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IC: The Monad was driven away.
Not killed. It is unkillable.
But it was exiled. To the Dark Space.
Things have happened since then.
People have switched sides, switched occupations, switched pulses. But the Monad still has all the hate for everything.
One man seeks to harness the power of the Monad. The man also ha a very good chance of doing so, and if he does, and the Monad finds a physical body, he will be unstoppable.
Once again, the signals show. In Heaven, in Earth, in Hell, the message echoes.
Oh for f**ks sake, not again!

Now, once again, people are being drawn. To good, to evil. In this war, there can be no neutrality.
Old faces spill new blood, and the Monad wakes once more.

When the first living thing existed, I was there, waiting. When the last living thing dies, my job is finished. I'll put the chairs on tables, turn out the lights and lock the universe behind me when I leave.

Those words. She had said that to Kain after she had revived him as part of his indoctrination. It was a simple way of explaining what she was. What he was. But now she was past that. She was no longer Orin the Reaper. She was Orin the Tormentor.

She stood in the middle of Central Park. The was a homeless man sitting against a tree, dressed in torn, tatty denim. The wind howled through the park, and if it froze her in a thick parka, he must be like an iceberg. She was eating a sandwich at the time and noticed the man staring. She looked at the man pitifully and took a hundred dollar bill out of her jacket pocket. The man started and stared at the note intensely. She then wiped her mouth with the bill, used it to light a cigarette and walked away smiling.

New York, Ground zero
There was a slight flicker of white energy, no more than a brief crackle of webway energy, which rapidly grew, forming into the shape of a very tall woman. Graduly the shape began to solidify, forming into a brightly coloured pair of red and yellow checkered pants,a long flowing blue overcoat, a white mask and a large amount of technological orientated devises on a blue shirt.

With a blinding white flash of webwasy energy that nocked the some 20 people back that had gathered to watch. In the center of the small crater that had formed in the somewhat larger crater that was already there the figure leaped up, slasing up with a fairly intricate blade at some unseen foe "I dance the dance of death" She shreaked in a musical voice, then, realizing no one was where she had struck and adopted a calm and composed position. Slowly her head began to lower, she raised her hand to her head and began to shake with sobs.

OOC: Please note that any referance to 9/11 or ground0 is not intended to mock any of those who lost thier life or that of loved ones/ friends in the tragedy. Ground zero is used simply as a starting location for my charicter as itis rather fitting.

Orin, walking along the streets kicking a can heard the sobbing.
"Someones doing my work for me I see." She saw Taldeer crying. "What's got... that? Oh well, above and beyond..." Seeing the people scrambling away from the figure she frowned. What was this person? Then she looked back to Taldeer and laughed.

Talder froze. Slowly she raised her head, looking for the sorce of the laughter.
When she found it she shouted "DIE MON'KAI" and fired her shurikan pistol at Orin before leaping up to the top of the crater and puting her sword to Orins throght, just after the energy burst would have hit.

Orin frowned. The round from the shuriken cannon passed straight through her, and the same for Taldeer, hitting the ground behind Orin with a thump.
"Now, now, play nice." She stepped on the hand holding the sword. "Who are you?"

"I should be asking you the same thing" she replyed, wincing behind her mask "But seeing as you ask I am Solitere Taldeer of the laughing gods great troupe."

"Never heard of it, but for the purpose of good manners I am Orin. Now, if I let you up, will you promise not to stab me? I'd be most awfully sorry if I had to break all your limbs. Really I would."

"Of course, it would appear to be of no use anyway. I am suprised you have not heared of the Harlequins, many Mon'kae fear us." she said, standing up.

"No, many monkeys fear little green men. And Russia. Not Harlequins. I've never heard of you anyway. What are you, some new religion or something?"

"You have not heard of the Eldar? This is strange indeed considering I was fighting Mon'kae a few minutes ago." she said, sheething her sword, holstering her pistol and preforming abackflip to land on onehand. She then preceded to rotate on that had, purely for something to do.

Orin clapped sarcastically.
"Bravo. Look what I can do." She burst into flames, and then was back to normal, minus the parka, which was lying in smoldering scraps at her feet. "Okay, your an... Eldar, did you say?" She continued, completely ignoring the scores of dumbstruck people. "And whats that?"

"I could easily ask you the same thing" she replyed, fliping upright again. "I, and my race, are ancient beyon the meory of many, even the chaos gods. We are the survivers of Shlanessh and the Harlequens are the followers of the Laughing god."

"Well, I didn't understand a word you just said. Have fun doing whatever it is you do, and please don't try to stab me in the back." She smiled and walked away whistling.

New York wasn't the same as he remembered it.
Not after the plauge.
Seth stalked the streets, suspiciously empty for a Big Apple night. Gone were the walking, talking people, the honking cars and bustle of one of the biggest cities in the world. Now it was cold and dark, scattered peices of paper and rubbish drifting along streets with scarse few passerby to notice. The diseases spreading across the globe had struck down many of the usual night prowlers, and distracted the others sufficently to abandon their nocturnal haunts. His footsteps echoed across the deserted roads, bouncing off buildings and reflecting back to him, distorted and warped. A few eyes watched him from the doorsteps and alleyways, as they always did, but your average mugger knew better than to mess with the Shadow Walker. Those who did had the disturbing tendency to meet sticky ends, wether directly by his hand or though convinent "accidents." The forces of Heaven and Hell watched him carefully, not for purely his own personality and power, which were interesting enough in themselves, but to his close attatchment to one with a vital role to play in the incoming Doomsday. The first Horseman had been unleashed: The three others would soon follow, though how soon "soon" dictated was not clear except to the All-Mighty himself.

Seth was not out to save the world or get in any fights: Right now, all he wanted was something to eat. Prefferably, enough for two, or he would go hungry once again. Looking to a commotion up the street, he saw Orin walking away, whistling to herself. Seth past her by without comment, eyes meeting hers once brieftly and then glancing away, seeing no one he knew. He did not recognize her in her current form, having last seen her when he soul was Reaped away after the battle with the Monad. Now she was just an oddly dressed soul, strangly cheery in the squalord gloom that was now New York, New York, at night.

Taldeer was cut off from everything she knew in a world of primative Mon'kae, she was well and truely alone, more so than a solater useualy would be. She had no purpose and no explination of how she had got here, worse still no one would miss her and in all likelyhood her troupe would asume she had been killed by chaos.

Sighing she began to head after Orin, stoping when she saw Seth "You seem to comand more respect than the other Mon'kae here, perhapse you can help me more than the lady who burns with the fires of Khane." she said to him, waving her hand in the direction Orin had headed to.

Seth was not the only one who stalked the streets of New York that night. Far from it. The stench of a dying world had started to bring up the dregs that Legion had risen. Demons were everywhere and no one knew how to stop them or when. Save for one group, the Mista.

Anyone who looked into Times Square would see what looked like a medieval battle being waged between a group of black, rotting creatures and strangers in long, concealing cloaks. The fight was one sided as the ground littered with demon dead showed. But there were also a smattering of cloaked bodies amongst the dead as the Mista were overwhelmed one by one. The Demons withdrew for a moment, allowing the half-vampires to catch their breath. They were exhausted. The Underworld had ceased to exist months ago and now they fought alone as a single band. No longer fighting to keep the peace but to save humanity.

Katie threw down her cloak and sighed. She had made sure her family had been rescued from a dying Ireland before joining her brethren in their flight to the United States, where the Demons were gathering around one of the biggest cities in the world in search of food. She and a mysterious Angel had saved all they could before the final sweep had eliminated almost the entire population of the UK. She gave a small sigh and leapt to the roofs that surrounded the plaza, along with her comrades. The Mista would have to concede the field today, but tomorrow, they would come out fighting.

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Another being who wandered the streets around Seth was none other than Julia. She looked completely different to when the group had parted company in Japan. Her radiance had dimmed, reduced as she lost her powers and her energy, repeatedly fighting off Legion. She had saved who she could but her dirt covered robe and her exhausted, though still beautiful, face betrayed how hard she was having to work to stay alive.

Walking to the corner of the street where it joined Seth's road, she saw a man shivering on the pavement. She leant over him and looked at his face. He had the plague and was now in the final stages, where he would die a horrible death. Not if Julia could help it.

She leant over the man and gave him a soft kiss on his forehead,
"May Heaven always watch you in your hour of need," She whispered in his ear. Then watched as he glowed for a second, then vanished.

She exhaled deeply and watched as her aurora dropped another shade in colour. She now glanced up with tired eyes and saw Seth coming towards her. She gave a small nod of greeting.

"I knew our paths would cross again" She sighed.

"I knew our paths would cross again"
"Ahh, you," Seth almost spat. He was still entirely ungrateful to everyone who had "helped" him and his sister in their flight from the States. Now, low and behold, they were back again, in one of the most demon-infested cities in the world. "What news is there f-"
"You seem to comand more respect than the other Mon'kae here, perhapse you can help me more than the lady who burns with the fires of Khane."
Seth regarded the armored thing with a look of half bemusment, half exhasperation. "And who are you, one might ask?"

"Ahh, you, what news is there f-"

Julia gave a small weak smile, then a hacking cough spluttered from her lips. She just looked at him in sorrow,
"I am gl...glad to see you are still alive," She stuttered, "h...h...how is Nadoka?" She asked, her face a sickly pale and shivering viciously. She looked a pitiful sight.

Seth may not of recognized Orin after her change in appearance, but she recognized him. Now, she watched from the shadows. When Julia appeared, she frowned.
Dear me... Who's going to turn up next? Steve? She suddenly felt a blow to the back of her skull. The darklings had been defeated.
"Damn it, I train them myself and they still fail miserably..." She sighed theatrically to herself. If you want a job done right...

"h...h...how is Nadoka?"
"Come and see," said Seth, taking pity on the angel. "You look like you need a break." Even though she'll just take up space and probably eat though our food supplies.

She narrowed her eyes.
"Hmm... The Horseman, huh?" She stepped out of the shadows and smiled. "Hello, boys and girls. Like the new look?"

"You look like you need a break."

"T..t...thanks" She sighed as she shuffled forward, it felt as though every muscle in her body was on fire. She was still shivering and she looked weak,
"I'll n...n...not stay long. I just want to see Nadoka" She managed to force that out before her head dropped and she gave a series of loud, dry, hacking coughs.

"I'll n...n...not stay long. I just want to see Nadoka"
"Well come then," said Seth impatiently, "the streets aren't safe at night, even for beings of our caliber."
"Hello, boys and girls. Like the new look?"
Seth looked the strange being up and down. "Who the hell are you?"

"Who the hell are you?"
"You know, it hurts me that you don't recognize my voice at least." She looked slightly wounded, before taking a small marble out of her pocket. "Remember this?"

"The streets aren't safe at night, even for beings of our caliber."
Julia nodded and followed Seth, the light that had shone from here, while previously being as bright as the sun, was now dimmed and sad. It reflected the person who emitted the aurora.

"Wait," said Seth, seizing the angel by the arm.
"Remember this?"
"We thought you were dead, Orin," said Seth, surprised. "What happened to you?"

The sudden lunge nearly knocked the Angel off her feet. But she managed to recover and, holding on to Seth for support, she looked at Orin and gave a weak smile,
"Long time no see. At least one of us is looking well" She sighed.

"Well, its a very long story and this is neither the time nor place. Do you mind if I accompany you?" She looked at Julia with a worried look. "What happened to you? Were you in a fight?"

"Do you mind if I accompany you? What happened to you? Were you in a fight?"
Seth thought Julia looked more like she'd been though a war, but he declined to comment except on the first part of the question. "No one's stopping you." he sighed. A nice little reunion, he thought as he started walking down the street. I come for food, and what do I get? Death remanifested and a beat-up angel.

"Were you in a fight?"

"Ironically, it's your fault that this has happened," She tried to laugh but it was cut off by a massive series of coughs, "The more your power increases, the more my power decreases" She sighed, "And the fact that I am continuously saving people from the plague hasn't helped the old endurance either"

SNIP

"Thanks. I may be of some help if anything comes up, like demons." None would. Even the imps had enough sense not to start a fight with anyone Torment walked near.
"Ironically, it's your fault that this has happened," She tried to laugh but it was cut off by a massive series of coughs, "The more your power increases, the more my power decreases" She sighed, "And the fact that I am continuously saving people from the plague hasn't helped the old endurance either"
"Oh... I'm so sorry, is there anything I can do to help?"

Seth led them to a dipleted apartment building, long abandoned by it's residents for safer areas. It was conspicipusly demon-free, but that was because any demon that came within ten feet of the place was brutally slaughtered, bodies torn open and staked on poles outside the revolving door. Two imps and a minor demon shared this unforunate fate, speared though by two-by-fours hammered into the ground. Seth smiled as he walked past them. "A little decor," he muttered as they passed. Blood made small pools on the ground around the bodies, crimsion fluid that the flies wouldn't even touch.

"Charming" Julia wheezed as she walked past the Demons and headed into the Apartments, "This is how you've surprised?" She asked lightly, politely.

Mr. Goodmen nodded towards a F.E.A.R. operative who then turned off the lights and put down the curtains on the window, the only light in the small broken room in downtown New York was the cigaret in Jacky Ripple's mouth. A glance from Mr. Goodmen changed that, and Jacky smashed his cigaret in the ash tray in protest. Jolly Joy and Michael James both took a seat by the projector, waiting for Mr. Goodmen to start his presentation. Jacky leaned against the wall in the back of the room. Mr. Goodmen walked across the room once before looking towards his team. He lifted his arm and pressed a button on the remote, the projector emitted a light and the picture of the F.E.A.R. logo was displayed on a screen set up in front of one of the broken walls.

"So lets get down to business," Mr. Goodmen pressed the remote again and a picture of Earth from space went up, "as most of you know we are on the planet Earth. Earth is a planet home to a common folk in this galaxy," he pressed the remote and a picture of two humans from both genders appeared with some info about humans on the side of the slide.

