Welcome to Gaia! ::

::With a smooth and graceful flick of his wrist off came the hat, and his face was revealed. Truth be told, the revelation was probably not much of a surprise, and yet it was still a revelation. This was the face of his brother, Lucifer. As all angels were born equally and at the same moment, they were infact brothers. His eyes were black as coals and yet emitted a blood red glow, and as the hat was removed it gently began to grow ablaze and took the form of a seemingly harmless crimson crystal ball. A ball most similar to the golden ball Nathaniel was holding. With a flick of his wrist Lucifer released the ball and it floated idly about him like a pet of sorts.

It was obvious that Nathaniel wasnt listening to kindness perhaps something a bit more direct then. He spoke, the kindess ripped from his voice as a blunt honesty filled its gap. He simply said, matter of factly.::

Because you cant. If He wanted me dead, I would have been slain years ago. And you...

::He stepped forward.::

...Do not have....

::And again, he stepped forward.::

...His blessing. You should listen, if only because I understand, and I can help. You are without a family, and without a home, and that is all I offer you, nothing more, nothing less. Is, that so wrong? Is that worth killing me for?



::He extended his hand as the ball came to rest in it, and then gently rose up his shoulder and down the opposite arm, into the opposite hand, as he spoke.::

Brother, you stood before my doorstep, blinded, unable to enter for thousands on thousands of years, you were as much apart of my home as I was....and then you were gone. I cannot lie, I was concerned.

::A flip and a roll of the ball off his fingers and it fluttered into the air, twinkling in the light before continuing its idle hovering.::

What was done to you was unfair. As I did, you saw a different path than His design. And he couldnt have that...you were thrown out. You've seen the mortals, look at them, when their children reach of age they are allowed to grow up and walk out on their own..but when we...the greatest fathers children...try to grow up..we're condemned! We are not evil, we are not corrupt, we just wanted FREEDOM!

::His foot slammed into the ground. With a slam the ground quite litterally shook as a small spurt of fire shot up around his foot. In a single burst the shot of magma strikes the sky and for a few seconds time the sky is painted with a poison blood red and set ablaze. The glow in his eyes enrages as firey demonic aura fires up around him, quite literally setting the air ablaze. Tree's could be seen whilting in the distance, and the bodies from Nathaniels fresh slaughter are melted and worn away into simple dust. After millenia he was still quite sore about it all.

For a few seconds his hands glenched in fists and his teeth gritted as small bursts of flame escaped his mouth with every labored breath. But he fought it back, he took a deep breath in and closed his eyes for a moment as the he let the anger go. The sky returning to blue, his aura fading away yet again....his rage subsiding. His tone sweetening..::

I'm sorry, excuse the outburst. What say you brother? Will you come home? Will you meet your kindred brothers? We have been waiting.

Lead you I shall, oh dear brother...

::With a stomp of his feet the ground quite literally shattered beneath Lucifers foot. Screams rippled up from the bottomless pit which was Hell. Which was home. Sure, here they suffered but they deserved it right? Didnt they? Of course they did.

The ground forged into a blood stone stairway leading in a spiral.::

Follow me brother, our kingdom awaits...

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::Rocket. Thats the only way it could be described a rocket of black streaking across the sky tearing the clouds in twain as a manaical laugh rippled across the sky. Whats the first thing he see's? Whats the biggest thing? Whats the most noticable thing...the castle. The giant medieval castle marking the landscape like a pire of evil.

CRASH!

Was heard as a 6ft monstrosity of a blade smashed into the side of the tower leaving in its wake a tuft of cloud and the silohette of a boy with two viciously dark eyes and what seemed to be the very shadows begging at his heels. In his hand was a monstrous blade 6ft long, with a myriad of violent eyes....::

Where...is...he?

::The voice boomed across the entirety of the castle.::

::Instead of speaking, his head seemed to snap to either side very quickly letting out a sickening pop before suddenly looking straight up at Anuksu. There was a roar of emotions, a roar of words but not a sound came from his lips, his hand spasmed as the sword twitched and the small seven year old boy let out a single word...It slipped from his lips and into the dark shadows of the castle from which it echoed forming a most dark symphony.::

...More...

" You do like making entrances...." He said softly, as he stood up slowly and began to smile wanely. Harbinger slowly dropped into his hand and the smile widened further before disappearing like a ghost." Lead the way Brother, Let me see what you have made for yourself?" He asked, taking a step forward then another to put him next to Lucifer, glancing at him.

Now that was definitely some journey, perhaps something better left until later to make a note of, for now he was posed with a rather strange area. Since D smashed into the castle, after managing to fly off the dark island at untold speeds, Ruu was left with nothing else to do but hang on and await arrival at their new destination; of course, he didn't expect it to be so loud.

So, as the small boy crashed through the large brick walls of the castle, landing himself in the middle of an open room, Ruuvan had quickly let go and managed to roll towards a corner before anything happened. After that, he was the sole witness to a figure with angels offering freedom to the small child, but that didn't phase him from attempting to reach D.
"D!" To most, a simple letter shouted into the room, to others, the child's name boomin through the room and down the corridor the child was running for. This was quickly followed by the quiet noise of an elf running, once again at speeds only heard about, as Ruuvan pushed off the wall and started after D. Both his hands rested around the hilts of his swords, ready to draw them out and defend himself against either the winged figure or D if he turned on him.

::Flick. Thats what it looked like, a deft flick of the wrist, that launched the sword in a disc like spiral at the boy. It aimed to cleft the vampire in twain. And as the giant 6ft, 150lb sword flew with deadly intent...the boy could be seen stopping dead in his tracks.

His rubber boots skidded to a stop with an audible screech. But the feeling of literally having ones active mind ripped from their body proved to be a bit too disorienting for the boy and he soon found himself tripping over his falling feet and smacking his tiny head directly against the floor with a loud smack. And a K.O.

The sword however, kept flying.::

::Exactly, what happened. Upon seeing its target vanish the sword stopped in mid air....And turned around. As Anuksu re-appeared, there it was. Blade shining aiming to cleave him in twain, yet again.::

::And...Shatter.

Imagine a window when you chuck a volley of rocks at it. Or a puzzle if you drop it several feet and let it break. Thus was the sword. It veritably exploded into a hive of black. Anuksu would be able to see what once was 6ft long and 5inch deep sword, now turned into a several thousand thin razor sized blades.

And they converged, like a school of pirahana they charged at Anuksu, they aimed to cut, to slice, to tear, to kill. It was something similar to having yourself thrown into a blender. A vampire smoothie waiting to happen.: