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 Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:19 pm
 Ryan Suramine
Sopravvivvere 12th generation Rain guardian
Things started getting really tough at about 1000 to one."well, time to take the safe-guards off" "Come on out Gizmo!" the Tiger cub then perched himself on his shoulder. "Well lets go." "Aro" the cub said and then began charging rain flames in his mouth. "While your doing that.." Ryan then swung both of his swords in a circle and unleashed a wide whirlpool of rain flames. "Gleaming rain" That took out the thousand and then 2000 came in its place. "Ok gizmo let loose" a huge amount of rain flames charged out in beams from gizmo's mouth, then several orbs came in following which trapped the other simulations. "Ok now lets finish this up" Swirling rain, he shot foward and took out all of the opponents. Coming out of it dizzy and panting "computer, stop simulatio..." And Ryan passed out on the floor right there. Then gizmo currled up right next to him.
Word count 152
total word count.1979
points earned. 1
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 7:52 pm
 Nicholas Helio
Sopravvivere Sun GuardianLooking up from the letter, Nicholas Helio stared at the mansion. He had walked a number of acres of trimmed grass which seemed to be well taken care of. The address matched that on the letter. Nick walked up to the front door and used the solid gold knocker which echoed the knocking sound behind the door. There was no answer. Nick was going to knock again but what stopped him was a sudden cry which came from the side of the mansion. Immediately, the young man dashed towards where the sound came from without thinking. Upon turning the corner, Nick discovered the yard on the left side of the mansion was nearly compeletly destroyed. Then when seeing the positions of four people, he figured the situation: the three men standing a couple of feet before a single old man who was kneeling down in pain. “Just stand aside, old man, and let us into the place” one of the men standing said. “I will never let hoolagins like you take the treasure of the Sopravvivere family” the old man mustard up the strength to complete that sentence. Nick could piece together that the three man who were standing were intruders trying to steal treasure from the mafia family that had contacted him. Without thinking anything further, Nick dropped his wide suitcase as it opened on contact, he pulled out the sniper rifle and pulled the trigger as soon as he pointed the gun in the direction of the threat. It missed but it caught their attention. The three men backed away and Nick rushed to the side of the old man. “Who are you?” another of the three called out. Nick didn’t reply, he just simply handed the old man his rifle to give his hands some freedom as he emitted his dying will flame from his ring then inserted the ring into the opening of the box he just drew from h is pocket. Out from the box came a white chinchilla which sat at the old man’s shoulders, “Sunny, tend to this man” Nick said, and his box weapon did just that; he emitted sun flames as if he was a small sun, healing the man who’s shoulder he sat on. Just when the three intruders took a step forward, the old man stood up and cocked the sniper. The empty shell that released it’s bullet previously had fell to the grass. “This is the Sun Guardian of the Sopravvivere Family; and I suggest you leave” the old man said with more strength in his voice. The intruders stared at their opponents for a moment before turning around and leaving the way they came. “Thank you, Mr. Helio” the old man turned to Nick with a smile, “My name is Horas, I am a guard for Sopravvivere Family’s Dodicesimo – Saunder Foresight.” “How did you know my name?” Nick was surprised. “I knew you were coming from a mile away” Horas explained as he handed Nick his rifle; Sunny returned to it’s box, “I knew those intruders would give a opportunity for your test” the old man smiled. Nick was wide-eyed; did this man planned this whole thing? Was actually able to defeat those intruders by himself if Nick didn’t show up on time? Word Count: 546 Total Word Count: 546
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Azzurro Skyde Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 9:58 pm
  
He looked up from his frustration and over at the field again and saw some of his subordinates throwing something… this intrigued him… he’d never seen these things for a while. The figure at how they threw it... These objects struck fear into the heart of people in the old days, but were simple, agile, odd, and not know as a weapon… Saunder’s eye’s flashed, he blinked and froze. Had he figured out something?! He walked up the subordinates and grabbed the object the men were throwing, the men froze at the sight of Saunder and stood straight stabbed the objects into the ground and gulping saluting him.
Saunder waved his hand at them “Stop it… you don’t need to salute me…” he held it in his hands; this was the answer, the answer to become strong… the answer to his problem. A Javelin…
Saunder rushed into the manor with the javelin in hands and into the Treasury Room. He walked through the Museum like room which held all of the Sopravvivere’s Family Treasures, there were so many from different battles and deaths of the fallen leader’s he walked passed one glass cabinet with vials all fancied up, on top of the glass cabinet was a copper plate which wrote “The Blood of Primo, Secondo, Terzo, Quatro, Quinto, Sesto, Settimo, Ottavo, Nono, Decimo, Unidecimo, and Dodicesimo.” He looked closer at the vials of blood, they seemed to radiate Dying Will Flames almost, but that was impossible! That was blood not a Person! The Unidecimo and Dodicesimo blood vials were empty, the vials would only be filled when a boss dies, and to top it off there was no 13th generation… what did that mean? Was Saunder supposed to be the last boss of the Sopravvivere Family? He looked up and saw a small crest on top copper plate; the crate was a clock showing the numbers from 1 – 12 in Roman Numerals.
Saunder stopped at it a little and then shrugged it off, that would be later to bother with, and there were more important things to find out… Saunder continued down the hall to a big stone at the end of the hall, Saunder looked at the Javelin on his hands then at the big stone, it was rugged and was a weird Orange color, and the rock had swirls on it like spinning pressure inside of it. There was a book in front of the rock with the pages open to a page. Saunder bent over and began to read.
