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Post by Creator on Nov 27, 2007 22:10:18 GMT -5
A small, bat-like shadow glided across the ground, though nothing was above to cast it. As the land was in an eternal shadow as it was, this became a shadow within a shadow, black as night. The sun shone down gently, offering a tiny bit of relief from the freezing air. Berstunic flapped up from the ground, taking shape from the shadow and taking a rest in a severely burned tree. Such a small creature wouldn't seem so out of place here, but in reality, he was a lookout of sorts. The amphiptere gave no sort of visible signal, nor did he make a single sound as he sat on the branch, but almost as if on-cue, it began to drizzle.
The rain lasted only a few minutes before stopping, almost as suddenly as it had begun. The water looked a bit wrong, a sort of dangerous tint that one couldn't quite put their finger on. But then it cleared up, isolating the darker liquid into a shrinking, yet darkening, puddle. The purple liquid stretched up, taking on a sort of used-gum texture as it shifted from liquid to solid without any sort of hurry. A moment later, Damon walked over to the tree, Berstunic flapping down onto his shoulder.
The two moved slowly through the graveyard, staring at the countless tombstones. Unlike most who walked through this cemetery, Damon actually took the time to stop and read every last stone, wondering about each person. "So many people dead." "I wonder how they died." "Each of them has a unique story, one that will eventually die when there is no one left to remember it." "It's a shame the undead are so intent on harming the living. We could learn their stories, preserve their lives for the rest of time." "True. You could pick any grave here and write a hundred books about the person with ease."
To anyone watching, it would seem strange, with Berstunic speaking telepathically only to Damon, and Damon speaking aloud. "You're immortal, so you don't have to worry about your fate. But when I die, write a book about me, will you?" "I'll be sure to find someone who can write." Damon nodded, continuing their slow walk through the freezing cemetery. He could see his breath, and - not owning a coat - pulled his Kunai Claws from the air and onto his hands, lighting them ablaze for warmth.
"Why do you want to kill people, again?" "I don't suppose I really want to kill people... I really want to be ready to take over when the world falls to pieces, but I've got a long way to go... I only want to kill sometimes, when I lose control." "Control of what?" Damon turned and looked at his companion, then laughed. "You're full of questions, aren't you. I'm not really sure what I lose control of. Myself, I suppose. My more angry side." "They have classes you can take for that." They both got a good laugh out of that one, one mental and the other verbal. But the laughter seemed to fade away in the dead air that surrounded them.
((I'm not sure why I made it that long. o.0 Bored, I guess.))
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Post by Jackie on Nov 30, 2007 20:11:05 GMT -5
Rain walked silently. So many memories existed here. Rain remembered fighting side by side with Rhyme, trying to save Rei from her demon. Tears grazed in Rain's eyes as she sat on one grave. She had never told anyone, but there was someone who used to be very precious to her burried many a feet beneath her. The tears streamed from her eyes, and all the while no sound came from Rain. "I'm sorry." She whispered at last. A barrage of memories hit her once more. Only these had happened a very long time ago. So long, that even the words on the grave had faded to nothing. Rain sighed, her breath uneven. "I-I should of protected you..Hakara had no right to kill you..ARGH! That damn tiger..If-If I ever see her again I'll kill her..I swear.." She whispered. Rain laid a hand upon the grave, wondering for a moment whether or not she should bring the person back, if only for a little while.
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Post by Creator on Nov 30, 2007 20:32:53 GMT -5
Damon continued on his walk, sensing Rain nearby after a short while. He made no deliberate move to draw neared to her, but as the path was, it was inevitable. He listened for a moment, the kunai claws fading away as he pocketed his hands. He noted that there were no words on the tombstone, watching as Berstunic flapped over and landed on the stone itself, staring down at Rain. "Having a little pity party?" Damon finally asked, closing the gap between them. "There's really no point in worrying about it now, is there? Let it go."
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Post by Jackie on Nov 30, 2007 20:35:06 GMT -5
Rain let out a slight laugh. "I guess you're right.." She muttered. Rain went to stand but found herself unable to move. "Not funny." She growled. ((She thinks its Damon XD))
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Post by Creator on Nov 30, 2007 20:38:58 GMT -5
"What do you mean, 'not funny'?" Berstunic stared at her for a moment, then looked at Damon. "She can't stand. She thinks it's you." Damon stared for a moment, then nodded. "So you can't stand. It's not me."
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Post by Jackie on Nov 30, 2007 20:45:37 GMT -5
"Wha-?.." Rain began but stopped. There was a new scent in the air. "Ah Rain, long time no see. I have a gift for you." A tiger said as it approached. "Hakara.." Rain whispered as the tiger approached. Hakara's eyes went to Damon. "What? No Rhyme? Oh. Right, he tossed you aside." the tiger grined, trying to piss Rain off before she gave her the so called 'Gift'. "Go away Hakara.." Rain said through gritted teeth. "Nah. Anyways, I suppose you can have your gift now." As the tiger spoke a black flame ignited next to her and slowly grew. When the flame faded, the demon was revealed. "No.." Rain said, agony filling her. She didn't want the thing to return. He grinned at her. "I think I'll have somefun before I return to my proper place." He spoke, his voice crule and icy. Hakara grinned, "Well, there ya go..Buh-bye." She said as she went POOF. Rain found herself able to move again, but she didn't. She was immobilized by fear.