"This here is the dominate species on this planet. They are intelligent like most humans in the galaxy, but they are one of the few who have yet to go into deep space. They are a Type I civilization borderline Type II, which means they can use all of the resources on their planet as well as some from their sun. They have semi-advance technology and are highly emotional," Mr. Goodmen went onto the next slide which showed a picture of a man in a blue business suit with blood on his mouth and suit.

"As we all know this is Mr. Unclean. For some odd reason he has come to Earth. To be exact he is right here in the City of New York of New York State. We believe he has come here for her," Mr. Goodmen pressed a button and Alma as well as her mind slave Paxton went on the screen, here too, was some facts to the side.

"We all know them both. No introductions are needed," Michael grimaced remembering his last encounter with Paxton.

"Sir, Michael raised his voice slightly, "why are they here?" Mr. Goodmen nodded and pressed on the remote again.

"That brings us onto the next slide. Recently this planets has been going though hell. Epidemics and mythical creatures have been popping up a lot recently. We are not sure why, no one else knows either. However, as much as I want to help these humans out as well, our loyalty belongs to the Mu Cephains, no these humans. Our doggy friends are expecting us to capture Mr. Unclean if not Paxton or Alma," Jolly spoke up.

"Do the humans here know of our mission? Will we have support?"

"No, yes and no. The humans do not know of our mission. If any of them find out then we have orders to make said human 'disappear.' Now onto the support question. Since the humans do not know of our mission we will not receive any support from the Earth humans. However, there is a Prometheus Class Destroyer not too far from Earth hiding behind this planet's moon. On that ship are some soldiers who will join us on combat missions and we of course have support from our very own F.E.A.R. assault squads, Mr. Goodmen paused and gave a one over his whole team.

"I will not say this again, so listen up. The destroyer will only, I repeat, will only enter Earth's orbit once. When that happens, every Mu Cephain and F.E.A.R. member will be on a shuttle heading towards the ship to go home. Is that clear? No on gets left behind and don't expect the ship to come back our provide direct support on our mission either. It is our ride home, nothing more," Mr. Goodmen looked over his crew wondering how well they will do on this mission...

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Paxton... Wake up... We have work to do... It's time to find some... Subjects... To work with us... Please... Wake up...

Paxton's eyes flashed open and he immediately got up from the cold street floor. His eyes scanned the alleyway around him, looking for movement. None. He began to brush off some dirt from his clothes and straightened his red jacket. He began to walk, Alma's voice guiding him perfectly in a city he never been to before. Having no idea what laid ahead of him, he could only hope that the voice in his head would leave him alone for just one minute

OOC: Is this okay for an intro?

"Nice touch." She dipped a finger in the blood and tasted it, before spitting the taste out. "Pleh. Hmm, new breed." She daubed some of the blood onto a notepad which had appeared from nowhere and disappeared the same way. "I like to keep a record of the tribes I've fought. These ones are new."

SNIP

OOC: Yeah, its good.

"And who are you, one might ask?"
"I am Tal.." she responded when he walked away with Orin and Juliea, trailing off, downcast. Determined not to be put off she began to follow them, stealthy and swift.

As she reached the apartment block she waited untill they had all gone inside and then cautiosly followed them. As she passed the impaled deamons Taldeer thaught to her self Perhapse this world is plauged by the insane mon'kae of chaos? I must protect all against the forces of Slanessh, even if they are mon'kae befored cautiosly into the building, her powesword raised, energy crakling along its length.

Looking around she saw that the planets inhabitants must be even more primative than the mon'kae that serve the god emporer. If only i were a farseer she thaught as she passed several bodies and wondered what beast lay within this place.

OOC: It's an apartment building, I8.
IC:
Seth led Julia and Orin inside, past a dusty, unlit lobby.
"This is how you've survived?"
"Yeah," Seth answered, "from Japan we had to run once again, and we came here, to our home city. Right as we got here the plauge and demons started, and we barricaded ourselves here after the regular residents left. It was rough going the first few nights, but we got by."
Up several flights of stairs ("The elevators don't work") said Seth by way of explination, and down a hall to a door. This one looked just like any other aside from two things: The tracks going to and from in the heavy dust on the floor, and the light spilling from beneth the crack between the door and the floor. Opening the door (a locked one wouldn't stop a demon) Seth entered into an apartment that was only slightly better lit than the lobby below. A naked bulb hung by a chain in a tiny kitchen, and beyond that a gloomy living room. "I'm home!" Seth called, and Nadoka stepped out of the bedroom connected to the living room. Everyone's eyes would be drawn by the angel wings she kept folded on her back, which, when fully spread, would be wider than the room, hence keeping them closed. She seemed cleaner and more confident, self-assured, than last time any had seen her.

"You've brought friends," she said softly, smiling at Julia. Seth nodded. "Nadoka, this," he stepped to the left so she could see Orin, "is Orin. Apparently she died and was reincarnated as...this."
Nadoka gazed steadly at Orin, declining to comment. Instead, she looked at the floor and spoke.
"There's something in this building with us."

Does she know? Weighing up the possibilities, she decided that she didn't mean Orin.
"I'll just go ahead and assume that it's not selling cookies."

"Only if they're made with the freshest Girl Scouts," muttered Seth, his sword materalizing in his right hand. Nadoka continued to gaze at Orin, black eyes appearing to peirce Orin's and penetrate down to her very black soul.

Orin stared back at Nadoka, before saying, "I'll go look shall I?" A pair of daggers appeared in her hands.

Taldeer had seen the party going upstairs and, deciding it wouldn't be a good idea to startle its members, and sat at one side of the lobby so she could see both the stair case and main entrance, her pistol drawn.

"You've brought friends"

Julia gave a tired nod and was pleased to see the Angel looking so much more radiant after their last meeting, Julia also felt a pang of jealousy, she was waning while Nadoka grew in power,
"Glad t...t...to see you are...well" She wheezed, bent over double from the eoffrt of standing up.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm sure I heard something." Orin nodded to the assembled, before running out of the room and down the stairs, into the lobby. When she spotted Taldeer, she sighed. "Oh, great. You again."

Turning to face Orin she said "Well this place would aper to be safe, well apart from.." she trailed off as she jumped to the side and shot a deamon that had just jumped at her, killing it instantly

"Glad t...t...to see you are...well"
"Unfortunatly, I cannot say the same for you. What has happened?" asked Nadoka with concern. Seth looked back and forth between them. "So, uh, I'll be leaving now." He closed the door on his way out, flying down the stairs to skid to a halt in the middle of the lobby, facing Taldeer. "What do you want?" he asked in a menacing voice as he florished his blade, suggesting that a wrong answer would result in instant slice 'n dice.

"Unfortunatly, I cannot say the same for you. What has happened?"

"It's b..b...been a tough f...f...few months" She coughed again, long dry, hacking coughs as she slumped to the ground. She shook her head and pulled her dank hair out of the way, she looked as though was in pain and gave a broken sigh.

"It's b..b...been a tough f...f...few months"
Nadoka knelt beside her friend. "Is there anything I can do?" she asked tenderly. It really pained her to see her friend suffer like so.

"Is there anything I can do?"

"N...n...nothing. Don't wo...wo...worry about me" Julia managed a weak smile but couldn't hold it and rolled onto her side as if it relieved the pain, she was amazed that the Angel she had fought off an arch-Demon for was now so comfortable with herself.

Feeling another smack of pain, she winced and muttered, "Seth, you can take care of this on your own right? I'll be leaving you in peace." She began to walk away, holing the back of her head, daggers dissolved into nothing.

"N...n...nothing. Don't wo...wo...worry about me"
"Don't talk like that," said Nadoka briskly, propping Julia up against a nearby chair. "I can help you, you have so little power left as it is."
She placed her hands of Julia's stomach and began healing. There could have been any number of explinations: Cut off from Heaven for too long, God depriving her of her powers, the suffering of the world being physically manifested onto herself, and so on.
"Seth, you can take care of this on your own right? I'll be leaving you in peace."
Seth nodded mutely. He was only sorry to see Orin leave in that she would provide addition support against this women or anything else that decided to attack. Orin had disturbed Nadoka and on a less felt level, made Seth feel uneasy.
OOC: Gotta go eat dinner.

"I can help you, you have so little power left as it is."

Julia felt the healing powers of Nadoka and felt power that she hadn't experienced in months coursing through her body. It felt good, was being warmed up and her radiance was starting to grow again,
Then she shoved Nadoka away,
"No, keep your own power" She ordered, her throat feeling smoother than ever, "I can get by on what I have"

Orin stumbled out of the building and sank down against the wall. She wiped a small trickle of blood away from the corner of her mouth.
"We need to get a better alert system." There was a faint red aura around her as she walked away from the building, venting her unused hellfire.

"I can get by on what I have"
"Can you?" she asked softly, but did not approach her again. Nadoka rose, giving the somewhat restored Julia a hand up, leading her over to the couch. "How has the war against Hell and the Legion been going?"

"How has the war against Hell and the Legion been going?"

Julia gave a shrug,
"Not good, the Legion and Hell are winning but they're not fighting as one. They're fighting each other as much as they are fighting us. The Mista are doing what they can but it's not working. They're numbers are falling and Doomsday is getting closer"

"So where are we going?"Jacky asked, placing his head on the window of a SUV. While their doggy comrades preferred the electric car over the gas guzzler the humans preferred the extra armor on the car. Joy, who is driving, turned towards Jacky.

"Don't you listen," she turned her eyes to the road again. Jacky just grunted at her response.

"All I heard was something about Mr. Unclean and a tracking device," Jacky was referring to Mr. Goodmen's info on how a F.E.A.R. operative got a tracking device in Mr. Unclean's mouth before the poor soldier's neck was bitten off...

"Good and now we have tracked him to an apartment down this street," she turned the SUV down a road, "lock and load guys. Ten more minutes till hammer time," four F.E.A.R. operatives began to make final preparations for the upcoming assault. Two SUVs behind the one Jacky and Jolly were in held similar scenes.

Upon reaching their destinations the three SUVs came to a stop by the sidewalk, and their contents were emptied. The operatives stood out greatly in their battle dress and armor, but when you deal with a highly intelligent and powerful race of aliens you don't come empty handed. Michael walked up to Jolly and Jacky.

"Me and my squad are going to assault the building from the rear," he turned towards Jacky, "I want you to take your team and climb the fire escapes on that building." Michael pointed to the building next to the apartment building.

"Once your on that building's roof jump across onto the target building and assult from up to down, clear?" Michael eyed Jacky.

"Yup, but one question... Who had an heart attack and put you in charge?" Jacky grinned.

"Your momma," Michael turned towards Jolly not hearing the curse coming from Jacky's mouth.

"I want you to take two escorts and find a place to cover us with your rifle. Once your in position start feeding us intel on anything and everything you see in your scope," Jolly responded.

"I don't need the escort. These guys could be helping yo-"

"We have plenty of guys to kick ass with, but you only have a rifle. If you get in trouble then your dead and I can't have that," Jolly was about to protest, but Michael began to walk away to speak with his squad. After several minutes Jacky and his team began to head towards the fire escape to begin phase one of the assault plan. Upon reaching it Jacky grabbed for the latter, but it wouldn't budge.

"Damn," Michael heard this though Jacky's radio.

"Lead, point team. What is wrong now?" Jacky clicked his radio which was resting on his shoulder.

"Point team, lead. The latter won't work. The point team is going up the stairs in the building. Over," Jacky signaled to his men and they began to enter the building.

"Just be careful, over..."


OOC: Is it okay that one of the buildings the F.E.A.R. team is entering to be the building you guys are in? It's your choice really, it can be the target building or the one next to it. What do you think?

OOC: It might be better if it is that buildng,it adds a wierd plot twist that could allow me to
A) use the Harlequins kiss
B) Prove my good intentions to seth.

If you do storm the building ill edit the post acordingly.

IC:"What do you want?"
"I want much, most of it is proboly to much for you to do. I belive that, despite my hatred of mon'kae, my fate is to assist you. If you will allow it. Ill even preform the story of how Liliath fled whilst the other gods perished at the hands of Slanessh if you want." Taldeer replyed, keeping her pistol ready and prepairing to jump out of the way of danger if need be.

OOC: I agree with I8, it would be an interesting plot twist. Go for it.
IC:
Seth decided he had understood about two percent of Taldeer's statement. He did understand, however, that this person was not human, and did not like humans. Which was fine by him, considering there was so little human left in him he showed up a demon on most supernatural beings radars. Before he could comment, however, a shadowy figure appeared at the enterence doors.
"Christ, I thought the bodies outside would tell them that it's a bad idea to come inside," Seth brought his blade up and approached the door.

"Hmm, I see you understand little of what I have said, perhapse I shall get a chance to show you at some point." she said, moving her pistol to the enterance and drawing her sword, powering it up.

"How has the war against Hell and the Legion been going?"

Julia gave a shrug,
"Not good, the Legion and Hell are winning but they're not fighting as one. They're fighting each other as much as they are fighting us. The Mista are doing what they can but it's not working. They're numbers are falling and Doomsday is getting closer" She looked at Nadoka with tired eyes, "That makes you more and more important"

OOC: This may have been missed, Xis

Brain Jar no longer needed to cloak. There were no governmental bodies concerned with shooting her down. She simply hovered now, tethered to the blimp spire on what was left of the Empire State building.

At the very heart of the little ship--though it was much bigger on the inside than it was on the outside--was a temple. There, the Metal Man sat with a group of acolytes, a single, lit candle standing before them all at the center of the room. They had been praying for three days, in shifts. As they did, the Metal Man had felt the divine energies inside of him--inside of them all--growing.

Perhaps God was more complex of mind than so many of his followers thought--and more humble. Perhaps He was willing to admit that his plans had not quite been as good a stead as he had admitted. Then again, perhaps He was intent on merely preserving the seed of mankind even after his home had been rendered uninhabitable. Regardless, Brain Jar was hallowed ground, and, between this and the fact that the Metal Man and Pete, the AI that made Brain Jar a sentient being, defended it vigorously had made it a refuge from the death that stalked the earth.