~~~Book~~~
In a simpler time, where the Primo of the Sopravvivere Family, Cifer Foresight, was the ruler of the Venice area, and some of Italy. The area was in a drastic time, every day being attacked by the Government, Other countries, and other Families. Cifer never gave up, and with his weapon of choice was undefeatable. “The Javelin of the Sky, Simple I” was it’s name, It was known to Peirce the Sky’s and fall to the ground Piercing his enemies. Many people believed there was more to it, a power or Flame of Power, we know it by the name Dying Will Flame now and is commonly used in the mafia world. The Javelin fell from the sky stabbing into the ground sending out 12 bigger javelin shaped Flames surges in all direction’s connected by a chain like flame. If it stabbed an opponent it would hold them then begin to spin around ripping a destroying the opponent or even opponent’s. This weapon was sometime recalled as “God’s Judgement” or “The Clock of Defeat” It counted down the time until death and would only stop when the opponent goes unconscious or dies, or so it says. As time passed more and more families wanted this weapon, Cifer was being overwhelmed and was becoming of old age. His Storm and Cloud Guardian died in the battle to save the Primo from the numerous attacks. Cifer would have helped his fallen comrades, but was doing something to stop the feud completely; he would get rid of the Javelin. He sealed the Javelin into an orange stone, which held all of Cifer’s last Dying Will Flames, protecting the Javelin and making it unable to be touched by another. By doing so Primo Died and was found with the rock under his head propping him up and on his face was a smile. Secondo Took the rock, he was not a direct descendant of Primo, he was related to Primo’s Wife so was not fully direct line to Primo. He was unable to open the rock, or even touch it. The Legend was that The only person who could open the rock was a person who had the Blood of Primo running through there veins. Sooner or later a person with these characteristic’s would show up and he would become one of the strongest Bosses in all of the World…
~~~End Book~~~
Saunder’s eyes widened this was what Unidecimo was after! He looked at the rock with amazement “The Javelin of the Sky, Simple I is in this rock… he reached out to the rock and felt it, it was so rugged and cut up, kind of like a rock candy, then there was a smooth spot. The outline of shoulders and a head, this must have been were Primo laid… and died… he rubbed the area, he was almost impulsive to take the rock off of the stand and lay on it himself… But the siren would go off and the guards would be very worried… Saunder’s eyes narrowed and he smiled gently at the rock still touching it “So, this is the legacy and deathbed of Primo… Cifer Foresight… My ancestor….” He drifted his hand off of the rock and stared at it, he was curious whether or not he could open it or not… but if he opened it his life would no longer be needed… he backed up from the rock then looked at the Javelin he held in his hands. He gripped the Javelin and the Sky Ring began to activate and spread over the Javelin Transforming it into a new Weapon. “The Javelin of Sight” it was just a straight Staff like object, with a purple tinge to it… Saunder looked at it and grinned “You are my Practice…”
~~~One Month Later~~~
Saunder spun his Javelin as if it was a staff smacking a wooden dummy that was controlled by mechanics to block. Each time the Javelin his him the doll whether or not it was a side or the point burnt the wood. The dummies arms began to spin shooting flames at Saunder, Saunder manoeuvred through the shots and went in the middle in line with the head of the dummy. He came close to the dummy leaving the Javelin in his hand behind him then pulled it forward putting speed into it and pulled it until it hit the dummy and stabbed through the head. Saunder had a determined yet, controlled look on his face, he showed no intention that he was planning something. Saunder took a breath as the dummies eyes began to fade. He dropped to the ground letting out a breather and relaxed on the grass, for the past month it was the same routine, everyday, with the same results… there was no challenge… he stood up and looked at the ground and pulled the javelin out of the head of the broken dummy and the Javelin turned back to normal…
Saunder had to do more research… how could he get stronger without getting into a war with another family? Then he remembered Akio… he seemed as if he was fighting a lot… but was not in a war with another family he began to rethink of things… what would happen if he did open the Stone now? Would he be strong enough to defeat Unidecimo? Or would he be overwhelmed by him… Saunder headed back to the Treasure room and walked down the hall to the book again he opened it and read some more. During the Past month while Saunder trained he read the book learning about Primo and all of the past Sopravvivere Bosses. Cifer or 1st, Urumi or 2nd, Jagger or 3rd, Helou or 4th, Sven or 5th, Nina or 6th, Karbon or 7th, Isaac or 8th, Jonathan or 9th, Bishop or 10th, and Gregory…. The 11th…. The b*****d… Saunder read over the book and looked around the room, after seeing this for about one month all together he had noticed something, there was a lot of allusion’s and pictures or description of a Clock or Time… Saunder was puzzled over this… Out of all he knew he had no idea what it had to do with anything… he closed the book coursing the book of Knowledge and put it back on its stand, he walked down the hall to go to sleep or eat when an artefact he hadn’t seen yet behind the vials of blood caught his eye “Hm?” he stopped in his tracks and backed up.
