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It had been a few weeks that Scarlet was on earth.But in the weeks that had passed in the underworld,it was looking rather grim,litterly!Jarnel,the imp that Drako and Scarlet always had problems with since he did not approve of their run of the Netherworld.He wanted Nocturne back on the throne,but Scarlet has beeen keeping a close eye on him since the last war.He was up to something and had all the demons of the relm in an uproar and Scotts couldn't find Scarlet this time.He began to panic and tryed to find Drako but even his magical trail was gone.It just vanashed! "Oh God!Something big and most defenatly horrible is going to happen soon."Scotts simply bowed his head in sadness.Even the fines in the realm were begining to dim and a fw even went out.A sure sign that there was armagetton comming to the throne or to the realm.Scotts quietly said " Scarlet?You had better know what the hell you are pulling us into this time around."
Scarlet was in one of the hotels in the nearby town and was makeing her way down the street,her red cloak catching the wind and twirling in the breeze in a bizare dance of tangled cloth.A young woman who was not paying attention,bumped right into Scarlet and fell on the pavement.When she looked up,Scarlet offered a hand to help her up.THe woman cryed out in a panic and knelt before her.A green orb appeared and attached to a headpiece on her forhead.The woman stood up and spoke in an echoing voice as the orb and her eyes glowed green.
"Scarlet Knight,Queen of the Netherworld!Your husband,daughter, and realm are in peril.Sara the with will take over when your time is up.Protect them from her with your life.It's the only way!Please listen to me your highness!Only you can stop her!Protect Drako and Violet!"
Scarlet took a step back and withdrew her hand quickly.After the Seer had finished,she collapsed to the ground in a heap.Scarlet dove into action and grabbed her before she fell.The green orb was now gone but Scarlet didn't even notice.THe seer slowly began to come around and when she realised who's arm's she was in,she yelped and tryed to stand up.Scarlet let her.THe seer replyed "I'm sorry your highness!I hope I haven't frightened you.Even I don't remember what I predict.My name is Mirage.I should be going though,there are people to meet and places to see."Mirage made a low bow,her black trench coat sweeping out from under her.She then sprinted off into the town leaving Scarletto run after her.But Mirage had dissapeared into a tavern that unbeknownst to her,Drako was resideing in.

Vincent was done. He had abandoned the two lovers, realizing that one was dead, he had officially failed his whole mission. He sits back, his robe hanging on the wall next to the door, his normal black clothes glimmering in the firelight. "Ah... I wonder where he went. I could probably ask Scotts..." His head spins. "In fact, thats what I will do!" He gets up and grabs his robe, and opens a portal. He finds Scotts frantic over something. "Hey, dude, I need you to track down someone for me, Scarlet isn't here, and Drako has been off doing his own thing since the Sara incident." He looks at him funky. "Come on, man! Find Vertusk Khilack for me." Scotts hold ups a finger and shakes his head. "Your kidding me, right? You have no idea where he could be?" He sighs. He spins on his heels and portals himself into a bar. The people looked scared as he came through. "Drako! We have a problem I think!" He looks upon him. "We have a missing Vertusk, can't even have Scotts find his soul... I can't sense it neither."

Vincent Smirks and waves a hand through his blkack hair. "I guess I should just go to the Chamber of the Immortal, it is YOUR fight that you guys entrusted to him." He portals to Arion's Perch, and looks at the old wizard. "I need to the chamber, I need to plea to get someone back from the clutches of Death." Arion raises an eyebrow. "I failed." The wizard sighs and shakes his head, giving some lame excuse about how he couldn't do that. "******** you too old man!" He sighs and storms from the room. He needed to go somewhere, but where? He thinks about. The one place no one could find him, he is dead, he isn't in Oblivion, in Purg, or in Hell, so? Is there a Realm I am forgetting? His head clasps an idea. The Realm of the Lost? What was that called? He portals himself back to his own King, and kneels before him. "Sire, there is a need of mine, I know we are at war with the other Realms of Nothingness, but, one of the Sara killers is dead, I think... He may be in The Realm of the Lost." The man's eyes bulge, and he gets out of his seat.

"I know nothing of where that Realm is, I know of it, but, no one knows how to get in out out, even the Lord of that Realm is stuck in there, but, i know who can help you... His name is Yehweh. Talk to him in the Chamber, these times call for desperate measures, and your like a son to me Vin, I do thank you for the Just that you have spread throughout my Realm and the other Realms." The man opens a large portal, secured by an even larger door of gold and silver. He opens it, and Vincent walks through, unsure of what to expect. He finds himself in a room of Marble, with two large creatures guarding the one door. He approaches them, un afraid, for now, he feared Nothing, meaning, he only feared himself, and his Race. They stare him down.

"I must speak to Yehweh, he must lead me to the Realm of the Lost." They nod, and bar his entrance. "I really would rather not..." He summons Oblivion in its truest form, a large sword that he controlled by mind. They laugh and come at him. He recites the Nothing spell, a spell that literally undid you from the point of saying to he point of the end of time. They vanish from sight. He goes through the doors. "Sorry! I Undid your guards from this point on! Hehe, but I must talk to Yehweh, and I must get to the Realm of the Lost! Oh, and about it, I'll serve you guys in eternal servitude if I must, but Vertusk is there, so I believe." They are rumble at him, but God, who sat at the far end, sat still. He silences them, and points to the right god. Yehweh stands, and nods. "Its for the destruction of Sara. Oh, and btw, I forgot to mention, the whole servatude thing, well, I am dying now... so hurry it up if you wanna day!" He laughs, and soon he starts fading. IN fact, reciting the spell undid you as well, it was considered as putting your whole being into an attack, and so far, it had proven fatel to all those who had done it. Vincent gets his wish, and finds himself, tethered, to a portal, inside Limbo.

