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Tal did a 180, still holding his hand. An ice demon? That's unfortunate. He looked at his smoldering hand, then to the ice demon, then to his hand again. Well... it could work.... Tal flew towards Mond and grabbed the back of his head with his still smoldering hand. "Ah, that hits the spot."

OOC: I think you missed this post, but whatever Sylvonia....

IC: Mond had quickly attacked the werewolves, but seemed to fail to notice Tal grabbing the back of his head with a smoldering hand. Now, Tal's hand was frozen to Mond's head. Perhaps that wasn't a bright idea after all...

Mond laughed as he threw the now frozen sword aside. "Oh fine then." he moved past Joshua in the blink of an eye and began attacking the werewolves with swift, frozen punches at their weak points.

OOC: Aww, more timewarps! And poo, you should!

Mond laughed as he threw the now frozen sword aside. "Oh fine then." he moved past Joshua in the blink of an eye and began attacking the werewolves with swift, frozen punches at their weak points.

OOC: Aww, more timewarps! And poo, you should!

Blade quickly burst forth going past Mond and takig an arm with him. Blade landed, the arm in his mouth, "Delicious. Wanna bite Umbra?" Umbra nodded, "Don't mind if I do."

With Mond's help, Angron managed to push off the werewolves and Blade both. He stood up, and staggered away. EVen he'd need time to heal most of his body. He'd leave it to Mond for now.

Meanwhile, the werewolves, most of them dripping in blood, leapt at Mond.

Angron howled in pain as the werewolves kept eating him alive, despite Alehkra's constant reminders that demon tastes horrible. "Just get the Unplanned off of me!!" He roared.
Edward grimaced as he took a chunk out of Angron, spitting the meat to the side before he heard his complaint, he then dove straight for his throat and took another chunk out. Shut up.

OOC: Meresk, just so you know, I had the 28 angels under Tal's command attack Satan.

OOC: Sylvonia, check post number 1251.

Blade quickly burst forth going past Mond and takig an arm with him. Blade landed, the arm in his mouth, "Delicious. Wanna bite Umbra?" Umbra nodded, "Don't mind if I do."

Mond grabbed Blade's throat and let his chill run it's natural course. "Not so fond of the cold are you?" his breath came from him in steam from the hot air they were in. He tossed Blade aside and began to whittle away at the incoming wolves.

OOC: I'm aware. Hes busy right now, muttering to himself. Hes pretty much taking as many hits as they can land and ignoring it. Hes going to be in pain as soon as he comes back to his senses though.

IC: Seeing that his wolves were having some problems, he dove under Monds gaurd, and leap, latching on to his throat. Damn, this guys cold... he thought.

Blade coughed for a second, "Ahh... something I need to reinforce." There was a crunching sound as a wall of bone formed under the skin of his neck. "Pyro, fire it up motherfu-" JUst then a firestrorm came down on Mond as Pyro, resident Dragon of Gold's forces, unleashed his breath on the hole.

The 28 angels attacking Satan saw it had little effect, so they turned their attention to the weakened Angron, and under the leadership of Raul, began attacking him.

Alehkra let go and began howling as he lit on fire. GODDAMNIT!!! Warn me next time!! He roared in Blade and Pryo's mind as he rolled around on the ground.

Tal, whose hand was still frozen to the back of Mond's head, began trying to pull away as the wall of fire neared. Wow. Mond must really have a thick head to not notice me.

OOC: I'm assuming that's Alehkra...

IC: Mond pulled up a thick wall of ice while sticking one hand into Alehkra's mouth. A ball of ice began to form and push off the wolf jaws as Mond ran from the fire, escaping not unburned.

The 28 angels attacking Satan saw it had little effect, so they turned their attention to the weakened Angron, and under the leadership of Raul, began attacking him.

Angron groaned, but he was healed enough to fight. He barely managed to dodge the strikes as he punched one of the angels in the head with all the strength he could manage.

The angel went reeling into the wall, but there were immediately five more to replace him, along with the rest who were swarming around Angron slicing where they could. "We won't give you the chance to recover." They all made a thrust at whatever part of Angron was exposed.

Celestial jumped from Pyro's back and landed gracefully beside Alehkra, "Hold on. Stop moving!!" She screemed forcing all her healing capabilities into the burning werewolf. The fire stopped and the burned began to heal quickly along with AL's own regeneration. Blade looked over, "Sorry 'bout that..." he said in a superficial way before going after Mond with a roar. Stabbing the demon in the back. "Going somewhere?"

Angron growled in anger. "Thats it, I've had enough this, no more." He muttered to himself. He grabbed one of the angels, pulling him into a hug, and the angel lit on fire. He dropped him, and grabbed another, causing his head to simply explode. "No more..." He kept muttering as he did something along those lines to any of the angels he could get his hands on.

Celestial jumped from Pyro's back and landed gracefully beside Alehkra, "Hold on. Stop moving!!" She screemed forcing all her healing capabilities into the burning werewolf. The fire stopped and the burned began to heal quickly along with AL's own regeneration. Blade looked over, "Sorry 'bout that..." he said in a superficial way before going after Mond with a roar. Stabbing the demon in the back. "Going somewhere?"

Alehkra growled and shook Celestial off of him. Luckily, as his control was now completely shot by the entire ordeal, he never attacked females. And so, he took his anger out on Mond, standing up on his hind legs and bit his head.

Umbra rushed over as fast as he could, this time his slash tore Angron's stomach wide open. "Dammit you bastard!! DIE!! DIE!!" Umbra slashed maddly now, his scythe could be heard crying out from more blood as the eyes all over his body watched intently and the mouths begged to be fed.

The angels kept dropping one by one, but they kept fighting, determined to defeat Angron while he was wounded. There where immediately three angels at each of his limbs, hacking at it with their swords. The rest were landing blows at his torso and head.

Tal, whose hand was still frozen to the back of Mond's head, began trying to pull away as the wall of fire neared. Wow. Mond must really have a thick head to not notice me.

OOC: Or his creator missed that post...

IC: Mond reached a hand back and began to freeze Tal's hand. "Let's see what happens when your hand turns to ice, shall we?"
The Zenas meanwhile began to pool the energy that created them into their arrow tips and aim for Angron. "Fire!" Zena commanded. A flurry of charged arrows flew to their target as the archers vanished. Some pierced further than before, other created small explosions upon impact of whatever they struck.
Mond screamed at being stabbed though he forced the blade out and a patch of ice covered the spot. Water trickled out like blood as the knife that stabbed him began to freeze to it's owner's hand.

OOC: Sorry for the long post, people kept going as I typed...

Lucky for Blade it was his shealthed sword and he immediately puled up with all his force leaving an impressive gash behind.

OOC: Or his creator missed that post...

OOC: I know. :D

IC:Tal's eyes widened. Shoot. Tal pulled his sword with his free hand and immediately began hacking at Mond's hand that was freezing his.

Angron growled, and grabbed each of the three angels, and there was a thud in the air, like thunder without sound, and all three of them dropped, their very souls destroyed. He glared at Umbra as his stomauch healed, albeit more slowly than before with his body trying to heal everything at once. "I'd do the same to you traitor, but I'm not sure you have a soul to destroy."

The angels attacking Angron pulled back to recuperate. There were only 16 of them left now, so instead they began slicing at Angron's legs.

Alehkra growled and shook Celestial off of him. Luckily, as his control was now completely shot by the entire ordeal, he never attacked females. And so, he took his anger out on Mond, standing up on his hind legs and bit his head.

Mond cried out in agony as ice filled the wounds left by the teeth. "Die wolf!" He screamed as he grabbed Alehkra's chest and began to force his cold energies into him. "Angron, a little aid wouldn't go unrewarded at this point!" Mond bellowed as a coating of ice covered the arm freezing Tal.

OOC: I assume you meant Tal's arm, right?

IC: Tal pushed his sword with his free arm in between his hand and Mond's head. He managed to break free, hopefully with all his fingers. His arm frozen, he walked over to Pyro. "Uh, do you do little fires?"

Umbra smiled, "Let's see if you do." He plunged his hand into Angron's chest in search for a heart, "Let's see here..." Just then, an axe came down on Angron's shoulder. And lance came though his chest only a few moments later. A flood of light and divide power went into the demon's body. "I am Gold, you are dead." Gold said without emotion, his helmet on.

Alehkra, despite the growing pain, once more latched onto Mord's throat. Eventually, he began to claw at him as well, more to kill the thing that was causing him pain than any real rational thought. He was now completely controlled by his instincts.

Angron kicked one of the angels in the head, and blinked to Mond. He gave a vicious punch to Alehkra's side, cracking a rib, but the old werewolf stubbornly bit down even harder.

Umbra smiled, "Let's see if you do." He plunged his hand into Angron's chest in search for a heart, "Let's see here..." Just then, an axe came down on Angron's shoulder. And lance came though his chest only a few moments later. A flood of light and divide power went into the demon's body. "I am Gold, you are dead." Gold said without emotion, his helmet on.

OOC: Hmm... That kinda dampers the post I just made... So whos post do we ignore, yours or mine?

The fifteen angels left flew over to Mond and began taking turns diving and slashing at him.

OOC: So, is Angron dead?

OOC: I assume you meant Tal's arm, right?

IC: Tal pushed his sword with his free arm in between his hand and Mond's head. He managed to break free, hopefully with all his fingers. His arm frozen, he walked over to Pyro. "Uh, do you do little fires?"

Blade got up and slashed at Mond's arm to finish the job. Meanwhile, Mirage blinked and grabbed Tal, blinking him away. "Celestial will fix your arm. Pyro, I'm going for the wolf, when I get him, light it up." With a wave of his hand multiple cuts appeared on Mond's body, nothig severe but certainly painful. Umbra continued to slash Angron, he took a wide swing at his legs. He was gonna take them off eventually.

Tal turned to Celestial. "Wow, twice in one day. I must be getting worse at this."

