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 Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 11:03 pm
 Kestral watched in horror as the creature grinned at the unimaginable pain. He couldn't even be damaged spiritually, he was absolutely invincible. That didn't stop Kestral from ripping his sword out of Oni's body to assail him once again. But by the time he had raised his blade, Kestral had become aware that both he and Oni had been encompassed by the tides which Kestral had created.
They were crushed under tremendous waters, washed away into the valley, away from Hell and Roy. Suddenly, a strange cracking noise overcame his ears. Kestral splashed his way up to the top of the riptide, then witnessed as a massive wave quickly surged towards him. He was about to duck back down under the water but realized that the wave was actually... stopping.
The wave had become an enormous Ice Barricade, due to Lance's maneuver. The water behind the barricade crashed up against it but halted behind it, making the barricade somewhat of a dam. As the water around Kestral cleared up, both he and Oni were alone in a pit-like area of the gorge. With no way out but the sealed off area behind the barricade, the fight was likely to escalate.
Kestral shakily hoisted himself up on one knee, then summoned Half Blood in a flurry of black and white flames. He stabbed the sword into the ground and raised himself to his feet, feeling his nerves to be racked. He would be able to regain his composure in a few moments. He glared at Oni as he prepared to attack or defend.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 11:50 pm
 As the waters subsided a slight crack would be heard as the ice that covered the summoners leg shattered. The question that would rack Kestral for a moment would be how did the ice shatter and why now? The answer would soon be revealed as Oni began to undergo yet another transformation. His black striped white fur would begin to fall to the ground around him being replaced by a deep brown set of scales. His physical form didn't change in shape only in looks. What was this new form that Oni had just transformed into? It was he favorite form to use, his hybrid form.
By combining his increased attributes from his tiger transformation, with the defense of his dragon scales Oni's hybrid form was nothing to be taken lightly. As the man, no, as the beast stood up his heavy breathing could be heard. Although he refused to show his opponents the pain they caused him he sure did feel it. Oni would take a step closer to Kestral before starting to cough. Leaning over the coughing would turn violent as Oni began to cough up the water he had swallowed during his ride. Once the coughing fit subsided Oni would take a moment to look around and realize that he was now farther away from Roy than ever.
"Looks like I should stop playing around."
Oni would stretch his arms out to his sides and tilt his head back and would just stare up to the snowy sky above him. He would quickly break the silence as he once again began to speak, but this time his words were not directed at Kestral, nor Lance but to some unknown being.
"Guardian of all things that exist in this realm and all the others! The Summon that rules over all others! I invoke your power by speaking your name! Grant me your power once again so that I can overcome this obstacle before me! Spirit merge with me!"
The sky would grow black as night as soon as Oni finished his last sentence. Thunder clouds began to roll in and Oni would not move from his position. The pink aura that still enveloped his body would slowly begin to darken as if it were being overpowered by another aura. And that's when Kestral and Lance would lay their eyes upon Oni's strongest summon, and the only one he was capable of merging with.
Spirit, Oni's Summon of the Zodiak. The beast would swoop in from behind Oni and fly through the wall of Hell's Ice since it hadn't taken on a physical form yet and stop behind his master and partner. The giant bird would take the same stance as Oni with it's wings spread out and it's head tilted backwards. As soon as the two were in the same stance Spirit would slowly fade into Oni and the aura that enveloped him would take a drastic change in color.
The slowly darkening of the pink aura would instantly surge with power as it's color went pitch black. If Kestral were to look closely it would be the same aura he saw around Oni when he activated his aura vision. With this new form and a new summon in play what was Oni capable of now? Only a fool would truly want to find out the answer to this question.
"Kestral you are a mighty warrior. One of Hell's Finest I can tell. Do you really want your career in Hell's Army to end here like this? Do you really want your life to end in this desolate area? I will ask this of you once and only once. Stand down and allow me to make my challenge against Roy. You have seen my power and know from first hand experience that I would be a better leader, one capable of taking the battlefield and leading my men from the front lines, not from the back. Join me, and help me to protect our homeland and the lives of everyone that lives there."