He looked like a man now. It was necessary. It was the most reasonable way to communicate with other men, who too easily grew to distrust things that did not look like themselves.

"Boss?" It was Pete's voice, coming through the intercom, that reverberated gently through the room.

The Metal Man blinked. It was the first time he had moved in over an hour. "Yes," he replied.

"I'm getting motion readings from an apartment not far away. It looks like a group of demons has broken through the Mysta defenses. They're converging on a single location with about twenty life signs of varying types."

"I understand," the cyborg said. "We'll have to intervene." He stood up slowly, his white shirt, dinner jacket and pants with suspenders clinging to what appeared to be a particularly obese body. A green-stoned ring, his only jewlry, adorned his left hand--this was a signet that allowed those who knew the Metal Man to recognize him no matter what "suit" he was wearing at the time--they all had the same green-stoned ring on one of their fingers. "There won't be time for me to change. Gentlemen, please arm yourselves as you see fit and join me when ready. Pete, transfer me, please."

In a moment, he appeared in the lobby of a fairly large building. Looking around him, he was surprised to find a face that he recognized.

"Seth," he said. "Who's your friend?"

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OOC:

Somebody asked about an excuse to use their weapons...?

Taldeer moved her pistol once again, this time to face TMM "Is there no end to the strangeness off this world? Now there apeares to be teleport technology in a primative culture. In answer to your question I am Taldeer, Solitaire Harlequin of Liliaths great trupe, I am an eldar hailing from the craftworld Ulthway."

The Mista had been driven from near the apartment for now, although they weren't going to go that quietly. The Demons were slowly wrestling control of the world from the peace keepers and nothing they did could stem that flood.

But for now they stood and watched the ground from the ruined rooftops of New York. Most of the Mista were now in this city. There was little point in defending the rest of it. They're greatest victory? The mysterious evacuation of the entire Island of Ireland. All 3 million of them had mysteriously disappeared and only one Mista knew why.

Katie had been there when the Angel known as Julia had struggled to the top of the Mourne Mountains and begged for divine intervention, strangely they were rescued although the Angel was nearly killed as a result.

Now she could see another Demon (OOC: Orin) struggling in the streets and she didn't hesitate. In a heartbeat, she and four other Mista were on the ground and surrounding the wounded Demon, they all had their weapons out and they were ready for anything.

Orin gazed wearily around.
"Ah. Mista? I figured your lot would show up eventually. I assume your here to fight?" He coughed again. "Although, it would appear I am in no condition, I'm still more than willing to gut a few of you."

"You're right" Katie stared at her with her drawn weapon,
"And I assume you're with the mob that's driven us from one end of the globe to the other?" She asked in her thick Irish Accent.

"No. I would not travel with such rank amateurs. The demons you fought were of some backwater tribe. I am of no such tribe." She frowned at Katies sword. "A friend once told me of meeting you lot... Silver imbued swords to add extra kick? A shame then that silver has no added effect on me. Judging by the amount of blades present, I'd say you have a pretty good chance anyway." She also frowned at Katie's accent. "An Irish mista... You wouldn't have ever fought a chap named Tommie?"

"Tommie?" Katie took a small step back in shock and surprise,
"I did, aye" She said suspiciously, "Why do you ask?"

"Pete, did you get that reference?"

"Got it, boss. No reference in the database."

"Well, Taldeer, Solitaire Harlequin of Liliaths great trupe, eldar hailing from the craftworld Ulthway, it would appear that you are a long way from home. Unfortunately, I have little time to chat with you, either. My friend Pete has picked up a troupe of his own--about 20 low-level demons heading in this direction. Will either of you help me to dispatch them?"

As the cyborg spoke, a low, gurgling growl came from the general direction of the front doors.

OOC: Erm, [NS]Dastardly Stench, I don't know if you know that there's a FEAR squad outside the door and if demons appeared with them there would be a lot of shouting and gunfire. A squad of such if currently approaching the front door, unless MC decides to assault the building next to it.
IC:
"Who's your friend?"
"Jesus!" Seth jumped about five feet at the MM's apperance. "You again! Can you people not leave me alone?" he snarled. "Mother of God..."
"That makes you more and more important"
Nadoka shook her head. "Something's wrong. Doomsday has come too early, someone screwed up, the right signs haven't appeared. Someone, somewhere, jumped the gun. So this," she spread her hand widely, "is all for nothing, fake. But it's not fake to the dead, and those dying outside. Speaking of which, I heard the Mista managed to evacuate the Emerald Isle?"

"I heard the Mista managed to evacuate the Emerald Isle?"

Julia gave a small smile,
"The Battle of Ireland. 6,000 Mista against over a million demons and three million dying civilians in the middle. They did what they could but there were nothing that could stop the Demons. One of the Mista begged me to save their people and I agreed," She sighed and leant back against the wall, "I went to the highest point of Ireland and begged for intervention, but no one listened. It seems Heaven was busy"
She coughed and her aurora dipped slightly in intensity,
"So I did it myself. I closed my eyes, focused all my energy and managed to send them all to heaven, well, most of them" She looked sad,
"I was in a coma for three months after that and when I woke up, I was being hailed across the world as the 'Second Messiah' So I kept helping people, using more and more of my energy to save as many people as possible until I grew so weak I could barely stand, like when your Brother found me"
She looked bitter now,
"I left 600,000 people dead on that island with 5,955 Mista. I wasn't strong enough to save them" She gave another cough.

Nadoka looked troubled. "Do you realize what this means? If people start hailing you as the second Messiah, you'll be doomed for sure! Heaven doesn't take kindly to intrusions on their turf like that, especially from an Angel. I suspect that the forces of Hell have attacked Heaven, but this is all one big mess. It's too premature, it wasn't supposed to happen so soon, and none of it's going the way it's supposed to. It's all wrong, and nobody seems to be doing anything to stop it," she said sadly. "The Mista can do what they can, but ultimitly they're still mortal, and subject to the laws of Heaven and Hell. We need to go to the top, find out exactly what happened and what's being done about it." In just that speech she had reversed her own opinion. Julia was on the right track trying to talk to God, except she hadn't taken it far enough. They may have to go meet with the Creator himself.

"I don't think the Lord will look down with any less scorn than he is right now. He has always left the world to do what it wants. Laissez-Faire I believe the French call it. We are on our own. I've proven that already. It's easy to get down to hell but Heaven is another matter. Trust me, it's a no go"
Julia gave another cough,
"Heaven will help us when she thinks we need it" Julia gave a tired sigh.

"Tommie?" Katie took a small step back in shock and surprise,
"I did, aye" She said suspiciously, "Why do you ask?"

"A friend of mine told me about the fight. Your hood fell down I believe? In the middle of a Demon Lord's summer home? Shoddy craftsmanship that is." She tutted and shook her head.

"It did" In reponse Katie dropped her hood again, it revealed the same dead green eyes and the smooth black hair. This was the same Katie just with a lot more blood on her hands. One by one, the other Mista lowered their hoods to reveal three boys and another girl. All had the same dead eyes and all were looking at Orin,
"Why are you here, Demon?" Katie asked again in a harsh tone.

"No reason. I wander. I happened to be here at this time. There is no other reason for my presence." She said curtly. She still hated being referred to as a Demon. "I am not of the tribe that you just slaughtered."

"You are still a Demon though" Katie reasoned with disgust, "And you must be wandering for a reason. Most of New York's surviving population is in this area, we cannot let you enter without a reason.

"My reason is that I choose to wander. Simply, if you wish, I will not pass through here. I'll go somewhere else in the city." She cocked her head, looking at Katie from an angle. "Although I doubt that your Mista ethics will allow big bad me to escape so easily."

Katie's eyes narrowed,
"Normally no," Then she gave a sad sigh, "However, our lack of numbers means that we shall have to let you pass this time. If you stay away from this area, we will not pursue you" She lowered her sword and the other four Mista did the same.

"Really? Hmm... He was wrong." She smiled and walked in the other direction, a small imp now perched on her shoulder watching the Mista. She didn't head in any particular yet, but she had plans.
Oh yes.
She had plans.

The Mista watched her go for a moment then leapt back up to their roofs. They were there to ambush Demons and they just had, however, their dwindling numbers required that one be more picky with whom they engaged.

"Heaven will help us when she thinks we need it"
Nadoka sighed in disgust. "I'm sick of being practically on my own," she groaned. "Just me and Seth, against the world and the Underworld. All the angels and Mista are too wrapped up in other matters to pay any attention. Would it be too much," this last part was directed at the ceiling, "to ask for just a sign of your attention?"

"Jesus!" Seth jumped about five feet at the MM's apperance. "You again! Can you people not leave me alone?" he snarled. "Mother of God..."

The Metal Man raised his eyebrows. "Come now," he said, "I didn't exactly go looking for you. In fact, if you--."

Something just rose out of the darkness behind him. Before most of them could move, it had formed a hideous, black creature with snarling fangs.

The Metal Man merely pivoted. A joint on his right hand that no human has pivoted, too. The skin just below his knuckles stretched and then cut free as a small blade emerged. From just underneath it, a gun of some kind went off--but this was not your standard projectile weapon. Instead, it brought forth a blinding flash--and the creature behind it incinerated.

The Metal Man rolled his eyes. "Shadow demons," he said. "What a pain in the--."

Another one emerged and was dealt with even more quickly.

"YO! I'M TRYING TO CARRY ON A CONVERSATION HERE!"

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@Xis: about that gaggle of Uber-Secret-Agent types...

Now you know how the demons got so close. That written, you may fire at will, Gridley.

OOC: Ahha, of course, I should have suspected.
IC:
Seth snapped his fingers and three more shadow demons appeared, but these were not looking to attack him or the Metal Man. On the contrary, they grappled and killed any more of such that tried to enter the room, summoned demons being more powerful than the usual underworld lackies. "What," asked Seth in a tired voice, "were you saying?"

"To ask for just a sign of your attention?"

"There is me," Julia gave a small chuckle, "am I not sign enough?" She gave another small hacking cough, "Although I may not be enough at this stage"

"Although I may not be enough at this stage"
"Well," said Nadoka, "certainly less of a sign than before, I'm sorry to say. Still, it's said He influences all things, so our meeting you probably has His hand in it somewhere."

"So our meeting you probably has His hand in it somewhere."

"I know it does," Julia coughed again, "But I know he wants his people to look after themselves. Except that I'm here and wasting away on this dying planet"

"What," asked Seth in a tired voice, "were you saying?"

"That I would never compel you to keep my company if you didn't want to," the Metal Man said. "Thank you, by the way. Our guests were getting noisome. How's Nadoka? Any word of Julia?"

Jacky Ripple led his squad up the building's stairs and to the roof. He signaled his soldiers to take cover which they did quickly and quietly. With his squad covering every angle he wondered why it was so quiet, but shook it off. A single wind blew by them and then they moved. Jumping onto the other roof Jacky took this time to click his radio twice, the signal to inform the others that his squad was ready to assault. A few seconds later he received two similar clicks telling him to assault. With a motion with the hand a F.E.A.R. operative opened the roof door and lead the squad down some stairs. According to the intel from Joy Mr. Unclean was suppose to be on the 3rd floor in one of the floor's many rooms.

Upon reaching the suppose door Mr. Unclean was in the squad filed on each side of the doorway. A F.E.A.R. operative reached for the door and looked up to his squad leader.
Ripple nodded and they moved.

The squad quickly searched the room, yelling clear as they found nothing. When every single conrner was deemed safe Jacky finally let go of a bearth he was holding in for some time. He clicked on his radio.

"Point squad, lead. Fourth floor is clean. He isn't here," one of the soldiers picked something up from behind a chair covered in fresh blood and handed it to Jacky, "he found the tracking device and left it here as a parting gift." He didn't notice the lack of a response.

Jacky took the device from the soldier and the squad began to head down the stairs making sure to check each floor for Mr. Unclean, but the chance of finding him were becoming more slim by the floor. Then a shadow appeared.

"Oh shi-" one of the F.E.A.R. operatives was thrown across the 2nd floor hall hitting the floor hard and sliding into a wall. Two shadows formed into the form of bug like creatures. Each one had a pair of four legs on the sides of their bodies and a missive pincer in front of their mouth which had hundreds of pointed teeth on it. Jacky quickly aimed his G1A2 submachine at the monster and fired off a burst at it's head. Two of the bullets simply bruised the monster's thick skin while the last one wounded the creature. The other one jumped to attack, but was quickly gunned down by a pair of F.E.A.R. operatives armed with G4A1 rifles, they moved to finish off the other one. Jacky quickly radioed in to lead.

"We're under attack! Two crawlers from the sadows," now there was a series of burst fire all around him and the soldier thrown down the hall formed up with the squad again, limping, "there are a bunch more though. We need help, over." No reply...

Damnit! Guys were getting out the building! Move it," Jacky opened the stairwell door and lead the way down while the only operative armed with a G5A2 rifle covered their retreat. Upon reaching the lobby the F.E.A.R. operatives quickly found cover and began to shoot at any bug coming after them in the stairs. Completely ignorant to the others behind them...

Gun fire could also be heard from outside if one was to listen carefully and the air seemed to be thicker, colder then before.

OOC: Quick, who do you want to meet first, Mr. Unclean or Paxtom or both? Also, the others are you guys; you all are in a building right?