OOC: Hmm... That kinda dampers the post I just made... So whos post do we ignore, yours or mine?

Wait, huh? What's the prob? Gold's light energy shouldn't be enough to kill him. Just stun or hurt.

Wait, huh? What's the prob?

OOC: Well, Gold sayed he killed Angron, but Meresk posted after he noticed that, so... is Angron dead?

Angron howled, and grabbed Umbra's head. "You, are pissing me off." He muttered, again to himself as seemed to be a habit of his. Suddenly, Umbra lit on fire, and although it was probably innefectual, it seemed to satisfy Angron, as he finally died, his body simply quitting after deciding it couldn't handle all the healing.

OOC: Hes dead now, if he wasn't before.

OOC: No no no, dead as in 'you are sooo dead when I'm through with you' that kind of dead.

Umbra was in pain, Gold's divine energy hurt and Angron threw salt on his wounds.

OOC: No, the ice was protecting Mond from Tal's sword.

IC: Mond finally cracked. "Enough old fool!" He took a hand, created a ball of ice to force Alehkra's mouth open and freeze his jaw from attacking any more. He then turned to the angels and began grabbing swords and casting spells to freeze them to their owner's hands. While this was happening, ice began to cover Umbra's arm that was in his chest. Once Angron died, Mond's eyes widened and he began to built layer after layer of ice on himself.

OOC: No, the ice was protecting Mond from Tal's sword.

OOC: Oh, too late, I already said his arm was frozen.

Mirage grabbed Alehkra and yelled, "NOW!!" Pyro, being sure not to hit anyone else, blew a concentrated flame at Mond. The flames licked the ice walls but it didn't appear to be doing enough damage at that moment.

OOC: Syl, Umbra's arm is in Angron chest. And Blade is attack Mond, he stuck the sword in, it began to freeze, he brought it up and is now trying to slice off the rest of Mond's arm.

OOC: Oh, too late, I already said his arm was frozen.

OOC: No big deal, he was trying to do that too. That's why he grabbed his hand in the first place. And Gerywatch, that's what happens when I speed-read. I've been getting so behind that we'll just ignore that little bit. Deal? Also, with layers of ice, I don't think that sword is going anywhere anytime soon, it'll stay lodged in Mond's arm at this rate.

IC: Mond, now encased in ice and presumably operating on basic instincts alone, let a spike of ice shoot from his melting wall toward the source of the flames in an attempt to stop the attack.

OOC: He pulled it out before the layers of ice, he stabbed and brought it up immediately. I can pretend he didn't go back for a second attack and pulled out though.

IC:

Pyro pulled back, the spikes were melting to comfortable sizes by the time they reached him but Mond seemed to be getting serious.

OOC: He pulled it out before the layers of ice, he stabbed and brought it up immediately. I can pretend he didn't go back for a second attack and pulled out though.

IC:

Pyro pulled back, the spikes were melting to comfortable sizes by the time they reached him but Mond seemed to be getting serious.

OOC: Ok, that works seeing as we're so far gone.

IC: Zena and Joshua gathered to the scene. "Any ideas on how to get in there?" Joshua asked tapping the ice which sprouted little spikes to make him stop.

Alehkra, as soon as he was clear, jumped right back at Mond, calling the rest of the wolves with him. They began to claw at the ice, and the bigger ones were ramming it, trying to get through.

The dozen angels left began hacking at the top of the ice by dive-bombing it and slashing before pulling back up.

Pyro returned to human form, "I can concentrate my fire on one section, Mirage can use his invisible blades to cut it, Umbra can hit is with darkness... Blade can perform hit and runs so as not to get his blade frozen..." Mirage cut him off, "Or you go back into dragon form, pick up the ground underneath the sonofabitch and roll his ass into the lava." Pyro smiled, "Sounds good boss." He returned to dragon form. Meanwhile Celestial was healing Tal, mealting the demonic ice, "All done." She said with a smile.

Tal, waiting for Celestial to heal him arm, yelled back to Pyro, "But isn't that Black demonic lava? Who knows how it will affect him?"

"Ice is ice..." Said Mirage. He thought to himself, He's got a point though... may be risky.

Mond, having enough time to let his wounds freeze over, began to crack the ice. "Um, I think this is when we run." Zena said, taking to the sky. The ice shattered and sent pieces everywhere. Zena got hit and nearly fell from the air and Joshua was pinned by a large piece that he quickly evaporated with his magic.
"Lucifer, are you planning on helping or are you going to let them kill me?" Mond demanded. He picked up two of the werewolves and bashed their heads together before creating a spell to freeze the ground.

OOC: Greywatch, I missed it. Congrats on the 1K of posts.

Satan glanced up from his muttering. "Hmm? Oh, yes sorry. Angron, would you...Hmm, it appears my little brother is dead. Well, that not very nice...Ah well, I'm sure I'll find a replacement." He waved his hand absently and all the werewolves found themselves unable to move. "I'll keep the werewolves from you, and I'll even have some fun with my nephew." Sure enough, he appeared suddenly by Joshua. "Hello." He said pleasantly. "Having fun, are we? May I ask where Aozora is?"

"Many thanks boss-man." Mond said going for a pair of angels. He hoped to have them meet the same fate as their werewolf friends.
Joshua spun around in shock, almost slipping on the ice now below him. "I know better than to attack you. And he's babysitting last I heard."

Umbra's hand began to heal itself and he charged at Mond with this scythe, digging the massive cresent into the demon's back. Gold began reciting holy words and his hands began to glow. Pyro unleashed fireballs on Mond, being sure to avoid Umbra, who probably wouldn't take heavy damage anyway. Blade began to hack at the man and Mirage began waving his hand, leaving multiple cuts on Mond's body.

OOC: Thanks Syl.

Satan raised his eyebrow. "Babysitting? Last I knew, Aozora wasn't fond of children. Ah well, maybe he got over it." He turned to Zena. "And how are you my dear? Tiring of Aozora's pursuits yet? Though you must give him credit for persistance."

"He's not. But when it's the daughter of his mentor..." Joshua trailed off. It was as if he were having a casual conversation with a close friend.
"He's actually starting to rub off on me." Zena said, imitating the same nonchalant manner.

Mond meanwhile created ice golums similar to Joshua's that began to charge his attackers. He personally dealt with Pyro though, launching himself toward him. "That fire is really irritating." he growled. Mond landed on Pyro and began to freeze his face in an almost humorous attempt at revenge.

"Fine, be stupid." Pyro opened his mouth and crunched down on Mond. He then filled his mouth with fire and launched Mond out in a spectacular fireball. Umbra made sure to pull his scythe from the demon's back before he committed the suicide assault on the dragon.

Satan grinned. "Ah, of course he would watch Lydia. Alehkra woul make sure of it. The Unplanned has always been overprotective of her. Rubbing off on you huh? Well, I must admit, once he stops getting annoying, he does get rather endearing."

OOC: Whats up with all the timewarps from you Greywatch.

OOC: Whats up with all the timewarps from you Greywatch.

OOC: Hell if I know but I haven't had one within the last 15 minutes or so, so it's all good. And it only happens on this thread.

OOC: Where is everyone? They just... vanished... Also, Mond is getting near the end of his rope. Pyro's being a real pain in his ass...

IC: Mond lay, half melted on the ground, water coming from every orifice. "I won't go down that easy." he moaned. The ground was now completely covered in ice and Mond took advantage of that, vanishing into it. A kind of directed blizzard rose up and began to freeze Pyro from the legs up while spikes shot toward Umbra. A few moments after vanishing, Mond rose up from the ice, though he looked fractured, as if someone had put him in a vice and squeezed too hard. The air began to chill faster than before and even the lava was slowing down.

"He has his moments." Zena shrugged.

Satan glanced over at Mond. "Hmm...Hes not doing to well is he? Yep, I should probably help him." He clasped his hands behind his back and began rocking on his heels.

Pyro was beginnning to panic, Just what the hell is this thing?! He blew fire at his feet and created a fire storm around himself. Umbra was alunched back as several spikes went into his body before he could block. Mirage swung his arms creating cuts on Mond's legs. "Move and I slice you to pieces..." He said coldly. Gold kept whispering his incantaction. Mirage sent a message to Umbra, Get the boy. If he stabs that asshole he'll be able to use him as a servant later... Umbra nodded before blinking away, , when he got to the 2nd level of the garden he collasped and the eyes and mouths closed. "A need to rest... I used too much energy multitasking..." Lucian ran up to him and crouched over his body. Sharpshot was forgotten about, just the way he liked it. He took careful aim and prepared to fire...

OOC: Luci seems to be an odd man... Also, I'm surprised Pyro didn't just swallow him or keep the fire going and keep Mond in there.

IC: Mond charged Mirage as the cuts gushed water and began to freeze, though he was much slower than before he was roasted alive. He froze Mirage's hands before he aiming an icy uppercut at his jaw.

"I think he can hold his own." Joshua said, intent on helping them in his own way. "And what's with the rocking on your feet? I never got that."

"Mistake." Mirage said as he walked forward, Mond's hands broke off. "I possess invisible blades that sprout from anywhere on my body, melee attacks are your downfall." He landed a kick into Mond's chest and watch one of his legs break off.

OOC: I didn't have Pyro swallow him 'cause: 1) You'd prolly think of something like freezing the dragon's belly. 2) 'Cause I want you to say when he dies. 3) I LOVE FIREWORKS!

Satan smiled. "I'm excited. And hyper. Soo much chaos here, in so little time. Its like...well its like a human taking drugs. Thats how it is to me here. You know, the Garden shouldn't feel like this, I should be rather bored in this place, but, its all turning out nicely isn't it? Yes, the werewolves help, thats for sure. They are filled with anger, and that just adds to it. And you've made your contributions as well, nephew. And you dear Zena, musn't forget you."

OOC: And you expected Satan to be normal??

OOC: Mer, remember what we talked about, that earlier Pyro/Blade incident would be perfect for a reason.

