NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Okay, now I reveal the first step in this plot of mine. RPers, you know who you are, feel free to respond to this as you see fit.

IC: In Las Vegas, the Demon commander there, had stepped up on top of the hotel, The Excaliber. He was standing on the highest peak of the hotel. He had an announcement to make, both to the Demons and to the humans. He began to bellow as loud as he could, using Demonic magic to project his voice all over the city. "HUMANS! It is time we announced the reason for invading you pitiful world." The inhabitants looked up at the building, they could only see the shadow of him, as he was standing directly in front of the sun. They all held perfectly still, and listened with all their heart, for fear of their new Demon masters. "We are not here for women, or loot, or the shedding of your blood, as fun as that all was. We came here for a reason"! The Demons down below began to raise a cry, a cry filled with bloodlust. "It has been discovered, that Eden, lies somewhere in your world. We search for it, in order to take it back for our Father, from your God who stole it from us." "Anyone one of you who defies us shall wish they were dead. All humans are to report to the Demon Overlords to tell anything, and everything you know of this Eden. Go. NOW"!! The humans shuffled off, they had wondered why the Demons had let them live, and now they knew why. After they had gone, he raised his voice again, "Now, my Demons, it is time to take back that which is rightfully our Fathers. Kill all who get in your way." The Demons raised the cry again, louder and more bloodthirsty than ever.

A helicopter was already racing towards the city, the cleric sat in the back accompanied by a few soldiers, each one armed with shotguns. The pilot looked back, "We've got limited weapons and time sir. We can't makea full stop so we're gonna go low and you'll need to hit the ground running." The cleric looked up, looking throught the windshield at the burning city in the distance, corruption had already spread to the land. "This land will be restored, these demons will be purged," the cleric muttered. A voice came through the cleric's radio, a voice only he could here, "Yo, buddy boy! That heli o' yours ain't gonna go no further without bein' shot down so might as well tell 'em to set 'er down now." The cleric looked at the men around him, they were all young, fighting for what they believed was right. "The air defences around the city are going to be too much, dive now. I'll travel the rest on foot." The pilot looked back, "Orders said we're to-"
"I said put his craft down now lest you wish to be shot down before even completing your first objective," the cleric said sternly.
"Yes sir," the pilot responded taking the helicopter down, "We're about 10 miles out, good luck." The helicopter flew low over the ground in a nice open clearing and the cleric jumped out, he watched as the craft then turned around and began ascending again. The cleric began his walk to Las Vegas, "I will purge them all. Not a single one will be left. AMEN!"

A helicopter was already racing towards the city, the cleric sat in the back accompanied by a few soldiers, each one armed with shotguns. The pilot looked back, "We've got limited weapons and time sir. We can't makea full stop so we're gonna go low and you'll need to hit the ground running." The cleric looked up, looking throught the windshield at the burning city in the distance, corruption had already spread to the land. "This land will be restored, these demons will be purged," the cleric muttered. A voice came through the cleric's radio, a voice only he could here, "Yo, buddy boy! That heli o' yours ain't gonna go no further without bein' shot down so might as well tell 'em to set 'er down now." The cleric looked at the men around him, they were all young, fighting for what they believed was right. "The air defences around the city are going to be too much, dive now. I'll travel the rest on foot." The pilot looked back, "Orders said we're to-"
"I said put his craft down now lest you wish to be shot down before even completing your first objective," the cleric said sternly.
"Yes sir," the pilot responded taking the helicopter down, "We're about 10 miles out, good luck." The helicopter flew low over the ground in a nice open clearing and the cleric jumped out, he watched as the craft then turned around and began ascending again. The cleric began his walk to Las Vegas, "I will purge them all. Not a single one will be left. AMEN!"

Sorry for posting but...

HEY You got the CLERIC from me!!! cool...my char was good enough to be duplicated.

An old, feeble man looked on in horror at the massive demon. A tear formed in his eye, and he slowly walked away. A few blocks down the street, he abruptly turned into a dark alley. He stopped suddenly in the alley, as two demon foot soldiers approached him. The first said, "Human, why are you lurking about by yourself? You seem suspicious. You are lucky we have orders not to kill you, or you would already be dead." Then the second said, "Why should that stop us? I mean, we are in a dark alley. I'm sure no one would notice this geezer missing, am I right?" "That is true. Fine, we can enjoy this. We'll start by cut-" Suddenly, there was a flash of bright light, and the old man was no longer an old man. He was a tall, muscular man, with blond straight hair, fair pale skin, and piercing blue eyes. He pulled a glowing sword out of a scabbard and deftly halved the demons, and sheathed his sword. All this took place in a single second. Just as he seemed to relax, a third demon jumped at him from a window adjacent to the alley, screaming, "Die, you scum of the Holy Ho-" Suddenly, again, a bright light burst from the ground, decapitating the demon in mid-sentence. The second being in white robes landed next to the first. "I was capable of cutting him down on my own." said the first, arching his eyebrow. "What, and let you have all the fun" the second exclaimed. "By the way, nice acting as an old man. You had me convinced you were about to pee your pants." The first sighed and said, "I wish I could say it was purely an act, but it wasn't." The other quickly sobered up, and curtly said, "I suppose we should leave." "Yes" Suddenly, the two figures sunk into the ground. Although they could not be seen, they were flying though the sewers, their bright streams of light piercing the darkness of the sewers. And as they flew, the both of them prayed.

It was only 24 odd miles from downtown Vegas and less as an angel flew - well she was pretty sure she was an angel, but with no memory of her origins, she wasn't one hundred percent sure... but those musings were for another time...

...now as I was saying...ah yes... the Lord High Commander of the Fell and Demonic Legions...What? You think I should give him anything Other than sarcasm? Oh please, demons are scum and I refuse to give them anything, much less respect...

The majically amplified voice of the LHC carried easily to her ears, as did the whuuump of a fast moving chopoer - and the scent of holy water...which always made her want to sneeze - but she had to admit that incense was even worse - she loved the scent of it but too much exposure left her itching something fierce.

However it mean that a priest was about "And probably about to get himself made into dinner...men never learn and I bet he has no true idea what he's walking into." With a sigh Shai stood from where she had been sunbathing atop the rust read rock walls that surrounded Lake Meade and launched herself skyward.

Once she gained altitude she let her senses guide her toward the potential demon snack. She looked at the skimpy bikini she wore and grinned. Oh won't this just chap his hide

Reason two she wasn't sure she was a misplaced angel. She didn't like religion and most of all didn't like the Roman Catholic church.

OOC: I signed up in the OOC thread. I was typing the post while you were putting up the link to this thread. May I still join?

St. Michael's Church, Las Vegas

The interior was dimly lit, the familiar Las Vegas sun filtering in through rows of beautifully painted stained glass. As a centerpiece, the familiar image of St. Michael (http://www.aocc.org/angel.jpg), his foot holding down the defeated leader of the renegades before casting them to Perdition. At his side stood his brothers, Gabriel and Raphael; each in a scene from their Biblical mentions. The sunlight shifted from it point of origin and illuminated the glass of Raphael. The light grew in intensity until bursting the glass in a loud bang-yet when the light dimmed the stained glass seemed untouched. Kneeling before the altar was a figure that had not been there a few moments before. He stood, his silver hair shimmering in the light as it rippled behind him. He turned as he heard the announcement and gave a dismissive grunt.

Eden seems to be their target

So it would seem. As Our herald on Earth, it is your task to defeat them

No problem. I've done it before

In a concussive blast and the ruffling of feathers he was gone, several ivory plumes in his wake the only evidence of his presence.

ooc: as an archangel, can raphael issue orders. i would assume not because of the nature of the rp, but i thought i should ask.

Two miles away from Las Vegas, the scent of corruption was heavy in the air. "Disgusting, the one responsible for this much be purged at once." He knew he was certainly not equipted to battle in hell itself but that wasn't his objective, this was a war for territory for the moment. The more territory he liberated, the greater the chance of recieving extra support and deploying an army to help. He knew full well that Heaven was not going to turn a blind eye, this was there problem too, they would not abandon what they had created. He was calm, what reason was there not to be? Demons did not phase him, destroy the heart or the head and one was going to get some results. "And so it begins."

Alleyway, Las Vegas

A group of humans was fleeing from a pack of demons. These few had decided not to help the Fallen in their quest-and were being pursued as a result. As they hit a dead end, the group turned on their heels, bracing themselves for the imminent as the demons closed in. Just as the first Wretch launched himself towards the hapless humans, there was a fluttering of wings. A thunderclap shook the nearby windows, and the humans-who had shut their eyes-opened them to see a tall, silver-haired figure standing between them and the demons. The first demon had hesitated, but now he attacked again. The silver-haired man dodged the blow and landed a fist square on the beast's chest, shattering the opponent as if he were a pane of glass. The rest of the horde went after the newcomer, but were all similarly defeated. Those he had saved now shrunk back as he turned to face them.

"Be not afraid," Raphael told them. "Beg the Lord of Heaven to show you mercy and grant you deliverance. For truly the faithful are saved, but those who stand against the throne shall surely be cast down to the Pit."

ooc: it's kinda my motif of raphael to just suddenly appear rather than fly. i guess u could call that a power.

St. Mary's Church, Appalachian Mountains

"Mother Danielle!" Sister Sarah cried, bursting through the doors. "The Demons"- She looked at Mother Danielle, calmly praying on her knees. "My Apologies, Mother Danielle." She whispered. Mother Danielle stood up.
"What is it, Sister Sarah?" She asked.
"The Demons..." Sister Sarah gasped, exhausted from running, "they're in Las Vegas...They're looking for Eden..." Mother Danielle bowed her head darkly.
"Then it is time." She cleared the altar and lifted the white tablecloth to reveal a gold pentacle. The sunlight shone on it through the golden-yellow stained glass halo of St. Mary. She placed her hand in the middle. A few seconds passed and the stained glass window rippled. From St. Mary's form burst forth a winged creature which tumbled onto the floor. The angel shook herself and looked up.
"So its that time, eh?" The angel chuckled.
"Las Vegas." Was all Mother Danielle said. The angel nodded and ran out of the church. She took a leap and finally burst into the air. Here I come... She thought smirking.

Approximately 2500 metres above the Las Vegas Strip:

Hrist floated high above the gatherings of demons below. She listened in an almost amused fashion to the speech being delivered below, and casually flicked her wings. Well, wings was really a relative term. Very few warrior angels had true wings like the humans seemed insistent on painting them with. Yes they looked good, but they were impractical, leaving just another target for a demon to attack in the heat of battle. No, Hrist much prefered her wings. Mostly because they didn't really exist. Behind her were twin motes of violet light in the form of raven's wings, they emerged from the back of her armor, and they allowed her to fly, but at her command they ceased to exist, which was much for practical. Yes it meant she had to concentrate on them, but that was hardly difficult and she never bothered to fight at altitude anyway, for that she merely teleported and fell upon her foes from above.

Still, in the mortal realm these wings were going to be helpful.

Looking up, even the sharpest eye'd demon wouldn't have seen much, just a violet speck of light, maybe a star just peaking through the light of day.

She decided it was time to descend to the surface. In a matter of seconds she was touching down lightly and silently into an alleyway well away from the Strip. She composed herself, then dismissed the wings. After a moment she closed her eyes and began to channel positive energy, bending it to her will. Violet swirled around her, concealing the change which happened beneath. The light finally subsided, revealing a woman in a violet shirt with black pants. Cosmetically she was the same, but her armor and weapons were now concealed by this form.

"Blair Hrist... it'll do."

She tried out the new name once more, she hated having to conceal her identity, but the mission called for it, for now.

Amid Saint Peter's Square the tourists had gone, as had the Carabinieri that were there during the day. As the sun sank low on the Italian landscape, the Swiss Guard stationed throughout the square began marching back toward their barracks, a night shift dressed not in costume, but dark black suits and concealed firearms replacing them. They stood in the shadows, the inconspicuous defenders of the Pontiff. It was these men that a potential n'erdoel would have to worry about, not the costumed, halbered-wielding ones seen during the day.

Atop the duomo of Saint Peter's Basilica was a man clothed entirely in black, from his jeans to the trenchcoat concealing most of his form. From his balcony overlooking the statues of the Twelve Apostles, gazed at the horshoe-like enclosure that was roost for the dozens of other Saints surrounding the square. Taking a deep breath of night air, he gazed wistfully as the sun sank low over the horizon, painting the sky a starburst of pinks, purples and blues. The last rays of light pierced the clouds in what was steroetypically pictures as God looking down from Heaven.