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Post by Creator on Nov 30, 2007 20:57:58 GMT -5
Damon sighed, watching the scene unfold. He walked lazily in between Rain and the demon. "Look," he said, "I understand your feelings are hurt, but I'm afraid I can't allow you to harm her. As fate may have it, I need her for information at the moment." Berstunic flapped up to his shoulder and landed, staring at the demon. "If you like, I can play for a while, though."
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Post by Jackie on Nov 30, 2007 21:01:17 GMT -5
The demon looked up at Damon. "I want't looking to kill her." He said simply. Rain twitched as she realized what the demon meant. She quietly scooted backwards.
"But, I suppose I'll fight you, thanks to that tiger I have a few tricks up my sleeves." He grinned. The demon cracked his knuckles and drew a dagger from his side. He apparently had new weaponry too.
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Post by Creator on Nov 30, 2007 21:18:26 GMT -5
(( www.youtube.com/watch?v=s4x6XKAV_ZY Battle Song. =D)) Damon stared blankly, fairly unimpressed. He didn't bother taking out a weapon yet, waiting as Berstunic flew down and merged into his shadow. "Shall we start out simple, then?" A strategy suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks, something that would render his little trick of switching places with a kunai knife completely obsolete. "If I just make some solid air, switch places with it, then release it, it will be almost like teleporting, and it'll take less energy than a body flicker. That'll be nice." He waited for the demon to make the first move, wavering slightly in the wind.
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Post by Jackie on Dec 1, 2007 10:31:05 GMT -5
Rain sat in silence she read the demons mind and was tempted to give his plan to Damon, but a glare recived from the demon stopped her.
The demon's eyes moved from Rain, back to Damon. He grined as he pierced his index finger and allowed his blood to seep onto the blade. Slowly, ever so slowly, the blood turned a sickly blue as the dagger absorbed the blood. He did a side step then launched into the air, disappearing for a brief moment, then landing silently behind Damon. He went for a slice for Damon's back.
Rain's eyes widened as she remembered something that had occured earlier. She grined, but the grin faded, she didn't want the demon to try to read her thoughts. Rain quickly cleared her mind and focused once again on the battle.
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Post by Creator on Dec 1, 2007 13:57:58 GMT -5
At the point of contact, a thick piece of metal formed, blocking the attack. It grew from the mist that swirled around Damon, forming into his armor as the back thinned out. He turned, glaring at the demon. "You're simply obsolete," he said flatly. "I've merely been altered by negative energy, and I could beat you even more easily than before. You? You're a joke." He chuckled, preparing a small, basketball-sized lump of solidified air hidden somewhere while sealing his mind against onlookers the way Berstunic had taught him. "If you really want to come at me, do what you will." He spread out his arms and gave a cocky grin.
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Post by Jackie on Dec 2, 2007 0:25:37 GMT -5
Rain snickered at Damon's comment, earning herself another hateful glare from the Demon.
The demon's eyes flicked back to Damon, "Obsolete?.." The demon raised his eyebrow. "Hmm, I think you're mistaken Damon." The demon thought for a moment, his eyes darting back to Rain. 'I wonder...Should I be cruel? I mean, CRUELER..Perhaps..It might work..Yes, yes indeed..' he thought to himself. The demon's eyes found themselves again on Damon, "Perhaps it is time for me to properly introduce myself, my true name is Hakujou Ichi..." the demon paused to laugh, "It means Cruel One, but you can simply call me Hakujou." Hakujou's eyes flicked to Rain once more, but he decided to hold off on his plan. Hakujou flicked the wrist that held the dagger, morphing the dagger morphing into a black whip, flames emitting from it. Jagged edges appeared along the whip. Hakujou drew the whip back and cracked it, an ear-splitting noise piercing the air, and lashed out toward Damon.
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Post by Creator on Dec 2, 2007 0:35:46 GMT -5
Damon watched the weapons shift, but whips required too much preparation, and it was far too obvious. He blurred to the side, avoiding the whip. "You'll never get a ninja like that. And I think I'll just call you Imbecile. Is that okay with you, Imbecile?" He grinned, continuing. "If you want to reenter her, be my guest. I'll simply kill her as well, and then where will you go? What happens when I beat you senseless afterwards?" An idea struck him, and he relaxed, holding his hands out at his sides. "Besides, there is no way to defeat me now. I've acquired the key to immortality. No wound will remain. If you'd like to disagree, take a free shot." He laughed aloud, letting his armor fade into the air. "I'll give you one shot, but I'm going to take one in return. Either way, you lose."
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Post by Jackie on Dec 2, 2007 0:42:48 GMT -5
Slowly, realization and fear struck Rain. Hakujou, or Imbicile, wasn't planning to re-enter her. He was plotting something much worse.
Hakujou grinned at Damon. "Fine." he muttered. He lashed the whip again, except this time thousands of knives (and some forks too!) flew out of the whip, all of which were aimed toward Damon.
Rain's eyes grew wide as she ducked down, fearing some would go astray. Her hands flew over her head in an effort to protect herself.
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Post by Creator on Dec 2, 2007 0:47:42 GMT -5
Damon allowed the knives to embed into his skin, taking all of the hits until they had passed. He grinned, and a think cloud of smoke shot up around him. When it cleared, he was standing there, not a scratch on his body, with the knives on the ground before him. He popped his knuckles and let his fingers twitch slightly. "My turn." He walked over to Imbecile, standing within inches of him. There was a blur of hand signs, then a puff of smoke replaced him with a blob of misshapen purple stone, which promptly exploded with considerable force.
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