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 Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:10 pm
"Roulin you f****** bleeding heart!" He shouted as the bolt struck him, blocking his negation attack. He felt his nervous system overloading from the shock but he would be alright. He looked up at the stalker cloud. He focused as his telekinesis began to break up the cloud on the cellular level. "Roulin I swear if we live through this I'll burry you next to Putin!" he shouted as he started to get up. He looked towards Timothy, "You're quite the low man. Playing off people's every weakness. I must say.....I can see myself being just like you. But sadly, we both can't walk away from this." He said as his architech seal flashed in his eyes. He felt the negation began to flow from his hands. "I suppose you've proven I can't kill you with conventional means." He looked towards the electrifying Owl, his powers were truly to be feared. Lucien shot forward, with his free hand he swiped his hand across his face as razor wires began to slash through the glass storm. He raised his hand to unleash the negation, however before it made a connection he felt his body beginning to disappear. "Hm?" He looked down at his now vanishing legs. "Looks like you get this one free Timothy. Be warned though Heralds were made to keep the world in balance, but none of you match up to the great four. You simply have the advantage of years of experience over me. Next time we meet I recommend you kill me, otherwise I'll slice your head off and be sure to take that power of yours for myself." he said with a dark smile as he to vanished like the others.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 1:24 am
With his now healing yet still torn arm, Roulin reached for Lucien as if to keep him on the battlefield. He could feel the stronger energies vanishing one by one. Fear over took the young owl. Was this a Herald trap all along? They didn't seem to be attacking any members of The Fallen Phoenix. Maybe it was. Maybe this was it. Once Lucien vanished, Roulin focused his attention on Timothy, the cold, heartless Owl who had did away with his once best friend. "Goddamn you!" cried the furious teen. "If you're to kill someone Tim, then let it be just me! Let her go!" He was referring to his still healing partner atop the scyscraper behind him. "You don't have to take this out on her, Lucien or anyone else!"
"I'm afraid I cannot do that Presidiomni. You've survived us too many times now...starting to become a bother." Timothy calmly responded. His eyes were now leveled once again with dull intensity. He was ready to kill now. "I have a hunch of how you managed to escape me a few years back, but I'll confront it when the chance arises. Until then, I'm going to be frying both you and your friend up there. It was fun watching you try to follow in your father's footsteps. The game is over now."
"You ******** machine...." While barely holding back Tim's quarter powered attack, Roulin's destroyed arm lifted up, his hand cringed as if choking the Herald. As his fingertips enclosed, dimples appeared around Timothy's neck. The Herald found himself frozen in place now. Roulin's fingers relaxed and his index finger pointed at the electric owl. The expression on Timothy' electric face had changed from indifferent to frustratedly confused. The transformation that was taking place before him was...different. He could see in the teen's eyes his Architect Seal, but they were darker than normal. His aura was now abrasive and direct.
Roulin's finger slowly began to edge it's way over to the side. Timothy's electric form was cancelled out leaving him a fleshling once again. The Herald's eyes widened with suprise. He couldn't move a muscle. His forehead began to bleed as a stinging pain shot through it. His nerves were on fire and the pain only increased until finally, Roulin vanished just as his team had minutes ago...
Timothy fell to the ground clenching his chest and gasping for air. What had Roulin done to him? His left eye was closed to keep blood from seeping into it. Looking up to where the absorbing owl had just stood, he wondered. The herald knew Roulin didn't have the power to take him out of his elemental let alone inflict a seeping wound upon him. "Children....they're getting stronger by the day..." Grinning not, Timothy coughed twice, then focused on his stalker cloud. It was hovering over Cecilia now...in seconds it would deem her a target due to her inactivity...undoubtedly, this would bring out what he'd seen in Roulin just now. That monstrous aura that only Lucien possessed. Undoubtedly, this woud put a smile on his face. "Goodbye, Cecilia."