"Surely," he thought aloud, "nothing can shatter a serenity such as this. My, how my city has changed over the centuries, grown into something magnificent and beautiful!"

The creak of a door opening interrupted his reverie and a Swiss Guardsman stepped slowly onto the encircling balcony of the duomo.

"Signore Maximus, his Holiness requests your presence in the Papal Apartments."

"Si, grazie Alfredo. Tell him I'll make all available haste."

The agent nodded and, stepping back from the doorway, extended his arm to permit the man to precede him down. They made their way down from the duomo, through the Basilica proper with its many altars for holding multiple masses at once. Maximus genuflected and crossed himself before the main altar before walking through a discreet door leading him effectively out the complex surrounding the Square and into the adjacent Papal Apartments.

After his climb to the fifth story of the building, a Swiss Guard opened a large wooden door and he stepped through, to be embraced by the Pontiff himself. After he was released, Maximus kneeled and kissed the ring. Upon rising, the Pope addressed him,

"Darius, things are grave so I must brief. My son, I need you to journey to the United States. In the city of Las Vegas, what they call 'Sin City', evil has manifested itself en masse. Our agents tell me they seek Eden. They have unintentionally put us on equal terms, as we now know also that the Garden is on Earth. I have men searching the world as we speak."

"Your Holiness, what need then have you of me?"

"My son, you are to once again, as you have for over a millenium, do battle with the forces of evil. I know this is a great burden to bear for you, but we have not found another Gifted One such as yourself in decades-"

"I understand your Holiness," only Dariius would be one to get away with cutting off the Pope, "It is my purpose, what I was chosen for. You have but to order, and I will see the task through. Rest assured, I will not allow them to leave this 'City of Sin' and shall cleanse it so thoroughly as to do Saint Michael proud."

"I know you will, my son. There has not been a task for God's Will yet that you have not shined through on. I know that God will smile upon you on your journey. My blessings and best wishes, Darius. You are like a son to us, and we greatly anticipate your stories of the battle when you return."

Darius bowed his head to recieve the blessing and after another embrace he was dismissed. He journeyed three floors down to retrieve his 'supplies', weapons mostly, and made his way out to the Square. He stepped into a black Fiat and was whisked toward the City walls and then the airport in Rome.

There was no question from the Carabinieri in the airport and his duffel wasn't even checked. He was simply driven to the tarmac where a fully fueled Gulf Stream jet awaited him, on emergency clearance for immediate takeoff. It would land in New York's JFK Airport for refueling before flying non-stop to Las Vegas.

Once the plane was airborne, Darius knelt and began a ritual of prayer and preparation dating back to the Crusades.

I say my prayers now, for when the battle is joined it is the forces of evil who will be uttering theirs. The Wrath of God knows no mercy for those who refuse to repent...

"Deus Vult"

The Excaliber, street level

A young man heard the announcement from above. So it's finally happening. He thought. Any person looking at him from the street would only find the half demon odd because of his hair. Aside from that, he looked completely normal. Unfortunately, today was not normal. His demonically enhanced hearing today was a problem due to the commotion in the streets. The humans were panicked at what they heard, even though there was nothing they could do.
Much muttering was asking what Eden was, but those that weren't naïve atheists had other things to say. Some said that Eden was destroyed in the flood. Others said humans couldn't find it because God had banned humanity from it. Still more believed in the scientists that said it was in Iraq.
"I suppose I'll see how things play out then won't I." he said to nobody in particular before vanishing.

OOC: I signed up in the OOC thread. I was typing the post while you were putting up the link to this thread. May I still join?
OOC: Feel free.

OOC: Greywatch, thats your priest she's calling a snackable
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"And so it begins."

Ah, there's the snackable, maszrching resolutely to his doom. Sheesh and he looks to have no sense of humor either Shai chuckled wryly as she let herself spiral down, to hover just above the rocky ground

'You know you go tromping in there like Deus Incarnate, yuo're just going to get eaten. I think you fall under the catagory of 'crunchy but good with blood ketchup...jeez, don't you all ever learn that frontal assaults just get you martyred in gruesome fashion?' She sculled backwards so she could look at the priest as he kept on walking...

The two figures floated through the ground 10 miles outside of Las Vegas. They flew into the air, hiding their glory, lest they be seen. They watched as a cleric marched toward the demon infested town. "So, what should be do, Tal? He might as well be walking straight into hell! He is a true man of God, but he cannot win with vanity in his heart." "Do not worry, Raul. I have seen to it, and he will be kept out of harms way for now. But you are right, this may be a problem later on. However, I am sure he can prove to be a powerful man of God. What he doesn't realize is that he doesn't have to go alone. The people in this town could save themselves if they allowed God to help them, but despair has turned those few hearts that might have believed." "Not all hope it lost, Tal. There are others still." "There is always hope where light shines in the darkness, Raul." "Heh, whatever you say Captain Tal"

A demon soldier ran up to the commander. "Lord, there have been reports of angel scum around the city. Apparently they have been helping those that refuse our commands." The commander simply laughed. "They rected this soon eh? Hehe, this'll be much more fun. Humans never could put up much of a fight. Loose the hounds." The soldier grinned in reply. The hounds were basically what they sounded like. They were wolves bred in hell, and most could smell angels and holy men from miles away. They have a tendency to rip into said holy person, as the smell is physically painful to them. As such they are kept far away from churches. Moments later, huge wolves, black with horribly glowing red eyes emergesd from the portal to hell, many howling with the pain of the angelic scents. They ran to kill the angels, to end their torment.

Aozora watched the hounds emerge sadly. He had discovered that he had even less love for his demon kin and their pets than he did for the humans who scorned him. The humans scorned out of fear, the demons for the mere fact that he was a "mutt", and unpure. He was only further saddened by the fact that angels would act even more vehemently towards him, for no other reasons that he had no control over. He was only accepted among his own kind, and so far he had found none of those. He heard one of the demons mention that there was another around, but he had been unable to locate him as yet. Despondantyl he went searching the city.

ooc: as an archangel, can raphael issue orders. i would assume not because of the nature of the rp, but i thought i should ask.

OOC: Hmmm.... Should he run into any of the other angels, feel free to give them orders. Its up to them whether or not they obey, but feel free to order.

The Gulf Stream set down at JFK and Darius sat quietly in the passenger area, studying scripture. He had taken to reading Revelation, looking for signs that battle may indeed be the Final Judgement. A chime sounded indicating that the aircraft was readying for takeoff. Unlike Rome, the jet was not given priority and had to wait between two Boeing 737's bound for California and Texas. After ten minutes, the aircraft taxied onto the runway and lifted off.

As the American Midwest drifted listlessly below, Darius readied himself. Opening his duffle he spread the weapons out on the floor. Removing the trenchcoat, strapped a longsword to his back and a ultility belt around his waist. Affixed to it aside from ammunition and a few other pockets was a gladius sheathed on his left side and a Beretta 92 FS on his right. He finally pulled a Steyr AUG from the bag and slung it over his shoulder. He then redonned the coat and, with a little, adjustment, looked perfectly normal save the hilt of the longsword protruding above the collar.

He walked over to the minibar and pured himself a shot of scotch before going back to his reading, the chair uncomfortable given his awkward load. A while later, the sealt belt sign switched on and he fastened in for the descent into the city's airport. He was ready for a rough reception.

The plane got no word from the tower, but the runway was clear and it set down roughly. The ramp was lowered, he stepped off, and the plane was turning to take off again. He began to walk toward the terminal as it rocketed down the runway.

Aozoara watched amused as the human stepped off the plane fully armed. Fortunately for him, there were few demons around, and those that were there were barely imps, not worthy of the name demon. They got even less respect than a mutt like Aozora did. After deciding that he better warn the man, he called out. "Hey buddy, don't you think you should be a little more careful walking around demon territory fully armed? A smart man would be more careful." He was hoping that the man wouldn't attack him, as many had done before when they saw him.

Darius turned toward him with centuries of grace and smoothness acquired dodging the strokes of the enemy and cooly responded, his English well enunciated despite his Italian accent, "Correct me if I am in error, but when last I checked Earth was the realm of man, not demon. They are trespassing, and I have arrived to deliver...eviction. If He willed demonkind to possess Eden he would have given it to them."

His voice was soft, almost gentle. It belied the tensed muscles under his trenchcoat, ready to level his rifle or draw his gladius depending on just how small his window to react was. He had faced many forms of evil in past, but had precious little experience fighting demons. Deep down he was feeling nervousness for the first time in his life since he was mortal.

"Your warning is appreciated, but I assure you it is not I that needs to be warned. Though I must ask you, demon, why did you refrain from attacking? I was failry certain your kind lacked a sense of fair play and seized any profitable opportunity," a slight edge crept into his voice, though it still retained its softness.

Joshua reappeared near the portal just in time to see the hounds released. "I knew it would come to this." he stated sadly before catching an interesting scent on the wind. It was of another half-demon, like himself. It took some time to track down, but eventually he found his target yelling at a man he himself wouldn't want to fight. "Well I guess I'm not the only half demon hanging around here. I hate to be so direct, but perhaps a more secure location is in order."

Aozora laughed. "I am not a demon. I am a mutt, a half-demon. And you seem to misunderstand. This isn't just some ravaging band of demons out for some fun. Thier Father has decided to take back the world, and Eden, which he seems to think the angels and whatnot stole from him. This is a full-scale invasion. The Lord Commander of the Legions is here himself, on behalf of his Father."

He grinned widely. "You say you need not be warned. I don't think you've ever fought a demon have you? No, more likely you're used to fighting cults of heretics, whom may have been given rudimentery powers by lesser demons. You see, those humans are much slower, and weaker than demon. There are nothing to even me, a half demon who hasn't mastered his abilities."

OOC: I've got to go eat dinner.

OOC: Alright, reserved for posting tomorrow most likely.

OOC: Back, decided to eat fast.

ooc: i forgot to arm Raphael in the char. description, but its the normal 'flaming' sword etc.

ic:

Hellhounds

And I thought it'd be something hard...

Despite his ability to travel at great speeds, Raphael had walked nonchalantly around the city, luring a whole pack of the vicious fiends to him. Now he stood in the center of a very unfriendly circle as the hounds waited to pounce. Perhaps I should unsheath my sword, Raphael thought, but he dismissed the thought almost as soon as it had entered his mind. The hounds leapt in one single action, and he reacted. A slew of feathers exploded from the center of the circle, pinning the hounds where they stood. The blast pushed them back, disorienting them. In a flurry, Raphael was upon them, dispatching them in the same manner he had those lesser demons. Once they were defeated, Raphael disappeared in another flurry.

His form appeared on the cap of a large pyramid, and Raphael rolled his eyes at the irony. After all, Father had delivered them from the sands of that nation...Casting that thought aside, Raphael broke a seal on his wrist in the shape of the All-Seeing Eye (http://cemeteries.files.wordpress.com/2006/10/all_seeing_eye.jpg), the Ocula Dei. He noticed immediately the human and less-than humans that were scattered throughout the city. He also noticed several lower choirs were there as well. And there was another... Hm, this'll be interesting, he thought before sealing his Eye.

OOC: whatever floats your boat.

IC: Joshua chuckled. "And you misunderstand me. I myself am a half-demon and I don't like the idea of demons finding us. I however was standing right below him when he made the announcement. I know what's going on, contrary to popular belief, and I know who it was. And he's right," Joshua turned to the armed Italian. "You really have no idea what a demon or even half-demon could do. A true demon is much more resistant to your weapons."

Aozora laughed. "You got anywhere to hide pal? Far as I can tell, our cousins have the place pretty well under their control. Me and you will be tolerated, if not exactly welcome. Our overconfident friend here however will likely be cut down on the spot."

Once Tal was sure Raul was well on his way with his message, he descended into the ground and returned to the city. He came up into an alley (a different one) and disguised himself as a brown-haired man in his forties, slightly balding. He then slouched out into the street began walking to the nearest church. As he was walking, he saw a figure bolt through the sky. He followed its general direction on foot, at a leisurely pace. He found the figure near a church, and approached it slowly, pretending to ignore it.