Oni would stop speaking for a moment and take in a breath as he slowly readjusted to this new power flowing through his body for the first time in a very long time. If Kestral opposed him any further he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to keep him alive if he tried now.
"So, what is your answer Kestral?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 1:28 am
Kestral's eyes widened and his vision was cast over by a haze of fear as he witnessed the birth of such an unholy beast. His first instinct was to run, but that was impossible, his second was to fight, that was improbable. He knew that even he would be utterly obliterated by this beast. He didn't even need to check it's aura, it exuded a power that Kestral simply couldn't help but feel wash over him like a plague of tainted water. Cold and shivering from both his damp clothes, the chill of the gorge, and his terror, Kestral closed his eyes and weighed his options. His head leaned back, and his drenched silver hair stuck to his face and lips as he moved them slightly, perpetrating his thoughts somewhat.
"I can't fight... I can't run... what do I do? I would normally risk my life without hesitation, even against much stronger foes than what stand before me. I could easily tap into my true potential, but... I simply don't see the point. I just can't find it in myself to become a martyr for a leader like Roy.." Kestral said inwardly, then lowered his head, opened his eyes and said aloud.
"Oni, let it be known that I will never give in to an opponent. The only reason that I am not fighting now is that I see a potential ally before me. And a possible ruler of Hell. I will stand aside only under two conditions. The first, you must be a worthy leader for all demons, I know that you have the potential to do so. And second, I demand that I have a higher rank in Hell's Army. If you will promise me those two things, I will cease our battle and grant you passage." Kestral said, holding a ferocious ball of fire in his hand.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 2:19 am
"Color me impressed. You are a highly skilled warrior, but you also know how to bargain. As for your demand of a higher rank I can see to that one easily enough once I deal with Roy. As for your first condition, I refuse to sacrifice my people needlessly even if I am not leading them. It is the reason that I gave you this chance to stop this fight. I did not want to spill the blood of one who calls Hell home, just as I do."
Oni would turn to face the wall of Hell's Ice knowing full well that no normal force would be able to take it down, and going over it would waste unnecessary energy. Holding out his hand a ball of b***h black energy would form before firing forward and cutting straight through the wall of Hell's Ice. What energy could Oni use that could possibly destroy Hell's Ice? Chaos Energy was the answer to this question, but the sudden use of energy would beg the question of why he didn't use it against Kestral.
The simple answer was Oni can only control the elements and chaos energy once merged with Spirit. Along with the boosts to his physical attributes merging with Spirit granted him elemental control on the highest level possible. The flame in Kestral's hand would fizzle out as the oxygen around the flame was quickly pulled away with Oni's control over wind.
"Kestral, can I ask one small favor of you? Keep Lance out of my way, I don't have time to deal him if I hope to catch up to Roy. And if at all possible round up the bodies of the three Royal Guards I killed. I would like to give them a proper funeral once this matter with Roy is settled."
Oni was confident that Kestral would do these things for him and made his way through the hole in the Hell's Ice created by the Chaos Energy he used. Under normal circumstances the chaos energy would still be eating at the Hell's Ice but Oni had already made the energy disappear once the hole was big enough for him to fit though. Now that he was out of the gorge he had been trapped in he would use his new found speed to charge towards Roy's energy signature, Nishi and Asa would appear at Oni's side during his run so that Roy would see Oni in all his glory.
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 3:01 pm
Roy would be sitting down, when a horrible feeling came over him. His eyes were widen. "It can't be..." he couldn't believe what he was sensing, somehow Oni was able to get pass both his Uncle and Kestral. He looked over at Lillium "We have to move now!" Roy would jump on his feet and wave his hand around both her and himself. Suddenly a black energy with purple tainted auras would surround them. This wasn't Roy's ability? Roy's eyes were now glowing purple. He would look at Lillium. "Stand back!"
Unknown symbols and writing were appearing on his head and arms, along with his chest. Suddenly there was a massive amount of negative coming from their location. What on Earth was Roy doing? Roy would then slam his hand onto the ground as a massive shockwave happened around both Lillium and Roy. "Looks like we are left with one option." Roy said seeing how fast Oni was moving by picking up his energy signature. "I will deal with Oni, but if you have any kind of magic or healing nows the time to prepare to use those techniques. I will need your help."