OOC: I'm gettin' off mates.

Mond liquified and reformed from the ground, more misshapen than before. "However true that is, you can't attack if you can't move." his voice was starting to sound mutilated as well by this point and he raised his arms as if calling for something, and it came. The icy floor began to spread over Mirage's feet, though it's slow speed showed how weak Mond was getting.

Joshua raised an eyebrow. "Chaos? That's what you call it? It looks like a slaughter to me."

OOC: Good point Mereshka. And night. GW, you're wise indeed. :D As for fireworks, who DOESN'T like them!? :D:D:D

Mond liquified and reformed from the ground, more misshapen than before. "However true that is, you can't attack if you can't move." his voice was starting to sound mutilated as well by this point and he raised his arms as if calling for something, and it came. The icy floor began to spread over Mirage's feet, though it's slow speed showed how weak Mond was getting.

Joshua raised an eyebrow. "Chaos? That's what you call it? It looks like a slaughter to me."

OOC: Good point Mereshka. And night. GW, you're wise indeed. :D As for fireworks, who DOESN'T like them!? :D:D:D

OOC: YAY!

Mirage stared at Mond, "Do you know why I'm called Mirage? Don't think I'm that simple." Pyro smiled, "Mirage?" Mirage looked back at him, "Go right ahead." Pyro unleashed another flamethrower that engulfed Mond and Mirage and consumed them in a firestorm.

"You don't see that every day." Zena remarked of the fire.

Mond began to melt more and called another blizzard to deal with Pyro. "I may be weakened, but I'm still stronger than you'll ever be." He quipped. Mond crafted his body into a ball and sent a piece flying across the cavern. It landed on the ground and a shape barely recognizable as Mond was crafted. "Now die!" a row of spikes rose from the insane demon god and went on it's way to Pyro as the blizzard and floor worked to try to freeze his legs in place.

OOC: Yay?

"Now!!" Yelled Pyro. Sharpshot pointed his gun at Mond and fired. Blade made a slash so fast it caused wind to be kicked up. Umbra blinked behind the icy figure bringing Lucian with him who stabbed his demonic hand into the ice that was Mond. "My arm is full ofa special toxin that make anything I touch with it become my servant. Join me-" Just then the blizzard Mond summoned struck the group, "With any luck it will still work!" Yelled Lucian, "I'm a corrputor and he's weakened. Pray it works." Pyro flapped his wings and lifted himself off the ground the way any good dragon would, "See ya."

OOC: It doesn't have to work since he's a god, didn't know that earlier. XD
Contradictory much?
OOC2: Yay for liking fireworks.

OOC: Oh he's a Demon God alright. Why do you think he was able to keep reforming? And yes, it is contradictory if you think about it, but I followed the lead set by Typhon.

IC: Mond surrounded the toxins in his body with water before regurgitating it. The toxin splattered all over his feet and Mond stepped back, forming another wall to allow himself time to heal again. "Don't think we're close to done yet." He said, voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

"Alright enough." Umbra said, very annoyed, "Gold?" Gold looked up, his hands consumed in light, he ran forward and slammed his hands into the ice. Everyone jumped back as the entire wall exploded from the intense light energies going through it. Umbra smiled as his scythe began twisting and making odd noises, "Yes, I know you wish to feed. Eat his energy, drain him!" He brought the scythe down on Mond and there was a sound of chewing and twisting coming from the scythe. "This scythe possesses the trapped essence of the Vampire's ancient ancestor. The Wraiths, it will drain the energy and soul from your body in no time at all. Them Pyro will melt you down will you vanish forever."

OOC: Contradictory in the sense that my char said it would work and I said it's okay if it didn't.

Mond had already healed quite nicely. "Nice try." He didn't even lift his hand, but his body pulled the scythe from Umbra. "I hope you weren't too attatched to this." He pulled the scythe from himself and cracked it over his knee. Tossing the pieces aside he turned to Gold. "And you, you've been very naughty." He grabbed Gold's head and began to freeze his helmet in place.

OOC: oh... Ya, that is.

Gold knew that it was time, he place his hands on the demon god and muttered, "May all things not belonging in this world be silenced." Mirage reformed behind Mond, "May all thing's violent be silenced." Pyro took his turn, "May punishment be strict and unforgiving." Celestial spoke hers, "We call on the rift guardian to help us." Lucian started as well, "We will bow to the rift guardian if he hears us." Sharpshot and Bladedancer did the last part together, "And may he sing the requiem of silence." Umbra clapped, his scythe melted into shadow and reappeared in his hand, "The Rift Guardian had heard your summoning." A voice came from the scythe, Umbra threw it up and a massive shadowy figure appeared, it tore the scythe into the demon's back and slid it all the way down. A rift opened up and Mond began to be sucked into it, imploding on himself. "The Rift Guardian banishes those who would attack him and his master, Umbra. Now, to void with you." There was a loud screeming as Mond was pulled in, Mirage smiled behind his wrappings and waved goodbye.

OOC: Been waiting to use that for so long now.

Mond knew this was his chance to be rid of them and took advantage of it. Pulling toward the rift, the floor cracked and heaved, throwing the lot toward the rift. Mond grabbed anyone he could, real hands and created ice. "If I go down, I'm bringing you with me!" he cried out, trying to use the ice to bind himself to the ground.

OOC: Ah !@#$

The rift began to close, "Young god. You understand not the rift system. I am the Rift Guardian, why do cretures like you act as if you can control me? You cannot, that rift will eat you and you alone, the others are not marked and they will not enter your prison." The Guardian moved toward the demonic god, any ice near him was pulled into his robes. He bent over to pick everyone, most of them had been caught by the very large Pyro or my the multiple invisble chains Mirage had used to secure Edward earlier. "Gold is your name, yes? I like you." He picked Gold up and walked away taking anyone else who was nearby and needed help. The rift was now the size of a baseball and floated in midair as a solid black void. "I hate it when mortals and gods test my ability." The guardian vanished and the scythe returned to Umbra's hands. Umbra smiled and fell over, his body returning to normal. The scythe vanishing, he'd used up his strength and wouldn't be capable of fighting for awhile, if ever again. Celestial rushed to him, but not before Blade caught him and the rest of the group surrounded him, calling his name, trying to awaken him. Mirage alone felt nothing and stared at the commotion as the rift dissapeared.

OOC: Sorry but that thing seemingly wasn't gonna die 'til I took some serious action. And yeah, bitchy but orginal, at least I'd like to think so. XD IF your extremely oppossed to this cause you need him later TG me.

OOC: The hell? Lost me there. The whole point of the rift is that it creates a special place in hell for the person who has been 'marked' the rift guardian focuses on that person's essence so the attack has a 100% chance to hit. The rift cannot be escaped ike the Typhon excaped his prison, the rift guardian is the brother of death itself. The rift, as you can see also drains the energy of the person who summons it, I've essentially removed Umbra from the storyline in exchange for removing Mond. In short. Mainly 'cause I don't think I can be bothered trying the other 159 way of trying to get rid of him when Lucifer is already around.

OOC: wait, back up here. You're saying Mond is trapped and there's nothing I can say otherwise? It didn't seem like it when I read your post and now you got me confused. Also, isn't it Godmodding to say "this happened to your character, too bad for you"?

OOC: Essentially, hance the rift closing and such. Why do you think Umbra would waste all of his energy and practicaly end his life? Which he has. He's not gonna do anything for the rest of the story.

OOC: ok, I missed that bit. But still, it seems god-moddish to say that someone character is gone and poop on their player cause that's how things work with that special ability.

OOC: That's why I made sure Umbra took the fall as well. Also why I said I could change it. Also I have no idea how to battle against a god who obviously isn't weak against anything. I bust his sheld so he can't even heal and he still comes back strong, what am I supposed to do. Unless Satan himself helps me, doubtful, I would have to prolly nuke this guy and then some. My chars can't fight on forever.

OOC: I suppose I did go a bit overboard, but so did Mereshka with Angron. I suppose we should wait and see what Mereshka has to say about the whole thing. I'll delete my confusing post and see what he says later.

OOC: Agreed I think we both did, though I think this entire thing has gotten a little out of hand, I think its due to the fact that we have to fight uber-strong enemies, which makes sense. But it causes us to begin having to godmod our own chars to compensate. Otherwise, I would not have used Umbra's ability til the very very end of the story as a finale.

OOC: So, truce for now? And it didn't help that you were on your own. Let's say you add Tal and his angels as well as my two misfits, we can't add the werewolves, but add the humans and you get a team that can pretty well stop a bullet train.

OOC: Agreed fully, we'll start that tommorrow then.

Aya nodded. "Yeah, I'm sure it would be best if I stayed with him for now." She sat crosslegged and put Rapheals head in her lap. And, her natural motherly instincts kicking in, began to sing a lullaby.

There was a soothing sound that Raphael found in his dream. He couldn't place it, but he followed it, the sound growing louder and closer. His eyes fluttered open, and his first vision was one that took his breath away. He smiled up at Aya, thanking the Lord that he had been sent to her.

"Hi there," he muttered, "Was I asleep a long time?"

Tal had witnessed what the team Umbra brought could really do. Now that Mond was (gone?) he turned back to Satan. "And then there was one." Tal turned around. Only seven of his men out of 100 were still alive, fortunately including Raul. "You have served me well, but against Satan, you stand little chance. Return to the second level, and guard the people there." The angels nodded, and flew through the hole in the ceiling. Tal flexed his newly healed arm. "Thanks again Celestial. Twice in one day. I'm not tiring you out, am I?" Tal grinned oddly, then turned back to Satan.

