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Out of the depth's of Morrigan's Crypt, it stirred.

The generator, kicking into gear, and the bright lights of the interior would erupt in a sea of acid green. It would blind any who looked upon it's beauty.

It was time, time for everything to take a halt. Minase would step downstairs, donning a pair of inch thick glass goggles, that would prevent any eye damage.

"It is time... Our race is depleting off of this plain."

Minase would have checked his watch, and nodded. Nearing the hour, the generator would power up a device to transport all Rigidl gene carriers. Including himself.

Rayn, Quinton, Arpegius, Liara, Lilith, Kobei, Morrigan, Kaiden, Jade, Eva, Winston, and Minase would all be welcomed into thier new home. The Pendants all of the family members would be re-built, and form a Forcefield around the Crypt, strong enough, that any form of energy, or anti-matter, or blast would be prevented. (Making it a GM forcefield, same as the Barrier around Mastema's castle. I made this, to ensure that noone tampers with the Crypt. All outside roleplay will not effect this storyline. You will have to work around it, since I am leaving.)

Minase would leave in the care of KB, Kobei's freshly birthed children. KB would be a father of two girls, and one son. He had cleaned them up to the best of thier ability, and wrapped them in individual blankets in the backseat of the Car. Around each delicate neck, was placed three different stones. One Black, belonging to the first girl, one Blue, belonging to the second, and one red, belonging to the boy. (KB, you can take care of these characters to your own whim. Once I return, we will progress these characters if you wish.)

The first girl, wore a ribbon on her left shoulder, with the name 'Olivia' Sewn into it.

The Boy, wore a ribbon upon his left ankle, reading 'Suram.'

The second girl, would have a ribbon tied around her right wrist, 'Vona.'

Of course, Minase was most powerful enough to do this. Why wouldn't he be? He had been training to become a Seraphim among the Choir that Quinton belonged to.

Standing before him, were all of the Tanks needed to Freeze each individual. He would step into his own, just as everyone arrived, and the crypt would close up. It turned dark, and everything was quiet.

As you would enter the forest surrounding the Crypt, silence would become the only thing heard. The forcefield would make sure of that. Once anyone was in the safetly of the Crypt grounds, any form of fighting, or destructive nature would toss the person(s) out.

(There is a very obvious answer to get everything back to normal. But time will show that upon my return.)

-This is an open roleplay. Anyone may use it, I would suggest KB once he figures out what has to be done to get inside. I also welcome anyone else, alike Mugiri, if he so wishes. All characters that are currently being roleplayed by me, are now in this crypt. In thier place, lies a parchment, leaving the directions to the crypt.-

OOC: I hope you don't mind my intrusion. (^_^)

Koyuki had been blown to the ground, as the strong blast occured, falling oddly. The demon had flinched as she felt her skin being cut, here and there, by flying debris. The girl finally deemed it safe to lift her arms from covering her bright green eyes, and protecting her face.

The smoke had begun to clear, and as it did so, Koyuki saw a small form huddled off in the middle of it all. She began to stand up, and winced. Pressure upon her left ankle cause sharp pain to shoot up her leg. A quick glance allowed her to acknowledge the injury, and then, she limped over towards the naked figure in the remainders.

She saw the girl move back, and Koyuki immediately stopped her advance. Standing now not too far from the girl, she realized that the creature was shivering. Koyuki unclasped her cloak, revealing her dark attire, and held it out in front of her, "It's ok. I'm not going to hurt you." Out of the corner of an eye, the demon saw blood trailing down one arm, "You need to get something on. This'll make you warmer." While Koyuki spoke cooly, she did not speak with any dangerous tone.

The cracking of branches, and leaves were heard as Rayn climbed the tree, as high as she could. Her heart, pounding with furious joy, and rage.

Rayn would look down, and then to another tree. The branches were much close together. Leaping from tree to tree would seem an impossible task, but it wasn't that much of a challenge. Taking a few steps back, she sorted her balance, then ran along a thick branch, forcing herself to leap to another tree.

She missed, and started to fall.

-Deep rumbling can be heard off, and on. Sunlight can barely be seen, a light fog drifts throughout the trees. The ground is damp with dew and hidden under masses of twig, and debris, pits and cracks await you to lose your footing.

Months had passed since their escape. Both KB and Kobei had made their way to the outskirts of the BC grounds. However, with the death of the family, Kobei was absorbed back into the crypt. Unknown the whereabouts to her first born, and KB wandering about the world a free man, Kobei rested deep underground. The crypt was overgrown with vines, moss, and other 'exotic' plant life. By now, it would seem that nothing inhabited that area, given that something happened there. Something quite important.

The deeper you went into the earth, you would hear the sound of an engine. Powering the only chamber left, the generator let out a calming hum.

A relaxed hand would appear out of the murky gel that intravenously fed. It would grope around the glass, and then retract. A few moments later, a fist would appear, thrust toward the glass, and then retract, leaving a trail of red.-

About the time that the fluid in the tank got down to shoulder level, Kobei concocted a plan. To first get herself out of the said tank that was trapping her, and second, get the ******** out of this place.

Pressing her already sore hands up against the glass, she would push upon the surface to force cracks. Chunks would crunch off, her arm slipping through the tank, and cutting along the entire way. Kobei yelled aloud, as it hurt greatly. She had made a decent enough opening to where she could feel a slight breeze, as well as the sting that came from her freshly cut arm.

KB had returned, though not in the frail human shell Kobei had so intimately known. He left such props of his will on the station where they were safer, amongst the stars so to speak. Indeed, this form that tore through the surrounding overgrown vegetation did so as if dressed in the gear of a soldier to conquer.

And so he was.

Whatever powers might bar him from that which he sought, he threw himself upon them. His eyes scanned over the place with a familiar little twitch, though his vision was blurred by images of his family and the chattering of many messages, targetting reticules, passive scans, all that junk to clutter one's mind in a constant barrage of information.

Still, he would claw his way to her if he had to. Leather-bound hands fell forwards, the black gloves there groping for any crease or crack to tear wider. Anything to open, lest he have to take a step back and unholster the seemingly minor weapon at his hip.

He was an impatient man, as always.

Twas gory, and KB instantly closed away the scans that would reveal her state. He wanted to bet on hope rather then medical information, even as the leatherbound hand send tanks and wires strewn about the facility. Mere hundreds of pounds to stop his lustbound ever-loving fury?

That's a ******** joke.

He tore through them like wet tissue paper, swept them away with the ease of a soft lover's touch upon fresh tears. They tore upon the fake-flesh that comprised his outer shell, a red liquid seeped between the gouges for the sake of keeping the illusion. Still he moved forwards, squeezing between the obstacles that proved to withstand his uncanny might. In a manner of moments he had burst through to her. A dark silhoutte, and forsaken mechanical angel there to rape her to cloud 9 in her most desperate time of need.

He would take her then, amongst the flickerings of light and the snaps of shorting circuits. Cradled into his arms and free of the glass and steel iron maiden that assaulted her perfect flesh. He gazed longingly upon her form, his free hand resting upon her belly even as the other looped high about her chest to hold her close. She was but a tool to him, her womb a miracle to find, and yet... he loved her so. He could not deny his need for her int he darkness there, even with all the superiority of being the perfect engine of destruction.

Need of her, always.

A kiss of life upon her lips as he effortlessly took her with him towards the nearby proper facilities, expertly searching for that which would revive his fair Juliet even after death.