The negative energy was swirling around both Roy and Lillium, like a barrier. A purple light was beaming down on them both. Roy smiled "Thank you KIkyo...." Suddenly Roy would jump out of the barrier and he would be infused with her vary energy. He has summoned it?! But how, he was no summoner. Kikyo gave him this ability, he was trained by her and Raphael allowing him to unlock an unknown potential of power. On top of being the son of Maya and Inferno, he carried with him the blood of the Salazars. His weapon, the Halbred was a gift from the Raphael back in the day. He was more than ready to stand his ground and defeat his throne, no matter how hopeless it was...
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 6:01 pm
(( Neh...
Hum, does this mean Oni 'n I have to duke it out at some point?! ;o ))
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DarkKingJilly Vice Captain
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 6:57 pm
Jillyfro (( Neh... Hum, does this mean Oni 'n I have to duke it out at some point?! ;o )) ((No, the plot doesn't require you and Oni to fight. Ill explain in a message to you guys what will happen.))
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 9:10 pm
Lance looked at the Oni as the history was made, the very dam of hell's ice wasn't able to withstand the chaos energy... The hole was ominious as Lance stood there in fear.. Nothing can break this ice forged with hell's coldest molicues..
Lance looked at Kestral, knowing that he had to help, and this was going to be a fight that they might no win, nor Kestral alone... There was something about Oni that bother Lance, it would seem to be dim, but there was something there...
Lance walked up to the dam of hell's ice and summoned himself to go through the the dam and stand there with his arms cross looking at Oni... "I must admit Oni you really grown haven't you? Breaking through the strongest of ice, I must admit you supprised me." He said looking at Kestral then to Oni...
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 10:58 pm
All the ground that Roy had covered Oni had already made up in a fraction of the time as he slid to a stop about ten feet away from Roy and Lilium. He knew that his skills far surpassed Roy's and even Roy knew it and yet he was still willing to try and fight him.
"So you will not stand down and pass leadership to someone who is obviously stronger and far more capable then yourself. Tell me Roy, do you have a death wish?"
Oni had already seen one warrior come to his senses this day, and only hoped that Roy would do the same. Killing three of his own was hard enough on him he would prefer not to have to shed any more of his own people blood to take leadership this day. Shaking his head Oni would let out a small sigh as his more peaceful side slowly began to come to the surface even in such an unholy form.
"What if I offered to show you proof that I am one of Hell's Elites? Show you that I knew both Kikyo and Inferno. That I served directly under them and that I am not just someone with a lust for power? Even Kestral has stood down after fighting me, do I need to make you feel the same fear that he felt? The same pain that he felt before you will do this the peaceful way?"
Oni hadn't had a change of heart, but more a change of personality and it was a very surprising moment. How long would this peaceful Oni remain before Roy before he was once again charging him to rip his throat out and what brought this change about with him in the first place. Roy would have Kestral to thank for that one. Oni was bi-polar and Kestral admitting that Oni was capable of leading Hell in it's darkest hour brought out the calmer and more reasonable side. But it was also Kestral resolve and his guts to demand things from someone he knew he couldn't beat. Kestral may have just spared Roy's life, if Roy was willing to listen to reason.
((Sorry Lance, I was long gone in my last post so that's why I just ignored yours. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 1:06 am
Kestral did not react to what Oni said to him. At least, not physically. His mind was racing with many thoughts, what to say, what to do. In the end he decided to do exactly what was expected of him by his future leader.
He closed his eyes, raised his head and held his arms out slightly.
"Ma'druke kiszen..." were his words in his native tongue of Kumena, the sounds were barely above a whisper and weren't even necessary to be uttered. But a part of Kestral enjoyed the old ways, the honorable act of announcing one's powers as they were used. Argentine specks began to float away from Kestral's body and glow as they whisped away. The degradation of Kestral's body rapidly altered, leaving only bits and pieces of his physical form before the rest of his body was thrown into the air as Silver Dust.
The dust accumulated around the gorge and then forced it's way out of the makeshift entrance in the Ice Barricade. From there, it found it's way into both Lance and Oni's ears as they confronted one another.