He looked at the artefact, he could only see a corner of it through the cloth that covered it… he peeked under the cloth and couldn’t believe what he saw. It was a stone Clock which wasn’t working with old looking hands, which were like the one of the Big Ben. Saunder’s eyes widened this was getting to weird! What was going on! What was with all of these clocks and time! Saunder rubbed his head in frustration “WHAT IS THIS ABOUT!!!!” then he stopped in his tracks and looked at the giant clock, it had the numbers in Roman Numeral’s and had holes on top of every number… what was that for? Saunder put the cloth over it again and yawned, it was too late to worry about that all at the moment… Ninato walked in and looked at Saunder “Saunder what are you doing here again?” “I was studying the other generations of the Sopravvivere family… that’s all…” he walked passed Ninato and yawned again “Night Ninato…” he waved at Ninato as he disappeared into the hallway… Ninato stared at the vials of blood and grinned “He finally understand’s… well at least a little more….
~~~~2 Months Later~~~~
Saunder stood over the so called grave of the Unidecimo, Gregory Forclose… Saunder wore a tuxedo with a purple hander kerchief in his pocket. Saunder looked at the grave… trying to be believable… A couple weeks ago Gregory was attacked by another family, and was hurt, they faked his death so the attacker’s would let up… Saunder though of it as a mockery and an act of cowardice… The family motto was “We don’t give up because someone says we’ve been beaten…” He totally just ignored the code and hid like a scared rabbit in its little hole… Saunder gripped his gloves, this made him angry. ON his way back to the Manor, they stopped at an apartment; a bunch of Mafioso, low rank came out and made a wall on each side of the road. A man came out of the building with a big coat on and a detective hat on, he sat on the seat across from Saunder, it was a limo so he faces Saunder and Saunder faced him. The men entered the building and then man in the car took off his hat and smiled at Saunder, his hair had grey streaks in it, his face looked pretty normal, a stiff nose and a moustache, he had a single clump of hair over his fore head and it gave the kind of look saying “I’ll kill you so be careful” Saunder stared at him with a fake smile “How are you Unidecimo…” “Good Saunder, How is your family doing? I heard you learnt about the Javelin of the Sky? Interesting Weapon…” Saunder nodded looking away from Gregory “What’s the matter Saunder? You seem kind of un satisfied, un approving? Why?” Saunder was about to erupt, and smash his face into the side window and try to bash him to death… but he couldn’t come to it, he regained composure and looked at Gregory “I’m just confused on why you disobeyed the family motto…”
Gregory sighed “Saunder, you have to learn with time Rules disappear, the longer it’s in affect the weaker it becomes… I just went with the flow Son” “Don’t call me son, Old man, my father is the only one who can call me son…” Gregory looked at Saunder with confusion “Wha-Where’d that come from?” “I think you should get out… I need to train and study more” “For what Saunder?” “For an upcoming battle with a certain someone… it’s classified to me and my guardian’s…” he handed Gregory the empty Vial “To make it believable you should fill this with your blood, then it will be full proof your dead” Gregory gasped “Saunder I can’t do that! That’s soiling the name of the family!” “Hey like you said, the longer rules around the weaker it gets…” Gregory paused, he was beaten and he pulled out a knife and cut the palm of his hand, he cringed in the pain as the knife cut his hand… Saunder looked at the knife, he could do it! He could… He…. Could… No… Act’s of murder swirled through his head… then he thought… if I kill him, I’ll be the same as him…. Gregory poured the droplets of blood in the container and handed it to Saunder “Your lucky Saunder you have Primo in your veins, you may be able to release the Javelin from it’s slumber…” he opened the limo door and stuck on foot out and put his hat on “Saunder I’m going to Venice… I will meet with you again…” Saunder nodded at the traitor and betrayer, and sluggish shrugged at him “Bye…”
After the meeting with Gregory he decided to go back to his Manor, his Gaurdian’s at training to unlock the stone weapons also, preparing for the battle soon to come. Saunder sluggishly walked down the hall to the Treasury room, he looked at the artefacts, he had rearranged some of them so he could get them together easier, he had the clock on one side of the Javelin, with the vials of blood on the other side, and the Book in front of everything. Saunder skimmed through the book, flipping the pages, he had read it over 3 times completely now, his eye’s narrowed to focus, on the word’s, nothing was coming to him “Gah… it’s hopeless, it’s a mystery to me…” maybe he was looking to hard? Maybe the answer was right in front of him, maybe it was so simple it was hiding… he backed up from the objects stumbling a little. He stared at the vials, then at the rock, then at the clock… he stared at them hard for a good 4 hours, he sat there on the ground in his new tuxedo, staring at the vials, and clock… there was a connection… but what… then he noticed something… the holes on the clock! He pushed himself up and his eyes widened as he grabbed the vial of blood of the 10th, Bishop Vonteler he looked at the clovk and spotted the number “X” then looked at the vial of blood, he turned the vial around in hi hand, thinking about it… should he put the vial in the hole? He lookd at the vial which had XII on it… it was Saunders… Saunder put Bishops Vial back on the stand and looked at his vial… he pulled out a knife from the his back pocket and opened the vial, he put the vial down on the stand and put his hand over the vial he pointed the knife at his hand and flick out the blade and slid the blade across his palm, the blood began to pour of of his hand into the vial, Saunder cringed in the pain of the cut, the second the small vial was full, Saunder pulled his hand away and wrapped his hand with a cloth and tightened it to stop the bleeding.