OOC: My internet crapped out yet again. That's weird what you did there
Greywatch. And what do you mean, Sylvonia, by your last post? And fireworks are teh' bomb!!!:D

OOC: My internet crapped out yet again. That's weird what you did there
Greywatch. And what do you mean, Sylvonia, by your last post? And fireworks are teh' bomb!!!:D

OOC: Hence why we said we're leaving it to Mer. But it was 1:30 AM and I was trying to think of some way, other than summoning God himself onto the battlefield, that would get rid of Mond. I mean, he's weak against fire but regerates to no end and is apparently never weakened and can retaliate from anything, how do I beat that? Lest I simply banish it to a special corner of hell; my idea was to at least, at the very least, buy some time or something. If Mond escaped at the very end of the thread and Zena/Josh weren't just watching my team doing all the work that'd be a help and then some and I'd be fine.

OOC: Ok, that makes sense. But it seemed like he was weakening, and was about to be destroyed before you banished him. Either way, might as well wait for Meresk, I suppose. Mkay.

OOC: Well if I have to I'll edit/delete without any complaint, I hated using that. Even I thought it was overdone a plus I lost a char, I just didn't see any other way. And at 1:30 AM my judgement that could easily say "wait til tommorrow to get support" doesn't kick in.

OOC: Damn, need to make an IC to get up to speed.

IC: Edward glared with malevolence towards Satan, even in his imobile state his anger simmered to a boiling point. He heard an almost autmatic clicking to his right and shifted his eyes as far as he could, seeing only the faint blur of a rifle barrel. "Jammed my guns... he jammed my guns." Patrick muteered. "Just jammed them... jammed...."

OOC: Ok, I actually forgot about Josh and Zena to be honest. They were tied up by Satan anyway and I don't think he'd be too happy about them leaving to boot. And Talrania, what confused you about my post? We were arguing and I simply called a truce to end things on a better note. As for the character mention, it was simply to elaborate on the fact that he didn't have any help. Josh and Zena were talking to Satan, Talrania, you just weren't there, the werewolves were frozen by Satan, and the human character's creators weren't around either.

OOC: My my, you people have been busy haven't you? Hmmm...Well, thats rather...difficult to judge. Because on the one side, I agree with Sylvonia that that does seem kinda goddmodish, and on the other, I agree that Mond simply did not want to die. Niether did Angron, true, but he died eventualy. Hmm...Alright, tell ya what. We'll stick with Greywatches post, but if you really want Mond back, Sylvonia, I'll figure out someway for Satan or someone to bring him back. Albeit in a much weakened state.

Oh, by the way, Greywatch, since you mentioned the reapers brother, I figure I may want to tell you that the reaper is mine. Leave him alone.

IC: Satan seemed about to reply to Josh when he saw that Mond was gone. He began to clap. "Oh, very nicely done. Looks like my good friend Umbra is out of commision though. Thats not very good, now is it? Well, it appears I'm the only demon left, now doesn't it? So, do you want to make the first move?"

Patrick was frantically field stripping his weapons, finding the first round bent enough to jam the chamber. "Tricky bastard..." He muttered. He cleared the chamber and aimed straight for his head. "Yeah, we want to the first move." Then fired.

Satan raised his eyebrow at the offensing human, and picked the bullet right out of the air. "You really don't know when to give up, do you, human? Maybe I should just let the werewolves eat you. I'm sure that their enraged enough by now, that they'd attack anyone who they decided they didn't like. And I'm sure the older werewolves especielly have something against humans like you."

OOC: Thanks Mereshka, for sorting that out.

IC: Joshua was affronted by Satan's calmness. "What are you talking to me? I'll make the first move, sure." he grabbed Zena's arm and they vanished again. "I think we'll be better off over here!" he yelled from across the now melting ice field.
"Oh speak for yourself." Zena elbowed him off of her and took to the skies along with a half dozen projections. This time they all created bows and spread around Satan. "Escape this." The arrows glowed with focused psychic energy and they were shot for Satan.

OOC: My my, you people have been busy haven't you? Hmmm...Well, thats rather...difficult to judge. Because on the one side, I agree with Sylvonia that that does seem kinda goddmodish, and on the other, I agree that Mond simply did not want to die. Niether did Angron, true, but he died eventualy. Hmm...Alright, tell ya what. We'll stick with Greywatches post, but if you really want Mond back, Sylvonia, I'll figure out someway for Satan or someone to bring him back. Albeit in a much weakened state.

Oh, by the way, Greywatch, since you mentioned the reapers brother, I figure I may want to tell you that the reaper is mine. Leave him alone.

IC: Satan seemed about to reply to Josh when he saw that Mond was gone. He began to clap. "Oh, very nicely done. Looks like my good friend Umbra is out of commision though. Thats not very good, now is it? Well, it appears I'm the only demon left, now doesn't it? So, do you want to make the first move?"

OOC: That's what I'm saying, he's in a special corner of hell, albeit it'll be harder to find bu the can still be brought back. And as for the reaper, I don't want him I want the reaper, I want his brother. XD
Also, to not seem bitchy and goddmoddish afte rthe whole Angron incident, I'm telling you ya didn't have to kill him, I don't wanna seem invinsible which is why I sacrificed Umbra as well.
Dammit, I was wondering when you'd get on so we could resolve this. You actually got off before me yesterday. O.O

IC:

The others looked at Satan, they didn't have a chance in hell at the moment and they knew it. Celestial ignored him and began trying to heal Umbra but the damage was done, it wasn't to his body it was to his very essence. Bladedance had Umbra's head on his lap and was trying stroking Umbra's hair, an actual tear running down his cheek. Everyone was silent, mourning Umbra's sacrifice. Mirage was the only one who continued watching Satan, "And now look... despite all our sacrifice you still stand there... happy as ever. I can't say I blame you. Two for one, who would've guess." Gold looked up from Umbra to Mirage, "I don't know how much longer he'll be with us Mirage... What-" Miage cut him off, "He'll be fine. He's stronger than that. But he'll just not be useful to us for the rest of this campaign. So be it." Gold shook his head, "I'm begginning to think the garden isn't worth all this bullshit." Mirage glared sharply, "Don't ever say that in my presence again." Gold looked up quickly, "Fuck you. Emotionless bastard, go protect your damn garden, I need to count the dead." He got up and looked at the bodies on the field, "May God be with you children. May mercy walk you to the gates of heaven." He looked at the corpses of a few werewolves, he walked over to them and kneeled, stroking the fur, "Even you deserve His divine mercy. Go to him now. Amen."

Satan raised his eyebrow at the offensing human, and picked the bullet right out of the air. "You really don't know when to give up, do you, human? Maybe I should just let the werewolves eat you. I'm sure that their enraged enough by now, that they'd attack anyone who they decided they didn't like. And I'm sure the older werewolves especielly have something against humans like you."


Patrick grinned a skeletal grin. "Then I have you to thank for keeping them immobilized." He fired again, and again. "Even if you pick them out of the air... it keeps you occupied."

Alehkra gave as much a laugh as he could in his current state. We don't want your prayers, human. We return to the Moon. Your God does not take 'Unplanned'. But no matter, we do not need Him Then his seeming calmness dissapated. SOMEBODY GET ME OUT OF THIS!!! I will tear out his throat alone if I must. He was the only one of the werewolves still rational enough to form words, even in his head. The rest just wanted blood.

Satan sighed, and was right next to the real Zena. "Projections won't work, dear Zena." He said simply. He turned to Gold. "The Unplanned is right you know, neither I nor God has ever taken the soul of a werewolf. He might consent to now, seeing as how they sacrificed themselves for the Garden. I care not really, it will just lessen the amount of souls go to the traitor the call the Moon God."

Edward was fighting against his blood lust, nearly losing himself a few times, as well as struggling against his bonds. Patrick, bullets won't do much, it'll just annoy him. He jerked again. Upper level, my hand and a half sword. That might work. Patrick crawled back from his shooting position and dashed for the hole to the upper level, hoping nothing would stop him.

Gold pointed the palm of his hand at Satan firing a shot of holy lightning past his head. "When either of your thoughts matter to me, I'll let you know. And Alehkra, if you ever want anyone to give a flying fuck about your traditions, you'd better start giving a care about their's." Gold was cold now, his best covert agent and friend was on the brink of life. Mirage almost sympathised with him and turned to Alehkra, "You're just a stubborn old beast who doesn't know how to take a compliment. Be thankful he wasted his time trying to get God to look at you as if you weren't monsters."

OOC: Its a hole correct? Not a mound of dirt to get up to the upper level, its just a massive hole in the ground/cielling. That's at least what I thought this entire time.

Alehkra growled. What traditions? Humans have no true traditions, they have forgotten all of the old ways that their ancestors laid down. What you call traditions are no more than a passing fancy. And he is simply lucky I am trapped, else I would eat him

Satan grinned and began to rock back and forth again. "Why exactly are we antagonizing the already enraged werewolf? You should have known he'd say something like that Mirage."

Edward growled. Everyone, SHUT UP! He snapped at Gold. You stop ramming your beliefs down Al's throat. He glared at Alhekra. And you, stop taking the bait! We're all supposed to be fighting AGAINSt Satan, not each other, clear your heads and fight!

"I'm still deciding whether to behead him or not. He pisses me off to no end. And you werewoves have no traditions either, seeing as most of them hold you back when you screem and shout like a child without their mother. I'd be happy watching your race die out. I'd be happy watch everything die out so I could be alone." Mirage spoke in a harsh and cold tone as he walked over to Alehkra, "You're nothing more than an animal, an animal that should eventually, if not right now, be put down for eternity...." Mirage nowspoke with a sense of psychotic glee.

Alehkra snapped at Edward. Silence, pup. I do not need your advice He turned back to Mirage. The same could be said of you. You, who could kill a demon and a child with equal remorse, call us animals? We do nothing but to fight back against those who try to kill us. I would be more than happy to take my people off, and leave the rest of the world alone, but humans declare us monsters, and so we must kill them before we are left in peace. And you, he growled at Gold, Come near me and I shall tear out your throat.

Edward growled. Everyone, SHUT UP! He snapped at Gold. You stop ramming your beliefs down Al's throat. He glared at Alhekra. And you, stop taking the bait! We're all supposed to be fighting AGAINSt Satan, not each other, clear your heads and fight!

