Away From The Sun (Open)

[Sea]

While Julius was fighting, San had glared at Valentine, but had turned to lick her wound. Once she felt the wound was ok, she had looked down to find moss. She grinned a fanged grin, it was sphagnum moss, good for wounds. She wouldn't use it yet, she wasn't one to sit around during a fight.
It was then she noticed that Julius was hurt. She was filled with anger immeaditely, and her eyes seemed to burn. She leapt to her paws, ready to launch herself into the air. She paused however, as Julius hit the ground. No thought entered her mind, except to save Julius. She raced forward, and pushed Julius out of the way. She was now the one before the wave. Her white fur bristled. A jolt in her skin, a roar of pain. Was it her own? She didn't know. She felt herself skidding across the ground, sharp pains coming from somewhere. She felt a pain in her back, dull but strong. She felt fur leave her body, she faintly felt a sudden cold on her arms, she was human again. The thought didn't register. She felt liquid on her shoulder, face and chest. The warm scent filled her nose- she was bleeding. She was leaned against the tree, her head flopping over on her chest. She felt pain- where was it coming from? The confusion filled her with fear, but she was too exhausted to express it.

[Ouroboros General]

Anubis was holding Izumi close to him, the small dome of blue electricity crakling and protecting them from the battle. It was impossible to hear or see anything but the static and the dome but thanks to the ten scorpions scuttling around outside of the dome, he could see everything that was happening from various angles. So far he didnt like how it was going. The iron man was kicking his allies asses.

"Damn it...I cant invoke any more spells...its taking all of my power just to hold up this damnable field...and I cant invoke it forever...Think Viktor THINK. There you must be something you can do to help them! The topaz ring coughed. How can a ring cough you ask? I have no idea. Well...ya could always give the cane to the girl...that spell works as long as someone holds the cane down on the ground right? And im pretty sure that that someone can be anyone. Then you cin just walk out of the dome, cause yer body just absorbs electricity anyways...plus without the inhibitor of the cane in your way...yer skill as a "Wolf Mage" will increase. Whaddya say?

Scoffing Anubis said "Your just suggesting that because if I lose the cane and only have the ring...our personalities tend to merge...and the desire to remove the ring increases..." Anubis watched the battle continue. "Unfortunately I may have to make that sacrifice...give me your word that you shall not harm anyone other than the enemy and we have a deal. Okey Dokey Smokey Yokey Artichokey.

running his hand through his hair, Anubis gestured for Ivy to take the cane. Smiling the creepy amiable smile Anubis said softly"Izumi...Its very important that you hold this cane and keep it planted firmly on the ground. I promise ill be right back...but dont let go of the cane for any reason...I can lower this shield just by saying a certain word...or worst case scenario it will vanish when I die. so youll know when its gone if we won or lost. If you see the iron man run! Are we clear?"

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Valentine's eyes were narrowed, he as well had gone to Julius' aid and had ended up helping San as well, blocking as much as the attack as he could with all the sudden improvisation, San would live as long as she didn't try to kill herself any more. The vampire's blood was sprayed all accross the ground and his wounds were already starting to heal up- good as new. "I don't have time to babysit you like this- stay out of the way so we won't have to worry about your life as well as the lives of everyone else." Valentine warned, sounding mildly annoyed at the senseless actions of San. "Stay still."

Valentine's eyes grew darker with the loss of blood, his movements fluidic and quick, "Now... You, my friend... are not wanted here in the least bit." his voice dripping from his vocal chords as he looked at the cloaked figure. The vampire burst into a blur of motion, running at his opponent, seething with annoyance and anger, his hand shooting out to grasp the stranger around the neck, to snap it's spine in his grip. His fangs extended dangerously and vicious malice grew in the air around him, he was very, very displeased.

"Julius, are you okay?" the question rang out to the other vampire, the worry hidden as well as possible, Valentine had to ask, Julius had taken a bad string of attacks.

[Man of Many Murders]

Izumi's eyes lit up as Anubis explained that he wanted her to hold the rod. She really didn't understand exactly why, but if the doggy had said to do it she would. And oh ya Anubis was a dog to here. Well in Izumi's eyes he was more of a pup. And if he got hurt Izumi would be very angry. But for once she would listen to someone and hold onto the rod. After all the way Anubis spoke it was as if it were life or death. In fact perhaps it was. Izumi nodded once to Anubis telling him he understood his words. She would be ready to run if need be. She took the staff/ rod in her small child hands and with all her might hoped that Anubis would be all right.