Saunder closed the vial and it sealed itself, he then picked it up and held it, and sighed “At least if this doesn’t work all of the blood will be together…” he looked at the clock and saw the 12 mark and placed his vial of blood in the hole over the 12 mark… nothing happened, he put in the 11th’s blood in it’s respectful 11th spot, nothing happened… after putting in every vial of blood except the Primo’s… he began to feel un easy… was this a good idea? What if something happened and he couldn’t remove them? He would lose 13 valuables to the family…. He looked at the clock one last time he saw the hands pointing at the 10, and the minute hand near the 1. He took a deep breath and held the vial tightly and closed his eyes and put the vial into the clock SHINK! The Clock began to make sounds and the vials caught on fire with a dying will flame, all had a different tinge to the flame… Saunder was amazed “Uh!” he stepped back as the flames began to merge at the center. Saunder flinched and his eyes widened, he raised his hand at the clock gently, and began to walk forwards, to the flame and his hand touched the flame, the world began to spin in his head, and he looked at his hand the Sopravvivere Ring was changing! The ring morphed and ran up his hand to his wrist and began to split “OH my god! DID I BREAK THE RING!” the ring split apart and then formed back together, the glowing of the ring was blinding, it began to show curves and cut into it, then a chain linked the two braclets and then another chain lifted up to his thumb and a ring appeared on his thumb, the chain linked to it and it tightened “Aaaaaa.. A tight fit…” as the glowing dimmed Saunder removed his hand from over his eyes, the bracelets were Black and Green, the Black one had a black stone on top of it and on it had cuts, and scrapes, it looked ruined, but cool, and tough at the same time, and to top it of it had a small little old fashioned clock on it, carved inside of it… the green bracelet on the other hand was clean, almost perfect, bolts of lightning and wind was surrounding the bracelet. The chain had a unique design on it; it kind of looked like a fine chainmail… The ring on the other hand was a cylindrical ring about an inch long with lips on each sides and 12 small lines which looked as if the held something which was supposed to be inside of it, and the Sopravvivere Stone on it. He stared at it with amazement… this must have been the Sopravivere’s true Ring?!
Saunder smiled at the elegant ring, or bracelet, or whatever it was and then looked at the clock, tik tok tik tok tik tok… It was running! But… the clock was going backwards and was very, very slow… like one movement an hour slow… He sighed and grinned then looked at the ring with a grin “SO I guess this was a good investment?” he laughed as he turned around and saw Ninato holding a cup of tea, in shock “Ma- My god… Saunder… What did you do!” he smiled at him jumping up and down “What’s with the ring! Did you go Punk on us again?! HAHA!” Saunder grinned at the blonde butler, and patted him on the head “It’s late Ninato, time to sleep…” he walked passed Ninato and pulled him by the collar… as they left the clock kept on ticking, then the sound of a voice was heard “Nice to meet you Forseer…” the voice was feint and was almost like a bunch of ticks, like what you’d here in Ghost Hunters.
~~~3 Nights Later~~~
Saunder slept in his bed, the covers all rinkled up and a sock on his forehead, who knew how it got there, only Saunder knew….he fast asleep, dreaming of a world where the Javelin was his, Gregory was dead, and the Government had finally began to listen to the people…
~~~Inside Dream~~~
During the dream all of the sudden, Saunder was in the middle of a forest…Then he heard a voice. “Hello Saunder…” Saunder looked around; he was controlling his own self in his dream?! “He-Hello?” Saunder looked around then looked at his hand the ring was there and so was his Javelin of Sight he looked around and saw mostly nothing but trees, then he saw a figure… “Hey!” the figure moved and stepped out of the shadows, as it did so Saunder grabbed his Javelin and it lit up with his flame. The man put out his hand “Calm down Saunder, I’m not here to Hurt you... I’m here to test you…” The man came into view, he was blonde with his hair swept back, and his hair was black with a red stripe like line down his head… he stared at Saunder emotionlessly, Saunder on the other hand Holding his weapon ready to attack… sweat beads going down his face. The man was wearing a black buttoned shirt, bell bottom shoes and black tuxedo pants… he stared at Saunder with no emotion and reached behind him pulling out two banana blades, he gripped them and spun them in his hands “Who are you….” Asked Saunder “I am Bishop Pep, the 10th Generation Boss of your Family…” Saunders eye widened and he froze, this was the tenth?! Bishop spun the blade then gripped the holder so the blade pointed at Saunder “Saunder, this is a trial… to see if you the worthy one…” “Wha? What do you mean?”
Bishop’s flames erupted and almost pushed Saunder back, he spun his blades, then a tinge went into Bishop’s flame, it was a red color. What did that mean? Saunder lost focus and Bishop too the opportunity, and dashed at Saunder lifting his blade and cutting Saunder’s Arm a little, then the wound began to burn, and cut even more “AHHHH!!!!” Bishop closed his easy “Hmph… you can’t even stand up to the weakest of the families bosses? The Storm-Sky Mixer Bishop? How weak…” Saunder growled at Bishop “You b*****d…” his flame lit on his forehead, and he charged at Bishop, Bishop spun his blade and put a foot behind him in stabilization and stared a Saunder with his eyes narrowed “Come on Saunder, Show the spirit of a Sopravvivere boss, show the ruthlessness you show to your enemies, treat me as if I were to kill you family member!” Saunder snapped, he skidded to a stop and looked at the ground… shadows covered his eye’s and his teeth gritted, he stuck out his hand to his side, fully extending it, and began to spin his Javelin in his hands, Whooosh! Whooosh! Whoosh! Wosh! It began to speed up until it began to move faster than an eye could see, it looked as if Saunder was holding a circular blade, he stepped to his left letting his body lean forwards then to the left while pushing off the ground, his other hand lit up and he accelerated right under Bishop! Bishop’s eye widened, Crap! He thought as Saunder pulled up his arm between Bishops, the Javelin Horivantal so it hit both of his arms breaking them and burning them “AuGH!” Saunder sweeped his feet and tripped Bishop then as Bishop fell Saunder was already on top of him with the javelin at his neck the point of it touching his skin. “No one will kill my guardians…” Bishop, began to sweat and smirked at Saunder and Said reluctantly “You win 12th….” He began to fade and he disappeared, “Wha?”