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 2:22 am
Kojiro listened to him intently,"...You protection?...What is that supposed to mean?!" in the state he was in, that could have meant anything to him at that point. Kojiro glared at him,"...My People?...If you did anything to harm them I'll rip you apart..." he warned, he became more and more agitated as his rage boiled over,"My choice?!...quit toying with me!....I don't understand!...what path to take...what to do...nothing!" he rushed his and then flung his scythe as it spun rapidly towards him, as the Satan OWL vanished, the scythe kept going and then sunk into the wall, Kojiro shattered it and let his hands drop,"...He is gone...", he looked at his hands, they were cut up and covered in blood, he looked around as he realized who he heartlessly slaughtered, he felt sick as he realized what he had done, he thought back to Aaliyah,"...Raven...Raven!..." they needed to retreat, he did not want to see anyone else die, it was something he never wanted to experience, hopefully she would understand, As he began to step off he felt a sound of something breaking, he reached towards where the rods had skewered his body, the ice was breaking away, and the ice supporting his leg. He was like a broken toy held together by cheap tape, as his rage cooled, the sign on his eye began to fade as well, along with the strength he forced, he grimaced as he felt wounds re-open,"Path?...What path?!....there is is nothing but war and sorrow blocking my vision...how do I even know where I'm going....I'm not wasting my time with this..." Kojiro doubled over and coughed lightly, blood appeared in his hand as he covered his mouth,"...That's not good..." he stammered, lightheartedly despite the fear in his voice,"...I can't die yet though..." he mumbled began to head down the street as he continued calling Raven's name desperately hoping for a response.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 5:28 am
(sorry been with a friend most of the last few days so it was hard to get on)
Demios frowned as he noticed Genya and Bailey disappear "Genya!" He yelled as he vanished. He wasn't sure what had caused it, but he forced himself to stand and put his hands up causing them to glow with a light energy. That is until he began to feel weird "...who is doing this" He said. He then saw what appeared to be a flash and before he could even begin a chant he vanished unsure where he went.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 9:43 am
With Cecilia's body still healing, she could not move from her place. Yet, she could still sense the energies throughout the city. Some she recognized, some she didn't. She knew that she would be safe for now with the field around her, which suspended her a few feet above the building. However, she would soon be exposed as the shield flickered and disappeared completely causing her to fall towards the roof of the building, which she had been laying upon. She bit her lip to keep herself from crying out in pain and opened her eyes, gasping as a cloud came towards her. She did not know where the cloud had come from, but she had a feeling that it could prove fatal to her if she did not move. However, she was unable to. She closed her eyes waiting to feel the cold embrace of death when she suddenly disappeared from her place atop the building and reappeared in a place that was not the desolation of the now ruined New York.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 10:34 am
((TFP---Raven))
Raven’s feeling was confirmed when another Herald showed up. Adam, the Gravity Herald. She managed to bring forth a shockwave fast and strong enough to deflect the oncoming dumpster. But it was at the severe cost of her energy. “They wouldn’t have survived long alone…” Her eyes narrowed suspiciously at Adam’s next sentence “Not going to kill me? Heh, why should I believe that?” Raven was still sitting in the shelter where Johan had left her. She was pretty much screwed. “I have plenty of hope, Herald.” She was not going to move from where she sat, she did not want to nor did she have to. “Now, do enlighten me with why it is you said I won’t be killed. Surely I am just as much of a pain in the neck for you as the UNS is for me.”