OOC: Does anybody want their character to meet Tal? Cause I'll be gone for the next 24 hours, so first come first serve.

At this Joshua burst our in laughter. "Cut down is a good way to describe it. And although I don't have a truly secure room, I do have a hotel room or we could head for one of a couple of my mother's family's houses in Minnesota."

Aozora grinned. "Places in Minnesota? Come now. Surely its safer for our friend, but its entirely too boring for my taste. I left Japan to get away from the quiet life. This may be where the danger is, but what fun is there in life without a little risk?" He sat tapping his foot for a few moments, then snapped his fingers. "How about the Church? Altough some of the tougher demons can go in there, they sure as hell prefer not too. Hehe, even I get uncomfortable, if not the fire and whatnot some of our lesser family members experience." He seemed about to continue on with this line of thought, but stopped. "Hmm... Is this where the fun is? I wonder, what do you think uncle Lucifer would think should we find the Garden first.... Hmmm..." He began to get a sparkle in his eye, which his few friends had learned to mean he was up to something. "What say you we go exploring?"

Joshua was about to agree to the church, knowing where most of them were in the area, when Aozora went on. "Wait a minute. Your uncle is Lucifer? I suppose this makes us cousins then, distant at the least. I'm all for finding Eden, but I was under the impression that it may have been destroyed when The Flood came and Noah built the ark. Though if it were to still exist I'm guessing we're on the wrong continent. Every bit of evidence says it's in the Middle East, more specifically, Iraq. So Mr. Italiano here hopped a jet and went the wrong direction."

Aozora grinned even wider, the mischevious glint in his eye full force. "Middle East eh? Doesn't that seem a likely alibi? Put the beginning of mankind in what is supposedly the holiest place on earth?" He shook his head. "No, no I've been thinking. If the Garden was in the Middle East, don't you think people would have found it by now? Most people would probably say that it was destroyed in the whole flood thing. But I ask you, if it was so holy, why would god let it be destroyed? What must have been one of his best works in creating the world?"

Joshua pondered this for a moment. "You're right. However it could have something to do with the fact that Satan was there and tainted the place and because the Original Human Sin was committed there. Or it could have been moved out of time and space or to heaven. We'll never know now will we? Or here's an idea. There's another reason for the name Sin City. It was moved here, then we build Vegas over it."

Aozora chuckled. "Don't you think that the city would have suffered a severe crisis by now? Except for the demon invasion? I say that if it was tainted, all the more reason to keep it. Let it stand as a silent testimony through the ages, to never lax your vigil against evil. I think that would make sense, don't you? I doubt that the Garden is in North America, personally. You'd think that it'd be where the beginnings of civilization were seen. That strengthens the Middle East theory, true, but I'm thinking someplace just as ancient, maybe Asia, or maybe..." He mused silently for a bit, his eccentricity on the subjet stemmed slightly. "Maybe Rome? It would make sense, if you think about it."

The cleric lifted his hand, his palm facing Shai. "I'm very busy, identify yourself now for I have a job I'm supposed to be doing." A white flame began to form in his palm and the blue runes on his armor became brighter creating an artificial wind. "You're form means nothing, you're abilities mean nothing. Are you friend or foe?"

Joshua tapped the ground with a foot, causing a chair to rise. Although made of the tarmac they were standing upon, it was surprisingly comfortable. "It makes sense, but then the Vatican wouldn't exist. Besides, humans were banished from it when Adam and Eve left so they couldn't have found it. It's possible that they simply could have walked right past is and that imaging technology can't pick it up. That supports the idea of it being in the Middle East."

"You're form means nothing, you're abilities mean nothing. Are you friend or foe?"

Shai sighed, she was right -he had Nooooo sense of humor, and probably less personality.

"Why don't you tell me? I mean I was the one who bestirred myself to come warn you." Shaking her head she moved further away from the flame, it might not hurt her...but then again it might. "Besides if all you want to do is kill demons, go right on in, and die pretty quickly... but if you want to defeat them, I bet you don't know why they're here."

Aozora nodded. "Well, I suppose each one is worth a try. I suggest we..."

Aozora was interrupted by the sound of the Demon Commander. "All of you, pitiful worms, the time has come for us to make our move. We have discovered where the Garden lies, and we will continue to take over your pitiful world before we move to take what is rightfuly ours. All able-bodied citizens shall be drafted, including all demons, and even you filthy half-breed mutts. The humans are to report to the glass pyramid (can't remember what its called at the moment) to be assigned to your troops. Mutts and higher demons are to report to the headquarter for evaluation and assignment."

Aozora shook his head. "Well, thats not good. Any ideas?" He turned to the human, whom had been silent for the past while. "I suggest you hide your weapons."

"Rank 5 Assualt on the human world, they've trespassed on our land and killed many people, they have taken over a city and are now acting as if the residents are their citizens." The cleric said without feeling, "This alone is enough for them to be punished by death. Yet they claim they wish to retake Eden as well. Is this what you wanted to know? Have I passed your test?"

Joshua's chair vanished and he grabbed both of them by the arms. "Ya, just one. We blink." He used his magic and teleported the three of them out of demonic territory. While he felt nothing, the other two would feel as if their bodies were being wrenched apart for a split second. Once their vision returned, they took note that they were now hidden amongst bales of hay. "Sorry you find this place boring, but I always found stuff to do here. We can head back if you like, but this gives us some thinking time. Besides, I don't feel like being drafted into a war I don't want to fight in."

Yet they claim they wish to retake Eden as well. Is this what you wanted to know? Have I passed your test?"

"Test? What test? I came to find out if you really were intent on a frontal assault, thats all. Sheesh." Shai shrugged and let the wind from his runes blow her a little further away. "I heard what the Lord High Poobah of Brimstone announced just before you came round. I didn't know if you had, so 'scuse me for interupting your march towards death. I'd tell you to get a life, but you seem to be intent on wasting the one you have."

She started to say more but was interuped by the amplified voice of the Big Stench

"All of you, pitiful worms, the time has come for us to make our move. We have discovered where the Garden lies, and we will continue to take over your pitiful world before we move to take what is rightfuly ours. All able-bodied citizens shall be drafted, including all demons, and even you filthy half-breed mutts. The humans are to report to the[Luxor to be assigned to your troops. Mutts and higher demons are to report to the headquarter for evaluation and assignment." [/COLOR]

"Ewww they say they've found it? So soon, that's got to be a bluff." Shai looked worriedly at the cleric "He's bluffing right?"

I wonder if he noticed...

In either case, they may make their move towards Eden

They have a guess at best...there's no way they could find it

Standing to his full height, Raphael felt it was time. He certainly couldn't allow the Children to be corrupted by the minions of the Deep. He ruffled his feathers, spreading out his wings to a full height. He raised his fist and brought it down on the top of the Luxor-properly named, he thought. The glass shattered outward, rippling up as it fell in towards the building instead of out amongst the populace.

"Hear me," Raphael demanded in a voice as sweet as honey and the power of an avalanche. "I am one of the seven who stand before the Throne of God. No need to fear; you are safe. Thank God now and forever."


ooc: i'm assuming the angelic side knows the location, btw...

Barsoc looked up from his prayers as he heard a door down the hall open. He sighed, and looked down to the world below, where his beloved Monastary still stood. He had long since retired from being one of the High Generals, and had settled with being the Guardian Angel of a small monastary in Jerusalem. The steps stopped behind him but the Seraphim did not turn around.
"Barsoc." Said the voice
"Jebodiah." Barsoc responded. The Angel heard a sigh behind him, and he smiled. "Say what must be said Jebodiah." He whispered.
"You have been chosen to aid the Angelic forces in the mortal realm." Said Jebodiah sadly.
"Very well, send me down, so I may enact His will."

Barsoc opened his eyes, and realised he was in the mortal realm. People were looking up at him in shock and awe, and he floated to the ground, his flowing white robes bellowing around him. He started to walk through the crowd of mortals, and remembered how small they were compared to him. After a minute, he had ascended some stairs and arrived at the head monk's door.It opened, and an aging old man looked out.
"Angelo." He whispered, and opened the door to the Seraphim.
"Hello friend, I have come to help you."

"That is something difficult to tell, demons are known for lying but at the same time I don't think they'd bluff about something this big. One way or another we can't let them take it. But if you're so concerned with your own life I'll do this on my own. I already have my resolve and desptie what you think, this armor of mine is quite demon proof," he said bluntly. He let the white flame dissapear before walking towards the city once more. He looked back at Shai, "So are you coming or what?"

'Blair Hrist' was in a relatively deserted part of town, in fact, everyone had vacated to 'report what they knew', which was undoubtedly going to be very little. Mortals had been misreading scripture since it was written, but then again, its not like anyone was going to come down here and tell them they're wrong. She ran down the list of places she'd heard people place the Garden, if they were any further off they'd have placed it on that forsaken rock they called Mars.

Suddenly her blood ran cold, a 'hell hound' had turned the corner ahead, it looked angry, and it was staring at her. It bristled and growled in anger and pain.

"Great, the thing knows what I am."

She stared back at the demonic canine.

"Come and get me."

She waved it toward her, arrogant as always.

The hell hound obliged, practically kicking up pavement as it charged her. As the beast leapt into the air to attack her, she dropped her facade. In a brilliant flash of light the disguise melted away, revealing her armor once more. Her halberd materialized in her hand, directly in the flight path the less than subtle beast. Unable to adjust its flight path, the animal impaled itself on the spear-tip of the weapon. She whipped the weapon to fling the beast away. It began to rise.

"Oh, you're still here? I'll fix that."

The beast hesitated, and that's when Hrist fired a beam of positive energy from her left hand into the beast, which for lack of better description, evaporated on the spot.

"There."

She resumed her previous route, and re-entered the Blair Hrist persona, if any demons came to investigate she would be hiding in a building, looking the part of 'terrified human'. She knew that her attack had created quite the light show, and that fact guaranteed that some demons would arrive.

Darius was a little offput by the halfbreed's blatant analysis, then his seemingly casual smalltalk with another 'mutt' that appeared. Shaking his head and regaining determination, he continued toward the terminal, calling over his shoulder,

"Psalm 73. I need not fear your kind. Now if you will excuse me, I have a city to cleanse in the name of the Almighty and an army to stop. However, you have a point. Stealth is the prudent choice for the time being."

He tied the waistband of the trenchcoat, shrouding the weapons underneath from view. The hilt of the longsword was just barely visible as he adjusted the sheath. His gait was casual, but with purpose. He didn't like the sound of the announcementthe 'Commander' had made. If he were to succeed in his mission, he would have to act quickly. Humans were easy, and the occasional demon could be outmatched, but an army was another issue entirely. As far as Darius, he was alone.

Not alone, He is with me

Suddenly a black mass sprang from behind one of the trucks parked on the tarmac. The canine walked around Darius, growling and sniffing as if trying to ascertain what exactly he was. Darius was casually undoing the waistband, pushing the sides of the coat back to once again reveal the weapons. The hound immediately caught a whiff of the blessed swords and sprang at Darius from his left side. In a fluid motion, he stepped back and turned, unsheating his gladius and thrusting it forward. The blade slipped between the ravenous jaws, piercing the roof of its mout hand entering the brain before the tip came out the other side of the beast's skull. The creature hung there on the blade, twitching as life left its body. With a twist of the wrist, he tilted the sword down, allowing the hound to slide off and fall to the ground.

Darius was breathing heavily, the air coming in irregualr gasps as adrenaline coursed through him. He noticed as he went for a cloth to clean his sword that his hands were shaking slightly. He realized the half-demon was right: he was unaccustomed to fighting the direct forces of Hell. Quickly he sheathed the sword and replaced the cloth. He hurried toward the terminal, fastening the trenchcoat as he did so. He did not want ot face the two halfbreeds who were undoubtedly staring at him. He didn't want his eyes to betray that the arrogant one was right.

Tyr walked slowly towards the city, he was still miles away. Even from here you could see the effects of the demon attack. The sky burned a deep shade of red and smoke still rose from certain sections of the city. While most who came to aid in the attack would fly in, Tyr could not as he was only half-angel. Upon reaching the outskirts of the city, Tyr took refuge in an old, abandoned house. There he sat and prayed as the screams of the people still trapped inside the city echoed through the streets.