OOC: Personally, I'd like to meet Mr. Unclean. Anyway, the Metal Man, Seth and Taldeer are in the lobby (behind you) and Nadoka and Julia are upstairs. I never specified a floor, so if there's one you haven't checked, it'll be that one. Orin is the only one not in the building, she's somewhere in New York, along with a rapidly decreasing number of Mista and an increasing number of hellspawn.
IC:
"But I know he wants his people to look after themselves. Except that I'm here and wasting away on this dying planet"
"Because we've done such a great job so far," said Nadoka drily. "We-" There was the sound of gunfire and shouting from below, as well as peircing, unhuman shrieks of something. Nadoka looked to the closed door. "Trouble," she muttered.
How's Nadoka? Any word of Julia?"
Seth waved off the Metal Man's thanks. "Nadoka's doing fine, she's grown gigantic wings and is recovering nicely. I can't say the same for Julia, sadly. It seems the war over the earth is sapping her strength, and the Mista are rapidly falling in numbers all over the globe. They're both upstairs-"
He was interrupted by the presence of a number of large, insectisoid demons and what seemed to be soldiers firing on them.
"GODDAMN ITERLOPERS!" Seth roared, cleving a bug in half with his sword. "IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR A MINUTE OF QUIET!?"

"In war there is little silence" Taldeer yelled, gleefuly preforming a tripple backflip to land facing one of the bugs, raming the tube on her forearm thrugh its thick skin and withdrawing almost instantly and side steping to stab at another with her powersword, fireing her shruikain pistol at another.

"I came from a world where i had to fight, now i shall show you the dance of death." she yelled to Seth, ducking to avoid the sweeping arm of another bug and cuting it off at the elbow.

OOC: that tube was the Harlequins kiss, read my description of Taldeer on the ooc for info on what it does.

"Trouble"

"By the sounds of it" Julia gave a sad nod, "I'm not up for a battle and you are still important to this whole device. With hope, the Mista will be able to reinforce us" She didn't sound too hopeful.

"I hate fighting," the Metal Man said, looking at Seth, "and I couldn't agree with you more." But the blade extended from his left hand. "There will be silence soon."

He zipped into the air, born on magnetic levitators contained within his cyborg body. Quickly, he zipped to a point slightly behind Taldeer, and wiped out two insectoids with one shot, slicing both rather messily in two and leaving a nasty gash on the wall behind them.

Then, so fast that it was only a blur, he moved to the far end of the lobby, dealing death to every insectoid that dared show itself in the room.

When he was done, there were a lot of special forces types looking at him, and a lot of little, red dots showing on various parts of his torso.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he said, "I am the Metal Man. I will not attack you. If you will not attack me, then there can be peace between us. What say you?"

As he spoke, a young man, Caucasian and blond, thin but muscular, wearing an extremely light set of armor, appeared below him, holding a sword at the ready. The sword glowed, spreading an aura from the stone at its hilt, a common-looking, brown stone, like a strange sort of smoke, that dissipated nearby.

"This is my friend Allowishus," the Metal Man said. "His sword is known as Angelfire. He stands with me."

There was a sickening squelch as the bug that Taldeer had 'kissed' exploded violently, spraying boiling blood everywere, she stabed anoth bug in the back of the head and stoped, it apered that the otheres had either died or fled.

OOC: sry if they aint but thats the 'vibes' that i get from TMMs post.

Orin was now back at the apartment, unnoticed by Mista or enemy. She picked the small imp off her shoulder, which squealed happily, then she sighed and clicked her fingers, replacing the small imp on her shoulder. A small, ugly blue imp appeared in front of her and she promptly tore it apart. Dabbing one finger in the blood, she drew a circle on the wall quickly, before drawing an eye in the center and departing.

"I'm not up for a battle and you are still important to this whole device. With hope, the Mista will be able to reinforce us"
There were more demonic screams, shouting, gunfire, then, suddenly, silence. It was broken by a sound like a very large water balloon popping, and then the dull murmur of a deep voice. "Sounds like the battle is already over," muttered Nadoka, "good thing."
Lobby...
Seth gave Taldeer a disgusted look, as he was cleaning off blood and bug parts from his person, mainly though her "exploding bug" trick. He paid the special forces no mind, wiping himself off with a rapidly bloodier hand and shaking his head like a dog, spraying droplets of blood everywhere.

Dastardly Stench;13583602']When he was done, there were a lot of special forces types looking at him, and a lot of little, red dots showing on various parts of his torso.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he said, "I am the Metal Man. I will not attack you. If you will not attack me, then there can be peace between us. What say you?"

As he spoke, a young man, Caucasian and blond, thin but muscular, wearing an extremely light set of armor, appeared below him, holding a sword at the ready. The sword glowed, spreading an aura from the stone at its hilt, a common-looking, brown stone, like a strange sort of smoke, that dissipated nearby.

"This is my friend Allowishus," the Metal Man said. "His sword is known as Angelfire. He stands with me."

Jacky Ripple's face as well as the face of the other F.E.A.R. operatives' went pale. They had never seen anything like this before, the bugs they fought before, but this was... New to say the least.

"Hi?" Was the only thing Jacky was able to say before a man wearing a blue suit walked in. Blood covered his entire body, especially his mouth.

"Now, what do we have here? Some men and women from F.E.A.R. Demons, an angle, and... Well, whatever the hell is also here," the man chuckled.

"I'm sorry for the bugs, but Alma can be a little bitchy sometimes and you know how women are! No matter how young, when they set their mind on something they become the most powerful force on the planet! Well, in her case at least," the man walked up to Metal Man.

"Hello odd one. My name be Mr. Unclean, what be yours?" He looked around, "it seems you were dragged into our affairs too it seems. Well on the behalf of myself and Mu Cephei, I am truly sorry," the F.E.A.R. squad began to surround Mr. Unclean. Freaky or not, but regardless of what they just witness thier target was finally here...

"Put your hands up, now!" Mr. Unclean gave a single glance towards the F.E.A.R. operatives before the entire squad fell to the floor, Jacky the only one left standing. Their beating hearts pulled out by some unknown force and their blood flying everywhere. Mr. Unclean licked his lips.

"As you can see the Mu Cepheians aren't exactly happy with me. Did you know they want to excute me! For what? All I did was destroy a planet! I mean, is playing with dark matter and anti-matter that bad?" Mr. Un Clean chuckled and Jacky collapsed onto the floor, trying to radio in the rest of the F.E.A.R. force. Mr. Unclean turned towards him.

"Don't waste your energy. Most, if not all of your comrades outside are dead," he turned back to the Metal Man, "human meat I wonderful. Don't you agree?"

It was not the Metal Man, but Seth, who spoke.
"I dunno," he said casually, rubbing a finger across his blade, "I like humans fine, don't get me wrong, but I could never eat a whole one in a single sitting. Know what I'm saying?" he glanced up at Mr. Unclean, a slow smile forming as he evaluated his potential opponet.

"Well I have been braught up to both avoid and masacer Mon'kae, humans, so I tend to only like them once they are dead!" Taldeer said sadly, pivoting on one foot out of boardem.

Julia listened and sure enough, there was silence. She leant back against and wall and sighed. Then she gave a small start,
"Demons" She said glancing out one of the windows, "To the north, they are approaching"
She squinted for a moment, as if watching a film, then she relaxed,
"The Mista have engaged them. We are safe for now"

"It would seem, Taldeer," the Metal Man said from his place above the fray, "that you may have a few things to unlearn in your stay here. I can help."

Then, he turned, rotated in the air, to face Mr. Unclean.

"They weren't all F.E.A.R.," he corrected. "One of them was my friend.

"I am the Metal Man, and I have my moods, too. I hate death, I hate strife and I absolutely can't stand irresponsible, arrogant murderers." He flew down, to a point only a few feet above Mr. Unclean. There was fire in his gaze now. The blades extending from his hands lengthened to their full six meters. "I like to deter them."

Something in the middle of the cyborg's chest glowed for a moment. Mr. Unclean found himself in the middle of a multi-thousand-volt cloud of electric charge. Normally, the Metal Man used this as a shielding device, but, like the shields of old, it could be used to attack as well as defend.

We are safe for now"
Nadoka gave a short, humorless laugh. "As safe as we ever are. C'mon, we'd better see what's going on down there. I hate not knowing," she rose and proceeded to the door, glancing back to see if Julia was following her.

Julia gave a sigh and delicately lifted herself to her feet. She was a little unsteady and she cursed Nadoka's youthful energy, she gave another hacking cough and stooped over slightly.
When she straightened up, she looked at Nadoka,
"I'm fine" She firmly answered a question that had not been asked, "Really. I'm fine"

"Uh-huh," said Nadoka with a raised eyebrow, totally unconvinced. She turned completly towards the angel. "If you will not accept my aide, will you at least patch yourself up the mortal way? Or are there no human cures effective for you?"

"Will you at least patch yourself up the mortal way? Or are there no human cures effective for you?"

"Nope" Julia shook her head, "None. When Doctors were developing cures, they didn't have Angels in mind" she gave an ironic smile, "I should last long enough to complete my mission anyway. Then I can die in peace"

"So morbid," Nadoka shook her head again, "lighten up a little. Geez, can't anyone smile? It's not the end of the world, contrary to what everyone else says." She went for the door, opening it and peeking out.

"So morbid," Nadoka shook her head again, "lighten up a little. Geez, can't anyone smile? It's not the end of the world, contrary to what everyone else says." She went for the door, opening it and peeking out.

"When I say die, I don't mean returning to heaven. I mean I waste away to nothingness. My body, my spirit, my soul. It all dies. I die" She sounded frightened at the statement but determined at the same time, "It will be worth it to save this world"

Nadoka didn't move for a moment. Then she turned around, shocked and horrified. "What do you mean?" she whispered. "A servant of Heaven, and your final resting place isn't there? God uses you and throws you away? And your sacrificing yourself, all of you, forever, for this?" she spread her hands to indicate the world in general.

Julia gave a loud laugh which quickly degenerated in a hacking cough again. She shivered then nodded,
"If I wanted," She gave an ironic smile, "I could return to heaven and full strength now. But if I give out on a demon planet like this then I cease to exist"

It was not the Metal Man, but Seth, who spoke.
"I dunno," he said casually, rubbing a finger across his blade, "I like humans fine, don't get me wrong, but I could never eat a whole one in a single sitting. Know what I'm saying?" he glanced up at Mr. Unclean, a slow smile forming as he evaluated his potential opponet.

Mr. Unclean faced the man who spoked, "no, I do not know what you mean," Mr. Unclean looked at himself then he looked back up.

"Oh, do not let looks decive you, I am much bigger then this form. I just don't like standing out," he smiled and then he frowned, "I would just like to warn you that I am not here to make friends. I'm just here to avoid the Mu Cepheians. Those humans known as F.E.A.R. are nothing, but the Mu Cepheians are something else. Rarely does someone like me say such things of a Type II civilization so do take these words with care," he turned to The Metal Man who began to speak.

"Well I have been braught up to both avoid and masacer Mon'kae, humans, so I tend to only like them once they are dead!" Taldeer said sadly, pivoting on one foot out of boardem.

"Well, I am happy someone agrees with me!" Mr. Unclean bowed to the stranger, "I am Mr. Unclean. It is a pleasure to meet you... Wait, you are?"

Dastardly Stench;13585232']"It would seem, Taldeer," the Metal Man said from his place above the fray, "that you may have a few things to unlearn in your stay here. I can help."

Then, he turned, rotated in the air, to face Mr. Unclean.

"They weren't all F.E.A.R.," he corrected. "One of them was my friend.

"I am the Metal Man, and I have my moods, too. I hate death, I hate strife and I absolutely can't stand irresponsible, arrogant murderers." He flew down, to a point only a few feet above Mr. Unclean. There was fire in his gaze now. The blades extending from his hands lengthened to their full six meters. "I like to deter them."

Something in the middle of the cyborg's chest glowed for a moment. Mr. Unclean found himself in the middle of a multi-thousand-volt cloud of electric charge. Normally, the Metal Man used this as a shielding device, but, like the shields of old, it could be used to attack as well as defend.

"Oh, which one was your friend?" Mr. Unclean took a glance at the dead soldiers and the knocked out Jacky, "there are a bunch of them and these are just the ones I found inside. You should see outside, there was a whole platoon!" He laughed and then The Metal Man started to speak again.

"So you don't like violence? Yet you use it yourself, nice morals. Truly you are a true person of peace. One question, if a fly flies on you and bites you. What do you do? Do you scare it off or crush it?" Mr. Unclean looked The Metal Man in the eyes.

"The human civilization on this planet is a Type I. They are nothing, but insects to me and just like how a human uses bug spray to remove fly that bites them so do I," Mr. Unclean smiled, "if I must I will stop killing humans in your presence." THe voltage cloud appeared. Mr. Unclean fell to his nees as the voltage shock hit him. He looked up.

"I should warn you, I am nothing that you have ever seen before. I hold powers then not even religion can compare to. I come from a civilization that is a Type III. Stop this at once or I will be force to stop you myself... Wait... It seems I don't have to... A squad of Mu Cephei soldiers are coming and they won't take to kindly to someone who is harming their target." His smile, which never left his face, grew wider.

Mr. Unclean faced the man who had spoken. "No, I do not know what you mean." Mr. Unclean looked at himself, then he looked back up.

"Oh, do not let looks deceive you. I am much bigger then this form. I just don't like standing out," he smiled and then he frowned, "I would just like to warn you that I am not here to make friends. I'm just here to avoid the Mu Cepheians. Those humans known as F.E.A.R. are nothing, but the Mu Cepheians are something else. Rarely does someone like me say such things of a Type II civilization, so do take these words with care," he turned to The Metal Man, who began to speak.

"Well, I am happy someone agrees with me!" Mr. Unclean bowed to the stranger. "I am Mr. Unclean. It is a pleasure to meet you... Wait, you are?"

"Oh, which one was your friend?" Mr. Unclean took a glance at the dead soldiers and the knocked out Jacky, "there are a bunch of them and these are just the ones I found inside. You should see outside, there was a whole platoon!" He laughed and then The Metal Man started to speak again.

"So you don't like violence? Yet you use it yourself, nice morals. Truly you are a true person of peace. One question: if a fly flies on you and bites you, what do you do? Do you scare it off or crush it?" Mr. Unclean looked The Metal Man in the eyes.