The area began to light up and his wound healed, the room was pure white then the outline of a beach began to form. The Water trickled on his skin, and he looked forwards to see another man, this man had light blue hair, eager eyes, and a pair of sunglasses “Hello Saunder, so you beat Bishop, not much on an Accomplishment really, I should have chosen my successor with better thought….” He grinned his hands on his cane. Saunder looked at him “What is this about?! Why are you in my dream?! And why was Bishop the Tenth hurting me?!” The man grinned “I’ll tell you if you can beat me…” he lifted his cane in the air, and smashed the bottom of it into the ground, the sand erupted upwards and Saunder’s eyes widened, what was this technique?! The man appeared behind Saunder with his arms crossed and the cane on Saunder’s Back. “I am Jonathan Sylinder, the 9th boss of the Sopravvivere…” he pushed down pushing Saunder into the ground “Ahh!” Saunder yelled as he fell to the ground, when he hit the ground he smirked “SO is this a test?” Jonathan pushed harder down on his back “If you can beat me I will tell yo-…” his cane fell apart, and fell into pieces and saunder got up from the ground, Jonathan raised an eyebrow, then his eyes widened…. Saunder must have heated his flame to a degree it melted his staff to even a movement could break it… Jonathan smiled at him “You got me…” Saunder laughed “That was easy!” Jonatha smirked “Yes, Me and Bishop were the weakest of the 12 bosses of Sopravivere, but from this point onwards, you’ll have a tougher time… Us Sopravvivere Bosses are here to examine the power of the 12th boss, you are the only boss to fight all of us… that is if you survive after 6th, after you beat everyone from 10 to 6 you’ll begin to understand what’s going on…” the man began to fade and so did the back ground, then it was white again
“Hey kid!” he looked over and now he was in an old fashioned town? A boy jumped on top of a building and landed in front of Saunder, his hair was black and it was in a star shape, this boy kind of weirded Saunder out “He, Hey… By any chance are you the Isaac Hoveli? The 8th boss of the Sopravvivere Family?” he looked at the boy waiting for an answer, the boy tapped his chin thinking then he pointed upwards and had a surprised face on him “Yes! Yes I am!” Saunder’s eyes narrowed, Yay… An Idiot… he smirked at Isaac and sighed “So Are you ready for this?” Isaac Nodded “I’ve already started~” Saunder’s eyes widened as he felt someone behind him, he turned just in time to get a giant metal fist in his face “AUGH!” he swept over and smashed into a nearby building, Isaac smiled hugely at Saunder “Oh come on now~! You can do better, if you don’t the Sopravvivere ring will change back to its normal state!” he laughed cheerfully, Saunder laid in the rubble of the building one of his eyes closed shut “You mean if I can’t beat you I lose the ring I worked hard to gain?” Isaac laughed “No! You have to beat us all! All 12 of us~!” he grinned at Saunder.
Saunder’s eyes widened, I have to beat you, all of the bosses, and Primo, and… Unidecimo…” his eyes became angered and Saunder gripped his Javelin and let go of it, letting it hit the ground beside him… he reached into his pocket the ring’s chains clanged together and he looked at it for a second, the holes on the thumb ring had two more gems in it, in the 10th and 9th spot… Maybe when Saunder beat a Boss, he’d gain one more gem on the ring… he dug deeper into his pocket and pulled out his gloves and put them on… he then grabbed his Javelin and stared at Isaac, and grinned, Isaac looked at Saunder with confusion. “Hey Saunder, did you figure out something?” Saunder nodded “I have learnt, the each time I beat a boss I gain a stone on the Sopravvivere Ring, and if I don’t get them all I lose them and that E=mc2” Isaac looked at Saunder with a sudden WTF? Face, what did he mean by E=mc2… Oh god… Saunder was gone… he looked up in the air and Saunder was charging a S-Spiral, Saunder smirked at Isaac “Isaac, you may be strong but your still an idiot, idiot’s are easily tricked and distracted…” Isaac’s eyes widened, then the S-spiral shot and blasted Isaac away, ripping him apart… the area turned white again…
Saunder landed back on the presumed ground and looked around waiting for the next person to show up… but what was next kind of surprised him… a Man, and a Woman appeared in front of him?! “Are, Are you too Karbon Asurani, and Nina Walker? The 7th and 8th boss of Sopravvivere?” They nodded, the girl had black hair, and a giant ponytail in the back, her face flawless, and her chest was at least an f-cup… Saunder goggled over it… then the man took Saunder by the jacket and lifted him up... When did he get so close to him?! His hair was also Black and looked a lot like a Squid (Gokudera’s Hair) “Hey! Don’t you give my wife that look you sick boy! Don’t you know we’re married…” Saunder shook his head “The Book never said yo-you were married…” the man became sad, “Well truth was we were dating then we died… but none the less stop it…” “Oh Hun, please, we’re here to teach this kid the ways of Sopravvivere, not torture him with your words….” She pulled out a giant Scythe, and the man let go of Saunder and he put on some brass knuckles. Saunder gulped, and his flame on top of his head, appeared, it had a small green tinge to it… and Saunder looked up with mystery? Green? He shrugged it off and held his Javelin “Bring it you old couple…” they grinned at Saunder and the woman lit her Scythe on Sky Flames, and rushed at Saunder, Saunder put his hands down and used the Acceleration Flame to shoot into the air and make Nina miss. But when he looked up he saw Karbon winding up a fist he punched Saunder in the face, Saunder spit out some teeth and plummeted to the ground, and Nina winded up he scythe flipped it around and as Saunder passed her she hit him with the metal part of the Scythe.