Just as Tyr was wrapping up his prayer, a large, medium ranking demon who was wearing medieval plate armour and wielding a mace in one hand and a strange looking torture device in the other knocked on the door.

"Who is in here?! Open this door before I fry this place!"

Tyr then walked over to the door and opened it, hoping to be able to talk his way out of this confrontation.

"Hello, I am here merely trying to live. If I find any information on Eden I will tell you"

"Thats not good enough!" said the demon, "What is your name?!"

"My name is....." Tyr paused as he was not able to speak his name, but also could not lie. "Not important."

"Then you shall die!" Screamed the demon as he rose his mace above his head.

The huge weapon came crashing down upon Tyr, but instead of killing him it flew back as heavenly light came pouring out of Tyr's body. The demon screamed in agony and fell to his knees as the white light blinded him and burned his skin. Tyr then drew his longsword and slew the demon without comment or remorse. The beasts blood poured across the porch as the blinding light finally subsided. Tyr then kneeled, said a quick prayer, and walked out the back door.

Rava woke up with a start. Something was wrong. He could feel the angelic and demonic activity over all the world. Normally there was some, of course, but never like this.

He grabbed his weapons and usual items and flew off into the air, towards California. He touched down in a scene of carnage, then floated in the air, asking people hat was going on. He knew that any angels or demons around would recognize him- as a half angel/half demon, he was well traveled in all realms of existence and know he was a neutral in all their conflicts, so he had nothing to fear.

"hello?" he called. "Is anyone here? This is Rava."

"So are you coming or what?"

Shai sneezed, the scent of holy water really was making her eyes water and her nose just must be red as unfashionably could be.

"Yeah I'm coming, but you still haven't answered my..." Her yelp cut off her question as a swirl of dark smoke coalesced into a massive hell hound.

Monsterous fangs glowing a 'radioactive ooze' green; eyes afire with hell born flames the beast leapt for her.

Another gust of smoke coiled into a second and sprang for the rune armored cleric.

San Andreas, California
The northern California foothills smelled of fresh grass and the rolling hills had trees scatterd about. The town was rather small, about 2,000 people. The world was being taken over by concrete and more and more people came to live in the town. The county wasn't known for much, Calaveras, the home of the jumping frog. Kash Wilson was walking down mainstreet, after he got out of high school. He was headed home until he looked up and a blinding light engulfed him, he woke up. He got up slowly look around himself, he clentched his fist cracking his knuckles, and his eyes turned into pure yellow flame. " I am.....Typhon" he said with the sound of a thousand voices. He closed his eyes and opend them again, they were normal, his task at this world would begin here, Satan would pay for his imprisonment, he was the rightful lord of hell.

A soldier noticed him, no doubt it was one of Heavens. The angel must have seen his arrival for he drew his sword, and his wings sprung out from his back, he stared at Typhon. " Follower of hell, Demon of lucifer, terror of good, have at thee!!!" he charged Typhon his large sword coming down on Typhon's head. Typhon quickled dodge the attack and spun around the angel, rapping his arms around the angels neck. His arms Glew almost white with heat, the angels eyes widend in horror and his head was vaporized by the heat, all that was seen was a flash of light, the angel fell to the ground and then was lifted up back to heaven. Typhon didnt smiled he just kept walking, wherever the road took him.

"Hellhounds? Is this the best they are willing to throw at us? IS THIS ALL?!" The cleric was already lusting for battle. He watched as the creature charged at him, smiling behind his helmet. As the beast tried to bite him he simply used his powerful arms to hold the mouth open, in each hand he held one of the creature's jaws. He then put his foot down on the bottom jaw while then grabbing his axe with one hand and holding the top jaw in the other. He pulled upward and ripped the top jaw off the monster and then swung his axe downward into the beast's head. "Return to your master you lowly creature I have no time to deal with filth such as you." Slowly the creature melted into a cloud of darkness. The cleric then turned around to see how his new companion was fairing.

Rava flew along, suddenly seeing the death of an angel at the hands of a demon. He flew down to check out the situation.

"Hello," he called. "My name is Rava. Are the realms at war again? And who are you? I know many on both sides, but I don't recognize you."

Rava woke up with a start. Something was wrong. He could feel the angelic and demonic activity over all the world. Normally there was some, of course, but never like this.

He grabbed his weapons and usual items and flew off into the air, towards California. He touched down in a scene of carnage, then floated in the air, asking people hat was going on. He knew that any angels or demons around would recognize him- as a half angel/half demon, he was well traveled in all realms of existence and know he was a neutral in all their conflicts, so he had nothing to fear.

"hello?" he called. "Is anyone here? This is Rava."

He turned at the sound. "Rava?" he said to himself smiling, he waked towards the sound of the half-breed. He was wearing a black tank top and gold shorts, his dirty blonde hair was short, yet long enough to be blown slightly in the wind.

Typhon smiled " You have not heard of me?"

"I'm kind of young," Rava replied sheepishly, "and..." He paused, remembering something.

"TYPHON! How's it going?" He descended swiftly, touching down on the ground. "It's been a while. Where were you?"

Typhon stared at the man, his head cocked slightly sideways. " In the bowls of hell, imprisoned in my cell of space and time, my followers disbanded me at my first chance of rebellion against hell."

OCC: Any reason why they should know eachother? Typhon is a demon god of the sun and sea, but his powers arent goign to be god-modded, he is like a minor god. He seeks to take hell and turn it into his own.

OOC: Rava enjoys hanging out with outcasts and misfits, being the biggest one around himself. Also, as a truly neutral force, he has been a divine and supernatural messenger boy and courier for a while now- but it's not an official job, just a random thing. Still, he's met most of the biggest players at leas- once- never God or Satan personally, though, as he fears rejection by the first and the pure unchecked evil of the second.

"And how did you get out?" he replied in disbelief.

OOC: Rava enjoys hanging out with outcasts and misfits, being the biggest one around himself. Also, as a truly neutral force, he has been a divine and supernatural messenger boy and courier for a while now- but it's not an official job, just a random thing. Still, he's met most of the biggest players at leas- once- never God or Satan personally, though, as he fears rejection by the first and the pure unchecked evil of the second.

"And how did you get out?" he replied in disbelief.

" It was rather easy, when the portal to earth opend, it disruptied the realms, stoping my cell from containing me any longer, I silently slipped out of hell through the portal and made my here." he said looking down, then back up to Rava."

OCC: Cool, but how do they know eachother, you said you recognized him, so could you make up something, maybe he saw Typhons rebellion against Satan.

"And why was the portal opened?" asked Rava. He wasn't too concerned- he had the gift to make any necessary portals for himself without outside help- but he wanted to know what was going on. He had been somewhat out of touch with the deeper parts of hell- or higher parts of heaven, for that matter- since he had temporarily been interested in Typhon's pre-rebellion ideas. Ever since the failed rebellion, he had stayed clear of the lower levels. Satan's oldest soldiers hated him for his impurity, and while they never threatened him, he felt that he ought not to go near them for a while until this thing cooled down.

"And why was the portal opened?" asked Rava. He wasn't too concerned- he had the gift to make any necessary portals for himself without outside help- but he wanted to know what was going on. He had been somewhat out of touch with the deeper parts of hell- or higher parts of heaven, for that matter- since he had temporarily been interested in Typhon's pre-rebellion ideas. Ever since the failed rebellion, he had stayed clear of the lower levels. Satan's oldest soldiers hated him for his impurity, and while they never threatened him, he felt that he ought not to go near them for a while until this thing cooled down.

Typhon smiled evily " Only God knows why." he said. " Now, what is it you want of me, are you here to strike me down and bury me back into the firing pit of hell?" He was ready for combat should this half-breed attack him, he would not let anyone intefere with his mission.

"Calm down," Rava replied. "I'm neutral, everybody knows that, and i still have no idea what's going on." He looked over at Typhon. "Where do you plan to go? i just may tag along to find out the situation."

Typhon eyed the man" First I shall make this place my small realm, i will morph it to my own, and its population, then I will travel to the city of sin to attempt to convert the legions of hell, if not I will do battle and retreat back to here if possible." His hands change, one of sun flam the other scaley blue, he shoved them both into the ground, he would begin his takeover of this town.

OCC: Anyone who thinks this is god-modding, im sorry, the town is small though, he will take over about 5 miles of land for his realm so i dont think it is.

Typhon eyed the man" First I shall make this place my small realm, i will morph it to my own, and its population, then I will travel to the city of sin to attempt to convert the legions of hell, if not I will do battle and retreat back to here if possible." His hands change, one of sun flam the other scaley blue, he shoved them both into the ground, he would begin his takeover of this town.

OCC: Anyone who thinks this is god-modding, im sorry, the town is small though, he will take over about 5 miles of land for his realm so i dont think it is.

OOC: Describe his "realm" for me please just in case it become important later on in the story. I expect this process will be quite interesting. ^^

OOC: Describe his "realm" for me please just in case it become important later on in the story. I expect this process will be quite interesting. ^^

OCC: marble floors on the ground with greek/roman style buildings, city will be built upon water, with slits where boats can flow thruogh the city in some area, sun light shining like beams from heaven onto the place, and clear water that's deep.

Rava watched with interest as Typhon worked.

"Small question," he said. "Isn't this a bit small for a realm? Not that I think it's bad or anything," he added.

Typhon nodded while sweating as he concentrated " Yes...It is...does it look like I have the powers of heaven and hell to help me out, NO, I must do it myself" he ground formed into white marble and the small city began to take shape, buildings were transformed and water began to flow.

"nice," Rava said. "Are you going to be using any theme for your buildings- you know, heaven, hell, flowers..."

"nice," Rava said. "Are you going to be using any theme for your buildings- you know, heaven, hell, flowers..."

Typhon was getting annoyed at his questions " Greek/ Roman mix my freind, a watery city with the sun shining, don't let it fool you, for death awaits most who will enter." He said remembering his old realm was sacked by hells legions before he was captured by the fallen angel Micheal.

OCC: Are you a slow typer, just wondering because it took you a long time to write a sentence.

OOC: Kind of, but I wasn't exactly looking at the forums the whole time. I was doing other stuff on the internet too and just checking in periodically.

"I'll be going now," said Rava, and he left to find the source of the chaos.

ooc: i'm assuming the angelic side knows the location, btw...

Nope.

The people and buildings in a five mile radius were taken and morphed by Typhons godly powers. Demons patrolled the small area, 2,000 strong. Typhon was now ready to travel to the City of sin to declare his war upon Hell, and converting the Las Vegans to his side. He walked up to a black nova and got inside, he reved the engine before taking off, it would be a couple of hours before he would arrive.

Rava turned up in Las Vegas. Swarms of demons were around him.

"Hey," he said. "Care to tell me what's going on? And could you pass me that bottle of Bacardi?"

Shai flung herself to the side, doing a mid air roll thast any one with wings shouldn't have been able to do. Her wings were pretty and she did use them, but they weren't the core of her flight abilities...The slavering beast missed completely, even with it's advantages.

In the blink of an eye a slighly glowing naginata appeared in her hands and with agile adeptness she flicked the 'sharply pointed and nicely edged' end through the Hell Hound's mouth at it's next lunge at her. Violet lightening coruscated down it's length and the fuming monster howled in agony.''

As it shivered into nothingness Shai flicked the ichor off of the tip and the weapon disappeared.

She looked over at the cleric "So you've got the Divine Strength thing going. Not bad, but Hell Houlds really are just pain in the rumpus rather than anything really dangerous."

Aozora sighed. "Minnesora eh? Well, at least we won't get drafted. Well, where do you think we should start looking? I doubt that the Garden is in Minnesota, no offense to your home."

OOC: In order to keep up with the action in Vegas I'm adding a new character, another half-breed. And the hell-town is okay NC, as along as you don't go too far with it.

IC: Aya was nearly shuddering in fear as her uncle, Szhlash, led her to the recruitment center. She didn't want to fight, and she sure didn't want to fight for the demons. Then the angels anouncment was heard throughout the city, and the demons howled in rage. as they roared, she managed to escape. As she was running, she saw a human walking down the street with weapons fully bared. She shook her head. He was just lucky most of the demons were occupied with the drafting. "Hey, watcha doing? Shouldn't you hide that sword?"