"The human civilization on this planet is a Type I. They are nothing but insects to me and just as a human uses bug spray to remove fly that bites them, so do I," Mr. Unclean smiled. "If I must, I will stop killing humans in your presence." The voltage cloud appeared. Mr. Unclean fell to his knees as the voltage shock hit him. He looked up.

"I should warn you, I am nothing that you have ever seen before. I hold powers that not even religion can compare to. I come from a civilization that is a Type III. Stop this at once or I will be forced to stop you myself... Wait... It seems I don't have to... A squad of Mu Cephei soldiers are coming and they won't take too kindly to someone who is harming their target." His smile, which never left his face, grew wider.

"Remember," the Metal Man hissed, "never to presume solely based on context. I am a product of Species One technology--what you would call a borderline Type IV civilization. You've got nothing that I haven't seen before. That these humans are like flies to you serves only to show your lack of vision. If properly nurtured, they can easily grow to become a Type III or better. But, for that, they have to survive.

"I would not let the fly bite me. If it did, it would die without my intervention. I would drive it off beforehand, without harming it."

"Please indicate how I may keep these 'flies' from biting you, and I may, at my digression, attempt to do so--but, mark my words, I will not look favorably on attempts to usurp control of the planet or its resources.

"My friend was the one with the sword."

The Metal Man withdrew his blades and levitated to a point slightly over Allowishus. He extended his arm, and the blade, which had fallen a foot or so from the now dead defender, rose into his hand.

A bug demon writhed on the floor nearby--his earlier barrage must have left it living. He held the sword and completely straightened his arm, pointing the shaft of the blade directly at the creature. The brown stone in its hilt glowed red for a moment, and a reddish aura shot down the blade and into the creature. It incinerated instantly, easing its suffering. "This," the cyborg said, "is Angelfire. And it can bite you.

"And, as to the soldiers, thank you for your words of warning."

"Oh, do not let looks deceive you, I am much bigger then this form. I just don't like standing out,"
"Because you've done such a great job of being totally inconspicuous so far," said Seth sarcastically.
Rarely does someone like me say such things of a Type II civilization so do take these words with care,"
"I'd say you've got enough ego for a whole "Type II" civilization. Look, man, I've got no argument with you. Leave me alone, and I'll leave you alone."

"Well, I am happy someone agrees with me!" Mr. Unclean bowed to the stranger, "I am Mr. Unclean. It is a pleasure to meet you... Wait, you are?"

"I am mearly a servent of Liliath, the laughing god. Id say it was a pleasure to meet you 'Mr unclean' but I would be lieing. Needless killing is the way of chaos and we Eldar are sworn enimys of those madmen no matter where we or they are. And what with you looking so... human, I would rather not asosiate with you at all!" she said, heading towards where Mr unclean said the soldiers where coming from, her pistol ready "Now if you'll excuse me I will go and kill those soldiers before they come and try to kill you and these fine gentlemen."

"Wait," Seth jumped to Taldeer. "Don't. There's probably a peaceful solution, a way that dosen't involve killing them all."
Seth opened the cracked glass door and stepped out onto the crumbling steps of the apartment building, looking for more F.E.A.R. operatives.
Apartment...
Nadoka nodded sadly at Julia's words and stepped out of the apartment, carefully decending the stairs, trying to see what was going on in the lobby.

Julia gave a sigh and struggled down the stairs after Nadoka. She may have been in trouble but she promised to looked after Nadoka and so she would. For as long as possible, which, at this rate wouldn't be long. She arrived at the lobby and have a hacking cough,
"So," She managed a weak smile, "The Metal Knight. Nice to see you again"
She bent over double in a fierce cough. She then looked at the others, squinting as her vision started to fuzz out and her joints started to shiver,
"Well, well, what's all this then?"

Taldeer reluctantly agreed and stood wehere she was, then she heared the two angles decending the stairs and ran to stop any potential attackers.

Upon reaching the stairs she fell back, a blinding light eminating from Nadoka momenterily stuning her.

When she recovered she bowed, saying "I must admit I never thaught to see the living saint of the Mon'kae Eclesiarchy, it is an honur."

-Snip-

"Well, a softy aren't you? You say that humans can be grown to be powerful, yes? So how would you go about helping them? Will you teach them your ideas of wrong and right? Will you tell them what they can and can't do?" Mr. Unclean stood up, shaking slightly from a small wound on his body.

"Personally I have no problems with the humans. I only kill those who get in my way, otherwise my true enemy is Alma. Also, just to let you know. I hate bugs. These things do not belong to me, I just so happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Most likely Alma created them or Paxton brought them. Either way I have said too much," Mr. Unclean began to head for the doors.

-Snip-

"You are thinking in the wrong way of what it is a Type II, also, I'm part of a Type III. The highest measurement of a civilization possible. Above that is nothing," Mr. Unclean straighten his suit, "I would love to teach you all about civilization type, but I have a meeting to go to."


-Snip-

"Good luck with that," Mr. Unclean nodded his head towards Eldar.

-Snip-

"Softy too, huh? Well don't worry, I'm leaving so there won't be any problems. I have been staying here too long anyway," he turned around to face the large group of... Things.

He threw his hand in the air, moved it in front of his chest, bowed, and yelled, "I bid thy a farewell and a good evening!" He walked out of the building and faded into nothingness on the street.

Soon afterwards two F.E.A.R. operatives busted though the doors, pointing their G4A1 rifles at everyone. Jolly Joy soon followed carrying a blood covered Michael James, who seemed to be sleeping. Noticing Jacky, Jolly eased Michael on the floor and ran up to her fallen comrade to see if he was okay, ignorant of the others in the room. One of the operatives holding up his rifle spoke up.

"What the hell happened here? Someone answer me, now!" The soldiers were shaking nervously and were both covered in blood, none of it their on. They both knew that they could nothing now, but wait for the special forces detachment to come and reinforce them, but that could take a lot of time...


OOC: The coming soldiers are not F.E.A.R. operatives. Besides for the survivors F.E.A.R. is pretty much down for the count in this rp. All your going to see is the survivors of the bug battle, a few elite Mu Cephei soldiers, Mr. Unclean (of course), Paxton, and maybe Alma depending on my writing mood.

"I must admit I never thaught to see the living saint of the Mon'kae Eclesiarchy, it is an honur."
Nadoka was naturally confused, but took this in stride. "Thank you," she murmured. "Your name is?"
They were interrupted by the arrival of several soldiers in the lobby. Nadoka stepped back slightly on the staircase, out of sight unless one was looking directly up it.
"What the hell happened here? Someone answer me, now!"
"Whoa, buddy," Seth raised his hands defensively, sword absent, "calm down. If you keep pointing that thing everywhere, you'll kill somebody. You know a dude named Mr. Unclean?"

"Good," the Metal Man said, "he's gone. Pete, fix 'em."

Each body in turn glowed for a moment. When this was done, the ripped-out hearts had been put back and restarted. Several were having troubles, but most would live.

"The human brain must be deprived of oxygen for two minutes before death ensues," the Metal Man said. "Mr. Unclean wasn't here that long."

"Allowishus?" the cyborg asked.

"He'll make it," Pete replied. "Like the rest of them, it'll take weeks for him to fully heal, but he'll make it."

"The others outside?"

"Sorry, boss. There wasn't enough left to fix."

The Metal Man sagged to the floor. He set Angelfire's point to the ground. For a moment, he looked like a terribly old man resting his weary head on a walking stick.

"Hello, Julia," he said. "Sorry to see you in such a worn state. I've got something for you, though. Perhaps it will help."

He reached into the side of his plain, white robe and pulled out a daggar with a brown stone in it. "This is Phantom," he said, "and it is a part of a vow I made some years ago, when last we saw each other."

Then, his voice, though it remained quiet, began to carry throughout the room.

"What happened here, gentlemen, is that this group of F.E.A.R. operatives ran into some...thing...with a very unusual way of rating the universe--much more technologically advanced than them. I've tried to set right what I could, but my abilities are far from infinite."

Allowishus, the only member of the group who was wearing white instead of black, coughed, rolled over and opened his eyes.

"Rest, friend," the Metal Man said.

"The sword!" Allowishus said between bloody coughs. "It must remain in battle!"

"Yes," the Metal Man replied. "Though you should heal as good as new, I must find a new bearer for Angelfire.

"When I had this blade smithed, incorporating one of the stones that came from the extinct body of the Monad, I decreed that it should remain in human hands. Its name is Angelfire, and it imbues its bearer with the elemental power of fire, among many others. Being anti-magical, I cannot wield it to the full extent of its powers. Is there anyone here who knows how to handle a broadsword?"

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OOC: Jacky, perhaps?

OOC:

Angelfire (fire) (broadsword) to the Humans.
Phantom (mind) (daggar) to the Angels.
Kamikazi (wind) (samaurai sword) the Metal Man shall keep himself.
Hurricane (water) (curved arabic blade) to the Mista.
Earthquake (earth) (gladeus) to the Turned among the Demons.

Thus has the Metal Man vowed to scatter the Stones of the Monad, not among locations, but among the races vieing to hold back the tide of the demons.

"Thank you," she murmured. "Your name is?"
"I am taldeer of Ulthwa. I would apear to be lost by some bizar cicumstance, perhapse you could tell me what is going on with your wisdom."

Orin had arrived at Staten Island, which was completely under demon control. Patrols of huge, armored behemoths (http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z107/Kain1235/mb_art_13.jpg) walked the cracked and melted streets, their huge feet leaving deep imprints in the ground. Smaller imps, nothing really more than floating eyes with limbs (http://www.ffcompendium.com/EspMon/ahriman10.jpg), darted around the skyline, observing everything happening in New York. Especially the movements of the Mista. Two of the tribe leaders, Zsholhosth (http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z107/Kain1235/DemonKnight.jpg) of the Fallen Templar and Kihorthurnac (http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z107/Kain1235/rakdos-demon-lord.jpg) of the Beastmen tribe, were there, arguing over battle tactics about the coming assault.
"Your idiotic hordes would be ripped to pieces! You need refinement in battle!"
"You idiot." Kihorthurnac spoke in a rasping Aramaic. "The Mista are so few in numbers even the Spheres could defeat them! My hordes would simply pour over and devour them!"
There was suddenly a flash of red, which then pulsed through brown, white, blue, purple light and then a void of light. It emanated from one of the portals (http://www.waiting4oblivion.com/images/screenshots/obx18B.jpg), which were supposed to be linked directly to Hell. A figure (http://www.rogueshollow.com/fearcast/images/art/ABADDON.jpg) stepped out, one hand outstretched but balled into a fist. It spoke in a dry, hoarse tounge, stopping for raspy breaths in the middle of sentences.
"My master wishes... to give y-you aid in your... endeavors." The hand opened and there appeared an old roman sword. In its hilt was a brown stone. "They were not wise to give... my masters soul to... mere demons.Traitors... at that." Kihorthurnac growled at this but Zsholhosth held an arm out in front of him. It barely reached his knees.
"This is part of the Monads soul?" He took the and crushed it. When he poured the remains into his other hand, everything was dust but the gem. It had no outwards sin of damage. He took his glove off to examine it, and yelled as the gem sank into his hand. "What the hell is this!?" The figure answered, walking back into the gate.
"It is a blessing. Use it wisely." And with that he was gone.

About an hour afterwards, the two demon princes had stopped arguing.
"Send another battlegroup of your men in, Brother. I must remain behind to contemplate this."
And about 10 minutes later, 100 small demons poured into New York. (http://dougbot.com/forum/meatHoleDemon.jpg)

Orin watched the demons pour into the city then strolled over to Zsholhosth. "Tough day?" He eyed her with anger.
"If you wish to put it so stupidly, yes. Tough day." He looked back at his hand.
"You know, there are more of those gems. And I have a good idea who would have them."

OOC: Biggest post I have ever, and probaly will ever, make.

Julia took the dagger and gave a small nod,
"Thank you" She wheezed as she tucked it into her belt, "I will carry it for the Angels" She gave another cough,
"Although I may not last long enough to give it to them"

In the molten land there was a sudden whooshing noise as the fires colesed into a huge ball. The ball exploded, kiling several deamons and the prince of darkness (now Carnage) steped out of the resultant crater "How goes the assult, servant. I know you have withheld information from me and you should know that by my merciful nature you are allowed to escape with a reminder of your lowly position. WHERE IS THE ANGEL JULIEA LOCATED?!?!" he finished in a yell, lame erupting between his horns.

OOC:Ill post all the relavent crap includin a pic later, i g2g reallys soon so...

Orin started before Zsholhosth interrupted her.
"Torment may be your servant, Carnage. But I am not. I broke Azazil's bonds millenia ago. You come to my lands, kill MY DEMONS AND EXPECT COURTESY! He took a few steps towards Carnage, sword raised. "WHILE YOU ARE IN MY LANDS, YOU WILL RESPECT ME!" Black fire shot from his armor, tongues of it licking the ground and setting it alight. He settled down slightly before continuing. "You have no power over our tribes, backstabber. Out of politeness, I will explain this to you. I do not know where this Julia is. Now, LEAVE." Orin coughed. "Yeah, I have an idea. She's in an apartment block in the city, along with a few old acquaintances of yours. I believe Master Kithor's horde will be arriving there any minute." Zshol's eyes glowed red as he glared at Carnage.
"You have your information. Depart."

Smiling to Orin he said "Thanks" in a voice so pleasent even an anel would have thaught he had ment to be nice, turning to the deamon prince he glared, his eyes flashing yellow.

In an instant he was right next to him, a black swrd to his thorght "Be careful what you say, some day you'll find my knife stuck fast in your chest if you are not careful." and he was gone thrugh another portal.
Behind the deamon prince a 6000 ton anvil smashed into the ground a centimeter away from hiting him.