"Lance, I know that you do not wish to see the throne taken over. But if you do not give into his demands, Oni will kill both you and Roy. He doesn't seek either of your lives, he only seeks to lead Hell as a more fit ruler. Stand aside and let him pass." The dust whispered in Kestral's voice with a certain level of omnipotence.
"I will do as you command... Lord Oni." was all Kestral said in Oni's ear.
And with that, the dust flashed forward. It soared back to where the battle with Oni had begun, where the mangled bodies of the three royal guards remained. The dust swirled around their corpses, pulsing in and out, and glowing as it did so. The severed limbs, appendages and wounds began to pulse with a strange light and find their way back to their corresponding parts on the guards. Within only a few seconds, the guards had been completely restored, eternally resting with their fingers interlocked over their chests. A calm expression was perpetuated on their lifeless faces.
As the dust completed it's job, it began to tighten it's spiral and congregate just in front of the feet of the fallen warriors. It morphed into the form of Kestral, holding one of his arms up as he summoned several Fallen Warrior flags from Kurai Island to drape over the bodies of the dead men.
Garments made of a finer material than silk appeared in a blaze of silver flames, the Kurai Clan's signet emblazoned the center of a large silver dragon on the front of the garment. The bottom of it, was pitch black, to represent the permanence of fate. Kestral softly laid these on top of the fallen guards and crossed his arm over his heart as he softly whispered the Kurai Rite of Passing. He took great pride in his role as Kurai Leader.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 1:14 pm
(( Danit working double shifts is a pain in the a** I can't even post most of the time lol sweatdrop stressed ))
Lance listened to the voice, it would seem tht Oni was in control, Lance knew that he couldn't beat him not even in his Hell's ice demon state... But Lance has pride and a promis to keep, his loyalty to Hell's armies, that single day...
Flash back:
Kikyo (this color))
"Lance I make you a Demon Master Sargent, will you serve your rightful place among hell's armies and protect me.."Lace stood up looking into her eyes, "I would do anything to make up for mistakes, and serve to protect you, I promis." He said hugging her and then it went blank...
Return to normal time:::
Lance stood there quinching his fist until blood came out.. "I made a promise toi Kikyo Kestral, a promise to stay by her side and protect her an Hell, I'm sticking to it... " He said looking at Oni.. "Let's finish this Oni, you want leadership of hell then your going to have to get through me to do it!!!" He said pulling out hell's blade... "Come on!!!" This urge to fight was it Kikyo's friendship or was it something more, this was more than lance could think about but it was an honor to do what was right...
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 4:54 am
OOC: Alright lets get something straight. This is to start something for all of those who are not involved at the moment. This is a side piece of RP and also it introduces my next character... BIC:  The crevace of Zarnack, the deepest location in all of Hell. So deep that it is filled with a pressurized void that destroys almost everything that touches it. Only one being has ever been able to survive the pressures. The Void Walkers, a strange race that are only half living, their are half void half demon. They cannot stray from this void as the void id their soul and thus they are not living either but something different. They cannot fully be destroyed for upon defeat they become void and are reborn. Theirs souls cannot be stolen or absorbed for their soul is the very essence of void, which is an unharnessable force. They have only ever listened to Satan himself, never to anyone else. They however make deals every now and then when feeling generous. (Very Rare)
Within Zarnack is the most secure cell of all Hell. So secure that most never even heard whispers of it's existance. During the times of Satan's strongest days where he actually was only stopped by God himself ad no one else could dream of reaching his level, a demon became a threat to everyone. A special race of Demons known as Soul Demons where working their way up through the ranks. In a day all but one of them dissapeared and the one demon was all of a sudden vastly powerful. He went from being wihin the top ten thousand demons, which in those days was a big deal amongst itself, to being within the top ten demons. How did he acquire so much power. He had taken the souls of all of his race and like his power they became his power. Soul demons steal the souls of their victims and the souls are like constant recharging batteries of soul element energy. The way to gain power is absorb more souls. So the longer one exists ad the more one kills the stronger he gets. Satan and his top generals found this demon to be far too greedy even for them and worked with the Void demons to capture and seal away the evil creature for an eternity. Garakon, Last of the Soul Demons was caught unawares by the void demons in a secret meeting only Satan and two others knew of, Inferno's Father and Mother. The amount of power that was used to creat the cell and the seals ultimately crippled Satan and caused his death. After his death his soul and energy became the full seal and Garakon had no hope of escaping. If one goes far enough down where only the most powerful of beings can go and it's right on the brink of their final levels of life before the void takes them, There is a massive ball of a strange metal that has runes of Satan and energy swirling around it like making the very object look like a weapon that could annihilate the planet. The chains devised to hold the cell where made from a synth void metal, and each link within the chains is 50 feet long. dragons could roost upon the chains and not even cause the chains to shift. This cell is possibly the strongest seal and cage ever made.
The Crevace of Zarnack was then made into a taboo location. Forbidden upon death of anyone nearing. This was the Void Demons last order was to make sure the cage was never messed with and anything nearing the place was destroyed. Since the time of Garakon's first imprisonment he has all but been forgotten. The only trail is myths and legends of his demonic race. These myths, legends and tales tell of demons that consumed souls of the defeated. They where said to have been cnsumed by their own powers and wanted to become gods. The tales say thedemons held their own war against Heaven Hell and Earth in Which they where annihilated. It is said their bodies became the void of Zarnack, thus Zarnack's void eats the souls of nearby wanderers.
Truth be told the void and it's demons have existed since before Earth and Hell where populated. Now however Garkon has a method of escaping the crevace that lies between the Ice Realm and Kikyo's caste. A powerfull demon has falen nearby and Garakon has found a way to slowly pull it's soul near to him. In a small matter of time he will use the soul to eradicate the very cell and destroy the soul in the process. What will he do in his newfound freedom?
Garakon had long since gotten used to, sick of, then utterly disgusted by the cell he was in. At the first instant after being caught, he hated it. What he grew to hate the most was the smell of Satan. A strange smell that gave hint as to Satan was still obeying God, by disobeying him. Garakon had stayed dormant within this chamber now for so long that he had come into a strange state of hybernation, almost. He had a manner of appeasing his status. He had no way to spy into the outside. The souls he had occupied had actually gotten to rest in peace for a period of time. This angered him greatly. This was a weakness as the souls would become lazy and unused. It means it would be very slow for him to get onto his feet. He had learned only one thing in his imprisonment. The language of the Void Demons. They taunted and tanalized him daily untill he spoke back. At first they went silent, not knowing how to deal with him. Then eventually stories where shared and Garakon learned about the Void Demons, and hey came to know every aspect of him.
The Void Demons where like a collective hive with very little individuality. However one of these odd balls that had a small level of individualism, became friends with their prisoner. Garakon survived the boredom through this demon who soon gained more indiduality and personal though thanks to garakon. They both owed eachother and they both knew it. Eventually a great demon would die nearby enough for Garakon to syphon the soul near to the cage. Now as it was the soul could not enter the cell. Thus Garakon could not eat or use the soul. So he made a deal with the void demon. Freedom for Freedom. When and if it happened the void demon would perform a ritual that would turn the soul into a void demon. The strange ritual causes a massive explosion of all elements and then a void hole in it's absence as the soul explodes and then is rebuilt into something almost hollow. The more powerful the soul the more powerful the reaction.
Finally that day had come, A powerful Ice demon had been slain. Garakon had an unparralleled leel of anticipation and lust as he pulled the soul toward him. Upon it's arrival his friend was waiting. Thus the ritual would begin.
The soul looked around hissing angrily when the red spiritual chains would latch it in place. Circles of runic text in the void language, a text even Satan knew nothing of, appeared all around the soul. The strange symbols grew and converged upon the soul lining it's frame. The letters would spin around it's body then halt loosing the glow as they permanently attatched to the soul. Te souls eyes would glow and omit all colors constantly changing and they would look like beams of light, while it screamed in horror and pain. A matter of moments went by and there was a massive, massive explosion. This explosion was so large the void energy within the void was thrown out of the top of the crevace and the shockwave flew outward for a good distance.