Saunder flung into the ground and wiped the blood off his face, his eyes narrowed “Fine… I see How it is…” he disappeared and appeared under Nina, he grabbed her by her face and threw her up to Karbon, Karbon of course caught her “Honey! Are you oka-.” Saunder smashed Karbon in the face, and he plummeted to the ground with Nina in his hands… she was unconscious… Karbon waved his hand “Saunder, I have answers for you…” Saunder stopped and went down to the level of Karbon and Nina… “Speak Karbon…” “Saunder you have an unimaginable power, Primo’s blood is in your veins… Many Bosses have tried to gain the power of the Javelin of the Sky… but I’m afraid, by doing this you will not succeed… Saunder, to gain the power of the Javelin, you need the power of the Sopravvivere Ring, and to have the ring, you must beat all of the bosses… including yourself…” Saunder’s eyes widened “Saunder, you are the 12th boss, our family runs like a clock, Saunder, How many numbers are on a clock…” Saunder answered “Twelve…” Karbon began to fade a little and so did Nina… KArbon spoke his last words before fading… “Saunder…. You are… the last boss of the Sopravvivere Family…” Saunder’s eyes widened… he was the last… this filled him with many emotions, he didn’t understand most of them, was he happy? Sad? Eager? What… He had to make his family strong, the best, better than any… if he was the last… he would have to go out with a bang… a big bang….
After fighting all of the bosses from 5 to 2, Saunder was very tired, he may be dreaming.. but he felt like everything was real… the area turned into a mountain… he looked around wondering what was going on… he saw thunder fall from the sky and from almost outside of his view he saw him… Primo… Cifer Foresight… His ancestor… His hair was grey like Saunders, and his eyes Purple, but he had scars all over his body. He wore a black cape like shroud on his shoulders, with a loose chain holding it on, on his back; it slacked down, onto his coat, which seemed to be more of a tuxedo than anything. His eyes calmed and half-mooned, Saunder stared at him with astonishment, this…. This was defiantly him…! Cifer yawned and patted his mouth and looked at Saunder “So you’re the 12th generation boss My Family…” he seemed to emphasize My Family, as if it was still his… although he was the maker he had died “Saunder Foresight, You are my Inheritor, and my son… Therefore, I understand you… all of the bosses before me were weak… they can’t even think of touching the Javelin of the Sky… so you will get all of the power I have in store…”
Cifer pulled out a box, it was a box weapon! As he raised his other hand, Saunder saw that Cifer was wearing the same ring that Saunder had unlocked! “Cifer! I have one question, Why! Why am I the last Boss!?” Cifer sighed “Because that’s the way it is Saunder…” he placed the ring into the box and the box began to glow, and flames erupted from inside of it then a Giant Phoenix came out and flew around Cifer and it began to shrink and landed on Cifer’s shoulder, it screeched and the area boomed as if a sound wave went off, Saunder’s eyes widened that was Sivior! Saunder readied and lit his flame but it quickly dissipated… what? He looked at Sivior and realized that the screech it had made, was to stop all Dying Will Flames to appear… Saunder looked at Cifer “What? Are you scared of my power so your sealing it?” he laughed at Cifer “No Saunder, I want you to feel how it is to be at the end of your rope, to stare death in the face… To be backed into a corner, the feeling a Sopravvivere boss should always feel…” Cifer’s ring began to light up and his flame began to show on the top of his head and his eyes turned green. “Saunder in this battle there will be no warning’s” Saunder laughed “Pfft, for all I know this a dream!” “Saunder, does this feel like a dream?” he disappeared and appeared behind Saunder, Saunder turned his head, everything seemed to be in slowmotion! He saw the fist but was to late, he smashed Saunder in the face smashing him into the ground. Cifer stepped on Saunders head and pushed it further into the ground. “Saunder, if you die here, chances are you’ll die in the real world…” he grinned at Saunder’s back and lifted his foot off his head, letting Saunder get up, his face all cut up and he spat up blood… he looked up at Cifer, knelled down on the ground still “I how it is” Saunder sweeped his feet and tried to trip Cifer, Cifer lifted up his left foot and smashed it down on Saunder’s ankle as he sweeped his feet. Saunder cried in pain “Aurgh!” Saunder flipped around and threw a punch at Cifer and Cifer dodge to the left, grabbing Saunder by the wrist.