The hooded figure showed no expression has he awaited for his next opponent. Then again even if he did have an expression it would not of been seen due to the darkness that was cast inside the hood of the cloak. The figure watched as Valentine charged with amazing speed. The figure was forced to retreat back away from Valentine with such faster speed. But he had not done this before Valentine had gotten close enough to see a bit of just what was under the cloak. He would have been able to see a surprise expression that clearly showed he had not expected such speed from this vamp. Along with that expression he would of seen a glowing red dot and a mechanical eye where a human eye should be. The figure did not wait for Valentine to follow him and sent a wave of energy at the vampire. While he did this he raised his arm surrounded in plates. A small opening had formed in the plates. A small orb fell from the inside the plates into the figures hand. With the orb in hand instead of running away from Valentine he charged. The figure had a surprise for Valentine if he got close enough. One he would clearly not like.

Julius experienced shock as he was pushed out of the way by San then followed by Valentine. Why was nothing working for him. So that shock and blood loss began to cloud his head just a tad. And what that cloud created was anger. Very deep anger. Anger so profound that one could see it was having a deep effect on him. Darkness gulfed Julius created a shroud of static darkness around him. This darkness made his skin almost look as if it was naturally dark. His eyes turned from a pleasant light purple to a deep crimson red. His shaggy hair grew to a length that his sandy colored hair reached his back. His normal human teeth grew into sharp pointy fangs followed by long black bat wings erupting out of his back. His clothes by now had been ripped from his body leaving him completely in the nude. The transformation of the Grappling Epitaph was complete. Red eyes roamed the area not able to tell friend from foe. To him everyone was now an enemy. Julius had lost all control and his powers had awakened.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"Don't you think I'd be able to pick up sights, smells, and sounds? I'd believe you were a better judge than you appear to be." Valentine shook his head as he skipped back and away from the cloaked attacker, his body dripped red liquid though Valentine seemed not to be too terribly affected by it. In reality he was dividing up his form- separating it by the blood that held it together. The small stream of red moved along the ground, headed towards Julius, determined and fast- much faster in liquid form than the vampire could achieve in human or animal form.

A second Valentine appeared, this one blatantly weaker than the origional- he couldn't sacrifice too much strength at the current moment but he couldn't simply leave Julius unattended, "Julius..." he coaxed, knowing any attempt was worthless. He sighed and rolled his eyes, melting into blood once more to wrap the blood over the form of Julius to grip him tightly and hopefully keep him from attacking anyone, "You need controll, you need discipline! Stop being a cursed bastard!" he seethed to the vampire through the liquid form like some enchanted substance. He was just hoping that this double had enough strength to deal with a fully realized vampire, even one so considerably younger than himself. It was not even a fifth of Valentine's own ability to help Julius. Alysdair, himself kinda needed to keep himself alive as well.

[Sea]

San continued to lie still, the blood forming a scarlet pool about her body. For a moment, her eyes flickered open, and she was a dark-skinned, red-eyed creature. She closed her eyes again. What was that? She shivered. She wanted to move away from it, but how could she? She could not move. She trembled, sending ripples through the blood. She was near terrified now. And where was Julius? She opened her eyes again, and saw the creature once more. Was.. was that... Julius? Some of the facial features were similar. What had happened to him? She trembled more violently. Why? Why him?

[Ouroboros General]

Nodding to Izumi as she took his cane, Anubis walked, exposing his now sharp canines and navy blue eyes, and sticking his tounge out in a wolfish grin, he walked right past his electric force field and as he did he noticed his the lightning seemed to part where he walked, creating an Anubis sized door for him to pass through. In actuality the electricity was being absorbed by Anubis' body and being converted into magical power. Anubis noticed that Julius had undergone a transformation too...and the fight seemed to be going to the iron man.

If this had been the regular Anubis, he would have joined in the battle anyway. But this was not just Anubis. This was the wolf mage state...who's thoughts were a combination of both the beast and Viktor Kriegs. And who could access the powers of both lycan and black wizard. Anubis flexed his fingers which were now much longer than they had been before and debated on his course of action. Thanks to walking through his barrier he now had more of his power back. But if all these people couldn't handle the cloaked tin man than he certainly couldnt. Best to leave now and call it a day. He would turn into a lycan and get the hell away from here with Izumi. But first he would leave a little present for the bad guy.