((UNS---Daryle))
Daryle was to busy laughing his little head off, to notice the others all vanishing. When he stopped laughing and wiped away the tears it had brought. He noticed that he was now all alone. “Ahhh!!! Where did they all go?!” Daryle began to look around the café in search of the others, lifting up table mats and checking beneath tables. But his friends were no where to be seen. “All by myself! Don’t wanna be, all by myself!!” It was in that moment that he too began to vanish. “Oh my! I feel like Ser----“ Poof! Daryle Saxton had vanished from the ravaged streets of New York.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 11:38 am
"Believe me Raven you are indeed a thorn in our side, however you're a useful thorn." He said as he continued to walk forward. "If it makes you feel better you're one of the few people who the heralds even bother to spend time getting, in a sense you should feel honored." He looked towards her with his usual monotone look on his face. "Hope? Is that right?" He asked. He flicked his fingers up as the gravity around her disappeared. The objects not nailed down to the ground began to float upward to a certain degree, he didn't want them floating into the sky. "Believe me the minute you cease to be useful you'll join that girl over there." he said pointing to the lifeless body of Aaliyah, "You're a terrorist, scum, vermin nothing more." He said as he returned gravity sending her along with the objects around her back to the ground.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 2:43 pm
“Honoured even? I don’t think so. Why would I feel honoured being associated with the likes of you?” Raven did not batter an eyelid as the gravity disappeared and she was left floating in the air. Her perfect façade was soon disturbed when Adam indicated towards a recognisable lifeless form. “A…A…Aaliyah!” When the gravity returned, and she was sent falling to the floor, a slightly sadistic smile played on the corner of her lips as she looked up at the Gravity Herald. “A terrorist? Heh, you can call me that. However, I feel the bigger terrorist is standing before my very eyes.” Using her less damaged arm, Raven pulled herself to her feet. “The Heralds destroyed Australia a few years back…That was the biggest Terrorist act in recent years. I have yet to go that far.” She stepped closer towards Adam, her twisted smile unwavering. “To me, you are worse then scum. Do not think of yourself as all high and mighty when you are more like me then you would ever want to admit.”
Raven summoned forth am shockwave, sending it toward Adam. Though it was not of its usual ferocity, the force behind it would still do a painful amount of damage. Reminiscent of a small car hitting someone in the chest. The fact that Aaliyah was dead left a painful hole in the blonde girls heart. She knew that there would be more losses in the wake of this battle. Right now, she wanted to take her anger out on something or someone, be it city or herald. “Now, why is it that I am useful to the heralds? You have yet to explain further.” She barked out with venom coating each word.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 3:54 pm
Chapter 3: Unstoppable Forces...Unmovable Objects
(AN: TNO/UNS are in the same place. Che's old house in Virginia. TFP/The Heralds are still talking in NY.)
"My god you guys are fat!" A grizzled and raspy voice echoed throughout the old, vine ridden, bug infested house. "It was not easy teleporting you all here! Whew...let me tell you..." Those that were located in the living room of the age beaten house would find it more than hard to believe that the man upon the dusty dark green couch was the one who had saved them all from impending destruction. As foolishly brazen as the man was, even he knew danger when he felt it. All animals did. "Now none of you bastards can't say that Mr. Moses hasn't help any of ya."
Thomas looked to his right. There was a hallway lined with pictures. What was in the frames were hard to see due to the tightly packed dust that rested upon them. The cobwebs lines the hallway, giving the house an even more aged visual. "Yuck. Che! You let this place go to hell boy!" In front of the dark man was a carpet of many colors. It was perfectly circular. Just beyond that, and a love seat to it's left, was the front door. Thomas doubted anyone would be leaving anytime soon. There was business to be conducted now. It was up to each team to decide if they wanted to listen or not.
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~I'm finally going to get the chance to repay Raven for what she did to me....~ thought the fledgling Herald of Light as he passed between building after building. He'd already blown through three building already on his way to The Quaking Owl. Hoping that she was at tip top fighting form, he sped up slightly, anxiously passing between building after building.