OOC: For anyone wondering, since I haven't posted information for her yet in the OOC, she is about 18, half-demon half-angel, she looks mostly like an angel, except for her blood-red eyes. Overall she is quite beautiful. Her power is charming, and what demons call "Abyss", which is hard to explain. Basically Abyss is being able to send someones soul to a torturous plane. She is far from mastering it however.

He looked back at Shai, "You think I don't already know that. Not the first time I've killed a demon. And by the way, you can call me Gold, one of my many aliases but it should do. Might I ask your name?" He was more relaxed now, perhaps she wasn't going to be as much of a burden as he originally thought.

Rava turned up in Las Vegas. Swarms of demons were around him.

"Hey," he said. "Care to tell me what's going on? And could you pass me that bottle of Bacardi?"

One of the demons sneered. "Been a while since I've seen you around, mutt. Whats going on here? Are you serious? Your good 'ole Uncle Lucifer decided to invade the world." He grinned. "By the way, you seen your 'cus Aozora around lately? He's around here somewhere, but he hasn't shown up for the drafting."

OOC: My apologies if you're not okay with the entire cousin thing.

one of my many aliases but it should do. Might I ask your name?"

"Just call me Shai, it's ...It's the one they gave me." She shrugged, avoiding the issue- she really didn't want a monsterous headache to go with the reaction to holy water. She sneezed again, managing to get a hand with a tiny handkertchief up barely in time.

"Sorry but I'm semi alergic, it seems, to holy water, or maybe it's holy orders"

OCC: Can i time skip to get to Las Vegas faster?

OOC: Feel free.

" Damn, Satan must have been busy, he has this whole city under his control" he thought as he looked out the front window, the speedometer saying fifty five mph. He could already see demons as he pulled into the city, he would need to be careful, for he had a different smell than a normal demon, like a cross between a demon and something else, something higher. Typhon pulled up to a store, he needed a new outfit.

An Imp, a low ranking demon, was patrolling nearby hte store. He thought it odd that the human was so calm, so he ran, (rather like a gorilla) over to him. "Hey youz, why youz not gittin into da army? Huh, humie?"

Typhon replied kindly " Oh, Im sorry, I just got here, I would never want to get in hells way, this is after all your rightful place, humanity will bow before you as I will." Inside he laughed, the demon had no idea that Satan's enemy was right in front of him. Typhon leaned against the hood of the car outside the store.

The Imp nodded knowingly. "Yeahz, dose humies ain't got 'nuttin on us." He gestured towards the hotel. "Youz follow me, 'kay? You get into army, do good, and maybe you be demon too."

Typhon followed the little imp " Yes, I was hopeing for the chance to serve the dark lord, I think you should be promoted for your honest work, after all for a demon you should get some praise for recruiting for the lords greater good."

"Well then Shai, since your apparently so knowledgeable about these demons, why don't you take command?" Gold said to her as he pulled a vial of green liquid out of a hidden compartment in his armor, "I suggest you drink this if you have such a problem with holy energies." He held the vial out to her.

The Imp laughed. "Me like youz, get you good pozition. Meeybe seargant." He grinned. "Youz no git killed. Otherz do dyin for youz." They were now in front of the hotel, and the Imp pointed in. "Come, me take you to Re-re-recruit.... Guy who give you job. Youz git good job."

Typhon walked in with the imp and looked around for the recruiter " Alright, where do I register comrade, I want to begin work immediatly."

The Imp ran over to another demon, and started yipping in the annoying Imp language, which sounded rather like a chiuahua. He came back shaking his head. "Bad newz. Girl get away. She very useful girl, can charm, and..." He leaned closer, and continued in a conspiratoral whisper. "She knows hot to uze Abyss. Boss go after her himself, want her back for army."

Typhon dropped to his knees and begged the Imp " Dare the dark lord not to come here himself, we are not worthy of his presence, please let my soul carry the burden of this mission." Underneath his face, his forked tounge gave the Imp the sound that tasted like honey.

The Imp shook his head. "No, youz not understand. Father no come here. Girl no that important. It be da recruiter." He seemed proud of having pronounced it. He thought for a second. "Hmm... You find da girl, and you get better dan seargent. You maybe git captain. Yeah. Go find girl. Name Aya, look like angel, but have red eyes."

Typhon kissed the imps hand " I will do all I can" he left the hotel smiling to himself as he put on a pair of glasses, he went to a nearby store and grabbed a black leather jacket, jeans, converse, and fingerless gloves. He began his search through the city, driving down the rodes his head going right and left, searching.

Aya was walking through the streets, hoping she could evade demon recruiters, when she saw a car driving slowly down the road, apparently searching for something. She froze, hoping it would pass her by.

Typhon spotted her, but refused to give himself away so easily, he kept staring forwards and drove by, he made a turn to come back around behind her. He pulled up and stopped the car, his head turned and looked out the side window, his eyes flickerd behind the glasses as he smiled at her.

Kenavt came stepping out of a nearby bar. Sheesh, these humans, he thought. They get scared at anything. Wait-who the heck is that girl and that car? Wait a sec.... is that red eyes? Why isn't she with those demons?. He raced over there-partly to figure out what the heck was going on.

"Hello, do you need help?" He then glanced across, saw Typhon, and tried to be inconspicuous (OOC: Or however you spell it!!!)

Aya gulped. "Uh, I'm not sure." She turned to the man in the car. "May I help you sir?"

He turned around, realizing that he was bound to be seen. This man, whoever he was, was definitely a sight to be seen.

Typhon opend the door and got out and walked up to her " Yes, there is a problem, it seems the demons are trying to find the garden of Edan, please come with me, we must hurry to stop them." Flat out lieing to this girl he thuoght, oh well..." he turned to the newcomer " Come with me to."

Aya looked uncertainly at him. "Come with you?" She looked questioningly at the other man. "Well, I suppose you have to be safer than being caught by the demons."

Typhon nodded " Indeed, I got a place where you can stay, were all a little edgy since the invasion." He leaned against his ride, waiting for an answer.

She looked at the other man. "Well, okay. I guess."

Typhon smiled and opend his backdoor and front side door " Sure, hop in, lets hit the road, who knows where the demons are hiding, they can be tricky you know."

She nervously hopped into the car. She still wasn't sure about this guy, so she turned to him and turned on her charming power. "Good sir, please, please don't give me to the demons. I don't want to serve in the army. I really hope you'll be true to your word and let me stay with you." Usually with her charmings, the men she used it on heard more than she promised, which might have been a bit dangerous, but they were also always hesitant to hurt her.

Typhon locked the door's in the car and began to drive, he stared straight ahead, leaving the other man in the dust. He heard her sweet words, and knew she had the same abilities as he did, he continue to drive, trying to fight off her words " I know your trying to use your powers upon me...." he said blankly looking forward, he would reveal himself to her soon enough.

Undaunted, she put even more force behind the words, so that any normal man that heard it would quite literally be her slave for life. "You know its the right thing to do. It wouldn't be right to take me to the demons. You know what they'll do to me. You wouldn't condemn me to that sort of thing, would you? You don't know what happens to half-breed women in the camps." With the amount of power she was putting behind the words, an old man past his nineties would be willing to charge into the demons alone to protect her.

OOC: Who voted on the thread by the way?

Typhon turned the car around and headed in the opposite direction from the demons, her words were quite strong upon him, he smiled to her, he decided to pretend to be under her spell so she would stop it " I would never, Ill protect you, have no fear" he said as he pressed down slightly harder on the peddle.

Aya smiled widely to make herself seem more attractive, just in case. "Thank you! Thank you thank you! I know I'll find some way to repay you."

Typhon pulled over in a dark alley and turned to her, eyeing her body " Your quite attractive, there is one way you could repay me" He winked and smiled his shades glistend in the little amount of light left in the car.

Needless to say, Raphael's proclamation had stirred up a hornet's nest of activity. His Ocula pulsed, as it often did when it sensed things, and he turned his gaze to a girl below as she got into a human vehicle with another...both weren't what they seemed. Dropping several flights, Raphael was blocked by several demons. He burst through them like floodwaters through a dam and continued on, deciding to let himself freefall to the ground below. His impact on the ground caused a concussion that rippled down the street, knocking down the demons closest to him. One imp-a devilish brute with a loping gait survived, and Raphael easily dispatched him, shattering his visage back to the Deep.

The rest who tried to attack were met by a storm of feathers as Raphael left the 'arena.' He appeared on a church spire as he tracked the vehicle.

These two could be useful

Don't forget the main objective

I won't, brother

She blushed deeply, and said falteringly. "Uhm.... Maybe we could do that later? You know, like maybe after I check out that hideout of yours?"

Typhon put the car in reverse and began driving to a motel " I lied, but ill have a place soon enough, so what's your name?" he said racing down the Vegas strip.

Aya, visually relieved, replied without thinking. "Aya Asikera." She didn't give the thought that maybe telling her real name was a bad idea. Just then, the concussion hit the car. "What was that!!" She shrieked.

Typhon hit the brakes and the car skidded " I dont fucking know." what a blast he thought " he quickly stepped back onto the peddale the car was thundering towards the hotel.

Aya simply sat huddling in the seat, hoping that the car would go faster.

They hit the highway, he pressed the peddle harder, seventy five mph, he smiled and turned to her " You okay?"

She sighed and nodded. "Yeah. But what the hell was that? And where are we going?"

They pulled off at a exit and drove into the parking lot of a motel six. he turned the car off, there was silence inside as he turned and stared at her.

Aya didn't speak for several minutes, just sat there staring nervously at what she was beginning to subcounciously think of as her captor. Finally, she couldn't handle the silence and broke it. "So, uhm, what do we do now?"

It was dark outside now and he said " Stay here, ill be right back" he got out of the car and walked to the hotel register, he noticed a demon behind the counter, he was still in human form as he walked up " I need room twelve, how much?"

Aya sat watching the man through the window anxiously. She hoped she hadn't gotten herself into anything bad this time.

Typhon walked out of the registry, blood on his hand, he walked back to the car and opend her door " Cmon, I got a room" he said as he walked towards the room.

This is interesting

Will you do something

[Only if it can't be helped. Let's see how this plays out[/I]

Raphael hid himself and kept an eye on the driver of the vehicle. He waited to see what would happen.

Aya gulped at the sight of the blood. "Well, okay, I guess.... You, you didn't kill him did you?" Without waiting for an answer, she ran inside the motel.

Typhon nodded silently as he followed her in, he locked the door and closed the blinds, there was one bed, a t.v, and a small table. Typhon said " Im going to take a shower." he took off his jacket and shades, exposing ice blue eyes and a sharp face. His arms were rather large with muscles as he wiped sweat off his forehead and went into the bathroom, the sound of running water could be heard.

Aya gulped, and glanced at the bed. She shuddered from some inner images. Sighing, she sat on the very edge of the bed and turned on the tv, to see if there was anything interesting on to take her mind off of the present prediciment.

Typhon finished and walked out of the bathroom, his hair was parted like a school boy would have done. He wore his original black tank top and gold shorts. His age was 16, well at least his human form. He looked at her being discomfortable " I will sleep on the floor..." he sat at the table and peaked through the drapes.

Aya sighed in thanks, shut off the television, and promptly fell asleep.

OOC: Hmm... Still trying to figure out how to get Aozora in here.

Through the Ocula, Raphael could see all the activity of the room. He wondered what these two were doing. Didn't they know what trouble they were in? Leaping down to the street, he decided to introduce himself.

What are you doing

Don't worry. I know what I'm doing

OCC: Describe him for me ^^

The room was dark except for the little light that came from through the window that Typhon was peaking through, it was almsot dead silent, except for his breathing and the fan above that tried to cool the room down, but seemed to fail miserably. He spotted someone, his eyes darted towards the person.

OOC: Looks almost exactly like a normal demon, except a couple feet shorter. So light red hair, blood red eyes, pale skin, all that, with a slightly Japanese look to him.

OOC: Looks almost exactly like a normal demon, except a couple feet shorter. So light red hair, blood red eyes, pale skin, all that, with a slightly Japanese look to him.

OCC: well it seems you might wake up soon, we got an angel on the way, could be trouble, and he sounds pretty cool, what is his agenda?

OOC: Agenda? None really. When it comes to sides, hes right in the middle. Hes willing to do either good or bad things, depending on which seems the most exciting for him at the moment. Hes the one I have major plans for.

