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Death
Jul 14, 2008 22:38:29 GMT -5
Post by Arual on Jul 14, 2008 22:38:29 GMT -5
Cecil was missed in the punch and he quickly drew up another ball and forced it into Darishan as best he could before that monster got to him first. Too late, the swords were raised, and when dropped, Cecil rolled on the ground and away from them. "Can't fight one on one, can you?" he thought sarcastically. He wished it was as easy a one on one as anything else. The two of them used to be an instoppable pair in practice battles and other fights long ago, but that changed long since today. The sword cut at his other shoulder though, with thier luck going for them; and clipped the skin on it, shedding more of his blood onto the ground. He sped backwards to where the ground had stayed flat and stable. It was a small bit, but enough for now. "Stage two, Electricity." Now the power went above the body of the weilder to great lengths. He aimed it at the monster with a double sized ball.
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Death
Jul 14, 2008 22:57:10 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jul 14, 2008 22:57:10 GMT -5
More than half of the skeletons were destroyed by the hair raising blast, the rest maimed but still a danger if close enough. The Necromancer had already tied together another spell, and out of the dust bubbled countless ... things, pale and translucent in the faint light. The size of a house cat, these things were like no cat on earth, unless the cat had been turned inside out at some point after being hit by a car. The large pink bulges where eyes should have been twitched constantly, and even their generous mouths seemed overfilled with thousands of teeth like long, paper-thin razors.
On rip-edged, curved claws they ran at Cecil in a numerous pack, spewing some kind of acid even as others tried to hook their invading appendages and sink in fangs.
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Death
Jul 14, 2008 23:03:04 GMT -5
Post by Arual on Jul 14, 2008 23:03:04 GMT -5
As for the cats....."Stage three, Fire." Multipule fireballs now hit the felines as Cecil sprung with cuts along his pants and into the skin, as he went into the air. There was a different fire attack now though, and it swirled around like a tornado, speed all alike, and hit the bones of the remnant army members. (like two of Sasukes real big fire balls put together) On top of the salty rocks the young man now stood, the sun beginning to rise from beneath its watery grave.
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Death
Jul 14, 2008 23:26:26 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jul 14, 2008 23:26:26 GMT -5
Gurgling, they twitched and writhed in the fiery inferno that became them; their thick, blackish blood seemed very flammable. It sat in pools below that still burned, lighting the battlefield in an eerie light. Shadows danced as they would, but then they seemed to pause. The darkness deepened, and it seemed to swallow everything, extending up and around until the blackest of night stole any vision. Only the pools of fire still burned, but even that faint light seemed suppressed, as if the shadow was alive and pushing down on it.
The temperature fell rapidly, and shuffling breaths could be heard with hints of mist billowing out as something stalked Cecil, ready to make its move.
Intoning it silently, the Necromancer now wrote with his own blood, which shriveled even as it was consumed by the arcane magic. His patience could outlast years, though Cecil Shan would not come to see them.
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Death
Jul 14, 2008 23:38:37 GMT -5
Post by Arual on Jul 14, 2008 23:38:37 GMT -5
Cecil could feel it there, and his blood went cold by that point. He turned around and went to see this creature of the necromancing magicks. "Heh, we still seem to be evenly matched with each other, Darishan..." he said loud enough for the other kid to hear, though it was only a statement, no feeling in it radiated toward the boy, just to Cecil's relief and amusement. His cut along his forehead seemed to stop bleeding, and he only noticed because everything else was. "....**BLEEP**...." he cursed as he turned to see what was behinf him in true light. Now the sun had risen a sliver above the water. Daylight wasnt too far away. Cecil went out on a limb now, and jumped from the monster and with the combination of the three powers in his hand, he struck them at Darishan to stop the chants or whatever else he was doing now.
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Death
Jul 15, 2008 21:06:31 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jul 15, 2008 21:06:31 GMT -5
The Necromancer raised his head, his white eyes blazing. He considered it and paused in his chants to say something in a more recognizable language as Cecil drastically reduced the distance between him. "Begone." The bones, set in the design of a disturbingly human-like creature down the back with one multi jointed claw curling over his shoulder, on his cloak flashed and separated as fast as an arrow. It launched off of Darishan's shoulder to meet Cecil with its huge hand ready to peel his face like an orange, a peculiar force surrounding it.