“Saunder, your weak… when I died I was a SS-Rank, you’re a mere C-rank…. You’ve lost Saunder…”
Saunder looked up at Cifer, his eyes showing the content he felt… Cifer looked at Saunder with a small smirk then his eyes went to look at Saunder’s ring when he noticed something… the green band was glowing? Saunder looked at his hand to see a small stone appear on the band, a green emerald… the light went down, and then a flame lit on it, Cifer and Saunder’s eyes widened. The flame was green and bolts of fire shot from it, it was a Lightning Flame! Saunder stared at it with amazement, Sivior began to suck it away, the flames went to Siviir and as it began to eat them they dissipated, then Sivior seemed to freeze and release the lightning flame. Cifer’s eye’s widened, Saunder smirked “So you only used Sivior on Sky Flames I presume…” Cifer looked at Saunder with anger “What do you mean…” “I mean Sivior’s power only works on Sly flames… he put on his gloves and the Lightning flames covered them, and his eyes changed to Green and he reached up for Cifer, Cifer smacked his hand away with his wrist, and Saunder went to grabbed Cifers hand when Cifer chopped his hand down with a karate chop, they went into hand to hand combat for 5 minutes until Cifer was open, Saunder took the opportunity reached back and grabbed Cifer’s Face, the Ligtning Flame began to electrocute Cifer… Cifere fidgeted and was unable to move… and as Saunder let go, Cifer fell to his knees… his head drooped down and he spoke in a crackly tone “Next time Saunder… You won’t win….” Cifer began to fade…. And the room with it…
Saunder began to smile “I-I won…” “No you didn’t…” he looked ahead and saw… himself? “What is this? A mirror?” the Clone smirked at Saunder “Come on Saunder beat me, I’m you…” Saunder ran at the clone and grabbed his face with his electric gloves and laughed “TOO EASe-..!” Saunder felt a sensation in his face, and it grew to tremendous pain “AugH!” he let go of the clone as the clone spoke “Saunder you idiot… you can’t beat yourself with brutality…” Saunder held his face it burnt, and the wound’s from the fight with all of the previous bosses began to re appear… he fell to the ground and began to gasp for air “Ah! Pant…” he looked at his clone as it “Saunder, admit defeat, you can’t beat yourself” Saunder sighed “Fine… I Admit Defeat….” The clone smirked and he faded….
~~~END DREAM~~~
Saunder woke up, flinging the covers forwards “Wah! Clone! Uh” he looked around seeing his room back to normal… he was back to real life… But now was not the time to rest… he looked around and then at his hand seeing the Sopravvivere Ring, and Bracelets, still on him, and the Emerald was on the Green bracelet and 11 stones were on the thumb ring, which meant, that wasn’t just a dream… he got up and yelled through the microphone in his room, it was about 12pm now “Everyone! We’re Going to Venice! Be Ready! This is a Full on Assault on the Unidecimo! Search and destroy all that oppose you when we get there!
Word Count: 6687
Total Words From Last Update: 7712 (? points)
Total words RPed: 13316
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 11:27 pm
Ryan Suramine
Sopravvivvere 12th generation Rain guardianHearing the announcement over the intercom, Ryan immediately stopped the simulation, he had just broken over 10,000 opponents. But in venice it would be real. That was the problem, ryan couldnt kill, he just didnt have it in him to do so. But in becoming a gaurdian he came to terms with it, if someone tried to kill him, he tried to kill them right back. It wouldnt be fun but it would keep him alive.
Ryan stopped the simulation and walked to his room, he kept a special suit on him when it came to actual missions, in battle its just idiotic not to have armor. So he dawned a black bulletproof vest, which could only be pierced if coated in flames. a blue shirt under it, two black gloves, black jeans, and black and blue sneakers. he then picked up his back pack, took out his kopesh blads and slid them into a sheath on his back, he then took gizmo's box attatched it to his belt, and put on his rings. And then went to the phone. On the off chance the mission should fail he always talked to his parents before hand. After doing such he went to the front of the manor and awaited the other gaurdians. wordcount: 211 points earned: 1 total word count: 2190
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 12:58 pm
Kasumi lifted her head when she heard Saunders voice on the intercom. She got up and stretched a bit. After training for many months, she was eager to get into some real action. Kasumi then headed to the elevator and waited for it to reach her floor. Upon arriving Kasumi exited the elevator and walked up to her room. She changed into cleaner clothes. She then did a mental check to make sure she had everything. "Ring..." she looked at her finger to make sure it was there. "Check. Box...." Kasumi opened the pouch on her leg. Sure enough her box was there. "Check. Sword..." she looked at her waist. Her sword belt wasn't there. It was laying on the bed. Kasumi grabbed it and put it on. "Check. Headphones and music..." She walked over to her desk and grabbed her headphones. In her drawer was her music player. Kasumi grabbed them. She put the headphones around her neck and plugged the cord into her music player which she placed in a small pouch on her weapon belt. "Check and Check. All set." Kasumi grinned widely. With one last look at her room she exited and locked the door. Who knew, it could be her last time seeing it. She then walked out the door to the manor and sat on one of the steps. "Hey Ryan." she said to the Rain Guardian who was already waiting.