Zshol growled.
"How can you serve such an imbecile?"
"It's more a share of power. I know a few things about him he wouldn't like the Daemon populace to know. And he knows something about me."
"You know his birthname?"
Orin grinned and nodded. Zshol smiled under his helmet.
"I do believe this could become a beautiful friendship."

OOC: A gladius is a sword, about fifteen inches in length, with an extremely sharp blade. It was the trademark weapon of the Roman Gladiators (in fact, they were named after it, not the other way 'round), and the weapon that Spartagus used to hand the Roman Legion its lungs on several occasions before his rebellion ultimately succumbed to the multitude of forces arrayed against him.

Good job on moving Earthquake over to the side of the demons, BTW. :) :) :)

I was hoping that something would happen to help balance out the Monad's "gift" to the world.

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"Pete, hold the acolytes. I need medics to help the ones we fixed. How many can we spare."

"We have about five right now."

"Get 'em down here as soon as possible. And anything that you can do to reinvigorate an Angel..."

"Give me a break, boss! Do you think that Heaven has an entry in the database?"

"Make one."

"Lot of good that'll do us now..."

"Well, do the best you can."

The Metal Man turned from the gun-toting F.E.A.R. operative with a polite "excuse me" and clasped Julia's hand. As he did, he could feel the energy that he had built up--some of it, anyway--flowing from him into her.

"We've really got to stop meeting like this," he said.

They were interrupted by the arrival of several soldiers in the lobby. Nadoka stepped back slightly on the staircase, out of sight unless one was looking directly up it.
"What the hell happened here? Someone answer me, now!"
"Whoa, buddy," Seth raised his hands defensively, sword absent, "calm down. If you keep pointing that thing everywhere, you'll kill somebody. You know a dude named Mr. Unclean?"

"Yeah! What do you know about him? Was he here?" the soldiers kept their weapons aimed at the strangers and Jolly lifted Jacky up to his feet as he woke up. He looked around, his face fell with despair.

"Who did this to my squad?! I want an answer now!"

Dastardly Stench;13591006']"Good," the Metal Man said, "he's gone. Pete, fix 'em."

Each body in turn glowed for a moment. When this was done, the ripped-out hearts had been put back and restarted. Several were having troubles, but most would live.

"The human brain must be deprived of oxygen for two minutes before death ensues," the Metal Man said. "Mr. Unclean wasn't here that long."

"Allowishus?" the cyborg asked.

"He'll make it," Pete replied. "Like the rest of them, it'll take weeks for him to fully heal, but he'll make it."

"The others outside?"

"Sorry, boss. There wasn't enough left to fix."

The Metal Man sagged to the floor. He set Angelfire's point to the ground. For a moment, he looked like a terribly old man resting his weary head on a walking stick.

"Hello, Julia," he said. "Sorry to see you in such a worn state. I've got something for you, though. Perhaps it will help."

He reached into the side of his plain, white robe and pulled out a daggar with a brown stone in it. "This is Phantom," he said, "and it is a part of a vow I made some years ago, when last we saw each other."

Then, his voice, though it remained quiet, began to carry throughout the room.

"What happened here, gentlemen, is that this group of F.E.A.R. operatives ran into some...thing...with a very unusual way of rating the universe--much more technologically advanced than them. I've tried to set right what I could, but my abilities are far from infinite."

Allowishus, the only member of the group who was wearing white instead of black, coughed, rolled over and opened his eyes.

"Rest, friend," the Metal Man said.

"The sword!" Allowishus said between bloody coughs. "It must remain in battle!"

"Yes," the Metal Man replied. "Though you should heal as good as new, I must find a new bearer for Angelfire.

"When I had this blade smithed, incorporating one of the stones that came from the extinct body of the Monad, I decreed that it should remain in human hands. Its name is Angelfire, and it imbues its bearer with the elemental power of fire, among many others. Being anti-magical, I cannot wield it to the full extent of its powers. Is there anyone here who knows how to handle a broadsword?"

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OOC: Jacky, perhaps?

OOC: Why not, but I don't think he just going to say okay in this situation. I mean he did see the hearts of his squad get pulled out from their bodies and now there being put back in... Thats a lot to take in in a short period of time. Lets give Jacky a little time to breath. lol

The operatives from F.E.A.R. watched in pure amazement as a few of their, once, dead comrades coughed and begin to raise up. Most of the ones who would survive sat up, breathing heavily. After Jacky said he was alright, Jolly began to work on getting the survivors near the exit. Besides her escort she was the only uninjured person in the failed operation. Luckily she received word on her radio that help was coming. Jacky, however, walked up to a body of a F.E.A.R. operative, one of three who did not make it. He just stood there, angry and upset that he didn't get a chance to kill the one who did this. All he wanted to do right now was to find Mr. Unclean and rip his heart out, if he had one.


In an instant he was right next to him, a black swrd to his thorght "Be careful what you say, some day you'll find my knife stuck fast in your chest if you are not careful." and he was gone thrugh another portal, apering behind the sniper team that the mu chipens had posted.
"Evning gentlemen" he said calmy, a black sword apering, hovering at the back of thier neck.

Behind the deamon prince a 6000 ton anvil smashed into the ground a centimeter away from hiting him.

OOC: The sniper and her escort are in the lobby with the others. If you want I can rp you showing up in the lobby. What do you think?




Soon outside the building there came a great deafening roar as three dropships, one heavy and two light, landed. Six Heavy Infantrymen jumped off one of the lights, four Elite Heavy Infantrymen jumped off the other light and an Armored Infantrymen hoped off of the heavy. They walked towards the bodies of the platoon of dead F.E.A.R. operatives on the streets. All of them, besides the computer controlled mecha, grew angry at their failure to protect their smaller, weaker human counterparts. One of the Elite Heavy Infantrymen turned to the others.

"Spread out and find out who did this!" The soldier's voice spoke in Mu Cepheian in a powerful tone that would make a grizzly turn and run with it's tail between it's legs. Soon the soldiers and mecha entered the dreaded apartment building, following a trail of blood and bodies. Upon entering they brought their weapons to bare, noticing what appeared to be their comrades in danger.

"F.E.A.R. operatives, help has a arrive! Get over here so we can get you out of here," the same Elite Infantrymen yelled out to the operatives, those who could, walked behind the Mu Cepheians and others crawled. One of the Heavy Infantrymen turned to Jacky.

"What happened here," Jacky kepted walking till he was outside all the while answering the Mu Cepheian's question.

"Mr. Unclean," thats all the soldier needed to know. The leader turned to the others in the room.

"Identify yourselves and your purpose here or we will open fire!" The Armored Infantrymen let loose a roar as to prove this point. All the while the F.E.A.R. operatives boarded the dropships to receive medical attention and to rest. Jolly Joy however stayed behind, she too wanted to know what happened here.

OOC: Yes! A reason to bring out the elites of Mu Cpehei!

Identify yourselves and your purpose here or we will open fire!"
"Will you now?" a voice said, heavy with malice as the infantrymans gun began to glow with heat "I think not, and in this damned world what I say generaly goes." the voice continued as a set gleaming white teeth apered infront of the man, then a mouth, and a head, rapidly forming into a body in black armor with red skin and a large set of horns.
OOC:Edited my post now lolz:P

Julia watched the dead being raised and the FEAR Squad entering the building and merely shook her head. She limped over to the nearest wall and slumped down it, sitting at the bottom,
"Who is this, Mister Unclean?" She asked aloud, giving a cough at the same time.

With a screech, the horde attacked. 100 leech demons vaulted off roofs and barreled out of man holes, all heading for the building. 20 scaled the side of the building, heading up to the level above everyone, while the rest headed straight for the main doors.

OOC: Just in case things weren't complicated enough.

"You should know that about 100 deamons are on thier way here. You should be running, id give them about 30 secons before the reach this floor" he said as Taldeer ran at him her sword raised as she screeched
"Die fiend of chaos!" before he riped her heart out with his mind,
"Such a pity, never again shall one of those walk the earth." he quiped sending her soul and heart down to hell.

The Metal Man sniffed the air three times, then a look of disgust came over his face.

"Gentlemen," he said to the Mu Cephei agents, "this is Carnage. From what I hear, he's the King of Hell these days. Right up there with your Mr. Unclean on the heavy hitter list--and, unlike the latter, he's not a juvenile delinquent back where he comes from."

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OOC:

TMM is jumping to conclusions here. He's assuming that the other members of Mr. Unclean's Type III society think ahead a little more than ol' kill-em-all does. :) :) :)
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IC:

He looked at Taldeer. "Pete, can you fix her, too."

"I'll give it a try. She's got a strange physiology. Not sure it's going to work--and our old friend is still in the building."

"That's OK. I'm sure he's figured out by now that he and I will cross swords again if he defies my act of mercy--and that I'll prevent her from trying to harm him again if she awakens."

Taldeer's body glowed for a moment as the matter transmitter replaced her heart. Immediately afterward, Allowishus disappeared, transported back to Brain Jar for medical attention.

ooc: Taldeer is not to be revived m'k? cba RPing 2 charicters so..

IC: 'Mr Unclean? Hmmmm, never heared of him. You have heared right, metal knight, I trust you have no problem dropping by? I only truely came to see my dear friend Juliea." Carnage said, a slight hint of sarcasm in his voice as he trailed off.

OOC:

I just wanted to give things a proper equilibrium. I didn't know if Taldeer was to make it or not, so I acted to give her the opportunity to survive. I did not revive her, and even put in a good ol' fashioned escape clause or two. So...

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IC:

Taldeer sputtered, coughed and lay still.

Pete swore through the communicator. "She's not going to make it, boss. A body like that one can't be put together like a jigsaw puzzle."

"I noticed," his boss replied. He turned to Carnage.

"As long as you behave yourself, I shall do the same. On the other hand, that demon horde that's headed this way isn't covered in our little truce." He turned to Julia.

"Mr. Unclean is a juvenile delinquent from an advanced alien society. He has great technical knowledge and extremely poor ability to recognize the consequences of his actions. It was he, for example, who pulled the hearts out of the agents you saw on the floor, three of whom remain there now in death. Though he had seen my matter transmitter used to bring me here, he could not reason that I would use it to repair some of the damage that he had done. He admitted to accidentally destroying one planet that he was living on. You should be talking with him, Carnage. As a wheeler-dealer, you could all but skin him alive--but be careful. He claims to have powers above and beyond your own."

"HA! with each passing second on the world i grow stronger. The suffering of doomsday is fule enugh to allow the deamon hords to break thier chains of servitude to me, I can take him." carnage said, the gun in the innfantry mans hands new glwoing even hotter, nearing melting point "How are you even touching that?" he said, slightly anoyed and turning to face the guard.

"As you grow stronger, I grow weaker," Julia muttered from the wall, "If is nice to see you again, Carnage. I noticed you have been promoted since our last encounter?" She raised her eyebrows and gave another hacking cough.

"Nice to see you too m'dear." carnage said, waving his hand and causing a slight black mist to swirl around Juliea "That should help, bit of deamonic essance, it'll absord some of the effects of the armageten. You know, i think the old guy miscalculated humanity, dont think he expected you to be so resiliant.

The next horse man, War, is almost here, you see how he stired the Mista to action? he slew many of my legions, pity really, still i can make more what with all the dyeing sinners.

Anyway, im rambling, what are you doing here, I'd have thaught you'd be back up behind the pearly gates, organizing defences for our somewhat inevitable strike."

Julia shrugged,
"I was meant to be, but I thought that Humanity would be worth saving after all" She coughed, "I don't think Demon Essence is going to be much help to an Angel" She gave a gentle smile, "But that's so sweet anyway. Thank you"

"Hm, aparently He doesn't thinks o" Carnage replyed, pointing up "Odd, those deamons are taking thier time."

"Will you now?" a voice said, heavy with malice as the infantrymans gun began to glow with heat "I think not, and in this damned world what I say generaly goes." the voice continued as a set gleaming white teeth apered infront of the man, then a mouth, and a head, rapidly forming into a body in black armor with red skin and a large set of horns.
OOC:Edited my post now lolz:P

The Heavy Infantrymen began to back away slowly. Not out of fear, but it seemed their new found enemy is stronger in closer quarters from appearance. The Weapons of the soldiers and the mecha did in fact glow, but unlike the materials found on human planets Mu Cepheian materials took a lot more then heat to melt. Their weapons never strayed away from the demon, but they did not fire. Their training demanded that they be attacked by force, not by threats their opponent threw at them.

Julia watched the dead being raised and the FEAR Squad entering the building and merely shook her head. She limped over to the nearest wall and slumped down it, sitting at the bottom,
"Who is this, Mister Unclean?" She asked aloud, giving a cough at the same time.
OOC: New guys are not F.E.A.R. They are Elite Heavy Infantrymen and Armored Infantrymen. Read factbook for more details

One of the soldiers turned it's to take note of the coughing figure. Shocked to see an angle. While the soldier's training stopped him from checking to see if the angle was real it did not stop the soldier from wondering if she was the real deal.

With a screech, the horde attacked. 100 leech demons vaulted off roofs and barreled out of man holes, all heading for the building. 20 scaled the side of the building, heading up to the level above everyone, while the rest headed straight for the main doors.

OOC: Just in case things weren't complicated enough.

The leader of the squad of elites turned around to face the doors, yelled something in Mu Cepheian and turned around to face the demon. At the leader's orders two elites (armed with heavy machine guns) and the mecha turned around to meet the incoming threat. Their powerful nose and ears allowing them to keep track of the monsters.

"You should know that about 100 deamons are on thier way here. You should be running, id give them about 30 secons before the reach this floor" he said as Taldeer ran at him her sword raised as she screeched
"Die fiend of chaos!" before he riped her heart out with his mind,
"Such a pity, never again shall one of those walk the earth." he quiped sending her soul and heart down to hell.

"We know," the leader spoked calmly. No fear in the leader's voice and the leader's posture as well as the posture of the squad remained the same. Strong, fierce, and ready to fight at a moments notice.