Anubis spoke a word and his index finger glowed with electricty. He drew a a pentagram on the ground using his finger. The pentagram was big enough for one very large person (guess who) to fit in. Then he slammed his palm on the glowing pentagram and it started moving on the ground towards the cloaked enemy. It would follow him around for preciscely one minute and then it would release the stored up lightning trapped inside the drawing. A very big boom that would be. No guarantee that the enemy wouldnt be able to dodge it while it followed him. But at the very least it would buy enough time to get away.

Anubis took off his ring then. It disapeared in a flash of dark light, and Anubis started to change. His bones snapped and cracked as the transformation process began. Fur started to grow all over his body and all of his teeth grew sharper. His hands turned into claws and his legs and arms became longer. The last thing that changed was his eyes, which changed from navy to a blue that was so dark it was almost black. The lycan howled at the moon and then ran back toward the shield and it parted before him again. He picked up Izumi with one hand and placed her on his shoulder. Hang on! With that the huge wolf ran like hell towards the darkness of the forest, now running on all fours. Nobody could catch a wolf in his own habitat.

[Man of Many Murders]

The figure stood still as Anubis's pentagram came at him. He had made no reaction to Valentines jump away from him. In fact the ball he held in his hand would serve another use. The figure placed his hand over the orb the flame inside extinguishing it. When he was surrounded in the pentagram the electricity absorbed in the now clear ball giving it a yellow color. All of the electricity had been absorbed inside of the orb. The figure slammed the orb on the ground crushing it sending waves of electricity all around the area. The waves traveled along the earth tempting to shock whomever they touched.

While the blood sealed around Julius, his eyes focused on Valentine. His stare full of hatred yet pain. Julius raised his own body temperature so much that as long as the blood touched him it would begin to evaporate. Yes Julius was indeed a cursed bastered. And he would not sit still as someone tried to stop him from hurting anyone. Lucky for Julius he was hovering in the air so the electricity did not touch him. Not that Julius would show the pain it caused even it did hit him.

"Where do you think your going?" Thomas asked appearing in front of Anubis. While Anubis charged Thomas tempted to lock eyes with the vampire. He did not think that the wolf should just run away. Not when things were starting to get fun. After all now that Thomas was here he would make sure everything remained exciting. Thomas raised his hands in the air. If Anubis did lock eyes with Thomas then he was already in a trap. If he did lock eyes with Anubis, Anubis would be cast into slumber living his worst nightmare over and over again. It was just one of the abilities Thomas had. Along with that, Thomas himself was surrounded in a dark fog that seemed to originate from his very being. From Thomas' outstretched hands came dark electricity heading straight for Anubis.

[Sea]

San felt electricity rack her body, but had no energy left for a scream. Instead, she emitted a quiet wail, as she felt the shock. Her body quailed and shook, and she could only barely maintain conciousness. She was in dire straits. She began to glow, and her body was lifted from the ground. She hovered in the air, arms crossed over her chest, hair alive with an unfelt wind. Her final had been activated. Her eyes opened, light flooding from them. There was a flash, and instead of San, there was a woman. A woman as tall as the oaks. Her hair was long and crimson, her eyes brilliant with silver-green fire. She wore the clothes of a captain, minus the hat, with a long blue jacket. In her hand she held a cutlass. The strangest part, as her entire body was aglow, and her mouth and nose could not be seen. The gleam was bright and strong. San had become Grace O'Malley.
Grace waste no time. She would only stay in this form for a short time, before reverting back to normal. The energy reshaped, and a silver-green dragon was standing before them, as tall as Grace had been. It glittered the same way, and it breathed a silvery flame of immense proportions at the figure. The spirit-like flame leapt about it. She kept up the flame like a blow-torch, before snuffing it out after seven seconds. She then let out a tremendous roar, making the earth tremble. She was running out of time..

[Señor Sunday Friday]

(Anubis is a werewolf, lol)

The copy of Valentine that held onto Julius rolled his eyes, his fangs growing longer before he made a quick attempt to bite into Julius' neck- drain him of some blood so he'd hopefully be less of a threat to his own comrades. He obviously was not happy with this decision, but it was the best thing for the moment, he couldn't have Julius hurting those whom are already injured, "Julius... I know you have a mind in there, a mind that thinks! Don't do something you'll regret Julius, atleast just do it for me!" the words were harsh as they were sent to Julius.

The Valentine focused on the cloaked being was displeased as well, he shook his head and made quick work to get airborne and away from the oncoming electricity. "Do you have any more tricks up your sleeve?" he asked, coming back down after the danger had subsided. He ran at his opponent, dispersing into blood to create three more figures, so now there were four fighting the cloaked being- though his own abilities and strengths were divided by 25% so he was considerably weaker, but the larger number brought advantages.