The other beast that had stalked Cecil from behind hissed with a metallic clicking, leaping up to tear apart his back. Shadows clung to it like fur, killing the grass where it touched.
Darishan made a soft sound of irritation. The distraction had been enough for his spell to fall apart, though his protector was fulfilling its purpose, at the very least. So Cecil thought they were of the same skill? Perhaps if the normal course of life had continued, they would have been. They both had held tremendous potential, after all. It was too bad that Darishan's had ended, and that Cecil's would... shortly. Blood always gave a spell worth. How many scores could he summon from this place?
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Death
Jul 15, 2008 21:17:10 GMT -5
Post by Arual on Jul 15, 2008 21:17:10 GMT -5
Cecil was hit by the one from the front of him, another scratch along his face; and it would have been worse were he not moving the other way from the monster. The young man who held his old final in his hand, decided something different then a minute ago. BOOM! The final went towards the two monsters, and Cecil's feet went out of wack on his landing and smeared everything Darishan had been working on; probably even tossing Darishan over some in the intended screw up. He flipped over, his shoulder with the hole through it hurt like mad as he landed on his hands to get back on his feet. Heh, the prankster side of young Cecil.
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Death
Jul 15, 2008 21:47:26 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jul 15, 2008 21:47:26 GMT -5
He staggered back, catching his balance only with the staff. Well, he had wanted only to destroy Cecil's body, but it seemed chances for that were waning. There was always a possibility, but it slimmed almost by Cecil's own choice. The shadow creature disappeared in the mass of energy Cecil let loose, but the one that had sprung from Darishan's cloaked merely broke apart and fell limply to the ground.
With a few crisp gestures and a murmured word, Darishan began to glow with an aura similar to his eyes, with sometimes a hint of blue shooting through the otherwise unrelieved white. The gash in his side was a distant pain he refused to acknowledge. "Return," he said, flatter than last Sunday's road pizza, and the bones of the skeleton twitched before rushing over to him. Instead of becoming a part of his cloak again, though, they seemed to fit themselves to his body, except for the mysteriously missing skull. He removed his cloak calmly and let it fall, being careful not to shred it with the claw bones that moved with his hands.
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Death
Jul 15, 2008 21:58:51 GMT -5
Post by Arual on Jul 15, 2008 21:58:51 GMT -5
The dust cleared and Cecil stood with his katana in hand once more, the sword not hanging inside the strap on his back. Then after picking it up from the ground which it fell to earlier, he sheathed it. The young man's red eyes now glowed in the premorning sunlight, the stars beginning to dim out; and his hand wiped the blood from his face where he was cut a moment before. "So, for someone about to die, I'm not doing to bad, huh?" Cecil chuckled mockingly at Darishan as he attacked with close combat moves. His poison dagger going for Darishan's face, scratching to the eye, something he absolutely needed. Kicks and punches were speedily thrown at Darishan too. His whole disposition changed from anything he had ever been known for. This wasn't even being overconfident...... This was like someone had taken over the poor boy's body.
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Death
Jul 15, 2008 22:21:44 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jul 15, 2008 22:21:44 GMT -5
Cecil could have been speaking German for all the response Darishan gave him. He countered Cecil's moves with agility, using either staff or bone. A screen of claws shielded his eyes, giving off blackish purple sparks, but for now his mind was not on his motions. The bones were of the daemon Tarrishkar, and though he controlled them on a higher level, they moved themselves to protect their master. He would take greater mastery of the reigns later when it was needed.
As of right now, his eyes were diamond hard in concentration, hardening and hardening until it seemed as if molten ruby poured into them, and tinges of bloody red whirled through his aura like a lightning storm. "Red Death," he whispered, feeling the knife gash his leg. It burned, but the poison would not hinder him. He had expected this knife, and he had experienced it more than enough in a previous battle to build a counteraction against it.
Driving his staff at Cecil's stomach with his left hand, he moved the other out in a lunge towards him. A touch was all that was needed.