Raphael appeared at the door. Now, how was one to announce himself? He'd been away too long...he barely remembered the last time he had visited Earth. Well, it would completely frighten them to just appear inside. There should be some way to announce his presence.

"I entreat entrance," he said finally, knowing his voice came through clearly. "I come in the name of Our Lord."

Typhons eyes widend, an angel for sure, he got up and slowly opened the door to the room, only his eye showing, which was still in human form " Hello, who might you be?"

Aya hopped off the bed and looked over his shoulder. 'Hmm... Who is this guy?' She thought. And why is he talking lke that.

Aya hopped off the bed and looked over his shoulder. 'Hmm... Who is this guy?' She thought. And why is he talking lke that.

Typhon turned and slightly hissed " Get back to bed" he turned back to the angel.

"Sorry, I haven't been on the human realm in a long time," he said, as if answering Aya's thought. "I am Raphael; one of the seven who stand before the Throne of God. I have been truthful with you...but you sure aren't. Who or what are you?"

Aya yelped and scooted back several feet, and sat on the bed. 'Well this is just great. Now I know I'm in trouble. Hissing and ordering me around like that. This'll turn out bad, I just know it.'

Typhon's eye turned into something similar to a snakes, that side of the face turned into a horrible looking sea monster with rows of fanged teeth, the other side remained normal " I am...Typhon" he whispered with a deep tone and the voices of thousands.

Raphael lifted his arm, pulling back the sleeve of his shirt to reveal the Ocula.

"Typhon, is it?" He turned his attention to the girl. "And you...you're not quite normal either, are you?"

Aya shook her head. "Nope. Angel on my fathers side, demon on my mothers. I got charming from my pappy, and the Abyss ability from mom."

He refused to look back at Aya, for fear of showing his face, he kept looking at the angel " Hold your tounge fool, less I tear it out and give it to the old man up stairs." he leaned out of the door more " I know what you are, and I already killed one your kind in California, vaporized his head."

OOC: Damn, a guy can't take pictures at the High School Prom without missing TWO PAGES of action anymore! At least that's what it is with my settings. I also plan on getting another character in here, another half breed. But I need to catch up first.

IC: "No offense taken." Joshua said, picking up a wandering cat. "Even Mittens doesn't care. If you really want to head back, I've no problems with it but I think we should look on our own first. I have a contact still in Vegas and she should be able to dodge the draft. As for now, let's think. We know there's multiple theories, and that the Garden is most likely in the Middle East, Africa, Europe, or Asia Minor."

Aozora tapped his foot for a second, which seemed to be a habit of his. "Well, I've always wanted to see what the views like in Egypt. How about you? Or maybe where the Sumerian Empire was, theres a thought... What do you think?"

Well then Shai, since your apparently so knowledgeable about these demons, why don't you take command?" Gold said to her as he pulled a vial of green liquid out of a hidden compartment in his armor, "I suggest you drink this if you have such a problem with holy energies." He held the vial out to her.

"Oh it's not holy energies, I just don't liek taking orders and you look like you'll do alright on your own"

And in a blink she was gone.

"The dark shall not avail you, Typhon." Raphael said curtly. "As for destroying one of my kindred, that I cannot forgive. Do you plan on assisting the Fallen? If so, you seem to have an odd way of showing it." He turned to Aya, "Your parents committed a great taboo," Raphael continued. "Luckily the sins of parents are not visited upon the children."

Joshua sat down on a bale of hay and continued to pet the aging cat. "Well to start off, Egypt isn't all it's cracked up to be. Ya the pyramids are cool, but you can only see so much sand before you grow weary of it. But this isn't a sightseeing trip, we're trying to FIND something. And our human friend is being unusually quiet, I don't like it." A booming noise was heard from outside the barn they were in as a thunderstorm slowly moved into the area.

Typhon smiled, water was pouring from the sea demon side of his mouth, but he spoke perfectly " I'm here to take uncle lucy's throne, my first rebellion against the red man was crushed unfortunatly."

Typhon smiled, water was pouring from the sea demon side of his mouth, but he spoke perfectly " I'm here to take uncle lucy's throne, my first rebellion against the red man was crushed unfortunatly."

"Ah, so that was you," Raphael said. "I will surely not interfere with your rebellion as I have not been given authority on the matter, but someday I might. We frown upon the loss of universal balance. But her, she has the potential for redemption and entrance into Paradise. Will you permit me to speak with her?"

Typhon's fangs glistned in the moonlight as he replyed to the angel " Yes...do not speak my name to her and your head will stay on its shoulders" he said as his face returned to normal when he opend the door fully and let him in.

Aya snorted. "Taboo? So now its a sin to love? Somehow theres something wrong with that picture."

Aozora sat cross-legged on the ground musing. "Yes, its not a sight-seeing tour.... Hmm. The more I think about it, the more I like the idea of where Sumeria was. It was supposed to be where the first civilization started. It would only make sense that that is also where the human race started."

OOC: Can't quite recall where Sumeria was, but it'll come to me.

Typhon layed on the ground on the far side of the bed, next to the bathroom, he had a small blanket and quickly was out of it, but his senses made sure he was not defensless.

ooc: sumeria was in iraq, close to present day baghdad. in fact, baghdad is near ancient Uruk(?). southern mesopotamia...babylon etc.

ic:

"Angels are stricly forbidden to indulge in worldly activities," Raphael answered as he nodded to Typhon and walked towards her. "While demons are encouraged to engage in those acts, an angel must not...it is not judgement that I pass on them. Tell me more about them, if you please."

However, he quickly shot an eye out out, staring at the angel from the ground, he would keep an "eye" on him constantly, this angel may be honest, but dangerous, especially to someone like himself.

However, he quickly shot an out out, staring at the angel from the ground, he would keep an "eye" on him constantly, this angel may be honest, but dangerous, especially to someone like himself.

ooc: shot a what in the who?

ooc: shot a what in the who?

OCC: sorry, i meant "he shout an eye out" like he opend an eye towards you.

OOC: Ya, that also supports the idea that the Garden was in Iraq, something I brought up a couple times.

IC: "Well if you want to go to Sumeria I suggest that you brush up on your Iraqi culture. Next up is when do we leave?" Mittens jumped down as Joshua finished his question.

OOC: Damn. I was trying to get away from the whole Iraq idea. Maybe Brazil....

IC: Aya laughed. "You really want to know? Well, I don't know much about dad, apparently he felt the same way you do, because he rarely saw me because he was ashamed in what he did. I always found him rather offensive personally. I think he was a bloke by the name of Leara, ever heard of him?"

Without waiting for an answer, she continued. "My mom is the one I grew up with till I was about 13, in the very upper levels of Hell." She glanced at him with an odd look in her eye. "You know, the upper levels really aren't that bad. Sure, it needs air-conditioning, but most of the people there are atheists whom rejected the bible.

Many of them are really good people. Such was the case of my mother. Although it really doesn't make sense that she had Abyss while being a lesser demon, does it? Well, anyways, her name was Saya Asikera. She was the most loving demon I've ever met, and while that really isn't saying much, I'm sure she would be considered so in the human world.

I was quite happy being raised with her, but when I was about thirteen, she decided that I should go to the human world. She didn't like the idea of my living in Hell till time ends. So I passed from foster home to foster home in Japan for a while, then I heard about Vegas, so I decided to come and see if I could find anyone I recognised, and now here we are."

OOC: Ya, that also supports the idea that the Garden was in Iraq, something I brought up a couple times.

IC: "Well if you want to go to Sumeria I suggest that you brush up on your Iraqi culture. Next up is when do we leave?" Mittens jumped down as Joshua finished his question.

Aozora shrugged. "Well, we would have to hit Iraq a couple times. I'm ready anytime you are. Food won't be a problem, I've got plenty of money, though I'm not sure if Yen is good in Iraq.... Grandpa God and Uncle Lucy both know how hard it is to buy anything here with it."

OOC: Well I have two things against that. 1) You brought up Sumeria (ironic, no?) and 2) that would require people traveling from South America to the middle east, which was unheard of until relatively recent times. I say relatively cause 500 years is a lot shorter than 6000 - 1000 years.

IC: Joshua stood up. "Well then we may as well leave now. The sooner we find it the sooner we accomplish whatever goals we have."

ooc: can i make up info. on Leara?

ic:

"All fathers care for their daughters," Raphael said as he crouched to her eye level. "That said, your mother must have been one of the least corrupted-for most Renegades I have encountered do not act that way...you seem to have a good heart and it was a good thing you were sent to the human world. The Deep is no place for someone like you. Even the Cleansing Mountain, I think, would be too harsh a sentence," he said with a self-effacing smile.

OOC: It was just a thought.... Besides, think of how scenic Brazil is. Besides, I've already have it planned where the Garden is. And if it all works out, finding it is only half the fun.

Typhon smiled, Aya was a half-breed, mother demon, father angel, this was to good. He slid onto the bed till he was behind he, his mouth next to her ear, he was deadly quiet and waited for his time to chime in.

ooc: can i make up info. on Leara?

ic:

"All fathers care for their daughters," Raphael said as he crouched to her eye level. "That said, your mother must have been one of the least corrupted-for most Renegades I have encountered do not act that way...you seem to have a good heart and it was a good thing you were sent to the human world. The Deep is no place for someone like you. Even the Cleansing Mountain, I think, would be too harsh a sentence," he said with a self-effacing smile.

OOC: Go ahead.

IC: Aya laughed. "That coming from an angel. Mama must have been a very good little demon. So what am I then? A very good little demon, or a very bad little angel? THats always confused me a bit. And Leara? If he cared, couldn't I have just gotten one hug?"

Aozora grinned. "Goals? You need to loosen up buddy. The only goal I have is to annoy all the greater powers involved. Wouldn't it be great if two mutts like me and you found what everyones looking for? Well, so how we getting there? You have plane tickets or anything?"

Ooc: Oh I'm quite fond of Brazil, but I was going with the logic of it. I'm doing a lot of editing.

Typhon spoke softely into her ear " So your a half-breed, interesting, I came at the beginning of time, when the world was created. I was somewhere inbetween, I was small and insignificant, but I played my part, I create the sun and oceans, I used to be powerful...so very powerful, you don't know my true self Aya."

OOC : I've always found logic so tedious.... Already replied to the IC.

IC:Aya listened to Typhon quietly, then whispered back. "Well great, good for you, but what does that have to do with me?"

OOC : I've always found logic so tedious.... Already replied to the IC.

IC:Aya listened to Typhon quietly, then whispered back. "Well great, good for you, but what does that have to do with me?"

Typhon intensified " Aya, from the broth of my creation man came as did most living things. It was I who helped create humanity and thus bring about the mortal plane. You have caught my eye Aya...something about you fancy's me." his breath was very warm, a small glow could be seen in the back of his throat.

Aya seemed about to reply, but quieted. After thinking for a moment, she finally answered. "So, what, are you saying I could be a Goddess?"

"Incidently, I do know a bit of your father. He was a lower choir, so I do not know too much, one of his Brothers would know him more intimately than I, but from what I remember, he was quite the mention among his ranks. As a credit to him, all mention or knowledge of you was disguised from us. A very powerful thing to do considering his stature..."

"If you want to say something," Raphael turned to Typhon, "Go ahead and say it."

She snorted yet again. "See? He even his his shame from his brothers. If he'd really cared, would he have done that?"

IC: "Plane tickets!?" Joshua laughed. "Are you forgetting how we got here? Name a spot and I can get you there. And what of our funny little friend here, I feel like dropping him off at the airport so we can head off."

ooc: u guys reply too fast

ic:

"There is only one God," Raphael replied. "And no one can usurp the Throne. Hasn't your uncle's damnation taught you that?" he asked Typhon.

Aozora laughed. "Sorry, I got so caught up in thinking, I nearly forgot to be properly impressed." With that he gasped, and started making sounds of admiration. When he was done with that, he said, "So, how about Bagdhad eh?"

ooc: u guys reply too fast



OOC: Sorry?

Typhon hissed at Rapheal as he rested his arms on Aya's shoulders, one hand was the hideius sea monster form, the other was glowing slightly, keeping from burning, smoked poured from the right side of his face, while his gills breathed for non-existant water on the left. " I will not give up my rebellion because of your words angel, be thankful I have shown some mercy in not confronting you."

ooc: as I was typing, two or more replies popped up

ic:

"He didn't hide at all," Raphael continued. "I don't know if I should be telling you this, but...your father, if he is the Leara I remember, died several years ago. I don't know human time, but it may have been shortly after he left you with your mother. But he is here," Raphael said, pointing to her heart. The area of her chest began to glow a bit.