[Ouroboros General]

It was intstinct that saved Anubis from nightmarish slumber. Werewolves, being the natural enemies of vampires, knew better than to make direct eye contact with any enemy. And as such only made eye contact with those few people they considered trustworthy. Beside that Anubis was Cana AKA the "beast" now and as such wasnt one to engage in dramatic western showdowns the enemy. As the orb of electricity headed straight for him he jumped over it, the orb was fairly large though, and because of that Cana's left leg was partialy singed. Although Anubis's human body and halfway state were immune to electricity, in his wolf form he lacked the ability to absorb it and convert it. As Anubis continued to run with Izumi on his back he growled and that growl sounded an awful lot like the word "fuck"

[Man of Many Murders]

The figure did nothing at first as Valentine made three more of himself dividing his power. Two twin balls formed from his plated arm. He took one in each palm. The one in his right had a blue fire inside and was the same as before that had formed ice. The one in his left though had a purple colored fire burning inside it. A smile crept on his face as the Valentine 'clones' came closer. The figure smashed the blue ball on the floor creating another wave of energy that froze anything it touched. The energy spread out in all directions just like before. The figure was about to smash the purple ball on the floor when Thomas appeared behind him. When Thomas spoke his voice was low enough so that only the figure, or anyone near him, could hear. "You are not supposed to be here Number 3. Number 7 has ordered your return." A sigh escaped from the figure. With that he placed the purple ball back inside the plate and disappeared in the fog surrounding Thomas.

Julius remained the same as Valentine's teeth sank into Julius's neck. He remained unable to tell foe from alley. In response to Valentine's teeth, a loud screech came from Julius. The screech was at such a volume that it would break the ear drum of any being near him. The screech was one of the many defense mechanisms in Julius infiltrated in Julius's system. The screech was meant to distal the blood surrounding Julius enough so for him to escape. With that shadows erupted from within Julius. The shadows took a form of a dog. Thousands of eyes formed on the dog as it charged forward in attempt to hurt Grace or San.

[Sea]

Grace cursed. Her time was up. But her descendent.. she could not let her die. The dragon breathed the last of its flames upon the shadows, as San would have no way of protecting herself when her final ended. The flames were not as high-powered as the ones before, and would not destroy the shadow, but might allow time for someone to come to his senses, or for someone to rescue San. As the last of the flames died, the dragon began to fade. San was left floating in the air, and she gently came to rest upon the ground. Silver embers fell like snow, resting upon everything. San was upon the ground, and unconcious as well. Her eyes were squeezed tight with pain, her teeth slightly gritted. The downside of power.. A coma was taking hold of San, and it would last for a few days, maybe a week. The silver embers seemed to calm to resting San. Her eyelids relaxed, and she now looked peacefully asleep. She was unaware of any harm that may be coming.. But she looked tranquil. Tranquil and innocent. Grace was awake, however, unhappy of the outcome. But as San's coma deepened, the age-old sea captain, too, went to sleep.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

At the dissapearance of the main opponent the extra Valentines shattered and soon all of the vampire's power was gathered in one form- the one whom was focused on Julius. "Pitiful." was all he said, disgust and derision in his voice as Julius had shifted forms, any kind of emotion of feeling that might have been previously felt had melted away and now the vampire was all buisness. He followed after Julius, his golden eyes almost seeming to glow in thier depths as power radiated over his form. His fangs sheathed and his power still being reserved- he was prepared for a fight since that was what this vermin wanted. Valentine's movements were some kind of odd hostility- planned, smooth and graceful while still seeming oddly of-the-moment, he was blurred as he ran ahead of Julius, no need for himself to resort to animal forms or familiars. He now stood in between Julius and San, "It's probably best your family died, isn't it? Because there's too much disgrace in what you've let happen to yourself. If they were still alive I'd kill them myself so they would not have to deal with what thier child has become." the words dripped like venom to Julius, Valentine was aware that Julius couldn't have possibly been completely destroyed from the mind of this opponent- because if he was then that would mean that Julius would never return and this monster was what was to be from now till ever- in which case Julius was better off dead. Some kind of response to the message was all that Valentine needed in order to know whether or not to destroy the creature or not.

It was dissapointing really, the most pathetic vampire that Valentine had ever had the great displeasure of ever seeing would have to be the one known as Alysdair, the one who'd never reach full controll. But this... the state Julius was reduced to was something not even Alysdair had been reduced to, it was revolting to see that any vampire would become something like this.