Vincent comes upon the city of Edge, and finds a pub. He materializes a picture of Vertusk in three dimensions, and he is pointed across the street to a hotel. "Figures." He gets there, to discover a bunch of drunks, and Vertusk entertaining them with a magician's trick, stealing their booze. "A drunk?!" Vertusk looks up, and shakes his head. The drunks get up and take offense. "Oh, you will see 'offense'." He grabs one of them, and throws him from the window, and then another into a nearby wal. Soon, the whores come out. Vertusk dashes. Vincent slumps his shoulders. "Ladies, Ladies! There is enough of me to go around, after I get that guy!" He chuckles and ju8mps from the window. His tether was getting strewn about, all the funner to watch as Vertusk gets to fly back on it. He drops to Vertusk's level.

"Look, man, I am not a drunk, and no way am I a Pimp, I have my wife to think about! I was trying something is all!" Vertusk pleads. "Now, um, excuse me?"

Vincent smiles. "Oh, this ought to be fun!" He grabs Vertusk and then ties the tether around his ankle. "Now, here." He hands Vertusk a note. It read "Eliza, honey, I am dying, I am dying for you, please take care of the kids, oh, and you know me, I am going to drink my worries away and probably get laid once more. Hehe, Love ya lots, Vincent Itenerant Wolfgang." He tucks it under Vertusk's sleeve, and then tugs on the rope. The rope starts to wind back,. and Vincent just laughs at Vertusk's expression. "No idea what'll happen to you, but this is going to be HELLA FUNNAH!" He sits down. Vertusk gets pulled off, through the window, out into the street, after coming down a couple flight of stairs, out to the bar, through it, back around a corner, into a street sign, up a couple buildings, down onto the concrete from a story high, and then dragged along the ground for fifty three miles to the portal. Vincent shakes his head and turnsa to the bar. "DRINKS ON ME LADIES!" He wraps an arm around them and then escorts them into the bar. "I am a dying man, and I want to be able to do what a man should, have sex like no other!"

Vincent walks the streets, his head hung low. He had spent money on the whores drinks, and told them to leave him be for the night. He had nothing to do as of now, except think of his now lost wife. He kicks a stone and then thinks. "Vertusk better be happy, I will kill the b*****d if I see him again. He sits on a curb and looks up to the black sky. Nothing, no light at all, and yet the buildings seemed to be lit up like it was day. It was the oddest thing, yet he was comfortable with it. "Fitting place for a Nothing to die permanantly. Fitting place-"

"Indeed." Vincent turns to see a man, black hair and the same rob as him. "Vincent huh? The Nothing Spell? Good one, used it to get here huh? IO did the same thing before you, but it seems you stayed there too long, your more faded, I guess. I guees I should end your misery." He pulls a blade, and then impales Vincent. Vincent's eyes go wide, but he otherwise lets it happen. Soon, his life is gone from then on.

Vertusk wakes from a bad dream in the woods. His head hurt, and his gut had a hole in it. "Wait, what?!" He stares down at his wound, and then grumbles a bit. He feels himself, and he felt cold and dead. "Oh, that hurts...." He sighs and looks for his staff, which had been somewhere. He tries his best to search for it, and finds his staff dangling from a vine, about twenty feet from him. He staggers upright, and then finds it goes towards it. He falls about a yard from it. "Damn me and my crazy inclinations to fight Yuki, damn me and everything.." He curses loudly. He gets back up, and falls, grabbing it. It comes lose and he lays there. He thinks of ways he could help himself, but being without magics hindered every plan of his. He resigns himself to walking along using the staff to help himself. He gets out of the woods to see no one. He thinks about it and then turns due East. He arrives at the gates to see the guards in a frantic pace. They see him and usher him along to Yuki's chamber, where they tell him of how she is sealed inside and can't come out. His eyes turn grave and he turns from the sealed door and starts walking to the throne. "I have no way of helping her, I doubt she could hear me, and I also doubt that she will care, she almost killed.." He falls silent, relying on what seemed like a dream. "No, she did kill me..." His eyes fall to the massive throne that his hand was resting on. He shakes his head and looks to the guards. "You four, come with me." With them, he finds his way back to the sealed door. "Honey?" He looks at it, his face perplexed. He grabs his staff, and with a mighty heave, which made him bleed again, he rams it into the fire, the Atlantis Sliver glows a deep gold, and turns an even deeper black. He flies back, which causes his wound to worsen, but the seal on the door flickers slightly. He looks up to it, and sighs. "I give up..." His hand finds its way to the wound, and he slumps down. "I really wish I could have some help.."

Vertusk sees the door, and smells the blood. "No..." He jumps up, and limps in, slowly. He sees her, and then it pops. He falls to the ground trying to reach out. The guards rush in to take in the scene. "Yuki!" Vertusk is barely able to get out. "My love please!" He reaches out again. Then falls on his face. He was too weak, and he smelt the blood, it enticed him, and he raises himself, and just latches on to the spot, mindlessly taking it in. It made him feel stronger. The color returns to his face, and his limbs become more solid.