Joshua rolled his eyes and grabbed the two other men's arms again. This time the half demons caught a glimpse of the plane the Italian man arrived in before continuing without him to Iraq. "How's that for you? Also, the noises were a bit much if you ask me."

OOC: I concur, Sorry?

Typhon hissed at Rapheal as he rested his arms on Aya's shoulders, one hand was the hideius sea monster form, the other was glowing slightly, keeping from burning, smoked poured from the right side of his face, while his gills breathed for non-existant water on the left. " I will not give up my rebellion because of your words angel, be thankful I have shown some mercy in not confronting you."

"I already said I don't care about your rebellion. But it is my mission on earth to stop the current hordes roaming the earth. And I am thankful only to the Lord's divine mercy."

OOC: I'll try and type slower.

IC: Aya was subdued by that statement, and remained quite while Typhon leaned over her to confront the angel.

Aozora just grinned. "You get used to it." He gave a good look around the bustling street. "By the way, I just thought of something. Can you speak the language here? I sure as hell can't"

"I already said I don't care about your rebellion. But it is my mission on earth to stop the current hordes roaming the earth. And I am thankful only to the Lor'ds divine mercy."

" Tell your "lord" that after I destroy the dark lord I will send him a letter saying how I was able to do the very thing he could never do" he chuckled, coughing up water and flame, his tounge flickerd.

She stared out across the burning city, well, more slightly singed now, watching the milling demon and human hordes make their way towards the Luxor. She smiled, watching the children of Adam follow along with the rest of the Fallen, taking comfort in their weakness. Indeed, pride welled up for her own children, thousands amongst the ranks, but that was not why she was here. No, she was not here to give her children a pat on the back in their time of triumph. She was looking for a garden, one she had left long ago.

Lilith stepped off the large monolith to sin named the Mirage, and landed in a room not to far away. She could only hope her appearance would be a surprise to the commander of this invasion; she would hate to leave him thinking she was reliable. At least, not to His orders. . .

"And how do you know your heart's intent doesn't come from His machinations?" Raphael mused. He stood up, a lone feather fluttering to the floor. As it touched the ground, shimmering pinpoints of light sparked from it, illuminating the room.

OOC: I get left behind too, I just deal with it.

IC: Joshua thought for a minute. "You know, with all thinking, I didn't think of that. There's a tricky bit of spellwork that grants the gift of tongues, I know that much, but I don't know how to preform that. Most people probably speak english simply because it's such a good idea to learn it that we should be alright though. On top of that, we could simply attempt it. Natural demonic powers may grant the gift of Tongues."

La'zerra (The demon commander) jumped in surprise, then calmed down when he saw whom it was. "Ah, Lilith. How are you. Nice time to show up, when the invasions ALREADY STARTED!!" The last was roared at her. "Where have you BEEN?!"

Typhon hissed behind Aya, gripping her tighter, her left shoulder was cooled by water that stayed where it touched her, and the other, warmed by his heat. " Take your word somewhere else angel, what do you want with the girl."

ooc: i was just pointing it out in case my posts seemed odd. idk, really

OOC: I get left behind too, I just deal with it.

IC: Joshua thought for a minute. "You know, with all thinking, I didn't think of that. There's a tricky bit of spellwork that grants the gift of tongues, I know that much, but I don't know how to preform that. Most people probably speak english simply because it's such a good idea to learn it that we should be alright though. On top of that, we could simply attempt it. Natural demonic powers may grant the gift of Tongues."

Aozora shrugged. "Far as I know, I can only control darkness. Well, theres one way to find out." Reaching out, he grabbed a passerby, and tried speaking to him. The man was obviously afraid of this man who looked like a demon and spoke a strange language. Aozora shrugged, "Here, you try."

Aya looked down at her shoulder. It was really starting to get hot, and he was gripping her tighter than was really comfortable. "Uh, Typhon? Mind letting go?"

Typhon hissed behind Aya, gripping her tighter, her left shoulder was cooled by water that stayed where it touched her, and the other, warmed by his heat. " Take your word somewhere else angel, what do you want with the girl."

"Yes, let her go," Raphael straightened. "I have no quarrel with you, but that could too soon change. As for intent? Your sould may be damned, but hers can be saved. As a messanger of God, it is my duty to offer that salvation to her...and it is her choice to make."

Aozora shrugged. "Far as I know, I can only control darkness. Well, theres one way to find out." Reaching out, he grabbed a passerby, and tried speaking to him. The man was obviously afraid of this man who looked like a demon and spoke a strange language. Aozora shrugged, "Here, you try."

Aya looked down at her shoulder. It was really starting to get hot, and he was gripping her tighter than was really comfortable. "Uh, Typhon? Mind letting go?"

He loosend his grip upon her and this time his arms went around her stomach, pulling her close to his chest, waiting for the angel. " I want her, shes mine!"

He loosend his grip upon her and this time his arms went around her stomach, pulling her close to his chest, waiting for the angel. " I want her, shes mine!"

"That is her choice to make and hers alone. Don't make me be...unpleasant."

Joshua focused on letting the power just flow naturally and spoke as if he knew the language by heart. To his surprise, he was perfectly capable of talking to the man. "We're new in town and we're trying to find a cheap place to stay. Any suggestions? And I don't want crap either, just decent prices." The man replied and gave him quick directions to a hotel about a quarter mile from here. "Well that's that." Joshua said.

Typhon laughed, smoke and water shooting out of his face " Unpleasant...you don't know the meaning, fine, let her decide..."

Typhon laughed, smoke and water shooting out of his face " Unpleasant...you don't know the meaning, fine, let her decide..."

"Don't know the meaning...? You don't know how hard it was to wield violence against my brothers."

"Don't know the meaning...? You don't know how hard it was to wield violence against my brothers."

" Cut your speech short fool, let us glare upon her." his attention towards Aya.

Aya pulled away from both of them, and stood looking between the two. "Alright, both of you, try to convince me."

Typhon smiled " Aya...I can make you powerful, A queen, rich you will be a godess, what this angel offers may be fine and dandy, what will redemption really offer you, besides a good state of mind."

Joshua focused on letting the power just flow naturally and spoke as if he knew the language by heart. To his surprise, he was perfectly capable of talking to the man. "We're new in town and we're trying to find a cheap place to stay. Any suggestions? And I don't want crap either, just decent prices." The man replied and gave him quick directions to a hotel about a quarter mile from here. "Well that's that." Joshua said.

Aozora grinned. "Well, isn't that useful. Well, isn't that useful? Well, lets hit the hotel, and you can see if yen is of any use here."

"He is right, I cannot offer you earthly gains. But redemption has its own value. Of course, at the present moment your soul would remain in the Upper Realms. The offer of redemption is not something to take lightly. Even your mother must yearn for the return to Paradise...and worldly possessions do not last forever. If you help him, surely your life will be one of constant conflict and darkness. You don't have to go with me, but you don't have to go with him, either. Like I said, it is your choice. And there are many Lesser Ways to the Greater Way."

Joshua laughed. "We can teleport anywhere in the world and you're worried about where's we're spending the night. Did you pause to think we might spend the night say, at my house for free? I asked him just to calm him down. He looked like he was about to pass out."

OOC: Ugh, no more for me tonight. I'll catch up after a lot of sleep.

Aya looked between the two, searching her feelings. Finally, she asked thema question, "I will ask you both a question, and I want you to answer truthfully. I want to knwo what you think of my partents love."

Joshua laughed. "We can teleport anywhere in the world and you're worried about where's we're spending the night. Did you pause to think we might spend the night say, at my house for free? I asked him just to calm him down. He looked like he was about to pass out."

He laughed. "Ah, but whats the point of that? We're here, might as well stay for a while. Would be impolite to just pick up and leave, don't you think? That, and we need to see the nightlife here. Vegas is great and all, but there are entirely too many lights there. You seem like you stop with all the logic for a while, and do something for no other reason than for the sake of doing it."

Aya looked between the two, searching her feelings. Finally, she asked thema question, "I will ask you both a question, and I want you to answer truthfully. I want to knwo what you think of my partents love."

Typhon reared his head " I believe your parents truely loved you but were afraid because you were half demon and half angel, such a thing would be devastating if discoverd, you see they didnt raise you to the fullest because of the fear of destruction, they were doing what was best for you, no matter how hard it was on them."

Aya looked between the two, searching her feelings. Finally, she asked thema question, "I will ask you both a question, and I want you to answer truthfully. I want to knwo what you think of my partents love."

"I envy your father," Raphael said. "I am not the warrior my brother Michael is, but I am just as devout. But to have a feeling so powerful as human love that he would risk Perdition...he was braver than us both. To know what love feels like...to have a bond between your soul and another's, as much as I cannot, I would like to experience that. As for your mother, to win the heart of an angel-she must be a great treasure, a diamond in the rough within the Lower World. As the product of your love, Aya, you must be proud of your lineage. There are many in your predicament that turn to Darkness only because they feel they won't be accepted, but that is not true. We celebrate every soul to be redeemed. If you do not come with me, remember that a child should do her best to manifest the good of their parents within themselves and not the bad."

ooc: i concur w/ sy. i have work tomorrow T_T

OOC: I think I'll get off too. My answer tomorrow.

OOC: I think I'll get off too. My answer tomorrow.

same here OCC

La'zerra (The demon commander) jumped in surprise, then calmed down when he saw whom it was. "Ah, Lilith. How are you. Nice time to show up, when the invasions ALREADY STARTED!!" The last was roared at her. "Where have you BEEN?!"

Lilith laughed shrilly. She sauntered over towards La'zerra, shaking her head.
"I only heard about this little crusade not to long ago. As usual, too busy to stay in the loop. . ." she stopped just a bit to his right, looking up to his face with a sneer on her face. "Besides, since when have I -ever- taken orders?"

OOC: Whew, and here I was worried that I would be the only one needing to got to sleep, and then work, probably not be back until tomorrow night.

OOC: I had to leave suddenly last night. I think I will pretend that I was with Aya the whole time and was mute until now. I'm not sure.

OOC: There's absolutely no way to insert my charcter now. :(

Darius walked briskly through the airport terminal, making his way out front. What he saw was utter, well, it was Hell on Earth. Cars were overturned, blood flowed freely in the streets, and everything was cast in a hazy pall as fires burned out of control, emergency crews either impressed into service or slaughtered. He crossed himself and uttered a Hail Mary for those who had fallen and the repentence of those who now served evil, willingly or otherwise.

He noted the 'glass pyramid' in the direction of the Strip, its massive outer structure no longer reflecting sunlight now blocked by acrid smoke. He immediately walked over to one of the few cars that appeared intact, noting with distaste the driver's side was covered in dried blood. He slid into the seat and happily noted the keys still in the ignition. He turned the car on, somewhat startled by the roar of the big sedan's engine.

"Only in America would you need an engine this powerful," he noted to himself, mostly to forget that he was sitting on what was left of a person.

Putting the vehicle in gear, he roared toward downtown Las Vegas. It was time to clean house, but he wasn't thinking about the casinos.

OOC: Jeez, I go to bed and wake up to find two ppl have completely dominated the story.

IC:
Gold wasn't suprised by Shai's disapearance, if someone wasn't willing to go up against these demons than so be it. He continued his way to the city, he was almost there. The corruption in the air was almost too much at first but he quickly got used to it, he slid the vial back into his suit.

OOC: There's absolutely no way to insert my charcter now. :(

OOC: I'm not sure about that, MP. Your character can pop out of nowhere, just like what I did earlier-and will do now.

IC:

Kenavt had been deep in thought during the car ride, and forgot to get out. Once he did, he walked upstairs, seeing Typhoon and Aya through the window. He walked in and also noticed the angel (OOC: sorry, forgot the name). He sat down and wondered to himself, what the heck is going on?.

OOC: Hehe, my apologies to everyone for taking over the story..... But, at least we really didn't do anything too important.

And Mass Prediction, don't worry, theres always a way to introduce someone in an RP.

"Girl, are these guys being stupid and bothering you?"