"You can go to hell for all I care. I give my mercy to these creature on my own doing, if he doesn't like it so be it but he can at least shut up about it. And you wonder why Al and Blade don't get along... he feels about Al as Al feels about me. Alehkra, you're contradictory, give respect someone and maybe I've give some to you." Gold said to both Ed and Al.

Alehkra snapped at Edward. Silence, pup. I do not need your advice He turned back to Mirage. The same could be said of you. You, who could kill a demon and a child with equal remorse, call us animals? We do nothing but to fight back against those who try to kill us. I would be more than happy to take my people off, and leave the rest of the world alone, but humans declare us monsters, and so we must kill them before we are left in peace. And you, he growled at Gold, Come near me and I shall tear out your throat.

Mirage looked at Alehkra, "I'm not human so I don't count. I alreayd am a monster through and through. It takes one to know one." Gold looked over at Alehkra, "Big words for the one who cannot even move. My armor would stop your claws. And Bladedancer would be using your skull as a bowl long before you even had the chance to get your claws on my helmet."

Alehkra was now enraged beyond even words. He was struggling with all his strength to get out of the bonds, as were all of the werewolves.

Satan laughed. "You guys aren't very good at being on a team are you? I wonder what would happen if I let the werewolves go? Hmmm...Do you think I should?"

Satan grinned, and the round bounced, heading right for Patrick. "I'd thought you would give up, human."

Alehkra snapped at Edward. Silence, pup. I do not need your advice He turned back to Mirage. The same could be said of you. You, who could kill a demon and a child with equal remorse, call us animals? We do nothing but to fight back against those who try to kill us. I would be more than happy to take my people off, and leave the rest of the world alone, but humans declare us monsters, and so we must kill them before we are left in peace. And you, he growled at Gold, Come near me and I shall tear out your throat.

Edward simmered in silence, knowing that Alehkra was set into the argument. He continued to struggle against his bonds, noticing that they had weekend, but only slightly enough for him to wiggle his front paws. Hurry up Patrick... A crumbling of Earth, and a muted click caught his attention. "One round of HE, served nice an' hot." Patrick muttered, then fired straight for Satan.


OOC: Hmmm... I think I may have made Patrick to persistant, oh well, High Explosive rounds should do something...

OOC: God damned timewarps...

Alehkra was now enraged beyond even words. He was struggling with all his strength to get out of the bonds, as were all of the werewolves.

Satan laughed. "You guys aren't very good at being on a team are you? I wonder what would happen if I let the werewolves go? Hmmm...Do you think I should?"

OOC: Yes, yes you should. Showdown time for Gold and Alehkra, cause they're the one's who're bitching at each other for the moment.
OOC2: Timewarp central.

IC:

"C'mon, Satan! C'mon! I'll keep you nice and entertained while I beat Alehkra down like the animal he is!" Bladedance passed Umbra to Celestial, "Kick his ass Gold! Kick his ass or I will!"

OOC: Hmm... Lets say that it was more of controlled turnaround than a bounce.

IC: Satan shrugged, and waved his hands. Suddenly, all the werewolves were free. Most of them began to fight amongst each other almost immeadietly, their instincts calling for it. Alehkra however, leapt right at Gold, going straight for the throat.

OOC: Can explosive rounds bounce, I understand slowing sown and being throw back but bounce. Wouldn't they just blow up?

OOC: I thought Gold would be further away than that but oh well.

IC:

Gold pushed Alehkra away from him before balling up his fist, "ALEHKRA!!!!" He screemed sending the armored fist forward.

OOC2: Quote so as not to confuse peoples

OOC: HE rounds would detonate once they hit something, be it a hand stopping it, or telekentic energy. Impact detonation.

IC: Edward leapt at Gold as well, more carried by blood lust then anything else.

OOC: I thought Gold would be further away than that but oh well.

IC:

Gold pushed Alehkra away from him before balling up his fist, "ALEHKRA!!!!" He screemed sending the armored fist forward.

OOC2: Quote so as not to confuse peoples

Alehkra growled, and bit down ont Gold's arm with jaws capable of crushing a small car.

OOC: HE rounds would detonate once they hit something, be it a hand stopping it, or telekentic energy. Impact detonation.

IC: Edward leapt at Gold as well, more carried by blood lust then anything else.

Blade activated his speed and tackled Edward sending them both into a wall.

Gold brought his axe down on Alehkra's shoulder without so much as a flinch. He then kneed Alehkra in the crotch.
OOC: Foul. XD

OOC: Not nice.

IC:Alehkra simply growled, and tackled Gold to the ground, and began to chew at his helmet. If nothing else, he certainly had the advantage of size and weight. Luckily though, he wasn't going to do nearly as good as he would if he weren't enraged. His experience was basically shot, as he couldn't really use it in his current state of mind.

Edward snapped at Bladedancer's head. FOOL! He clawed at anything exposed, hoping in someway to bring Edward down.


Patrick watched the carnage unfold as allies turned on each other. "Damn bunch of..." He didn't finish that sentence, instead snatching a flash bang of his belt, pulling the pin and throwing it right in the center of the group, before turning away and covering his ears.

Alehkra would have jumped right back, but the flash bang overloaded all of the werewolves super-senses. As one they fell down howling in pain, many of them with popped ear drums.

OOC: Not nice.

IC:Alehkra simply growled, and tackled Gold to the ground, and began to chew at his helmet. If nothing else, he certainly had the advantage of size and weight. Luckily though, he wasn't going to do nearly as good as he would if he weren't enraged. His experience was basically shot, as he couldn't really use it in his current state of mind.

Gold took the fall only to use his foot to flip Alekra off of him. He grabbed his axe as the beast went over him and got up quickly. Mirage began to get angry and waves of pulasating energy could be felt as his anger intensified.

Blade grabbed Edward and flipped him onto the floor near the flashbang as it went off. Next thing he knew he was on the other side of the room screeming and slashing violently at air. Gold had been looking away but the glass of his hekmet cracked a little and he couldn't hear 100%.

Edward stumbled around, the world hazy white and a ringing in his ears. He was sure the flashbang would leave him hearing impaired for a while, his sensitive ears were far to close to it when it went off.


OOC: Was bladedancer charging Patrick, or blindly attacking?

Edward stumbled around, the world hazy white and a ringing in his ears. He was sure the flashbang would leave him hearing impaired for a while, his sensitive ears were far to close to it when it went off.


OOC: Was bladedancer charging Patrick, or blindly attacking?

OOC: you know how people jump when their startled? Yeah, Blade just 'jumped' so he blind, deaf and swing violently since he has no idea what just happened.

The other members of the group were all in a state similar to Gold. Most of them turned away and tried to cover their ears but their hearing was still shot for now even though their eyes were fine.

OOC: assuming you're still fighting because DAMN you guys post a lot for such a short time!!! See what I miss? :(

IC: Zena's copies vanished. "Now that just sucks." she muttered, slowly drifting downward and unable to see where she was. Joshua meanwhile was tripping over everything. "A little help? Someone?" His extreme senses left him deaf and blind.

OOC: I'm assuming Zena was not hit by the flashbang that just everything in the room? Werewolves are fighting each other and Al is fighting Gold. Ed's on Blade. Flashbang thrown by Pat and now everyone's either deaf or blind and deaf.

OOC: UGH! Editing...

OOC: Hehe, you missed some stuff Sylvonia. Alehkra and Gold got into a bit of a scrap, but now the werewolves are all down, on account of a flashbang.

IC: Sata grinned, and all the ice melted. "Come now, dear Zena, surely you can do better? You know, you and Josh are the only ones still on track. Your 'allies' are off fighting each other. Handy, isn't it?"

Patrick pulled the bolt back on his rifle, then walked through the stumbling mass of people, few of whom were still attacking, if blindly. He noticed a werewolf with military dog tags and walked over. "Well, Edward, I helped stop it, now everyone's probably going to die." He stood up and walked as close as he could to Satan. "You know... all those bullets." He whipped out his combat knife and dove at Satan. "Never beats CQC."

Satan raised his eyebrow, and grabbed Patrick's throat. "My, you people are very persistant. Maybe I underestimated humans. Still, I fail to see why you don't just quit? I mean, even if you do manage to stop me, whats it going to accomplish, really? You'll die of old age soon."

Gold began to move as some of his hearing was still there, "Goddamn Alehkra, if it wasn't for him I'd take your manhood right of you hear me!! RIGHT OFF!" He stumbbled away to his group, Blade had stopped attacking and was now using his sword to feel his way around. Pyro grabbed his hand and pulled him over gently, Blade fell on him and didn't struggle.

Joshua squinted. "Oh this sucks. People, Focus!" he pulled the dog whistle from a pocket and blew it as hard as he could. At the very least he'd get the Werewolves' attention.

OOC: I doubt they can hear it if their hearing already gone
OOC2: Salt to wounds

OOC: He's desperate.

Satan raised his eyebrow, and grabbed Patrick's throat. "My, you people are very persistant. Maybe I underestimated humans. Still, I fail to see why you don't just quit? I mean, even if you do manage to stop me, whats it going to accomplish, really? You'll die of old age soon."


Patrick squawked as he felt his throat being crushed. "A... place..for....humanity..." He drove his knife straight into Satan's eyes, then smacked the hilt with his fist, hoping on driving it deeper.

"Patrick! You stubborn unthinking idiot!" Mirage shouted.

Satan stopped grinning, and threw Patrick, and pulled out the knife. He stared down at it with his good eye. "That...hurt. Its been so long since I've felt pain." He looked to be getting angry. "THAT HURT!!" He was right next to Patrick, and he drove the knife into his gut. "Noone hurts me." He muttered.

The werewolves meanwhile, were now completely incapacitated. They were already hurting from the flashbang, and were now completely shot. They fell down and simply stopped moving. Alehkra's ears were actually bleeding.

