to pass the time a little quicker.
Suddenly, around him, the dark and empty space bulged, thick liquid ink tendrils like the ones that pulled him in surrounding Kyfen's small body. Out of the shadows, a huge, hideous face came into being.
"Well, well. Look what we have here. The newbie."
The voice sounded inside Kyfens head, causing him to open his eyes, meeting a face that only a nightmare could describe accurately.
"Poor thing. Pathetic thing. To be chosen by angels is a bad fate indeed, is it not? Ever wondered about your parents?"
Kyfen couldn't speak,even if he had wanted too.
"Immortal, too. I guess it came with the job description. I could barely believe it when I heard it."
Kyfen frowned. This head wasn't making any sense- it was speaking more to itself than him.
"Well, even an immortal can go insane. In fact, the two go hand in hand. The desire to die... The denial of release... You might not feel it yet, puny one, but I can make you feel it very, very soon."
A huge spike appeared out of nowhere, smashing through Kyfen's middle. He watched, in horror, as the blood exploded into the air, along with the contents of Yata's breakfast, and then screamed as it came raining down upon himself, covering his face with half-digested food, blood, and guts. The pain was unimaginable, and it didn't stop. Kyfen screamed, tear running down his cheeks, but the sound disappeared before he could make it.
The spike retracted, and others appeared out of nowhere, smashing Kyfen to pieces. But he was still alive- every little scrap of flesh, every amputated limb screaming and laughing hysterically in horror and agony. Kyfen's mind fractured into tiny, horrifed pieces. For the first time in his life, he wanted to die. To be rid of it all. Anything, just so he wouldn't have to live like this anymore.
The face watched, the waved a shadowed hand. Kyfen's body came back together, but the actual boy hadn't. Kyfen was laughing, silentely in the empty place, his side splitting hysterics causing his eyes to bulge out their sockets.
"And that was just the warm up."
((I am way too mean to Kyfen. Poor Kid!))

Kyfen had no idea how long it went on for before the face paused for a rest. In fact, he had little idea of anything anymore- his name, his memories and his self all alien to him, locked away in the last fragments of his mind that remained. Who he was, the people he had once known were no-one now, distant, impossible memories in this world that was made of nothing but pain and never-ending time. A world where he could never, ever, ever die. His own personal hell.
"Ahh, that was fun. It's not everyday I get someone as young as you down here, you know? Usually, the young ones get sent upstairs." Guesturing upwards with it's hand, the face allowed itself an electric shock to some of Kyfen's limbs, causing them to twitch and jiggle. "But this is good. Maybe I should summon youngsters like you more often."
Kyfen said nothing, again. His thoughts were like doodles on a chalkboard.
"Of course, it won't be quite as satisfying..." Murmured the creature. "The fact that I'm thwarting the plans of those blasted angels just makes this all the sweeter, all the juicier. It's not everyday a plan like that is spilled, is it? I guess they didn't realise just how much power over them I have, eh?"
The face moulded the darkness, this time into graters that scraped against the skin on Kyfen's legs, rubbing the skin away excruciatingly slowly. The bare spark of life that still remained inside the child's body forced him mouth open into another silent scream.
"You see child, you have, well... had, a purpose. Twenty original Immortals, Twenty original Jobs. Death, Magic, War, Mother, Father, Good..." The face grinned, glimpsing a flash of white bone on Kyfen's legs. "Evil... Chaos, Sun, Moon, the list goes on. The system worked- Immortals weary of the job passed it on to the new immortals. It's why they were really formed, anyway. But they weren't content with the twenty. Oh no. Those..." The creatire cursed, vehnementely and violentely, in several different dialects. "Holies weren't happy with the way it had been done. Said it wasn't fair. So..." Kyfen's legs were now completely gone, the tears in his eyes of blood as graters worked from the inside out. "...They made you. Most people, you know, don't have a purpose, lucky them. They're allowed to meander through life, without a care. People like me and you... We don't get a choice, do we?"
Nothing from Kyfen, just blood frothing out his mouth.
"Well, like me. You're useless now, to everyone except me."
The thing raised it's arms, ready for another bout.

Matthew foled er Yata. But stopped infront of a guy, Matthew puckerd his lips and made a kissing noise. "Don't worrie, I'll be comeing back for you dear and to remeber us bye.." Matthew took out his switch blade and stabbed the guy in the neck. "Farewell..." he whisperd before he ran after Yata.Matthew licked the blood of his blade as he slowly walked behidn Yata.

((^_^ Just some randome guy Yata by passed.))

((Watch out Matt! There's a floaty eye behind you!))
Kyfen's mind felt like static, now barely even screaming as horror after horror was inflicted upon him. The creature smiled. The kid was broken. Suddenly, a disturbance in the space made it jerk it's face back, looking over a non-existent shoulder.
"Hmph, seems someone jumped down here with us. Shame he was too late, eh? Too late for you now, puny. It was always too late for you; once I found out the plan, it was inevitable."
The creaure began to fade back into the darkness, laughing.
"You see that?! I did it! I beat you, damn it! Your precious safety net is gone! You better be afraid!"
And then there was nothing, with a side helping of nothing.
Kyfen just floated, eyes glazed, mouth open with his tounge lolling out. Cuts and scrapes littered his entire body, but they healed up quickly, as if the plug had been pulled on the wounds. He didn't think, or speak- those simple actions, those things that made him human, having disappeared.
It was cold. That was all he knew.