Garakon was staring at the inside of his cell with a smile upon his wicked maw. Multiple cracks had appeared on the interiors walls, and energy spilled from them. His power stirred from it's slumber while the void hole would form and pull in the surroundings. This hole had no effect upon the synth void cage. Thus Garakon gathered his own energies reawakening his power which he had not been able to feel for centuries. The hole did it's bussiness and collapsed. In it's place was a demonic figure, slightly different from the other void demons as they where older. A powerful force took the new void demon deep into the crevace where no living thing could go.
Meanwhile Garakon had gathered almost all his purple soul energy to his body and made some strang ehissing noises so his friend would back away. He used all of the energy he could muster. From outside of the crevace it would appear that a massive purple flame shot upward out of the crevace and made a massive pillar of purple flames. Garakon shot upward and landed face first on the edge of the crevace outside of it. His plan had worked and now he was happy in a manner few could relate too. His friend came to the surface and whispered some hisses than sank back deep into the crevace. The next final omittion of energy belonged to none other than Satan's soul. The strong energy of hate and perpetual tortue shot up so most if not all of Hell could see the soul of Satan. All it would do is let out a blood curtling scream and leave a warning.
"My most evil, turned against me, now free again."
Ultimately this didn't tell anyone much of anything. This made Garakon thankful as the apparition faded into nothingness. He forced himself to stand, he could breath and move. A wry smile upon his face invisable to anyone around as his armor covered the full extent of his body. His cloak was nowhere to be seen. He turned to see the fortress of Kikyo off in the far distance. He would go there to rebuild himself for now. His feet began to move leaving massive plated boot prints in his wake amongst the firedust of Hell. Now the last Soul Demon Walks again.
Garakon didn't have to walk far untill he faced the front gates of the fortress. As he approached the two guards would glance at eachother than stop him with two massive swords. They had never seen anything like it befor. there where so many plates of armor upon this demon that he might of well have been living armor. There was literally no opening anywhere on his body. "Who Goes there and what is your purpose?"
Garakon halted, his terrible purple ees beated through the small slots where a special form of saul matter had been placed for protection of his eyes. He looked at this as an opportunity. "You mean you haven't heard of me? Very well let me educate you." With that two tentacles had shot out from the ground behind their defences and with what appeared to be two mouths latched onto their faces. The guards struggled but where soon paralyzed and a red fluid of their blood going through the tentacles would be seen through clear joint like pieces on them. the tentacles where attatched to his back and the blood flowed into him. The purpose of this is unknown to most. Once the blood had flowed out so the guard where empty a purple energy would shock them throwing the two of them back a few feet and the tentacles would retract. The two belched out a black orb which was their souls. The two guards now undead and soulless stood guard just as vigilant as before. Only stronger and more creepy looking. The two orbs hovered in front of Garakon and he opened his mouth. The plates on his face would shift showing his massive maw and the orbs flew into his mouth. He closed the maw and the facial cover closed with it. After a few moments he walked through the gates uncontested. He felt their souls struggle as his long since starved stomache hadn't had any sul to digest in centuries. As a sign of digestion the top hems of his cloak where visable once again and slowly filled out. It would take may more souls to restore the cloak but he only planned to kill one more demon. He wasn't playing around.
He walked into the barracks area where several of the lowest ranking demons ran about doing the biddings of the higher ups. Garakon's Rank insignia was so old no one would recognize it so he said nothing. He knew he had to start over. Many of these lower ranks looked at him confused and with blank stares. They had no idea who he was. Garakon looked around and there was a company he finally found that had just broken from a formation. The captain was now talking with three lieutenants. He walked up to them, "Sir you have something that belongs to me." He stated to the Captain.
The captain looked at him full of anger, "What the hell are you talking about?"
The rule to replace an officer of higher rank without technical promotion had remained the same. Three legitamate witnesses present as you kill or prove your better than the said officer. Garakon was straight forward. His hand grabbed the rank tearing a piece of the chest off as well. While his other hand drew his wonderous sword and it went through the demon captains neck with ease. His head rolled off he put the rank on his shoulder and said to the lieutenants, "I'm the new CO for Kilo Company and your new Captain Garakon." He turned to where the building which had the higher ups who where in charge of deployments where and began to walk in that direction grabbing the soul which began to slide from the neck of the now falling corpse. He ate it in the same manner as the others. He then entered the office with three lieutenants staring at him dumbfounded.