Mirage took this chance to lay down some damage. He blinked to just above Satan with his leg cocked back. He brought it down fast and hard, right into his head. He watched as the blurry figure was launched across the room. "Never take you eyes off me."

Patrick managed to make out a few words. "My thoughts... my sacrifice... attack him now..." He yanked out the knife. "And... your mistake... leaving a wounded....soldier..." He hauled himself up, and with the last few ounces of his energy, dove straight for his heart.

Joshua looked around, everything still blurry. "Patty, you'll pay for that later." Joshua warped to Satan and threw Patrick back, then began to twist the rock beneath him. It rose up and formed a dome around him before collapsing in on itself and turning to lava.

OOC: :P I beat you to it apparently Syl

Zena sensed around for Patrick. Celestial, can you hear me? Patrick needs help and he needs it now! She flew to him the best she could and began to repair the tissue that was turn apart.

OOC: Timewarpy goodness. :D

Patrick hit the ground, blood gushing from his mouth and gut wound. "Damn... damn it... not the way I wanted to go... you frakking idiot!" He unslung his rifle and fired one He round into the lava, causing a minor bubble that rapidly collapsed. 'With... luck..." His eyes rolled back into his head and he collapsed, unconcious and barley alive.

Celestial was already crawling over to him, she placed he hands directly onto his body and began healing him. "Dammit you stubborn fool..." She muttered. "I don't know if I'll be able to heal all of the damage in time." She began focussing on the vitals and working her h=way to everything else. "Dammit, I can't keep this up forever you know, I have limits. Why are people so prone on killing yourselves? Why?!" She was crying now, Gold tried to confort her by putting his hand on her shoulder. She saw the blood all over the armor, "Dammit Gold not now, I appriciate the effort but just not now."

"Celestial!" Zena yelled at the woman. "You have limits, but you know what, you're one of the strongest here. You see all the wounds, you see the carnage, and yet you keep going. What you do is important. Push yourself and you'll be surprised just how well you can do. Now focus on Patrick, he needs you most right now." She looked Celestial in the face before going back to helping patch up patrick.

Patrick's eyes fluttered open. "Because... a...soldiers life is... sacrifice... I almost had him... only to get stabbed.... not good." More blood dribbled down his chin. "This is... oddly peaceful..."

The lava surrounding Satan flew outward. Then he was next to Mirage. He grabbed Mirage's head, snapping any of the invisible blades that tried to cut him. "That was not nice." He growled, and Mirage lit on fire, and he threw him at Celestial and Patrick.

Zena held up a hand and caught Mirage with her psych. "I can't do much for flames though!" she shouted putting him down gently.

Satan appeared next to Zena, and picked her up. "Who gave you permission to do that, dear Zena?" With that, he threw her down to the ground.

Patrick limply rolled out of the way of Mirage, then stood up. "You know... when a human is near death... adrenaline can give him the strength to bend steel." He drew his bloodstained knife. "One final charge, for humanity." He dove one more for Satan, aiming at his heart.

OOC: No one interfere, I want to see what mereshka does.

Zena grinned. "Why, God gave me permission of course." She had every intention of using any means necessary to bring Lucifer down.

Satan growled. He took the blade without protest, and grabbed Patrick. "You should know, human. I have no heart." With that, he slammed him to the ground, as he'd done with Zena. "That human was getting annoying..." he muttered.

Zena's eyes began to glow, her powers soaring with rage. "Get away now!" she screamed, letting loose a psychic blast enough to knock over a bull elephant at Satan.

Patrick laughed even as he felt several bones break. 'Have you no brain then?" He leveled his rifle and fired, point blank into Satan's jaw.

Satan staggered from he gunshot, then was thrown by the psychic blast. He hit the wall with a loud crash, cracking the wall. He stayed down, then got up, rage in his eyes. He was back beside them, and picked Patrick back up, slamming him down several more times, then swung him with all his strength at Zena.

Zena put a shield around herself, though she felt the ground below her cracking with every blow. "No more!" She let out another blast that threw Lucifer straight up and then took off after him. Quickly getting above him, she gathered her strength and swung downward, hopefully driving her enemy right into the ground.

Lucifer grabbed her arm, and threw her back towards the ground, and landed on her, feetfirst. "You are making me very angry right now." He growled at her.

Patrick grunted as several more bones snapped, then managed to flop over onto his belly, causing extreme pain as he lay on his shattered ribs. He aimed his rifle right at Satan and waited before Zena moved away and fired, several more rounds aimed at his torso and head.

It was not long before hundreds of blades found there way into Satan's body. Mirage was on the other side of the room. One could clearly see his weapons now, a thin string with a ring on the end. The ring had chains of infinite distance linked to it, on the ends of the chains were blades about a foot in length each. "You honestly suck. You have no idea. I'm called Mirage dammit. Why don't you get that?" He waved and the blades sliced there way out all at once and disspeared under his wrappings along with the chains.

Zena grimaced as she landed. "I've never tried my powers at the molecular level." she commented before pushing herself to try and pull at the very fiber of Satan's being. She was running on random ideas now and had no idea what would work and what wouldn't.

Patrick shambled towards Satan, watching with grim humor as everyone proceeded to tear him apart. "One more shot..." He said to everyone. He leveled his rifle at Satan's head and pulled the trigger. "Okay... I'm done.." He shambled back towards where the werewolves were before collpasing in a pool of blood.

Patrick shambled towards Satan, watching with grim humor as everyone proceeded to tear him apart. "One more shot..." He said to everyone. He leveled his rifle at Satan's head and pulled the trigger. "Okay... I'm done.." He shambled back towards where the werewolves were before collpasing in a pool of blood.

Celestial grabbed him before he fell, she was crying, her tears landing on his face. "Dammit you stupid human..." The head wrap was wet now from her crying and she placed her hands on him once more. There was a bright flash of light as she healed him, this time it wasn't just magic, she was trying to make his body regerate fast. It would cut some years out of his life span but with so many to heal, he had to do some of the work this time.

Satan looked surprised, apparently it ws doing something, but he quickly negated it, and went towards Patrick. "Why won't you die, human?" He grinned, an idea coming to him.He picked him up again, and threw him towards Mirage.

Celestial, remember what I told you. Zena sent. You see more than any of us and you're one of our strongest. Push yourself and you can do anything. She distracted herself for a brief moment before catching Patrick again. "You need to stop throwing people." she said with a hoarse voice.

OOC: Mereshka, did you forget about the werewolves?


IC:

Edward managed to shake off the effects of the flashbang, even if the ringing still hadn't left his ears. He took a few shaky steps towards where Satan lay getting shredded before noticing Patrick, then walked towards Celestial. He's strong, he'll make He dashed towards Satan. Forgetting about this former human, are we? His fur bristled as he growled at him, waiting for the others to arrive.

Mirage caught Patrick without any trouble before turning his back to Satan. More blade shot out from underneath the wrappings. Celestial began to grind here teeth, "Silence!" She slammed her open palm into Satan neck and destroyed any vocal cords he had. Sharpshot waited for this moment and shot his guns directly at Satan as Celestial jumped out of the way. Blade was up on his feet and now Lucius was holding the still sleeping Umbra.

Satan was about to strike at Edward, when both Alehkra and Cecilia jumped at him. They still couldn't hear, and their sight was still blurry, but it didn't stop Alehkra from tearing at his throat,and Cecilia his stomauch. Alehkra suddenly whined as his back shattered as Satan punched his back, and kicked at Cecilia's chest breaking a couple ribs. Alehkra dropped, but Cecilia kept tearing at him as more werewolves joined the frey.

OOC: Gotta go to the store for a bit

Wind began to gather around Bladedancer's body. His bones began to show themselves again. With Umbra out cold, Blade was freed from limitations, he was progressing through the levels of power. His shiethed blade was held on his waist by bones. His unshiethed sword was wrapped in bone until it became apart of him. His cheeks ripped and one could see the sharp fangs on the inside of his mouth, horns grew on his forehead and well as knees and shoulders. Bone blades grew on his elbows and wind continued to gather. "I'm almost ready," he mummbled.

NO ONE TOUCHES MY MATE! Edward lept at Satan, tearing at whatever he could find, not caring about any blows that would strike him.


Red eyes watched the conflict unfold, a living shadow slithered across the ground, unnoticed by those caught up in the fighting. In its wake, a chill swept through where it had touched, before finally settling in a dark corner and watching a certain werewolf. Harrrriiissssoooonn....


OOC: I think you can guess who that is.

One of Mirage's blades stabbed at the shadow, "I don't have to face you to see you." He said before retracting all the blades and blinking himself, Patrick, and Celestial to another side of the room. Celestial got to work once again. Mirage walked calmly back to the battle.

The shadow retreated, not wanting to destroy its newest form.


OOC: I think Greywatch can guess who it is, Bladedancer had him for dinner once. And I think this is as far as we can get without Mereshka.

Satan roared, and the werewolves were thrown across the room, Alehkra howling as his back was slammed into the wall. Lucifer glared around the room as his wounds healed. "This is getting annoying." He growled and was next to Celstial. "Its hard to kill people when you keep healing them." He muttered, and kicked her in the head several times.

Patrick's eyes snapped open. "Its not polite to beat down the medic." He snapped his sidearm out of the holster and emptied the clip into Satan.


Edward dashed towards Alehkra. You okay, Al?

Satan looked around slowly to Patrick. "Are you still alive." Suddenly he was standing over him. "I must admit, this is amazing." With that, he kicked Patrick across the room.

Alehkra growled, and managed to stand up, but fell down after a few seconds. I don't think I'm going to be participating in this one anymore. I'll bite him if he comes near me, but thats about it Cecilia staggered over. I think I can manage, just a few ribs, nothing I can't handle.

Patrick was flung into a wall, cracking several recently healed ribs. "And yet... you forget that as long as I can be healed, I will do my utmost to kill you." He had still managed to hold onto his rifle. "Have some fun with HE." he fired another HE round at Satan, determined to stop him here and now.