Gold had entered the city, it was easy enough since there weren't too many patrols he had to dodge. He saw the horrors that had come with hell's entry to earth, "Just great, humans being conscripted into the demonic army," he muttered to himself watching human/demon patrols walking around the city. He decide to stay in the shadows, his runes weren't glowing as brightly so he was able to go by patrols unnoticed, he hoped that until he could make contact with his friend inside the city, that he wouldn't have to announce his arrival.

OOC: Do we get things thrown at us or are we supposed to make up our own encounters?

Typhon eagerly awaited her answer, what was taking her, well I guess this decision was important.

OCC: You dont have to join me or him ^^

OOC: Wait, Runes? On his body? And I suppose I'll throw some stuff at him. Probably a relatively powerful demon, since he seems fully capable of taking care of himself.

IC: A demon lietuenant, who had been watching the human recruits to make sure they did their job, was walking down the street when he noticed a slight movement, and when he turned to look at it, he could just barely make out a faintly glowing man. He grinned. The man was good, he had to give him that. A lesser demon would have completely missed him. Readying his power of darkness, he leaped at the man, hoping to bring him to the ground.

Aya turned to the other man, the one who'd been silent this entire time. "I need advice. What do you think? Should I go with Typhon or Raphael?"

Gold saw the demon coming at him, "Damn it all..." he muttered to himself. Gold bolted into a full sprint away from the demon charging at him, he was a fast runner, even with the armor on, he didn't want to fight right there, that might attact attention. He saw a large building up ahead at ran towards its door, at full speed he easily smashed through the doors, it was a hotel lobby but he didn't pay attention to what or whoever was inside. He dug his foot into the ground and spun around facing the demon chasing him, he drew his axe off his back with his right hand and lifted his left. A white flame began to form in his open palm. "Come to me demon! Meet your redemption head-on! Yes, YES, come now, face ME!" The runes on his armor began to glow once more but its was still a dim glow.

The demon howled at one who was so abviously a holy man. "Your God cannot save you here, human." He drew a great sword from his back, and held it as though it was as light as a rapier. Re made a mad rush, and swung the blade with all his might.

The lobby was perfect, small but just enough room for dodging. Gold side stepped the sword and swung at the demon's leg, taking it off completely. He then jumped again to get behind the demon, the white flame in his hand growing bigger and his runes glowing a little brighter. "Tell me you can summon more might than this," he called to the demon, "My god will not be needed if this is all you can muster."

Lilith laughed shrilly. She sauntered over towards La'zerra, shaking her head.
"I only heard about this little crusade not to long ago. As usual, too busy to stay in the loop. . ." she stopped just a bit to his right, looking up to his face with a sneer on her face. "Besides, since when have I -ever- taken orders?"

OOC: Whew, and here I was worried that I would be the only one needing to got to sleep, and then work, probably not be back until tomorrow night.

La'Zerra growled. "Maybe you aught to start. The entire reason you've been in so much trouble is because you don't know how to follow orders." He began to pace the room. "So, if you're so admant about not taking orders, why are you even here? Just feel like watching it play out?"

The lobby was perfect, small but just enough room for dodging. Gold side stepped the sword and swung at the demon's leg, taking it off completely. He then jumped again to get behind the demon, the white flame in his hand growing bigger and his runes glowing a little brighter. "Tell me you can summon more might than this," he called to the demon, "My god will not be needed if this is all you can muster."

The demon laughed. "Such confidence. But remember one thing, human, it is not the dark you should fear, but whats in it." With that the entire room went pitch black, so not even the cleric could see with his runes. The demons voice began coming from all directions. "Come, wretched human, show me what you can do." With that, with amazing speed, especielly for one now without a leg, he appeared behind him and struck, prepared to instantly be out of the way should the cleric strike back.

He laughed. "Ah, but whats the point of that? We're here, might as well stay for a while. Would be impolite to just pick up and leave, don't you think? That, and we need to see the nightlife here. Vegas is great and all, but there are entirely too many lights there. You seem like you stop with all the logic for a while, and do something for no other reason than for the sake of doing it."

IC:Another eye roll and a sigh preceded Joshua's next comment. "Fine, we'll do things your way. Follow me then." He set off at a fairly leisurely pace toward the hotel

OOC: There's absolutely no way to insert my charcter now. :(

OoC: I don't know what Mereshka's character would think of an Angel tagging along, but Joshua's fairly neutral despite his background. Have him wandering the streets of Baghdad or something and bump into us.

Gold was thrown forward by the strike, his armor was fine for the time being thanks to the runes. They acted like a shield but that wasn't going to help for long. The golden ring that floated behind his back began to lift up until it was above his head. It began to split apart into multiple rings, each one was razor sharp and not to be reckoned with. The cleric pointed his palm behind him and unleashed a flamethrower of holy energy. He dropped his axe and using the free hand, snapped his fingers. The multiple ring flew out in all directions spinning around in the darkness, the only way of tracking their location was the golden light they would sometimes give off and the sound they made as they sliced through the air. Gold could hear the sound of the circular blade striking armor and flesh, "I suggest you stop being a coward and come and fight me lest you wish to perish in the very darkness you cling to for life."

The demon laughed. "Me, perish in the darkness. Your toys are no more than splinters to me here." The sound of a claw digging into flesh was heard, and suddenly a part of the ring flew towards the cleric, and from his left came the demon, making a low sweep at the mans chest.

IC:Another eye roll and a sigh preceded Joshua's next comment. "Fine, we'll do things your way. Follow me then." He set off at a fairly leisurely pace toward the hotel



OoC: I don't know what Mereshka's character would think of an Angel tagging along, but Joshua's fairly neutral despite his background. Have him wandering the streets of Baghdad or something and bump into us.

Aozora grinned. "Alright, lets do it!"

OOC: Aozora would be fine with it.

OOC: I'm not sure about that, MP. Your character can pop out of nowhere, just like what I did earlier-and will do now.

OOC: No, what I meant was, there are so many Angelic characters already made, my char would be pointless.

OOC: What? You haven't been RP'ing long have you? Unless mentioned at the beginning, there can never be too many. That, and half the angel characters post once a day anyways.

"Bad move," Gold said as the demon charge at him. He took the piece of the ring flying at him, and in one fluid motion grabbed it and threw it at his assailant taking another leg. He let the demon strike him and he was thrown off balance for a moment. He then took his axe and swung it upwards to take off one of the demon's arms before bringing it back down into the demon's side. He then use his hand and grabbed the demon's head, the runes on his palm began burning away at the demon's armor and flesh. "WHAT NOW?!! IS THAT ALL YOU COULD DO?! REALLY?! IS THAT IT?! WORTHLESS!!!" Gold screemed at the pitiful sight, the flame in his other hand had vanished and he stabbed the demon through the stomach with it. He watched in glee as the blood poured from the demon's body, spilling all over the ground.

OOC: What? You haven't been RP'ing long have you? Unless mentioned at the beginning, there can never be too many. That, and half the angel characters post once a day anyways.

No, I've been RP'ing for a while actually, but on another site. If you can think of any way for my character Theodoric to be inserted, it would really be appreciated.

The sounds of the fierce fight had brought many witnesses, mostly recruited humans who wanted nothing to do with this man, although some cheered, but the demons among them cut the cheerers down. Afterwards, they gave the order to charge at the man.

No, I've been RP'ing for a while actually, but on another site. If you can think of any way for my character Theodoric to be inserted, it would really be appreciated.

OOC: Go with Sylvonias idea. Seemed pretty good to me. I'll be right back by the way, I'm going to take a shower then probably eat.

Typhon sensed a distrubed, a battle between light and dark, he went outside and heard the vile conflict that was seen in ages past. He quickly started to jog.

Aozora grinned. "Alright, lets do it!"

OOC: Aozora would be fine with it.

No, I've been RP'ing for a while actually, but on another site. If you can think of any way for my character Theodoric to be inserted, it would really be appreciated.

OOC: MP, wander around Baghdad and "RANDOMLY" bump into us. Wearing western clothes and having strange features might be a tip off it would be wise to see what we're up to. I said it before, this is just more detail. Also, lunch awaits me too.

IC: It only took a few minutes (OOC: Sorry, but we're so out of touch already with what's going on.) to reach the hotel and find a clerk who could get them a room. Joshua filled out the appropriate papers and withdrew a credit card from his wallet to pay before turning to Aozora. "You can pay me back later if you really feel like it."

Gold looked at the other demons approaching him, the darkness had faded and the demon he had been fighting was screeming pain as he held it. The demon then burst into blue flames and the golden ring reformed around Gold's back without so much as a dent. He picked up his axe and faced what were to be his new opponents. "As always, too stupid to be logical. DO you really think you're going to make a difference? Come then."

The sounds of the fierce fight had brought many witnesses, mostly recruited humans who wanted nothing to do with this man, although some cheered, but the demons among them cut the cheerers down. Afterwards, they gave the order to charge at the man.

OOC: The man is my char? I guess I'll assume that.

IC: The Saintly visage that stood amongst the ruins caused the demons to hiss in both fear and hate. The man then turned around to see the hellish host that seethed for his blood. The man said a short prayer and made the sign of the cross before letting out a ear-bursting scream that caused the frontmost demons to combust into flame.

Typhon walked up behind the small crowd of humans and demons, he rested his right arm upon the shoulder of one of the demons and whispered into his ear, his deep voice echoed in its ear " Im back..." the hand became hotter and hotter.

OOC: The man is my char? I guess I'll assume that.

IC: The Saintly visage that stood amongst the ruins caused the demons to hiss in both fear and hate. The man then turned around to see the hellish host that seethed for his blood. The man said a short prayer and made the sign of the cross before letting out a ear-bursting scream that caused the frontmost demons to combust into flame.

OOC: Uhh, that was refering to me. Read my past posts.

IC:
Gold saw Typhon walk up and immediately knew this was not a normal demon. He had no idea what to expect but could feel a rise in temperature.

OOC: Greywatch, sorry about the mixup there. :rolleyes:

BTW, do you now who you are going to use for that special demon, or may I use mine?

OOC: Greywatch, sorry about the mixup there. :rolleyes:

BTW, do you now who you are going to use for that special demon, or may I use mine?

OOC: Yeah I know who the guy is gonna be, but you can be associated with Umbra. Umbra is a contact who gives out info so if you were, say, the guy who helps Umbra whenever he needs it or one of Umbra's sources of info, that'd be fine with me. Just make up something and I'll do my best to play into that.

Typhon eagerly awaited her answer, what was taking her, well I guess this decision was important.

OCC: You dont have to join me or him ^^

OOC: Sorry about taking so long to respond :(

IC:

"I have no idea. You are a capable girl, I'm pretty sure. Now, where is that guy-you called him Typhoon? Where the heck is he? Maybe we should go find him."

Aya nodded. "Yeah. He went off at the sound of a fight. Lets go." With that she charged down into the lobby.

The demon Typhon had roared in rage, and turned around to slash at him with a sword.

"Hey-isn't he over there?" asked Kenavt, looking through the lobby windows.

OOC: I'm just going to assume that Typhoon is there-in truth I have no idea where he s.

Typhon ducked the sword and aimed to slam a flaming fist into his stomach, his whole body changed into his sun demon body(see pic in OCC thread).

"Snap, what the heck did he do to that guy? Typhoon is messed up! C'mon, let's go find out what's with him."

Aya nodded and yelled up the stairs. "Yep, I see him, hes in the middle of- HOLY SHIT!!!!! He just turned into some giant demon god thing!! Get down here!"

The demon howled in pain at being so close, and scrambled away. However, one of the older demons there took one look at him, and howled in rage. "Typhon! Have you come back to rebel against our Father?!" He roared and gave the order for the other demons to charge at Typhon, and to completely ignore the cleric.

Gold watched the demon closely, "Damn, that's not something I feel like fighting right now." The demon was taking all the attention which gave Gold an idea, he place both his hands on the ground and began whispering a chant to himself. Blue runes formed on the floor in a circle around him and then there was a brilliant flash of light followed by the sound of a thunderclap. The ability would stun anything nearby while transporting Gold away from the scene. "Obviously that other demon is powerful, and apparently he has a grunge against these lesser ones. All that light and sound is bound to draw much more attention to him. I think he can handle it though." Gold was in some ruins about a mile away, he once again began wandering through the city, trying to find the source of the calamity.