The one in charge of operations was in the process of denying Garakon without meeting him as he scanned the paperwork, mainly because there where a few amongst Hell's ranks that knew what was going onwith Hells leadership. Garakon in his few hours had caught wind of it himself. Garakon then came bustling into the chamber, "Sir I already know your plan to deny my request for the deployment. However give me a chance to explain something. For a good while there has been no avctivity amongst the troops and they grow bored and begin to quetsion the motives of things. To bring their eyes away from such matters they need not see like the leadership issue give me this deployment so demons all around the ranks will see there are things going on. The real problem is everyone wants their Battalions and Company's organized for the primary battles which are likely not going to happen for a while. This will help any major changes run over more smoothly as well."
Garakon, bold and decisive had put in his two cents. The officer looked at him with dark beedy eyes, "Fine you can deploy. Know this however when the situation is resolved and the higher ups ask why everyone is not here, and why Kilo company is deployed I'm leaving you to answer for yourself." He stamped his seal of aprooval and sent Garakon away.
Garakon next was seen in front of the whole of Kilo Company. they where in formation, "Greetings my fellow Demons, Apparitions, and Unholy's. I am you're new CO. I replaced the former Captain for his incompetence. I bring you great news. We are to deploy to Earth immediately. You have a few hours to gather yourselves and your things before we depart for the first war anyone has seen in awhile. Officers and Platoon Sergeants to the front."
The officers and platoon Sergeants came forward. "Here is our mission, We are going to make a human town Rosealee a forward outpost. It will become demonified (A form of corruption) Destroy any resistances and turn their souls into more demons to swell Hells Ranks. We will then stay for awhile to build it into a forward operations outpost for further operations on Earth." After being dismissed the demons all roared in glee and ran off to take care of their own business.
OOC: Sorry if this is long as all craziness but this is for all those who are not involved and get them involved. this should basically go unnoticed to the highest positions of the Heaven Vs Hell RP and will honestly not effect much of anything.
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:41 pm
Roy stood there. "What do you offer to show you were loyal to both Kikyo and my father?"
((Lillium, you should post as well.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:55 pm
Oni would slowly reach into his jacket pocket as he had done before Roy had run off and pull out the same piece of parchment he had at that moment. He would flip the paper around in his fingers so that Kikyo's Seal could be seen, although it was broken showing that someone had seen the contents of the paper once already.
"This is the contract that bound me to Kikyo herself, the contract I used to stay in service when your father lead Hell. This is the only piece of paper in existence that proves my claim."
Slowly Oni would move towards Roy and once the blade of Roy's halberd was touching Oni's chest the summoner would extend his arm and hold the paper out to Roy. He knew Lance had already caught up but Lance was at the back of his mind, he had no want to fight at this moment. Oni only hoped that Lance held his blade for Roy's sake.
"I am willing to show you my proof in hopes of not being forced to spill anymore blood than I already have."
Turning his head to face Lance Oni would let out a small sigh before addressing him.
"Lance you've seen how much stronger I've become. You know that Kestral is far stronger than Roy and yourself. Do you really want to press on in such a hopeless situation? I have no intention of making anymore unnecessary sacrifices. I have already slain three of Hell's Royal Guards, do I need to take out one of our few remaining skilled fighters as well to get my point across."
Without even knowing it Oni may have said something that would cause Roy to see him in a different light, that is if Roy remembered his time traveling with Baldr. Roy may remember talking with Baldr while on a mission to attempt to meet with the Leader of Heaven and talking about not making an unnecessary sacrifice against Kite and the warriors of Heaven just to keep Roy safe. Oni doesn't know about any of that, but maybe that small key phrase that he said to Lance combined with his proof of working for Hell will change the outcome of this encounter.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 12:26 am
"Let's be clear on this I don't trust you Oni, with darkness it surrounds you, why would Roy even think of listening to you." He said glaring at him
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