Edward nodded. I doubt he'll come for you, as long as you don't attack him. Cecilia, are you going to come with me or protect your father?

Satan grinned as the bullet took him in the arm, opening a hole which began to heal almost immeadietly. "Stupid, stupid human." He held up a a hand, and clenched it, and Patrick would find that he couldn't breath.

OOC: Hehe, Darth Vader style.

IC: Cecilia shook herself. Werewolves are meant for attacking. Lets go true to her word, she took off running towards Satan.

Patrick clutched at his throat as invisible hands fought to crush it. He lifted his rifle again and fired as blackness crept into his vision.

Edward lept at Satan's outstretched hand, biting through muscle, tendon and bone, intent on severing it.

Satan scowled as he grabbed Edward and pulled him from his wrist. He seemed about to throw him, but Cecilia leapt on his back, clawing and biting wherever she could. Lucifer growled, and dropped Edward, attempting to reach over his should to grab Cecilia's fur.

Edward leapt at Satan's throat. DO NOT TOUCH HER! He bit down, the disgusting flavor of demon flesh and blood filling his mouth.

Lucifer punched Edward several times, than pushed him off, and managed to finally grab Cecilia and throw her off as well. The smaller werewolves began to run around Satan, nipping at him. AS the lesser wolves were destracting him, the larger wolves began to jump at him, led by Cecilia.

Edward yelped as his was thrown off, then regained his balance. YOU! He dove for Satan's legs this time, taking chunks out of his ankles and thighs.

Satan growled as he kicked Edward, and lit one of the smaller wolves on fire. He grabbed one of the larger wolves, slamming it to the ground.

Edward yelped again then bit through the foot, spitting out the large chunk of meat he tore off. C'mon, you letting some werewolves tear you apart? He mocked, then dove for his wounded hand and bit down again, attempting to sever it.


OOC: Man, this fight with Satan is going on for a loooong time....

Satan growled and picked Edward up by the throat. Edwards fur began to smoke, and Satan grinned. "Do you know how much it hurts to burn to death?" He asked as Cecilia attempted to jump at his throat but was left suspended in midair.

Quite a bit. A single round tore through Satan's hand, severing it and realising Edward. "Not as much having your hand blown off, I expect." Patrick leveled the rifle again. "C'mon, I have people to fight for, even if it isn't werewolves. Lets see how you like some more human tiancity."

Satan grinned as his hand grew back. "Well, that wasn't nice, now was it? You really should be more polite you know." He said, his grandfatherly attitude coming back. He appeared next to Patrick. "Persistant insect, aren't you?" He picked him up by his jaw. "You know, if I don't kill you, I'm sure the werewolves will eat you. Maybe I should leave you alive, hmm? However, I should take away your toys, you might get hurt." With that, he dropped Patrick, and grabbed his rifle, bending the barrel upwards.

Patrick scowled. "The werewolves can have me after all this is done, I don't care." He pulled a bullet close to him using telekinesis. "And who needs a gun?" He launched the bullet straight at Satan, then stepped back and repeated the process.

OOC: Patrick recieved augmentations from the UNPSF, giving him an accelerated healing factor as well as weak telekinesis.

Satan laughed, as the bullets simply stopped an inch from his face. "Do you really want to play mind games with me." Patrick suddenly began to float up in the air, and slammed against the wall several times, then another couple on the ground. "Want to continue?" He asked pleasantly.

Patrick grinned. "Sure, why not?" He grabbed a frag from his grenade belt, pulled the pin and rolled it towards Satan. 'Whatever you do, it isn't half as bad as what they'll do."


Edward leapt back as he saw the frag roll on the ground. Back! Get back!

Satan grinned. "Is that so?" He dropped Patrick, and invaded his brain. First thing he did, was turn off the flow of adrenaline, and then he triggered the part of the brain the gives tells you that you're in pain. Again, he mostly ignored the grenade as shrapnel embedded itself into his eyes and flesh.

"You... you mother...." Patrick screamed as pain shot through him. "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!" He jerked again as pain shot through him.


OOC: I'm off for a while.

OOC: Alrighty.

Satan grinned. "That, my friend, is way you should never challenge me." He turned to Edward and Cecilia. "I really don't think he'll be a problem for a while, so now we can have some fun."

Celestial stood up, the blood on her face receeding into her body. There was a burst of light as she erected a shield of light around her. A claw of light came forth and visciously attacked Satan. "I'm good at healing... but I WILL smite as well." Blade appeared next to Satan and watched as his armed fell off, "Ooh, that sucks." Blades body was at level 5 at this point. He was covered in dense bone armor and his sword had merged with his right hand. His left hand's middle finger had a large spike of bone jutting from it like a dagger with Blade put through Satan's heart, "How's that feel you raggedy, pathetic, cocky, pompous asshole?"

Joshua pulled a loaded crossbow from the earth and took aim at Satan. His vision returning, it was getting easier to do so. Joshua fired and the bolt flew straight for Lucifer's spine.

Satan grinned, as he took all the hits. "I think I've already mentioned that I have no heart." He didn't mention that he was already in excruciating pain. "That, and haven't you tried chopping off limbs before? And a crossbow? Where'd that come from?" He punched Blade with his good arm, with enough force to crack even Blade's bone. He appeared behind Celestial, grabbed her by the neck, and threw her down headfirst on the ground. With that, he walked over to his arm, bent down, picked it upt, and reattached it. He pulled the crossbow bolt from his back, and turned to Joshua. "And what shall I do with you, nephew?" He asked pleasently.

Joshua's eyes went wide, "I could think of a half dozen things not to do with that." He said as the crossbow shifted to a sword.
Zena meanwhile went to Celestial, hoping the damage wasn't too bad as she started scanning for broken bones and trauma.

OOC: first and last post before I gotta go do an online spanish test for college

IC:

Celestial stood up unscathed, "Is that the best you've got? Pathetic." She place her hands on the ground and two ghostly figures appeared next to her, they were both about 8 feet tall and looked like suits of armor. "These are the Bastions, I trust them whenever I'm in a situation like this." A circle of light appeared before her, one which all the others including Bladedancer, who was still very pissed jumped into, "Nothing with any hostil intention can enter here. Nothing. No hostility, no thoughts of harm, everyone inside this bubble is at peace." Pyro place Umbra on the ground near Celestial, he two ghostly figures looked at him and then away again. "You can't enter this place, it is the very essence of all that is peaceful." Blade returned to level two, Sharpshot's guns went to level one, Pyro could no longer change. "Most importantly, you cannot enter here, no matter what you do or try, this is impenatraple to the likes of you."

OOC: Its a high ranking spell that essentially makes it so everyone inside cannot feel any negative emotions to anyone. It also requires a lack of negative emotions to enter. One also has to be either neutral or just in order to enter it. Now then, with that in place I'll see ya guys when I'm back on.

Satan raised his eyebrows and shrugged. "Feel free. You will just have to watch as I kill your friends then, now won't you?" He appeared behind Joshua. "Now, I think its time you were punished for that crossbow, isn't it?" He drove the bolt all the way through Joshua's leg.

Joshua screamed in pain before falling to the ground. "I'd say 'damn you,' but that would be a tad ironic for my tastes." He slapped the ground and spikes shot from it straight for Lucifer. He warped to Zena, leaving the bolt behind. She started to mend the split flesh while Joshua kept an eye out for approaching danger.

The spike shot straight through his foot. He glanced down and frowned. That actually hurt. Damn mutt. He again appeared by Joshua. "Why run? We're family, remember? Come here, give your uncle a hug." He spread his arms and grinned wickedly.

Fraker Patrick was finaly clearing the fog of pain from his brain in time to see Satan next to Joshua. His rifle bent, the bullets having no effect, his eyes flicked anywhere across the room, and settled on the gleam of Edward's hand and a half sword, buried in rubble. He crept over to it, digging it out in record time, then getting into a ready position. "Oy, Lord of hell, theres more then one person here."

It took no time for Blade to appear behind Satan, "Yes, let's." He said before bear-hugging him. His bone spikes jutting out of his body and piercing into Satan's.

"Thanks Blade." Joshua said, tapping the ground again. Another spike, much larger, shot for Lucifer's neck. "Next time you want a hug, ask one of your followers."

Satan grunted as the spikes were driven through him, the first sign he'd shown of pain during the entire battle. He pulled away, and turned to Blade, his calm face again broken by anger as his wounds began to heal. "That, was not nice. He made his hand into a shovellike shape, and drove it through Blades armor, into his chest. He grinned, and fire blossomed forth from his hand.

Joshua stood up, wincing. "Not so fast." He jammed his sword through Lucifer's spine and then manipulated it, sprouting blade after blade before Joshua ripped it from him.

Patrick took this chance to drive the Hand-and-a-half sword through Satan's neck. "Now how do you like pain?" He taunted.

Celestial placed her hands on the ground and a white thread shot out from the shield and attached to Blade, his wound healed in only almost an instant as he pushed away from Satan. "Thank Celly." He said before vanishing and slicing off Satan's legs, "Now its my turn again. This is such a fun little dance."

Satan actually gave a cry of pain as he tore his hand from Blade's chest. He pulled the sword from his neck, dropped it, and grab Patricks head. "You, are just getting annoying now." He lit Patrick on fire, and threw him towards the ground, and turned to Joshua. "That was not very smart, mutt." He picked him up by the neck, and slammed him on the ground several times with astounding force.

Satan's hands and arms burst into blood as Mirage waved his hands. He was outside the circle and giving much needed support. Celestial made another heling thread and attatched it to Patrick as Satan focused on Josh.

Joshua, battered and bruised, managed to raise the sword again. "Stop calling me mutt. I have a name." The sword plunged itself into Satan's gut without moving from Joshua's hand. Blades began shooting from it and piercing his skin as Joshua's grip failed on the sword.