Dastardly Stench;13598523']
Taldeer sputtered, coughed and lay still.

Pete swore through the communicator. "She's not going to make it, boss. A body like that one can't be put together like a jigsaw puzzle."

"I noticed," his boss replied. He turned to Carnage.

"As long as you behave yourself, I shall do the same. On the other hand, that demon horde that's headed this way isn't covered in our little truce." He turned to Julia.

"Mr. Unclean is a juvenile delinquent from an advanced alien society. He has great technical knowledge and extremely poor ability to recognize the consequences of his actions. It was he, for example, who pulled the hearts out of the agents you saw on the floor, three of whom remain there now in death. Though he had seen my matter transmitter used to bring me here, he could not reason that I would use it to repair some of the damage that he had done. He admitted to accidentally destroying one planet that he was living on. You should be talking with him, Carnage. As a wheeler-dealer, you could all but skin him alive--but be careful. He claims to have powers above and beyond your own."

"HA! with each passing second on the world i grow stronger. The suffering of doomsday is fule enugh to allow the deamon hords to break thier chains of servitude to me, I can take him." carnage said, the gun in the innfantry mans hands new glwoing even hotter, nearing melting point "How are you even touching that?" he said, slightly anoyed and turning to face the guard.

"It's going to take a lot more then mere warmth to defeat us," the leader looked towards Carnage and The Metal Man, "how do you know of Mr. Unclean? Are you working with him or did you just see him? Either way I ask that you inform us of his position right away. Our fight is not with you, but with someone else."

OOC: New guys are not F.E.A.R. They are Elite Heavy Infantrymen and Armored Infantrymen. Read factbook for more details

One of the soldiers turned it's to take note of the coughing figure. Shocked to see an angle. While the soldier's training stopped him from checking to see if the angle was real it did not stop the soldier from wondering if she was the real deal.


OOC: My Bad

Julia laughed gently at the Soldier's reactions, her voice still sounding like a gentle song rather than a simple speech, there was still a radiance of light from her although it was weak and getting weaker by the hour,
"Come now" She chuckled again, which quickly descended into a series of hacking coughs,
"Are you so surprised to see an Angel walk amongst you?" She asked innocently, giving a small smile.

Carnage chuckled "Heh, well they don't seem to care that Saten himself is stood right next to them." he said, hell fire erupting from his nostrals.

"Why did we run again?"
Seth didn't even look at Nadoka. "Did you see who decided to show up?"
Nadoka nodded. "Carnage."
"Yup. Nice little reunion going on down there, and you put that many people with big guns and supernatural powers in one place, there's going to be trouble. I'll be surprised if this entire city block isn't utterly destroyed in an hour. Speaking of which," a demon landed in front of him, which Seth cut apart, "it appears to be raining hellspawn. So, you see why we're leaving? It always gets nasty when someone other than the host starts to hand out party favors."
They were at the edge now, and Seth looked at Nadoka. She sighed in exasperation and rolled her eyes. "Alright, alright. Geez, it's like having a car. Once you've got it, everyone wants to take rides with you."
With a sound like a parachute unfolding her wings, with a span of over twenty feet, spread out far beyond her arms, either tip spreading well over the opposite sides of the building. Nadoka hugged Seth close and leaped off into space. Holding him to her with the strength that came with her newfound powers, Nadoka flapped several times before being able to glide over the party below. As most of them looked up Seth waved with a grin on his face. He didn't know if any of them could see the upraised middle finger on his hand, but it was intended for pretty much everyone there excepting the Metal Man and Julia.

"Bogies on our six! Look sharp!"

"They're hostile! Wipe 'em!"

And the firefight was on. The main body of the infantry turned and began shooting the demons. The leader, like the Metal Man, remained in place.

"It's going to take a lot more then mere warmth to defeat us," the leader looked towards Carnage and The Metal Man, "how do you know of Mr. Unclean? Are you working with him or did you just see him? Either way I ask that you inform us of his position right away. Our fight is not with you, but with someone else."

"He was just here. He killed people. I resurrected some of them, as my meager abilities allowed, after he left. The bulk of these were your allies. He went that way." The cyborg pointed to the door. "May I ask your name before we part company?"

The Metal Man looked up just in time to see Nadoka carrying Seth away on huge, powerful wings. Some of them are beyond Carnage's influence. He was sad to see that Seth had an obscene gesture for him in passing, but he had never expected much more. The young man had never seen the cyborg's milder side--and more was the shame in that.

Helping humanity hold on was a damn depressing business these days. Lately, even the Metal Man was beginning to wonder why he didn't cut and run--try to find a new home for those who were with him in Brain Jar.

Then, he looked at Julia, and he remembered why. He was a coward. He lacked the form of courage that it would take to leave sensitive sentient beings to suffer. He was much better at subduing their common foes--as was shown when a demon tried to jump down through the ceiling. It was too high for that. The Metal Man raised Angelfire and simply pointed it at the ignorant thing. In a moment, it was engulfed in a strange sort of fire, and vanished in a puff of smoke.

Excusing himself from the Mu Cephians, he strode meekly over to Julia.

"Once, you showed me mercy," he said. "Please let me return the favor. When you are no longer needed here, let me take you aboard Brain Jar and succor your surfeit."

Julia looked up the Metal Man and gave him a small smile, then she looked away quickly to cough again. Once the bout had passed, she glanced into his eyes again,
"That's very sweet," She said in her soft voice, broken with the strain of constant coughing, "I would like that, although you owe me no favour"

That was true as far as she was concerned, the Metal Man had shown her that Humanity was worth saving, to question the wisdom in destroying such a noble and beautiful race. That was why she wasted on the surface while her brothers and sisters looked upon her struggles from the safety of Heaven. But she would continue, for the sake of Humanity, she had to continue until the end, even if it meant her destruction.

The demons had abandoned their attack on the people, under orders from Zshol. They were no longer the target. Their new target was Angelfire.

79 of the demons smashed in through the front doors and windows, tearing into the Mu Cepheians, while the other 20 poured down the stairs, ignoring everyone else and leaping for TMM.

"OH NO YOU DONT!!" roared Carnage, sending a wave of black energy at the deamons heading for TMM, sending several black swords (that apeared mysteriosly from thin air) to work hacking away at the 79 deamons before billowing hell fire at them and diving into the fray.

A battle had broken out just outside the lobby doors. While Demons poured in to try and capture Angelfire, outside, even more were trying to force their way inside the building. Their attempts were failing miserably as a thin line of Mysta fought heroically to hold them back long enough for those inside to escape.
Katie was amongst those who fought for their lives. The Demons were all around her, she could barely move because of their crushing impact on her and her brethren, but she was using all her advantages, all her strengths, all her experience and the ground was littered with dead Demons. Her sword was dripping with their blood as she hacked down one after the other in quick succession. Some Mysta were fighting with two swords, taken from fallen comrades and these were spinning blades of death.
Kate cut down eight Demons in a single, 360 degree strong of her blade, feeling the satisfactory jolt as the blade passed through bone, skin and muscle. She looked around and saw that other Demons were coming in to join the fray, more than they could repel. Even though more Mysta were piling in from all directions.
To many for anyone to repel.

Julia laughed gently at the Soldier's reactions, her voice still sounding like a gentle song rather than a simple speech, there was still a radiance of light from her although it was weak and getting weaker by the hour,
"Come now" She chuckled again, which quickly descended into a series of hacking coughs,
"Are you so surprised to see an Angel walk amongst you?" She asked innocently, giving a small smile.

Carnage chuckled "Heh, well they don't seem to care that Saten himself is stood right next to them." he said, hell fire erupting from his nostrals.

"These things, both angles and demons, are nothing, but stoires made up to explain the things their minds can not understand," the soldiers facing the read flank of the elites became tense as the monsters neared.

"Our science is far more advance, we do not need religion to answer the things we do no understand because we know that science will one day answer said problem. However..." the leader did a one over with his eyes on Carnage and Julia,"I guess that it is possible for them to existence..."

Dastardly Stench;13601855']"He was just here. He killed people. I resurrected some of them, as my meager abilities allowed, after he left. The bulk of these were your allies. He went that way." The cyborg pointed to the door. "May I ask your name before we part company?"


"Joy, is this true?" the leader looked towards her and she just nodded. The leader turned back to The Metal Man.

"Well then, I thank you all for everything you have done. Our names do not matt-" Joy spoke up.

"My name is Jolly, the soldier you saw me carrying before is Micheal and the man you save is named Jacky. Thanks for everything," the leader sighed, but if Joy didn't seem to care about what the leader thought of her.

"Humans and your need to make friends with strangers... Well then, we bid everyone a good day, but we have to leave now f we want to board our dropships without too much trouble," they set off into the streets.

The demons had abandoned their attack on the people, under orders from Zshol. They were no longer the target. Their new target was Angelfire.

79 of the demons smashed in through the front doors and windows, tearing into the Mu Cepheians, while the other 20 poured down the stairs, ignoring everyone else and leaping for TMM.

"Shit! Monsters incoming in all directions!" A Heavy Infatrymen quickly turned to meet on a small group of monsters and began to fire his weapon. The leader took a quick glance around the area and cursed. He clicked on his radio.

"Dropsy, take-off and pick us up on the roof. There are too many monsters here to safely get to you, we're going back into the building!" The soldiers quickly ran back into the building Joy following closely behind them, the mecha provided covering firing using it's two heavy machine guns to take down anything that got too close as it walked backwards into the building.

"OH NO YOU DONT!!" roared Carnage, sending a wave of black energy at the deamons heading for TMM, sending several black swords (that apeared mysteriosly from thin air) to work hacking away at the 79 deamons before billowing hell fire at them and diving into the fray.

Joy ran to the other side of the lobby where there seemed to be no entry point, bent down on one nee, took out her rifle and began to accurately fire her weapon.

The mecha simply walked into the middle of the room and just kept firing it's weapon towards the front doors while the Mu Cephei soldiers went back-to-back covering every direction with a gun. One of the soldiers ran over to Joy to protect her though, the Mu Cepheians would not allow another one of their human comrades die today. Over head the roars of engines echoed as the dropships took a orbit over the building. The leader's radio clicked on.

"Ground team, this Dropsys. We have an orbit over your location. We are light, I repeat, light. We can do maybe one, two runs at the most on the demons. Also, be advised that we need to pick you up in the next ten minutes or our fuel won't get us back to the ship." The leader clicked his radio twice and kept firing.

Carnage threw several weapons, from what seemed out of no where, at the demons and jumped into the large group to fight. When the leader's face met Carnage the leader nodded his head and continued to fight as well.

"Glorius warfare!!!" yelled carnage delightidly, is black swords extending with every swipe. Soon he was cutting swaths thrugh the enimy.

Out side the lobby, around the mista, a mass of skeletons began to rise, hacking away at the deamons with what ever they could get thier hands on, on thier fore heads were three numer 6's aranged in a circle.

And then, the Metal Man struck.

One of his mystic blades was formidable--but, right then, he held two. Hurricane extended from his left hand, to complement Angelfire in his right.

He whirled, and a spiral of blue aura spat out of the blade, and wound its way not only through the building but outside of it, going straight through the walls like a tidal wave. Some of the beings it encountered it moved through as if it wasn't even there, but the demons that it touched were not so lucky. Instantly, every one of them was frozen solid. Those that were in the air shattered when they hit the ground. Some fell over and cracked into tiny pieces. Those that survived were easy pickings for anyone else around them--and the cyborg used his second blade to incinerate every one that he could detect.

He looked at Carnage. "Sorry to spoil your fun," he said, "but I've got other business to tend to."

"Jolly," he said, "I hope you get your troops home safe."

"I said no!"
"Why the hell not? They've both risked their lives for us before!"
"And they're quite happily doing so again! We finally have a chance to get away, and you want to go back?!"
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do! I'm not a child anymore, and we owe the Metal Man and Julia our lives!"
"What about the others? Don't you think those soldiers are a bit trigger-happy? How do you know they won't shoot us on sight?"
"As if it matters? Bullets don't affect us, remember?"
"But they're not even human!"
"We're not human you idiot!"
"Look, we're already too deeply involved, there's no reason for it, so just drop it."
"I might drop you."
"You wouldn't dare."
"It's not like it would hurt you, and if we're lucky it might pound some compassion into that thick skull of yours."
"Go back! Are you insane?!"
"I'm the one flying, okay? You have no say in the matter!"
There was silence for a moment.
"Get ready!" Nadoka shouted.
"For what?" Seth screamed.
She released him.

Seth fell with a half battle cry, half scream of frustration on top of a demon, which suddenly found itself a broken pile of flesh in a three foot crater. Seth climbed out, muttering to himself, and lit into the nearest horde of demons. Nadoka, up above, clasped her hands together and pulled them apart with a sizzling noise, revealing a ball of pure white, crackling energy hovering a few inches above her left hand. With a wind-up like a baseball pitcher she threw it, and the sphere rotated once before smashing into the lobby, annihilating demons in a blast of holy fire but strangely leaving the Mu Cephei soldiers inside untouched.

Outside the Building, the relentless war stopped for only a moment as the white ball blew through the lobby. Then, as soon as it had stopped, the Mista and Demons closed ranks again and the mass sprawl that was the battle continued on. Demon after demon fell to the floor but now the carpet of dead was being joined by Mista, overwhelmed by the sheer numbers of Demons pushing in from all sides. Katie fought on, blocking, stabbing, swiping, parrying and cutting away.

Inside the lobby, Julia watched as Demons flooded in, then were wiped away. She looked up at the approaching Angel and smiled,
"I thought you wouldn't run so quickly" She said to no one, but knew that Nadoka could hear her.

The ice that had formed on Carnage instantly melted under a blast of hellfire "Now that wasn't nice." he said, grabing the nearest deamon and riping it apart casualy, his swords still miraculusly slicing at another hord of deamons.

Then Nadoka's attack hit.
"OH FOR THE LOVE OF.." he yelled, quickly erecting a wall of pure black energy that, whilst able to absorb most of the attack couldn't stop it all.