Word count: 237
Total word count: 4448
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 11:17 am
Ryan Suramine
Sopravvivvere 12th generation Rain guardian" Hey Kasumi" ryan said. "Any idea why inparticular we
re fighting the 11th generation family?"Wordcount: 15 Points earned: big fat goose egg total word count: 2205
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 12:33 pm
Kasumi shrugged. "Dunno. But who cares. As long as we get some action." she grinned at the thought of finally fighting. "We can finally put all this training to good use. Wonder when we leave." she turned and looked at the door to see if anyone else was coming.
Word count:49
Total word count: 4497
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 3:35 pm
“As a man of my old age, I have good intuition to notice the Sun Guardian from a mile off” Horas gave Nick a faint smile. Suddenly a voice was echoed throughout the mansion and even head from outside the large home, “It is the boss; I suggest you meet the other guardians in the front” and with that, Horas turned and went off in a different direction. Nick wanted to ask where the old man was going, but the man who had sent him the letter, the man who just spoke through the loudspeaker, sounded in rush, something must have happened and now he needs his guardians; Nick was expecting a conversation with the boss about his job as guardian but that could wait until later, right now it seems there is trouble at hand by the sound of the boss’ voice.
Nick rushes around the corner and sees two characters ahead by the doorstep is. Once there, he halted to catch his breath then without anything to say, he decides to introduce himself, “Hello, my name is Nicholas Helio; I’m suppose to be the Sun Guardian for the Sopravvivere family” After his breathing returned to normal he added, “Could you tell me what’s going on here?” Nick had no clue why the boss just acted the way he did and didn’t know who these people before him are.
Word Count: 229
Total Word Count: 775
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Azzurro Skyde Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:00 pm
Saunder walked out of the manor with determination in his eyes, he looked at Kasumi, Ryan and Nick, and grinned "Hello guardians, and welcome Nick... these are the other guardian's Kasumi and Ryan... Get along with them and I hope your ready..." he smiled "We're about to obliterate a traitorous Generation..." Ninato walked out from the manor with a big duffel bag and held it closed to him "Saunder I have it.." Saunder gripped his fast and smirked "Good...."
Word Count: 76
Total Words From Last Update: 7788 (? points)
Total words RPed: 13316
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 8:02 pm
Kasumi looked at Saunders as he came out and grinned. "I can live with more." she replied. Then turned to the new sun guardian. "Nice to meet you." She got up and brushed the dust off her pants. "So, when do we get going? I'm itching for some fighting. And what's in the bag.?"
Word count: 54
Total word count:4551
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Azzurro Skyde Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 3:52 pm
Saunder grabbed the bag and held it on his side "What is it?" he grinned ans closed an eye "The end of the 11th generation... that's what it is" he smirked then looked around "Where's Vexin... how does he expect to be the strongest when he can't even hear an alarm...."
Word Count: 51
Total Words From Last Update: 7829 (? points)
Total words RPed: 13433
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 6:57 pm
Nick gave a quick and small bow in reaction to finally seeing the Sopravvivere family boss he heard so much about. He recognized him because there was a picture of him that came along with the letter. “Nice to meet you too, sir” Nick had always showed respect to people who deserve it and who earned it; he wanted to talk to the boss about what was going on and his position as guardian, but the great Saunder was in so much in a hurry that it couldn’t be helped.
Because the boss and the guardians were in such a hurry, Nick, rather than properly greet the guardians, just nod his head respectfully towards them. He then locked his sniper rifle in his suitcase and threw it over his shoulder; the boss needed his help, and the sun guardian accepted. Whatever the situation was, it seemed to be very serious and without knowing either side of the story, Nick seemed to trust Saunder for some reason.
Word Count: 165
Total Word Count: 940
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Azzurro Skyde Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 9:52 pm
As they arrived he put on his gloves then plain landed and he saw the 11th’s Storm and Cloud Guardian’s exit the base and walked to the jet to accompany them… or actually kill them… the door’s opened and Saunder stepped out his Hyper Dying Will mode in affect his eyes green and fire in both of his hands. The two guardian’s flinched “Sa-Saunder, why are you flames ou-..” with lightning speed Saunder had grabbed there faces with his gloves, and the lightning flames surged into there bodies, electrocuting them, there bodies flinched and twitched as there bodies soon lost feeling… and died… Saunder dropped them and looked back at his guardian’s from over his shoulder “Eliminate or subdue all that oppose you… and your respectful guardian…” he walked to the Base where the Unidecimo was in….
Word Count: 237
Total Words From Last Update: 8066 (? points)
Total words RPed: 13670
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 4:59 pm
Saunder looked at his guardian's one last time "What are you waiting for this isn't a tea party!" he laughed while running into the building with the duffel bag close at hand, today was the day... Saunder would destroy the fraud... Gregory... the 11th...
Word Count: 44
Total Words From Last Update: 308 (1 points)
Total words RPed: 13714
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Azzurro Skyde Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 1:44 am
Ryan Suramine
Sopravvivvere 12th generation Rain guardian
Ryan was furious. He sped up to Saunder and grabbed his shoulder, when Saunder turned around he was greeted with a punch in the face, Ryan then picked him back up by the shirt and yelled in his face "What the hell is going on!?" red flickered across his usually blue eyes,"Why are we killing people who were not ten minutes ago our allies???" "Dammit Saunder why!?" His Ring flickered red and the box at his side rattled on his belt restlessly, as if a violent tempest wanted out. "Tell me, its not like i kill people for kicks and grins, and i wont follow you if its a personal vendetta, what is the reason you killed the 11ths gaurdians!"
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total word count:2226
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