Just when his excitement was at it's peak, he found himself streaming through an off white plaster wall and into a bathroom mirror. "What the heck!?" He had turned just in time to avoid any cuts from the mirror, but he did still strike it with a loud thud and a crack. He fell onto the sink, then onto the floor. There were roaches nearly coating the floor and when he say them scurrying away, he leaped to his feet and fell backwards onto the hallway wall. To his left was Thomas who simply sat, watching the akward teen's numerous follies. "You! You b*****d! Where is everyone! What've you done with them?!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 5:54 pm
Che was outside looking off into the distance. Unfortunately, the trees that lined most of the neighborhood shortened the distance to about a couple of meters. The cardinals chirped and the dogs barked. The cats mewoed...the wood creaked and the Thomas he could still smell from where he stood. The bushy haired bum whipped his right hand up and kept his index and middle fingers pointed through the motion. The cardinal was halved where it stood, but it didn't slide apart like some horror movie scene. It just bled from it's head down. What a suprise the little neighbor girl would get when she found the nice little birdie.
It was more than apparent that Che, the happy-go-lucky man of the Owl world, was a tad peeved. Thomas, he felt, was dead only minutes ago. Now he was in his house sitting on his old sofa as if they were casual friends or something. In the back of his mind, he knew that he had made a mistake in not being thorough. Death was hidden among his friends and family after they'd fought. Was it that he wanted to get Amara and Noel out of there as fast as he could? Hardly. Che knew it was negligence. It was this notion that lead to the death of the red bird across the street. "Sounds like Roulin is up...damn it Timothy..."
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The dust covered bed was now dampened with blood. Alot of it. The stain only grew as the multipurposed Owl's healing factor took longer to kick in. The dark pink muscles of his left arm still hung loosely from the assault that Timothy, the Herald of Electromagnetism had unleashed upon him. His charred bone was beginning to show a tinge of white now. That was good to see. The healing of his bone would go unnoticed though. For he was still rolling in agony atop the bed...
Roulin's pain had yet to subside. The damage that Timothy had done was taking ages for his body to assess. He knew that once it knew what to do and how to do it, things would go smoothly, but until then, he'd be drawing short breaths painfully through his teeth. The teen rolled over in the dust until finally, he fell on the floor. The rat he found was ignited due to his powers manifesting on their own. How long would this torment last? And what was that crashing through the bathroom?
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:03 pm
((UNS - Amaya))
"-eeee!" Amaya's sentence to Itachi finally finished, but she was totally not in New York anymore. "It-ta-chi?" She blinked as she heard Thomas's voice and then looked around as she heard more voices. Where was she? Why was Thomas talking about Che? She realized that there were people from different teams here because she didn't recognize that head at the end of the hallway. She, of course, did not recognize Anya because Anya's hair was blonde. And so, Amaya turned and.... crashed into the china closet opposite the hallway's entrance. "AHHH!"....and since that china closet was so aged....it gave way....with everything in it too. Ow.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:12 pm
Demios shook his head as he realized where he was. He found it strange to be in a new place. It took him a moment to get his barrings. He then turned as he herd Che. He still was untrusting of Che "What are we doing here" He said. He then remembered Genya had been teleported too. "Genya? Where is he?" He held his hands up causing them to glow with a small magical aura "Wheres Genya" He said worry and irritation showing in his voice. His cat ears twitched slightly as he did this.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:56 pm
((Other - Genya))
"To infinity and beyond!" A voice drifted into existence as a Japanese boy appeared in the air above Thomas. "Whee! Ah, ha! Ahhhhhh!" Bam! The Alchemist Owl crashed into Thomas from the air. "Ara?" Hie kitty ears twitched, much like Demios's did, as he stared with wide eyes at Thomas. "Oh, mister... you must have a variety of bacteria and other micro organisms on you! Nothing else explains the odor coming from you!" The scholar exclaimed as he got a close and first hand personal whiff of Thomas Banson Moses, the leader of the UNS. "You must either need better shampoo or have been cultivating microorganisms! How interesting!" The boy began to reach for his bag to grab a swab to get a sample of Thomas's skin. He was so interested he didn't realize who he was swabbing, who he had landed on, and where his surroundings were at all. Genya didn't realize that Demios wasn't next to him either.