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Death
Jul 15, 2008 22:35:56 GMT -5
Post by Arual on Jul 15, 2008 22:35:56 GMT -5
Cecil knew that look, and he took the advantage he had in letting the other boy get to use it on him. However, as Cecil slid back, totally fine for some astonishing reason; In a huge white blast, 'Red Death' had now come to something that Cecil could use against him. As he spiraled away intentionally, Cecil's feet tried to snap the staff with his own powers- or get it out of the other kids' hands. "This is too easy, Darishan....get in the game." he thought to himself, as the red burned brighter from his eyes. A blood droplet from where Darishan had got him with the last attack slowly dripped onto the ground, and the second it did.... Nine bombs went off from beneath them both; encasing his opponent. The white light now forced itself in all its fury into the ring of fire where his opponent was, the white taking the shape of an unbelievably sized Phoenix, a strong bird cry going along with it as it stormed down. The young man's leg made him limp now, the beginning of all this shredding him up too much to say otherwise. "Phoenix Fury." he commanded strong and serious within his head while landing on a large rock where he was not too long ago, watching it go down as he hoped it was meant to be.
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Death
Jul 15, 2008 22:53:46 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jul 15, 2008 22:53:46 GMT -5
The staff jerked up out of Cecil's feet and into the air, where a complex circle made of interlocking runes formed from some slithery black substance, fanning outward to cover the sky. "Witherrot," he said, commanding it before the red had even faded out of his eyes, though he was hit back by the blasts. Tumbling down to the ground in a streak of luminescence, he got to his feet again with some burns upon him.
Out of the circle came down a creature like a snake and bird, gigantic and covered with flames like the sun. Heat radiated from it so that the air became a furnace, its fiery scale-like feathers propelled it towards the phoenix with its hellish mouth bared to strike.
Darishan wasted no time, and he followed Cecil's path, sending innocent looking flashes of an invisible force at the boy, rimmed by white where they hit the air.
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Death
Jul 15, 2008 23:06:02 GMT -5
Post by Arual on Jul 15, 2008 23:06:02 GMT -5
Cecil scooted his body over, only dodging one of them as his bum leg felt like it was rotting away. The young man's black spikes were covered in blood from the blood dried on his face and now the back of his stained head. The stone beneath him was now also branded with his blood. The Phoenix now stood in front of the other boy, fire glowing for its beady eyes; its power absorbing anything else that might have gone at him another three minutes. "Kai." Cecil said, releasing it.
Now, now he would get on with the heavy stuff. The winds violently changed and spun in circles, the ground slithered around Darishan as Cecil took on a demonic apperance with his glowing red eyes and the tugging on his hair and sweatshirt open to the breeze. Orange power surges morphed into one soul power source and they sent out a wave of unseen chakra to the eye. Like a fan, the orange spread from inside his hand. His torn up jeans kept their place while soaking themselves up with blood.
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Death
Jul 15, 2008 23:21:52 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jul 15, 2008 23:21:52 GMT -5
Witherrot fought at the phoenix, its teeth diving in again and again, but their battle barred the Necromancer from accessing Cecil. He could see the blood dripping down the boy, however, and sensed the extraordinary power he was summoning. It could destroy him unprotected, and self-preservation hastened his shielding magic. Whatever Cecil was doing, he prepared as well as he could, and noted to do more research into living magic in the future. That way, he would not be caught so unprepared again. Serene except for the slight furrow of his eyebrows, a constant expression, he faced the ninja.
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Death
Jul 15, 2008 23:26:28 GMT -5
Post by Arual on Jul 15, 2008 23:26:28 GMT -5
Now was his chance to use it!
Cecil quickly muttered a few words and smiled again; his eyes pulsing into Darishan's mind, and twisting around in the symbols the black part of them produced. A charge built up in his arm as he went through the air, and his body was visible again. A thousand knives the length of an average person's thigh came in front of Cecil, and he sent off Heaven's flame to attach to all them as they sent off in Darishan's direction. The problem was, all the mumbles he said did something else. All thousand of them turned into a stunning four thousand as they were mirror with the same strength and surrounded Darishan from every angle.
"Goodbye Darishan." he said as they all went at Darishan as quick as can be. The maddening side of him left, and kept the normal Cecil in the midsts of all this. Somehow, he didn't care. He didn't notice.
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