Patrick grunted as he slapped out the few flames that had managed to catch. "Gotta love kevlar.." He picked up the sword again. "Been known for my persistence, 'side, I'll live on as the only human to go toe to toe with Satan." he rammed the through his spine and arched it upwards, forcing the blade through where Satan's heart would be if he had one.

With all that, Satan dropped to the groun, unmoving. Alehkra crawled over to the body, and bit it. Hes dead? Why do I get the feeling this isn't quite over? he thought to noone in general.

"Because it isn't. That would be too easy." Said Mirage. "Dammit," he blinked to the Garden's second level.

Zena crawled to Joshua, not even bothering to keep her wings off the ground. "Celestial, a little help!" She panicked seeing Joshua out cold.

OOC: Hmm, looks like Mond is pretty well stuck now.

OOC: Doubtful

IC: Celestial connected a life thread to Josh and the healing commenced. It only took a few seconds and the thread snapped.

Alehkra crawled to Celestial and whined. Uh, would you mind helping me out? Sorta have a broken back...

Joshua's eyes opened and he looked around. "Damn we did a lot of damage." he said, looking at the carnage. "Is he really dead?"
"That's what Alehkra said. We should figure out what to do with the dead, they shouldn't be left here." Zena replied softly.
"First thing's first." Joshua replied, standing up. "Who wants to help me dispose of this blood traitor's to the angels body?"

Cecilia trotted over. Don't bother she thought to Joshua. We'll just eat him. Sure enough, the remaining werewolves were now chewing at both Satan's and Angron's bodies.

Joshua looked away, revolted. "Ok, now what of the dead from our side? Surely they shouldn't be eaten? I think it would be best to bring them up to the Garden they thought of as the Garden, the field and burry them there."
"I agree." Zena said. "They died defending this place, certainly there should be no harm in letting this be their final resting place."

Cecilia sighed. Bury the angels, but burn the werewolves. We believe that being buried traps the soul, to never return to the moon

Gold shouted, "YEAH THAT'LL WORK!! IDIOTS!! HE'LL REGENERATE!! YOU DESTROY THE BODIES OF POWERFUL DEMONS, NOT EAT THEM!!!" Celestial connected a thread to Al and began healing him. The thread snapped as she finished.

Joshua nodded and he and zena got to work. Zena brought the angels together and laid them side by side, their weapons next to them. Joshua meanwhile went to each of the wolves and checked for signs of life before doing the same to them as Zena did to the angels. "Do you want them burned here or elsewhere?" He asked, wanting to respect traditions they had. "And Gold, their stomach acid will destroy him. I can always dump what's left in the lava."

OOC EDIT: Yays!! Timewarpy goodness!

Alehkra got up and shook himself. Thank you he thought at Celestial. He turned to Gold. I understand that you care nothing for us, nor our ways, but please at least respect us in this. Many of our already dwindling race have died in this battle, please allow us to do as custom demands this time he didn't sound angry, as he usally was when arguing about traditions. He just sounded like a tired old man. He wasn't willing to admit that this battle had taken a lot more out of him than it would have when he was younger.

Gold calmed himself, "You don't understand. Your customs are one thing but I've fought demons like this before. They WILL respawn unless you completely destroy their bodies. Destroy, not eat. You eat it, you're not getting rid of the problem. The body MUST be COMPLETELY destroyed in order for him to STAY down." Mirage came back and nodded, "He's right, your people are dooming themselves and the rest of us." Blade jumped in, "You people obviously haven't studied demons... this is Satan, THE SATAN."

OOC: Friggin timewarps

IC: Alehkra sighed. Joshua is right. Since we have a tendency to eat bones, werewolf stomauch acid is extremely potent. If I could manage to chew it, I would be able to digest even the bones you have at your level five, Bladedancer. And, if he were going to regenerate, don't you think he would have by now?

Cecilia shrugged. It matter not where they are burned, but give us the ashes afterwards. The ashes are to be cast into the wind on a montain peak

Mirage signed, "If that's the case the he may already be on the upper levels of the Garden in that case. I'm going to level nine to survey the area." With that he was gone. Blade smiled, "No, you actually wouldn't. I've fought your kind before and stabbing in the gut isn't anything new ya'know. 'Course all the werewolves I fought were feral beings..."

They were most likely new, in that case. We don't allow feral werewolves to live very long. They're probably the reason humans don't like us much. Alehkra shrugged and flopped down, and put his snout on his paws. I'm too damn old for this

Sharpshot placed his hand on Al's shoulder, "Aren't we all..."

Alehkra laughed softly. I don't think you count Sharpshot. You've been reincarnated many times, renewing your body. This is the same body I've had since my birth. That, and you were meant to live this long. I should have died in a battle long ago

Joshua nodded and smoothed the ground below the werewolves into a bowl to make collecting the ashes easier. He and Zena each said short prayers at the sites of their fallen comrades and Joshua touched the fur of each of the wolves in turn to start the fires.

Cecilia sighed. The only thing sadder than a war won, is a war lost Alehkra got up and shook himself again. Well, enough of this deppressing talk. We should probably go tell Aozora what happened.

Joshua stood up from the last wolf. "I suppose I'm going to have to get us out of here aren't I? Or did I miss someone else's teleporting abilities that's still down here?" He extended his hand and Zena grabbed his shoulder.

OOC: Crap, I was gone longer than I thought. I'll just assume Tal was helping, or something.

Tal began walking around, picking up the dead angels weapons. He only had one good arm, the other had a deep gash. He found the owner of each weapon and put it in their hands for when they were buried. Tal sighed. We won. We truly won. Maybe Satan isn't truly dead, but he is defeated. The Garden is safe. Tal's eyes, along with his thoughts, turned to his men. Only three of his men, one of which his second in command Raul, survived. 100. I started with 100 angels in this battle. They've been with me over the past thousand years, every once in a while losing or gaining a couple. But now they're nearly all gone... Tal, exhausted, sat down while grabbing a broadsword off the ground. For the first time in hundreds of years, he shed a tear. Losing one's life in battle for the glory of God was an honorable death for any angel. But this... was a massacre. Was it worth it? Tal walked to the others. "Don't worry about graves for my angels. I will take care of it. It is my responsibility." Tal walked a ways away, and began digging with his sword at the ground to make a grave.

OOC2: This is how Tal feels --> :(

Mirage came back, "Nothing on the nineth level. Something doesn't feel right... this shouldn't of been so easy. Satan shouldn't of died... fallen angel or not he should posess some form of immortality, especially seeing as Hell actually plays a role in life and death..." Gold nodded in agreement with his arms crossed, Celestial began healing his hand. Pyro carried Umbra on his back. "Perhaps its time I finally cut the chains that hold the garden in this physical realm, I'm sure the world would be a better place without it..." Mirage said sorrowfully. Lucian nodded, "I'd have to come with you then Mirage. Its not like the world need a corrupter around." Bladedancer nodded, "Perhaps I'd come too, I don't think the world needs monsters like me anymore." Sharpshot looked up, "Yeah but thenwe wouldn't be able to spar anymore." Bladedancer smiled, "You could always come with..."

Zena walked over to Tal, realizing what was happening. "It's not your responsibility. It's all of our burden to share. Besides, 97 graves would take a while."
Joshua went to him too. "She's right." he took the sword and stopped Tal. "Besides, would they really want to be buried down here, away from the sunlight and the idea of what the Garden really was? Let me help you bring them to the top where flowers grow and they're away from the stains left by a battle that should never have been fought." He extended his arm again. "Now, let's head back to camp."

OOC: Just a note, Zena already brought the Angels to one spot with their weapons.

"Allow me. I have to be the one to do that as I locked that area when we left." Mirage said. "I will take their bodies there, I can mass blink without the need of holding hands."

Cecilia trotted up and licked each of their faces. At least come with us to tell Aozora and Lydia the good news first. Waiting a little while longer wouldn't hurt, would it?

Alehkra sighed. Shes right, you should come. However, I do agree that this was too easy. Something doesn't feel right. I have the feeling that its over for now, but not forever.

"It doesn't feel right because now the most evil creature ever is gone from us. Of course, Light can't exist without Darkness, so there's bound to be someone else somewhere. But for now, celebrate for the dark one is dead!" Joshua said, raising his hand in proclamation. "This doesn't seem right without two hands." he said to nobody in particular.

Cecilia and Alehkra both laughed softly. Alright then, get us to the camp Mirage.

With that the landscape changed and they were back at the camp, "Here we are. Bodies and all as you can see." Mirage said with a quiet tone. "Something is not right, something cannot be right. Something will have to happen soon."

OOC: Oh. I was just having Tal give each angel their own weapon to be buried with.

IC: Tal turned to them. "This IS my responsibility. I was their commander. My job is...was... to lead them, win the battle, and keep them safe. Two out three is not good enough. I was too weak. I would appreciate it if you could help me take them to the surface of the garden, but I must dig their graves and bury them myself. It's all I can do for them now to make up for my mistakes." Tal held out his hand. "Could I have my sword back?"

OOC: I figured, just letting you know though.

IC: Joshua blinked in the light. "You were up against the most evil creature ever to walk the Earth. It's not your fault they died. They knew what they were getting into and they still followed your commands to the very end. If you're going to refuse help digging graves, at least tell me their names so we can give them headstones." He held out the sword. "Though I doubt this is a proper tool, go for it."
"Mirage, give it a rest. We're tense enough as it is and we know something's bound to happen. Don't worry, if I see something, I'll start screaming inside your head so you won't miss a beat." Zena said, getting annoyed with the negative talk.

OOC: Do you really want me to make up 97 names? I could, but... really?

OOC: I don't think I could. No, just say something like "'Alright then.' Tal walked along Joshua giving him the names of his fallen comrades." or something to that effect. That of course assumes you want to go along with it.

Mirage glanced at her, "I'm sorry for being realistic. Emotional capacity is a zero for me, I don't sympathize or try to make people comfortable. I go off and tell them what it is the need to know." Sharpshot put his hand on Mirage's shoulder and shook his head.