When the attack finished Carnage was on fire, his swords had vanished, as had the deamons he had sumoned to help the Mista, turning to TMM he said "Now noramly It wouldn't bother me to be on fire, but since this is angel fire I think im obiged to say OWIE!!!"

"They've failed. I knew your idiotic hordes would. We'll have to send a more refined charge. Well, time to get to work."
Orin looked at him. "What are you planning?"
Zshol laughed. "This." He took off his glove and slammed his hand into the ground. Instantly, the ground shook tremendously. All around New York, the ground shook. Suddenly, huge curved ridges of solid rock shot out and formed a dome around the city. No one was getting in or out.
"Nice touch. Thats the extent of the Monad's powers then?"

"I thought you wouldn't run so quickly"
"What, me? Run?" Nadoka landed beside her, observing the tide of demons coming in to be slaughtered. The Mista were being crushed under the sheer weight of the assembled hellspawn, despite their incredible fighting abilities. Nadoka stepped forward into the horde, her mere touch on any demon sending the creature flying in a spinning ball of pure white fire. Others incinerated before her, blackened corpses falling onto their dead comrades.
Outside...
Seth saw Carnage light on fire and he grinned as he cut down another demon. Approaching the Prince of Darkness, he spun his sword around and around in one hand, walking cat-like over the rubble and bodies. "So, back again. Don't you ever get tired of getting your ass kicked?"

The Mista, seeing the devastation the Angel was inflicting began to rally around her. They fought harder and harder to defend the building but now the flood of demons were starting to rattle windows and doors of the building

Julia watched with amusement,
"I always thought you were better than that. Nice to see you think we are worth saving" She sighed.

"Cant a friend stop bye every now and then? Anyway this time im not hear for you, after all its too late to stop doomsday anyway. I came to see Juliea if you must know." Carnage replyed, grabing a particulaly grusome deamon around the neck to see the angel fire move on to it.

"Thats better" he said, repairing the damage done as fast as he could and slicing up deamons with what apeared to be huge tallons.

"I always thought you were better than that. Nice to see you think we are worth saving"
"You all?" Nadoka waved a hand, backhanding a demon and causing his head to blow off, "of course. I'm not sure about the rest of the human race, though. Some, yes, others, no." Now that the demons were at least being held somewhat at bay Nadoka decided to actually fight, rather then just walk though them. A golden spear appeared in her right hand, and she used it like a staff to cut a swath though the rest of the demons before arriving at the doors, where she then threw it at the stairs to explode in a sunburst of holy cleansing light and fire.
Outside...
Seth stared. "You're here to see Julia? What in hell for?"

"I've always found that one cannot pick and mix who one saves" Julia coughed, "There can't be a choosing between who in Humanity to save and who you cannot. Humanity must survive as a whole" She sighed sadly, "as I am finding out"

"Glorius warfare!!!" yelled carnage delightidly, is black swords extending with every swipe. Soon he was cutting swaths thrugh the enimy.

Out side the lobby, around the mista, a mass of skeletons began to rise, hacking away at the deamons with what ever they could get thier hands on, on thier fore heads were three numer 6's aranged in a circle.

The Mu Cepheians soldiers, focused on their fighting, ignored the others, but Jolly was a different story. Her rifle long ago dropped to the floor as she stared at those fighting. Her brain incapable of understanding the information coming at her as the others fought.

Dastardly Stench;13604461']And then, the Metal Man struck.

One of his mystic blades was formidable--but, right then, he held two. Hurricane extended from his left hand, to complement Angelfire in his right.

He whirled, and a spiral of blue aura spat out of the blade, and wound its way not only through the building but outside of it, going straight through the walls like a tidal wave. Some of the beings it encountered it moved through as if it wasn't even there, but the demons that it touched were not so lucky. Instantly, every one of them was frozen solid. Those that were in the air shattered when they hit the ground. Some fell over and cracked into tiny pieces. Those that survived were easy pickings for anyone else around them--and the cyborg used his second blade to incinerate every one that he could detect.

He looked at Carnage. "Sorry to spoil your fun," he said, "but I've got other business to tend to."

"Jolly," he said, "I hope you get your troops home safe."

Jolly did not answer as she stood up from the ground, shaky slightly. Her mind began to tell her that this was nothing, but a dream. Natural defense mechanisms kicked in, doing everything to keep Jolly sane from the sights before her. The small portion of her which could still think, wondered if the things the Mu Cepheians told her about god not being real... Were false.

"I said no!"
"Why the hell not? They've both risked their lives for us before!"
"And they're quite happily doing so again! We finally have a chance to get away, and you want to go back?!"
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do! I'm not a child anymore, and we owe the Metal Man and Julia our lives!"
"What about the others? Don't you think those soldiers are a bit trigger-happy? How do you know they won't shoot us on sight?"
"As if it matters? Bullets don't affect us, remember?"
"But they're not even human!"
"We're not human you idiot!"
"Look, we're already too deeply involved, there's no reason for it, so just drop it."
"I might drop you."
"You wouldn't dare."
"It's not like it would hurt you, and if we're lucky it might pound some compassion into that thick skull of yours."
"Go back! Are you insane?!"
"I'm the one flying, okay? You have no say in the matter!"
There was silence for a moment.
"Get ready!" Nadoka shouted.
"For what?" Seth screamed.
She released him.

Seth fell with a half battle cry, half scream of frustration on top of a demon, which suddenly found itself a broken pile of flesh in a three foot crater. Seth climbed out, muttering to himself, and lit into the nearest horde of demons. Nadoka, up above, clasped her hands together and pulled them apart with a sizzling noise, revealing a ball of pure white, crackling energy hovering a few inches above her left hand. With a wind-up like a baseball pitcher she threw it, and the sphere rotated once before smashing into the lobby, annihilating demons in a blast of holy fire but strangely leaving the Mu Cephei soldiers inside untouched.

The soldiers however did notice the incoming attack and hit the floor. Hoping that the attack would just keep moving above them, but they were still hit. They braced themselves for death, but nothing happened. It took several minutes for their brains to begin function again. After realizing where they were they got up. No longer fearing death, but things they could not think of. They grabbed Jolly and made their way upstairs to meet the dropships on the roof.

"They've failed. I knew your idiotic hordes would. We'll have to send a more refined charge. Well, time to get to work."
Orin looked at him. "What are you planning?"
Zshol laughed. "This." He took off his glove and slammed his hand into the ground. Instantly, the ground shook tremendously. All around New York, the ground shook. Suddenly, huge curved ridges of solid rock shot out and formed a dome around the city. No one was getting in or out.
"Nice touch. Thats the extent of the Monad's powers then?"

The Mu Cepheians and Jolly made it safely to the LZ. The captain radioed in the heavy and the massive black craft landed, nearly throwing them off. Jolly got on first, the soldiers followed and the mecha went last. Once again covering their retreat. The dropship took off. The wind blew though Jolly's hair as her brain began to work again. Yet, the events she just went though were beginning to disappear from memory. Her brain trying to remove the things that were causing some blood to drip down from her nose... One of the soldiers, a medic, did a check-up on her. Then the dome appeared.

"Shit! Break! Break! Break!" the pilot yelled into his helmet's radio. The two light dropships broke into different directions, barely touching the dome's wall. The pilot moved his own dropship clearly away from the dome and radioed the others to make sure they were okay. When they reentered formation they wondered how they were going to get out now...

"Any suggestions?" The pilot asked. Jolly did not speak, but she didn't have to.

"Gun the fooking run the place we were just at. If we can clear the place of demons then we have a good chance of landing back there and getting help," the captain spoke.

"I thought you guys had some buddies down their? I saw a few guys helping you down there," the pilot replied, not wanting to go back.

"Trust me, it's like something supernatural is protecting our friends. They will not be harmed," the pilot sighed.

"Fine," the pilot radioed his orders and the two light dropships broke formation. They entered their own formation and made a bee line for the apartment, when in range they fired off a pair of missiles each. The four missiles moved quickly, locked on target the pilots could only hope that the missiles would kill the monsters. Not a single one of them, besides the humans still on board and even then they didn't really care either, about the collateral damage the missiles would cause.

Turning to the Metal Man, Carnage said, "Now, normally, it wouldn't bother me to be on fire, but, since this is Angelfire, I think I'm obiged to say 'OWIE!!!'"

"And I supposed," the Metal Man retorted with a wry grin, "that I'm obliged to say 'oopsie' back."

Above him, explosions rained down. The Mu Cephians must have encountered some resistance.

"Boss, we've got trouble," came Pete's voice.

"What kind, Pete?" the Metal Man replied.

"The earth has formed a giant dome around the whole city!"

"Can you blast through?"

"It would take me days--and there's no telling what the effects of the cave-in would be."

"Sounds like our friends in the underworld have lost their battle."

"Carnage! As a token of apology, I'd like to point out that I believe one of your challengers has acquired the Monad's earth power. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got business to tend to."

The Metal Man levitated outside of the building, to where the Mista had gathered. Finding one who seemed to be in charge, he handed Hurricane to him. A brief explanation of its powers, and the Metal Man was once again on the ground.

"Alright, Pete, send down Whirlwind."

In a moment, the Samurai Sword appeared on the ground in front of the cyborg. He picked the blade up in his left hand, hefted it, and swung it first up over his head, then down to point straight ahead of him.

The stone glowed white for a moment.

A tempest arose, tearing things out of the ground, sucking up demons and ramming the whole mess into itself. Those inside of its eye--including all the Mista and the people in the building--were untouched by its affects. The Metal Man pulled three Mista out of its clutches.

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OOC:

The Mista now have Hurricane.

"Not your concern" Canage replyed to Seth.
To TMM he said "That it would now if you'll exuse me, i must rectify that" and sank thrugh the floor, a wave of black energy obliterating a large group of deamons in the proces, materialising right next to Zshol
"Now then, give me the gem of the monad or ill take it from you" he said, a sword to Zshols throaght.

"Better idea, friend." Zshol slammed his palm into Carnage, sending him flying. "You try and take it." Laughing, he melted into the ground.

In an instant Seth's sword was at Carnage's throat. "It may not be my business what you do in your downtime," he hissed, "but it is my business if you try to steal that. Put the sword down, and I won't remove your head from your shoulders."
Nadoka looked around at the suddenly demon-free building and street. "And my work here is done," she said, looking up at the huge earth dome. "Almost."

Two of the enchanted blades now pointed at the newest Prince of Darkness.

"It would seem, Carnage, that, if you crave a blade such as these, your time would be more productively spent relieving the one who sent the demon hoarde of the one that he has acquired--if he hasn't destroyed the blade. That is why I implied the suggestion in the first place. It would be a shame if he did destroy it, though--the blades enhance the power of the stones within them."

"Now that wasn't nice" Carnage said, blasting the earth with a torent of hell fire.

OOC: ok im slightly confused, im next to Zshol in his random island of lava an death an the *glaven*. How has seth got a blade to my throght? and why is TMM now talking to thin air where i was?

OOC: And Zshol did not rematerialize behind TMM. He didn't rematerialize at all.

OOC: Carnage was knocked down by Zshol, and Seth ran over and put his blade to Carnage's throat, with the MM a little behind, pointing his blades at Carnage. Carnage never left New York, he's still in the spot he was in before.

OOC: and sank thrugh the floor, a wave of black energy obliterating a large group of deamons in the proces, materialising right next to Zshol
I think he sorta did, yea.

OOC: But Marionetonia posted AFTER Void Templar, not knowing that VT's intention was never to appear. TMM is not beside Zshol because, as VT said, he never actually materialized, which Marionetonia couldn't know because (I assume) he has not read this thread since his last post.

ooc: There. I took the rematerialization out of the post. Thought Zhol was an NPC, and, as such, fair game. Sorry.

ooc: There. I took the rematerialization out of the post. Thought Zhol was an NPC, and, as such, fair game. Sorry.

OOC: It's okay. Zshol isn't an NPC, but the larger,s stronger and altogether scarier Kihor is. ;)

ooc: Fact is that this still doesn't really do anythin as seth is aparently threghtening to kill thin air and TMM is speaking to no one.

OOC: How is that? You freaking edited your post to say you went after Zshol, when before you were trying to take Whirlwind from the Mista! Do you know how bad that makes you look to other RPers? It tells them you can't be trusted to play by the rules.

OOC: I'm confused :confused:

ooc: me 2. I didn't try to take it whirlewind from the mista, i went to get zshols, hence why i materialize next to Zschol

OOC: Okay, you know what? Forget it, let's just assume Carnage has followed Zshol to where ever he went, he's gone, they're both gone, we're done with the whole issue. Alright?

ooc: Fine by me, lets move on...

ooc: Again TMM and carnage are not next to each other.

OOC: How is that? You freaking edited your post to say you went after Zshol, when before you were trying to take Whirlwind from the Mista! Do you know how bad that makes you look to other RPers? It tells them you can't be trusted to play by the rules.

OOC:

The Mista don't have Whirlwind, they have Hurricane--in fact, it is none other than Zshol who is holding the blade. TMM has Whirlwind (and, temporarily, Angelfire--he's still trying to give it away).

Carnage had better be careful. Hurricane holds the elemental power of water. It can shield Zshol from his black fire, among other things.

Carnage is near TMM and Seth. TMM gave Zshol Hurricane--they were standing next to each other. Seth joined them. They were all outside the building. Then, Carnage went up to Zshol and tried to take away his blade--Hurricane. TMM was still standing right there by them. Then, Zshol "melted into the ground." There's no post that says that Carnage took off after Zshol. The next post after Zshol melted was Seth putting his blade to Carnage's throat--which he was able to do. There's nothing to stop Carnage from melting into the ground just like Zshol did and following Zshol, but he hasn't done that yet.

Bump.

I am afraid I do believe this thread is deceased. The kill shot is unknown at the time. We are very sorry for my loss.