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((UNS - Will))
Teleportion. Totally Thomas. However, the devil had no clue where this time. The location where he ended up was....familiar. Quite familiar, and he could hear Thomas below. Che's home. Mmm... no wonder it was familiar. It had its better days. Will then realized he wasn't touching the ground, and it was hard for him to move. What the f***! Damn you, Tommy boy. Will could see a bed and a night stand. He was in a bedroom, or at least, part of him was. The Satan Owl was stuck in between the first and second floor. The figure on the bed had been Roulin, but Will couldn't see him anymore because there was a loud thunk as the young Life Owl tumbled off the bed on the other side. He twitched as a rat scurried nearby, paused to look at him, seemed to laugh at him, squeaked and then ran away. "F****ing rat face," Will muttered, directing the comment to Thomas, who probably couldn't hear him anyway.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:58 pm
Nikolai could see that Anya was annoyed at the fact that the Satan Owl was talking to her out of thin air, so he decided not to push the matter further, and before he could ask what she wanted to do, he vanished into thin air. Teleportation was not Nik's favorite method of travel even when it worked correctly, but this time, Nik was not happy when he finished teleporting. Looking around, Nik seemed to be at eye level with a bunch of trees, which didn't make sense, he wasn't that tall. Then Nik looked down and saw he was on the roof of an old run down house, and simply said, "What the hell... why is it always me?" Sighing, Nik sat down on the roof and melted into his shadow before falling out of it a floor below him, then, melting into it once again, and standing up out of it upside down and looking around on the floor he was in to find a rather odd sight. A blond haired owl stuck in between floors next to him. "And I thought I had it bad... You okay buddy? That's not cutting you in half, right?" Nikolai walked around to the front of the blond haired owl so he could see him, though he was still hanging from the ceiling upside down. "If you're still in one piece I can probably help you out of there..." Nik swayed back and forth to the beat of his music, waiting for the man to say something. Nik, of course, completely ignored Roulin in general, while he was aware he was there, he didn't particularly care at the moment.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 7:10 pm
Cecilia glanced around. The house she was in had clearly not been lived in for quite some time given the inches of dust all over everything and the cobwebs. She appeared to be lying on the floor of a small bedroom. With a wincing pain, she sat up and looked around. Where was she? Who had sent her here? She looked down at her chest and saw that the bullet wound was now mostly heeled leaving only a small scar. However, the upper half of her body was still covered in blood. The young Cosmic Owl slowly stood, yet she was forced to hold onto the wall. A spider ran across her fingers. She shrieked and shook it off vigorously. Why couldn't she have reappeared at a Hilton or something of that nature? Cecilia wasn't scared of many things, but like most girls she did hold a fear of the creepy crawlies.
She made her way out of the bedroom and down the hallway. Halfway down, she heard the screams of someone in agony. Immediately her heart filled with fear. "Roulin..." she said worriedly. As quickly as her injuries would allow, she hurried down the corridor towards the room where the screams were coming from. Pushing open the door, Cecilia gasped at what she had seen. Roulin was writhing and screaming. The condition that he was in forced Cecilia to swallow back some bile that rose in her throat. She could also hear more voices elsewhere in the house, yet her eyes remained on Roulin. Cecilia bit her lip worriedly and stepped further into the room. This was a time that she wished she had the ability to heal, but alas...she was not born with such an ability.
The young blue woman approached Roulin and fell to her knees right beside him. This is all my fault, she thought to herself. If he hadn't been trying to keep that shield around me and healing me, he could have fought that Herald with his full potential. But it's because of me that he's in this condition, she thought sadly. She did thank whichever deity was listening at the moment that he was not dead. Yet, she knew that it would take him awhile to heal. And until that happened, she would not leave his side. He had stayed by her side before, now it was her time to stay by his. Her bullet wound twinged painfully, but it was more or less an annoying pain like someone was repeatedly pinching her.
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